Chapter 874 - 874 874 Keep Respectful Distance

Chapter 874: Chapter 874: Keep Respectful Distance Chapter 874: Chapter 874: Keep Respectful Distance Wuyue drove straight into the campus and dropped Luo Ziling off at the base of his dormitory building.

As he parked, Wuyue also got out of the car, removed the clothes he was wearing, and handed them back to Luo Ziling, “Young master, your clothes!”

“I was hoping you’d help me wash them,” Luo Ziling said with a chuckle. “Just kidding, you keep them on so you don’t freeze later.”

With that, he turned and walked away without looking back.

As Luo Ziling strode away, Wuyue stood there in a daze for quite a while before finally sighing and driving off.

Luo Ziling didn’t head straight back to his dorm room but instead took two laps around the frozen Lake Wuming, running until he felt his blood boiling; only then did he return to his dorm room.

By the time he got back to the dorm, it was already ten o’clock at night. The other three guys had already washed up and were ready to go to bed.

Seeing Luo Ziling actually coming back to sleep, they were all very surprised.

Cao Jianhui’s loud voice immediately began booming, “Boss, it doesn’t seem like the sun rose from the west today, did it? You’re actually coming back to sleep, which is quite an event. Come on, did a goddess kick you out, so you’re slinking back here to sleep?”

“Yes, I got kicked out by a goddess, so I obediently came back to the dorm. Are you guys happy now?” Luo Ziling didn’t want to talk much with them, so after dropping this line, he went into the bathroom to relieve some pressure.

Unexpectedly, Cao Jianhui actually followed him into the bathroom, asking curiously with a face full of interest, “Boss, did you really have a fallout with Goddess Yang? Looking at you all dispirited, there are signs of a broken heart. Damn, such a huge one, being your girlfriend must be blissful; no wonder you have so many women clinging to you.”

Luo Ziling immediately became annoyed and kicked Cao Jianhui with a side-kick, sending him flying out of the bathroom.

Cao Jianhui never expected that Luo Ziling would be so violent even while taking care of his business. Caught off-guard, he was kicked backward out of the bathroom by Luo Ziling. Thankfully, he was nimble enough, or he might have really fallen flat on his face.

“Ah, I’m deeply hurt,” Cao Jianhui wasn’t depressed from being kicked by Luo Ziling; he had lost count of how many times it had happened. “Boss surpasses us in everything, we’re so devastated. Ahhh!”

“Haha, you actually tried to compare sizes with the boss?” Li Fuming said with a sleazy look. “You’re just asking for humiliation. With your almost burnt-out candle, you dare to compete with others.”

Cao Jianhui became angry and rushed over to go at it with Li Fuming; the two of them caused a ruckus across the bunk beds.

While they were making a commotion, Luo Ziling finished washing up quickly and deftly.

After washing his face and seeing his still incredibly handsome reflection in the mirror, he finally came out of the bathroom feeling satisfied.

“Boss, you’ve missed several days of classes now. You frequently skip, and with no official leave being filed, it puts a lot of pressure on me as the class monitor,” Cao Jianhui, done messing around with Li Fuming, sat down next to Luo Ziling and said in a low voice, “The Marxism-Leninism Teacher specifically mentioned you today, saying you’ve missed her class three times already. She wants you to explain yourself in her office.”

At the mention of the Marxism-Leninism Teacher, the image of that menopausal woman’s face sprang up in Luo Ziling’s mind, making him shiver.

The last time the Marxism-Leninism Teacher had called him to her office, she had threatened to play matchmaker between him and another campus beauty, Dai Shulan.

He had brushed it off casually at the time and thought the teacher was just speaking off the cuff. Dai Shulan must have known about his close dealings with other girls, so he assumed it would all come to nothing in the end.

But Luo Ziling guessed right away that the Marxism-Leninism Teacher’s concern wasn’t about whether he attended class or not. With the Medical School’s Dean Wu Mingyun looking after him, no teacher would fuss over his attendance.

She must be preoccupied with matchmaking him and Dai Shulan.

Luo Ziling and Dai Shulan were not familiar with each other, they had only interacted once at the welcome party.

That day, Dai Shulan had worn makeup, so her true appearance was unclear to Luo Ziling. He hadn’t taken the time to inquire about her, but he knew from a few things Cao Jianhui had mentioned. He learned that she was a very talented sophomore with a great figure, and many male students considered her a goddess. Different from the cold beauties like Yang Qingyin and Luo Yuqing, Dai Shulan was lively, giving off a very friendly vibe.

Cao Jianhui had once said that goddesses like Yang Qingyin and Luo Yuqing seemed too high and unreachable, while Dai Shulan seemed more down-to-earth and was warmer in her interactions with others. If he had to choose, he would definitely pick Dai Shulan.

Now Luo Ziling simply didn’t have the energy to connect with other attractive girls, the ones already around him were causing enough of a headache.

So, hearing Cao Jianhui speak this way, he couldn’t be bothered to explain further, let alone seek out the Marxism-Leninism Teacher.

As for Dai Shulan, he could only admire her from a distance.

“I’m taking off tomorrow. I have something extremely important, and I won’t attend class even if the sky falls,” Luo Ziling simply informed Cao Jianhui of his decision, “So, don’t expect me to come to class tomorrow, and I definitely won’t be going to the Marxism-Leninism Teacher’s office.”

“Fine, you’re always the busy one,” Cao Jianhui sulked as he sat back down on his bed, looking like he couldn’t be bothered with Luo Ziling, and after laying down, he asked another question, “Boss, what’s really going on between you and Luo Yuqing?”

“People with the same surname can’t marry, so you guys should stop worrying about her and me,” Luo Ziling replied irritably, then emphasized to make his point clear, “My grandfather and father’s wishes, I don’t have the strength to oppose, I can only respect their decision.”

When Luo Yuqing was mentioned, Luo Ziling suddenly remembered the request she had made last time.

“I can’t believe I forgot about that,” Luo Ziling felt frustrated.

Last time, Luo Yuqing had asked him when Luo Xusheng came to Yanjing, to somehow collect a sample for a paternity test.

Today he had really met Luo Xusheng, but Luo Ziling had completely forgotten about it.

When he saw Luo Xusheng at Ling Ruonan’s house, he didn’t think about this matter at all.

He wanted to tell Luo Yuqing about this, so ignoring the ribbing from the other three guys, he was about to chat with Luo Yuqing on WeChat.

But when he opened WeChat, he saw that Yang Qingyin had sent him several messages.

“Junior, the man in black who beat you up today, that really was your dad? Your dad doesn’t hold back, he almost crippled you.”

“Even though you got beaten up, you must be happy today, right? Finally reunited as a family. Ah, if you get a chance, say hello to him for me.”

“I wonder what he’ll think if he knows we’re good friends. Will he react like my dad, completely opposed to us hanging out together?”

Reading these messages from Yang Qingyin, Luo Ziling suddenly didn’t know how to respond.