Yang Qingyin sent them downstairs, which didn’t surprise Luo Ziling at all.
But when Chen Qiaoyu followed along, Luo Ziling was slightly surprised.
"I’m planning to go out and buy something later!" Chen Qiaoyu sensed Luo Ziling’s surprised look and explained proactively.
Upon hearing this, Luo Ziling chuckled.
"Ziling, thank you so much for helping us several times," Chen Qiaoyu said gratefully, "If it weren’t for your help, Qingyin’s grandfather might have faced trouble. And this time, Qingye also... his health might have been more severely affected."
"No need to be so polite, Mrs. Chen," Luo Ziling replied modestly, "Qingyin is my girlfriend, and her family, of course, I’ll help unconditionally."
Luo Ziling’s words made Yang Qingyin feel slightly awkward, but she only glared at Luo Ziling and didn’t say anything.
"We will definitely attend your parents’ wedding tomorrow," Chen Qiaoyu didn’t intend to say much to Luo Ziling; she actually came down to create space for Yang Yuanshan and Yang Yunlin to speak alone. She knew they must have many things to discuss, so she tactfully accompanied Luo Ziling.
After so much had happened, her son and daughter’s entanglements with Luo Ziling had become complicated, leaving Chen Qiaoyu feeling uneasy. Plus, given other influencing factors, she felt unsure about how to express her thoughts to Luo Ziling.
After walking with Luo Ziling and the others for a bit, Chen Qiaoyu found an excuse to leave, allowing Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin to talk privately.
Wuyue also tactfully kept his distance.
"Where are you staying tonight?" After Chen Qiaoyu left, Luo Ziling asked Yang Qingyin, "Should we rehearse the hosting process this afternoon?"
"No need to rehearse!" Yang Qingyin shook her head, "Whether we do well mainly depends on our mood. Everything will rely on spontaneous performance because the procedure is already set, and the wedding company is organizing the other parts."
At this point, Yang Qingyin turned to seriously look at Luo Ziling: "Have you thought about what to say while hosting?"
Luo Ziling chuckled: "I believe it’s unnecessary to plan ahead; the words will come naturally in the moment. If I prepare ahead, like reciting a text, it might lose its appeal and passion."
"I think the same way!" Yang Qingyin nodded solemnly, "So there’s no need to rehearse. With the two of us together, what is there to fear in our performance?"
"Just standing there with our looks will be enough to take the audience’s breath away!" Luo Ziling laughed even more joyfully.
He was promptly pinched by Yang Qingyin, the pain nearly making him cry out.
"I’ll stick with you this afternoon!" Yang Qingyin reached over to grab Luo Ziling’s arm and whispered, "I’ve already told my grandfather and mom that I’ll be with you for the afternoon and evening to familiarize myself with the entire wedding process. I’ll go check on your mom soon and talk to her about some of the details."
"Alright!" Luo Ziling agreed readily and soon proposed, "How about staying at my mom’s place tonight? My bed is big enough for two!"
Yang Qingyin’s cheeks blushed instantly, and she glared at Luo Ziling, replying with a huff, "We’ll talk about it later."
Luo Ziling suddenly thought of something and hastily asked Yang Qingyin, "Has my dad gone to see your dad?"
Yang Qingyin paused for a moment, then asked Luo Ziling back, "When did that happen?"
"Within the last couple of days!"
"I didn’t notice," Yang Qingyin shook her head, "Seems unlikely. If your dad did see my dad, he should’ve reacted emotionally."
Luo Ziling nodded without asking further questions.
He agreed with Yang Qingyin’s assessment.
In reality, both Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin were mistaken; Luo Xusheng actually went to find Yang Yunlin a couple of days ago.
However, there was no direct conflict between the two.
Luo Xusheng merely warned Yang Yunlin to be more restrained, or he’ll regret it.
Luo Xusheng didn’t want to argue with Yang Yunlin, which made Yang Yunlin a bit tense, but his emotions didn’t fluctuate drastically.
After all, their conversation was brief and lacked confrontation.
Luo Xusheng’s visit to Yang Yunlin was secret, so most people were unaware.
It’s entirely understandable that Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin had no knowledge of it.
When stepping out of the hospital, Luo Ziling made a request to Yang Qingyin: "Join me for some food!"
"Didn’t you eat enough earlier?" Yang Qingyin was surprised.
"Yes, not enough!" Luo Ziling said sheepishly, "The more I eat, the hungrier I feel, probably due to high energy consumption!"
"Okay then, I’ll take you out for more food. What do you want to eat?"
"Anything will do," As he spoke, Luo Ziling noticed a nearby coffee shop and pointed to it, "Let’s sit there!"
This coffee shop, located within the hospital, wasn’t busy at this time.
Its main patrons likely consisted of hospital staff.
Patients generally visit the hospital feeling unwell, lacking interest in such places.
However, hospital staff, with their high spirits, might frequent it during off-hours or breaks.
Yang Qingyin didn’t reject the idea, accompanying Luo Ziling inside the coffee shop.
Yang Qingyin ordered some pastries for Luo Ziling, along with two coffees and some fruits.
After sitting down, they didn’t discuss family grievances and instead talked about Luo Ziling and Ling Ruonan’s wedding taking place the next day.
They exchanged thoughts on all wedding details and key hosting points again.
Actually, Yang Qingyin had wanted to discuss these matters with Luo Ziling for days, but Luo Ziling had been too busy to make time.
She herself had been frequently visiting the hospital to accompany Yang Qingye and Chen Qiaoyu, lacking the previous freedom.
Joining Luo Ziling now, she saw it as an opportunity to discuss these matters with him.
Initially, she planned to wait until reaching Ling Ruonan’s to discuss thoroughly.
Given Luo Ziling’s choice to stop at the coffee shop, she seized the chance to chat.
Xusheng Luo hadn’t prepared much; he mostly planned to improvise during the hosting.
Confident in his ability to think on the spot, he felt no worry about the hosting.
He hadn’t anticipated Yang Qingyin’s thorough preparation.
"Looks like my son is a bit irresponsible, but you, future daughter-in-law, are competent indeed." Luo Ziling teased Yang Qingyin after hearing her plan, "Women from Luo Family are formidable!"
Yang Qingyin flushed red, pinching Luo Ziling angrily, "Your mom belongs to Ling Family; I’m part of Yang Family, and don’t forget that!"
"Regardless, you’re a daughter-in-law of Luo Family!"
"Hmph!" Yang Qingyin cutely rolled her eyes, reaching toward Luo Ziling again.
As she attempted to pinch Luo Ziling again, the coffee shop door opened, admitting several uniformed individuals.
Leading them was an older man carrying a star on his shoulder. Opening the door, he walked straight towards Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin.