Chapter 1589: 1589 Disappointed

Chapter 1589: Chapter 1589 Disappointed

Seeing Luo Ziling’s face full of confusion, Luo Liansheng didn’t explain further and instead got up and went upstairs to sleep.

“Go to bed early,” Ling Ruonan didn’t intend to say much more to Luo Ziling either, letting him go to sleep early.

Luo Ziling had no choice but to go upstairs.

After going upstairs, Luo Yuqing followed him in.

“Ziling, is the situation complicated?” Luo Yuqing asked Luo Ziling in a low voice, “Will something happen to us?”

“There’s no trouble, and nothing will happen because these things have nothing to do with us,” Luo Ziling patted Luo Yuqing’s shoulder, “Otherwise, the police would have come to us long ago. The troubles we’re encountering are just someone taking the chance to retaliate and frame us.”

Luo Yuqing understood the situation well but didn’t point it out, and she nodded seriously: “That’s good!”

“In a few days, we can resume normal life,” Luo Ziling smiled, “Then you won’t have to come here with me every day.”

“I actually like coming here, there’s food and shelter, I don’t mind it at all.”

“Really?” Luo Ziling was a bit surprised.

“Really,” Luo Yuqing nodded seriously, “I’m not lying to you.”

“That’s good then!”

Luo Yuqing didn’t say anything more, she said goodnight and went back to sleep.

After taking a shower, Luo Ziling lay on the bed looking at his phone.

Although he didn’t receive any calls from others, there were quite a lot of messages.

Ouyang Feifei had messaged him, asking about some situations, to which Luo Ziling replied one by one, but Ouyang Feifei didn’t respond.

Yang Qingyin also sent several messages, telling him something about Yang Yuanshan later and asking what Luo Ziling was doing at night.

“I just went out to discuss something with someone and signed a contract. It’s about the adaptation of Dai Shulan’s work,” Luo Ziling didn’t hide it and told Yang Qingyin about his whereabouts that night: “We gave her work six million for copyright. This price should be relatively low. Normally, such works would fetch at least eight million for film and TV rights. They asked for less, so the price came down.”

“Didn’t that pretty senior become rich overnight?” Yang Qingyin quickly replied with a few surprised emojis.

“If you want, you can also try writing a novel. No matter good or bad, I’ll find a way to buy the rights and invest in making a TV show or movie.”

“Your proposal is quite tempting,” Yang Qingyin seemed genuinely interested and replied to the previous message, then quickly sent another: “I’m very interested in history and would love to write a novel related to it. You have an interest in the history of the Tang Dynasty, and so do I. Maybe when I’m free, I’ll draft something up to see if a story can come out.”

“I believe your storytelling ability won’t be any worse than Dai Shulan’s.”

Yang Qingyin was immediately dissatisfied and sent a message questioning Luo Ziling: “Are you complimenting me or insulting me?”

“What do you mean?” Luo Ziling was a bit perplexed.

“You said my storytelling ability is excellent, are you saying I’m good at making things up?”

“Being too smart isn’t a good thing, that’s not what I meant at all. Why are you insisting on interpreting it that way?”

Yang Qingyin sent back two rolling eyes emojis.

But then she sent a message, “Can I give you a call?”

Luo Ziling didn’t reply, he directly made a call.

Before the ringing could be heard, Yang Qingyin had already picked up.

“I heard that Chen Xiaoyi is back,” Yang Qingyin asked Luo Ziling softly after picking up, “Do you know about this?”

“I know,” Luo Ziling thought for a moment and then decided to tell Yang Qingyin some things: “When she came back, she first called me, wanting to question me about something. I went to the airport to see her, and she looked very worn out and near collapse at that time.”

Hearing Luo Ziling say this, Yang Qingyin was silent for a while and then gently asked: “She must be the one suffering the most.”

Luo Ziling didn’t expect Yang Qingyin to say this and suddenly didn’t know how to respond.

“What are you planning to do?” Yang Qingyin asked Luo Ziling.

“Things will soon pass,” Luo Ziling could only vaguely answer, “I just hope, in the end, we won’t be enemies.”

After a while of silence, Yang Qingyin didn’t ask about Chen Xiaoyi anymore but instead started talking about her grandfather’s condition: “Junior, after your treatment, my grandfather’s complexion has improved a lot, he himself feels it’s quite miraculous. Your medical skills are indeed worthy of their reputation.”

Seeing Yang Qingyin didn’t ask further about Chen Xiaoyi, Luo Ziling was relieved.

“I’ve never bragged,” he replied to Yang Qingyin with a smile, “The facts speak for themselves.”

“I hope you can create a miracle.”

“I should be able to create a miracle,” Luo Ziling said confidently, then curiously asked: “By the way, wasn’t it Gu Jian’an who used to be your grandfather’s health doctor? Why isn’t he providing medical care for your grandfather now?”

“I thought you wouldn’t ask about this,” Yang Qingyin sighed, “I seem to have mentioned it a bit that day, because Gu Jian’an has been checking my grandfather’s health, but he didn’t find any anomalies this time, even after the results were abnormal, he couldn’t diagnose the disease, so my grandfather was disappointed. He, being a smart person, expressed his regret after knowing the situation, saying he needs to delve deeper into medical skills and asked my grandfather to punish him. Since he voluntarily admitted his lack of skills, and his usual relationship with my grandfather is not bad, my grandfather didn’t fuss over it. As for Gu Jian’an, he probably won’t have the face to come to our old house again. I heard he and Gu Changwei are going to participate in a traditional medicine exchange activity.

“Didn’t I tell you that?”

“I think I heard others say it too.”

“Okay,” Luo Ziling thought for a while, then asked Yang Qingyin, “After the argument with your dad that day, did he say anything afterwards?”

“I thought after you argued that day, he would have a terrifying response,” Yang Qingyin’s voice revealed something strange, “But strangely, nothing. It’s like the argument never happened, I don’t know what he’s thinking.”

“That’s probably a good thing, maybe your dad realized something.”

“It’s definitely not that, he probably saw the effect of my grandfather’s first treatment with you, so he’s holding back.”

“Am I a complicated person?” Luo Ziling suddenly asked back.

“Of course you are.”

Hearing Yang Qingyin reply without hesitation, Luo Ziling was a bit depressed: “You think so too?”

“Among our peers, I haven’t met anyone as complex as you.”

“Do you find me scary?”

“If standing on the opposite side of you, I would indeed think so.”

“Anyway, we definitely won’t be opponents, so you shouldn’t think I’m scary,” Luo Ziling said, chuckling.

Yang Qingyin said faintly: “I hope that day never comes, and I hope you won’t sell me out while I’m still counting money for you.”

“I’m quite disappointed you’d say that,” at that moment, Luo Ziling was really disappointed.