Luo Liansheng’s words might have sounded light-hearted, but to Ling Ruonan, they were a serious reminder.
She knew that Luo Liansheng didn’t approve of their current dealings with Wang Zhengqiang and falling out with Lin Zeping, thinking they were putting all their eggs in one basket. Therefore, she immediately accepted, and explained the conclusions she reached after discussing with Luo Ziling.
After hearing Ling Ruonan’s words, Luo Liansheng also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Have you settled on a wedding date yet?" Luo Liansheng asked casually as they were about to finish their meal.
Ling Ruonan’s face flushed immediately, and her hand trembled as she held the bowl.
She glanced at Luo Ziling a bit guiltily, and eventually nodded lightly, "It’s basically settled!"
"Mom, when is it? How come I don’t know?" Luo Ziling looked surprised, "You’ve decided the wedding date and didn’t even tell me. Seriously, do you even consider me your son?"
Ling Ruonan smiled a little awkwardly, "We just decided yesterday. Your grandmother chose the date. There’s been so much going on lately, I haven’t really cared about it. It’s really not that big of a deal."
"How is that not a big deal?" Luo Ziling exclaimed excitedly at Ling Ruonan, "Isn’t getting married a big deal? It might only happen once in a lifetime; of course, it’s a big deal. So, when exactly is it? I told you, for your wedding, I’m going to be the officiant at your ceremony. Quick, tell me the date so I can prepare."
"November 22nd, the lunar date is October 15th," Ling Ruonan said shyly. "Anyway, it’s still early; it’s almost two months from now."
Luo Ziling calculated that today was September 24th, and there were still almost two months left until the date Ling Ruonan mentioned, about 59 days to go.
There’s still plenty of time to prepare.
But he thought about traveling to Europe with the Dragon Rise team, and felt a bit frustrated.
Hopefully, he won’t miss Ling Ruonan and Luo Xusheng’s wedding day!
As for preparations, he didn’t need to prepare much.
He guessed that Xie Enhua and Luo Liansheng would prepare on behalf of the bride and groom. Luo Ziling thought all he needed to do was to officiate Luo Xusheng and Ling Ruonan’s wedding and play the role of a good son.
Preparing two or three days in advance should be enough.
He planned to find some time to ask Yang Qingyin if she still wanted to co-host Luo Xusheng and Ling Ruonan’s wedding with him.
Yang Qingyin had promised him that she would co-host Luo Xusheng and Ling Ruonan’s wedding with him, but he wasn’t sure if she had changed her mind.
Just as he thought of Yang Qingyin, her message arrived.
"I’m heading back to my place. Do you have time to come over?"
"Sure, I’ll come over in a bit!" Luo Ziling replied, and after a moment’s thought, added, "My parents’ wedding date is set."
"Really? When?" Yang Qingyin’s message came back immediately.
"November 22nd, lunar October 15th. It’s a nice date. My grandmother chose it, or maybe someone she found did."
"Congratulations to them!" Yang Qingyin added several rose emojis to her message, followed by another message: "I’m heading back now. We can chat when you get here!"
Reading Yang Qingyin’s message, Luo Ziling felt that tonight’s conversation between Yang Yuanshan, Yang Qingye, and Yang Qingyin might not be as pessimistic, and it’s likely that Yang Qingye’s attitude had softened.
After explaining the situation to Ling Ruonan and Luo Liansheng, Luo Ziling left home to go to Yang Qingyin’s place.
When he arrived, Yang Qingyin was already home and washing her face.
"Drinking tonight, huh?" Luo Ziling was a bit surprised, detecting a faint hint of alcohol from her, "You drink too?"
"Just a little!" Yang Qingyin turned and looked at Luo Ziling.
Her cheeks were noticeably flushed, suggesting she hadn’t had a small amount.
"Being in the mood to drink means things are looking up!" Luo Ziling put his arm around Yang Qingyin’s waist, resting his face against her back, "Do you have good news to share with me?"
"What good news?" Yang Qingyin shook her head, "Today, Qingye did apologize in front of our grandfather, saying he wouldn’t act against you anymore. But I know him; he’s not being sincere."
Luo Ziling immediately chuckled wryly, "Looks like your brother is still in his rebellious phase. Whatever you guys won’t let him do, he just wants to do it even more."
"That could be it!" Yang Qingyin turned to look at Luo Ziling, "He also talked about last night’s incident."
"He must have been scared." Luo Ziling chuckled, "I’ve noticed he’s changed a lot these past few months. Before, he wasn’t so adept at dealing with women. When his ex-girlfriend blackmailed him, he had no idea what to do. Now, he can handle that cunning female journalist better than his ex-girlfriend."
Yang Qingyin gave Luo Ziling a complex look and then lowered her head, "He was indeed frightened when you barged in last night. The online photos, you’re the one who released them, right?"
"Of course," Luo Ziling didn’t deny, "I just wanted to give him a bit of pressure without fully exposing him. Exposure would certainly damage his reputation, and if people dig into his background, it would disrupt his normal life. Although I know he probably won’t learn from this, I hope he remembers it. Many things can’t just be accomplished on a whim. I hope he understands that even if he tramples me underfoot, it won’t lead to greater success, only more enemies, and one day, he could be killed because of that hatred."
Luo Ziling’s words made Yang Qingyin’s expression change once again.
She understood the subtext in Luo Ziling’s words. If Yang Qingye were to make another move against Luo Ziling and succeeded, Yang Qingye would certainly face even bigger troubles, possibly even being killed.
Yang Qingye’s impulsive revenge was really foolish and not worth it, which was what Luo Ziling was trying to convey, and Yang Qingyin understood this too.
However, Yang Qingye might not understand.
At dinner, neither Yang Qingyin nor Yang Yuanshan mentioned this to Yang Qingye.
Yang Qingyin felt it necessary to remind Yang Qingye that a struggle to the death over impulsive anger was meaningless. To achieve great things, one must look beyond petty squabbles and broadening one’s perspective.
Yang Qingyin remained silent. Luo Ziling thought she was upset after hearing his words, so he said no more.
After she washed her face, Yang Qingyin left the bathroom, and Luo Ziling followed her out.
They sat on the sofa in the room; Luo Ziling didn’t ask what was discussed over dinner at the Yang Family Old House but instead talked about Luo Xusheng and Ling Ruonan’s wedding.
After mentioning it, he smiled and asked Yang Qingyin, "You once promised to co-host their wedding with me. Are you still willing to do that?"
Yang Qingyin nodded without hesitation, "Of course, I promised, and I’ll definitely follow through."
Yang Qingyin agreed without hesitation, and Luo Ziling showed a happy smile.