(Second update)

Seeing Yang Qingyin, Yang Qingye immediately smiled and made a step aside and asked Yang Qingyin to come in.

"Sister, I'm still muttering, when will you arrive? I didn't expect it to be so fast. It's very cold outside, come in and sit in, I'll call the waiter to serve tea, what are you going to drink? Longjing?"

Yang Qingyin ignored Yang Qingye's attentiveness, just nodded slightly, and sat down on the chair.

"Qingye, go back early and rest. I will contact you if you have something to do." Seeing Yang Qingye sitting down, Luo Ziling directly issued the order to expel guests.

"Okay, I'll leave, it won't delay your love," Yang Qingye said, and stood up immediately, then packed up his own things and prepared to leave.

"What did you say to Ziling?" Yang Qingyin asked Yang Qingye, "I'm still discussing with him how to deal with your messy things?"

"Sister, there are all," Yang Qingye did not dare to lie, and honestly explained what he had just said to Luo Ziling. After saying that, he ran out immediately without waiting for Yang Qingyin to answer, and joked with Yang Qingyin: "Sister, you should accompany your brother-in-law, I won't get involved. You can stay for a while, let your brother-in-law's warmth warmth warms your cold heart again..."

Yang Qingyin picked up a cup on the table and acted to smash Yang Qingye. After Yang Qingye screamed, he opened the door and ran away.

"I'm not happy?" Luo Ziling snatched the cup in Yang Qingyin's hand, put it back on the table, and then reached out to touch her face, "Qingye just told me about what to do tonight. If you're not happy, just tell me. Don't hold it in your heart, it will be very uncomfortable."

"Actually, it's just those things, nothing else," Yang Qingyin covered Luo Ziling's hand holding her face, rubbed it gently for a few times, and said with a wry smile: "But I didn't expect that my dad would say this in front of so many guests. After returning home, I argued with him for a few words. Fortunately, my mom was trying to smooth things over in the middle, otherwise we would definitely have a quarrel."

Luo Ziling told him what Yang Qingye had just told him, and then asked: "What did you say again after you got home?"

"I just told my dad that I will not go abroad to study, at most I will study for a graduate student at this school, nor will I accept the marriage arranged by my family." At this point, Yang Qingyin sneered, "I know what my dad meant in public, just to let everyone know that he is going to send me out to study and then prepare to marry me with a eldest son. I am not as good as his wish."

"I don't know what to say," Luo Ziling also smiled bitterly, "Actually, I'm very curious. Your dad is quite low-key during this period, and I don't know what he is busy with."

"My father visited abroad a few days ago and was busy with another sports meeting. He is the vice chairman of the sports meeting preparatory committee. So, there is not much time to take care of our affairs." After explaining, Yang Qingyin asked Luo Ziling again: "Are you doubting something?"

"I haven't been plotted against by the Yang family for a long time. I feel a little uncomfortable. Am I a bit masochistic?" Luo Ziling said with a wry smile: "I have been thinking that your grandfather and your father will not let me go, the enemy of the Yang family, so they will definitely deal with me."

"Maybe some small moves were done by the Yang family, but you don't know." Yang Qingyin said softly: "But based on my understanding of my father, he will not take action easily after knowing your ability. If you take action, you will suffer huge losses and even cause a lot of trouble. So, you should be careful. Fortunately, your father has arranged two bodyguards for you."

"These two people are quite capable," Luo Ziling told Yang Qingyin what happened today. After saying that, he smiled bitterly and said to her: "Senior sister, the people in the Ling family have more small actions. In my opinion, the people in the Ling family have more resentment towards us mother and daughter than those in your Yang family."

After hearing what Luo Ziling said, seeing him pride when he was carrying Lin Jiaming head down to the outside of the window, Yang Qingyin couldn't help but be frightened. She said with lingering fear: "Senior brother, if you make a mistake, then that's not trouble? Lin Jiaming must have fallen into a meat paste, and you have become a murderer. Even if you are not shot, you will be in jail for many years."

"How could it be that it was possible? He was very strong. I just wanted to scare him," Luo Ziling saw Yang Qingyin's concern, replied with a smile, and said again: "I'm just surprised. Today, the reaction of great-grandfather and my grandfather seemed to have nothing to do with what happened like this. I don't know what their attitude means. I'm not afraid of them blaming them, but the most feared thing is that they ignore it."

"Yes," Yang Qingyin listened, thought carefully, and recognized what Luo Ziling said: "The most terrible thing they let you do and look completely ignorant. If they are angry or accused you, they care about you, and you can place some of your hopes on you. If they completely ignore what you do, even if you don't blame anything you do, then there is something wrong."

"Yes, the person who will blame you is someone who is good to you. Is beating or scolding or love?" Luo Ziling said with a thoughtful look: "Even my mother sometimes blames me."

"Hey, after hearing you talk about these thrilling things, why did I feel better?" Yang Qingyin suddenly said in surprise: "When I came back just now, I was very upset and wanted to cry to you. Now I feel nothing is wrong."

Luo Ziling was immediately amazed and laughed, "Senior sister, don't say it so directly? Even if you are gloating in your heart, don't say it out."

"I am not lucky enough to gloat," Yang Qingyin quickly denied, "I will not be like you!"

"It seems like I often gloat," Luo Ziling hummed in dissatisfaction, and reached out to scrape Yang Qingyin's nose, "Is my character that bad?"

"You do often," Yang Qingyin sniffled in dissatisfaction, "I think there are times when I gloat in front of Fang Dongxun, in front of Ling Haining, and in front of Lin Jiaming, right?"

"Okay, it's enough if there is no in front of you anyway." Luo Ziling said, then reached out and pinched Yang Qingyin's face, "Actually, if I can touch the senior sister's tender face, I will lose any unhappiness in my heart immediately."

Yang Qingyin rolled her eyes: "You're wrong. Today I was unhappy and came to you to talk to you. You are not unhappy anymore. You should comfort me, right?"

"Uh, I'm wrong," Luo Ziling said, reaching out to grab Yang Qingyin's hand and pressing it on his face, "Then you touch my face, I'm also tender and tender, and the touch feels good. If you touch it a few more times, your mood will be better."

Yang Qingyin burst into laughter, and did not touch Luo Ziling's face, but pinched her, "I just know how to talk!"

"Look, isn't it just that the effect is there? I will laugh," Luo Ziling said, and then reached out to touch Yang Qingyin's face, "How about I accompany you to your new home today? Press and hold on for you and listen to your nagging?"

Yang Qingyin didn't expect Luo Ziling to make such a request, and her pretty face turned red all of a sudden.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!