Chapter 975 - 975 975 Does This Count

Chapter 975: Chapter 975: Does This Count? Chapter 975: Chapter 975: Does This Count? Awkwardness ensued as Yang Qingyin, who dreaded pain, pushed Luo Ziling away and escaped into the bathroom.

About twenty minutes later, Yang Qingyin finally came out of the bathroom.

Both felt a bit awkward, but eventually, Luo Ziling sheepishly said, “It’s getting late, let’s go to sleep!”

Yang Qingyin was still thinking about how to explain things to Luo Ziling.

But when Luo Ziling suggested they go to bed early, she found herself unable to utter the explanation she had prepared.

Thus, Luo Ziling gave up, leaving her feeling somewhat disappointed—a woman’s thoughts can sometimes be so strange.

But in the end, she just hummed an acknowledgment and had no other reaction.

After they both lay down, Luo Ziling took the initiative and offered, “Why don’t I give you a massage?”

“Mhm,” Yang Qingyin nodded gently.

So Luo Ziling, feeling very nervous, started massaging Yang Qingyin very earnestly and soon massaged her to sleep.

After Yang Qingyin had fallen asleep, Luo Ziling finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His emotions had fluctuated greatly several times today, leaving him feeling somewhat unsettled.

It took him a while to fall asleep as he felt somewhat confused and even considered himself a failure.

After breathing deeply several times, he forced himself to sleep.

The next morning, he woke up quite early.

He was woken by the ring of the telephone.

It was a call from Yang Qingye.

“Sis, what are you up to?” Yang Qingye’s mood seemed good. After laughing heartily a few times upon Yang Qingyin picking up the call, he asked, “You haven’t gotten up yet, have you?”

“What’s the matter?” Yang Qingyin asked discontentedly.

Her pleasant dream had been disturbed, and Yang Qingyin felt quite irritated, hence her tone was somewhat harsh.

“You’re still in bed?” exclaimed Yang Qingye in feigned shock. “It’s almost nine o’clock, and you’re still not up, take care lest you turn into a fat pig.”

“You’re the fat pig!” retorted Yang Qingyin, then asked, “What’s up?”

“Mom called and asked me to come home, and to bring you along,”

“Did she say what it’s about?” Suddenly alarmed, Yang Qingyin lost all sleepiness.

“No, she just said that Dad asked her to call,” Yang Qingye’s joking demeanor faded as he lowered his voice, “Sis, let’s go back together, Dad probably won’t scold us both! How about you come and pick me up later?”

After thinking it over, Yang Qingyin finally agreed.

The siblings arranged to meet in half an hour at the entrance of Qinghua Garden.

After hanging up, Yang Qingyin immediately got out of bed.

Having overheard the phone conversation, Luo Ziling had no choice but to get up as well. After quickly washing up and having breakfast at the snack shop downstairs together, Yang Qingyin called Ye Xiaoli to take her home and pick up Yang Qingye on the way.

Luo Ziling said goodbye to Yang Qingyin somewhat gloomily; the events of last night had left him feeling quite regretful.

This morning, as Yang Qingyin hurried away, it only added to his sense of loss.

As he walked dejectedly towards school, he received a call from Fang Dongxun.

“Ziling, it’s been a while since you last visited, are you free today? How about we have lunch together?”

Receiving Fang Dongxun’s call, Luo Ziling then remembered that he had forgotten about the promise he had made to treat him.

Considering he didn’t have any pressing matters, Luo Ziling agreed to go and help treat Fang Dongxun.

After grabbing his medical tools from the dormitory and ignoring the teasing comments from his three roommates who were still sleeping in, Luo Ziling left the apartment complex and had Yang Xiaodong drive him to Fang Dongxun’s place.

Upon seeing Luo Ziling, Fang Dongxun cheerfully said, “Ziling, you didn’t forget about my matter, did you?”

“These past few days have been quite busy, and I couldn’t keep up,” admitted Luo Ziling honestly. “Please forgive me, Brother Fang.”

“I’ve heard a lot about your recent exploits. Haha, it seems like you’re getting the upper hand in your struggles,” Fang Dongxun ushered Luo Ziling into the room and got straight to the point, “I’ve heard that Chen Jiahai was left in quite a bind by you, even the Night North Bar he had handed over to White Rose to manage was taken by you. You’re quite impressive, I really admire you!”

Luo Ziling smiled, “He played dirty against us, we just wanted a bit of compensation.”

“I’ve also heard something else, many descendants of the Ling Family are leaving Capital to work outside,” Fang Dongxun lowered his voice and shared the hard-earned information with Luo Ziling, “This is a statement by the elder generation of the Ling Family about your infighting! Brother, I must give you some advice. This is a very good signal, you should work hard to gain many benefits from the elder generation of the Ling Family. You can’t miss this opportunity.”

“How did you come to know about these matters?” Luo Ziling was puzzled.

“Someone snitched to me!”

“Who?!”