The Young Urban Doctor-Chapter 832 - Fine Ill leave
Chapter 832: Chapter 832: Fine, I’ll leave
Chapter 832: Chapter 832: Fine, I’ll leave
Ye Xiaoli didn’t say much to Yang Qingyin after placing her order on Meituan, she tossed her phone aside and quietly sat waiting for the meal delivery person to bring their dinner.
Yang Qingyin no longer had her usual elegance and beauty, looking quite terrifying with her sallow complexion and cold eyes due to the nearly sleepless night before.
Ye Xiaoli dared not say a word. Her only hope was that Wang Zhenjun would find them through the meal she had ordered.
If Luo Ziling appeared before them, then there would be a chance to resolve the issue, and prevent it from worsening.
Although Ye Xiaoli had never been good at romance, she was certain of one thing: Yang Qingyin’s intense reaction showed how much she cared about Luo Ziling. If she didn’t care, she wouldn’t exhibit such behavior; Yang Qingyin was simply furious at the moment.
There was definitely a misunderstanding between the two of them, and as long as it was cleared up, everything would dissipate like smoke.
About twenty minutes later, their room door was finally knocked on. Both Yang Qingyin and Ye Xiaoli thought it must be the meal they had ordered arriving.
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Looking through the peephole, they indeed saw someone dressed in a Meituan delivery uniform holding a food bag at the door.
“Miss, your meal delivery,” Ye Xiaoli informed Yang Qingyin and then opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, the delivery guy didn’t hand over the food bag to Ye Xiaoli, but instead quickly barged in, startling her. However, she soon recognized the delivery guy’s face and was taken aback with surprise and joy.
Who could this person be, dressed in the yellow Meituan uniform, if not Luo Ziling?
“I’m making a cameo as a delivery guy,” Luo Ziling said with a smile to Ye Xiaoli before walking into the room, still holding the bag.
As it happened, Luo Ziling and Yang Xiaodong had just arrived at Yang Qingyin’s newly changed hotel when they encountered the delivery guy bringing the food.
After seeing that the order slip had the room number where Yang Qingyin and Ye Xiaoli were staying, Luo Ziling immediately snatched the bag away. Yang Xiaodong took the opportunity to intimidate the delivery guy, and with their combined pressure and incentives, the delivery guy took a few hundred yuan and tossed his professional integrity aside. Not only did he hand over the food bag to Luo Ziling, but he also stripped off his uniform and gave it to Luo Ziling.
So, Luo Ziling put on the delivery guy’s uniform, donned the hat, and carrying the meal that Yang Qingyin and Ye Xiaoli had ordered, he knocked on their door.
Not expecting Ye Xiaoli to let the delivery guy into the room, Yang Qingyin, who was sitting there in a mess of thought, couldn’t help but get a little annoyed.
Hearing this familiar voice, she was dumbstruck.
“Senior, it’s me, moonlighting as a meal delivery guy,” Luo Ziling said with a smile, sitting down next to Yang Qingyin. “I knew you hadn’t had dinner, so I personally delivered it.”
Yang Qingyin stared at Luo Ziling in astonishment and, seeing the smile on his face, couldn’t help but become furious.
“Get out!” she barked at Luo Ziling fiercely.
Luo Ziling turned to look at Ye Xiaoli and joked, “Xiaoli, Qingyin is telling you to get out.”
“Okay,” Ye Xiaoli nodded and prepared to leave the room.
Ye Xiaoli was naturally overjoyed that Luo Ziling had found them again so quickly.
“You get out,” Yang Qingyin said murderously to Luo Ziling, then shouted to Xiaoli, who was about to leave, “Xiaoli, you stay here!”
The smile on Luo Ziling’s face stiffened, but he quickly relaxed again and stood up, softly telling Ye Xiaoli, “Go ahead and leave for now.”
Ye Xiaoli nodded after listening and prepared to leave.
“Ye Xiaoli, from today onwards, you don’t have to follow me anymore. You, a traitor,” Yang Qingyin was furious. She suddenly bounced up from the bed, and roared at Ye Xiaoli, “You even dared to tip them off.”
Ye Xiaoli’s face was full of grievance, not knowing how to respond.
“You stay outside first, I will talk to her,” Luo Ziling was still pushing Ye Xiaoli outside as he said to Yang Qingyin, “I haven’t received any messages from Xiaoli. It was Wang Zhenjun who found your location through his own abilities.”
Ye Xiaoli hesitated, but finally walked out the room door.
Seeing that Ye Xiaoli didn’t listen to her but obeyed Luo Ziling’s command to leave the room, Yang Qingyin was even more furious, as if she wanted to kill someone.
Luo Ziling walked up to Yang Qingyin, his face filled with grievance as he asked, “Why are you doing this? You have to give me a reason, right? This is making no sense, it’s worse than killing me.”
Hearing Luo Ziling say this, and seeing the grievance on his face, Yang Qingyin became even more enraged, her face flushing red.
But she didn’t say anything; she just glared at Luo Ziling before turning away.
“What’s going on, after all?” Luo Ziling really couldn’t understand what had happened, “What did I do wrong? You should at least tell me. If I am to die, let me die with a clear understanding.”
Yang Qingyin remained silent, only turning her back to stand in front of the window, gazing at the night view outside.
Luo Ziling hesitated for a moment, then walked up behind Yang Qingyin and stretched out his hands, wanting to embrace her shoulders.
But Yang Qingyin turned around abruptly, her face cold as she looked at him, “Get away, don’t touch me with your dirty hands.”
Luo Ziling’s hands were frozen in place, his face a mixture of grievance and confusion as he looked at the iron-faced, chilled Yang Qingyin.
The current Yang Qingyin was no longer the playful and charming person she was usually; she became very alien to Luo Ziling.
Anger, contempt, indifference, emptiness – it was all very complicated, making Luo Ziling shudder with fear.
Luo Ziling didn’t know what to say at that moment, just gazing at Yang Qingyin in a daze.
After staring at Luo Ziling with that terrifying look for a while, Yang Qingyin turned around again and stood by the window, looking at the scenery outside.
“Tell me why you’re like this. If I really did do something wrong, then I won’t force you into anything anymore, and I’ll leave right away,” Luo Ziling’s patience was also wearing thin. He felt he hadn’t done anything deliberately wrong. What happened last night was just a minor accident.
It wasn’t him who initiated lying down with Ouyang Huihui, but rather, after treating her, he was exhausted and fell asleep muddled, leading to an accidental occurrence, but it wasn’t a major fault. Certainly, he believed that Yang Qingyin didn’t know about these incidents, he felt it wasn’t last night’s events that made Yang Qingyin like this, there must be something else.
“I don’t want to say anything, I don’t want to see you ever again,” Yang Qingyin said in a very cold voice, then turned her head, glared at Luo Ziling, “Leave now, don’t let me see you again.”
“Well then, since you’re unwilling to explain or communicate, I will leave,” Luo Ziling’s stubbornness surfaced, knowing that he was inherently prideful. He could become angry with people like Ling Jinhua, Ling Mingrui, and Yang Yuanshan, much less with others.
He was convinced he hadn’t done anything wrong. He had gone through so much trouble to find Yang Qingyin, thinking she would consider his efforts and give him a chance to explain, to talk. In this way, they could resolve their differences and reconcile.
Unexpectedly, things turned out this way, with Yang Qingyin treating him with such an attitude.
After he finished speaking, he took one deep look at Yang Qingyin and turned to leave.
