515: Chapter 504 515: Chapter 504 “Brother Song, where are you and sister-in-law headed next?
Do you need us to accompany you?” The security guard followed Song Yun out, grinning as he spoke.
“No need, you guys go ahead and work.
Your sister-in-law and I are just going to grab some food and then head back,” Song Yun said.
Song Yun and the two women decided to eat at a restaurant that had good reviews online, planning to head home after the meal.
Just as the dishes were served, a figure appeared at the door.
Almost all of the male gazes in the restaurant suddenly focused on the woman, who had a figure that could rival Li Yueyue’s.
Song Yun, however, noticed that the woman had a certain air typical of a courtesan, with a conspicuous gap between her legs, a clear result of frequent sexual activity.
The woman walked in, stood at the entrance looking around, and when she spotted Li Yueyue and Liu Ran, her expression hesitated for a moment, her pupils contracted, and she stared at them both with some hostility for quite a while before she casually chose an empty seat, placed her bag on the table, and took out her cellphone to start playing.
Seeing Li Yueyue grinding her teeth in anger, Song Yun couldn’t help but laugh and asked, “What’s wrong, do you know this person?”
“Of course!
She’s from our class,” Li Yueyue narrowed her eyes and spoke resentfully as she looked at the woman.
“Well, I may not go to school often, but how come I don’t know about such a person?
Do you have a grudge against her or something?
Tell Brother Song, I’ll help you get revenge.”
“Hmpf, the other day when you weren’t there, we had a fight.
She actually said that my breasts are implants, pfft!
She should take a look in the mirror at herself, dressing so provocatively every day, trying to seduce someone.
If you ask me, hers are the implants, likely to deflate with a single poke!”
“Ha-ha, no matter what, they can’t be like inflatable dolls,” laughed Song Yun.
“Alright, no need to get so worked up over such a trivial matter.
I ordered all your favorite dishes today, so eat up.”
“Hmpf, just thinking of her face makes me angry,” Li Yueyue stuffed her mouth angrily while mumbling complaints, resembling a hamster desperately cramming food into its mouth.
Just as Song Yun and Liu Ran were steering the conversation elsewhere, that woman actually walked up to their dining table in her high heels, looked at Li Yueyue’s angry demeanor, and sneered, “Oh, isn’t this Li Yueyue?
How come someone as precious as you is also sitting here eating?”
“Qi Yu!
It’s none of your business where I choose to dine!” Li Yueyue retorted hotly.
“I really thought that all you young ladies would only eat in those star-rated restaurants.
Turns out even you would come to such a small place,” Qi Yu mocked.
“Shut up,” Song Yun turned his head and said softly.
“Being foul-mouthed is not a good habit.
I’m right, aren’t I, Qi Yu?”
“Who are you?
Song Yun?
The current top boyfriend in the school rankings?” Qi Yu paused for a moment when she saw Song Yun, then asked with some enthusiasm.
“I am Song Yun, but whether I’m popular in school or not, I have no idea,” Song Yun replied indifferently.
“Ha-ha-ha, Song Yun, I’ve really discovered that we have quite the fate.
When I used to go, you wouldn’t come; now that I’ve stopped going, you start to show up.
I must say, we’re like the north and south poles of a magnet.”
“Who’s like a pole with you?” Li Yueyue wrapped her arm around Song Yun’s and scolded, “Shameless!
Didn’t you see his two companions already sitting here?
And you’re still trying to seduce other men.”
Just as Qi Yu was about to retort, she saw from the corner of her eye the person she had arranged to meet had arrived, so she didn’t say much else and hurried back to her seat.
After this slight disturbance, Song Yun got up to go to the bathroom.
Just as he finished smoking a cigarette and came out, he saw Qi Yu standing at the bathroom entrance.
Could it be that this woman also wanted to peep in the men’s restroom?
Song Yun, puzzled, walked past her when Qi Yu stopped him.
“Mr.
Song, I didn’t expect you to play so freely,” Qi Yu covered her mouth and chuckled softly.
“Not only do you have two beauties like Li Yueyue and Liu Ran in your hands, but you also have good female friends on the outside.”
“Then what?
I don’t think I’m familiar with you.
And I’m not some Mr.
Song, just an ordinary person,” said Song Yun, raising an eyebrow.
“How could someone who’s involved with so many beautiful women not be a playboy?” giggled Qi Yu.
“The last time I was at Huangquan Bar, I saw you in your full glory.”
“Heh, if you just came to tell me this, then you can leave.”
“Of course not.” Qi Yu walked behind Song Yun, resting her hands on his shoulders, and said in a seductive tone, “What if Li Yueyue and Liu Ran found out about this?
Would they get angry enough to break up with you?
I’m different, I play just as well.
I could serve you along with your other women.”
“If Li Yueyue was to know about this, what do you think would happen?” Qi Yu’s eyes piercingly fixated on Song Yun.
“The two of them are as close as sisters, sharing a man is not a big deal, but what if suddenly someone else tries to get involved?
Would they allow it?”
“Heh, my affairs are not your concern.
You would do well to take care of your own business first.
You’re so good at seduction, you shouldn’t be lacking men,” Song Yun scoffed.
“No, I’m single right now,” Qi Yu said somewhat flustered.
“Song Yun, the reason I followed you today was to tell you one thing—I like you.
Let’s be together.”
What the heck?
Song Yun froze on the spot.
Was this woman’s brain overheated and fried?
Why was she so confident to approach him?
It wasn’t that Song Yun looked down on her, but if a girl doesn’t understand self-strength, self-love, self-respect, then nobody can help her.
“Sorry, I don’t think you understand me very well.
I don’t like you, and we’ve only met once,” Song Yun touched his nose and said, “Besides, we are impossible.”
“Why not?
We are like magnets, you the positive pole and I the negative.
Though we can’t touch each other, once we stick together, no one can separate us.” Qi Yu became agitated, frantically clutching at Song Yun’s sleeve.
“Moreover, I play more openly than Li Yueyue and the others.
They won’t agree to a ménage à trois with you, will they?
I can.
I can play more.
As long as you’re happy, that’s what matters.”
Good lord, all Song Yun wanted was to quickly shake off this nearly insane woman.
Damn, a ménage à trois and more sounded so fluid coming out of her mouth; she must play quite often.
What if she contracted some disease—what then?