Chapter 868 - 868 868 Maybe There Will Be a Surprise Soon

Chapter 868: Chapter 868 Maybe There Will Be a Surprise Soon Chapter 868: Chapter 868 Maybe There Will Be a Surprise Soon A few minutes passed, and Yang Xiaodong finally appeared, but there was no sign of Wang Zhenjun.

“Comrade Young Master, what happened?” Yang Xiaodong ran up to Luo Ziling, asking in surprise, “Are you hurt?”

“I’m fine,” Luo Ziling said irritably as Yang Xiaodong showed up. By that time, he had already felt that his body could move flexibly. He scolded Yang Xiaodong, “Let me tell you, I’m very dissatisfied with your performance.”

Yang Xiaodong was taken aback for a moment, then immediately grinned and begged for mercy, “Comrade Young Master, don’t be like that!”

“Get lost, I don’t want to see you tonight,” Luo Ziling shouted at Yang Xiaodong angrily.

“Comrade Young Master, since you’re alright, I’ll leave now. You should go back and rest early,” Yang Xiaodong shouted to Luo Ziling, then turned and ran away, “Later, Dull Bird and I will go report the situation to Sister-in-Law.”

Seeing such unusual conversation between Luo Ziling and Yang Xiaodong, and Yang Xiaodong fleeing against common sense, Ye Xiaoli and Yang Qingyin were completely baffled. Instantly, Yang Qingyin seemed to think of something, and her gaze towards Luo Ziling became a bit strange.

“Alright, it’s all good now, let’s head back,” Luo Ziling didn’t elaborate further and called for Yang Qingyin and Ye Xiaoli to return.

“Your injuries aren’t serious, are they?” Yang Qingyin didn’t ask anything else, only concerned about Luo Ziling’s condition.

“I’m fine,” Luo Ziling shook his head, “I’ll take a look at the injuries when I get back, apply some medicine, and it should be alright.”

Yang Qingyin didn’t ask further, and together with Ye Xiaoli, they helped Luo Ziling into the car.

Ye Xiaoli drove Luo Ziling to Yang Qingyin’s place.

All the way, Yang Qingyin held onto Luo Ziling’s arm and never let go.

Upon turning on the lights and entering the room, they were finally able to fully see how disheveled Luo Ziling was.

Luo Ziling’s body was covered in dirt, but fortunately, his face wasn’t blue and purple from bruises, or else his looks really would have been ruined.

By appearances alone, Luo Ziling’s injuries were not visible because he was wearing many clothes.

The many layers of clothing also affected Luo Ziling’s performance earlier; otherwise, it might not have ended so badly.

Once inside the room, Yang Qingyin didn’t care that Ye Xiaoli was still there and dragged him into the room, forcing him to take off his clothes and pants to examine the injuries.

Intimidated by Yang Qingyin’s domineering presence, Luo Ziling had no choice but to strip to his bare back in front of two women.

Once undressed, his muscular physique shone through, causing even Ye Xiaoli’s eyes to light up, not to mention Yang Qingyin.

However, Yang Qingyin’s focus wasn’t on Luo Ziling’s robust muscles; she was anxious to see if Luo Ziling had gotten hurt by the person from earlier.

Thankfully, aside from some skin and muscle injuries, Luo Ziling hadn’t sustained any other serious harm. In other words, Luo Ziling’s own assessment was right; the wounds were mostly superficial and didn’t involve anything serious like bones or tendons.

Luo Ziling carried with him some common medications, so he took them out.

Yang Qingyin snatched them away and began applying medicine on Luo Ziling.

While applying the medicine, Yang Qingyin complained unhappily, “Didn’t you say you were skilled in martial arts? Why couldn’t you fight back today?”

“Look, sister, do you think I intentionally threw the fight, letting that guy hit me?” Luo Ziling replied with a bellyful of frustration, “I seriously couldn’t beat him; that’s why I ended up in such a miserable state. If I could have beaten him, do you think I’d let myself get beaten to such a sorry spectacle?”

“Was he trying to kill you, or was he just testing your skills?” Yang Qingyin watched Luo Ziling without blinking an eye.

“How would I know,” Luo Ziling replied irritably, but after seeing Yang Qingyin roll her eyes in dissatisfaction, he quickly added, “We should know the answer very soon.”

“Are you going to your mother’s place?” Yang Qingyin asked again.

“Yes,” Luo Ziling nodded, “Perhaps, I’ll soon be able to tell you some very surprising news.”

Yang Qingyin sighed softly, then immediately showed a smile, “I hope I can congratulate you.”

Ye Xiaoli, serving as their assistant on the side, was puzzled by their mysterious conversation.

But she didn’t ask, loyally serving as Yang Qingyin’s assistant and applying the medicinal powder to Luo Ziling’s wounds.

After applying the medicine for the wounds, Luo Ziling’s pain lessened significantly, and after the application was finished, he stood up, jumped a few times, and threw some punches before smiling at Yang Qingyin and saying, “I’m almost good to go.”

Seeing Luo Ziling was still shirtless, Ye Xiaoli silently walked out and shut the door behind her.

“If you’re thinking of going to your mother’s, then go ahead. If no one can take you, Xiaoli can drive you there,” Yang Qingyin said, picking up Luo Ziling’s clothes, ready to help him get dressed, “Does it still hurt a lot?”

“Of course it’s a bit sore, but I can bear it,” Luo Ziling smiled, tidying up Yang Qingyin’s messy hair in front and said embarrassedly, “I scared you.”

“It’s okay, being with you, I’ve long learned to deal with all kinds of emergencies,” Yang Qingyin smiled and began to stroke Luo Ziling’s strong muscles, “You’ve got quite a lot of muscle on you. If you showed off these muscles, more beauties would be crying and rushing over.”

“Hooligan,” Luo Ziling slapped away Yang Qingyin’s hand, “You’re not jealous that my pecs are more developed than yours, are you?”

“Hooligan,” Yang Qingyin blushed and spat at Luo Ziling, “You’re the big hooligan. I can’t deal with you for insulting me like that.”

Luo Ziling wrapped his arms around Yang Qingyin and kissed her proactively, “Hehe, just kidding with you, no matter what, you are still more well-endowed.”

But this comment earned Luo Ziling a pinch from Yang Qingyin, landing right on his injury, making him yelp in pain involuntarily.

Yang Qingyin was startled and quickly let go, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to.”

“Make it up to me,” Luo Ziling tilted his head up confidently.

After a hum, Yang Qingyin still obediently kissed Luo Ziling, but after the kiss, she pinched him again on the chest where he wasn’t injured.

“Female hooligan,” Luo Ziling retorted, and with Yang Qingyin’s shriek, he quickly took a step back and started dressing himself.

Yang Qingyin didn’t seek revenge but came to help Luo Ziling get dressed.

Noticing a lot of dirt on Luo Ziling’s clothes and trousers, she fetched a wet towel from the bathroom and began wiping them down for him.

After a thorough wipe down and finding no more dirt, Yang Qingyin pushed Luo Ziling into the bathroom once again.

“Wash your face, comb your hair nicely; don’t ruin what you consider to be a very handsome appearance.”

Luo Ziling obediently followed Yang Qingyin’s instructions, washed his face, and combed his hair neatly.

He didn’t have Ye Xiaoli drive him to Ling Ruonan’s place, instead, he had Ye Xiaoli keep Yang Qingyin company and took a cab there himself.