Why is the system taking my request to photograph a cosplayer seriously?

[Progress of romantic entanglement: 60%]

Still sixty.

Ding Heng leaned against the headboard, pondering carefully.

Hua Qing's current state... Although she says she's unwilling, is this level of "stimulation" really not enough?

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense.

Although Hua Qing was stubborn, she had almost tacitly accepted the status of "girlfriend".

They've already kissed, touched, and looked at each other, so naturally they wouldn't mind posting a slightly more revealing photo.

Moreover, the punishment he inflicted in the dance studio that day was indeed a bit "harsh," which raised Hua Qing's threshold to a new level.

As Ding Heng was pondering how to respond, his phone suddenly popped up a voice invitation—[Lin Hu's Guide].

He raised an eyebrow, put on his headphones, and clicked to answer.

Lin Man's alluring voice came through the earphones, soft and sweet, with a slightly seductive ending.

"Handsome guy~ what about what you promised me last time?"

Ding Heng leaned against the headboard, his tone calm.

"What did I promise?"

"Oh dear, you..."

Lin Man drawled, "You asked me to help you find out about your senior, so there should be some reward for you, right?"

"What benefits do you want?"

"You know what I mean~"

Lin Man's voice was even more seductive: "Give me the photos I want."

"What photo?"

"Don't you know?"

How would I know if you didn't tell me?

There was a two-second silence in the headphones, then Lin Man chuckled softly and continued to act coquettishly.

"Hey handsome junior, don't play mind games, help him out..."

"I really can't do anything with you. Wait a minute, let me look for it."

Ding Heng sighed, took out a photo from the album, and sent it over.

Ding Heng: [Image]

Three seconds later, a roar came through the earpiece.

Why did you send me a picture of your abs?!

The voice was so shrill it almost pierced eardrums; there was no trace of the alluring charm from before.

Ding Heng suppressed a laugh, his tone innocent.

"So, my senior doesn't want to see my abs?"

"you!"

Lin Man took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

"Are you even sincere?"

Ding Heng hung up the phone immediately.

Five minutes later, another message popped up.

[Linhu Guides the Way]: [Address]

[Linhu Leads the Way]: Handsome, would you like to come and chat in person tomorrow?

[Linhu Leads the Way]: Also, the abs photo is nice, I'll take it!

【Lin Hu Leads the Way】：[)

Ding Heng turned off his phone and fell into a deep sleep.

The following afternoon, after the last class, Ding Heng sent a message to Wen Jing.

[Ding Heng]: I have something to do, so I won't be having dinner with you tonight.

【Good Luck Xiao Jing】：[ ]

After settling Wenjing in, Ding Heng drove to the address Lin Man had located yesterday.

It is an old street in the suburbs, quiet amidst the hustle and bustle, where a two-story Chinese teahouse is hidden in the alley with blue bricks and gray tiles.

The plaque above the door has three large characters in cursive script: "Caiyuanlou" (meaning "Wealth Source Building"). The name may sound rustic, but the overall design is quite nice.

Ding Heng went upstairs and pushed open the door to the last private room. The room was not large, but the furnishings were antique.

A rosewood table and chairs, an antique display shelf, a traditional Chinese landscape painting hanging on the wall, and a person sitting by the window.

The dark green cheongsam, made of dark-patterned silk satin, features a modified stand-up collar with buttons arranged diagonally in a row, and a cinched waist that accentuates a slender figure.

The slit in the skirt wasn't high, but because of her sideways sitting posture, a section of her fair calves was revealed, making people uneasy.

Her long hair was loosely tied into a bun, and her eyes were slightly upturned at the corners, still exuding a natural allure.

Lin Man was leisurely sipping her tea when Ding Heng pushed the door open and entered. She smiled gently, her expression alluring and captivating.

Ding Heng walked over and sat down in front of Lin Man.

Lin Man put down her teacup and poured him some tea with a smile: "You're here?"

Ding Heng picked up his teacup, took a sip, and joked, "Isn't it a bit too old-fashioned for two college students like us to meet at a teahouse?"

Lin Man's tea-making movements were very skillful—warming the cup, adding tea leaves, rinsing the tea, brewing, and serving the tea, all done in one smooth motion.

"This teahouse is one of the few legacies my father left behind."

She said casually, "It's used to entertain distinguished guests on ordinary days."

The implication is—I have connections and a story, so don't underestimate me!

Ding Heng asked with a smile, "Does that mean I'm a distinguished guest, senior?"

Lin Man raised her head, met Ding Heng's gaze, and smiled slightly.

"If you can give me what I want, then you are a distinguished guest, of course."

Ding Heng put down his teacup and leaned back in his chair.

"Are you so sure, senior, that I have indecent photos and videos of Hua Qing?"

Lin Man picked up her teacup and took a small sip.

"You don't know yet, do you?"

She said slowly, "Hua Qing has already consulted a lawyer."

"What do you want to consult about?"

"If someone distributes her indecent photos, what grounds can be used to file a lawsuit?"

Lin Man deliberately stirred things up: "The lawyer listed a whole bunch of charges against her, including disseminating obscene materials, infringing on citizens' personal information, and civil damages... You'd better watch out!"

Ding Heng smiled, not taking it to heart at all.

In the two days after I "threatened" Hua Qing, she might have actually done something like that, but now it's completely different.

For example, yesterday's photo was sent to herself entirely "voluntarily" by Hua Qing.

Ding Heng continued, "Senior, you have such a wide network of information. You even managed to find out that Hua Qing was consulting a lawyer. What kind of lawyer has no professional ethics?"

Lin Man said smugly, "Because that lawyer was recommended to Hua Qing by me, she just didn't know it herself."

Ding Heng clicked his tongue inwardly.

Is this woman telling herself that she's smart, and that she has plenty of strength and cunning?

The Eye of True Sight quietly activated, and Lin Man's information appeared before his eyes.

Identity: Granddaughter of a major taxpayer in Xingcheng, and a local tyrant.

Background: The father was a son-in-law who married into the family and died in an accident ten years ago. The mother is imprisoned due to financial problems and has not yet been released. Although the family is quite wealthy, they are not valued within the clan.

[Current Status: Showing off in front of you]

Ding Heng looked at the last line of text and barely managed to suppress a laugh.

The system is way too straightforward...

Good grief, it turns out it was just a paper tiger, all show and no substance to scare people.

Ding Heng said casually, "Tell me, why are you targeting Hua Qing?"

Lin Man was about to maintain her inscrutable demeanor when she suddenly met Ding Heng's gaze and abruptly stopped.

Hypnosis begins...

one second.

two seconds.

Then--

"Snapped!"

Lin Man's demeanor suddenly changed. She slammed her hand on the table and leaned forward, instantly ruining her pretentious performance.

"It's all because she bullied and humiliated me back then!"

Her charming voice was filled with anger and grievance, and she kept gritting her teeth.

Ding Heng was completely confused: "Bullying you?"

Could Hua Qing really do something like this?

"right!"

Lin Man muttered angrily.

"I joined the dance team just to have fun, meet new people, expand my network, and maybe get some experience on my resume. What's the problem? She has to nitpick!"

She got more and more excited as she talked.

"I didn't bend over properly, and she said my basic skills weren't solid. I spun around a couple extra times, and she said I disrupted the formation. I was ten minutes late for rehearsal, and she scolded me in front of everyone, like she was scolding a primary school student!"

Normally it's one thing, but the worst thing happened was one time..."

Her facial expression became increasingly distorted.

"Once, after rehearsals, it was my birthday, and I invited a few of my girlfriends out for a late-night snack. I asked her if she wanted to come, and do you know what she said?"

Lin Man pinched her throat and imitated Hua Qing's aloof tone.

"Lin Man, instead of wasting your time treating people to late-night snacks, you should practice your basic skills. Your current level isn't even as good as an average high school art student. I don't know how you got into the dance team; you're always dragging the team down!"

Lin Man slammed her hand on the table again.

"It's my birthday! And she did it in front of so many people! Don't I have any dignity?!"

Ding Heng was secretly delighted after hearing this.

Hua Qing, a perfectionist with an almost obsessive passion for dance, would indeed find it hard to tolerate someone like Lin Man, who is merely going through the motions.

But why has Lin Man held a grudge for so long over such a trivial matter?

Ding Heng asked again, "What do you plan to do after you get the photos and videos?"

"Of course, we should threaten her!"

Lin Man's eyes lit up, and an excited look appeared on her face, as if victory was just around the corner.

"Make her cry and regret in front of me, apologize to me in public! Then, like the rest of the dance troupe, become my follower, serving me tea and water!"

Ding Heng's lips twitched slightly: "That's it?"

Lin Man nodded: "Hmm...that's it."

Ding Heng covered his mouth with one hand, unable to hold back his laughter.

"What are you laughing at?"

Lin Man was baffled by his laughter.

Did I laugh?

Ding Heng composed himself and slowly stood up.

They had all sorts of elaborate schemes; I thought they were some kind of profound mystery.

They certainly have some tricks up their sleeves; they know how to win over and utilize resources and peers around them, and how to put on an act to intimidate others.

Otherwise, with her terrible dancing skills, she wouldn't have become the assistant lead dancer in the dance troupe.

But that's all...

Essentially, he's still a rich kid who's never suffered any injustice since childhood and holds a grudge if someone insults him.

Ding Heng bent down, stared into Lin Man's eyes, and slowly spoke.

"You will forget what we just had in five minutes, and then you can go back to class obediently."

"Snapped!"

Ding Heng snapped his fingers, turned around, and went downstairs.

Lin Man sat there, staring blankly at the empty chair in front of her and the tea that had gone cold on the table.

one second.

two seconds.

……

five minutes.

Lin Man suddenly snapped out of her daze, blinked, and looked around blankly.

What about people?

She hadn't finished speaking yet!

According to her plan, the next step should be for her to use both threats and inducements, and a combination of soft and hard tactics, to make Ding Heng obediently hand over Hua Qing's indecent photos.

How come she disappeared before she finished performing?

Lin Man scratched her head, looking completely bewildered.

"What's going on...?"

She muttered to herself, picked up her teacup, and took a sip.

Forget it, let's go.

There's training this afternoon, if I'm late I'll get teased by Hua Qing again...

Lin Man went to the dressing room, took off her cheongsam and put on her casual clothes, a loose sweatshirt and jeans, with her hair casually tied into a ponytail.

After leaving the teahouse, Lin Man got into a silver BMW parked by the roadside, started the car, and drove away.

Completely unaware that behind the glass window of a small roadside restaurant, a girl with long, pink-blue gradient hair was holding up her phone and snapping a picture of the moment she got into the car.

"Hmph!"

Zhao Yanxi put down her phone and turned to Wen Jing triumphantly.

"The vixen has finally been found! Little Jingjing, you've done a great job!"