Love Affairs in Melbourne-Chapter 289 - 284: Repeated Miscalculations

"You figured that out, huh? My love for you is like the tides." Yan Yan connected seamlessly.

"Is love really that intense and overpowering?" Qi Yi hadn’t expected Yan Yan’s response to be like this.

"Of course, it is. The tide comes in and goes out, always rising and falling. Sometimes I love, sometimes I don’t." Yan Yan’s understanding of the tides wasn’t quite like the lyrics suggest.

"Sometimes love, sometimes not, huh? No wonder. Your love for me must have bottomed out by now." Qi Yi immediately reverted to acting like a "little wife."

"How could that be? If it hits rock bottom, wouldn’t it rebound? You’re thinking too much. The real situation is, the tide is turning from calm to ebbing. My love for you is moving from a calm zero to a negative." Yan Yan warned Qi Yi not to be too "confident"; hitting rock bottom wasn’t something to just aim for.

"So that’s how it is, no wonder..." Qi Yi waited for Yan Yan with a look of grievance.

But Yan Yan was not cooperative at all.

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Qi Yi stopped walking, straightened Yan Yan, who was hanging onto him, and blocked Yan Yan’s face with his own magnified handsome face.

Qi Yi, the "child," started to act willfully, looking aggrieved, angry, and like the "little wife," putting on an expression that he wouldn’t give up until he achieved his goal.

Yan Yan originally wanted to continue the battle of wits with his own "little wife," but Qi Yi’s cute antics were just too adorable; Yan Yan compromised after resisting for a minute.

Qi Yi had now become a master at acting spoiled and knew exactly how to handle Yan Yan’s temperament to achieve his goals.

Back in high school, Qi Yi loved to act aloof, so aloof that Yan Yan felt it necessary to address him as "Grandpa."

These years, after becoming more mature at work, Qi Yi turned around and started acting cute in front of Yan Yan all the time.

This move by the boyfriend was the most lethal for Yan Yan.

"What makes you say I don’t love you as much as before?" Yan Yan asked Qi Yi.

Yan Yan finally asked the question Qi Yi wanted to hear, bringing them back to the script Qi Yi had set.

Qi Yi was overjoyed while still looking aggrieved: "You used to worry about beautiful women at my workplace and whether I went to Barclays just because of its many beauties. But look at you now!"

"What about me now? You can act a bit more aggrieved, like the kind with tears brimming in your eyes, swirling around but not falling." Yan Yan asked the question while coaching his boyfriend’s acting, extremely focused and serious.

"Can you be serious for a moment?" Qi Yi was nearly led astray by Yan Yan’s focus, and being cute, once he broke character, was awkward to resume—an awkwardness even Qi Yi himself couldn’t bear.

"Alright, serious, serious! What did I do wrong now that has upset our Xiao Qizi?" Yan Yan put on an expression as if speaking to a child.

"Now, you push me toward the beautiful women and even hand out my business card to them. You don’t worry about me at all now, don’t care about me, you think I’m dispensable." Qi Yi tried not to break into laughter.

Acting cute was tolerable for a short while but Qi Yi was struggling to endure it for long.

"Oh, so that’s the situation. You didn’t tell me, and I hadn’t realized. I think that possibility isn’t too small." Yan Yan again didn’t follow the "script."

Qi Yi felt a bit "angry," Yan Yan was definitely in need of a lesson.

Qi Yi pulled Yan Yan with one hand and pressed the elevator button with the other.

Once they got home, the "lesson" would leave Yan Yan breathless, ensuring she wouldn’t dare disobey, wouldn’t dare not follow the script he had set.

Divine Calculator Qi Yi had recently been making miscalculations repeatedly.

Compared to lacking lessons, what his girlfriend needed more right now was sleep.

Yan Yan had slept all the way on the plane, feeling refreshed, thinking that after arriving in New York, she could focus on work and spend quality time with her boyfriend.

However, once back, she took a long bath and didn’t come out.

If Qi Yi hadn’t "bravely entered" to check, Yan Yan could have drowned, or certainly would have caught a cold from the chilled bathwater.

Qi Yi carefully lifted Yan Yan from the bathtub to the bed.

Once on the bed, Yan Yan continued to sleep, and Qi Yi felt immensely heartbroken for his girlfriend.

For this trip to New York, Yan Yan had pulled who knows how many all-nighters.

Qi Yi silently watched his girlfriend sleeping, which further solidified his thoughts.

.........

Yan Yan had slept for another four or five hours, and by the time she woke up, it was dinner time.

When Yan Yan opened her eyes, she saw Qi Yi sitting on the bed reading a book, a cookbook, which didn’t quite fit Qi Yi’s personality.

But Qi Yi was engrossed in it.

Qi Yi read very quickly, yet even after Yan Yan had been awake and watching for over ten seconds, Qi Yi hadn’t turned the page.

At this pace, for someone like Qi Yi, it meant he was memorizing the content of the book.

Yan Yan blinked her eyes; she wanted to speak but felt a bit embarrassed.

Qi Yi was about to start his own private equity firm, which should be his busiest time.

Yan Yan didn’t know much about private equity, but she remembered that when she invested in Ian’s private equity, the process of setting up the fund didn’t take very long.

Was Qi Yi struggling to find sufficient LPs and seed funding, which caused the delay without progress?

Yan Yan didn’t know what had happened in between; from the perspective of news reports, it could also be due to Qi Yi still being "relatively unknown."

That’s why Yan Yan found the words "relatively unknown" particularly jarring.

Then, despite the opposition from both Qi Yi and Yan Ling, she insisted on arranging that confusing "lunch meeting" for all the major investment banks on Wall Street today.

If fame could solve the problem, then let Qi Yi ride on the popularity of her own cousin.

By the time she revealed herself in all her glory, it would be impossible for Qi Yi not to become "famous."

However, Yan Yan felt, firstly, waiting until the trendy shoes were launched would take too long.

Secondly, Qi Yi probably didn’t want to ride on her popularity.

Yan Yan didn’t have many thoughts; she just naturally wanted to do whatever she could to help her boyfriend.

Now, Qi Yi had developed a reflex, glancing at the deeply content Yan Yan every two pages he read.

Qi Yi turned the pages quietly, careful not to disturb his girlfriend’s dream meeting with the Duke of Zhou.