Song Yan Ning glanced at the money in Jiang Weiwei’s hand and gave Qin Yushen a mischievous look.
Qin Yushen smiled helplessly and his gaze coldly swept towards Jiang Weiwei, "Stop following us, or else don’t blame me for being rude." After speaking, he grabbed Song Yan Ning’s hand and walked ahead.
Qin Yushen’s icy tone, coupled with his winter-cold stare, sent a chill down Jiang Weiwei’s spine. She couldn’t help but rub her arms. Even though it was midsummer, she felt as if she had suddenly returned to winter.
"Do you want to get on the boat?" The staff arranging tourists on the boat saw Jiang Weiwei unresponsive and asked.
Jiang Weiwei came to her senses and let out a long sigh, looking at Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen, who had already boarded the boat and left the dock. She shook her head in disappointment, "I won’t take the boat." She had wanted to get on the boat just to get to know that young man, but she hadn’t managed to get his phone number, let alone know his name.
Qin Yushen saw Song Yan Ning constantly looking at him and hooked a teasing smile on his lips, bending down closer to her, "Do you think I’m very handsome? Do you feel your heart fluttering?"
Song Yan Ning gave Qin Yushen an incredulous look, "You really have thick skin. I was just thinking, I’ve found a business opportunity to make money. Should I seize it?"
"What opportunity?" Qin Yushen asked curiously, raising an eyebrow.
Song Yan Ning looked Qin Yushen up and down, a sly smile spreading across her face, "You see, when you just stood over there, girls gave me money. What if I sold your phone number, photos, and schedule to those girls who secretly love you? I could make a fortune, right?"
Qin Yushen shook his head with a wry smile, "For such a little amount of money, would you really sell me out?" His assets were enough for many lifetimes, and she herself was quite wealthy, a true heiress.
"What’s there to hesitate about? Making money is the most important thing!" Song Yan Ning looked at Qin Yushen’s sullen expression and couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Watching Song Yan Ning’s beautiful laughing face and hearing her bell-like laughter, Qin Yushen’s smile deepened as well. He couldn’t resist reaching out to run his fingers through her soft hair. Every time he was with her, he felt incredibly relaxed and happy.
Not far away, on a stone bridge, a photographer was taking pictures. Seeing the scene on the boat, his eyes lit up, and his fingers quickly pressed the shutter several times to capture the moment.
He had never seen such good-looking people before. It was a pity that they were on the boat; otherwise, he would definitely approach them to take more pictures. Little did he know that years later, he would have the honor of becoming their wedding photographer, a job that boosted his career in the photography industry.
"Do you want some ice cream?" Qin Yushen noticed an ice cream shop ahead and, thinking that little girls like ice cream, he asked.
"Mhm," Song Yan Ning nodded.
Qin Yushen smiled and took Song Yan Ning’s hand as they walked toward the ice cream shop.
Perhaps due to the hot weather and the air conditioning inside, the ice cream shop was particularly bustling. The seats inside were all taken, and even the steps by the window sill were full of people.
"What flavor do you want?" Qin Yushen looked at the price list and turned to Song Yan Ning.
"Strawberry," Song Yan Ning said offhandedly, picking a flavor. She rarely ate sweets and wasn’t particular about the flavor.
Jiang Weiwei, sitting in a corner, was eating her ice cream when she spotted Qin Yushen and Song Yan Ning walk in. Her eyes suddenly lit up. She hadn’t expected to run into them—it was such a coincidence.
She stood up and waved towards Song Yan Ning, "Little sister, I have a seat here." She could tell that the handsome young man was very fond of his sister. If she offered her seat to his sister, he would surely take a liking to her, making it easy for her to get his phone number and perhaps more later.
Song Yan Ning spotted Jiang Weiwei and curved the corners of her lips. It really was quite a coincidence to run into her again.
Seeing that Song Yan Ning hadn’t come over, Jiang Weiwei grew anxious. The place was crowded, and if she left her seat, it would be snatched up in a heartbeat, ruining all her plans. The girl looked sharp—why was she acting so clueless?
Qin Yushen came over with two ice creams, handing one of the strawberry ice creams to Song Yan Ning.
Song Yan Ning took the ice cream and glanced at Jiang Weiwei with a mischievous smile, then looked at Qin Yushen, "Your admirer is calling you. Are you going over?"
Qin Yushen grabbed Song Yan Ning’s hand and headed outside, "It’s too crowded in here." The little girl was up to her tricks again, and he wasn’t going to fall for them.
When Jiang Weiwei saw Qin Yushen and Song Yan Ning leaving, she was dumbfounded. By the time she reacted and chased after them, they were already out of sight.
"Is it good?" Qin Yushen asked with a smile, noticing some ice cream on her lips. He reached out to wipe it off.
Song Yan Ning, surprised by his action, turned and looked at him incredulously, "It’s okay." Wasn’t he supposed to be a severe germophobe?
"Let me taste it." Qin Yushen lowered his head and took a bite from the ice cream in Song Yan Ning’s hand, squinting his eyes, "Mmm, it’s really good."
Song Yan Ning looked at Qin Yushen, who seemed quite satisfied, then back at her ice cream, feeling conflicted. To eat or not to eat? If she ate it, wouldn’t that somewhat indirectly be like... and if she didn’t, this sly guy might have other tricks up his sleeve.
"It’s about to melt, hurry up and eat," Qin Yushen urged with a grin.
As Song Yan Ning hesitated about whether to eat it, she heard Qin Yushen continue, "Don’t you flavor? Try mine, it’s also very tasty."
As he spoke, he already had his ice cream near her lips.
Song Yan Ning glanced at the ice cream Qin Yushen had brought to her mouth. She knew this guy was up to no good.
Qin Yushen watched Song Yan Ning, a fox-like smile twinkling in his gaze. He had to get her used to him, to fully accept him.
"No thanks, I’ll stick with this one," Song Yan Ning glared at Qin Yushen, lifted her own ice cream, and took a big bite. Why did she feel an urge to bite Qin Yushen?
Although disappointed that Song Yan Ning hadn’t tried his ice cream, Qin Yushen couldn’t help but let a doting smile spread across his face upon seeing her puffed-up angry little face. His girl was just too cute— he really wanted to pinch her cheek.