The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

Xia Qing remembered the name Song Yunyun. Not only did she remember it, but she also had a deep impression of it.

Although she herself did not have any interaction with this Ye Shu high school classmate, there was a record of it in her phone's notes.

Xiao Nuan wrote the following in her memo:

[Song Yunyun, female, Ye Shu's high school classmate. The two hadn't seen each other since graduation, but bumped into each other at a shopping mall in Ye Shu's hometown. She spends an average of two seconds longer looking at Ye Shu than at others, is enthusiastic, and likes to make physical contact when speaking. Conclusion: She shows a continuing trend of attraction.]

Zhi Qiu also left a record:

[A love letter to a girl named Song Yunyun was found in Xiao Shu's high school textbook, but Xiao Shu said he had no feelings for her anymore and even tore it up himself. Hmph, how cute.]

Therefore, when Ye Shu mentioned on the phone that she was with a high school classmate, Xia Qing immediately thought of Song Yunyun. Ye Shu's explanation that "Xiao Nuan had met her" further confirmed the person's identity.

We have to go check it out!

About ten minutes later, the glass door of "Bao Hao Chi" was pushed open again.

The bartender was about to greet them when he was stunned and forgot to say "Welcome" for a moment.

Her aura is too strong.

Xia Qing was dressed in a neutral-toned black fitted top and pants, with a matching black long trench coat casually over it. The coat was open, the hem fluttering behind her as she walked quickly. She had tied it up, but simply let it hang loosely over her shoulders.

She wore sunglasses that covered half of her face, the lenses reflecting the store's lights, making it impossible to see her eyes; all that could be seen was the corner of her lips, which seemed to indicate she was in a bad mood.

Xia Qing's gaze swept around the store, and after spotting the person she was looking for, before the waiter who had just come to her senses and was about to ask "how many people" could even speak, she had already walked to the counter and tapped the counter with her fingertip:

"One."

Pay the money, get your change—not a single unnecessary word.

The waiter paused for a moment, then quickly stepped aside to lead the way:

"Oh, yes, ma'am, this way please..."

"No need, I'll just sit at the same table as them."

Xia Qing walked straight to Ye Shu's table, and only looked up belatedly when she stood beside the table, where Han Yang and Song Yunyun were focused on discussing selling apples, and Ye Shu was equally focused on eating barbecue.

Han Yang was the first to freeze. He stared wide-eyed at the suddenly appearing older sister, a strange fear gripping his heart. Much later, during a drinking session with Ye Shu, Han Yang revealed to him that his exact words were:

"Just looking at your wife makes me shudder. I always feel like she could throw a bottle at me at any moment."

Xia Qing's gaze swept across the table behind her sunglasses: Ye Shu's half-eaten barbecue, Song Yunyun's open notebook and pen, and the boy opposite her whom she didn't recognize but now seemed to be trembling a little.

Finally, the gaze hidden behind the sunglasses stopped at the distance between Ye Shu and Song Yunyun.

"It's quite lively here, Ye Shu. Aren't you going to introduce it?"

Ye Shu picked up his glass, took a swig of beer, swallowed the meat in his mouth, and then got up and walked out.

As soon as he stood up, Song Yunyun also stood up to make room for Ye Shu.

"Sister Xia Qing, you're here."

Ye Shu stood next to Xia Qing and first pointed to Han Yang, who looked inexplicably nervous across from them:

"This is my buddy, my college classmate, Han Yang."

Han Yang, like a primary school student being called on, jumped to his feet, standing ramrod straight with his arms close to his sides and his middle fingers pressed firmly against his trouser seam, immediately adopting a military posture.

"Hello, Xia Qing! My name is Han Yang! Han is the Han from Han Feizi, and Yang is the Yang from sunshine!"

After his internal reflection, he finally refrained from saying "Han Yang of Han Yang, Yang of Han Yang" again.

Xia Qing's gaze lingered on his face for less than half a second through her sunglasses. She nodded and hummed in response. Her main attention wasn't on him at the moment.

Ye Shu took a breath, turned to Song Yunyun, and introduced:

"This is my high school classmate, Song Yunyun. She's now a successful social media influencer. We were just talking about Han Yang's family selling apples, and we asked her for some advice."

Song Yunyun extended her hand generously as always, with a smile on her face:

"Hello, Sister Xia Qing, my name is Song Yunyun. You look familiar, haven't we met somewhere before?"

Xia Qing raised her right hand, pushed the sunglasses on her nose upwards and clipped them onto her forehead, pressing the stray hairs in front of her forehead back, making it look like she had combed her hair into a slicked-back style.

There was no warmth in his eyes at that moment; he looked at Song Yunyun calmly, but his eyes seemed to contain everything, making them very complex.

She and Song Yunyun shook hands lightly, then parted just as quickly. This familiar handshake made Song Yunyun feel as if she knew them better, but she just couldn't remember where she had seen it before.

Xia Qing's lips curved upwards slightly as she spoke:

"Hello! I've heard Ye Shu mention you before, it's great to finally meet you today."

Our family's Ye Shu.

The words came out of her mouth without any sense of incongruity, and no one present, including Ye Shu, immediately sensed anything was wrong.

Ye Shu stood next to her, silently complaining to herself:

"Why would I bring her up with you for no reason? It's still a long time ago. You're overdoing it with your acting."

However, Xia Qing's performance was not over yet.

After she finished speaking, she raised her right hand, gently wrapped her arm around Ye Shu's back, and placed her right hand on his other shoulder. With her body language, she clearly marked Ye Shu as part of her territory.

Then, meeting Song Yunyun's gaze and noticing the young man beside her who had been looking at her nervously since earlier, she added a self-introduction:

"My name is Xia Qing, and I'm Ye Shu's older sister."

Ye Shu's heart skipped a beat when Xia Qing put her arm around his shoulder. He coughed lightly.

"Sit down and talk, sit down and talk."

He took the lead, somewhat awkwardly breaking free from Xia Qing's embrace, and sat back in his original seat.

Xia Qing followed closely behind and sat down in the spot where Song Yunyun had been sitting, next to Ye Shu.

"I'll sit here."

Han Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly sat back down opposite him.

Song Yunyun still had a smile on her face, but her eyes swept back and forth between Xia Qing and Ye Shu before she walked over and sat down in the empty seat next to Han Yang.

The small square table now feels a bit crowded because of the extra person.

The waiter at this restaurant was very observant. Seeing that things had calmed down a bit, he quickly brought them another set of chopsticks and bowls, then quietly left, standing at a distance wiping the table while listening intently to everything that was happening.

As soon as the waiter left, Xia Qing spoke up. She didn't look at the grilled meat on the table, but turned to look at Ye Shu's profile. Her voice wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for everyone at the table to hear clearly:

"Ye Shu, you're so unfair! You went out to eat something nice while I was left home starving?"