267: Chapter 256: Planning Yu Hang 267: Chapter 256: Planning Yu Hang Looking at the sky, it was getting late, Song Yun instructed Meng Ku to complete the task well, then took a taxi to the courtyard house.
Returning to the courtyard house, it was already 10 p.m., and the women were still waiting in the living room for Song Yun as usual.
Seeing Song Yun return safe and sound, they dispersed one after another.
Looking at Xiao Qing sitting on the sofa with a hesitant expression, Song Yun walked over with a smile and asked, “It’s already 10 o’clock now, aren’t you going to sleep for beauty rest?”
“Senior Brother Song, I want to ask you for a favor,” Xiao Qing said plaintively, lifting her head to look at Song Yun.
“Oh?
What is it?
Tell me about it.” Song Yun settled next to Xiao Qing with a beaming smile and said, “If it’s about going back to Yu Hang with you, I’d be happy to oblige.”
“Ah?” Xiao Qing exclaimed with a flushed face, “You already knew?”
“Yes, I went out today just for this matter.
When I brought you back to the courtyard house after school, I noticed your sister was still following me.
Then I found an excuse to go out and deal with your sister, but who knew it would lead to a big secret, a secret you’ve hidden from me for quite a long time.” Song Yun chuckled and continued, “Lately, I’ve noticed you haven’t been happy even when you smile, it’s a bitter smile.
How has such a beauty turned into a Lin Daiyu?”
“I’m not Lin Daiyu,” Xiao Qing muttered softly.
“Yes, we definitely wouldn’t want to be that short-lived ghost, who in the end didn’t even capture Jia Baoyu’s heart,” Song Yun said.
“Now that I know everything about your situation, what do you want me to do?
Tell me your plan.”
“That…” Xiao Qing became coy and it took her a while before she bravely said with her lips lightly parting, “I want you to pretend to be my boyfriend.”
“Pfft!”
Song Yun was drinking water and unexpectedly spewed it out.
He had originally thought Xiao Qing would ask for something like investing in his family’s business, but he never guessed it would be to play her boyfriend, which was a tad more challenging.
Abroad, Song Yun had played the roles of a policeman, a soldier, a teacher, and even, damn it, a male nurse, but he had never pretended to be someone’s boyfriend.
Song Yun wiped the water from the corner of his mouth and said, “How did you come up with the idea of me pretending to be your boyfriend?”
“Oh dear, I knew you wouldn’t agree.
I’m going to sleep now.” Xiao Qing’s face turned as red as a ripe apple, irresistibly tempting.
Watching Xiao Qing rise to leave, Song Yun quickly grasped her hand and tenderly pulled her into his embrace with a naughty smile, “I didn’t say I wouldn’t agree; I just wanted to ask why you thought of having me pretend to be your boyfriend.”
Xiao Qing, clearly not used to such close contact with a man, buried her face in Song Yun’s chest and murmured, “It’s the only way, they want me to go on blind dates, want me to marry into a wealthy family, but if I have a boyfriend, they’ll surely give up on the idea.”
This young lady is still too naive, Song Yun thought as he stroked her beautiful black hair.
Big families won’t easily abandon their plans for just one person; they’d eliminate the unforeseen obstacle using force and proceed as planned.
If Song Yun accompanied Xiao Qing to Yu Hang, he would surely become a tough and unwanted stone, and the Xiao Family would undoubtedly scheme to get rid of him.
A political marriage usually benefits both families involved.
If their profits were threatened, they would surely fight back.
But what could he do?
Since Xiao Qing was part of the villa’s residents, albeit not yet his woman, he didn’t mind her becoming so in the future.
If you bully me, at most, I’ll ignore you, but if you bully my woman, sorry, we won’t meet again until the Yellow Springs, it’s either your death or mine—that was Song Yun’s simplest way of doing things.
Compared to schemes, Song Yun preferred to speak with strength, but now it was different.
He was at the center of a maelstrom, and one wrong move could mean being swallowed whole.
He certainly didn’t want to see these young ladies mourning at his grave with their new boyfriends in the future.
If that happened, he’d be so angry he’d jump right out of his grave.
How much he wanted to be the naive young man abroad, dealing with his own affairs, with a think tank plotting strategies, requiring no thinking on his part.
In contrast, now he was steering the ship of power, with people boarding and others leaving as they couldn’t cope.
And occasionally, when encountering other ships, there’d be battles—he felt that if he spent his whole life amidst conspiracies, he’d die young.
After setting the date, Xiao Qing hopped back to her own courtyard, obviously very happy, having relieved herself of the burden that had troubled her for a long time, though shifting it onto Song Yun’s shoulders.
Whether carrying it alone or together, the burden was no less heavy.
Song Yun felt like a spring, the more fate tried to crush him, the more he would spring back surprisingly in the future.
He didn’t rush off to bed but pulled out paper and pen from under the coffee table to start sketching and writing, assessing the dangers of the trip to Yu Hang.
He listed all possibilities and began to look for solutions right away.
Early the next morning, Song Yun visited the Shura Alliance, intending first to see what solutions Zhao Yan might have, or at least to have some support while he was in Yu Hang so he wouldn’t be kicked around like a stray dog.
Upon arrival at the headquarters and entering Zhao Yan’s office, he found her deeply focused on reviewing documents, not even looking up when he entered.
After laying out the whole situation to her, Zhao Yan’s gaze towards him changed, holding a somewhat indescribable feeling.
Song Yun didn’t bother to ask, having already laid out all the issues.
The rest was up to Zhao Yan.
After warning her not to return home and to find a place to stay for the time being, he left the office under her puzzled gaze.
Just outside, he bumped into Su Shan, seeing her in her OL (office lady) uniform, he stroke his chin and said with a mischievous smile, “Have you made up your mind?”
“Mm, I started my internship a while ago, and now my understanding of the bar is advancing.
Of course, from what they say, I also found out—I had no idea that someone who seemed so approachable could have such a deep background,” Su Shan said, covering her mouth with a laugh.