627: Chapter 616 627: Chapter 616 “Yes,” Song Yun nodded, but deep down he understood clearly that Li Xu must have known about the incident from years ago and was probably trying to smooth things over.
As for whether Song Yun would actually let it go, no one knew.
“Then I hope you enjoy yourselves,” Li Xu said, glancing at Chen Yaojing, “Yaojing, if you want to come back, you can come to me.” After saying that, he turned and walked down the stairs while Boss Li summoned a few men from outside to carry the person foaming at the mouth downstairs.
Song Yun was amazed.
What kind of magic did Chen Yaojing possess that even after all that, Li Xu still couldn’t let go of her?
She looked just like an average beauty, and what’s more, she seemed rather superficial.
Could it be that men nowadays prefer that type of woman?
“Song Yun, thanks a lot,” Shen Yan patted Song Yun on the shoulder, “Just now, I also wanted to tear those bastards’ arms off, but…”
“No need to say more, I know,” Song Yun grinned, “But dude, you really should learn some moves.
Always getting beaten up isn’t cool.”
“Hmph, you don’t understand,” Shen Yan scoffed, seemingly oblivious to Song Yun’s mocking smile, “Someone like me, with my status, disdains getting their hands dirty.
I just call over some lackeys, and naturally someone will take bullets for me.
Only an idiot would bother fighting.”
“Then how come you got beaten like a dog just now?” Song Yun said maliciously.
“This…It’s because I was in the wrong,” Shen Yan shivered inexplicably at the sight of Song Yun’s face.
“Man, I should have let Li Xu drag you downstairs for a live show,” Song Yun shook his head in annoyance.
“Damn, are we still brothers!” they joked around while Wang Xiong and others came over, “Shen Yan, just now…”
“No need to explain, I understand,” Shen Yan said with a smile, draping an arm around Wang Xiong’s shoulder, “In impossible situations, even if you guys insisted on it, I wouldn’t have let you do it.
We all have businesses to run, can’t be impulsive.”
Wang Xiong sighed, “Let’s just forget about it and go get some drinks.
By the way, Song Yun, I had no idea you were so legendary!
The Beijing Song Family, I’ve heard bits and pieces about it!
That’s a family with centuries of tradition!”
Song Yun shook his head and didn’t speak.
At this moment, a young girl approached him, her face flushed with excitement as she grabbed Song Yun’s hand, “Sir, how can you be so handsome?”
Seeing the obviously infatuated woman, Song Yun proudly said, “Actually, I’ve always been low-key.”
“Yeah, yeah, I get it!!
Brother Yun, you don’t mind me calling you that, right?
Oh, can you give me an autograph?” The young girl somehow produced a pen and handed it to Song Yun.
“Who are you?” Song Yun asked, curious.
“This…is my cousin Wang Qingzhao, I brought her out to gain some experience…” Wang Xiong said grudgingly.
“Your cousin, huh?
Then she’s not an outsider, but…where should I sign?” Song Yun’s gaze roamed across Wang Qingzhao’s ample chest as he spoke.
“Sign on my clothes,” Wang Qingzhao smiled, slightly lifting the hem of her shirt, motioning for Song Yun to sign there.
“Ah, that spot isn’t obvious.
I think here would stand out more, looks good!” Song Yun pointed at Wang Qingzhao’s chest, jokingly.
Unexpectedly, Wang Qingzhao pondered for a moment then nodded, “Alright!
This spot is indeed quite noticeable.”
Song Yun was stunned—this was Wang Xiong’s cousin!
Although he had only met Wang Xiong last night, as the saying goes, one shouldn’t eat the grass by their own nest, but…this probably didn’t count as grass by his own nest, did it?
Thinking this, a playful smile appeared on Song Yun’s lips, “Alright then, here, let big brother sign for you.” As he spoke, he prepared to sign his name on Wang Qingzhao’s chest.
“Song Yun!” Just then, Li Yueyue suddenly spoke up.
Stunned, Song Yun noticed Li Yueyue looking at him with a peculiar expression.
“Isn’t this Wang Xiong’s cousin?
How awkward is this for you?” Li Yueyue whispered.
“This…” Song Yun hesitated.
“If it were me, seeing a beast wanting to take my sister away, I’d fight to the death to kill that beast,” Li Yueyue said darkly.
Song Yun felt a chill run down his spine, vaguely seeing the deep threat in Li Yueyue’s eyes.
He laughed dryly, “Wang Xiong’s cousin, why would I have any wrong thoughts?
Wang Xiong’s cousin is my cousin too.
You’re overthinking it.
Come on, Qingzhao, let’s just sign on your back.”
“That’s fine.” Wang Qingzhao turned around, her back facing Song Yun.
Since it was summer and quite hot, Wang Qingzhao was only wearing a thin T-shirt, which outlined the pink strap underneath, even more visible from behind.
Song Yun muttered to himself ‘no peeking without permission,’ and signed his full name on the back of Wang Qingzhao’s shirt, not knowing that this autograph would lead to a tragic event.
At this moment, on a plane from Beijing to Sunan, Mao Shan, looking tired, was sitting next to Xu Hongxing.
“Mao Shan, the matter of your grandpa is settled now.
Those old men’s coup didn’t get what they wanted, probably will be quiet for a while,” Xu Hongxing told Mao Shan, “I will prepare a few potions for you during this time; you need to keep training hard!
Your brother Song Yun is already close to making it to the War God List.”
“Understood, Grandpa,” Mao Shan nodded firmly, “After this trip home, I will definitely train hard!”
“That’s good.” Xu Hongxing smiled and closed his eyes, slowly drifting to sleep.
Shen Yan’s vitality and resilience to beatings were incredibly fierce; even with his mouth bleeding, he remained calm, drinking with Song Yun and others.
Chen Yaojing, acting as if nothing had happened, occasionally toasted Song Yun, but her eyes had a slightly odd and perhaps provocative look.
Song Yun felt it was better not to provoke such a godlike figure lest he end up getting shot like Shen Yan.
Li Yueyue was highly effective as Song Yun’s shield, blocking Chen Yaojing’s electric gaze and reflecting it back, leaving Chen Yaojing despondently injured.
“Shen Yan, are you alright?” Song Yun hooked his arm around Shen Yan’s neck and asked.
“I’m fine, what could be wrong?” Shen Yan pulled a wry smile, “Dammit, my back’s a bit sore.”
“Want to get it checked out?” Wang Xiong also joined in.
“No need, it’s not like I’ve never been beaten before.
I’ve been getting beaten by my dad since I was a kid, this little injury isn’t…” Shen Yan’s expression suddenly changed, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
“Holy shit, you’re injured internally and still saying it’s nothing?
We need to get you to a hospital right now!” Song Yun hastily picked up Shen Yan and rushed down the stairs, followed by the others.
“Song Yun, don’t do anything stupid,” Shen Yan looked at Song Yun with firm eyes.