The Young Urban Doctor
Chapter 973 - Chapter 973 Chapter 973 She is Your Fiancée

Chapter 973: Chapter 973: She is Your Fiancee Chapter 973: Chapter 973: She is Your Fiancee Luo Ziling soon understood that Yang Qingyin’s anger should be blamed on Cao Jianhui, Li Fuming, and Wu Longjiang, and it also had to do with his mother, Ling Ruonan.

Ling Ruonan’s attitude toward Yang Qingyin was no longer as warm as before; instead, she looked at Ouyang Feifei differently.

Luo Ziling could feel this, not to mention the sensitive-minded Yang Qingyin.

It was completely understandable for Yang Qingyin to take the opportunity to complain a bit and express her dissatisfaction.

At the moment, he wasn’t annoyed but stretched out his hand to embrace Yang Qingyin’s shoulders and said with a smile, “Senior sister, today you went with me as my girlfriend, it’s totally different!”

Yang Qingyin’s face turned red, and she spat out in irritation, “Who is your girlfriend? Humph, I am your fiancee!”

“I came to break off the engagement!”

“But I didn’t accept your cancellation of our engagement, still claiming to be your fiancee!” After saying this, Yang Qingyin turned her head and looked seriously at Luo Ziling, “And your mom seems not to oppose her being her daughter-in-law now.”

“Then, do you want to be her daughter-in-law or not?”

“I certainly do not!” Yang Qingyin retorted irritably.

“Isn’t that giving someone else a chance?”

“Humph,” Yang Qingyin glared at Luo Ziling, unwilling to talk about this matter any further.

The two had supper, and by the time they left the hotpot restaurant, it was already half-past eleven at night.

The snow had unknowingly stopped, but the weather was even colder; the ice had already frozen solid, making crunching sounds under the boots. Yang Qingyin clung to Luo Ziling’s hand, fearing she might fall.

“Senior sister, where are you heading?” Luo Ziling wrapped his arm around Yang Qingyin and asked softly, “Tomorrow is Sunday, so you can sleep in. Do you want me to keep you company?”

“If you want to come over, just say so,” Yang Qingyin said discontentedly, sniffing, “I’m very tired today; you’ll have to give me a good massage.”

“As you command,” Luo Ziling naturally wouldn’t refuse.

But Yang Qingyin regretted saying this immediately: “Actually, you should have gone back to the dorm to sleep.”

“Why?”

“You still have to ask why!” Yang Qingyin said a bit angrily embarrassed, “They all know we are together, and if you don’t go back…”

“Anyway, we didn’t do anything,” Luo Ziling held back his laughter, deliberately teasing Yang Qingyin, “Are you still worried about what they might say?”

Yang Qingyin became even more reluctant, suddenly jumping onto Luo Ziling’s shoulder, clinging to his neck from his back, and biting him, she spitefully said, “Would they think that way? They definitely….”

“Definitely what?” Luo Ziling continued to feign ignorance.

This elicited a fierce bite from Yang Qingyin.

Yang Qingyin bit Luo Ziling’s neck, and the pain almost made him throw her onto the snowy ground.

In this way, the two made their way back to Yang Qingyin’s house, still horsing around.

At such times, the very conscious third-wheel, Ye Xiaoli, would definitely not appear; she didn’t even go upstairs with them.

After entering the house, Yang Qingyin suddenly kicked Luo Ziling a few times, then turned and ran upstairs.

When she reached the stairs, she turned around, raised her fist at Luo Ziling, “That’s for bullying me, humph!”

Watching Yang Qingyin triumphantly go upstairs, Luo Ziling was somewhat at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Luo Ziling also followed her upstairs. By the time he was climbing the stairs, Yang Qingyin had already grabbed her pajamas, ready to head into the bathroom to shower.

“I need to shower too,” Luo Ziling blocked Yang Qingyin, “How about I join you in the shower, help you scrub your back?”

Yang Qingyin’s face turned red, and she didn’t answer but kicked Luo Ziling.

Then she escaped into the bathroom and locked the door behind her. Luo Ziling rushed a few steps but was too late; as he was about to push the door open, Yang Qingyin had already locked it, forcing him to give up.

He found the pajamas Yang Qingyin had prepared for him and went to another room’s bathroom to take a cold shower.

After showering, he put on his pajamas and went into Yang Qingyin’s room, where he lay down in the bed.

About half an hour later, Yang Qingyin emerged from the bathroom, her head wrapped in a towel, seemingly having washed her hair.

“Why are you sleeping in my bed?” Seeing Luo Ziling comfortably ensconced, Yang Qingyin couldn’t help but start complaining, “Get down, go sleep in the other room where you’ve slept before. This is my bed; you’re not allowed here.

“I don’t have the strength to move anymore; how about you carry me there?” Luo Ziling started to act spoiled.

“Annoying junior,” Yang Qingyin ran to Luo Ziling, clenched her fists wanting to chastise him, and kept complaining, “Get there yourself, or I’ll drag you by your feet.”

“Go ahead and drag!”