Love Affairs in Melbourne-Chapter 278 - 273: The Boss Behind the Scenes

Yan Yan arrived in New York.

New York was Qi Yi’s "territory."

If Xiao Qizi didn’t show up at the airport right away, then things between Yan Yan and Qi Yi would be more ill-fated than auspicious.

After all, three years had passed, and that Yan Yan, who once could win any debate as "Universe Strongest Fourth Debater," had still been unable to deal with his own mother to this very day.

Qi Yi’s mother was extraordinarily stubborn.

The situation had evolved into an unsolvable equation.

It wouldn’t be surprising or shocking if Yan Yan and Qi Yi broke up because of it.

Given Yan Yan’s character, always decisive and straightforward, even if she regretted it, she could be ruthless to herself.

She was fully capable of deeply reflecting and deciding to break up.

After all, besides the unsolvable equation, Yan Yan and Qi Yi faced another nearly as fatal issue.

The physical distance between the two was always very far.

In the four years since their reunion, the real time they spent together did not sum up to more than four months.

This definitely was not how a healthy relationship should look.

The trajectory that Yan Yan and Qi Yi had originally planned was not what it was now.

Initially, the two had agreed on a short period of long-distance, then toil together in New York for a few years before returning home to develop their careers.

But plans can never keep up with changes.

.........

After Yan Yan arrived at the airport, a super handsome guy came to pick her up.

Unfortunately, this charming, dashing, and debonair person was not Qi Yi, but her cousin Yan Ling, who came to New York half a month before her.

"Brother Yan, when did you become a Hollywood superstar? Coming to the airport in full gear to pick someone up?" Yan Yan teased Yan Ling upon seeing him.

But Yan Yan couldn’t be blamed, as Yan Ling’s get-up was indeed a bit exaggerated.

He was not only wearing dark sunglasses but also a black face mask.

He was the epitome of an "international superstar" dodging fans.

This kind of attire isn’t really good; actual superstars seldom dress like this.

The wearer might think they are being inconspicuous and perfect for going unnoticed.

But "normal people" hardly ever dress like that.

If you were really a superstar, this would be plainly counterproductive.

In the bustling airport, where people come and go,

most won’t care about who they brush past.

Aside from oneself, at most, they might pay attention to the person who just dropped them off or is about to pick them up.

If you dress normally, there likely won’t be many who notice you.

On the contrary, if you make a special "low-profile" effort, you will definitely attract more curious glances.

Most superstars wear their dark glasses and masks when they haven’t put on makeup.

"Why are you so polite now, always calling me Brother Yan? Throughout our childhood, I really didn’t hear you call me ’brother’ that often," Yan Ling said, taking her luggage from her with a smile.

"Nonsense~ ’my cousin’ has always been my catchphrase all along, from when I was little till now~" Yan Yan denied.

"That’s only when you talk with others. When you address me directly, you usually just call me by name," Yan Ling had actually gotten quite used to his younger cousin’s previous way of addressing him.

Yan Yan had a unique approach to addressing people.

For instance, she would sometimes address her parents as peers.

Yan Yan’s way of referring to others was always quirky, especially those she was close with.

Yan Ling had always felt that for Yan Yan to persistently call him by name without any strange nicknames was already a different kind of treatment.

Yan Yan had never used "Brother Yan" before; it seemed like she had recently started using it and got a bit addicted.

This was not a good sign.

Yan Ling knew his cousin well; where there’s one, there’s a second.

Once "Brother Yan" started, if not promptly curbed, who knew where it would veer off to next.

His cousin was the type to call her boyfriend "Grandpa." What couldn’t she say?

"Can’t I call you big brother? Then I will call you Little Brother Yan from now on." As expected, Yan Yan happily bestowed a new nickname on Yan Ling.

For Yan Yan, diversity in addressing people was something she came up with effortlessly.

"Just call me by my name," Yan Ling’s request was simple.

"How could that be possible? Didn’t you just complain that it was impolite of me to call you by name? Anything goes, calling by name definitely doesn’t. I will think of something when I have time," Yan Yan protested vehemently.

"When did I ever complain about you being impolite?" Yan Ling had never thought so, so he certainly wouldn’t have said it.

"Just now, didn’t you say ’how come you are so polite now’? Implicitly, isn’t that to say ’how come you were so impolite before’?" Yan Yan’s tone when speaking with Yan Ling was always exceptionally childlike.

"Who did you learn this from? When I speak, it’s always only about the explicit meaning; there is never any implied meaning." In Yan Ling’s memory, his younger cousin had never been known for her logical skills when speaking.

"Of course, I learned it from my boyfriend," Yan Yan responded righteously.

"Are you talking about your ex-boyfriend or your current boyfriend?" Yan Ling asked as he took Yan Yan from the airport, after removing his "full gear."

"Brother Yan, when did you start being so mean with words? Come clean, did my ex-sister-in-law prepare this full gear for you, or was it my future sister-in-law?" Yan Yan pretty much never let herself lose out in a verbal exchange.

"Enough, let’s not digress. The more we talk, the farther off we go. Let’s discuss the real business. Do you think your two quirky fan benefit plans are enough? Should we do some offline promotions? Y.Y can’t always be a brand that gets popular by being cursed at," Yan Ling was eager to pick up Yan Yan at the airport, mainly because "time is tight, and the task is pressing."

The launch of Y.Y shoes was imminent.

But the siblings had yet to sit down and seriously discuss the related marketing strategy.

"How could we keep getting cursed at? As the founder and behind-the-scenes boss of the Y.Y brand, haven’t you been showered with praise since coming to the U.S.?

Haven’t you noticed our Brother Yan has gotten so famous that he needs dark sunglasses to hide from the public eye?" Yan Yan continued to tease.

"If I’m the behind-the-scenes boss, then what are you? The boss behind the boss?" At that moment, Yan Ling was in the very typical position of carrying Yan Yan’s bags.