Chapter 833 - 833 833 A Turn for the Better

Chapter 833: Chapter 833: A Turn for the Better Chapter 833: Chapter 833: A Turn for the Better Luo Ziling opened the door, walked out, and then the door gently closed behind him, instantaneously turning them into two people trapped in different “timespaces.”

Yang Qingyin felt an overwhelming sense of despair surge within her as Luo Ziling truly left. After turning to look at the empty room, she could no longer hold back and covered her face, sobbing quietly.

She had truly experienced what it meant to feel heartache.

Since she became sensible, she had never shed tears, even when deeply wronged, she always held them back.

But last night and today, she had shed many tears, unable to stop them.

“Go, just go, I never want to see you again,” she muttered, biting her lip lightly, then turned again to gaze out the window through tear-filled eyes.

Just then, the door to the room opened again, and someone came in.

Without a doubt, it had to be Xiaoli coming in, as only she had the room card.

Yang Qingyin didn’t turn around, still maintaining her previous posture as she calmly asked, “Has he left?”

When there was no response, Yang Qingyin sensed something was wrong and suddenly turned around.

It wasn’t Ye Xiaoli who had entered, but Luo Ziling.

After storming out in anger, Luo Ziling saw Ye Xiaoli chatting with Yang Xiaodong and Wang Zhenjun, and without saying much, he called Yang Xiaodong and Wang Zhenjun to follow him. He didn’t know that Wang Zhenjun had also followed them; he had meant for Wang Zhenjun to keep monitoring the situation here.

Seeing Luo Ziling leave in anger, Ye Xiaoli immediately understood what had happened and didn’t hesitate to step forward and stop Luo Ziling, advising him not to act rashly.

“If you leave like this, you’ll never have the chance to reconcile,” Ye Xiaoli stopped Luo Ziling and earnestly pleaded, “Miss must be angry because she misunderstood you. You don’t need to ask her anything; just go back and explain the situation. Once she understands, she won’t be upset like this. Hurry back and be with her, don’t listen to what she says, just tell her what happened.”

After hearing Ye Xiaoli’s advice, Luo Ziling thought about it and eventually agreed with her.

After she used her room card to open the door, he entered the room again.

Luo Ziling explained what happened yesterday, how he went to treat many people, and later, treated Ouyang Huihui at night.

“After so many treatments, I was utterly exhausted. I lay down in a daze without finishing, no, wait,” Luo Ziling suddenly thought of something while speaking, “even if I was exhausted, it shouldn’t have been like this; it’s impossible to sleep for so many hours without waking up.”

After saying all this, Luo Ziling ignored Yang Qingyin and frowned, recalling last night’s events.

After waking up this morning, he slightly felt fatigued and not quite awake, which he clearly remembered.

This was an improbable situation.

In the past, Luo Ziling had been more tired than this but never slept so long in a strange place without being aware of his surroundings. Last night, he had fallen asleep in a daze and was unaware of what happened afterward.

He clearly remembered that he had collapsed on the carpet and fallen asleep. But when he woke up, he was in bed, which meant Ouyang Huihui had helped him onto the bed and even removed his clothes for him.

When he woke up, he was only wearing underwear and nothing else.

Even if he was dreaming while sleeping, he couldn’t have taken off so many clothes.

Ouyang Huihui must have undressed him, and it was she who helped him into bed.

For those few hours, he had no idea what Ouyang Huihui had done to him.

If Ouyang Huihui had snapped a knife below him, his tragedy would have been eternal.

The thought alone made Luo Ziling break out in cold sweat on his forehead.

His grandfather had repeatedly instructed him during his martial arts training to never be careless and to always be cautious, as enemies could easily seize the chance to end his life. Going out to collect herbs was also risky due to potential wild animal attacks.

Most of the time, Luo Ziling adhered to his grandfather’s teachings, only occasionally lowering his guard when with someone he had an intimate relationship with, like Yang Qingyin.

But a situation like last night should definitely not have happened.

Could Ouyang Huihui have drugged him?

But that was just Luo Ziling’s guess; he had no evidence.

After a moment of suspicion, Luo Ziling recounted what happened afterward, including being unable to reach Yang Qingyin by phone and not receiving a reply to his messages. As he spoke, he even showed her the call history and the messages he had sent to Yang Qingyin on his phone.

After hearing what Luo Ziling had said, Yang Qingyin’s anger subsided slightly, but her face was still tense.

She had no interest in looking at Luo Ziling’s phone, but she glanced at it when Luo Ziling handed it over.

“Last night was really strange; WeChat crashed, and I had to reinstall it before it worked again,” Luo Ziling showed Yang Qingyin the WeChat messages, “Look, I sent you so many messages, but you didn’t reply.”

Yang Qingyin caught a glimpse of the messages Luo Ziling had sent her on his phone and noticed the timings—the last message he sent was just a while ago, which she found strange.

She had already blocked Luo Ziling on WeChat and deleted him from her contacts, so it was impossible for him to still be sending her messages.

Feeling something was off, she reached out to Luo Ziling: “Give me the phone.”

Seeing that Yang Qingyin was willing to speak, Luo Ziling breathed a sigh of relief and obediently handed over his phone.

Yang Qingyin looked at the messages Luo Ziling had sent and was very puzzled.

The WeChat ID labeled “Yang Qingyin” in Luo Ziling’s WeChat was indeed using her avatar, and all the messages had been sent successfully.

But it was impossible for her to have received these messages. How could someone she had blocked and deleted manage to send her messages successfully?

After browsing through all the messages Luo Ziling sent, she tapped on the WeChat avatar. Upon seeing it, her expression changed.

“This isn’t my WeChat account,” she handed the phone back to Luo Ziling, “Stop pretending, I don’t want to hear any more explanations from you.”

However, her tone was no longer as cold and dreadful as before.

Luo Ziling was stunned for a moment, opened the “Yang Qingyin” WeChat account and indeed noticed something odd.

“Eh, how strange,” surprised, Luo Ziling’s mind flashed with a thought and he immediately asked Yang Qingyin, “What did you receive last night?”

“You sent it yourself, don’t you know?” Yang Qingyin ignored Luo Ziling and walked over to the couch, sitting down with a flop.

“Just show me,” Luo Ziling was a bit angry, “I’ve been completely honest about last night. I know there must have been some misunderstanding. Why can’t you trust me? Even if you don’t trust me and want to sever ties, you should at least clarify things. Acting like those TV show leads who keep throwing tantrums without explaining, leading to misunderstandings, do you find that interesting?”

“You sent me those messages and photos, and yet you’re blaming me?” Yang Qingyin suddenly felt very wronged, pouting and staring angrily at Luo Ziling.