Chapter 327 We're All Men, Stop Pretending!
Chapter 327 We're All Men, Stop Pretending!
A few hours later, Song Yun rubbed his lower back as he trudged downstairs, wondering what had gotten into Yuan Siyi recently. She actually drooled over Ye Qingqing's belly. Can such a thing really be accomplished by one person?
No, it still required Song Yun's cooperation!
The first time Song Yun felt perfect, the second time he thought it was okay, the third he began to slightly frown, the fourth he felt it wasn't a solution, the fifth time...
Damn!!!
Couldn't women compete over things like handbags and makeup? If those weren't enough, they could just ask for gold and jewels! Whether it was millions or tens of millions, Song Yun could write the check without batting an eyelid!
But what was with this back-and-forth rivalry over children!
In the end, wasn't it him who suffered!
"Big uncle..."
Ouyang Jie, this shameless guy, lived in his house, courted his sister, and on top of that, came to annoy him!
Massaging his forehead in resignation, Song Yun said, "If you've got something to say, say it. If not, get lost!"
"Well... tonight I'd like to take Xiao Wan out for dinner..."
Ouyang Jie said in a hesitant manner.
Hearing that tone from a nearly two-meter-tall burly man, Song Yun really felt like hitting someone!
"Why the hell are you blushing!"
Song Yun cursed, then immediately realized, dinner? A dinner for just the two of them?
Holy shit!!!
Wasn't this kid moving a bit too fast???
"Where are you planning to go eat?"
Song Yun asked tentatively.
"Xiao Wan mentioned that there's a good barbecue place on Fu Rong Street, plus you two used to go there a lot when you were kids,"
Ouyang Jie said with a smile.
For him, having a little world of his own with Xiao Wan was more important than anything else!
Everyone knows that you have to pursue your wife! Did he really think that all men were like Song Yun? Having a bunch of beauties throw themselves at him without him lifting a finger!
No way! Absolutely not!
As Song Yun moved to go, he was blocked by Yang Yingying, Song Bu grabbed him by the neck, and Bai Qiu kicked him out!
"Wife, oh wife, it's not that your husband isn't helping you, I just can't defeat them!"
Song Yun sighed to the heavens.
He then left with Yuan Siyi, Wen Shu, and Ouyang Jie with Xiao Wan!
It took the group over an hour to drive to Fu Rong Street.
People from out of town tend to know only about the delicious foods around the Temple of the City Gods, but locals never go there, instead feeling a fondness for the small streets and alleyways.
Once they parked the car on Fu Rong Street, the two men and three women walked towards the interior, drawing quite a bit of attention, as handsome men and beautiful women weren't uncommon in the Magic Capital, but it was rare to see such a group where both looks and temperament were exceptional!
"Umm... excuse me, miss, may I have your contact information?"
A a young man in his early twenties approached with a touch of shyness and spoke to Wen Shu.
"Sorry, I don't know you."
Wen Shu said, rejecting him.
Although she had integrated into society for quite some time, the crowded places still made her feel a bit afraid every time.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not a bad person..."
The young man hadn't finished speaking when Ouyang Jie walked over impatiently and said, "Bro, didn't you hear my sister say she doesn't know you? Since that's the case, don't insist!"
Ouyang Jie's muscular build made the young man step back in slight fright.
"Fair ladies are loved by gentlemen, that's true, but my sister really isn't right for you."
Song Yun stepped forward and said with a chuckle.
The young man took one deep look at Wen Shu and left reluctantly.
Another heartsick lad has been added to the world!
After this brief interruption, they arrived at Pudgy's Barbecue.
Seated at the low table on the street, Song Yun watched the once youthful face of Brother Pudgy turn into an oily middle-aged man's and felt a sense of nostalgia.
After ordering food, Song Yun looked at the street bustling with life and felt very comfortable. He couldn't help it – he considered himself to be a regular guy through and through, preferring a sidewalk barbecue with a few friends over a fancy five-star hotel cocktail party.
"Here come the skewers! Enjoy your meal!"
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