Chapter 1089 - 1089 1089 The Malicious Taste of Luo Ziling

Chapter 1089: Chapter 1089: The Malicious Taste of Luo Ziling Chapter 1089: Chapter 1089: The Malicious Taste of Luo Ziling With a figure darting out, the door slammed shut with a “bang.”

Ouyang Feifei remained in her original position, lying down for at least half a minute before she snapped back to reality.

Upon realizing that Luo Ziling’s figure had disappeared from the room, she flew into a rage, embarrassed and furious.

This bastard—he actually—sneaked off!

Yes, he just ran away without looking back, closing the door behind him as he left the room.

Once Ouyang Feifei understood that Luo Ziling was messing with her, teasing her for fun, thoughts of murder crossed her mind.

“This bastard, I’m going to kill you,” Ouyang Feifei muttered as she got out of bed, grabbed her nightgown to cover her body, and ran to the window. She saw the retreating figures of Luo Ziling and Yang Xiaodong in the distance and couldn’t help but burst into a string of expletives. “Luo Ziling, how dare you play me like this, it’s not over between us, you’re driving me insane!”

In Ouyang Feifei’s memory, she had never lost her composure like this before—it was the first time she swore at someone.

Although she was swearing in her room where no one could hear her, Ouyang Feifei still felt a horrifying loss of control over her emotions. She abhorred Luo Ziling so much for making her lose all face.

Could there be any humiliation worse than what that bastard did to her today?

She had already surrendered to him, and he was just toying with her?

The thoughts of a woman were sometimes truly inscrutable.

Of course, Luo Ziling certainly didn’t think he was playing with Ouyang Feifei.

Pulling back at the critical moment was at most a prank, with a touch of small revenge.

In his interactions with Ouyang Feifei, he would often get annoyed by this woman’s arrogance, hence the desire for reprisal.

Today, having gotten his revenge successfully, after he had severely toyed with Ouyang Feifei, he felt refreshed and immensely proud, even unable to describe his current mood.

A queen-like beauty, once high and mighty, now submitting to him, at his beck and call—the sense of achievement was truly indescribable.

Luo Ziling was no loser; he had an unspoken arrogance and a male’s innate desire to conquer.

To have conquered Ouyang Feifei, he was of course extremely proud, as if he had won a battle. This feeling of pride was even stronger than when he was with Qingyin. Teasing her mercilessly, seeing her so annoyed and enraged, the sense of achievement was even more intense.

Hence, as he left Ouyang Feifei’s residence, his mood was exceptionally good, to the point where he even began to hum a tune.

It must be said, Ziling could sometimes be quite mischievous, and even a tad petty, enjoying revenge.

Of course, he would never admit these traits.

“Young master comrade,” Yang Xiaodong noticed a different air about Luo Ziling and couldn’t help but ask curiously, “did you succeed with Miss Ouyang?”

“Beat it,” Luo Ziling cursed without a good mood, “don’t talk nonsense. Spoiling the reputation of a lady like that, can you afford the responsibility?”

Yang Xiaodong didn’t mind and giggled, “Comrade young master, do you think that frequently entering and staying alone in Miss Ouyang’s boudoir for so long hasn’t already spoiled her reputation? If you say you didn’t do something indecent with Ouyang Feifei, I wouldn’t believe it even if you killed me.”

“How do you want to die? Beheading or poisoning? Or shall I seal a few of your major acupoints?”

“Oh come on, I don’t believe it,” Yang Xiaodong backed away a few steps, continuing to jest with Luo Ziling, “such a beautiful woman for you to harvest, if you could resist, only a ghost would believe that. Now, are you a Liuxia Hui? Only a man with a functional deficiency could do such a thing. I don’t believe you’re that kind of man, so… ”

Before he finished, Luo Ziling blew up, Yang Xiaodong got frightened and immediately shut up, and when he saw Luo Ziling chasing after him, he ran away in a panic.

Watching Yang Xiaodong flee, Luo Ziling couldn’t help but laugh again, feeling utterly content.

As he was about to return to school, he checked the time, and it was only half-past nine in the evening, so he took out his phone, ready to call Qingyin.

While pulling out his phone, he saw many WeChat messages, including messages from Qingyin.

Directly ignoring messages from others, he clicked straight onto Qingyin’s avatar.

“Junior, are you spending the night at your mom’s again?”

“Or are you at your mom’s getting re-educated again?”

Following that message, there were several playful emoticons.

Seeing those two messages and the playful emoticons, the slight shadow that had lingered from the time he spent with Qingyin yesterday vanished in an instant. Luo Ziling didn’t reply but immediately made a call.

“Senior sister, you missed me, didn’t you?” The moment the call connected, Luo Ziling teased.

“I certainly do not,” Qingyin replied disparagingly before complaining to Luo Ziling, “detestable junior, living a carefree life every day, totally forgetting about your senior sister.”

“How could that be?” Surprised by Qingyin’s words, Luo Ziling was delighted and quickly asked, “Where are you, senior sister? I’ll come to see you.”

“I’m of course in my room, about to go to sleep,” Qingyin huffed discontentedly, “I certainly don’t need some hypocritical junior to come see me. Go accompany Miss Ouyang, or any of your other confidantes, and leave me alone with my aching back and misery.”

Luo Ziling laughed heartily. “Senior sister, what’s wrong? Feeling unwell again? Did ‘Aunt Flo’ visit?”

“Detestable junior,” the voice on the other end of the phone, Qingyin, was slightly enraged, perhaps trying to cover her embarrassment, she forcefully said, “Knowing I’m not feeling well and yet not coming over to treat me, some Divine Doctor you claim to be.”

Luo Ziling didn’t care about Qingyin’s annoyance, he chuckled a few times before teasing her again, “No worries, ‘Aunt Flo’ coming is not a big deal. As long as this junior is here, everything is trivial. Just watch how I chase away the nuisance for you.”

“Luo Ziling, if you keep making fun of me, I’ll stop talking to you,” Qingyin said with increasing aggravation, “Why are you becoming more and more annoying?”

“Okay, okay, I was just joking. I’m on my way,” Luo Ziling curbed his laughter, “In at most fifteen minutes, this junior will appear before you. Oh, and I’ll bring some snacks you like. Just wash up and wait for me in bed.”

With that, without waiting for Qingyin to get angry, he hung up the call.

Qingyin, on the other end of the line, was so annoyed by Luo Ziling’s words that murderous thoughts crossed her mind.