Chapter 1093 - 1093 1093 Return to the Yang Family Old House

Chapter 1093: Chapter 1093: Return to the Yang Family Old House Chapter 1093: Chapter 1093: Return to the Yang Family Old House Yang Qingyin was a good student, although she had taken the morning off, she still went to class in the afternoon.

Feeling there wasn’t much of an issue, Luo Ziling also dutifully went to class.

Luckily, the afternoon classes were “Physiology” and “Histology and Embryology,” which he could understand and even found somewhat interesting.

He was more interested in “Physiology” because it would help fill the gaps in his knowledge of traditional medicine.

As for “Histology and Embryology,” the lecturer was quite witty and humorous.

This middle-aged uncle named Lou Yongjian was naturally funny. Even the most ordinary things, when explained by him, could make many students laugh.

Actually, Luo Ziling didn’t really care about “Histology and Embryology,” but was more interested in hearing Lou’s humorous comments.

He thought if he could learn Lou’s style of speaking, he’d be more popular with the girls.

During “Histology and Embryology,” just when it was getting interesting, he received a message from Yang Qingyin.

“Junior, my grandfather just called and asked me to take you to the old house for dinner,” Yang Qingyin’s message was followed by a few pitiful emoticons.

Luo Ziling, who was previously enjoying the class, suddenly had his good mood spoiled by Yang Qingyin’s message.

“Okay, I’ll go with you,” he replied to the message quickly.

After thinking for a moment, he sent another message: “Don’t worry, your grandfather isn’t going to beat me to death there. Unless he uses weapons, I’m not afraid of anything. Whether it’s arguing or fighting, I’m tougher than your grandfather.”

Yang Qingyin responded with just three eye-rolling emoticons and not a single word.

After class, Luo Ziling went straight back to his dormitory to change clothes and meet Yang Qingyin to go to the Yang Family Old House together.

Cao Jianhui had originally wanted to take Luo Ziling out for dinner to ask about precautions for Luo Yuqing’s birthday party the next night. To his surprise, Luo returned to the dormitory, changed his clothes decisively, and prepared to leave, which left Cao somewhat gloomy.

“Boss, what are you up to?” he asked with gossip in his eyes, “Who’s the beautiful woman you have a date with today? Yang? Luo? The Ouyang Sisters?”

“Get lost,” Luo Ziling snapped harshly, and then gave Cao Jianhui’s butt a kick, “Who I date is none of your business.”

“Boss, aren’t we just concerned about you?” Cao Jianhui said with a shameless grin, “We were even considering whether to leave the door unlocked for you tonight! I know, you must have a date with Goddess Yang today; otherwise, you wouldn’t be dressing up so formally.”

Luo Ziling had changed into a gray suit, with a turtleneck sweater inside, dress pants, and black leather shoes below.

He usually didn’t dress like this, so Cao Jianhui and the others immediately sensed something was up.

Li Fuming and Wu Longjiang also joined in the taunting, only to each get kicked by Luo Ziling.

The three guys didn’t mind, and continued to heckle from their beds, so Luo Ziling simply ignored them.

All dressed up and with some tools in hand, Luo left the dormitory and called Yang Qingyin to ask where she was.

Yang Qingyin told Luo Ziling to wait for her near her house.

When Luo Ziling arrived near the house where she lived, following Yang Qingyin’s instructions, he saw Ye Xiaoli had already parked the car there.

He opened the rear car door and saw Yang Qingyin sitting there.

“Yang, I didn’t bring a gift,” Luo Ziling sat next to Yang Qingyin, smiling, “Today, your grandfather’s banquet is definitely a trap, so I’m not going to kiss up.”

“It’s fine,” Yang Qingyin replied indifferently and then instructed Ye Xiaoli to drive.

On the way, Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin didn’t talk incessantly as usual.

Yang Qingyin was preoccupied, and so was Luo Ziling, hence the two only spoke sporadically throughout the journey.

As they were getting closer to the Yang Family Old House, Yang Qingyin finally snapped back to reality and once again urged Luo Ziling, “Ziling, after all, the person you’re going to meet today is my grandfather. He’s an elder. I hope for my sake, you can show him some respect. Okay?”

“If he doesn’t make unreasonable demands, I will certainly treat him with courtesy. I am polite to everyone,” Luo Ziling replied with a bitter smile, “but I can’t do the ‘turn the other cheek’ thing. Alright, don’t worry. I’ve been around and know the art of disarming adversaries.”

“Disarming adversaries,” Yang Qingyin rolled her eyes again, “Do you consider my grandfather an enemy?”

“It’s your grandfather who sees me as the enemy,” Luo Ziling corrected, “The first time we met, I treated him with the utmost respect, but he treated me like dogshit. Forget it, let’s drop the subject. After all, where there’s a will, there’s a way. I refuse to believe that I’ll end up having a big argument with your grandfather today, let alone come to blows with those around him.”

“Ah!” Yang Qingyin sighed but said no more.

After a rigorous security check, the car quickly entered the Yang Family Old House.

After stopping at the courtyard entrance, Luo Ziling was the first to jump down from the car.

Yang Qingyin got out of the car, while Ye Xiaoli didn’t get out but instead drove the car elsewhere.

“Let’s go in,” Yang Qingyin gave Luo Ziling a wry smile and led the way.

Luo Ziling quickly followed her.

“The young mistress has arrived,” a middle-aged man who looked to be of military background greeted them. He glanced at Luo Ziling then told Yang Qingyin, “The old master is in the study; he said to go there and have tea first.”

“Thank you, Mr. Qing,” Yang Qingyin smiled at the middle-aged man and beckoned Luo Ziling to follow her inside.

When they arrived at the study, Luo Ziling saw Yang Yuanshan reading with his reading glasses on.

Yang Qingyin courteously greeted him, but Yang Yuanshan only responded indifferently, his gaze landing on Luo Ziling.

“Young man, didn’t your grandfather teach you that it’s rude to visit someone empty-handed?” Yang Yuanshan coldly mocked Luo Ziling, “Isn’t your grandfather supposed to be so great? How come he didn’t teach you even this basic etiquette?”

Surprised by Yang Yuanshan’s remarks, Yang Qingyin’s face changed instantly, and she gave Luo Ziling a disapproving glare.

“Sir Yang, elder,” Luo Ziling replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, “this isn’t my first visit to the Yang Family Old House. Last time, I was kidnapped here by Qingyin’s father without a gift, and you didn’t mind. Can I disregard these mundane formalities this second time around?”

“Ha,” Sir Yang sneered, “It seems like several generations of the Luo Family lack proper upbringing.”

“Sir Yang, elder, you can’t speak of the Luo Family like that,” Luo Ziling stated sternly, “At the very least, my grandfather has never treated Qingyin with the attitude you’re showing me. Even knowing she is your granddaughter, he treated her kindly, without a single harsh word.”

After pausing, before Yang Yuanshan could respond, he continued, “Moreover, a gift doesn’t have to be tangible. What if I told you, Sir Yang elder, that you have a hidden illness that could endanger your life within a year or two, but I can cure you? Would that count as a substantial gift?”

Luo Ziling’s words stunned Yang Yuanshan.

Yang Qingyin, however, was utterly shocked.