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Chapter 34 Are there really people who are clueless about love?

After leaving the coffee shop, Qin Yan immediately entered combat mode.

She awkwardly put her arm around Lin Qingsong's arm, and even her expression changed from aloof to an awkward sweet smile.

"Um, Qin Lu, if I may be so bold as to ask, have you ever been in a relationship since you were a child?" Lin Qingsong looked at Qin Yan, who was clinging to his arm but her body was almost half a meter away from him, and his lips twitched involuntarily.

Do I have thorns on my body?
"No, what's wrong?" Qin Yan looked up with a puzzled expression, wondering why she was being asked this question.

"What a coincidence! I've had quite a few relationships throughout my life. Why don't you listen to me?"

"Is there something wrong with me?" Qin Yan frowned as usual.

“Yes, there’s a big problem.” Lin Qingsong gestured the distance between himself and her, then indicated that she should look at the couples passing by: “At the very least, we should stand close together.”

As he spoke, he pulled his arm out and put it on Qin Yan's shoulder, then gently pulled her close to him to help. The two of them immediately leaned against each other.

Qin Yan, who was suddenly pulled over, was about to say something, but when she looked at the couples walking around, she realized that their interaction was normal for couples.

He then composed himself and said, "Mr. Lin, well done. I'm not very familiar with this aspect, so I'll have to rely on you for the drills later."

From childhood, she has never been interested in love or romance, and even thinks it's a waste of time.

I couldn't stand the pressure from my family to get married, so I thought of finding someone to pretend to be my boyfriend. I never imagined that there were so many rules to follow in a relationship.

Upon hearing this, a smile flashed in Lin Qingsong's eyes. This side of Qin Lu was quite amusing.

Although Qin Yan's tone sounded calm, he could clearly feel how taut the muscles of the woman pressed against his body were.

Upon arriving at the hotel, Lin Qingsong was somewhat speechless to find that Qin Yan actually took out something from her bag that looked exactly like the script.

The text details the various situations encountered after visiting her home and how they should have dealt with them.

Even the physical interactions between the two of them were written down.

After flipping through it casually, Lin Qingsong couldn't hold back any longer. He pointed to the scene in the script where they were eating and said, "Lawyer Qin, were you serious about that scene where I brushed the hair behind your ear halfway through the meal?"

"Of course I'm serious!" Qin Yan nodded with a serious expression: "I've seen this in many idol dramas, and many people in the comments say it's very sweet!"

You're hopelessly clueless about love!

Lin Qingsong suddenly understood the true meaning of those four words.

At the same time, he also understood why this thick stack of scripts contained such suffocating operations.

This lawyer copied it all from idol dramas.

They might even have learned it from those old Taiwanese idol dramas.

Putting down the script, Lin Qingsong said speechlessly, "Lawyer Qin, we can't use any of the scenes in the script. We're just a normal couple, not a couple from an idol drama!"

He said seriously, "If you trust me, I'll give you a special training session for the next four hours. I guarantee that after the training, we'll be like a normal couple."

"Uh..." Qin Yan knew her own shortcomings, so she hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded in agreement.

For the next four hours, Lin Qingsong imparted all the knowledge he had acquired throughout his life.

It starts with the little details of how the two people interact, and then moves on to the small gestures that should follow physical contact.

He even took the time to write a short love story for the two of them.

While Qin Yan was recording this story, Lin Qingsong also quickly browsed through the information Qin Yan had given him.

It has to be said that Qin Yan is indeed quite something.

From a young age, she was the "model child" everyone admired. She was first in her grade from first grade and maintained that record until high school.

She was admitted to a university specializing in political science and law, which had consistently ranked first in its law department for many years. The information also mentions that she had been pursued by many men since childhood, but she always rejected them because she focused on her studies. After graduating and becoming a divorce lawyer, she became even less interested in dating.

Lin Qingsong stroked his chin, looking at Qin Yan sitting next to him as she listened to his talk about desensitization training: "Qin Lu, you've been single all this time and then suddenly you have a boyfriend, do you think your parents will believe it?"

"I can trust you." A determined glint flashed in Qin Yan's eyes. "If you don't trust me, then proceed with Plan B!"

Tsk tsk.

Qin Yan is a ruthless person.

According to their discussion, if things proceeded as planned and Qin's parents believed them, then the matter would be over.

If they don't believe it, Qin Yan will risk giving up her first kiss to make them believe it.

Of course, Qin Yan brought up the idea of ​​giving away her first kiss after spending some time with Lin Qingsong at the hotel.

Although she doesn't like dating, she still has the aesthetic sense of a normal woman.

Lin Qingsong fits her aesthetic perfectly, and she even considered turning the fake relationship into a real one if all else failed.

As long as we don't get married, it's fine.

Four hours later, Lin Qingsong's special training class officially ended.

Qin Yan took a deep breath, and the large amount of oxygen entering her brain instantly made her much more awake.

"Qingsong, let's go."

"Okay, Yan Yan."

The first lesson of the special training: the couple's terms of address after years of being together must be a little more affectionate, but the two of them cannot show the slightest awkwardness.

Looking at Qin Yan's sweet smile, Lin Qingsong could only sigh that a top student truly deserves to be called a top student.

Learning things is fast.

To be able to adjust one's facial expressions and speech so well in just four hours.

"By the way, Qingsong, didn't you say you should bring something when you first meet my parents?" Qin Yan asked, noticing Lin Qingsong carrying his bag again.

"I see a new ping-pong paddle in your bag. Is it expensive? If it's not too cheap, I can give it to you. My dad is a PE teacher and likes to play ping-pong in his spare time. I can transfer the money to you now."

"Is that so?" Lin Qingsong suddenly thought of something and pulled a tennis ball out of the bag, saying, "Does your father like Zheng Qingwen, who plays tennis?"

In front of a Shanghai-style restaurant in Shanghai.

With an afro, Qin's mother grabbed Qin's father and said, "Old Qin, isn't that our Yan Yan? She actually has a boyfriend?"

As Qin's father watched his daughter nestled sweetly against a man, his brows furrowed involuntarily.

He used to hear his friends say things like "pigs grazing on cabbages" and "people are doting on their daughters," but now he understands that those words are absolutely true.

"Yanyan!" Qin's mother didn't care about anything else. After letting go of Qin's father's arm, she quickly walked over to the two of them, looked Lin Qingsong up and down, and nodded with satisfaction, saying, "What's the young man's name? He looks very handsome!"

"Hello, Auntie!" Lin Qingsong greeted her with a bright and sunny smile. "My name is Lin Qingsong, you can just call me Qingsong."

"Good, good, good, the name Qingsong is great!" Qin's mother nodded with a smile. The more a mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law, the more she liked him.

We arrived at the restaurant's private room.

Lin Qingsong glanced at Qin's father, who remained silent.

He couldn't help but smile as he took out a ping-pong paddle and a tennis ball signed by Zheng Qingwen from the Gucci handbag that Qin Yan had just bought for him.

(End of this chapter)