Inside the car, Yan Ke looked at Zhuang Xiyue as she chatted with Yun Ya for a few moments before they both headed toward the car. He whispered to Yan Song, "Brother, Mom likes Sister Yun Ya so much, even if she found out about you two dating, she would probably be happy about it, right? So why do you still have to sneak around?"
Yan Song’s face remained cold, and he said nothing.
He, too, was curious as to why.
Yan Ke raised his eyebrows with a light chuckle, "Actually, I guess I know the answer."
Yan Song gave him a glance.
Yan Ke giggled, "Both of you are minors—it’s puppy love. Our old stick-in-the-mud mom would definitely try to beat the lovebirds apart. No matter how much she likes Sister Yun Ya, she can’t outweigh her own son, right? So, underground romance it is until both of you are adults. Then everything will fall into place naturally, and mom won’t have any reason to object."
Yan Song thought to himself that the little rascal had finally said something clever.
Little Brother Yan’s eyes rolled around, "Brother, don’t worry. I’ll cover for you in the future, and I’ll make sure Mom never finds out."
Yan Song cast him a sideways glance, scoffed, and said, "Spit it out, what do you want?"
Yan Ke burst out, "What else can I have in mind by helping my own brother? Brother, how can you think so poorly of me? It really breaks your little brother’s heart."
Yan Song snorted in response.
At this moment, the car door opened, and Yun Ya then Zhuang Xiyue got in, one after the other.
The car was a seven-seater, with two rows in the back. Yan Song and Yan Ke sat in the very last row, leaving the two seats in front of them empty.
Yun Ya turned her head to Yan Ke and Yan Song, nodding with a smile, "Brother Yan, Little Brother Yan, it’s been so long since we’ve seen each other."
Yan Ke greeted her with a beaming smile, "Sister Yun Ya, you’ve become even more beautiful than when I last saw you."
Yan Song glanced at Yun Ya and lowered his eyelashes, his face screaming ’stay away from me.’
Indeed, it had been a long time—just two hours to be exact.
Zhuang Xiyue glared at Yan Song, "Yun Ya is greeting you and you don’t even have the manners to respond."
Yun Ya tugged at her sleeve, "Aunt Zhuang, it’s okay. Brother Yan must be tired from his exams. Let’s not disturb him and let him rest peacefully."
Zhuang Xiyue said, "Yun Ya, you really are a considerate and kind girl."
Yun Ya’s cheeks grew warm, and fearing she was overheating, Zhuang Xiyue hurried her to sit down, unscrewing the water bottle to give her a drink.
Zhuang Xiyue mentioned the name of Yan Nanmo’s secretary, and the waiter immediately led the four of them to a private room on the second floor with respect.
Yan Ke, arm-in-arm with Zhuang Xiyue, walked in front, with Yun Ya and Yan Song trailing behind.
Yan Song moved closer to Yun Ya. Seeing that there was no one around and Yan Ke was saying something to Zhuang Xiyue that made her laugh heartily, he sneakily took hold of Yun Ya’s hand.
Yun Ya wanted to withdraw her hand, but Yan Song held on so tightly. Anxiously, she glanced at Zhuang Xiyue’s back up ahead and whispered, "Brother Yan, you’re crazy, let go quickly."
Yan Song arched his brows, "Won’t let go."
Yun Ya was helpless, "Brother Yan, stop it. If Aunt Zhuang finds out, we’re both done for."
Yan Song felt a bit suffocated inside. He knew that Yun Ya was hiding their relationship from Zhuang Xiyue with the best of intentions, yet he couldn’t help feeling uncomfortable, sneaking around as if they were thieves.
Around the corner up ahead, the figures of Yan Ke and Zhuang Xiyue disappeared. Yan Song suddenly pushed Yun Ya against the wall, bowed his head, and sealed her lips with his own, twisting and turning passionately.
Initially struggling, Yun Ya soon could do nothing but comply.
Provoking him at this moment would lead him to do god knows what.
"Brother, what are you two dawdling back there for?" Yan Ke came back around the corner and poked his head out, catching the two in the midst of their impassioned kiss, and inhaled a sharp breath.
In broad daylight, they were already this desperate?
He clicked his tongue twice and heard Zhuang Xiyue’s voice, "What’s the matter? Where’s Yun Ya? Why hasn’t she caught up yet?"
Yan Ke stuck his tongue out at the pair, then hurried back to Zhuang Xiyue, "Sister Yun Ya’s shoelace came undone, so she’s tying it now. This place is one my brother frequents; let’s go in first."
Their voices faded into the distance, and Yun Ya, mustering all her strength, pushed him away and glared at him angrily, "If you keep this up, I’m not talking to you anymore."
Yan Song wiped his lips with his hand, smiled at Yun Ya with a somewhat wicked grin, "Not talking to me? Could you really bear that?"
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Thinking about Brother Yan leaving soon and possibly not seeing each other for a long time, a wave of sadness washed over her. These rules, to hell with them.
"Of course I can’t bear it," Yun Ya pouted, "but that doesn’t give you the right to bully me whenever you want."
Yan Song tilted up her chin, "Me, bully you? Didn’t you enjoy it a bit?"