Yin Fusheng

Chapter 183 - 183 182 They All Keep Me


183: Chapter 182: They All Keep Me 183: Chapter 182: They All Keep Me Sure enough, when the man in the suit was trying to take advantage of Xiao Qing, Qingluan caught him and grabbed his collar, demanding, “What were you trying to do to my friend just now?”


“What could I possibly do?


I was just having a heated conversation with that lady,” the man in the suit said with a you’re-mistreating-me look.


“Bullshit, I clearly saw you harassing my friend, who didn’t even want to respond.


Let me tell you, I’ve seen too many of your kind.


Get lost, as far as you can,” Qingluan waved her hand, and the man was thrown more than ten meters away like a rubber ball.


“Damn, and here I was wondering how you could be so well-prepared to smoke with me; turns out you’ve got an expert among your women,” Shen Yan’s eyes nearly popped out, marveling at how violently this woman could throw a man over six feet tall with one hand.


“Not bad, not bad, but generally, this kind of rose isn’t to be touched,” Song Yun chuckled dryly.


“You should know what could happen if someone gets displeased and slaps you in the face.”


“You’re amazing, bro.


I admit defeat,” Shen Yan glanced at the suit-clad man lying on the ground and swallowed before saying, “I really don’t know what you used to tame such a wild horse.”


“It’s all personal charm, which you guys can’t learn,” Song Yun flirtatiously flicked his head and said, “Since we’re getting along so well and haven’t boarded the plane yet, why don’t you bring over your female companion for a chat?”


After agreeing, Shen Yan went to fetch his female companion, while Song Yun returned to the three women.


He sat down next to Qingluan and reluctantly said, “Qingluan, not everything outside needs to be solved with violence, you should try some gentler methods.”


“Oh?


Like using my feet?” Qingluan sneered.


“Just now you failed to act as a man should, instead watching the excitement; you think I didn’t see?”


“Um… I just ran into a good friend, and I’ll introduce him to you in a moment.”


As they were talking about Shen Yan, he came over with two beautiful women.


These women had top-notch figures and young, innocent faces like middle-school girls.


But they could only be considered first-class.


Song Yun’s three women each had their own stunning beauty, any of whom could turn heads on their own.


If there were to be a competition, Shen Yan’s companions were clearly the more adventurous.


“Let me introduce to you, these are my companions, A Qin and Ayin,” Shen Yan introduced, and the two beauties greeted Song Yun.


Song Yun nodded politely and said, “The one in the dress is Qingluan, idly playing with her phone over there is Xiao Qing, and looking at me with those pitiful eyes is Li Shishi.”


Li Shishi stood up and fiercely kicked Song Yun’s ankle, angrily saying, “What do you mean ‘pitiful eyes’?


Do I look pitiful to you?”


“Not at all, it’s just that your eyes are rather special, giving a heart-fluttering feeling with just one glance,” Song Yun explained.


“Hello, beautiful ladies, my name is Shen Yan.


I’m also traveling to hn, and I hope we can help each other along the way,” Shen Yan said cheerily.


“Song Yun, you’re quite lucky with the ladies!


I’ve also studied Zhou Yi for a couple of days, shall I calculate something for you?”


“Forget it, I don’t believe in that stuff,” Song Yun shrugged.


“You’ve got three lines on your hand, a life line, a career line, and a marriage line, which pretty much determine a person’s fate.


But the most important thing isn’t these lines; it’s that you hold your destiny in your own hands every time you make a fist.”


“That’s pretty philosophical, but you can’t deny our ancestors left us something useful for thousands of years.


I’ve seen some higher-ups really respect this,” Shen Yan laughed.


“Since you don’t believe, I won’t be shamelessly following you around offering to read your fortune.


Have you got a place to stay in hn yet?


You know it’s the October holiday now, and rooms are fully booked.”


“Of course, we’ve already booked two presidential suites with ocean views before coming.


Dammit, a room normally costs seven to eight hundred at most, but because of the October 1st holiday, they’ve jacked up the price by hundreds,” Song Yun complained angrily.


“I mean, isn’t it better to just rest at home during October 1st?


Why does everyone rush out like they’re on steroids, making it so crowded everywhere?”


“Hehe, it’s just the government’s policy.


On holidays, all the expressways are toll-free, so more people travel,” Shen Yan said, sitting across from Song Yun.


“Anyway, you’re also out playing during October 1st, aren’t you complaining about the pot calling the kettle black?”


“Ah, if I could, I’d rather stay at home during October 1st, but circumstances forced me,” Song Yun thought of that RB woman and felt terribly anxious.


Although Second Grandpa had instructed the chief butler to help drive the woman away from Sunan City, that could only fend her off temporarily.


What if she showed up at the door once the butler returned?


Seeing the worry in Song Yun’s eyes, Shen Yan patted his shoulder earnestly and said, “Some things you can’t avoid must be faced bravely.


You should know that despite the vast world, finding someone with status is still quite easy.”


“How do you know I’m someone with status?” Song Yun cockily flipped his hair and said.


“That’s so obvious, hanging out with three top-notch beauties.


If you were just an average joe, I’d unscrew my head and kick it around as a ball for you,” Shen Yan looked disdainfully at Song Yun.


“Not to mention the luxury they demand, just going out for a meal each month must cost a pretty penny, can a normal person afford that?”


“Ah, to tell you the truth, I actually let them roam free; they pay for their own meals, and we go Dutch when we go out,” Song Yun said mysteriously.


“Actually, these three beauties are all wealthy women; usually, they’re the ones keeping me.”


“Holy shit, you have it that good?” Shen Yan exclaimed in surprise.


“Damn, not spending a dime, and the women even throw money at you; why doesn’t such a good deal ever come my way?


Ask my companions what they need a month to maintain them – they must have designer bags, occasionally dine in a French Restaurant, and choose a special gift for their birthdays; God, the annual cost for the two sums up to this much.”


Thinking for a moment, Shen Yan held up three fingers, and Song Yun exclaimed, “You mean three hundred thousand?


That expensive?”