Chapter 1844: 1844: Bewitchment

Chapter 1844: Chapter 1844: Bewitchment

Luo Ziling was momentarily stunned, then immediately laughed, “A shotgun wedding could actually be quite interesting.”

“What are you talking about? Didn’t you see what your mom went through?” Yang Qingyin glared at Luo Ziling with a bit of annoyance, “I don’t want to end up like her.”

Luo Ziling said nothing, and after a sigh, he lowered his head.

Yang Qingyin also said nothing further, and lowered her head in thought.

After a short while, Luo Ziling stood up and cheerfully invited Yang Qingyin, “Let’s go, though it’s still early, we should make the most of the time, or we won’t have much left to enjoy the scenery and take pictures.”

Yang Qingyin returned a smile and got up as well.

The two didn’t discuss the topic any further on their way, and instead talked about other things while driving to the old residence.

But they didn’t go straight into the old house. Instead, they parked at the entrance of the village and went to play in a nearby orchard.

It was a large orchard with peach and pear trees planted together.

In mid-March, the peach and pear blossoms were in full bloom, large clusters of pink and white flowers “dazzled our eyes,” as Luo Ziling put it.

“Howling Mountain that we visited in the morning wasn’t as nice as this; what beautiful peach and pear orchards,” Yang Qingyin twirled around a few times, and after Luo Ziling took several pictures of her, she earnestly said, “In the future, I want to live in a house with a big garden, with peach, pear, and bamboo in front of the house, so I can see flowers bloom all year round.”

Luo Ziling laughed, “That’s easy, just live in my family’s old house, and your wish will come true.”

“No thanks,” Yang Qingyin shook her head, “It’s not your house, it’s your ancestors’. It’s quaint, but it doesn’t match modern living concepts.”

“Alright, if we meet Yuezhou Municipal Government officials today, I’ll ask them if there’s a possibility of getting a piece of land to build a house. If so, I’ll buy it and build a courtyard myself,” Luo Ziling became excited as he thought of the Ouyang Family’s Jiangnan-style courtyard, “If I have the chance to build such a house, I’ll definitely design it myself and include all my ideal living environments.”

“Even if it’s possible, it would take several years to complete,” Yang Qingyin, although speaking this way, agreed with Luo Ziling’s proposal, “You can ask.”

“Besides Yuezhou, we could also build our dream courtyard in other places like the Northeast, Hainan, or the Northwest. By then, wherever we travel, we’ll have a villa to stay at. I love spring but not summer. If we have properties in many places, we can vacation in different places in different seasons.”

Yang Qingyin was immediately charmed by Luo Ziling’s words, “That’s a great idea!”

Luo Ziling noted the radiant smile on Yang Qingyin’s face and suddenly said, “Actually, under certain circumstances, a shotgun wedding is a really good idea. I’m serious!”

As Yang Qingyin was holding a branch of peach flowers, smelling its fragrance with a bright smile, her expression suddenly froze.

She looked at Luo Ziling in confusion, furrowing her brows slightly, “Do you really think that?”

“Yeah, if everyone opposes us, we could elope to one of our courtyards and live there for a while. By the time they find out, we could have our own child and be living a family life with kids, then who could control our fate? The only option left for them would be to accept the reality,” Luo Ziling spoke with emotion, “If we have our own home, we can live independently. We’re not short on money; the stock dividends alone are enough for us to live comfortably, enjoying life, and traveling the world.”

“Do you think if we did that, your parents, or my parents, would let us go like that?” Yang Qingyin bit her lip and looked at Luo Ziling seriously, “If they got angry and took everything away from us, how would we live?”

“My parents would never do such a thing, and even if they did, they couldn’t cut off all my financial means. You know, I can make a lot of money with my medical skills and prescriptions. Even if your father cuts ties with you and takes everything, I could still make you live like a princess or a queen.” Saying this, Luo Ziling took Yang Qingyin’s hand and smiled, “It’s just up to you if you’re willing or not!”

Yang Qingyin didn’t immediately respond but lowered her head to think seriously.

After a moment, she lifted her head and gave Luo Ziling a smile, “Your ideas sound good, but I need to think about it carefully. If I could have my cake and eat it too, wouldn’t that be wonderful?”

“I’m not asking you to promise anything now. Our relationship is still very pure!” Luo Ziling said with a mischievous smile.

Yang Qingyin immediately blushed, and kicked Luo Ziling lightly, “You had to say that!”

“Alright, I won’t say another word!” Luo Ziling quickly jumped back two steps.

He accidentally bumped into a branch behind him, causing many petals to fall down and cover Yang Qingyin’s head and face.

As she brushed the fallen petals from her face, Yang Qingyin gave Luo Ziling a meaningful look, “Actually, you should know what concerns me the most.”

Hearing this, the smile on Luo Ziling’s face immediately faded.

He knew what Yang Qingyin was referring to, his feelings, not entirely devoted to her.

There were so many beautiful women around him, so many temptations, and in confusion, he had gotten involved with some of them in things that shouldn’t have happened.

Even though it wasn’t his initiative, or even forced, he couldn’t evade responsibility—the events had truly occurred.

“Anyway, you’re the person I want to marry, just remember that.”

“Doesn’t that sound hypocritical?” Yang Qingyin gave a contemptuous look.

“Alright, I won’t say anything more, let’s continue enjoying the flowers and taking pictures.” Luo Ziling said, suddenly kicking a nearby pear tree, causing a shower of petals to fall, all over Yang Qingyin’s hair.

Before Yang Qingyin could respond, Luo Ziling quickly made his escape.

Fortunately, the orchard owner didn’t appear, or Luo Ziling’s act of knocking down petals would definitely have gotten him into trouble.

After playing outside for nearly an hour and taking many photos, the two finally held hands and headed toward the old house.

When Luo Liansheng left Yuezhou, he left the old house in the care of a family relative, basically to keep an eye on the place, clean a bit, and water the plants.

The old house was still well-maintained, and Luo Ziling was quite satisfied.

The peach, pear, and crabapple trees in the courtyard were in full bloom, and the willow branches were lush and green.

“Haha, it’s a good thing we brought tea, we can enjoy a cup while admiring the flowers in the courtyard,” Luo Ziling’s mood was buoyant.

Yang Qingyin didn’t object to Luo Ziling’s plan, intending for the two of them to sit in the courtyard among the peach and pear trees to have tea and relax.

But unexpectedly, just as they were busy preparing to boil water and set up the tea set, Ouyang Feifei suddenly appeared at the old house’s entrance.