Chapter 1481: 1481: Don't Be Unaware of the Blessings You Have

Chapter 1481: Chapter 1481: Don’t Be Unaware of the Blessings You Have

Ouyang Feifei seemed very excited, completely different from her usual aloof and cold demeanor. She even couldn’t help but scream a few times while cycling.

“Luo Ziling, ride faster!” She urged Luo Ziling from time to time.

Luo Ziling had been cycling side by side with Yang Qingyin, so he ignored Ouyang Feifei’s suggestion.

At most, when taking photos of Yang Qingyin biking, he would pedal furiously for a stretch, then stop ahead.

Meanwhile, Yang Qingyin would often stop cycling to take photos, and whenever she stopped, everyone else would follow suit.

Because of this, their cycling speed naturally wasn’t very fast. By the time they rode to the South Gate, it was already almost five o’clock.

Near the South Gate tower, there were many lantern displays. At this time, it wasn’t dark yet, so the lanterns weren’t lit yet.

Luo Ziling was feeling hungry, so he suggested they go down for dinner first, and then come back up to look at the lanterns after eating.

Unexpectedly, his quite reasonable suggestion was jointly rejected by Yang Qingyin and Ouyang Feifei.

“If we go out, we’ll have to buy tickets again to come back in. Do you think you’re rich enough to waste money like that?” Yang Qingyin spoke to Luo Ziling with her usual irritated tone.

“It feels nice being on the city wall. Let’s sit here for a bit longer,” Ouyang Feifei’s reasoning was relatively more restrained.

In the end, Luo Ziling could only comply with their wishes, and didn’t propose going down for dinner again.

Ye Xiaoli and Wang Qing both carried bags, which contained food and other supplies.

When they stopped to rest near the South Gate, the two of them pulled out the food from their bags.

“I’ve never had a day like this before,” Ouyang Feifei, wearing sunglasses and a hat, sighed while eating, “Honestly, it feels amazing to play freely like this, without any pressure.”

“Some people must be feeling even better, surrounded by so many beauties.” Yang Qingyin, also wearing sunglasses, ate her food without care for her image, sitting casually on the side as her face turned toward Luo Ziling. “You must be over the moon, right?”

Luo Ziling ignored Yang Qingyin’s sarcasm and sighed dramatically, “I’m so hungry my stomach’s sticking to my back. Ladies, I’m begging you all—can we please go eat dinner first? Once we’re full, we’ll have the energy to look at lanterns, maybe even to deal with the endless drama.”

“You can go eat by yourself.” Yang Qingyin snorted, “No one is forcing you to stay with us.”

“There’s so much food in the bag; aren’t you satisfied yet?” Ouyang Feifei threw a packet of beef jerky to Luo Ziling. “Just snack on this for now. In a bit, dinner’s on me. We’ll go eat roujiamo and mutton soup—the local specialties I’ve never tried, even though I’ve been to Chang’an a few times.”

Yang Qingyin shot Ouyang Feifei an unfriendly look. “Didn’t someone take you to Muslim Street to eat last night?”

“I meant before this trip,” Ouyang Feifei replied nonchalantly. “After trying it last night, I must say it actually tastes pretty good.”

Yang Qingyin didn’t make any further comments.

After hearing their conversation, Luo Ziling knew that if he expressed his opinion, it would only lead to trouble, so he pretended not to hear anything. Instead, he whipped out his phone to take rapid shots of the scenery outside the city wall and even updated his social media.

He noticed a flood of replies to his earlier post, but didn’t bother checking them.

He could already guess they’d be filled with teasing comments or inquiries. Ignoring them seemed like the best choice.

While he was busy taking photos, his phone rang. Seeing it was a call from Luo Yuqing, he quickly answered.

“Hey, little brother! Surrounded by so many beauties, feeling like a real Casanova, huh?”

The moment the call connected, Luo Yuqing’s loud voice boomed through, leaving Luo Ziling embarrassed.

“What do you want?” He retorted irritably. “You’re no longer a kid. Learn to act gentlemanly for once instead of being so wild all the time.”

“Are you my brother or my dad? Why are you so naggy?” Luo Yuqing said impatiently. “Anyway, I called to tell you that I’m boarding a plane right now. I’ll arrive in Chang’an tonight. If you’re available, come pick me up at the airport. But if you’re busy accompanying the beauties, I’ll come by myself.”

“You’re really coming?” Luo Ziling felt his scalp tingle.

“Didn’t I already tell you? I might just come join the fun! Plus, mom asked me to swing by and help you out. Of course, I couldn’t refuse such a glorious mission, so here I am. If you don’t have time to meet me, I don’t mind—but later tonight you’ll owe me a midnight snack, and better prepare to get smacked for whatever nonsense you pulled!”

“Fine, then I’ll come pick you up at the airport.” Luo Ziling muttered helplessly.

What kind of women had he gotten himself involved with?

After hanging up, Luo Ziling noticed the other women looking at him. He could only awkwardly explain, “Luo Yuqing is flying in as well. She’s boarding now and should arrive in about three hours. I’ll go pick her up at Xianyang Airport later.”

“We can stay here and watch the lanterns for a bit longer, then head down for dinner. The timing should work out fine. It’s a forty-minute drive to Xianyang Airport from here if the flight isn’t delayed,” Ouyang Feifei said with a smile. “Looks like things are about to get even livelier.”

“Rain stays with me tonight,” Yang Qingyin proposed out of the blue. “Xiaoli and Xiaolin can share a room—we’ve got other things to discuss.”

“What do you have to discuss with her?” Luo Ziling grew alert instantly.

“Women’s matters. Why do you need to know?”

“…” Luo Ziling had no choice but to shut up, feeling somewhat defeated.

At this moment, Luo Ziling also noticed Yang Xiaodong and Wang Zhenjun lurking nearby.

As his gaze fell on them, Yang Xiaodong and Wang Zhenjun exchanged sleazy smiles but didn’t approach.

Luo Ziling strongly suspected that these two had known where Yang Qingyin and Ye Xiaoli were the entire time, but didn’t tell him. They probably also knew Ouyang Feifei was coming to Chang’an but kept it from him. Heck, even last night’s whereabouts might have been leaked by Yang Xiaodong.

Two traitorous creeps, Luo Ziling thought bitterly, vowing to teach them a lesson soon and make them understand whose words were worth listening to.

As they sat for a while longer, the sky gradually darkened, and the lanterns near the South Gate tower were lit.

Seeing the lanterns light up, Yang Qingyin stood up and announced she wanted to go look at them. Naturally, Luo Ziling followed suit.

Ouyang Feifei also stood, heading toward the lanterns with Wang Qing.

Afraid something might happen, Wang Zhenjun and Yang Xiaodong cautiously tagged along.

“Come, come, come! Let me snap a photo of you surrounded by all these beauties—you can post it and show off on social media.” Yang Xiaodong chuckled gleefully and shouted for Luo Ziling, Yang Qingyin, Ouyang Huihui, Wang Qing, and Ye Xiaoli to stand together.

When the five of them shot him various expressions, he pressed the shutter.

Showing the photo to Luo Ziling afterward, Yang Xiaodong remarked slyly, “Dude, you’re really living the dream—being accompanied by the famous Yanjing Beauties. If it were me, I’d probably laugh in my sleep tonight.”

“Do you realize my life feels worse than death?” Luo Ziling snapped irritably.

Yang Xiaodong spoke with mock seriousness, “As a man, if you’re feeling worse than death in these circumstances, you’re a spoiled idiot. Believe it or not, we’ll throw you off the wall so you can taste what it’s truly like to be hated.”

“…”