Chapter 24

Qu Zhisheng looked at Qu Ling’er again—she no longer looked meek like before. Her expression was cold; as if she had become a different person.

What he did not know was that Qu Ling’er was completely disappointed in him and the Qu family—she wanted to break ties with the Qu family completely.

As Qu Zhisheng thought of this, he had no choice but to hold in his temper. He pretended to be concerned and asked, “Have you received the admission letter? Didn’t I tell you that I wanted you to enroll in a local university? If you study in a local university, you don’t have to transfer your household register.”

“Do you think I’m stupid enough to stay here and be your pawn?” Qu Ling’er sneered. “Qu Zhisheng, I’ll give you half an hour. When the time is up and I don’t have the household register, I’ll call the police and hand over the evidence.” With that, she turned around and left the ward.

Zhang Ran followed Qu Ling’er back to Doctor Qu’s office.

Qu Ling’er sat back on the sofa and Zhang Ran poured her a glass of water. She looked at Qu Ling’er and said, “You were amazing just now! I was afraid that you would be no match for your father. I didn’t expect you to be so smart—your father was helpless!”

Qu Ling’er forced a smile and did not say anything. She lowered her head and tapped on her cell phone messages. There were two messages from Luo Yichen.

“I’ve found someone to help you. Get back your household register!”

“There was a hidden DV camcorder at the Qinglan clubhouse. I have the memory card.”

These two pieces of information from Luo Yichen gave her all the confidence she needed. It also allowed her to sort out her thoughts. She had found it strange that Qu Zhisheng would trust Luo Xiao so easily. It turned out that he had a backup plan.

Qu Ling’er copied Luo Yichen’s phone number—searched for his WeChat—and sent a friend request.

Ten seconds later, Luo Yichen accepted the request.

Qu Ling’er tapped the chat box and sent a message: “Thank you, Brother.” She also added a smiling emoji.

Luo Yichen instantly replied: “Is everything settled?”

Qu Ling’er looked at the message and was pondering how to reply when Luo Yichen suddenly sent her a video call request.

Qu Ling’er hesitated for a moment before accepting.

Luo Yichen was indoors, against a background of a snow-white wall. He took off his mask and said, “Are you still in the hospital?”

Qu Ling’er nodded. “Yes, I’m in the doctor’s office.”

Luo Yichen asked, “Did you get the household register?”

Qu Ling’er pursed her lips and said, “Not yet. I gave him half an hour.”

“If you can’t resolve it, let me know. I’ll help you.” Seeing the lass’ worried face, Luo Yichen instinctively wanted to help her. He could not bear to let her suffer.

Qu Ling’er looked at Luo Yichen and felt a lump in her throat. His kindness to her warmed the cockles of her heart.

“Yichen, where did you go?” Assistant Liu’s voice suddenly floated from Luo Yichen’s end.

Luo Yichen turned his head back to take a look before turning back. He looked at her and said, “I’ll get back to work now. If there’s anything, you must call me, okay?”

Qu Ling’er nodded meekly, “Okay.”

Luo Yichen hurriedly hung up the video call. His cell phone swayed a little before he hung up and Qu Ling’er caught a glimpse of the stairs. He seemed to have hidden in the stairwell.

Zhang Ran was tidying up Doctor Qu’s table—she looked up and saw Qu Ling’er staring blankly at her cell phone—smiled and asked, “Is he your boyfriend?”

Qu Ling’er snapped back from her thoughts and quickly denied, “No, no.” She blushed.

“I didn’t mean to eavesdrop on your call. His voice is very pleasant; like a celebrity.” Zhang Ran said with a smile, “Also, he sounds very charming when he speaks! ‘If you can’t resolve it, let me know. I’ll help you.’ Wow, that’s a powerful boyfriend! Such a boyfriend would make me feel very safe!”

Zhang Ran was extremely envious.

Qu Ling’er smiled. She still did not know his name, yet she trusted him; it was as if this was meant to be.

Fifteen minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Zhang Ran opened the door—it was Qu Xinru.

Wearing a light purple dress and clad with a Chanel bag, Qu Xinru walked into the office. She looked at Qu Ling’er—who was sitting motionless on the sofa—frowned and said sadly, “Qu Ling’er, what are you doing? What do you get out of this?”

Qu Ling’er could not be bothered to talk to her—stretched out her hand—and said, “Give me the household register.”

Qu Xinru clutched her handbag tightly and walked over to sit down beside Qu Ling’er, “Ling’er, you don’t have to transfer your household register to enroll in school now. Why do you insist on transferring it?”

“Qu Zhisheng asked you to persuade me?” Qu Ling’er asked Qu Xinru coldly.