Chapter 909 - 909 909 It Might Be Like This

Chapter 909: Chapter 909: It Might Be Like This Chapter 909: Chapter 909: It Might Be Like This “Mom, what happened today?” Luo Ziling, who stayed in another room with Ling Ruonan, asked his mother, confused, “Why was Ling Zhengping so impulsive today? This is completely unreasonable! Did a donkey kick his head and turn him into an idiot?”

“I’m not sure why he would act like that either,” Ling Ruonan said, shaking her head and speaking with a puzzled expression: “It really doesn’t make sense that this situation should have occurred.”

After thinking for a bit, Luo Ziling quietly asked Ling Ruonan, “Was he provoked in some way? I mean, even someone as hot-headed as me wouldn’t accuse someone of poisoning someone else in public without any evidence.”

Hearing Luo Ziling say this, Ling Ruonan seemed to suddenly understand and said softly, “Did you notice the injury on his face?”

“There does seem to be an injury on his face,” Luo Ziling nodded and asked Ling Ruonan back, “Could it be that my dad has taught him a lesson before?”

Ling Ruonan remained silent, but her expression tacitly confirmed it.

“Did my dad actually go there and confront him?” Luo Ziling said with a puzzled face, “In that case, isn’t that a bit too domineering?”

“Impossible,” Ling Ruonan flatly denied, “Your father wouldn’t do such a thing, and even if he did use some kind of method, it wouldn’t be known by others.”

“Then…” Luo Ziling hesitated before saying, puzzled, “how could he act like that?”

All of a sudden, it dawned on Ling Ruonan, “Could it be that he thought it was you? He must have been plotted against, but he suspected you, which is why he lost control like that in front of you. It seems like the provocation he received was significant; otherwise, he wouldn’t have reacted this way.”

Luo Ziling thought about this and said with a bitter smile, “If that’s really the case, then he must really hate me now.”

Ling Ruonan didn’t say anything but just sighed softly.

She wanted to say that even if Luo Ziling wasn’t the one who had hurt Ling Zhengping, today’s slandering of Ling Zhengping as worse than pigs and dogs would ensure that Zhengping would hold a grudge against him for life. How could Ziling ever resolve the hatred with the Ling Family?

Ling Ruonan believed that no matter what favors Luo Ziling had done for Ling Jinhua and Ling Mingrui, today’s words slandering Zhengping as worse than pigs and dogs would ultimately erase any good feelings they had for Ziling. “How can this child be so unguarded in speech?” she wondered.

Wouldn’t slandering Zhengping as scum also slander all his relatives?

On the side, Luo Ziling grumbled resentfully, “Why is my dad so unreliable in his actions? He actually made me take the blame.”

Ling Ruonan still didn’t say anything, but her face relaxed a little. After voicing her guess, she immediately believed that was what happened: Zhengping was taught a lesson by someone else, and the blame fell on Ziling.

Luo Ziling was already somewhat resentful towards Luo Xusheng. Thinking of this, his dissatisfaction with his father grew.

“He left without saying a word, thinking he did some very satisfying deeds, but didn’t realize he had harmed me and my mom,” Luo Ziling thought he might have lashed out at Luo Xusheng if he was there.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t beat him; otherwise, it was quite possible for Ziling to take his “revenge” for that day’s events.

He decided that when he got back, he would discuss Luo Xusheng’s actions with Ling Ruonan, suggesting she find an opportunity to set Luo Xusheng straight so that he understood what he could do and what he couldn’t—at the very least, he shouldn’t let his son take the fall for him.

Seeing Ling Ruonan silent, Luo Ziling felt a little awkward and further added, “Mom, are you angry with me for talking about your brother like that?”

Ling Ruonan gave a bitter smile and said, “Anyone in such conflict would inevitably feel uncomfortable.”

So Luo Ziling tactfully shut his mouth and said no more.

Luo Ziling fell silent, which made Ling Ruonan feel a bit stifled, so she initiated a conversation, “How is Great Grandfather doing now?”

“He’s out of danger,” Luo Ziling sighed, “It seems the person who made a move also didn’t dare to escalate the situation too far. Who do you think did it, mom?”

“It must be someone who has visited the old house in recent times.”

“So we just need to ask the staff here, and wouldn’t that clear things up?” Luo Ziling’s eyebrows relaxed.

“It definitely won’t be that simple.”

“Alright, that much is certain,” Luo Ziling said, a tinge of dejection in his voice.

If only things were that simple, then there wouldn’t be any more major turmoil, but he knew that was definitely impossible.

The person who had employed such a tactic, how could they possibly allow themselves to be easily found?

However, Luo Ziling was certain about one thing, it shouldn’t have been Ling Zhengping who made the move.

“You sit here for a bit. Mom will step out for a moment,” after sitting for a while with her son, Ling Ruonan got up from the couch, “Mom will have a chat with your grandfather and your uncle. Sigh, in the future, try to refrain from making statements that offend your elders, okay?”

“As long as they don’t provoke me first, I guarantee I won’t provoke them. At least, I can do this much before my dad really returns,” Luo Ziling replied.

Hearing Luo Ziling say such a thing, Ling Ruonan sighed and didn’t say anything further.

After Ling Ruonan left, Luo Ziling sat alone in the room.

He felt listless, but after thinking it through seriously, he surprisingly didn’t harbor resentment towards Luo Xusheng anymore.

Luo Xusheng had sneaked away and bullied Ling Zhengping without anyone noticing, causing Ling Zhengping to suffer in silence and vent his frustration on him, the younger generation. Making Ling Zhengping this frustrated and mad, was, of course, an accomplishment for the Luo Family.

Luo Ziling believed that since Ling Jinhua had let him back in for treatment today, it meant that he wasn’t suspected of anything.

If Ling Zhengping openly slandered him, would Ling Jinhua allow the two to quarrel in the old house while he was ill?

Perhaps, there was an interesting show yet to come.

Luo Ziling was eager to see how Ling Jinhua would handle Ling Zhengping; he enjoyed watching such drama.

Ling Jinhua only woke up after about two hours, and Luo Ziling had been waiting in the room all this time.

Ling Ruonan hadn’t returned to keep him company and was probably discussing matters with Ling Mingrui and Ling Zhengping.

Upon hearing from the staff that Ling Jinhua had awakened, Luo Ziling went over to visit him.

Ling Mingrui, Ling Zhengping, and Ling Ruonan were all in Ling Jinhua’s room, and when Luo Ziling entered, their expressions had calmed considerably compared to two hours before.

“Great Grandfather, how are you feeling?” After the three individuals from the Ling Family made room for him, Luo Ziling sat by the bed and asked softly, “You look much better now.”

“Much better,” Ling Jinhua chuckled, “Fortunately, I didn’t have to go through an enema or stomach wash; otherwise, this old life of mine might have been troubled away.”

“Great Grandfather, the amount of croton you ingested wasn’t a lot. If I had taken it, at most I would have had a couple of bouts of diarrhea and then be fine. But since you’re older and your constitution is relatively weak, the symptoms were quite pronounced,” Luo Ziling said with a grin, “It seems that the person who made the move was considerate of your health and didn’t dare to add more poison. But having suffered from diarrhea so many times, your body must be somewhat affected. In the following days, I’ll find some time each day to come over and treat you, and I’ll prescribe a couple of medications to regulate your digestive system.”

As he spoke, Luo Ziling cast a sidelong glance at Ling Zhengping, who was sitting to one side, and then added with profound meaning, “Of course, if the old master suspects that the beans were my doing and doesn’t dare to take my medicine anymore, then there’s nothing I can do.”

Ling Zhengping’s brows, which had been relaxed, furrowed again, but in front of Ling Jinhua, he didn’t dare to act rashly.

“What would I be afraid to take? My life has been extended thanks to your help; I certainly won’t believe that you would poison me,” Ling Jinhua laughed heartily, “My health is surely a great achievement in your eyes. You wouldn’t destroy your own accomplishment, nor would you allow others to do so. That’s why you were so angry today.”

Ling Jinhua saying such thing in front of so many people left everyone present in shock.

Ling Zhengping’s face turned pale instantly.