At this time, the waiter came in to take orders. Yang Qingyin ordered a piece of Chinese food, and Luo Ziling only ordered a piece of noodles.
He was quite full tonight, but he wanted to eat a little with Yang Qingyin, so he also asked for a share.
While waiting for the meal, Luo Ziling asked impatiently: "What happened?"
Judging from Yang Qingyin's appearance, something happy must have happened, otherwise she wouldn't be like this.
Yang Qingyin didn't give in and told Luo Ziling: "My mother called me in the evening and said that the engagement with Fang Dongxun was ruined."
"Really?" Seeing the happy smile on Yang Qingyin's face, Luo Ziling couldn't help but feel surprised.
"My mother secretly called me. It is said that Fang Zhonghua took the initiative to mention this matter to my father. My mother is not very clear about the details." Yang Qingyin said, sighed slightly, and then asked Luo Ziling: "It's you
The result of coercion?”
"I made this request, and Fang Zhonghua agreed. Fang Dongxun didn't dare to go against me on this matter anymore," Luo Ziling didn't hide anything, Yang Qingyin, "I think if the Fang family refuses the marriage, your father
I can’t be so shameless as to push you through, right?”
As a result, Yang Qingyin kicked his foot.
"You are so annoying. Do you need to hurt others like this?" Yang Qing said angrily: "It seems like no one wants me."
Women are often unreasonable. Luo Ziling felt that Yang Qingyin did this on purpose, so he didn't explain it anymore. After laughing, he joked: "If there is no one to marry, just marry me. Why don't I do it?"
I’ll be disgusted.”
As a result, these words were met with another kick from Yang Qingyin. "You disgusting junior, if you continue to hurt me like this, I will bite you!"
"Bite it, you can bite it here!" Luo Ziling pointed to his mouth and laughed.
Yang Qingyin stood up obediently, grabbed Luo Ziling's clothes, and really took a bite.
It was a bite, not a kiss, and Luo Ziling screamed in pain.
"You've bitten your lips," Luo Ziling stroked his mouth and said angrily, "It seems like you're not a dog?"
"Hmph, I just like to bite you, how do you do it?" Yang Qingyin pouted her lips proudly, "Who told you to make fun of me?"
"You want revenge," Luo Ziling said, grabbing Yang Qingyin's head and nibbling on her little mouth for a long time. He didn't let go until the waiter knocked on the door.
Yang Qingyin was so embarrassed by Luo Ziling that she quickly fled into the bathroom.
When Yang Qingyin tidied up her hair and walked back to her seat to sit down, Luo Ziling was already eating noodles.
"This noodle is not delicious at all," Luo Ziling pointed to the fifty-eight-yuan bowl of noodles in front of him with some frustration. "It tastes far worse than the five-yuan bowl of noodles at the door."
"Who told you to order noodles?" Yang Qingyin chuckled, "I originally wanted to invite you to the noodle shop in front of the school to eat noodles, but who told you to dress up like this?"
"If I had known, I would have gone back to change my clothes first," Luo Ziling said sadly, then immediately asked Yang Qingyin with a smile: "Senior, am I super handsome like this?"
"Well, he is indeed a bit handsome," Yang Qingyin nodded, "Aren't you quite proud?"
"How about we take a group photo?" Luo Ziling took out his mobile phone and walked to Yang Qingyin, "You are so beautiful today. It makes me want to kiss you as soon as we meet. I have to take a group photo no matter what."
"You're teasing me again," Yang Qingyin reached out and pinched Luo Ziling, "I'm not as pretty as you."
However, she did not refuse to take a photo with Luo Ziling, and she cooperatively rested her head on Luo Ziling's shoulder, smiling sweetly.
Finally, she took out her mobile phone and took a few photos of Luo Ziling, saying that she would keep them as a souvenir to prevent Luo Ziling from becoming ugly in the future.
"If one day I gain weight, have a fat belly, and lose all the hair on my head, it will be really ugly," Luo Ziling laughed at himself, following Yang Qingyin's words, "When the time comes, senior sister, don't dislike me when you see me!
"
"Of course I have to dislike it," Yang Qingyin chuckled, "I want to dislike it now."
"Okay, I'll go back and hide in bed and cry."
Yang Qingyin chuckled for a while and then asked Luo Ziling: "How is Fang Dongxun's injury treated?"
"If you still want to marry him, you will definitely be able to be a mother in the future."
As a result, these words angered Yang Qingyin, and she rushed forward angrily, punching and kicking Luo Ziling until Luo Ziling was begging for mercy, and then she gave up.
"If you dare to say such things again, I will be really angry." When Yang Qingyin sat back in his seat, he still looked a little angry and his pretty face was still red.
"Okay," Luo Ziling quickly admitted his mistake, "I won't make such jokes with you anymore. I'd rather let you be the mother of my child. I'm not hurt anyway."
As a result, these words were met with another "violence" from Yang Qingyin. This time Yang Qingyin did not punch or kick him anymore, but came directly to lift his ears.
"Senior sister, if one day I propose to you with such words, will you beat me up too?" Luo Ziling grabbed Yang Qingyin's hand and asked seriously.
Yang Qingyin was stunned for a moment, and her pretty face turned red instantly.
"Not interested," she said angrily, grabbing Luo Ziling's ear and sitting back on her seat, "Anyway, you have so many beautiful fans, just let them be the mother of your child."
"This is what you said!"
"Yes, that's what I said, just go and try the consequences of doing this."
"These words are so intimidating that they scare me to death," Luo Ziling patted his chest, looking frightened.
This deliberately pretended fear made Yang Qingyin laugh again.
"Senior sister, I'm going to go to my mother's place to sleep in a while. Tomorrow my... my mother's grandpa will celebrate his 90th birthday, and she is going to take me to attend." Having said this, Luo Ziling smiled sheepishly, "I actually
a little nervous."
"Tomorrow is your great-grandfather's ninetieth birthday?" Yang Qingyin was startled for a moment, then laughed, "That's a good thing. It seems that the Ling family is willing to accept you back."
"Senior sister, you are wrong," Luo Ziling shook his head seriously, "I am not from the Ling family. My surname is Luo, so there is no question whether I can go back or not."
"Okay, I was wrong," Yang Qingyin immediately admitted his mistake, "I know you are very proud and unwilling to rely on the Ling family for your existence. I also believe you will succeed. However, to gain the Ling family's recognition and
If you accept it, you will have less trouble doing things in the future. Not many people dare to compete with the Ling family. But you have to pay attention to one thing. If you are accepted by the Ling family elders, the younger members of the Ling family will definitely not be convinced.
Maybe they will do something to you publicly, and even your mother will be involved."
"I feel that as long as I can see my senior's beautiful face every day, I won't be afraid of any difficulties."
Yang Qingyin was stunned, never expecting that Luo Ziling would make such a witty remark when she was talking about things seriously.