Chapter 782 - 782 782 Are You Declaring Sovereignty

Chapter 782: Chapter 782: Are You Declaring Sovereignty? Chapter 782: Chapter 782: Are You Declaring Sovereignty? At noon, Yang Qingyin took the initiative to ask Luo Ziling to visit Fang Dongxun together.

Luo Ziling didn’t refuse, and promptly agreed.

The first class in the afternoon was Advanced Mathematics, and Luo Ziling shamelessly asked Teacher Wang Tongshan for leave.

Wang Tongshan agreed without hesitation, telling Luo Ziling to just go and take care of his business.

Encountering such a generous teacher, Luo Ziling really didn’t know whether to describe his luck as fortunate or irresponsible.

However, he never intended to seriously study Advanced Mathematics. He couldn’t even understand the trigonometric functions from middle school, let alone higher mathematics.

It was too exhausting to start from scratch, and he felt it would be useless to him, so he didn’t plan to learn it.

“Junior, you really met a good teacher,” said Yang Qingyin, unable to hold back a tease when she knew Luo Ziling didn’t want to attend the Advanced Mathematics class, “I originally thought the pretty lady teacher would take special care of you, but I didn’t expect the uncle teacher to also look after you. I’m a bit envious, jealous, and resentful!”

“For a goddess like senior, if it were a male teacher, he would definitely take special care of you, right?” Luo Ziling teased Yang Qingyin, “Anyway, if I were your teacher, I would pay special attention to you, having such a beautiful student would be so exciting to teach. But if you didn’t attend classes, the teacher would probably be upset.”

“Then come be my teacher,” Yang Qingyin said to Luo Ziling with a smile, “You teach me medicine, how about it? If I lose my job in the future, I can still make a living by practicing medicine.”

“That’s right, that’s right, you shouldn’t bother learning, just keep on with your chess, zither, calligraphy, and painting,” Luo Ziling reached out and pinched Yang Qingyin’s nose, “If you lose your job, I’ll support you!”

“Really?”

“Of course it’s true. You eat so little, Miss Yang; I could support several people like you.”

“Hmph, so you want to keep several beautiful women. You really are a fickle big radish,” Yang Qingyin pouted her pretty lips.

“That’s not what I meant,” Luo Ziling immediately became anxious, “I just meant that someone who eats as little as you is easy to support.”

“It’s true my food costs are low, but my other expenses are high,” said Yang Qingyin with a sly smile, raising her foot, “These boots cost a regular office worker’s monthly salary!”

“I’m not afraid. If it comes to it, I’ll steal, rob, or beg on the streets. I definitely won’t let Miss Yang go hungry.”

Yang Qingyin was deeply moved by Luo Ziling’s joking words, and she took the initiative to hook her arm through his, “Junior, you treat me too well, I’m really touched!”

“Then show some initiative, like giving me a kiss,” Luo Ziling pointed to his lips, instructing Yang Qingyin very seriously, “If you feel one isn’t enough to show thanks, then several, or use some other way that better expresses your feelings.”

Luo Ziling was just joking; he knew Yang Qingyin wouldn’t get affectionate with him in public.

Unexpectedly, Yang Qingyin actually leaned in and pecked him on the lips, saying with a delighted smile, “Satisfied now?”

The two were walking on the street, preparing to take the subway. Although they had dressed up to avoid being recognized when they left the house, walking hand in hand still attracted a lot of attention—their intrinsic qualities couldn’t be hidden.

When Yang Qingyin kissed Luo Ziling in public, it garnered even more attention, her face turning red in an instant. She quickly pulled Luo Ziling and ran.

“Hmph, next time we go out, you’ll have to disguise me as someone else; that way, we won’t be afraid of recognition.”

Luo Ziling naturally agreed, “Alright, as long as you like it, dressing you up like a little beggar is no problem at all.”

“Get lost,” Yang Qingyin pinched Luo Ziling, “Turns out you like to see me look ugly, so annoying!”

After Luo Ziling let out a pained cry, he laughed again, “I’ll dress up as a little beggar too, and we can go begging on the street together, how about that?”

“Not a chance!”

“In ‘The Legend of the Condor Heroes,’ when Guo Jing met Huang Rong, she was dressed as a little beggar.”

Yang Qingyin laughed slyly, “I’m not Rong’er, and you’re definitely not the simple-minded Jing. Haven’t you been comparing yourself to Zhang Danfeng?”

“Alright, little brother, let’s hurry up and go!” Luo Ziling said, pulling Yang Qingyin by the hand and starting to run.

“You’re younger than me, you can’t call me little brother, and I won’t call you big brother,” Yang Qingyin laughed happily, letting Luo Ziling pull her along.

The two of them joked and laughed all the way, and soon arrived at Fang Dongxun’s villa.

When they rang the doorbell, the one who answered turned out to be Fang Qianqian.

Seeing Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin standing at the doorway, arms linked intimately, Fang Qianqian froze, taking a while to react.

“Qianqian, Ziling and I came to see your brother. We heard he’s been recovering quite well,” Yang Qingyin greeted Fang Qianqian proactively.

Fang Qianqian replied somewhat annoyedly, “It’s a bit much for Miss Yang to come all the way over. You’re not here to enjoy the sight of my brother’s difficulties, are you?”

Yang Qingyin didn’t seem to care and didn’t let go of Luo Ziling’s arm, wearing a faint smile on her face, and even took the opportunity to rebuke Fang Qianqian, “Ziling is here to treat your brother, why aren’t you inviting him inside?”

“Please come in,” Fang Qianqian knew Yang Qingyin was asserting her dominance, but with no psychological preparation for today, she didn’t know how to retort and could only sulkily let Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin in.

Yang Qingyin didn’t pay much attention to Fang Qianqian and followed Luo Ziling toward Fang Dongxun’s room.

As they were about to reach Fang Dongxun’s room, Yang Qingyin leaned in and whispered into Luo Ziling’s ear, “Fang Qianqian must be after you for sure.”

“Stop being jealously absurd, alright?” Luo Ziling replied irritably.

“I’m not jealous. I know you don’t care about her, you just see her as a passerby. But she’s taken an interest in you, hehe, who can blame her when you’re so handsome and so strong? Qianqian is smitten!”

Luo Ziling just rolled his eyes in response.

Fang Dongxun, who was lying down resting, was quite surprised and a bit embarrassed to see Yang Qingyin come with Luo Ziling.

Yang Qingyin, on the other hand, greeted him straightforwardly.

She then told Fang Dongxun that she was going to have dinner with Luo Ziling later, so they just stopped by to see how his recovery was going.

Fang Dongxun read between the lines of Yang Qingyin’s words.

This woman came specially to tell him that her relationship with Luo Ziling was very good and to stop harboring any inappropriate thoughts.

He felt a bit bitter inside but still managed to smile in response to Yang Qingyin, even jokingly saying that Yang Qingyin and Luo Ziling looked like a match made in heaven together, and wished to drink to their happiness someday.

If someone else had made such a comment, Yang Qingyin would definitely have blushed, but faced with Fang Dongxun, she wasn’t shy, just smiling.

In front of others, Yang Qingyin was a proud queen, unsmiling, but with Luo Ziling, she was like the girl next door.

After Luo Ziling finished treating Fang Dongxun and they were about to leave together, Yang Qingyin said to Luo Ziling with a smile, “From now on, the Fang Family won’t be troubling you anymore.”

“So you were asserting your dominion?”

“Can’t I?”

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