Chapter 273: Who is Song Qinghuan?

While they were chatting, their meals were served.

A medium-well steak, cooked to perfection, sat on Fang Zhou’s plate, emitting a delicious aroma that whetted his appetite.

Qin Yun’s steak was medium, more tender compared to Fang Zhou’s.

As she cut her steak with a knife and fork, she glanced at Fang Zhou’s plate thoughtfully.

“You still like your steak medium-well.”

Even though they had been apart for over a year, Qin Yun still remembered Fang Zhou’s eating habits.

Other than not eating tomatoes, he had no particular dislikes. He preferred his steak medium-well, added vinegar to his noodles, and liked his chicken wings crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

These details were etched in Qin Yun’s mind, even more vividly than some of her own memories.

Sometimes, Qin Yun wondered if she was being foolish, caring so much about Fang Zhou only to have him leave without looking back.

The worst part was that even after the breakup, she still thought about him.

Shaking her head, Qin Yun tried to rid herself of such degrading thoughts.

Unfortunately, human emotions are not governed by logic. If they were, those uncontrollable loves and timeless love stories would never exist.

Fang Zhou’s hand didn’t pause, continuing to cut his steak smoothly.

Without looking up, he replied casually, “I don’t like bloody things.”

Even though a medium steak isn’t particularly bloody, Fang Zhou’s picky taste buds couldn’t stand even a hint of it.

Qin Yun nodded and glanced down at her plate, suddenly finding her steak somewhat tasteless.

Was he talking about the steak or about her?

This thought quickly faded as Qin Yun was never one to dwell on self-pity. If something bothered her, she’d rather lash out and trouble others.

Lifting a piece of steak, she smiled brightly and said, “No problem, we can make two different dishes.”

Differences in taste weren’t a big deal.

Fang Zhou silently took a bite of his steak, pretending not to understand her implications.

This woman, don’t think he didn’t know what she meant.

He didn’t want to have any opportunities to cook together with her.

Suddenly, silence fell between them.

The sound of rain tapping on the ground outside, mixed with the piano music inside the restaurant, created a harmonious melody.

“Fang Zhou, if you had to choose one ex-girlfriend to go on a trip with, who would it be?”

Qin Yun asked casually, without looking at Fang Zhou, her gaze fixed on the rain outside.

She was testing to see who Fang Zhou cared about the most.

“I’d choose Song Qinghuan.”

Fang Zhou immediately answered, without a moment’s hesitation.

Hearing the name of a woman she didn’t know, Qin Yun was puzzled, “Song Qinghuan? Who is she?”

Although she knew Fang Zhou had dated many women, she was aware of only a few who left a deep impression on him, all of whom were on this show.

So when did this Song Qinghuan appear?

Fang Zhou answered calmly, “She’s my ex-girlfriend.”

A legitimate ex-girlfriend, but unlike the others, she was the one who made him grit his teeth in hatred.

Wasn’t Qin Yun highly harmful?

If he had to choose, it would definitely be Song Qinghuan.

Her defense shield seemed high enough; she wouldn’t mind taking a few hits.

Qin Yun frowned slightly, hiding her confusion as she continued eating her salad.

Had she been wrong all this time?

The person in Fang Zhou’s heart wasn’t Chu Xinran or Qiao Sisi, but someone else?

Song Qinghuan.

She silently noted the name, planning to investigate later.

But for now, she could try to get some information.

“What kind of person is she?”

Qin Yun’s eyes were full of curiosity, showing her genuine interest in Song Qinghuan.

Fang Zhou chuckled, putting down his utensils and standing up to gesture her height, “She’s about up to my chin.”

“She loves to act spoiled and always insists I carry her for a stretch when we’re out. She can sing and paint; she’s amazing!”

His tone was full of pride, as if praising a close friend.

If given a chance, Qin Yun felt he could praise this woman to the heavens.

Fang Zhou grew more excited, his voice rising as he walked over to Qin Yun, enthusiastically telling her, “Song Qinghuan loves it when I grow a beard. Every morning, she’d nuzzle it, saying it made me look manly.”

“Qin Yun, she’s different from any girl I’ve ever met! She’s truly an angel!”

Qin Yun closed her eyes, unable to bear hearing more. She couldn’t stand seeing Fang Zhou’s eyes filled with another woman.

“Enough.”

She said softly, trying to stop him.

However, Fang Zhou wasn’t about to stop his performance, not when it was directed at her.

Qin Yun liked hearing about his ex-girlfriends, right? Then he’d give her enough to last a lifetime, so she’d stop inquiring in the future.

The more he praised another woman, the more Qin Yun would be affected, and she would eventually stop bothering him with such questions.

“Not enough! I can’t describe her beauty with all the adjectives I know!”

“She’s like the moon, selflessly illuminating my life, making me the happiest man on earth!”

Qin Yun clenched her fists, feeling the jealousy bubbling inside her, yet maintained a smile.

Raising her voice to drown out Fang Zhou’s, she said coldly, “I don’t want to hear anymore, Fang Zhou.”

Smart as she was, Qin Yun suspected Fang Zhou might be provoking her on purpose, yet she still fell into his trap.

After expressing her feelings, Fang Zhou’s voice abruptly stopped.

He shrugged, spreading his hands to show indifference, then returned to his seat to continue eating.

Outwardly calm, Fang Zhou was inwardly joyful.

Hahaha, that was satisfying!

For the first time since reuniting with Qin Yun, he had the upper hand, winning effortlessly.

Indeed, the only way to defeat magic is with magic!

Qin Yun always acted like she had everything under control, as if she could foresee everything, and Fang Zhou enjoyed tearing off her façade.

Wearing a mask too long can make you forget your true self, sister.