Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

Zhao Yanxi cautioned, "But Brother Ding Heng, don't make it too grand, I'm afraid my dad will feel embarrassed."

"rest assured."

Ding Heng calmly replied, "I know what I'm doing."

The matter of unspoken rules can only be put aside for now.

Anyway, the contract is in my hands, so my brother can't run away!

The most important thing right now is to take good care of Zhao Yanxi's parents and put their minds at ease.

Ding Heng picked up his chopsticks, scooped a piece of beef from the hot pot, and asked, "Where's Wenjing? What's the situation in the capital? Has she contacted you these past couple of days?"

Hua Qing replied, "It seems Wen Shu has rented a place outside, and Wen Jing is helping her settle in."

"Rent a house?"

Ding Heng dipped his finger in the oil sauce and said, "Senior, isn't your house quite big? Why don't you just leave a room empty for Xiao Shu?"

Hua Qing hesitated, "Isn't that inappropriate? Don't you guys come over occasionally?"

Lin Man was speechless once again.

Even now, Hua Qing still doesn't understand at all?

To avoid another awkward conversation, Lin Man slipped her feet out of her slippers and slowly slid them up Ding Heng's calf, stopping at the outside of his knee and gently sliding them.

The silly fox teased, "Since the boss didn't get to sleep with the big star tonight, does he still have the energy to mess with us?"

Hua Qing blushed slightly after hearing this and buried her head in her food without saying a word.

She's still recovering from last night's events; her back is still a little sore. Ding Heng is clearly in a bad mood tonight, and it might get even worse.

Ding Heng patted Lin Man, but gestured for her to pull her foot back.

"Get a good rest tonight. We still have to meet Yan hope's parents tomorrow."

"clear."

Lin Man obediently responded and immediately and tactfully withdrew her foot, putting her slippers back on.

She rarely detected fatigue in Ding Heng's tone...

By the end of the hot pot meal, the table was a complete mess.

Zhao Yanxi and Hua Qing were both not good drinkers and were feeling dizzy, so they decided to wash up and go to bed early.

Lin Man was left alone to continue drinking with Ding Heng.

"boss……"

After pouring herself another glass of wine, Lin Man's mind began to wander.

She shook her head vigorously, trying to stay awake: "Regarding Longhe, does the company's investment need to be adjusted?"

Ding Heng shook his head: "No need! My senior is still affiliated with her company. Besides... if I can't sleep with her, I'll just withdraw my investment. Am I that petty?"

Lin Man quickly began to flatter him.

"Of course, the boss is the most generous."

Although she said that, she already had her own plans in mind.

As Long He's friend, Ding Heng couldn't do certain things himself, so he could only play the good cop.

Well, someone has to be the bad guy!

Lin Man moved a little closer to Ding Heng, softening her voice: "Boss... could you be a little more generous to them?"

Ding Heng looked down and saw that the foolish fox's eyes and brows were full of docility.

He reached out and pinched her chin: "You think you can eat all by yourself just because you can hold your liquor?"

Lin Man pouted and continued to whine sweetly, "Boss, you've been in Hong Kong for several days now, but you haven't spent any real time with me. Once Yan hope's parents go back, you definitely won't be able to stay for long either."

"You vixen."

Ding Heng applied a little force, causing Lin Man to let out a short whimper in pain.

"I just finished eating hot pot, I need to rinse my mouth first..."

Upon receiving the order, Lin Man's foxy face revealed a smug expression.

"Okay, boss!"

…………

10:00 AM the next day.

A black sedan smoothly drove out of the airport lane and merged into the traffic flow on Hong Kong Island.

When picking up Zhao Yanxi's parents, Ding Heng didn't drive an extravagant luxury car, but a regular Mercedes, and acted as the driver himself.

Zhao Yanxi sat in the passenger seat, while Zhao Xingguo and Zhou Rongmei sat in the back.

Zhao Yanxi turned around, as lively as ever: "Dad, Mom, how's it going in Hong Kong? Has it changed a lot compared to before?"

Perhaps influenced by his daughter, Zhao Xingguo showed a rare moment of relaxation.

He recalled, "The last time I came here was in the early 2000s. I met an old classmate who had been doing business in Hong Kong since he retired from the military. He must be quite successful now."

Zhou Rongmei chimed in, "Speaking of which, Xingguo, isn't your old boss also in Hong Kong taking care of his grandson? I heard someone mention it once, saying that his son married a foreigner and their mixed-race child is quite cute."

Why are you bothering with other people's business?

Zhao Xingguo seemed very resistant to such topics.

"Aren't you always thinking about your old boss at home?"

Zhou Rongmei dreamed, "Maybe when we retire, we'll have to come to Hong Kong to take care of our grandchildren?"

"Yan Xi and I will work hard!"

Ding Heng responded to Zhao Yanxi's parents with a few words, which amused everyone.

The car smoothly made a turn and entered the hotel driveway.

The doorman came forward and opened the car door, and the four people got out one after another.

Ding Heng handed the car keys to the doorman and led Zhao Xingguo and Zhou Rongmei into the lobby.

Rosewood Hotel may not be the most comfortable place to stay in Hong Kong, but it is certainly the most famous.

Zhou Rongmei, being quite worldly-wise, continued to marvel at the sights along the way. Upon entering the pre-booked ocean-view suite, she gasped in astonishment.

"Xiao Ding, why did you arrange things so nicely?"

Zhou Rongmei felt a little bad: "How much does this cost per night?"

"Two or three..."

Just as Zhao Yanxi was about to answer, Ding Heng interrupted her.

"I got it through a friend's insider channels, it didn't cost much. You and your uncle rarely come here, so it's most important that you stay comfortably."

Zhou Rongmei responded with an "Oh," her expression full of satisfaction.

My daughter was worth raising; she landed such a wealthy husband.

Zhao Xingguo stood by the floor-to-ceiling window for a while, then turned around and asked, "Xiao Ding, you're doing quite well in Hong Kong."

Ding Heng humbly replied, "I was lucky... I met a benefactor who helped me, and I was just running errands for him."

Seeing that her parents were in a good mood, Zhao Yanxi went along with it and spoke up.

"Dad, Mom, now that you're here, don't keep worrying about money. Rest for a while, and Ding Heng and I will take you out for a walk later."

After settling their luggage, Zhao Yanxi pulled Ding Heng out and went to another suite.

As soon as the door closed, Zhao Yanxi's smile vanished instantly, and she collapsed onto the sofa, limbs outstretched.

Ding Heng sat down and patted the kitten's head.

Zhao Yanxi rolled over and snuggled into his arms, saying, "Brother Ding Heng... I'm getting more and more nervous. Feel my heartbeat."

Ding Heng reached out and touched it, jokingly saying, "It does jump fast."

"You naughty Ding Heng! I told you to touch, but not to use force!"

Zhao Yanxi slapped Ding Heng's hand away in annoyance, glaring at him with a coquettish expression.

Ding Heng smiled and reached out to hug her tightly.

"Don't be nervous. This afternoon, I'll show your parents around. Don't overthink it. Just treat us like a normal couple, and your parents are just here for tourism. Leave everything to me."

Zhao Yanxi nestled in Ding Heng's arms and softly hummed in agreement.

The afternoon's schedule was simple and went smoothly.

Walk along the trails in Central, Mid-Levels, and Victoria Harbour... take your time, stop and take photos, and have some tea.

There were no must-see landmarks or any deliberately arranged "grand" events. Ding Heng was in charge of driving, and Zhao Yanxi was in charge of providing explanations.

It was rare for two middle-aged men approaching fifty to relax like this, and even Zhao Xingguo, who is usually serious, took several photos on his own initiative.

As dusk fell, the four returned to the hotel's Chinese restaurant and sat down.

The dishes were exquisite yet understated; Ding Heng had specifically instructed the hotel to cater to the elderly couple's tastes, and they were almost impeccable.

After they had almost finished eating, Ding Heng put down his chopsticks and said, "Uncle, Auntie, I have some things to do at the company tomorrow, so I might not be able to get away. I can have Yan hope accompany you to continue shopping during the day, or I can arrange for an assistant to come over. You can just tell her if you need anything."

Zhou Rongmei waved her hand: "Xiao Ding, you go about your business. Hong Kong is such a small place, your uncle and I can easily figure it out."

Zhao Xingguo didn't reply immediately. He finished chewing the last bite of food before slowly putting down his chopsticks.

"Xiao Ding, would it be convenient for us to go and take a look at your company as well?"

"convenient!"

Ding Heng didn't hesitate at all: "Uncle and Aunt can come anytime, I'll have someone take care of you!"

Zhao Xingguo nodded and said nothing more.

This request was quite abrupt, but the couple came to Hong Kong this time ultimately seeking peace of mind.

No matter how much money Ding Heng earns, it's only verbal at the moment, and it can't be 100% certain whether it's legitimate money.

I must see her with my own eyes before I can feel comfortable entrusting my daughter to them.