Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin stood in the garden for half an hour before returning to the living room.

After returning to the living room, Yang Qingyin first offered to say goodbye, saying that he would go home tonight, so he had to leave first.

Ling Ruonan asked Luo Ziling to send Yang Qingyin out.

"Your dad doesn't seem to like me," Yang Qingyin said a little depressedly when Luo Ziling sent her out: "He hasn't said a few words to me tonight."

"That's what he is," Luo Ziling smiled, "It's just a dull gourd."

"But he is very nice to Ouyang Feifei," Yang Qingyin sighed slightly, "It seems that in the eyes of your grandfather and your parents, Ouyang Feifei is better than me."

"Mainly because you are the daughter of the Yang family, they have concerns," Luo Ziling hugged Yang Qingyin's shoulder and comforted quietly: "When this concern disappears, they will definitely like you more."

Yang Qingyin didn't say anything else, just pulled Luo Ziling's arm tightly.

As she was about to get on the bus, she said softly: "I haven't had a good rest these two days and I'm a little tired. If you have time, please help me mortgage before going to bed and let me have a good sleep, okay?"

"Of course I won't say it's bad," Luo Ziling agreed readily, "I'll come to your residence and press it for you for free."

Seeing that Luo Ziling was smiling very vulgarly, Yang Qingyin reached out and pinched her hands, hummed heavily, threw away Luo Ziling's hand and got into the car.

Luo Ziling also returned to the living room.

Seeing him come back, Ling Ruonan asked him to sit together and chat.

"What are you talking about?" Seeing everyone's expressions were quite happy, especially Luo Yuqing, whose faces were flushed due to excitement. Luo Ziling was a little curious about what they were talking about.

"Tell me that you are sought after by millions of fans," Luo Yuqing replied with a smile: "There are few people's fans who can compare with you. We said that if you manage it well, your number of fans will increase. Now, after posting tonight's Weibo, your number of fans will increase by another 500,000."

"What kind of micro-trick did you make?" Luo Ziling took out his phone curiously, opened the Weibo app and started reading it.

After seeing the few slight quizzes posted today, Luo Ziling's face turned green.

But for the sake of face, he did not say Luo Yuqing in front of so many people, but just glared at her.

Luo Yuqing didn't care, she just smiled.

"With so many fans, the advertising effect must be very good," Ling Ruonan pulled the topic away. "If you manage well, the benefits will be very great. I just suggested that Yu Qing run a personal website for you, and run it as a traditional medical celebrity to popularize the knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine and Chinese medicine to everyone. This not only has advertising effect, but also has very good social benefits."

"Aunt Ling, don't worry, I will definitely get this done as soon as possible," Luo Yuqing agreed immediately, but said a little embarrassedly: "But I don't know much about traditional medicine, and I can't answer many professional things, and I don't know the authenticity of them. So after the website is completed, Zi Ling will have to arrange many things himself."

"This is fine. Just ask me if you don't understand the place," Luo Ziling also thought of the disciples under his name. He felt that they could be useful at that time, so he also explained this. "At that time, I can also let those who follow me to learn the arts to supplement traditional medicine knowledge. They have good foundations and should not take the initiative to destroy them."

"It seems that I didn't convince you!" Ouyang Feifei smiled bitterly, lowered her head and drank milk tea.
Chapter completed!