Pregnant After Healing the Alpha-Chapter 489 - 478 Are You Lin Yun
Chapter 489: Chapter 478: Are You Lin Yun?!
Chapter 489 -478: Are You Lin Yun?!
Zeng Xiangyang was just about to send Qipei his location when he heard Qiao Jing’s voice.
“Zeng Xiangyang, come over, it’s time to eat.”
She had already noticed a figure at the door and didn’t pay much attention to it initially.
But considering Zeng Xiangyang still hadn’t come over after so long, she glanced towards the entrance.
Upon closer inspection, she immediately spotted Lin Yun’s conspicuously bright support attire, followed by Zeng Xiangyang hiding behind the door playing with his phone.
Zeng Xiangyang quickly pocketed his phone and jogged over to Qiao Jing’s side.
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“I’m here, Master.”
After saying that, he reached out and snatched back his hat and support attire from Lin Yun’s hands, caressing them as if they had just been dirtied.
“Master, who is this? It’s one thing for this person to dress weirdly, but why are they taking my stuff?”
Qiao Jing pursed her red lips and cleared her throat softly.
“He took it himself; let’s go eat.”
For now, she couldn’t let Zeng Xiangyang know that this fully wrapped-up figure was Lin Yun.
She was worried that Zeng Xiangyang, as Lin Yun’s super fanboy, might uncontrollably shout out if he found out.
Lin Yun, seeing Zeng Xiangyang’s outfit, realized it was he who was his fan, not Qiao Jing.
His face immediately soured. This kid even called him weird and just now patted the light stick and hat—what did that mean? Disgusted that he had touched them? How could anyone tolerate that?
Even being his fan was no excuse; he confronted Zeng Xiangyang head-on.
“Who are you calling weird, you little brat? If it weren’t for the fact that you know Xiao Qiaoqiao, I’d pick you up and toss you away.”
Zeng Xiangyang wasn’t one to back down easily, either. Upon hearing Lin Yun say that, he instantly became a powder keg ready to explode.
Yet, he felt that the man’s voice sounded a bit familiar, somewhat like Yun’s, but he was too preoccupied to dwell on it.
“What about it if I say you’re weird? Take a look at yourself. Who here comes to watch a competition wearing a mask and sunglasses? Do you think you’re a celebrity, getting recognized everywhere you go? And wearing a military green coat?”
Lin Yun cursed under his breath and rolled up his sleeves, marching towards Zeng Xiangyang.
Qiao Jing quickly intervened with a cold tone:
“Are we going to eat or not?”
If she didn’t stop them, they would likely start arguing right there—and maybe even come to blows.
Imagine Zeng Xiangyang’s regret if he later found out the person he was scolding was his idol.
Right now, she felt like she was taking care of children, one a troublemaker and the other an actual kid.
If these two kids started fighting, it would certainly be ridiculously childish—like right now.
Lin Yun and Zeng Xiangyang both quieted down and unanimously said:
“Let’s go!”
Zeng Xiangyang walked up next to Qiao Jing, lowering his voice.
“Master, why is your friend so weird? Is he even normal?”
Qiao Jing, somewhat helpless, touched her forehead.
“We’ll talk about it when we get there.”
Since they were holding a celebration for Lin Yun, he had chosen the location.
“Xiao Qiaoqiao, I’m taking you to a barbecue place we often go to; their grilled dishes are delicious.”
Qiao Jing nodded without saying much.
Zeng Xiangyang found it even more strange and whispered:
“Master, why does he call you Xiao Qiaoqiao? Is he giving you a nickname?”
Qiao Jing didn’t answer his question; she couldn’t change the fact that Lin Yun called her by her nickname.
Finally, they arrived at a barbecue restaurant.
Lin Yun was very familiar with the owner. He walked straight to the back and sat down, gesturing for the owner to come over.
“Boss, the usual, make it spicy.”
As he said this, he glanced at Zeng Xiangyang sitting next to Qiao Jing.
“Hey, kid, can you handle spicy food?”
Zeng Xiangyang stared at Lin Yun with a wary expression, unable to discern his actual expression due to the face mask and sunglasses.
But he could tell from Lin Yun’s tone that he was particularly annoying, and having to consider Qiao Jing’s presence, he managed to suppress his irritation.
“I can!”
Lin Yun dug his finger into his ear with a “tch” sound.
“If you can eat it, eat it. Why so loud? Boss, make it all spicy.”
The boss acknowledged with a response.
“Okay!”
Zeng Xiangyang’s eyes bulged as he said through gritted teeth:
“Come on, can’t you look normal? You’re about to eat and still wearing a mask and sunglasses, don’t you think you’re behaving like a lunatic—”
Before he could finish, Lin Yun had already taken off the items covering his face and removed his military coat, revealing the team uniform underneath.
This left Zeng Xiangyang completely dumbfounded, his eyes almost popping out and his mouth agape, suddenly stumbling over his words.
“You, you, you—you’re Yun? What are you doing here? Master—are you saying this is your friend?”
So the person he had been cursing was his idol?!
It’s Yun?!!
No way?!
Their first meeting with Lin Yun was like this?!
Qiao Jing casually glanced at Zeng Xiangyang and nodded her head.
“Mhm.”
Seeing the dumbstruck look on Zeng Xiangyang’s face, she already had to force herself not to laugh out loud.
Upon seeing Zeng Xiangyang’s expression, Lin Yun’s face was filled with disdain.
“Yeah, I’m Lin Yun. You’re that little brat who’s my fan, right? Fans cursing their idols—is that how it’s done?”
He had mistakenly thought Qiao Jing was his fan, which made him happy for so long, but it turned out this irritating brat was his real fan.
Zeng Xiangyang instantly went from being an angry powder keg to a starry-eyed fanboy, his face beaming with admiration, his eyes practically sparkling.
“Sorry, Yun, I just didn’t recognize you, okay? You played so amazingly today! You were absolutely godlike!”
Lin Yun glared at Zeng Xiangyang and rolled his eyes in annoyance.
“I don’t need your compliments. I think you’re not really a fan, but a hater, right? I’m going to revoke your fan membership.”
Zeng Xiangyang hastily “eh”ed several times, fearing he would be stripped of his fan status in the next second.
“No, don’t, I really do like you, I just didn’t recognize you because you were wearing so much…”
An image suddenly flashed through his mind.
“Wait a second! I’ve got something to do!”
Qiao Jing didn’t pay attention to these two kids; there were hardly any people around now, and they were free to chat however they liked.
Zeng Xiangyang immediately took out his phone and found that his cousin had sent him several messages. He quickly started typing a response.
“Cousin! It’s all good now, I got it wrong earlier, that person was just asking for directions, he’s already gone.”
He slapped his forehead in frustration, feeling an intense self-disgust.
What on earth had he been doing just now?
Not only had he cursed Yun, but he also snitched on him?!
Anxious that Zhan Qipei might send more messages, Zeng Xiangyang immediately silenced his phone, then looked at Qiao Jing with stars in his eyes.
“Master, when did you meet Yun? Why didn’t you tell me? It’s one thing for you to be good at gaming, but to know a pro player too! You’re too amazing!!”
