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

【Azure Cold Sword Immortal: Hua Qing】

[Current Status: A Fairy Who Has Lost All Her Cultivation Power]

[Progress of romantic entanglement: 0%]

[Progress of severing emotional ties: 0%]

Ding Heng stared at the two progress bars for three seconds, thinking.

To connect or collude.

Cut off.

Does that mean he has to make the girl fall in love with him first, and then cruelly dump her?

He rubbed his temples.

This task is far more difficult than Wenjing's situation.

Ding Heng raised his head and looked across at the other side.

Hua Qing was picking up food with her head down, her movements elegant, her eyes fixed straight ahead, as if he didn't exist at all.

What the hell do we do this?

"Brother Ding Heng, what are you daydreaming about?"

Zhao Yanxi's voice brought him back to reality, and she placed the grilled pork belly into his bowl.

Beside her, Wenjing quietly picked up a piece of beef with her chopsticks and put it into Ding Heng's bowl.

Ding Heng looked to the left, then to the right.

Across from him, Hua Qing's gaze swept across his face, then looked away, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes once more.

Ding Heng: "..."

Forget it, I'm too lazy to explain.

At the dinner table, everyone had their own thoughts on their minds.

Hua Yue, however, ate in silence from beginning to end.

After finishing their meal and paying the bill, Hua Qing took out her phone.

"Miss, do you have a membership?"

"some!"

Hua Qing recited a string of numbers.

“18********”

Ding Heng leaned back in his chair, mentally reviewing the number and silently memorizing it.

After the meal, Ding Heng drove Zhao Yanxi home first.

After getting out of the car, Zhao Yanxi turned around and leaned against the car window, smiling as she looked at the two people inside.

"Xiao Jingjing, Brother Ding Heng, I'm leaving."

"Ah."

"Drive carefully."

Zhao Yanxi blinked and suddenly leaned closer.

"Brother Ding Heng, I'll say it again, don't bully Xiao Jingjing behind my back."

Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated.

When have I ever bullied her?

"Who knows?"

Zhao Yanxi chuckled twice, waved, and turned to walk into the school gate.

The car restarted and drove towards Hubei University.

Wenjing sat quietly in the passenger seat, looking out the window.

Ding Heng turned his head and glanced at her.

"tired?"

"Fortunately."

Wenjing paused for a moment.

"Ding Heng".

"Ok?"

Am I stingy?

"What do you mean?"

"Just now... when Yan hope was serving you food."

Wenjing lowered her head and muttered softly, "I feel a little uncomfortable. Yanxi is my best friend, and she's so good to me..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ding Heng reached out and pinched her cheek as usual.

"How stupid is that?"

"Oh……"

Wenjing pouted.

"arrive."

Ding Heng parked his car downstairs in front of the girls' dormitory.

Wenjing unbuckled her seatbelt, hesitated for a moment, then leaned over and gave Ding Heng a light kiss on the cheek.

"good night!"

She opened the car door, her face flushed with embarrassment, and ran away quickly.

Ding Heng sat in the driver's seat, stunned for a moment, then touched the spot where he had been kissed, and the corners of his mouth curved into a smile.

He then parked the car on the side of the road, turned off the engine, and leaned back in his seat.

The system interface reappeared in my mind.

【Azure Cold Sword Immortal: Hua Qing】

[Current Status: A Fairy Who Has Lost All Her Cultivation Power]

[Progress of romantic entanglement: 0%]

[Progress of severing emotional ties: 0%]

He stared at those lines of text, rubbing his temples in exasperation.

It only took me a little over two months to win over Wenjing.

There was an element of luck involved; it just so happened that Wenjing's family conflicts erupted, coupled with her own lack of love and inability to say no.

Where is Hua Qing?

She comes from a well-off family, is exceptionally beautiful, has many suitors, is a winner of the Lotus Award, and is a favored daughter of heaven.

Independent and opinionated.

Moreover—I have a very bad impression of him.

Ding Heng let out a long breath.

Troublesome.

It's incredibly difficult to deal with.

It was almost impossible to know where to begin.

Therefore, we must be ruthless!

Twenty minutes later, Ding Heng drove the car back to the Hubei Normal University apartment.

He took out his phone and dialed the number he had just written down.

"Beep-beep-beep-"

After three rings, the call was connected.

"Hey?"

Hua Qing's questioning voice came from the other end: "Who is it?"

"Senior, it's me, Ding..."

"beep."

The call ended immediately.

Ding Heng dialed again.

"The number you dialed is currently busy..."

Ding Heng wasn't annoyed and edited the text message to send it.

[Ding Heng]: Senior, you don't want people to know about your foot injury, do you?

I waited for ten seconds.

My phone vibrated.

Caller ID: 18********

Ding Heng clicked to hang up, and then sent a second text message.

[Ding Heng]: I'm at your apartment door.

Ten minutes later.

The apartment building door was pushed open, and Hua Qing walked out.

She had changed into a loose pink nightgown, her long hair was loose, and the light from the streetlamp fell on her, making her face look pale.