161: Chapter 160 Flipping Through the Phone Won’t Kill You 161: Chapter 160 Flipping Through the Phone Won’t Kill You “Hey, Song Yun left his phone here,” Qingluan said, holding a big iPhone.
“Should we take a look at what’s inside his phone?”
At that moment, Qingluan was like a little devil, only missing horns on her head and a tail behind her.
“We probably shouldn’t do that, it’s like peeking into someone’s privacy,” Xiao Qing shook her head firmly.
“Senior Brother Song would definitely be angry if he knew.”
“Come on, we are just taking a quick look, it’s not illegal.
Besides, this is pretty standard procedure, just like in the TV shows.
You know how those women who live with the main character always check the guy’s phone every now and then?
We’re doing the same, to prevent Song Yun from flirting around.
We must step up and fulfill our duty,” Qingluan said righteously.
Seeing Xiao Qing still hesitant, Qingluan continued to tempt her, “Just a peek won’t kill anyone.
If Song Yun comes back and dares to be mad at you, I’ll deal with him.”
Xiao Qing hesitated for a moment and after a mental struggle, she said, “Well…
alright, but let’s just have a quick look.”
“Got it, got it.” Qingluan couldn’t wait to unlock Song Yun’s phone, but frustratingly found that it was protected by a screen lock.
Could a simple screen saver stop a woman’s curiosity and love for gossip?
Qingluan gently peeled off the protective film on the phone and shone a bright light on it.
Regular swiping usually left markings on the film.
“So the password is a ‘1’, huh?
Song Yun’s IQ is really something,” Qingluan shrugged dismissively.
“Now, let’s witness a miracle.”
Excitedly unlocking the phone, Qingluan began browsing through the call history and messages, but Song Yun had a good habit of deleting all his calls right after making them—a habit he picked up abroad, which proved helpful today.
After searching several apps and finding nothing, a cloud-shaped icon caught her eye—it was the Qian Du Cloud that took over after the other streaming service shut down.
Qingluan smirked and opened it, finding quite a load of content, most of which were related to school life, like tales of a beautiful teacher’s love life, students staying over at a teacher’s place, and even a world record event with five hundred participants.
Looks like Senior Brother Song enjoys romantic movies,” Xiao Qing exclaimed, eyes wide.
“Senior Brother Song’s taste is really unique.
But what kind of world record involves five hundred people?”
Qingluan couldn’t possibly tell them that this content came from an adult site.
After all, she was a girl who, although she had sneaked a watch herself, had a reputation to maintain and couldn’t discuss such shady stuff in public.
“Hehe, Song Yun must download videos to kill time when he’s bored.
We were just watching Korean dramas a while ago,” Qingluan chuckled dryly.
“Okay, with his taste, he couldn’t have downloaded anything that interesting.
Let’s check something else.”
Qingluan closed the Qian Du Cloud and opened Song Yun’s gallery, only to find a single photo that was quite shocking—it was of Xiao Qing bathing in the afternoon, sneakily captured by Song Yun.
“Hey, why does this person’s figure look so familiar?” Qingluan mused, tilting her head.
“But Song Yun is such a pervert, taking photos of a woman bathing.
I’ll teach him a lesson when he gets back.”
Seeing the photo, Xiao Qing’s mind went blank—wasn’t that her own figure?
When was this photo taken?
Oh, it must have been that afternoon…
Did Song Yun see everything?
How would she face him in the future?
“Xiaoqing, why is your face so red?
Do you have a fever?” Qingluan turned to see Xiao Qing’s bashful expression and asked.
“Um, I do feel a little unwell,” Xiao Qing forced a smile.
“Let’s not look into Senior Brother Song’s privacy anymore; he would really be angry if he found out.”
“Alright, let’s stop.
Besides that photo, there’s nothing explosive here.
What a bummer,” Qingluan casually flung the phone onto the couch.
“But that photo does look so familiar.
I remember I still have some things to take care of, I should go home,” Xiao Qing hastily left, climbing over the wall instead of using the front door.
Song Yun was still unaware of all the commotion at home and didn’t know what kind of intense questioning awaited him upon his return.
But he knew one thing, the guy in front of him was really fat, fat to the point of being a spectacle, jiggling with every step he took.
“Hello there, young man.
I saw your performance earlier, and you were quite spectacular,” Minister Zhu approached and shook Song Yun’s hand with a smile.
“Song Yun, this is Minister Zhu from the Armed Police Department,” Wang Dong timely stepped in and clarified Minister Zhu’s identity to a perplexed Song Yun.
“Pleasure to meet you, Minister Zhu.
I’ve heard so much about you, and seeing you today, you really do look like…”
Song Yun couldn’t find the words to continue—who in his right mind could link this man to anything remotely flattering?
Describing him as a charismatic leader?
Song Yun might vomit just by saying that, especially when he remembered that the layers of fat reminded him of streaky pork.
“You really look like an official,” Song Yun was genuinely thankful for his quick thinking.
“Ha-ha, what a smooth talker you are!
Are you interested in joining our Armed Police Department?
We have excellent resources and manpower, you know,” Minister Zhu said, like a creepy old man luring a young girl, as he offered an olive branch to Song Yun.
“Sorry, I’d rather be a free spirit.
Joining the Armed Police Department would mean daily training, something I can’t handle,” Song Yun said coolly.
Minister Zhu was confused; he had humbled himself to offer this opportunity, and this little brat still acted like an expert.
Didn’t he realize how many people fought tooth and nail for a bright career?
Now that the chance was in his hands, how could he not seize it?
Perhaps the young really don’t know how to grab opportunities nowadays.