The Young Urban Doctor
Chapter 1075 - Chapter 1075 Chapter 1075 Not Necessarily a Good Thing

Chapter 1075: Chapter 1075: Not Necessarily a Good Thing Chapter 1075: Chapter 1075: Not Necessarily a Good Thing Seeing Yang Qingyin’s face change in an instant, Luo Ziling cursed his luck.

However, his reaction was swift as he immediately wrapped his arms around Yang Qingyin’s shoulders and said with a smile, “It’s too cold outside, let’s go home. It’s been a while since we’ve played chess together, how about a game for old times’ sake?”

Yang Qingyin had clearly seen the annoyance that had flashed across Luo Ziling’s face just now, otherwise she wouldn’t have gotten angry.

Luo Ziling had turned his frown upside down so quickly and even wrapped her in his embrace, which she was slightly glad for, but still felt somewhat irritated inside.

“Not interested,” she pouted, rejecting Luo Ziling’s offer and struggling out of his embrace, “Since we’re both tired, we might as well go back to sleep early. I want to get some rest.”

“Then let’s go,” Luo Ziling didn’t mind Yang Qingyin’s little temper and embraced her shoulders again.

Yang Qingyin struggled a bit but couldn’t break free from Luo Ziling’s embrace and had no choice but to give up.

She remained silent the whole way as a silent protest against Luo Ziling’s unusual behavior earlier.

Luo Ziling kept talking, and seeing Yang Qingyin’s sullen expression, he finally used his trump card.

When they reached a deserted spot, he suddenly reached out and pinched her hard at her waist.

Although it was winter and she was wearing many layers, Luo Ziling’s sudden move still managed to make Yang Qingyin scream.

Luo Ziling took the opportunity to pick up Yang Qingyin and sprinted forward.

Yang Qingyin naturally struggled fiercely but to no avail and resigned herself to being carried away at a sprint by Luo Ziling.

Luo Ziling carried Yang Qingyin in a mad dash before finally bringing her into the elevator and up to the floor of the apartment she had bought, where he then set her down.

“Open the door, Little Yang,” Luo Ziling said with a smile after putting the now cheerier Yang Qingyin down, “I hope the security guard of this building isn’t always watching the surveillance cameras; otherwise, he would have quite a laugh seeing me carry you into the elevator.”

“Annoying junior,” Yang Qingyin pinched Luo Ziling hard after taking out her keys but didn’t immediately open the door, “Knowing that we could be seen and recorded by the surveillance, how could you dare do that?”

“Your clothes are thick, and you have a scarf, enough to hide your blooming beauty. You don’t need to worry about being recognized,” Luo Ziling snatched the keys from Yang Qingyin’s hand, opened the door, and then pulled her into the room.

“Have you fallen for Luo Yuqing?” Yang Qingyin asked softly after a moment.

“Such a beauty would naturally be likable to anyone,” Luo Ziling didn’t deny it insincerely, “what’s more, she could possibly be my half-sister from the same father.”

“What I mean and what you mean are not the same.”

“Actually, they are the same.”

Yang Qingyin immediately became a little angry and bit Luo Ziling.

With layers of clothing in the way, there was nowhere to bite properly, so Yang Qingyin could only chomp down on Luo Ziling’s face.

“You want to ruin my looks, do you?” Luo Ziling quickly pulled away and said solemnly, “But the way I like her is very different from the way I like you.”

“What’s so different about it?” Yang Qingyin was somewhat huffy.

“I want to marry you!”

Yang Qingyin’s face turned red instantly, and she reached out to pinch Luo Ziling without conceding, “Annoying junior, who said I’d marry you!”

“I didn’t say you would marry me, I just said that I want to marry you,” Luo Ziling persisted with utmost seriousness, “You could analyze the sentence structure, subject-verb-object, which is different from what you suggested.”

“Humph, I don’t want to marry you, you womanizing radish!” Yang Qingyin looked at him with disdain.

Luo Ziling felt aggrieved, “How could a womanizing radish possibly be so pure?”

Yang Qingyin, however, hadn’t noticed the change in Luo Ziling’s expression; his words had embarrassed her, and her face turned red.

Seeing Yang Qingyin fall silent, Luo Ziling knew his “wrong words” just now had had an effect, but he also felt awkward about continuing the topic.

Right then, his phone rang; it was from Ling Ruonan, so he quickly answered.

“Ling’er, is it convenient to talk?” As the call connected, Ling Ruonan’s gentle voice came from the speaker.

“Mom, go ahead,” said Luo Ziling, not avoiding Yang Qingyin and continuing to lie down as he spoke.

This made Yang Qingyin feel suddenly warm inside.

“The day after tomorrow, Old Mr. Ling is due to attend an event. You’ll accompany him,” Ling Ruonan’s voice was deliberately lowered, “I just confirmed it today. Prepare for the next couple of days. I’ll have Wuyue send you some documents tomorrow morning.”

“Alright,” Luo Ziling readily agreed.

Ling Ruonan didn’t have more instructions but told him to come to her place after reviewing the documents tomorrow evening for an in-person discussion. Luo Ziling didn’t refuse.

After ending the call, Yang Qingyin, who had been listening, said with shining eyes, “Old Mr. Ling is preparing to let everyone know that the Ling Family has accepted you again?”

“I’m not sure what their intention is,” Luo Ziling smiled wryly, “Perhaps Old Mr. Ling is afraid of more health issues, so he wants me by his side during events. It’s also possible they’ve finally acknowledged me, or they’ve seen me bullied enough and want to protect me. Or maybe, they want to make amends for something. I really don’t know their reasons.”

“But accompanying Old Mr. Ling at events would make more descendants of the Ling Family see you as a thorn in their side,” Yang Qingyin said quite seriously, “It might not be a good thing at all!”

Luo Ziling was taken aback by Yang Qingyin’s words.