Ye Qingqing heard this, and didn't insist further. After all, in front of others, Song Yun's dignity had to be fully respected. If Song Yun failed to come up with something later, she planned to just drag her brother Song Yun away.
The man looked at Song Yun, a sardonic smile playing on his lips, "Could it be that today I've been mistaken and encountered a literary giant?"
"I wouldn't dare claim to be a literary giant, but I do have a rough understanding of some things."
Song Yun sifted through the memories in his mind, where the thoughts of countless top writers swirled.
Among them was the author of Pride and Prejudice: Jane.
"Let's start with the author. Jane was born in a small town in Austria, her father was a local vicar, and as for her education, she never actually went to school. While creating Pride and Prejudice, she probably never imagined it would break away from the old traditions of Europe's literary circles..."
Professional explanations poured forth from Song Yun's lips, causing onlookers who were there for the spectacle to break into cold sweats.
Who would have thought that this pretty boy would be so knowledgeable? His scholarly demeanor - have to say it's really quite handsome...
This was the result of Song Yun's charm bonus. As long as he was serious about doing something, he would unconsciously exude a magnetic force that drew people in.
The more the man with gold-rimmed glasses listened, the more insecure he became. His knowledge of foreign literature was limited, having only casually attended a few lectures during college out of sheer boredom and never delving deeper.
Now, hearing Song Yun's endless talk about European literary circles, he felt that the breadth of this man's knowledge might even surpass that of his college professors!
"Umm... I... I have something to take care of, I must be going..."
The man with gold-rimmed glasses knew that staying any longer would only make him the butt of the joke, so he made a hasty exit.
By this time, Ye Qingqing couldn't tear her eyes away from Song Yun. She never imagined that her brother Song Yun, not only handsome, but his knowledge was so vast! He truly was a treasure trove of a young man!
No, not right, a treasure trove of a husband!
This was just a minor incident, but after this affair, even the male colleagues who originally held grudges against Song Yun began to soften their gaze towards him. Who could truly hate a man handsome in looks, beautiful in wife, and competent in person?
And Li Shishi kept pestering Song Yun to continue discussing the sordid tales of men and women in the European literary scene, her gossipy eyes causing Song Yun no end of embarrassment.
So, seizing an opportunity, he claimed he needed to visit the restroom to finally escape the clutches of this little witch.
When Song Yun was out of sight of everyone, Li Shishi plopped down next to Ye Qingqing, laughing, "Who would have thought! You've hidden so much from me! Your brother Song Yun is so knowledgeable. He speaks with such authority, it's like he's even more impressive than my college professors!"
"That's right, but let me warn you! Don't you dare set your sights on my Song Yun!"
At that moment, Ye Qingqing's phone rang, a problem had cropped up at the company, and she stood up to take the call. Just then, Song Yun came out, and seeing only Li Shishi beside the table, he felt a huge headache coming on.
"Where is Qingqing?"
Song Yun asked, bracing himself.
"What, you're really that clingy to your wife? Or is it that you don't want to be alone with me?"
"..."
Had Ye Qingqing's best friend caught a fever? Or was she just being randy? What was she insinuating with those flirtatious words!
Seeing Song Yun fall silent, Li Shishi strategically scooted a few centimeters closer in his direction.
Spotting this, Song Yun promptly shifted a bit further away.
Thus, the two of them played a game of approach and evade – one inching closer, the other wishing to be further away.
"Stop moving! If you move any further, you'll fall to the ground!"
Li Shishi found the other's expression amusing. She had never seen someone so demure. If it were someone else, they probably would've gladly accepted her advances by now.
Brimming with the intention to tease Song Yun, Li Shishi looked up, her big eyes glistening pitifully as she pouted at Song Yun, "Why do you dislike me so much? Qingqing and I have been friends since we were little, and we made a promise to marry the same man when we were kids! By detesting me like this, does that mean you don't want to marry me?"
"....I...I have something else to do, I need to go first! When Qing Qing comes back, help me tell her..."
Song Yun fled in a panic without choosing his path.
Seeing Song Yun jogging away and pushing open the door of the coffee shop, Li Shishi covered her mouth and snickered. This man was truly interesting; she couldn't help wanting to tease him whenever she saw him.
Honestly, if he weren't her best friend's man, she probably wouldn't have been able to resist making a move on Song Yun.
About fifteen minutes later, Ye Qingqing finished dealing with the company's issues and, upon returning, found Li Shishi giggling and leaning over the table. So she asked, puzzled, "Where's Brother Song Yun?"
"He left, said he had things to do, hahaha..."
Unable to contain herself, Li Shishi spilled the beans about what she had done and her thoughts to Ye Qingqing. Seeing her best friend laugh so hard she could hardly catch her breath, Ye Qingqing was also quite helpless.
...
That evening, Song Yun had just finished his shower and came out of the bathroom.
He received a message from Ye Qingqing.
"I'm planning to buy a sports car soon, Brother Song Yun, will you come with me to check it out?"
"Sure."
"Then tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, don't miss it at your front door~"
"Don't miss it."
After replying to the message, Song Yun wiped his hair, thinking that he had never 'checked-in' at a sports car dealership before and wondered what sort of reward he would get.
Early the next morning, Song Yun got ready and stood at the entrance of his residential area waiting.
Just past ten o'clock, the roar of a sports car reached him from outside the complex.
It was the same dominant Lamborghini as last time, slowly pulling up in front of Song Yun.
After getting in the car, he noticed that Ye Qingqing's outfit was different from usual. Normally, Qing Qing preferred to wear somewhat formal clothes, but today she was wearing a sexy light purple bodycon dress, which outlined her figure perfectly!
Curvaceous and well-defined; the exposed skin was flawlessly white. A woman like this could dazzle anyone.
For a moment, Song Yun was stunned.
Seeing Song Yun's reaction, Ye Qingqing giggled to herself internally.
After going back last night, she had seriously considered her outfit for today. After many changes, she had felt that being married for so many days, yet not having had even the slightest physical intimacy with Brother Song Yun, she might as well take out the boldest piece of clothing from her wardrobe and try to seduce him a bit.
Today, it seems, the effect was extraordinary.
Sitting in the car for a while, Song Yun finally came to his senses.
He hurriedly explained, "I was thinking when I got in the car just now..."
"Ah? Thinking about what?"
"I was thinking that this steering wheel is really big, no no, the seats are really white... pfft pfft pfft..."
At critical times, his mouth always failed him; he really felt like slapping himself!
Watching Song Yun turn beet red and break into a sweat, Ye Qingqing burst out laughing, "Alright, alright, I'm your wife, you should look all you want with pride, I won't say a thing..."
As she spoke, a hint of pink flushed across Ye Qingqing's fair face.