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Wenjing scratched her head: "Yan hope, are you sure you haven't picked the wrong person?"

"You definitely didn't get the wrong one!"

Zhao Yanxi held her phone up to Wenjing.

"Look, upperclassmen at Hunan Normal University love traditional Chinese style—that matches perfectly!"

She swiped the screen a few times and pulled up another photo.

"I just asked Hua Yue. Although Lin Man didn't join the Hanfu Club, she often participated in activities. Especially during the two years that Sister Hua Qing was the president, she became familiar with almost everyone in the Hanfu Club."

Wenjing looked down.

The photo shows a girl dressed in Ming Dynasty Hanfu, wearing a stand-up collar long coat and a horse-face skirt, holding a round fan in her hand, and smiling at the camera.

Her eyes and brows were alluring; she was indeed beautiful.

Wenjing pouted, looked up, and her face was full of worry.

"But... what if Ding Heng finds out we're following him? Wouldn't that be bad?"

Zhao Yanxi was speechless for a moment.

Wenjing suddenly came to have dinner with her today, saying that Ding Heng had something to do.

Zhao Yanxi immediately realized something was wrong, and then, ignoring Wenjing's objections, she forcibly pulled her along and secretly hailed a taxi, following her all the way here.

Wenjing continued, "Also, it's that old problem... Suppose this Lin Man is indeed the vixen we're looking for, what do you plan to do? We can't possibly go and pull her hair, can we?"

Zhao Yanxi opened her mouth, her face showing reluctance.

Well... she really hadn't thought it through.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the doorway.

"Boss, a plate of stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts, please!"

"Okay!"

Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing froze at the same time, mechanically turning their heads.

Ding Heng strolled in leisurely, his demeanor natural and his steps unhurried, as if he had just happened to pass by this secluded little restaurant.

He walked up to the two girls, plopped down, and teased them with a smile.

"I knew it! The three of us are really destined to meet, even in such a remote place."

"Brother Ding, Brother Ding Heng..."

Zhao Yanxi's mind raced as she tried to find a reasonable explanation.

Before she could speak, Wenjing spoke first, her big almond-shaped eyes filled with innocence.

"Ding Heng, I just went to have dinner with Yan hope; she insisted on dragging me along!"

Zhao Yanxi was incredulous; had she really been sold out like this?

"Little Jingjing! You're betraying your teammates, aren't you!?"

"That's just how it is..."

Ding Heng reached out and tapped each of them on the forehead.

"Thump."

"Thump."

The two of them covered their heads at the same time, looking at him with pitiful expressions.

Ding Heng withdrew his hand, both amused and exasperated: "Don't overthink it, I have nothing to do with that Lin Man."

With his current perception, Wenjing and Zhao Yanxi's stalking behavior seemed like children playing house to him, completely lacking in concealment.

He knew it the moment they took a taxi and followed him.

Zhao Yanxi covered her head, still unwilling to give up: "But the undergarment in the hotel that day..."

Ding Heng let out an "uh," unsure how to explain.

"Just assume it's hers, but I really have nothing to do with her. If you don't believe me..."

He held up three fingers as if to swear an oath, but Zhao Yanxi quickly rushed over and covered his mouth with her small hand.

"No, no, no! Don't talk nonsense!"

The girl looked very serious, as if afraid Ding Heng would say something unlucky: "Wenjing and I trust you, okay?!"

Wenjing added in a low voice, "Don't drag me into this. I've always trusted Ding Heng."

Zhao Yanxi said irritably, "You, Wenjing, are something else..."

She made a move as if to pounce, but Wenjing quickly dodged to the side.

The two of them were making a ruckus around the table, almost knocking the bowls and chopsticks to the ground.

"Thump."

"Thump."

Each person received another blow to the head.

Ding Heng withdrew his hand, his face expressionless.

"Have a meal."

The two covered their heads and sat obediently.

Zhao Yanxi picked up her chopsticks and started eating. Although she still couldn't let go of Lin Man, she no longer intended to dwell on it.

She's pretty, but she's not as good as me!

And no matter what, Ding Heng's first woman was Zhao Yanxi!

After finishing his meal, Ding Heng escorted the two girls back to school and then returned to his own dormitory.

He leaned against the headboard and began planning his weekend.

First and foremost, we must feed Zhao Yanxi to prevent her from having any more wicked thoughts.

Secondly, we need to find Hua Qing without her suspecting anything.

It's difficult...

The next day, Ding Heng went to class as usual.

As the last class before lunch break was drawing to a close, my phone suddenly vibrated.

【Sea of ​​Flowers in Sunny Day】: Are you free this afternoon?

[Ding Heng]: Senior, is there something you need?

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: I want to move out of my apartment. I have a lot of stuff. Can you come and help me?

[Ding Heng]: Since my senior has already asked, I definitely have to come.

After a few seconds of silence, an image popped up on the other end.

Ding Heng clicked on it and his lips twitched.

A brightly colored white crane spreads its wings and flies, with a golden sun in the background, and four large characters below it: "Thank you for being there".

What kind of emojis are for middle-aged and elderly people?

In addition, this was the first time Hua Qing had sent him an emoji!

He continued typing, his tone somewhat sarcastic.

[Ding Heng]: Oh my, senior actually knows how to use emojis?

【A Sunny Day in a Sea of ​​Flowers】: I'm only three years older than you, not thirty.

[Ding Heng]: Yes, yes, yes, a woman three years older than her husband is a golden brick.

【A Sunny Day Amidst a Sea of ​​Flowers】: ...

【Flower Sea Under Sunny Day】: [Address]

The conversation ended, and the bell rang promptly to signal the end of get out of class.

Ding Heng walked out of the classroom, and Wen Jing was already waiting for him at the door.

After the two arrived at the cafeteria, got their food, and sat down, Wenjing took the opportunity to say, "Ding Heng, I learned the basics of stock trading last night, and I've opened an account."

Ding Heng picked up his chopsticks: "I'll transfer the money to you in a bit, then you can buy it as I instruct."

Wenjing hummed in agreement and continued eating.

Ding Heng continued, "Also, I have something to do this afternoon, so I probably won't be able to have dinner with you tonight."

Wenjing nodded obediently as usual, and then quickly made a promise.

"Don't worry! I promise I won't go to Yan hope today and won't cause you any trouble!"

Ding Heng reached out and rubbed her head, letting out a long sigh.

Zhao Yanxi's so-called "fear" of being abandoned by Ding Heng is more of a dependence that arises after she puts herself into the "role," and it is also a little fun between the two.

But Wenjing was genuinely scared!

Because once Ding Heng abandons her, she will completely lose all her support.

Therefore, when facing Ding Heng, Zhao Yanxi still dared to jump around a bit, while Wen Jing almost endlessly yielded and abandoned her bottom line.

Ding Heng snapped out of his thoughts and earnestly advised, "Once you make money from stocks, you don't need to be too frugal in your daily life. Eat well, spend money freely, understand?"

"How much can I possibly eat...?"

Wenjing chuckled: "By the way, Ding Heng, if we can make money, should we get Yan hope to join us in stock trading? She's been complaining a lot lately about not having enough pocket money."

"no."

Ding Heng put down his chopsticks, his expression serious.

"The stocks I'm asking you to buy are for you to keep to yourself. Don't tell anyone, not even Yan hope."

"But Yan hope, she..."

"She has a lot of pocket money."

Ding Heng interrupted, "It's because she's used to spending money recklessly. Once she earns money, I'll arrange for you to give her a fixed amount of money every month."

"Understood……"

Wenjing nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Ding Heng continued to instruct, "Also, you need to be more assertive in the future. Don't let Yan hope come to you for help and you just give in to her every whim."

Zhao Yanxi has a thousand advantages, but when it comes to sensitivity to money, she is definitely no match for Wen Jing.

Moreover, given Zhao Yanxi's personality, it's only a matter of time before she gets involved with luxury goods and the like.

I can support her, but not without restraint.

Therefore, Ding Heng would only feel at ease if the "purse" was ultimately in Wenjing's hands.

Wenjing felt Ding Heng's trust in her and nodded vigorously, her little face full of solemnity.

"clear!"