30 Chapter 30

◎I'm a little obsessed with Yingyun...◎

Although Ying Yun really ruined Yang Xueyi's romantic prospects, fortunately he did what he said. He patiently explained each of Yang Xueyi's problems one by one without getting tired of it.

In the warm room on a cold night, the heater was blowing slowly. Under the warm light, Ying Yun changed out of the suit he had just worn when giving the lecture and put on cotton home clothes. However, a strict look still appeared between his eyebrows while he was explaining.

Like a hard-to-please teacher.

Because of her work experience in a foreign pharmaceutical company, Yang Xueyi has always been confident that she can switch careers and become a medical translator.

However, as the training course progressed, she discovered that there are always people better than you. Translation is being impacted by AI, and low-end translation positions have been replaced. Those who can still stay in this industry are either elites or the most successful.

As Ying Yun explained the situation in detail, Yang Xueyi kept taking notes, but she became more and more confused.

Compared with Ying Yun, she still has some distance to go.

Can she really become an excellent medical translator?

Yang Xueyi was a little frustrated. "As someone who majored in English, compared to a medical student who switched careers to become a medical translator, am I already losing at the starting line?"

Ying Yun paused, his expression becoming serious. "Yang Xueyi, people shouldn't set limits for themselves."

"Medical translation doesn't depend on one's background or social class; what counts is hard work and dedication."

"Graduating from an English major doesn't necessarily put you at a disadvantage compared to medical majors switching careers to become medical translators. Medical knowledge can be gained through reading more medical journals, becoming familiar with medical terminology, and even cutting-edge medical information."

"On the contrary, medical students, although familiar with medical terminology, do not necessarily master translation skills, and even lack systematic training in word processing and expression skills."

Ying Yun's words were sincere, but he didn't look at Yang Xueyi.

Perhaps he was unable to switch out of his previous tit-for-tat mode immediately, and he felt uncomfortable talking to Yang Xueyi nicely, and looked subtly uncomfortable.

Yang Xueyi saw Ying Yun lower her eyes and began to flip through the notebook where she wrote down her questions, as if she was eager to answer the unfinished questions.

As he was flipping through the pages, Yang Xueyi noticed that he paused and his expression turned a little strange.

It's the weird kind that doesn't look very pretty.

What's wrong?

Is it a problem that he can't solve?

But in the next second, Ying Yun seemed to have calmed down and became expressionless and impeccable again.

He looked at Yang Xueyi and said, "If you feel you are lacking, then make up for it; if you have a problem, then solve it. Read more and study more medical literature. Quantitative changes will always lead to qualitative changes."

Yang Xueyi looked at Ying Yun's profile so close to her, feeling a little dazed.

"Yang Xueyi, you are a very persistent person. Whenever you want to do something from the bottom of your heart, you can stick to it."

Ying Yun's voice was calm and composed, but Yang Xueyi's heart was filled with turmoil.

It was hard to imagine that after ten years of hostility, Ying Yun not only sat across from her gently without any sarcasm, but even encouraged and affirmed her.

It seems that the shining points in myself are so dazzling and obvious that even Ying Yun has to admit it.

Yang Xueyi suddenly stopped being depressed and became full of confidence again, becoming a little proud: "Persistence in this matter is actually very difficult to do. I do have some experience, and I didn't expect you to have discovered it so early."

"Yeah." Ying Yun turned his head and looked at Yang Xueyi, saying indifferently, "It's really not easy for you to keep scolding me for ten years from the bottom of your heart."

Ying Yun spread out the notebook where Yang Xueyi recorded the questions and pointed to one of the pages.

He raised his eyelids and said coldly, "It's a pity that I didn't discover your good qualities earlier. I only discovered them just now."

Yang Xueyi followed his hand and saw that in the middle of the notebook, there was a note saying "Ying Yun's Crime Book (Volume 7)". The date was even written in it. The first sentence was enough to send Yang Xueyi away.

"Today is the 3589th day that I have persisted in scolding Ying Yun."

Yang Xueyi's heart skipped a beat, knowing something bad was about to happen.

Due to moving, when Yang Xueyi recorded Ying Yun's crimes in the seventh notebook, she couldn't find the original notebook for a while, so she briefly found a notebook to record her thoughts. Afterwards, although she wanted to cut the content and paste it back into the original notebook, she was so busy that she not only forgot to paste it, but also forgot that this notebook she picked up to record was the notebook she took to take notes at the translation training today.

When Ying Yun was flipping back to check if Yang Xueyi had any other questions, he was caught off guard...

Ying Yun smiled coldly and read slowly:

"I ran into Ying Yun on my way home this afternoon, and I was immediately in trouble. As soon as I turned the next corner, I encountered a mean dog that started barking at me. I ran three blocks before I got rid of it. Ying Yun was wearing brown pants today, and the dog was also brown. His eyes looked very similar to Ying Yun's, and his indifferent look was exactly the same. The dog and Ying Yun must be in cahoots."

…

Ying Yun put down the notebook and looked up at Yang Xueyi: "Yang Xueyi, don't you have logic education in the outer courtyard? So you want me to be responsible when you encounter a bad dog."

"Where were the six before? Let me see what other treasonous crimes I've committed."

"..." Yang Xueyi felt that Ying Yun would no longer answer any of her questions.

But unexpectedly, Ying Yun did not get up and leave. He turned the page directly. Although his expression was not very good, he still began to answer the questions in Yang Xueyi's other notes in a serious manner.

Perhaps Yang Xueyi's doubtful look was too obvious, so Ying Yun raised his head: "Yang Xueyi, are you still listening? Why are you looking at my face?"

Yang Xueyi said awkwardly, "I thought you wouldn't tell me anymore..."

"If I don't tell you, won't you write me down in your criminal record?" Ying Yun said indifferently, "How dare I dare? I'm afraid you'll accuse me of something I didn't know, and then compile and publish it, turning it into a world-famous classic that everyone has a copy of."

“…”

Ying Yun glanced at Yang Xueyi and said, "If you have any opinions about me in the future, just tell me directly. If I don't change, it's not too late to write it down and scold me later."

"You don't have to be so humble and submissive like a quail. I don't hold grudges like you do."

Yang Xueyi looked up and saw Ying Yun's deliberately cold profile. Perhaps it was an illusion caused by the dim light, but his expression looked a little unnatural and stiff.

"I have done jerk things, but I don't accept the claim that the dog is in cahoots with me."

"After Roy died, I stopped having dogs. I never even touched a dog when I saw one, and I never touched a single hair of it. I was careful enough."

Yang Xueyi has always known that Ying Yun really likes dogs, which is completely inconsistent with his cold appearance. He is the type of person who can't walk when he sees a dog, and he is very gentle even to dirty stray dogs.

The dog could probably feel his emotions, so even though Yang Xueyi hated Ying Yun to death, he was very popular with the dog.

But Yang Xueyi didn't expect that for Roy, let alone getting a new dog, he actually suppressed his love for the dog like a widower in mourning, and didn't even touch it...

No wonder he treated himself so badly when the dog died.

Ying Yun’s feelings for Roy are so deep!

It has actually reached the point where once you have seen the sea, all other waters are but puddles; once you have seen Mount Wushan, all other clouds are but mounds!

If I were convicted as the culprit who killed Roy, who knows how much Ying Yun must hate me...

Yang Xueyi was in a complicated mood. She didn't say anything, but Ying Yun spoke first.

"Put aside your messed up imagination. I'm not doing this for Roy."

Ying Yun's voice was flat and calm: "It's because you are allergic to dog hair."

…

Yang Xueyi knew that Ying Yun was just stating the facts, but it was the excessive heating or the night outside the window that distorted the words, giving them a subtle ambiguity.

Ying Yun didn't look at Yang Xueyi anymore. He looked like an opponent who gave up the competition and surrendered after making a move. It was obviously not a killing move, but Yang Xueyi seemed to be hit by it and fell into the void. The feeling of weightlessness falling straight down made her heart pound.

**

As expected, Yang Xueyi couldn't sleep again tonight.

Ying Yun did not mention the fact that he had written a book of crimes for him until he finished explaining all the issues, but Yang Xueyi felt guilty instead.

She didn't want to look directly into Ying Yun's eyes, but fortunately Ying Yun had no intention of looking at her either.

Like the beach when the waves and tides recede, revealing uneven and rough gravel.

When listening to Ying Yun explaining professional vocabulary, the chaotic thoughts automatically gave way to the side. However, these emotions did not disappear. When lying in bed and relaxing the mind, they came back with great momentum.

How did Ying Yun know that he was allergic to dog hair?

Did your mother say that?

When did it happen?

…

For ten years, she had been cursing Ying Yun as a matter of course, looking at his indifferent back in the illusion. Ying Yun seemed like a person very far away from her. She did not approach him, and he did not walk towards her. The distance between the two was long enough to make Ying Yun become a handsome but vague and unfamiliar person to Yang Xueyi.

Until now, Ying Yun was still cold and arrogant and difficult to approach. However, Yang Xueyi never expected that he would turn around and walk towards her. Then his face gradually became clearer, making Yang Xueyi realize that her previous prejudice against him was not entirely correct. She began to nervously reflect on her unfairness to Ying Yun, and his figure kept flashing through her mind uncontrollably.

In the past, Yang Xueyi thought that if she criticized Ying Yun for being a doctor, she would definitely be complained to death, but at this moment, she was convinced that Ying Yun must be a good doctor.

Even though he hated Yang Xueyi so much at the time, even though he believed that Yang Xueyi was the culprit who killed the dog, even though he thought Yang Xueyi was troublesome, after learning that Yang Xueyi was allergic to dog hair, Ying Yun quietly stopped keeping a dog. He was even afraid of getting covered in dog hair and would not even touch dogs outside.

Yang Xue thought of the famous Internet saying:

"Your various interpretations of me do not constitute even one ten-thousandth of me. But they constitute the you that is revealed at a glance."

So the Ying Yun that Yang Xueyi has always hated may not be the real Ying Yun, at least not the complete Ying Yun. Instead, it may be a false projection under Yang Xueyi's prejudice?

Unable to control herself, Yang Xueyi saw Ying Yun's face flash before her eyes, followed by his uniquely cold voice.

The eighteen-year-old Ying Yun and the twenty-eight-year-old Ying Yun appeared alternately in Yang Xueyi's mind, making Yang Xueyi more energetic the more she thought about it.

…

She finally fell asleep at daybreak. She had originally planned to sleep in on the weekend, but was unexpectedly woken up by a call from Qiao Qianqian.

"The wedding photos we took last time turned out really well. The boss was very pleased with them. We'd like to ask you to shoot a promotional video. It'll be ten minutes long and cost 2,000 yuan per person. Would you like to come?"

Yang Xueyi thought about the crime she had just exposed, and still felt a little embarrassed. For once, she didn't get carried away by the money and just declined, saying, "Ying Yun has been very busy lately, so he probably doesn't have time."

However, five minutes later, she received another message from Qiao Qianqian——

"Ying Yun said he's free this afternoon! I'll be waiting for you guys in the studio this afternoon!"

Yang Xueyi rubbed his brows. He didn't expect that his poverty and humbleness could not change him, but Ying Yun fell into depravity.

She was still a bit grumpy: "Is he so enthusiastic about making 2,000 yuan a day?"

"No, he agreed before I even mentioned 2,000 a day." Qiao Qianqian was full of praise. "I think Ying Yun is a nice person. Last time, he praised my photos and took the initiative to add me on WeChat, asking me to send him the original photos."

"At first I only sent him his solo photos, but he asked for group photos as well. He was about to throw away all the photos because he thought every one of my photos was good."

Qiao Qianqian was very proud: "He agreed so quickly this time, it must be because I'm the photographer. I joked about taking wedding photos for him after we get married, and he didn't refuse. You see, I completely conquered Ying Yun with my professional skills."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Xueyi felt uncomfortable for some reason.

It was as if I was just a stand-in, and taking wedding photos with Ying Yun became a test water for Ying Yun's official wedding photos.

Get married, get married, think so far ahead.

Spring hasn't arrived yet, everything hasn't revived yet, and the breeding season for animals hasn't even arrived yet!

As a result, Ying Yun's hormone scent was already floating all over the mountains and plains?

Yang Xueyi was feeling angry. Since Ying Yun had agreed to go for the shoot, why should she be so hesitant?

Ying Yun had a social engagement at noon, so the two of them decided to go their separate ways.

Yang Xueyi arrived at the studio first, only to find out that the daily wage of 2,000 yuan was indeed not easy to earn, and the shooting requirements were more intimate than the last time.

"Recently, it's become popular for weddings to film short storytelling vlogs. There's a script, and it calls for hugs, intimate scenes, and high-energy interactions. The goal is to capture the surging hormones of love and that atmosphere."

Qiao Qianqian gave Yang Xueyi some sample films.

The most explicit content of these sample photos is hugging. They are very pure love shots with fresh filters, which make people feel the beauty of love. However, Yang Xueyi's first reaction was to run away.

She cleared her throat and decided to blame Ying Yun: "This is fine with me, but not with Ying Yun. He won't accept it. He is a traditional man who is very chaste and wants to save all his best first times for his future wife. He believes that chastity is a man's best dowry..."

Qiao Qianqian interrupted Yang Xueyi: "Ying Yun knows the filming requirements, no problem."

She paused and said, "But if you mind, you don't have to shoot. I can replace Ying Yun with a female model. There should be many people who want to shoot with Ying Yun."

That won't work.

Of course Yang Xueyi wanted to take pictures.

If Lian Yingyun didn't mind, why should she mind? She wasn't that old-fashioned.

If you don’t make money from two thousand yuan, you are not a Chinese.

**

After a while, Ying Yun arrived on time.

What surprised Yang Xueyi was that he had drunk some wine.

Although Mrs. Ying had always forbidden Ying Yun to drink, Ying Yun did not completely refrain from drinking. He just never drank at social gatherings because he hated the culture of toasting and hated the feeling of being forced to drink even more, as he felt it was cheap.

Even though he had been drinking, Ying Yun's face was still fair and handsome, as calm and composed as ever, without any expression on his face, but...

He even broke his principle of not drinking at social gatherings.

Only four words came to Yang Xueyi's mind——

Things are different now.

After what happened in Ying Yun's family, he was no longer the playboy who could coldly refuse others' urging to drink at a banquet. Even if he hated drinking at social gatherings, he eventually succumbed to reality.

Yang Xueyi felt a little sympathetic: "Ying Yun, you have reached the point where you have to socialize and drink, right?"

Ying Yun's expression was a little strange, but soon he looked away, looking a little uncomfortable, but pursed his lips and nodded. Yang Xueyi heard him say "hmm".

No wonder he was so eager to get paid 2,000 yuan a day. He didn't even bother to protest coldly when he wanted to have close contact with Yang Xueyi.

**

Because it is a couple's Vlog promotional video, this time we chose not a wedding dress, but a more everyday skirt.

However, before Yang Xueyi could go into the women's locker room to change her skirt, she met an unexpected person.

Not far away, Tang Qi was wearing a black dress and looking at herself in the mirror.

Soon, Tang Qi also saw Yang Xueyi.

She was stunned for only a moment, then turned to look at Yang Xueyi, with a haughty look on her face and a look of satisfaction in her eyes that said, "You came just in time."

"Yang Xueyi."

"What a coincidence."

"This shop is famous for its couples' photos. Would you like to take some too?"

Tang Qi smiled brightly: "I am here with my boyfriend today. Actually, you know him. He is Zeng Lin."

The feeling of showing off and success clearly made her feel very excited: "He worked in our company for a while, but later felt that the income and prospects in China were average, so he returned to the United States. This time I went to the United States for training, and we happened to be in the same city. We were unfamiliar with the place, but he accompanied me, and we naturally fell in love. Now, he has returned to China for me."

Yang Xueyi was completely convinced.

After so long, Tang Qi has never thought about using her time to improve her business, but instead invested it in men. The training opportunity in the United States is a real waste for her.

"I wanted to call Zeng Lin over to say hello to you, but after thinking about it, I decided not to. I know you chased him, but didn't catch up."

Tang Qi smiled brightly, acting like Yang Xueyi's best friend. "Of course, I don't mind, but I'm worried you'll be embarrassed, especially since you're here with your boyfriend today, right?"

"I'm afraid that after you meet Zeng Lin, you'll feel a little upset. Then when you look back at your boyfriend, you'll be dissatisfied with everything. You originally came here happily to take couple photos, but ended up arguing and sulking back. This will also affect your relationship. It's unnecessary."

…

This is indeed Tang Qi's level, very boring.

But Yang Xueyi was very childish, so she didn't want to admit defeat.

"As we all know, people who are used to eating at Michelin restaurants won't go and rob a street vendor that doesn't have any of the three brands."

Yang Xue pointed at Ying Yun who was not far away and put on a smug face: "Tang Qi, did you see that? That, my boyfriend."

Anyway, Ying Yun is poor now. Even if Yang Xueyi "spreads rumors", he can't afford to hire a lawyer to send a lawyer's letter to Yang Xueyi!

It must be said that Ying Yun has a great appearance, a straight figure, a cool expression, and an outstanding temperament. Even from a distance, you can tell the value of this man.

Tang Qi's expression really changed.

"There's another thing. Did Zeng Lin tell you that I didn't catch up with him? But I never chased him." Yang Xueyi smiled, "Because I don't want to be with a man who can't even wear high heels freely."

After Yang Xueyi finished speaking, she looked at Tang Qi's feet. She used to love wearing high heels, but now she was wearing a pair of flat shoes.

"No, it's..."

"Zeng Lin felt sorry for you because you were uncomfortable wearing high heels, so for your own good, he wanted you not to be influenced by the scam of serving in the US military and wear flat shoes openly, right?"

"He's told me these things countless times." Yang Xueyi grinned, "But I never had the chance to ask him, when it was his turn, why he wanted to wear heels when he served in the US military?"

"I don't particularly enjoy wearing high heels, nor do I care that much about a guy's height, but I really despise hypocritical men who are insecure and therefore try to suppress others. He's making such a big deal about a woman wearing high heels. Whether or not to wear high heels is everyone's freedom, and it's none of his business."

"A confident man doesn't mind if a girl is taller, stronger, more capable at work, or richer than him."

Yang Xueyi ignored Tang Qi's unpleasant expression and said, "He said he left his job in the US because the development was better, and now he's coming back for you. Tang Qi, don't you have a brain?"

"Is it true that he left China because of work-related problems and that his career prospects weren't going well in China, only to find it even harder to thrive as an Asian in the US, and is now returning to China?"

"In the end, you even spread rumors that I was unsuccessful in pursuing him to raise your own value. I hate men who are bluffing but have low self-esteem. You treat him like a treasure, but I don't like him."

"You picked up some of my unwanted things and keep them for yourself."

Yang Xueyi left Tang Qi, who had a grim expression and was unable to refute, and turned to go into the locker room.

The dress was the perfect size, but just as Yang Xueyi was about to push the door open, she heard Ying Yun's voice.

"Yang Xueyi, where are you? Why aren't you feeling well yet? I don't care, but Qiao Qianqian is waiting, so let me call you."

The low and cold voice can make one imagine the expression on the face of the person who speaks it.

Ying Yun should be some distance away from the women's locker room, but the sound insulation in the locker room was worse than Yang Xue expected.

But just as Yang Xueyi was about to speak, another familiar voice took over the topic first.

"You are Yang Xueyi's boyfriend, right?"

"Are you planning to get married? I just met Yang Xueyi and had a chat with her. She said you're her boyfriend, so maybe things are getting good soon."

From a distance, Tang Qi's voice wasn't as sharp, but the question, asked in a feigned gentleness, was even more annoying.

Besides, Yang Xueyi just "spread rumors" about her boyfriend. When did she ever say good things were coming?!

"Hello, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Tang Qi, Yang Xueyi's former colleague. I just met her here."

"Yang Xueyi actually had a very difficult life. She comes from a single-parent family and was raised by her mother, who worked as a nanny, with great difficulty."

"She is so beautiful, and she didn't have a father to protect and teach her since she was a child. She actually took a lot of detours. I really feel sorry for her."

"Fortunately, even though it was a detour, it also helped her grow a lot. She has a high emotional intelligence and a very accurate eye for the opposite sex. I know it's abrupt and presumptuous to say this, but seeing that she has found a boyfriend like you and may be getting married soon, I'm really happy for her. I hope you will treat her well in the future. I wish you happiness!"

Tang Qi's words sounded like they were meant for Yang Xueyi's own good, but they were full of hidden murderous intent.

The disappeared father, the mother who works as a nanny, and she who is broken and takes a detour.

It seems that the only thing left is to play the words "break up soon" in Ying Yun's ears on a loop through a loudspeaker.

Unfortunately, what she said to Ying Yun was just talking to a cow, because Ying Yun only cared about one thing, that is -

He clarified that he and Yang Xueyi were not boyfriend and girlfriend at all, let alone getting married.

Yang Xueyi probably understood in her heart that Ying Yun's softened attitude towards her was actually due to reality - he was having a hard time now, living under someone else's roof, and knew the difficulties of reality, so he lowered himself and was finally able to get along well with Yang Xueyi, and even occasionally showed kindness to Yang Xueyi as the landlord.

But once Yang Xueyi is not around, it is hard to say whether Ying Yun will still be so enthusiastic in showing his goodwill.

Deep down in his heart, he probably didn't want to have anything to do with Yang Xueyi, at least he didn't want to pretend to be Yang Xueyi's boyfriend. Twice in the past, Ying Yun had warned him that he would send him a lawyer's letter because of the "boyfriend" issue.

Just as Yang Xueyi was waiting for Ying Yun to deny it, she heard Ying Yun pause, then said coldly and distantly -

"You know you're being rude, but you're still talking so much nonsense?"

"Besides, it's your turn to wish me happiness or not."

After all, he was born a young master. Even though he is poor now, Ying Yun can still be arrogant without any effort, and he treats everyone equally with contempt.

"Yang Xueyi has never concealed her family background, and I don't think being a nanny is shameful. On the contrary, I think her mother is a very capable woman, having raised her daughter alone through hard work as a nanny."

"People can't choose their own birth. This is not Yang Xueyi's fault. She worked very hard."

"The only shortcoming is that she has a bad mouth and holds grudges. But seeing you like this, I think she's not bad enough and is still too tolerant."

"If there's one thing she did wrong, it was that she stayed in her place at your company for too long."

Ying Yun's voice was still as cold and hard, but perhaps because of the door of the locker room, Yang Xueyi strangely sensed a hint of gentleness.

"Another piece of hot news—to grow up like Yang Xueyi and interact with anyone of the opposite sex, you don't need high emotional intelligence or the tricks you hinted at."

"Because she just stands there, so many men come to her. You think you need to be clever to get along with men because you're not pretty enough. So your cognition and appearance can only go so far. Don't judge others by your own standards."

He did not clarify the relationship between Yang Xueyi and him, which made Yang Xueyi lose all her efforts and be embarrassed. He did not show any good face to Tang Qi.

Yang Xueyi had just given Tang Qi a "severe beating", and Ying Yun followed up with another beating.

Qiao Qianqian used to always praise Ying Yun's cold and stylish look, saying he was so handsome that both gods and humans envied him, and that he was a flower from the high mountains who had come down to earth. However, Yang Xueyi was completely unable to empathize with him, thinking that Ying Yun always had a stern face, and that although his lips had a nice shape, the words he uttered were not nice to hear.

However, at this moment, she suddenly realized from the bottom of her heart that it was no wonder that so many people were pursuing Ying Yun.

The more difficult to approach and the colder a man is, the more fatal it can be if he inadvertently reveals a little kindness, gentleness and protection.

On the one hand, Yang Xueyi felt that Ying Yun was really attracting a lot of women without realizing it, and on the other hand, she felt a little guilty, realizing that she was not immune to this.

Is it because Ying Yun has become poorer and his relationship with me has eased, so I see him through a filter?

Am I possessed by a ghost?

【Author’s words】

Tang Qi was also hit by the alternative mixed doubles

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