Luo Ziling left home around nine o’clock to go to Yang Qingyin’s place.
The words Luo Liansheng said to him tonight put a bit of pressure on Luo Ziling. Seeing the worried look on his face, Yang Qingyin, who had just finished bathing and was now in pajamas, asked with a slight frown, "What’s wrong, are you troubled? Or just too tired?"
"It’s nothing," Luo Ziling shook his head, "I talked about many things with my mom and grandpa around dinner time."
"What did you talk about?" Yang Qingyin asked curiously, "Were they heavy topics?"
"Some were, some weren’t!" Luo Ziling sighed and reached out to pull Yang Qingyin into his arms, "We all feel that your dad and brother are brewing something big, and they might reveal it soon. By then, things could get complicated. Hasn’t my grandpa recently gone to help with your grandpa’s treatment?"
Yang Qingyin nodded, "I accompanied your grandpa there, they had dinner together and drank quite a bit."
"Were you there when they were talking?" Luo Ziling asked with curiosity.
"Not the whole time!" Yang Qingyin shook her head, "I left when they discussed important matters."
"Your grandpa should have let go of his grudges and resolved any issues, willing to reconcile unless there’s another enormous conflict of interest between our families. But your dad hasn’t come around. I don’t really understand why your dad is so against me. With such an outstanding young man like me, wouldn’t I make a great son-in-law?"
Before Yang Qingyin could say anything, Luo Ziling continued, "Even if he doesn’t see me as a son-in-law, wouldn’t it be good to treat me as a decent partner? After all, I’ve accomplished quite a bit, and I have excellent medical skills. People inevitably get sick; having a friend like me means there’s no need to worry about illness at all. With me as a healthcare doctor by his side, his health would certainly be excellent."
"He hasn’t resolved his issues," Yang Qingyin sighed.
"We joked before that if your dad got seriously ill and had to rely on me to cure him, maybe he would change his mind," Luo Ziling said with a bitter smile, "Or if he suffered a huge setback and I could help him, he might appreciate me. Your brother, too!"
"How about not talking about this today?" Yang Qingyin leaned on Luo Ziling’s shoulder and said softly, "During the time you were away, I’ve had trouble sleeping. You’ve been traveling a lot and must be tired, so rest early!"
"Yes, let’s rest early!" Luo Ziling nodded earnestly, "Let me take a shower first."
Unexpectedly, as Luo Ziling was about to get up for a shower, Yang Qingyin held him tightly and took the initiative to kiss him.
Luo Ziling was momentarily stunned but quickly took control of the situation.
Very naturally, everything happened in the heat of the moment.
After calming down, Yang Qingyin lay quietly in Luo Ziling’s arms and quickly fell asleep.
Luo Ziling didn’t go for a wash either; he held Yang Qingyin as they lay there and soon fell asleep too.
That night, both slept soundly, waking up only when dawn broke.
With a night of good sleep, they both felt refreshed upon waking.
The feeling of skin on skin without clothes in between was simply wonderful.
In the morning, certain reactions were inevitable, so some things naturally happened.
But while they were in each other’s embrace, there was a commotion downstairs, as if someone was knocking.
With Ye Xiaoli around, Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin didn’t pay much attention.
But to their surprise, the knocking grew louder, followed by the sound of an argument.
Listening carefully, it seemed a man was quarrelling with Ye Xiaoli.
Upon recognizing the voice, Yang Qingyin’s face changed immediately.
"Qingye is here," she quickly got out of bed and rushed into the bathroom.
Luo Ziling was quick too, following Yang Qingyin into the bathroom.
He told Yang Qingyin to stay upstairs while he went down to handle Yang Qingye.
Luo Ziling quickly washed up, got dressed, and calmly went downstairs.
Downstairs, Ye Xiaoli was blocking Yang Qingye from entering.
Yang Qingye was hurling insults at Ye Xiaoli, accusing her of being ungrateful and not treating him with respect.
But Ye Xiaoli ignored Yang Qingye’s scolding, still not letting him in.
"What’s going on?" Luo Ziling walked over after coming downstairs, patting Ye Xiaoli’s shoulder and signaling for her to step aside, "Oh, Qingye, coming to see your sister so early?"
"Luo Ziling, did you stay over at my sister’s last night?" Yang Qingye glared at Luo Ziling in anger, "Is that the case?"
Ye Xiaoli’s face looked troubled, but with Luo Ziling’s signal, she finally stepped back.
"Yang Qingyin is your sister, not your daughter; you can’t control her matters or interfere with her life," Luo Ziling stepped aside, indicating for Yang Qingye to come in and talk, "Even though you’re Qingyin’s brother, this is her private residence. Without her permission, you’re not supposed to come inside, let alone make a scene here, right?"
Yang Qingye, full of vigor, stormed in. After entering the living room, he loudly called out for Yang Qingyin.
Ye Xiaoli had let him through the door but blocked him at the foyer from entering the living room.
Ye Xiaoli was also afraid that Yang Qingye would lose face by making a scene in the hallway, attracting onlookers, so she let him into the house.
Yang Qingye wanted to force his way in, then dash upstairs to "catch" Luo Ziling in bed.
But Ye Xiaoli, superior in combat power, blocked him, making it impossible for him to push through; he could only voice his anger through words. Once Luo Ziling let him in, he couldn’t hold back his anger and unleashed it all at Luo Ziling, attempting to rush upstairs to find Yang Qingyin.
Luo Ziling grabbed Yang Qingye by the collar and lifted him off the ground, "I thought you’d remember something I mentioned yesterday, but it seems you haven’t remembered a thing. If I told you that with a few pinches on the acupuncture points, you’d be moving awkwardly for days, wouldn’t find anything wrong during a hospital check, and couldn’t be healed, what would you think?"
"You’re threatening me?" Yang Qingye wasn’t scared.
"If necessary, I might just kill you!" Luo Ziling chuckled while still gripping Yang Qingye’s neck, "Don’t think just because you’re Mr. Yang, Qingyin’s brother, that I won’t do anything to you. Don’t assume that being Qingyin’s brother allows you to act as you please in front of me. Besides, I’m your sister’s boyfriend now; you’ve called me brother-in-law for almost a year. What’s it to you if I’m dating her and we live together?"
After saying that, Luo Ziling tossed Yang Qingye onto the sofa.
Just as Luo Ziling threw Yang Qingye onto the sofa, and as he struggled to get up, Yang Qingyin appeared at the top of the stairs.
"Yang Qingye, do you insist on seeking humiliation?" Yang Qingyin said angrily, "Why are you here so early in the morning?"
"Yang Qingyin, I can’t believe you’d lash out at your own brother for an outsider!" Yang Qingye laughed twice bitterly before angrily retorting, "Shameless woman, knowing he has someone else yet you still cling to him!"
A "slap" resounded, as Yang Qingye was dealt a heavy slap on the face.