Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 195: Dancer

After breakfast, Li Yifei received a call. It was from Qiao Ya, a famous dancer. She had met Li Yifei by accident in the past and had become good friends. Although they were worlds apart, they could talk as if they had a lot in common, which was quite bizarre.

However, Li Yifei had only met Qiao Ya a few times, and had it not been for his promise to Xu Shanshan, he would have made fewer calls to Qiao Ya. Qiao Ya called him to let him know that she had returned to Mile City.

Qiao Ya wasn’t a Mile City native, but a relative of hers had lived there. She had visited several times and liked it, so she bought a house and would stay there a few times a year.

With Chu Xiaoyao around, Li Yifei couldn’t have a good time with Su Yiyi, so he took the opportunity to handle this matter. After hanging up with Qiao Ya, he called Xu Shanshan.

The instant Xu Shanshan heard Li Yifei was going to meet Qiao Ya, she got excited and started shouting, urging him to pick her up quickly.

Li Yifei told Su Yiyi he was leaving, ignored Chu Xiaoyao’s entreaties to come along, and drove alone to the entrance of the community where Xu Yingying lived. Xu Shanshan was already waiting at the gate.

Seeing Xu Shanshan get in the car, Li Yifei looked her up and down. She immediately puffed out her chest and said, "Brother-in-law, do I look pretty today?"

Xu Shanshan was wearing a loose T-shirt with a denim skirt, and light canvas shoes on her feet. The outfit was very casual, but it wasn’t restrictive at all for dancing.

"You look pretty, but right now I need to clarify, are you Shanshan or Yingying?"

Xu Shanshan giggled and said, "I’m Shanshan, of course. This is a visit to a dancer, after all. Even if my sister pretended to be me, she wouldn’t dare; she’d be immediately exposed over there."

Li Yifei laughed heartily, "That’s true."

The car started, and Xu Shanshan asked nervously, "Brother-in-law, will you be able to cover for me this time when I meet Qiao Ya?"

"I can’t say for sure if I can cover for you. Whether you get Qiao Ya’s approval depends on your own ability."

"I’m already past the prime age, so whether she approves doesn’t matter much to me now. I just want to meet my idol and have a chat with her. That alone would make me happy."

Li Yifei said with a smile, "Then there’s no problem. If you get along with her this time, you might be able to call her often in the future."

"Is Qiao Ya that easy to talk to? Rumors say she’s very proud," Xu Shanshan widened her eyes, looking disbelievingly at Li Yifei.

"I haven’t felt that way, as I’ve only met her a few times and don’t know her very well."

"And you’re actually taking me to meet her. Won’t she be angry about this?"

"Don’t believe the rumors. Maybe she’ll seem proud to those she doesn’t know. We are acquaintances, after all, so she’ll give us some face."

Qiao Ya’s house was in a community near the city center, nestled among a small hill formed by hillocks, covered with green trees, and with a stream meandering through the middle of the community. It was a scenic place with a transcendent vibe, inhabited by scholars and those who fancied a touch of elegance. Ordinary people couldn’t afford the real estate prices and probably wouldn’t adapt to the lifestyle there.

Arriving in front of a small villa, Li Yifei rang the doorbell. The gate soon opened, and a woman in her twenties wearing a long dress hurried out. Her steps were quick but graceful, as though she was dancing.

Seeing this woman, Xu Shanshan became excited because this woman, who appeared to be in her twenties, was Qiao Ya. Although her real age was over forty, she looked about the same age as Xu Shanshan. It was unclear whether it was from dancing or good maintenance.

"Sister Qiao, I’ve come to bother you," Li Yifei greeted her with a grin.

Qiao Ya gave Li Yifei a playful roll of her eyes and said affectionately, "You little rascal, still remembering your sister, eh? How many calls have you made to me all year?"

Li Yifei responded even more casually, "Sister Qiao, didn’t I just not want to disturb you with your busyness?"

Qiao Ya then turned her attention to Xu Shanshan and said with a smile, "This must be Shanshan, right? Truly pretty. Yifei is really a man of taste."

Li Yifei hastily added, "Sister Qiao, haven’t I told you before? Shanshan is not my girlfriend."

Qiao Ya laughed out loud, "Not now, but maybe in the future, right? Isn’t that correct, Shanshan?"

Xu Shanshan nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, both my sister and I are pursuing him. Whoever he chooses in the end, that’s who he’ll marry."

Qiao Ya’s eyes gleamed even brighter, and she glanced at Li Yifei, exclaiming with surprise, "Sister flowers, huh? That’s really interesting."

Li Yifei’s face darkened as he said, "That’s not true."

Qiao Ya laughed even more exaggeratedly, her ample bosom quaking with her guffaws. Although this woman was in her forties, she had a charm that Xu Shanshan, who was in her twenties, couldn’t match. No wonder Qiao Ya had so many fans in the dance world.

"Alright, I’ll stop laughing at you, let’s go inside and talk." Qiao Ya squeezed herself between Li Yifei and Xu Shanshan, stretching out her arms and hooking theirs as if they were the closest of kin.

At this moment, Xu Shanshan really was utterly astonished. Qiao Ya was her idol, and she knew her quite well. According to various reports, Qiao Ya was still single, and her fame was solely the result of her own hard work, not because she’d ridden on her looks. In social events, Qiao Ya never curried favor with high-profile figures, and there was no talk of her having extensive contact with any man, let alone being so affectionate with one.

That Li Yifei could be so close to Qiao Ya, and it seemed that he wasn’t purposely trying to please her, made Xu Shanshan respect him immensely. How many more surprises did her brother-in-law have for her to discover?

"Sis, you have to try hard, you must win over brother-in-law. If you really can’t handle it, don’t blame me if I make my move. A good man like that, I definitely won’t let him slip away from our family."

Xu Shanshan reinforced her conviction, Li Yifei would either be her brother-in-law or her husband; there was no third option.

Qiao Ya’s little villa wasn’t actually that large. The first floor consisted of a living room, a small storage room, a kitchen and dining area, and a small bathroom. The second floor had four rooms and in total, the space was less than 200 square meters—quite small for a villa.

However, the yard was rather spacious, with lawns covering the ground, decorated with flowers and a few fruit trees, which gave it an elegant air.

"What would you like to drink?" Qiao Ya asked with a smile, ushering Li Yifei and Xu Shanshan to sit in the living room.

Li Yifei replied casually, "Just make whatever, you know I’m not too fussy."

Qiao Ya rolled her eyes at Li Yifei and said, "As if I don’t know you. I could give you a glass of plain water and you wouldn’t complain. I was asking Shanshan. As someone who’s going to be my sister-in-law, of course, I need to make a good impression."

Xu Shanshan giggled and replied, "Qiao Ya sister, I’m easy too."

"Then you two really are a match made in heaven. Just wait here, I’ll make you some of my homemade juice." With those words, she glided into the kitchen with light steps.

Xu Shanshan, watching Qiao Ya’s retreating figure, said with envy, "She truly deserves to be a great dancer—even her walk carries a rhythm. I’ll never attain that level in this lifetime."

"I don’t think reaching that level is anything to be envious of."

"Why not?" Xu Shanshan asked, puzzled, as she looked at Li Yifei.

"Think about how her life is constantly watched by others, and you’ll understand," he said.

"Oh, I get it now. You mean celebrities don’t have much privacy. Indeed, that can be exhausting," Xu Shanshan nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Soon, Qiao Ya returned with two glasses of juice, smiling as she offered, "Here, have some fresh juice."

Li Yifei nonchalantly gulped it down, while Xu Shanshan sipped it slowly, lavishing praise continuously.

"Now you two chat. I’ll go for a walk. I see some green apricots at the entrance looking good; I’ll pick a couple to try." She then left, showing no interest in their upcoming conversation.

While in the yard picking a few green apricots to eat, Li Yifei noticed a group of foreigners passing by Qiao Ya’s front gate. They were two men and two women, all with blonde hair, chatting in English as they walked.

Li Yifei had seen so many foreigners over the years that he was no longer intrigued by them, but as this group walked past, he found himself taking a longer look. From the front, he hadn’t sensed anything unusual about these people, but the back of one of the men had felt eerily familiar.

Li Yifei’s brows furrowed. The foreign men who could leave an impression on him were certainly those he had encountered before—either the top operators from various countries’ special forces or key figures in major gangs or Terrorist Organizations.

However, Li Yifei couldn’t immediately recall who this man was, which puzzled him. He should have clearly remembered such individuals, and he should have been able to recognize them instantly, but this person failed to trigger a specific memory.

"Could it be that my life has become too comfortable? Am I starting to confuse similar silhouettes?" Li Yifei shook his head, feeling uneasy. As a member of the elite Feiqian squad, having such thoughts almost seemed like a step backward.