At the entrance of the music academy.
Hu Yuying looked at Lin Wanning standing before her and softly chuckled, "That was beautiful."
After Li Qingxue answered the video call, Hu Yuying had urgently begged Long Aotian to bring her over. She hadn’t even eaten, rushing all the way, yet still didn’t make it in time.
After all, it was already lunchtime, and Wanning and the others had been busy rehearsing for so long—they had to eat eventually.
By the time they were on their way, the day’s rehearsal had already ended.
"It’s fine. We’ll have rehearsals every day from now on. Once you don’t have any major classes, you can come watch me," Lin Wanning said.
"Let’s grab something to eat first," Long Aotian suggested, taking the three of them to a nearby spot for a quick meal.
After eating, Hu Yuying and Li Qingxue left together.
Long Aotian escorted Lin Wanning back to the academy before returning himself to begin his training.
Meanwhile.
Kyoto Station!
Ye Liangchen stood straight at the exit gate, arms crossed.
Countless people passing in and out of the station cast puzzled glances his way, but he paid them no mind.
Those who understood him didn’t need explanations.
Those who didn’t would never get it, no matter how much he tried.
He just had to be himself—no need to care about those who didn’t understand.
Soon.
Ye Liangchen spotted someone stepping out of the station, and a confident smile curled at his lips.
"Brother Chen!" Gao Quan waved excitedly.
Seeing his best friend, Ye Liangchen felt a surge of joy and excitement.
From afar, he spread his arms, confidently flicked his hair, and strutted toward Gao Quan with a playful sway.
"Long time no see."
"It really has been a while. How’ve you been in Kyoto, Brother Chen?"
Ye Liangchen smirked, tossing his hair again. "Of course. With my confidence and maturity, I thrive anywhere!"
He pinched Gao Quan’s cheek, then eyed his bangs. "Oh? Going for a trendy look now, huh? Even dyed your hair."
Gao Quan laughed, running a hand through his yellow-tipped fringe.
"After starting college, I realized just how dull and stifling high school was. So I decided to let loose and keep up with the trends."
Ye Liangchen couldn’t stop staring at Gao Quan’s yellow bangs.
He lightly flicked his own hair, wondering if he should dye his at some point too.
But he’d never go for something as flashy as blond—a chestnut brown would suit his refined aura much better.
Paired with a suit, a tie, and a neat middle part, he’d be the epitome of a Korean heartthrob.
With that thought, he patted Gao Quan’s shoulder. "You haven’t eaten yet, right? Let me treat you."
"Stay a couple of days and enjoy yourself. After this, you can say you’ve been to Kyoto. Hahaha..."
"Sure, I’ll leave it all to you, Brother Chen. I’m starving—let’s try some local specialties."
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As the two walked out of the station, Gao Quan suddenly grinned. "Oh, by the way, Brother Chen—are you and Li Qingxue together now?"
The question made Ye Liangchen recall the day Li Qingxue had slapped him for defending Long Aotian without even hearing his side.
He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "Do you trust me?"
"Of course."
"Then that’s all that matters. I’ve told you before—I’ll have three wives. You’ve already met two of them: Hu Yuying and Li Qingxue. The third… well, I won’t hide it from you anymore. Her name is Lin Wanning."
"Three?!" Gao Quan had always assumed Ye Liangchen was joking.
Seeing his stunned expression, Ye Liangchen smiled faintly. "There are some things I can’t explain yet, but time will prove everything I’ve said."
The sheer confidence in Ye Liangchen’s tone and the seriousness of his expression made Gao Quan hesitate. "Lin Wanning? Is she someone new? And she’ll… really become your wife?"
Ye Liangchen adored Gao Quan’s shocked reactions so much that he almost blurted out that there might even be a fourth wife—Shen Mengjie.
But he held back. Gao Quan didn’t even have a girlfriend yet. No need to pile on unnecessary pressure.
After all, not everyone could be like him. Not everyone could achieve what he had.
"Don’t look so surprised. You know me—I prefer to keep things low-key. Just wait and see. Time will prove me right." Ye Liangchen spoke as if having three girlfriends wasn’t even worth bragging about.
"Should we invite Li Qingxue out for a reunion dinner?" Gao Quan suggested. Back in Haibin City, the three of them had been classmates for three years, and Gao Quan had gotten along well with Li Qingxue. He was curious to see how much the former class president had changed.
Ye Liangchen’s eyes lit up.
Perfect. If Gao Quan could get Li Qingxue to meet up, he could mix her a special drink—"See You Tomorrow"—and use it to smooth things over. Once she drank it… well, she’d be at his mercy.
The thought made his smirk widen.
"What’s so funny, Brother Chen? I’ve tried copying your signature smirk for ages, but I just can’t pull it off."
Ye Liangchen cleared his throat. "Nothing. Just remembered something amusing."
"And this smirk? It’s a natural reaction—something only I can pull off effortlessly. Don’t feel bad about not mastering it."
Then, shifting gears, he added, "But you’re right. Why not call Qingxue? You’re old friends. A meal together to reminisce wouldn’t hurt."
"Great! Since I’m here, maybe the class president can recommend some fun spots too." Gao Quan glanced at Ye Liangchen expectantly, as if urging him to make the call.
For a moment, Ye Liangchen hesitated, too embarrassed to admit Li Qingxue had blocked him.
Instead, he said they’d had a minor disagreement, and if he called now, she might still be too upset to answer.
"Oh… Well, I’ll call her then. Just apologize—you’ve known each other for so long. She’ll forgive you."
Gao Quan pulled out his phone and dialed Li Qingxue.
The call rang but went unanswered.
After it disconnected automatically, Gao Quan shrugged. "Maybe she’s busy."
The fact that the call went through at all meant she hadn’t blocked Gao Quan. Maybe she really was occupied.
At this thought, Ye Liangchen smiled and said, "Never mind, let's go grab some food first. I'll introduce you to a new friend of mine later tonight."
"He's the first person who truly appreciates me. I'm sure you two will get along just fine!"
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