I’ve known for a long time that Chen Qiaoyu is the younger sister of Chen Yihe and Chen Yiping. Why not get some insights from Chen Qiaoyu and Yang Qingyin?
Luo Ziling felt very strange. Why did Luo Liansheng and Ling Ruonan never mention that Chen Qiaoyu was their sister when interacting with Chen Yihe and Chen Yiping?
This doesn’t seem right!
There must be a secret hidden within.
Luo Ziling’s curiosity intensified, and he wanted to figure it all out.
So, he curiously asked, "Why is it like this? Aren’t they real siblings!"
"In families like ours, sometimes family ties aren’t that important. I believe you’ve realized this deeply!" Yang Qingyin sighed. "For many people, interests are what truly matter."
"For me, family ties are far more important than interests." Luo Ziling said firmly.
Yang Qingyin looked at Luo Ziling with a peculiar expression. "You might change your mind in a few days."
"I hope I’ll still hold my original intentions when I’m old!" Luo Ziling chuckled, "One of these days, I’ll have a good chat with your mom and ask about these things. I think that if I go and ask her, she wouldn’t be so embarrassed as to kick me out, right?"
"How would I know!" Yang Qingyin shot Luo Ziling a glance, "That’s between you and her, nothing to do with me!"
Yang Qingyin’s irritated demeanor was not taken seriously by Luo Ziling.
He sat beside Yang Qingyin, put his arm around her shoulder, and asked with a smile, "Did you achieve anything by visiting your grandpa today?"
Yang Qingyin rolled her eyes, "Did you come to see me today just to ask about this?"
"Certainly not!" Luo Ziling shook his head, "The main reason I came to see you is to accompany you, to see you, everything else is a secondary purpose!"
As he said this, Luo Ziling let go of Yang Qingyin and laid on the bed, "Tonight, I’m going to sleep here."
"Who allowed you to sleep here?" Yang Qingyin attempted to pull Luo Ziling up, "You just ran into my mom and brother, and you still have the nerve to sleep here tonight?"
"Anyway, they didn’t specifically object, so whatever!" Luo Ziling remained lying there, unwilling to get up, and even pulled Yang Qingyin to lie down beside him.
Yang Qingyin struggled for a while but couldn’t break free, so she had to give up.
"My grandpa is still somewhat concerned about yesterday’s events. He said that the past is over, there’s no need to bring it up in such occasions. The fact that you all mentioned it shows that you haven’t fully let go. In the future, this matter might be brought up again." Leaning against Luo Ziling, Yang Qingyin proactively mentioned the situation when she went to see Yang Yuanshan today, "He said your grandfather, your dad, and your mom might continue to hold onto this issue, and might settle scores at crucial times."
"Isn’t settling scores normal? After all, twenty years is a lifetime for a person, how many twenty years does a person have?" Luo Ziling lamented, "I was forced to leave my mom’s side at three months old. If my grandfather didn’t know how to raise a child, I might not have grown up."
"But in our Yang Family, someone died!"
Luo Ziling earnestly replied, "Everyone bears some responsibility for Yang Yunfeng’s death. Why did he pursue my parents? My mom was pregnant at the time; my dad’s actions to protect her are understandable. For example, if we were fugitives, and someone hunted us down, I would fight back desperately. If it resulted in someone being injured or killed, I wouldn’t feel that I did anything wrong."
Yang Qingyin said nothing more; in matters like this, she knew that it’s impossible to articulate, so she refrained from speaking.
She didn’t harbor much emotion towards past events.
She had never met Yang Yunfeng and didn’t experience those events, so she had little emotional attachment to them.
Luo Ziling’s experiences, however, are ones she witnessed and felt herself, making her sympathy lean more toward Ling Ruonan and Luo Ziling.
However, this feeling couldn’t be expressed, as bringing these matters up wouldn’t be beneficial.
Luo Ziling also didn’t speak immediately, he just lay there holding Yang Qingyin.
A moment later, he lightly said, "In the upcoming period, things might get more complex. The struggle between us and the Chen Family will become clearer and more direct. It might even get to a life-and-death situation. Your mom is a daughter of the Chen Family, my grandpa’s relation with Chen Rushan isn’t bad, Chen Yihe and Chen Yiping are your uncles. When the time comes, things might get tricky."
"My mom has long since distanced herself, she no longer sees herself as a daughter of the Chen Family, severing all ties with them. She said, anyway, her parents are gone, her brothers have turned against each other, so she doesn’t care about anything anymore." Yang Qingyin said, turning to look at Luo Ziling, "If she truly thinks that way, then there’s nothing to be worried about."
Luo Ziling nodded, then said, "Once I rest for a couple of days and regain my strength, I’ll help your grandpa with his treatment and chat about these matters."
Yang Qingyin nodded and didn’t say anything more.
As they lay there for a while, Yang Qingyin softly said, "I’m sleepy, want to sleep!"
"Then go to sleep!"
"I want to take a bath, carry me there!"
Those words made Luo Ziling as excited as if he’d been shot full of adrenaline.
He bounced up from the bed at lightning speed, scooped Yang Qingyin up, and carried her directly to the bathroom.
Everything was entirely natural.
An hour and a half later, the two finally lay back on the bed.
Luo Ziling initially thought Yang Qingyin would definitely sleep now.
He didn’t expect her to stay awake, leaning against him and starting to talk about another matter.
"Today when I saw my grandpa, he mentioned another thing!"
"What thing?"
"He said we could consider our engagement!" Yang Qingyin seemed a bit shy, "The past has pretty much passed over. Now the Ling and Yang families are planning more collaborations. If the two families become closer, it will benefit both, and it will particularly benefit your Luo Family. So..."
"So, you agreed?" Luo Ziling seemed puzzled.
"What!" Yang Qingyin pinched Luo Ziling, and said angrily, "So my grandpa intends to discuss this matter with your grandpa again."
Luo Ziling asked, incredulous, "He wants you to ask about my stance?"
"No!" Yang Qingyin shook her head.
"Then what do you mean?" Luo Ziling was very curious.
"Nothing, just letting you know about it!" Yang Qingyin pinched Luo Ziling again and said resentfully, "Don’t say anything more, sleep!"
As she spoke, she turned around, her back facing Luo Ziling.
Luo Ziling didn’t react strongly, just reached out to hug Yang Qingyin’s body.
He was seriously considering this matter.
For Luo Ziling, he still didn’t want his feelings to be swayed by interests.
Therefore, what Yang Qingyin said left him somewhat troubled.