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"..."

Ye Zi\'s eyes bulged in disbelief. He snatched Song Yun\'s phone, glanced at the screen, then at Song Yun.

After a long pause, he stuttered, "I... you... Brother Song! You\'re freaking awesome!!!"

"Sister-in-law is so beautiful! Don\'t blame your brother for being inhuman, blame sister-in-law..."

Ye Zi hadn\'t even finished his sentence when he was kicked away by Song Yun.

"Honestly speaking, with sister-in-law looking like that, I feel like you\'re not worthy of her..."

"Bullshit! How am I not worthy? If someone like me isn\'t, then could you be?"

Song Yun gave Ye Zi a look of annoyance.

"What does sister-in-law do for a living?"

"Runs a company, I think."

"Damn, damn, damn! Brother Song, Big Brother Song, Lord Song!!! I\'m begging you, please teach a class! I finally get why, just a few years after graduation, you got that sports car! You\'ve snagged yourself a rich lady!" Ye Zi sat on the ground, clutching Song Yun\'s legs and wailing.

Passersby on the roadside stopped out of curiosity at the sight of two men tugging and pulling at each other in full public view.

"Do you think... they might be in a... forbidden love...?"

A fujoshi with thick glasses giggled as she looked at Song Yun and Ye Zi.

"I don\'t think so... I mean, given their build..."

The fujoshi\'s friend muttered, smacking her lips.

"But! Don\'t you think this makes it more exciting? Look at the handsome guy standing, he\'s clearly the cold but gentle seme! And the man crying on the ground, isn\'t he the perfect contrastive uke? This is true love!"

Hearing the two fujoshis\' comments about him, Song Yun was so aggravated he wanted to laugh.

"Look, look, he\'s laughing. The contrastive uke must have mollified him!"

Song Yun froze, not knowing whether to laugh or not, as if every move he made could be interpreted with complex meanings by these two women.

He couldn\'t afford to lose face. Having just shaken off the label of loser, he didn\'t want to be labeled gay, which was equally unappealing to him.

He kicked Ye Zi away and angrily got into the car.

Before, the two of them could bear the burden of being "GAY" together, but now it was all on Ye Zi alone. His face flushed as he got into the passenger seat.

"Brother Song..."

"Shut up!"

Song Yun quickly turned the steering wheel and stepped on the gas, eager to leave the trouble behind.

"Ah, they\'ve gone. Who would\'ve thought that the gentle seme is rich? Incredible! I need to go back and tell my friends about this!"

The fujoshi kept smacking her lips as she watched the sports car\'s taillights disappear.

"Brother Song, please forgive me this time... I also didn\'t know it would..."

"If you don\'t want me to suffer a hand tremor while driving and cause an accident, shut your damn mouth!" Song Yun barked, slapping the steering wheel.

"Oh... Well... Many of our college classmates stayed in Magic Capital after graduation. They\'re planning on meeting up after a while. Are you going?" Ye Zi tentatively asked.

"Who\'s organizing it?"

"Our class president, Sun Lei."

"Sure, why not, I have nothing better to do. Where are you headed later? I\'ll give you a ride."

...

Guided by Ye Zi, Song Yun had arrived at the lobby of an office building.

"I\'m off then, Song Ge. I\'ll notify you about the meeting time later," Ye Zi waved to Song Yun and hurried towards the office building. He wasn\'t a leisurely wealthy lady like Song Yun; he had to earn money to support his family.

Finally having sent off the "annoying" fellow, Song Yun drove around cluelessly, not sure where to go. When he passed by the commercial street, he thought of the bookstore he visited last time, which was a nice place to kill time.

He parked his car and casually picked up a book before heading to the second floor of the bookstore.

Meanwhile, Li Shishi sneakily followed him from behind.

Upon seeing Song Yun ascend to the second floor, she also picked up a comic book and quietly made her way there—just in time to catch a glimpse of Song Yun sitting on the sofa, lazily flipping through a book.

What\'s going on?

Song Yun was already handsome, but she suddenly realized that while he was reading, the temperament he exuded was irresistibly charming.

The sunlight cast upon Song Yun, as if endowing him with an aura that made one unable to resist approaching him for a closer encounter.

At that moment, Song Yun was completely unaware of the oddity. As he browsed through a hefty tome, suddenly a whiff of fresh fragrance wafted into his nose.

This scent was entirely different from Ye Qingqing\'s.

Ye Qingqing\'s fragrance was sweet and delightful, evoking thoughts of pleasant things, whereas this aroma seemed to refresh one\'s spirit as if bringing a cool breeze on a hot summer day.

He looked up and saw Li Shishi squatting by the side of the sofa, staring at him curiously.

"Why is it you again?" Song Yun exhaled a helpless sigh. Was he really that handsome? To the point where every woman who saw him became helplessly infatuated?

"Hehe, we didn\'t finish our conversation last time, you know. This proposal was actually Qing Qing\'s idea~"

"Shut up..." Song Yun put down the book, leaned back on the soft sofa, and said with a twist of the mouth.

"Hehe, oh great literary scholar, I had no idea you were so well-read—like a true professor."

Not at all feeling out of place, Li Shishi sat down next to Song Yun, grinned, and kept her gaze on him, "Teacher Song, what do you teach? Can I join your late-night tutorial sessions~"

"..."

If it weren\'t for the fear of Li Shishi following him all the way home, he would have already run off.

Just listen to what this woman is saying!

How was he supposed to respond? Could they still manage a normal conversation???

"If you keep talking like this, I\'ll turn around and leave," Song Yun warned, seriously stopping Li Shishi as she moved closer.

"Really? I don\'t believe you!"

Without another word, Song Yun picked up his book and left.

Li Shishi watched Song Yun\'s retreating figure and secretly giggled. This man was simply too fun to tease, she couldn\'t help but want to play with him.

But speaking of which, a gentleman like Song Yun... how possible! Miss Li had always had tremendous faith in her charm; she didn\'t believe there were cats that didn\'t steal fish. If there were, they just weren\'t tempting enough!

...

On the other side, Song Yun left the bookstore and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Li Shishi hadn\'t followed.

He broke into a run towards his car and quickly drove away.

Once home, he took a shower, lounged in his bathrobe, and chatted with Ye Qingqing on and off in bed, only to realize that Ye Qingqing seemed to admire him even more than before. What was the reason for this? Could it really confirm the old saying: absence makes the heart grow fonder?

After chatting for a while, Ye Qingqing had to prepare for a land auction and hung up the call.

"President, President Zhou is here and wants to discuss that piece of land with you. Will you see him?" Mo Li knocked and inquired.

"Hmph! These people are like sharks that see blood now, all wanting a piece of the action. But the cake belonging to Ye Qingqing—is it something anyone can just meddle with?" Ye Qingqing said coldly, "Prepare the meeting room, we\'ll meet him!"