Today’s plan failed, and in the evening, Yang Qingyin blamed him again, leaving Yang Qingye in a bad mood.
He was burning with anger and desperately wanted to vent, even more so to get revenge. After leaving home, he contacted the beautiful journalist Yan Xiaoping, whom he had hooked up with during a summer activity and who quickly became his lover.
Upon learning that Yan Xiaoping was at her place, he hurried over.
As soon as he arrived at Yan Xiaoping’s place, this beautiful journalist, who had suffered great grievances, immediately threw herself into Yang Qingye’s arms, crying pitifully.
Yang Qingye impatiently pushed her away, chastising her in an exasperated tone, saying Yan Xiaoping was too incompetent, unable to complete such a simple task, causing him to be scolded by his sister and looked down upon by his father.
After being scolded by Yang Qingye, Yan Xiaoping didn’t dare to make a sound. She stood in front of Yang Qingye with a very obedient look, lowered her head to admit her mistake, saying she had been too rash and asked for Yang Qingye’s forgiveness, promising not to make the same mistake again next time.
"Do you think there will be a next time? Do you think you’ll have another chance to get close to Luo Ziling?" Yang Qingye said mockingly.
Yan Xiaoping immediately sensed a crisis, and once again threw herself onto Yang Qingye, admitting her mistake once more, saying she would help Yang Qingye in other ways in the future.
Then she immediately unleashed her feminine charm, actively embracing Yang Qingye, boldly teasing him.
Yang Qingye was very agitated today, desperate to release his frustration, so after giving her a push without pushing her away, he also took the opportunity to hold her in his arms. Soon, they both began tugging at each other’s clothes and eventually fell onto the sofa.
A battle naturally ensued.
Yang Qingye’s combat effectiveness was clearly weak, and within less than ten minutes, he was done.
Yan Xiaoping could only pretend to be very satisfied.
She thoughtfully tidied up the battlefield for Yang Qingye with the utmost attentiveness, then leaned into his arms.
Yang Qingye was also exhausted, holding Yan Xiaoping as he rested on the sofa, closing his eyes.
Just as the two were clinging to each other, nearly naked, resting on the sofa, a voice suddenly sounded.
"It seems today, Mr. Yang was a bit restless, didn’t perform well, huh."
This voice scared Yang Qingye, making him jump.
"Who is it?" He pushed Yan Xiaoping away, instinctively grabbing the clothes thrown aside to cover his body.
The somewhat drowsy Yan Xiaoping, pushed by Yang Qingye, almost fell to the ground.
She staggered and then stabilized herself by holding onto the sofa, immediately letting out a scream.
She actually saw someone standing not far away, smilingly looking at them.
After a scream and a moment of daze, Yan Xiaoping finally realized she wasn’t wearing much and quickly grabbed a piece of clothing to cover herself.
"Luo Ziling, is that you?" Upon seeing who it was, Yang Qingye couldn’t help but jump up, "How did you get in here?"
"Getting into a place like this is a piece of cake, isn’t it?" Luo Ziling chuckled as he walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at Yang Qingye with a teasing expression, "This female journalist looks and has a good figure, and she’s willing to help you. You shouldn’t abandon her."
"My business is none of your concern!" Yang Qingye jumped up again.
After jumping up, he realized that the clothes covering his body had fallen away, and he quickly picked them up to cover himself, his momentum weakening slightly.
"I’m not interested in meddling in your crap!" Luo Ziling said coldly, "But your attempt to target me won’t just pass like this."
Yang Qingye’s face turned a bit pale, "What do you want?"
"If I were to post the details of your little game just now online, what kind of dramatic ending do you think today’s matter would have? Do you think you, Mr. Yang, would still be able to go on? My fans’ spit could drown you. And your lover, this beautiful journalist, would face even more and bigger troubles after losing her job. Going to jail is a certainty, and as for whether you, Mr. Yang, will end up in jail depends on whether I decide to give your sister some face."
Yang Qingye’s face changed again; he hadn’t expected Luo Ziling to be this vile and depraved, having filmed the encounter he just had with Yan Xiaoping.
"If you dare to do that, you’ll pay too!" Yang Qingye was not going to back down, biting his teeth and confronting Luo Ziling, "If you dare to do this, I’ll expose all your scandals and ruin your reputation."
"If you could have ruined my reputation, you wouldn’t have needed this poor girl to do such things." Without waiting for Yang Qingye to respond, Luo Ziling spoke viciously again, "You may have a few guys, but your bodyguards are no match for mine. If I wanted, I could make them mysteriously disappear. As for you, you’re no match for me in a fight. If I leave some marks on you, like cutting off some special part or slicing you open, then you’ll really be in trouble."
Upon hearing this, Yang Qingye’s lower body tensed up, and he hurriedly covered his vital parts.
"Don’t act recklessly!" His confidence visibly deflated, and he became visibly flustered.
"I just don’t get it; I’ve not done anything to wrong you, nor have I had any disputes with you, yet you want to use dirty tricks against me." Luo Ziling coldly looked at Yang Qingyin, "You’ve interacted with me often enough to know I’ve faced many troubles recently, but I’ve resolved them all. Your dad and grandpa have orchestrated actions against me multiple times but ultimately failed. Do you think you’re more capable than them, that you can bring me down? Even your ex-girlfriend’s pregnancy problem, which turned against you, needed me to resolve. Do you think you have what it takes?"
Exposed by Luo Ziling, Yang Qingye felt utterly ashamed, wanting to find a hole to crawl into.
Luo Ziling said unceremoniously again, "Tell me why you targeted me. Was it because I was off with you that day, or did your dad promise you something?"
Yang Qingye hesitated for a moment but didn’t answer Luo Ziling’s question.
"Don’t think that just because you’re Yang Qingyin’s brother that you can do whatever you like in front of me. I dare to go against my own uncle and cousin, let alone you, my future brother-in-law. Whoever treats me well, I’ll return the favor; if someone wants to harm me, I’ll harm them, making them suffer. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Ling Haijun and Ling Haining. They’ll tell you what ’living is more painful than death’ means. Or you can experience it yourself."
At this point, Luo Ziling stood up, "I’ll let today’s matter slide. But if there’s a next time, even if your sister pleads for you, I won’t spare you. If I decide I want your life, it’s as easy as breaking into your house just now. Take care!"