Chapter 88
Song Fengshi: “……”
That familiar sense of helplessness rose up again, but he still held his expression together with admirable strength.
The two of them both knew perfectly well that the other had been “eavesdropping,” yet neither said it out loud. That silent tacit understanding seemed to build an invisible gossip bridge between them.
While washing his hands, Song Fengshi said casually, “You’ve improved pretty fast these past few days.”
Lin Zhiqiao’s mind was still full of the huge gossip bomb he had just heard. When Song Fengshi suddenly said that, he blanked for a moment before realizing that Song Fengshi was talking about skating.
“Really?” Lin Zhiqiao looked a little surprised.
“Mm.” Song Fengshi chose his words carefully. “Your posture is getting more and more proper.”
Lin Zhiqiao smiled shyly. “Thank you.”
But inwardly he sighed: [So President Song knows how to comfort people too…]
Song Fengshi glanced at him, his lips moving slightly, but he said nothing.
He actually had not been trying to comfort Lin Zhiqiao at all. And that sentence just now was not even the thing he had most wanted to say.
What he had really wanted to praise was that he thought Lin Zhiqiao looked very good skating on the ice.
Song Fengshi did not understand skating, and naturally had no idea what the standard skating posture should look like, but he could still tell whether someone’s movements were graceful or not.
Perhaps because he had studied dance professionally, after getting past the initial stiffness, Lin Zhiqiao’s movements carried a little of that special elegance and softness unique to dancers, something the others did not have.
On top of that, he was already naturally slim, with long arms and long legs. Even without doing anything fancy, just gliding across the ice made him look better than the others, with a strange kind of charm to it.
Lin Zhiqiao had no idea about the rich inner thoughts of the person beside him.
After washing his hands, he quickly returned to the rink—not because he was eager to keep training, but because he wanted to keep eating gossip.
The relationship between Su Yun and Adeline was no secret.
He was clearly maintaining a rather intimate relationship with Adeline, yet now he was doing unspeakable sneaky things in a club restroom stall with some unknown male coach.
If anyone said Su Yun had no gossip on him, not even a three-year-old child would believe it.
Unfortunately, Lin Zhiqiao was still one step too slow.
By the time he got back to the rink, Su Yun was already gone. Even the things he had left on the bench nearby had disappeared too.
It looked like he had already gone back.
Lin Zhiqiao sighed quietly and could only comfort himself in his heart: as long as that male coach was still at the club, Su Yun would definitely come again.
And things really did turn out exactly as he had guessed.
Just two days later, when filming for the third episode of Life was already nearing its end, Su Yun came again, still without Adeline by his side.
The moment Su Yun arrived alone, a tall male coach came over to greet him.
It was exactly the same one from a few days ago. Lin Zhiqiao noticed the small name badge pinned to his chest, which read Zhang Mingran.
As if noticing Lin Zhiqiao’s gaze, Wen Li skated over and asked, “What, are you interested in Coach Zhang?”
“No, no, no, absolutely not,” Lin Zhiqiao said quickly. “I’m just looking at Su Yun.”
[Looking to see what kind of tricks Su Yun and Coach Zhang are going to pull this time.]
The moment Wen Li heard that, she immediately perked up.
After following Lin Zhiqiao around eating gossip for so long, the second she heard him “speaking” in that tone, Wen Li instantly realized that something was definitely off between Su Yun and Coach Zhang.
Wen Li gave a light cough and said, “Coach Zhang hasn’t been at our club very long. Just a little over a month. Right now he only has two regular long-term students, and one of them is Su Yun.”
She paused, then added, “Su Yun also hasn’t been here long. He came almost right after Coach Zhang did. And as soon as he arrived, he specifically requested Coach Zhang to be his private coach.”
Lin Zhiqiao let out an “oh” inwardly: [That convenient? Is it real coincidence, or fake coincidence?]
That was not a question Wen Li could answer.
Lin Zhiqiao had not expected anyone else to answer it either. He glanced at Su Yun and Coach Zhang again.
Coach Zhang was currently teaching Su Yun a gliding move hand in hand. Their bodies were very close, and while assisting with the movement, Coach Zhang’s hand rested on Su Yun’s slim waist in a gesture that looked extremely intimate and natural.
At first glance, it was just a perfectly normal teaching movement, but… the more Lin Zhiqiao watched, the more ambiguous it felt.
So he poked 888 and said: [Little System I’m leaving this to you.]
[Got it!] 888 patted its chest and immediately started opening blind boxes, completely in sync with him.
Lin Zhiqiao eagerly started eating the gossip: [Su Yun and Zhang Mingran met two months ago. At that time, Zhang Mingran was working as a resident singer at a bar. The moment they first saw each other, they immediately clicked.]
[The two of them had the kind of chemistry where thunder sparked and fire caught. That very same day, they had a very intimate academic exchange in the bar restroom.]
[The restroom, again the restroom. Do Su Yun and Coach Zhang have some kind of special fetish for restrooms?] Lin Zhiqiao could not help complaining.
[So at that time, was Su Yun single? Or was he already Adeline’s little boyfriend?]
[Wait, holy shit! When Su Yun went to that bar that time, Adeline went with him! So while Su Yun and Coach Zhang were having their academic exchange, Adeline was under the same roof as them the whole time?!]
Sympathy filled Lin Zhiqiao’s eyes. He felt that Adeline’s beautiful golden hair was now glowing with an oily green light that made one want to sigh in pity.
Everyone around him felt the same way.
Song Fengshi was sitting on the seats beside the rink. Even though he was also following along and eating gossip, not a single emotion showed on his face.
[Going to bars too often would easily make Adeline suspicious, so Su Yun came up with another plan. He asked Adeline to help pull some strings, claiming Zhang Mingran was his friend, and had Adeline help Zhang Mingran get a job as a skating coach.]
[Not only that, Su Yun also said he wanted to support his friend’s work and show up for him, so he signed up for a full year of Zhang Mingran’s private skating lessons. And Adeline was the one who paid the private lesson fees!]
Lin Zhiqiao kept gasping in amazement: [Good lord, seriously, good lord. What kind of top-tier sucker is Adeline? Not only is she getting cheated on, she’s also paying and putting in effort. Shouldn’t someone just award her the National Outstanding Gold Sponsor Prize already?!]
Everyone nodded in unison.
At that moment, they all felt Adeline was basically a world-class model patron.
At the side, the corners of Song Fengshi’s lips twitched very slightly, and a trace of laughter flashed through his eyes.
The next second, as if thinking of something, he suddenly picked up his phone and sent a message to Adeline, who was somewhere unknown.
Unexpectedly, Adeline replied almost instantly.
‘I’m already on the way,’ she said. ‘Help me keep an eye on them. I’m going to make that adulterous pair pay!’
Song Fengshi could practically picture the way she was gritting her teeth.
Adeline was American, and she and Song Fengshi were old acquaintances.
When Song Fengshi was young, he had studied in the U.S. for two years. Back then he was not yet the person in control of the Song family, while Adeline was already the one in charge of a major group.
At the time, Adeline had held Song Fengshi in very high regard. It had nothing to do with romance, just pure appreciation.
After Song Fengshi later took over the Song family, he and Adeline also had quite a few business collaborations over the years.
The two of them could not really be called especially close friends, but they were indeed somewhat more familiar than ordinary business partners.
That, however, did not stop Song Fengshi from eating Adeline’s gossip.
If anything, a harmless little drama involving someone you knew well was even more enjoyable to eat.
From Adeline’s tone, Song Fengshi immediately realized that she was probably watching the livestream too, and that she could hear Lin Zhiqiao’s inner thoughts.
Adeline sent no further messages, and Song Fengshi did not ask any extra questions either. He simply continued following Lin Zhiqiao’s gossip with calm delight.
[This is insane, absolutely insane!] Lin Zhiqiao suddenly sucked in a breath. [Zhang Mingran isn’t even Su Yun’s first coach!]
[Before Zhang Mingran the skating coach, there had already been a swimming coach, a fitness coach, a billiards coach, a yoga coach…]
[Good lord, Su Yun’s preferences really are consistent. Does he just have a thing for all kinds of coach uniforms?]
[The private lesson fees for these coaches probably weren’t cheap, right? For the normal training classes, sure—but for more advanced academic instruction, the pricing should be different too, shouldn’t it?]
[So Su Yun has just been taking all the money he got out of Adeline and throwing it onto these coaches?]
[Oh wow, apparently not! Just like the skating lessons, Adeline was actually the one paying for all these private lessons too!]
The sympathy in Lin Zhiqiao’s eyes grew deeper and heavier: [If Adeline ever finds out, she’s definitely going to cry, right?]
Song Fengshi lightly pressed a fist against his lips, hiding the slight curve at the corner of his mouth.
Whether Adeline would cry or not, he did not know.
But he did know that before long, Su Yun probably really would.
