A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1564 - 305: True Disguise, Hidden in Plain Sight (Part 2)

Chapter 1564: Chapter 305: True Disguise, Hidden in Plain Sight (Part 2)

As for Yun Ya’s private life, Wei Qing never inquired about it. After asking a few questions, he hung up the phone.

Just as Yun Ya hung up the phone, the doorbell rang. Yan Song got up from the sofa: "I’ll get the door." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

"Master Yan." Ah Yun walked in carrying two big bags, smiling as she greeted.

Behind her followed a tall figure, carrying a sword, with a face that clearly said ’do not approach’.

Yan Song gave the person a casual glance and turned to leave.

"You guys talk, I’ll go upstairs to handle something." He patted Yun Ya’s head and quickly went upstairs.

Ah Yun rushed over excitedly: "Miss, I’ve brought everything you asked for. I didn’t know which wig you wanted, so I bought one of each type."

There was quite a variety of wigs: straight black long hair, long wavy curls, tomboy short hair, student head, and pear cuts, all kinds.

Yun Ya tried on one after another, they all looked very realistic. When she put on the student head wig, with ear-length short hair and straight bangs, it made her little face appear even more delicate, and she looked several years younger, like a middle school student, appearing particularly pure.

Ah Yun immediately said: "This one looks good, makes you look younger, and absolutely no one will recognize you on the street."

Yun Ya looked in the mirror and felt it wasn’t bad; the straight bangs almost covered half her face. Those who weren’t familiar with her wouldn’t recognize her.

The distinct style of clothes Yun Ya mentioned was interpreted by Ah Yun as little rascals... a black skull T-shirt, ripped jeans with metal chains, studded boots... Yun Ya’s mouth twitched slightly as Ah Yun eagerly said: "Miss, hurry and try them on."

Yun Ya came out of the fitting room, and Ah Yun exclaimed in surprise: "Really beautiful...."

Yun Ya was naturally quite slender and tall, perfectly fitting this somewhat androgynous style, looking both beautiful and cool.

Yun Ya casually performed a street dance segment, her movements graceful and swift, capturing everyone’s attention.

Ah Yun screamed: "Miss, you can dance too?"

"Of course, jazz, tango, Latin, street dance, name it, and I can perform it." Yun Ya’s confident smile appeared particularly attractive.

Ah Yun thought to herself, Miss is truly a jack-of-all-trades. Is there anything in this world she can’t do?

Yun Ya laughed and looked at the silent person beside her, "Mingyue, is it nice?"

Mingyue’s eyebrows slightly raised, the long sword leaving its sheath with a "swish" sound. Yun Ya’s right ear’s strands fell in response, leaving the hairstyle with a slightly irregular yet more stylish and trendy look.

Yun Ya touched her hair and smiled: "Yet another stylist held back by circumstances."

"Even more beautiful than before. Sister Mingyue, you’re amazing, how do you wield the sword so beautifully?"

As the long sword returned to the sheath, Mingyue folded her arms over the sword, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, sunlight draping over her, cloaking her entirely in a golden glow. With a charming smile on her lips, she lifted her eyebrow at Yun Ya: "True disguise is hiding in plain sight."

Walking down the street, who would associate this dynamic, trend-setting non-mainstream girl with that elegant socialite and genius doctor? Probably even unthinkable for anyone.

Yun Ya responded with a smile: "Exactly."

When Yan Song came downstairs, Ah Yun and Mingyue had already left. He saw a strange woman sitting in the living room, and instinctively frowned. Although that figure seemed somewhat familiar, he absolutely didn’t dare associate it with Yun Ya.

"Yun Ya?" Yan Song called out in a deep voice.

No one responded, causing Yan Song’s heart to plummet abruptly, propelling him towards the door without a second thought.

Just as he reached the door, a familiar voice called out from behind: "Brother Yan, where are you going?"

Yan Song turned around abruptly to see a girl dressed like a little rascally teenager smiling at him. Though she was dressed very trendy, he would never forget that face.

"Yun Ya?" He asked incredulously.

Yun Ya stood up with a grin, "What, I change outfits and Brother Yan can’t recognize me?"

The person before him looked at most fourteen or fifteen years old, tender enough to almost drip water; who could have guessed she was the noble and elegant top socialite?

Yun Ya enjoyed watching Yan Song’s astonishment, steadily walking closer to him with a smile: "It seems my disguise was very successful, even tricking Brother Yan with those discerning eyes."

Yan Song suddenly laughed: "What brought on dressing like this?"

"Going out with you, of course, requires some disguise; otherwise, if paparazzi catch us, we can’t have fun freely." Yun Ya said, slightly pouting, tiptoeing up to cup his face, examining it from all angles: "No good, you draw too much attention, what if someone fixates on you?"

Yan Song chuckled: "I’m helpless too...."

Per Yun Ya’s request and through her skillful dissembling, Yan Song donned a baseball cap, a pair of black-framed glasses obscuring his face, with dark powder altering his skin tone even deeper. At first glance, he resembled an ordinary college student; only someone watching very closely could discern the true identity hidden behind those glasses.

Yun Ya stepped back a couple of steps, nodding with satisfaction, pulling out the most low-key outfit for him to change into, and together, they left hand in hand.

At the nearby large supermarket, they walked hand in hand, displaying affection without a care, attracting judgmental gazes from some who lamented the corrupt world—such a young girl, already... sigh...

Even in a crowd, they stood out, yet no one linked this little rascal with that top socialite; there was no connection whatsoever between the two.

They bought groceries, purchased some daily supplies, and as they strolled, Yun Ya grew tired, hugging Yan Song’s arm and said: "Let’s go back."

Yan Song glanced at her and nodded: "Alright."

While queuing to check out, a long line had already formed in front; Yun Ya felt despair and said, "Oh my... so many people... we’ll just have to queue patiently."

Slowly moving forward, the queue hardly budging, the aunt in front, to pass time, turned to chat with Yun Ya: "Young lady, is this your brother?"

Brother... Yun Ya’s mouth twitched slightly, instinctively glancing at Yan Song, whose face darkened, while Yun Ya laughed internally, outwardly nodding: "Yes, Auntie, how did you know?"

The aunt laughed proudly: "You siblings look quite alike, I could tell at a glance."

Yun Ya looked at Yan Song, whose face darkened further, coughing: Can I understand it as us looking very much like husband and wife?

"Umm... Auntie, you’ve got sharp eyes." Yun Ya complimented with a thumbs-up.

The aunt chuckled: "That’s nothing." She took a closer look at Yun Ya and suddenly said: "Young lady, you look quite like a celebrity."

Yun Ya’s heart skipped a beat; could she have been recognized?

"That actress who played Princess Ziyu... what’s her name, oh me, right on my tongue yet forgotten, old age really affects memory...."

Who knows which actress that is?

The old man on the side, itching for a while, took the opportunity to chip in: "Isn’t it Xue Chengcheng? My grandson really likes her, he’s a die-hard fan."

Xue Chengcheng?

Yun Ya sighed in relief; did she look like Xue Chengcheng?

Chatting with the aunt, time flew by, and soon it was almost their turn. The aunt, carrying her reusable bag, was about to leave, turning back to bid Yun Ya farewell.

At this moment, a person suddenly rushed forward from behind. The space was limited, and the person’s hefty body shoved Yun Ya aside, catching her off guard as she tumbled backward, only to be caught by Yan Song at the waist.