Divine Doctor Dragon Master-Chapter 449 How did Qin Jiang perform?
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"Not good…"
Ling Ying and the others felt a sense of ill-omen.
"Dad, why have you come?"
Ling Ying and the others immediately went to greet him.
Sir Ling ignored them and went straight to Ling Qingxue, "Xue'er, you must have suffered a lot today, haven't you?"
"Grandfather, I'm fine. Please don't worry about me."
With Sir Ling's immediate concern, Ling Qingxue's cold heart finally began to thaw.
Sir Ling's piercing gaze swept over Ling Ying, Ling Zhi, and the others as he asked indifferently, "When I came in just now, it seemed like you were about to go back on your word. Is there such a thing?"
Facing Sir Ling's interrogation, Ling Ying and the others were alarmed.
Their faces turned grim as they knew Sir Ling's presence here boded no good.
Ling Jun, on the other hand, was secretly pleased. He knew his family all too well and had anticipated they would not honor their word, so he had immediately gone to ask Sir Ling to come and ensure fairness.
"What, cat got your tongues?"
Sir Ling frowned slightly.
Ling Ying said bracingly, "Dad, you've misunderstood."
"How could we possibly renege on our word? We were just considering the greater good of the Ling Family, that's why we…"
Before Ling Ying could finish, Sir Ling interrupted, "Do you think I'm not clear on what you're all plotting in your hearts?"
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"This…"
Ling Ying didn't know what to say for a moment, and his complexion visibly darkened.
"If only any of you had a fraction of Xue'er's capabilities, I wouldn't be so troubled now."
Sir Ling said with frustration, and then continued, "I've already given you all a chance, but Xue'er fulfilled the requirement in just one day. From this moment forth, the control of the Ling Family's assets will be handed over to Xue'er."
"If you're still not convinced, keep it to yourselves and dare not voice any objections!"
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"Otherwise, you can all get out of the Ling Family and fend for yourselves!"
After laying down the law, Sir Ling then said to Ling Qingxue, "Xue'er, come, accompany me for a few rounds of chess."
"Alright."
Ling Qingxue nodded and then helped Sir Ling away, leaving the Ling Ying and the others with darkened faces behind.
After Sir Ling was far away, Ling Yonghao spoke with great dissatisfaction, "Dad, don't you think grandpa is getting senile?"
"What kind of bewitching soup has Ling Qingxue fed grandpa?"
"Are we just supposed to watch such a vast fortune fall into the hands of that girl, Ling Qingxue?"
Ling Ying's eyes were dark with malevolence, "What else can we do?"
"Didn't you hear what our grandfather said?"
"If you had any real ability, this position wouldn't have fallen into Ling Qingxue's hands."
Upon hearing this, Ling Yonghao deflated like a punctured ball.
He clenched his fists tightly, his heart filled with rage and resentment...
Sir Ling and Ling Qingxue walked into the courtyard at a leisurely pace.
"Xue'er, I was somewhat worried that you wouldn't be able to handle this matter. I didn't expect you to solve it in less than a day," Sir Ling remarked with a sigh. "You've done well. But how did you persuade Qingmen?"
"Grandfather, the main credit shouldn't go to me. I encountered a noble benefactor."
"Oh? Tell me about it."
Sir Ling was interested.
Ling Qingxue briefly recounted the night's events to Sir Ling.
After learning the whole story, Sir Ling laughed continuously, "This young friend Qin is truly talented beyond his years."
"He has helped our Ling Family out of trouble on several occasions. When there's a chance, invite him over to our home on my behalf. I want to thank him personally."
"Sure, no problem," Ling Qingxue agreed.
"Qingxue, do you, perhaps, have feelings for this young friend Qin?" Sir Ling suddenly asked.
"Ah?"
Ling Qingxue was stunned; the question was too sudden, and she didn't know how to answer for a moment.
However, her expression was just like a little girl whose crush had been discovered, as her pretty face involuntarily blushed.
Sir Ling laughed even more heartily.
Embarrassed, Ling Qingxue protested, "Grandfather, how can you tease me like this?"
"There's nothing to it, if you like him, you like him, if you don't, you don't," Sir Ling replied. "As they say, 'A man chasing a woman is separated by a mountain; a woman chasing a man is separated by mere gauze.' If you like him, be brave about it. There's nothing to make a big fuss over."
Ling Qingxue shook her head, "Unfortunately, he has someone he likes. It's unlikely there could be anything between us."
"Don't be so certain about that," Sir Ling advised. "Happiness is something you have to fight for. Of course, you must keep your bottom line and not act blindly."
"I understand what you're saying, Grandfather."
Ling Qingxue nodded, deep in thought.
The image of a handsome and resolute face once again surfaced in her mind...
Over the next two days, Li Lang embarked on his return journey from Zhonghai back to the Capital Literary Institute.
Inside a loft.
An elder with slightly white hair was sitting there, savoring tea while playing chess.
He was one of the Elders of the Literary Institute, named Wu Tianlian.
A knock on the door interrupted the Elder's thoughts.
He said slowly, "Come in."
"Elder."
Li Lang entered and immediately bowed deeply to the old man.
Wu Tianlian stroked his beard and nodded slightly, saying, "How did that young Qin Jiang perform on your trip to Zhonghai?"
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