After looking at each other for a few times, Yang Qingyin finally walked back to the private room with Luo Ziling's hand.

The dishes have already been served, and the table is full.

But Yang Qingyin lost her appetite, and Luo Ziling did not start eating immediately.

"Do you know them?" After sitting down, Luo Ziling asked first.

"Know one or two people," Yang Qingyin nodded, "The person in charge is Ling Haijun, a playboy who is not without academics."

"What kind of person is Ling Haijun?" Luo Ziling asked again.

Yang Qingyin looked at Luo Ziling seriously, but in the end he couldn't bear to refuse his inquiry. But after thinking about it, he asked back: "Have you heard of several famous families in Yanjing?"

Luo Ziling shook his head, "I don't know, except for some situations in the school, I don't know anything else."

"How did you have a conflict with them?" Yang Qingyin asked again.

"There was a conflict when I went to the cocktail party with a few classmates last time," Luo Ziling told Yang Qingyin about the last time he attended the cocktail party of Lin Lin.

After saying that about the time, he smiled bitterly and said, "Lin Lin's aunt said that this young master Ling is very good and is not someone we can mess with. These people really hold grudges and actually want to attack me as soon as they meet."

"So that's the case," Yang Qingyin pondered for a while, and finally decided to tell Luo Ziling some things: "Okay, since you have had a conflict, I believe that there will still be unhappiness when you meet again next time. I'll tell you about this person's situation."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

"The Ling family in Yanjing has a very famous family. The current head of the Ling family is Ling Mingrui. If you have watched TV news, you should know what his identity is, right? Even if you don't watch TV, I think you should often see news related to this person."

"Ling Mingrui?" Luo Ziling couldn't help but tremble. He knew this character, a giant of the country who often appeared in TV news, and an existence that all Chinese people looked up to, "I know this person."

Yang Qingyin lowered his voice and continued, "He has a cousin named Ling Qirui, who is the highest executive of a certain eastern province. Ling Haijun is Ling Qirui's grandson."

"So they have such an identity. No wonder they are so awesome," Luo Ziling couldn't help but sigh and asked immediately: "Does there be a woman named Ling Ruonan in the Ling family?"

"You actually know Ling Ruonan?" Yang Qingyin was very surprised, "You don't know the Ling family, but you know Ling Ruonan?"

"I got it by chance," Luo Ziling didn't know how to explain to Yang Qingyin, so she could only bring the matter to Ouyang Feifei. "Once Ouyang Feifei said that after the last incident, when I asked him to find out the situation, she said she was having a talk with Ling Ruonan of the Northern Group."

"Ling Ruonan was the first princess of Yanjing in the past, the most beautiful woman," Yang Qingyin said with a complicated expression, "You are right. Ling Ruonan is also from the Ling family, and his father is Ling Mingrui. He used to be the first princess in Yanjing, but now many people think she is still the first princess, the real princess."

After hearing Yang Qingyin's words, Luo Ziling's shock was really not known to describe it.

Her mother Ling Ruonan has such an identity. The Ling Mingrui who is often seen on TV and on the news is actually his grandfather.

Luo Ziling stayed there because of his excessive horror, and a piece of lobster meat in his hand fell into the plate accidentally.

The sound of shrimp falling into the plate and the splashing soup immediately made him react, and he smiled awkwardly: "I was a little scared by you."

Of course, Yang Qingyin noticed Luo Ziling's shock and felt a little confused, but after hearing his explanation, most of the doubts were eliminated.

"Haha, Ling Ruonan was the number one beauty in Yanjing and the highest-ranking princess. Now she is still a princess, but as she is older, the halo of the number one beauty has faded a little. Everyone regards your former fiancée Ouyang Feifei as the number one beauty." When she said this, Yang Qingyin looked playful, "You actually broke the first beauty in Yanjing. Are you a bit too much?"

"Don't many people say that you are the number one beauty in Yanjing? Describe you and Ouyang Feifei as the two beauties in Yanjing?" Although Luo Ziling still felt complicated in his heart, when he heard Yang Qingyin talk about Ouyang Feifei, he couldn't help but tease her, "You deliberately said that she is the number one beauty, do you also want to indirectly praise yourself?"

Luo Ziling's words made Yang Qingyin blush instantly. She replied with shame and annoyance: "I won't be as beautiful as you. Humph, I know you must have regretted it. You probably didn't see what Ouyang Feifei looked like when you broke off the engagement, right? If I saw her so beautiful, I wouldn't believe you would make up your mind to break off the engagement."

"When I went to break the engagement, I met Ouyang Huihui at the entrance of the community. Before I proposed to break the engagement, I already knew that she was very beautiful." Luo Ziling said a little shyly: "I have indeed been confused. She is so beautiful and her family is so rich. I want me not to break the engagement, but to propose marriage, then..."

Luo Ziling was embarrassed to continue talking.

"Do you regret it?"

"No," Luo Ziling shook his head, "Actually I'm quite grateful."

"What are you grateful for?"

"I'm glad to meet my senior sister," Luo Ziling laughed a few times. After seeing Yang Qingyin blushing, he immediately changed the topic, "By the way, is the Ling family the most influential family in Yanjing?"

"That's right, but there are several other families with similar influence as theirs." Yang Qingyin replied casually.

"Including your Yang family?"

Yang Qingyin was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

"If your Yang family does not have such great influence, you wouldn't speak to Ling Haijun in such a tone." Luo Ziling smiled sinisterly.

Yang Qingyin smiled and sorted out the hair on his forehead, "Let's tell you this in the future."

After pausing, he asked Luo Ziling in a low voice: "Are you scared?"

"What am I afraid of?"

Yang Qingyin smiled without saying a word, picked up a piece of lobster meat and fed it to Luo Ziling: "Why don't you eat it today? It tastes bad?"

Luo Ziling opened his mouth and ate the lobster meat that Yang Qingyin had grabbed into his stomach, then asked with a smile: "I think you are the real number one princess in Yanjing now, right?"

"Hate, don't joke about me, I'm not a princess, I'm just a student."

Seeing Yang Qingyin's shy and charming look, Luo Ziling couldn't help but feel gentle in his heart, but gentleness was immediately replaced by curiosity, and he asked again in a low voice: "Can you tell me about Ling Ruonan?"
Chapter completed!