"You’re not going to threaten me with anything?" Yang Qingye looked at Luo Ziling sarcastically, "You never planned to use my sister to reach into the Yang Family and take their interests?"
"You’re overthinking!" Luo Ziling looked at Yang Qingye with an unchanged expression, "I haven’t even resolved the crisis threatening my survival yet. How could I think about anything else? Over the past year, so many people have wanted me dead; they planned numerous assassinations, but all failed. I was merely defending myself. I hope similar situations don’t arise again, and I can tell you that whoever tries to target me or plot against me will pay a heavy price. Even if I’m unfortunate enough to be plotted against, the person doing it will ultimately die a miserable death."
Yang Qingye’s expression changed several times before he frowned and asked Luo Ziling, "Did you kill Chen Jiahai?"
"Chen Jiahai wanted to kill me but ended up dead himself. Chen Ruchang also wants my life, and now he’s terminally ill. Chen Yining likewise wants my life, and he might face jail time next. Although these aren’t my doing, they have one common point: they wanted my life, and none of them met a good end," upon saying this, Luo Ziling’s face turned cold, "Your father wanted my life too but failed. If not for considering your face, his situation wouldn’t be good."
Yang Qingye met Luo Ziling’s gaze for a couple of seconds but eventually couldn’t withstand his piercing stare and turned to Yang Qingyin, "Sis, can you tolerate him threatening Dad with death?"
"I wouldn’t issue death threats to anyone, and if I intend to retaliate, I won’t make it known." Luo Ziling stepped back and looked at Yang Qingye coldly, "If you’re skeptical, you’re welcome to try. Neither your grandfather nor your father could do anything to me, so if you think you’re better than them, you can give it a shot. But let me tell you one thing: life is a one-time occurrence; there’s no time travel or rebirth in this world. That’s just what novels write about."
Luo Ziling’s words instantly changed Yang Qingyin’s expression.
Yang Qingye’s face changed too, as he looked at Luo Ziling with a livid expression, "Without Ling Mingrui supporting you, without my grandfather changing his attitude towards you, without Fang Xiang taking care of you, do you think you’d be where you are today? Living off others’ might, don’t you find it humiliating?"
"If it weren’t for me, your grandfather might already have died; if it weren’t for me, my grandpa would be gravely ill; if it weren’t for me, my great grandfather might have met Mr. Ma, and General Li Haiyang wouldn’t have stood up again. You’ve spoken quite the opposite just now; without me, they would’ve lost their influence a long time ago. They still hold sway today because of me." Luo Ziling looked at Yang Qingye with disdain, "I not only cure but can also fight. If it comes to fighting, ten Yang Qingyes combined aren’t my match."
Feeling underestimated and insulted, Yang Qingye’s face turned red, looking as if he wanted to fight Luo Ziling.
But thinking of Luo Ziling’s formidable combat power, he ultimately didn’t dare rush forward.
Yang Qingyin never imagined that today’s meeting between Luo Ziling and Yang Qingye would involve such words.
She felt anger brewing but didn’t know whom to vent it towards.
Luo Ziling stepped forward and patted Yang Qingye’s shoulder with a smile, saying, "Even though you no longer call me brother-in-law, I still want to marry your sister. No matter what, my determination won’t change unless your sister no longer likes me. I’ll be your brother-in-law and your father’s son-in-law for sure."
Yang Qingye again wanted to charge forward and fight Luo Ziling.
But the thought flashed by and vanished; he didn’t have the guts to duel Luo Ziling.
Unsure how to respond to Luo Ziling’s words, he ultimately stepped back three steps and angrily asked Yang Qingyin, "Sis, do you really want to marry someone like him? Don’t you know he has unspeakable relationships with many women? Will he treat you wholeheartedly? I think whoever you marry would be better than him. If you become his wife, who knows how many women he’ll have outside in the future. You might even...
"Shut up!" Yang Qingyin yelled at Yang Qingye, scaring him, then said indignantly, "Just take care of your own affairs; mine don’t need your involvement."
"I hope next time you’re pestered by women, you won’t come seeking help from your sister or me." Luo Ziling said, moving forward to put his arm around Yang Qingyin’s shoulder, and gently spoke to her, "Alright, don’t be mad, go back to class, and I’ll see you tonight."
Then, he turned to Yang Qingye, "I’m heading to Northern Group. If you want to tour here further, I’ll arrange for someone to accompany you; I don’t have time to chat with you now."
Yang Qingye glared at Luo Ziling, then turned and walked out.
"Watch the steps!" Luo Ziling shouted.
As soon as he spoke, Yang Qingye misstepped, stumbled, and nearly fell.
Coincidentally, Dong Xiaowan and Wang Feiyang passed by, startling them.
In the two women’s cries of alarm, Yang Qingye fled red-faced.
"Is it very uncomfortable?" Luo Ziling sat on the sofa, pulling Yang Qingyin to him, "I think he deliberately came to stir trouble today. If you hadn’t been by his side, he would’ve caused trouble during my class. Maybe I’m judging him too harshly, but that’s just how I feel. Otherwise, he wouldn’t come to my class for no reason."
"Do you think tearing face-to-face with him like this will resolve the issue better?" Yang Qingyin lifted her head and looked at Luo Ziling with a complex expression.
"Possibly better!" Luo Ziling nodded, "Otherwise, he’d do a lot of disgusting things. I’ve threatened him directly and shown an attitude of not caring about his face, so he’ll be cautious. Rest assured, since he didn’t make it difficult for me directly today, he must have reservations about you and me, and he’ll think twice in the future."
Yang Qingyin sighed deeply, feeling extremely troubled.
The blocked feeling lingering in her heart was very uncomfortable, yet she couldn’t express it.
Ultimately, she said nothing and just leaned lightly against Luo Ziling’s shoulder.
"Can you sense what my mom felt back then?" Luo Ziling gently stroked Yang Qingyin’s hair, speaking with a bit of sentiment, "The troubles she faced back then were likely much more significant than today. I admire her for persevering."
Just as he finished talking, Yang Qingyin pinched him, causing him nearly to yelp in pain.
"Are you saying I can’t persevere?" Yang Qingyin glared at Luo Ziling angrily.
"I didn’t mean that!" Luo Ziling shook his head hurriedly.
"Your mom persevered because your dad was devoted to her, ignoring other women’s temptations." Yang Qingye said, pinching Luo Ziling again.
Luo Ziling quickly grabbed Yang Qingyin’s hand and solemnly reminded her, "You’re wrong, my mom defeated all the other women, including your mom."
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