Chapter 476: Lin Yun'er at 500 Points (Please Subscribe, Please Vote)

Not long after.

At the entrance of the Jiudian where the restaurant was located, Lin Xiuyuan and Xueli stood side by side under the porch, watching the black Nanny Car that had come to pick up Li Zhien slowly pull away from the circular driveway.

At this moment, the rain was even lighter than when they were eating.

Lin Xiuyuan tucked his hands into his jacket pockets, and after watching the car disappear completely from sight, he turned his head with an amused expression to look at Xueli, who was standing beside him.

His eyes were full of smiles, and the expression on his entire face was also quite interesting.

"Zhenli, tell me now, what did you two chat about behind my back? How come I don't know when I became the type of person who is a male model or a gigolo?"

As Lin Xiuyuan said this, he automatically replayed in his mind the words Li Zhien had blurted out while they were eating at the restaurant earlier.

Thinking of her tone at the time, which was serious to the extreme, and those big, watery eyes from being slightly tipsy, he really couldn't hold it in anymore.

He was genuinely curious about what kind of conversation process and what kind of logical deduction could lead a popular female singer he was meeting for the first time to ask such a question so sincerely at the dinner table in front of the person involved.

Lin Xiuyuan had gone over his own identity in his mind several times, and no matter how he thought about it, he felt he was clearly positioned as a talented artist who sold his skills.

Or to be more precise, a goalkeeper who earned a little bit of hard-earned money by opening and closing that Anywhere Door.

Aside from this core business, which required a high level of technical skill, the remaining energy consumption was all just mutual, consensual interaction.

He was clearly following a composite route of technical and emotional engagement.

When asked by Lin Xiuyuan, Xueli was also left between laughter and tears as she said, "It's not like that, oppa~"

Then, she gestured with her hands in front of her and, starting from the beginning, explained to Lin Xiuyuan everything she and Li Zhien had talked about while standing in the courtyard garden for such a long time.

The gist of the matter was as follows.

After hearing Xueli introduce Lin Xiuyuan's identity, Li Zhien thought of the scene from that morning and couldn't hold it in for a moment.

So, taking advantage of the gap while Lin Xiuyuan was away, she told Xueli the whole story exactly as it happened, telling her: That crush of yours was kissing YoonA unnie in the car at the entrance of the beauty salon this morning.

It was a kiss, a passionate kiss, and it was Lin Yun'er herself.

Then, because Xueli's reaction was too calm, it piqued Li Zhien's curiosity, and she grabbed Xueli to keep questioning her.

She asked what kind of relationship Xueli actually had with Lin Xiuyuan, and what kind of relationship could allow such a situation to exist.

Facing this barrage of questions from Li Zhien, Xueli certainly couldn't tell her the whole truth, so she had to make up a story on the spot to cope.

She said that she and Lin Xiuyuan were just friends, that they were in a friendship, and that she was currently pursuing Lin Xiuyuan, but Lin Xiuyuan hadn't agreed yet, so the two of them were not officially boyfriend and girlfriend at the moment.

This explanation sounded reasonable; since it was the pursuit stage and she hadn't caught him yet, she really didn't have a position to be angry about him kissing someone else, so she could only digest it silently.

But the side effect of this explanation was also very obvious: it made Li Zhien feel even worse.

Such a cute, good-looking, and charming Xiao Taozi of her own—such a beautiful, cute, and excellent girl—was actively pursuing a man, and yet the other party actually didn't agree?

So she looked toward the restaurant, feeling like she even had the heart to chop Lin Xiuyuan up.

Then Li Zhien asked Xueli again if she knew about the relationship between Lin Xiuyuan and Lin Xiaolu.

To this, Xueli's answer was that she knew the two were friends, but she didn't know that these two would dare to do something like kissing in broad daylight.

In this answer, Xueli indeed didn't lie: Lin Xiuyuan and Lin Xiaolu were indeed friends, it was just that they occasionally did things that went beyond the scope of ordinary friends.

As for the situation this morning, she had also just learned about it from Li Zhien's mouth, so that was also true.

From beginning to end, what she said was literally correct; at most, she had omitted many details that shouldn't have been brought up on that occasion.

Under these circumstances, Li Zhien began to imagine things on her own.

She finally reached a conclusion: that Lin Xiuyuan was highly likely a professional male model or gigolo who wandered among various beauties and socialites, specializing in making a living off his face, working with his body, and maneuvering between various women.

Thinking of this, she immediately told Xueli about this speculation of hers very seriously.

This conclusion amused Xueli on the spot.

While laughing, she hurriedly explained to Li Zhien that it really wasn't like that, telling her not to let her imagination run wild and not to think of Lin Xiuyuan as that kind of profession, and that the relationship between them really wasn't that messy.

At the time, seeing that Xueli was so seriously clarifying for Lin Xiuyuan, Li Zhien obediently nodded and agreed.

As a result, no one expected that after she drank a few sips of red wine and got slightly tipsy, she immediately asked this question directly in front of Lin Xiuyuan.

After listening to Xueli's complete explanation of the cause and effect, Lin Xiuyuan stood at the entrance of the Jiudian, looking at the street scene in the rain for a moment.

Then his expression quickly became just as amused as Xueli's smile earlier, and he said, "This little IU friend really has a great imagination."

"Oppa, you're not that much older than us, yet you sound so old-fashioned; that's not good." Hearing Lin Xiuyuan's words, Xueli couldn't help but act spoiled and glare at him.

She even lightly bumped her shoulder against Lin Xiuyuan's arm, but after bumping him, she was the first to laugh.

"A little is still a little, and you're the same." Lin Xiuyuan smiled, reached out his right hand, and lightly flicked Xueli's forehead with his thumb and middle finger.

Then his gaze crossed Xueli's shoulder and looked at the dark gray SUV slowly driving over from the designated driver in the rain; the car then stopped steadily in front of the two of them.

"Alright, the car is here. Are you going straight to the airport, or are you coming back with me to rest for a while?"

"Let's go back to the Apartment to rest for a bit; the flight is in the afternoon, it's too early to go now." Xueli chose the latter without even thinking.

Just like that, with the help of the designated driver, the two of them soon returned to the Apartment.

After returning to the Apartment, Xueli soon entered a light sleep state with the help of the alcohol.

She curled up on the sofa, resting her head on a cushion, covered with a thin blanket, and took a simple nap.

Lin Xiuyuan sat on the single sofa nearby to keep her company, holding his phone and chatting in the group with Lin Xiaolu and the others.

More than two hours later, he finally woke Xueli up from her sleep.

"Zhenli, wake up."

After waking up, Xueli got up to wash her face in the bathroom, tidied up her hair and clothes, and then got into a taxi again to head to Incheon Airport.

She was in a very good mood when she left, and the smile on her face was even brighter than when she arrived; clearly, although this temporary detour today was quite a hassle, she didn't regret it at all.

As for Lin Xiuyuan, after she got in the car, he kept chatting with her via messages until Xueli indicated that she had already arrived at the airport business lounge to rest, only then did he feel relieved.

Afterward, he stood up from the sofa, raised his arms, and stretched vigorously.

His back let out a few faint cracking sounds, and then he walked to The Gate, reached out to push it open, and stepped through, heading toward the year 2026.

Lin Xiuyuan thought for a moment; it had been a while since he had appeared around here.

A few days ago, he had been blocked at the door by that married woman, forcing him to hide here and there, and recently he had been vacationing in Los Angeles for ten days or so with Xueli and Goo Hara; during that time, although he would occasionally slip back through the Anywhere Door at night to warm the bed for someone and fulfill certain unavoidable obligations.

But during the day, one basically couldn't even see a shadow of him.

So, since he was rarely free today, he might as well go over and take a look.

……

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Compared to the Seoul of 2014, the color of the sky in the Seoul of 2026 did not seem to have any essential difference, but the subtle sense of the era in the air was still different.

The sunlight filtering through a few wisps of clouds was neither aggressive nor intense; the brightness was sufficient but the temperature was restrained, so one wouldn't feel hot when it shone on them, only that the whole world had been brightened by a notch.

And the first thing Lin Xiuyuan did upon arriving at the Villa was to pick up his mobile phone.

He glanced at the row of unread messages stacked in the notification bar.

He slowly scrolled down one by one with his thumb, checking them, and finally returned to the one at the very top, smiling slightly as he looked at that profile picture.

He did not choose to reply with text, but instead flipped directly to the corresponding number in his contacts and pressed the dial button.

The phone rang twice before it was answered; the voice from the other end came through the receiver, and Lin Xiuyuan spoke a few words to the other person with a smile before hanging up.

Two minutes later.

Lin Xiuyuan's figure appeared rapidly inside Lin Yun'er's Apartment.

In this cozy Apartment, the afternoon light spilled in diagonally from the floor-to-ceiling windows, tinting the entire room in warm, light tones.

Several throw pillows of different colors were tossed on the sofa, and a cup of steaming black tea and a magazine flipped halfway over on the tabletop were placed on the coffee table.

And the protagonist, Lin Yun'er, was currently sitting on the single sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, wearing a pink silk camisole pajama, her legs elegantly crossed, the tip of one foot hooking the edge of her slipper and swaying gently.

The silk fabric shimmered with a faint, soft pearlescent texture under the natural light.

The thin straps hung on her fair shoulders, her skin as lustrous as snow.

Between the lace-trimmed hollow V-neck was that slightly raised curve, the lines soft and beautiful, which, combined with the naturally draping folds of the silk fabric, added a touch of laziness and charm in this afternoon light and shadow.

Following the opening and closing of The Gate, she heard the movement and quickly turned her head, then looked at Lin Xiuyuan, who was taking off his overcoat, a smile blooming on her face.

Her voice carried a tone of teasing and coquetry, "Yo, big busybody, I can finally see you."

"Who was the one who kicked me out of bed first? You're a bit of a villain complaining first here, Yun'er."

Lin Xiuyuan laughed and countered while taking off the camel-colored overcoat he was wearing and tossing it onto the sofa.

He then grabbed the collar of the sweatshirt underneath, pulled it upward with both hands crossed, and took the sweatshirt off over his head, leaving only a thin short-sleeved T-shirt as a base layer.

Seeing this short-sleeved T-shirt, Lin Yun'er stood up from the sofa almost immediately, then moved to Lin Xiuyuan's side in a few steps in her slippers.

She reached out, pinched the fabric of his T-shirt sleeve with two fingers, and said with a tone of genuine concern, "Xiuyuan, when will you be able to break this habit? I've told you, wear those shirts as a base layer."

When she said this, Lin Yun'er frowned slightly; it was clear that she had repeated this nagging more than once.

"It's a twenty-year-old bad habit, take it slow; it's not cold anyway," Lin Xiuyuan replied with a smile.

After all, in the strange climate of the Liangguang region where one can experience four seasons in a single day, if you don't wear a short-sleeved shirt as a base, sometimes when the sun comes out at noon, it can really drive a person crazy with the heat.

"Hmph, be stubborn then."

Lin Yun'er let out a soft huff from her nose.

But the next second, her hand loosened from where she was pinching Lin Xiuyuan's sleeve, slid up along his arm, and that fair, delicate hand, like a jade lotus root, very naturally wrapped around Lin Xiuyuan's neck, crossing and clasping behind his nape.

Her arms felt warm and soft, carrying the body heat baked by the indoor heating and the faint scent of fragrance on her body.

She then stood slightly on tiptoe, lifted her face, and took the initiative to offer those two soft cherry lips.

To this, Lin Xiuyuan naturally had no reason to refuse.

Almost as a reflex, he stretched out his arms, one hand wrapping around Lin Yun'er's back and the other supporting her waist, holding her firmly in his embrace.

The silk pajama fabric slipped under his palms, cool and smooth, forming a subtle contrast with the warm body temperature of the delicate body beneath.

His right hand slowly slid down along the curve of her waist, his fingers leaving shallow indentations on the silk fabric, then he gently lifted the hem of the pajamas and reached inside.

After a long while.

The two of them, hugging each other like this, stumbled and fell into the wide sofa, only then finally releasing the lips that had been pressed together, each taking a breath of fresh air.

However, even after releasing their lips, Lin Yun'er was still sitting on Lin Xiuyuan's lap, her lips still retaining the moist luster from the long kiss just now.

She then licked her lower lip with the tip of her tongue, as if tasting something.

Then she blinked and asked curiously, "There's the smell of alcohol; did you just drink?"

"Yeah, I just met with Zhenli and IU and had a little to drink," Lin Xiuyuan nodded.

After saying that, he didn't hide anything and took the opportunity to briefly tell Lin Yun'er about meeting and eating with Li Zhien at noon today.

As a result, when Lin Yun'er heard the question Li Zhien had asked, she was stunned for a moment, and then immediately let out that unreserved, loud laughter.

She laughed so hard that the slightly raised curve on her chest also trembled gently with the laughter.

The lace trim of the silk pajamas rubbed gently against her fair skin with her movements.

The whole scene, falling into Lin Xiuyuan's eyes, was like someone taking a feather and scratching the softest part of his heart again and again.

It was heart-burning.

So Lin Xiuyuan reached out his free hand and slapped Lin Yun'er's perky buttocks, which were one-third wrapped in her small panties.

When the crisp and ambiguous sound rang out, the elasticity and tenderness of the soft flesh beneath were also transmitted to his palm.

So after finishing this slap, Lin Xiuyuan did not immediately withdraw his hand, but simply left it in that position and kneaded it gently.

He complained helplessly, "Is it that funny? I'm a male model gigolo, and that makes you so happy?"

Lin Yun'er, having been slapped, not only had no intention of dodging or protesting, but instead lifted her buttocks slightly, adjusted the angle, and pressed Lin Xiuyuan's hand, which was still on her buttocks, more firmly against it.

The movement was very natural, as if this were not an ambiguous gesture, but just a small adjustment to make herself lie more comfortably.

Then she turned her head and looked at Lin Xiuyuan with an incomparably charming gaze, "It's not that I'm happy, but I think IU is right; she saw through your professional identity at a glance."

After saying this, Lin Yun'er leaned her body back further, entrusting the weight of her entire upper body to Lin Xiuyuan.

Those eyes, appearing exceptionally bright and alluring in the afternoon light, stared straight at him, as if silently conveying something.

"So, Xiuyuan, as a qualified model of a gigolo, you shouldn't need me to teach you what you should be doing right now, right?"

She had already requested his services.

And now, you, this "model of a gigolo," need to get to work!!!