Chapter 493: 493: Different Reactions from the Women

“Senior, I really didn’t do anything. After we parted last night, I just went back to the dorm to sleep. Those three clowns in our dorm can testify for me.” Fearing that Yang Qingyin might misunderstand and think he was cruel, Luo Ziling quickly explained, “You can’t wrongly accuse me.”

“I know it wasn’t you,” Yang Qingyin said in a hushed voice, “The person who did this is quite skilled, but a bit too ruthless. Luckily, they didn’t completely rob him of his martial arts.”

“You’re still thinking about the possibility that if you married him, you wouldn’t have…” Luo Ziling’s teasing remark was cut off mid-sentence by Yang Qingyin.

“Luo Ziling, if you talk nonsense one more time, I’ll stop talking to you,” Yang Qingyin took off her glasses, looking at Luo Ziling with a face full of annoyance, “I’m angry. Apologize now!”

“Alright, I spoke without thinking, but I was just trying to crack a joke. I know you wouldn’t marry him,” Luo Ziling sincerely apologized, “Okay, let’s not talk about this anymore. It’s none of our business.”

“I underestimated you,” Yang Qingyin said as she stood up, “Let’s go. I’m finished eating.”

Luo Ziling also stood up, “Alright then, let’s head back to prepare for class. Thanks for the breakfast, senior.”

After parting ways with Luo Ziling, Yang Qingyin didn’t return to her dorm but stood there for a while.

Soon, Ye Xiaoli appeared in front of her.

“Miss, I’ve thoroughly investigated the situation. Fang Dongxun shouldn’t be in danger of losing his life. According to the hospital doctors, it’s hard to say whether his reproductive function can be preserved, but his ability in ‘that’ department is definitely severely impaired. It seems like the assailant intentionally held back, not going for the kill. Fang Zhonghua is furious and preparing to pursue the attacker,” Ye Xiaoli reported, then added, “But they should not be able to find out who planned it. The matter was handled very secretly, leaving no clues. The girl who was with Fang Dongxun is likely not a student, just in disguise, but I think we can rule out her collaboration with the assailant.”

After hearing this, Yang Qingyin remained silent, and Ye Xiaoli did not say anything either.

It was at least five minutes later when Yang Qingyin finally asked Ye Xiaoli, “I suppose you can guess who was behind this!”

“I don’t know,” Ye Xiaoli paused, then shook her head confidently, “I don’t know who it could be since I didn’t see the scene. I can’t guess who it might be, nor am I interested in finding out, because I don’t care about this matter.”

“After class this afternoon, let’s go see him together,” Yang Qingyin instructed Ye Xiaoli, “Buy some gifts when the time comes, fruits and supplements will do!”

“Miss,” Ye Xiaoli seemed very surprised; Yang Qingyin actually wanted to visit Fang Dongxun, which was somewhat inappropriate.

After all, Yang Qingyin had firmly refused the marriage arrangement with Fang Dongxun.

“We’ve known each other for so many years, and we used to be friends. Our relationship was okay, and regardless, we should go see him. If we don’t, it might lead to suspicion,” Yang Qingyin said, and without lingering any longer, she turned and left.

Ye Xiaoli didn’t ask any more questions and parted ways with Yang Qingyin.

During the lunch break, Luo Ziling received a phone call from Ouyang Feifei.

“Ziling, come over today to treat me,” Ouyang Feifei said straightforwardly, not bothering with pleasantries, “It’s been several days; it’s time for another treatment. Are you free?”

“I should be free,” Luo Ziling hesitated for a moment but still didn’t refuse, “then I’ll come over after my afternoon class, after I’ve eaten dinner at the canteen.”

“If I get back early, let’s have dinner together. I’ll have the hotel send over food,” Ouyang Feifei spoke softly after saying this, then reminded Luo Ziling, “Don’t tell Huihui and Yang Qingyin about today’s treatment, I have some things I want to talk to you about. Also, there’s something that happened last night I want to ask you about.”

Hearing Ouyang Feifei speak like this, Luo Ziling couldn’t help but feel a chill in his heart, but he didn’t ask anything, nor did he refuse, and readily agreed.

At four o’clock in the afternoon, Ouyang Feifei sent a message to Luo Ziling, saying that Wang Qing would be waiting outside the school’s east gate around four o’clock, and asked Luo Ziling to come over when convenient. Luo Ziling also arrived at the school gate around four o’clock, for which he had slipped away from half a calculus class.

The calculus teacher, Wang Tongshan, had resumed teaching, and Luo Ziling directly asked for leave from him, saying he needed to help someone with treatment. Wang Tongshan agreed without hesitation, and told Luo Ziling to take good care of the treatment.

Wang Qing still had a poker face, without any expression, and didn’t say anything to Luo Ziling. After he got in the car, she drove off directly.

Luo Ziling had no interest in talking to her, and sat in the back seat watching the streetscape hurry by outside the window.

The trip was awkward all the way to Ouyang Feifei’s villa.

Ouyang Feifei had already returned to the villa ahead of time. After returning, she took a bath and was blowing her hair in the second-floor room. Hearing that Luo Ziling had come back, she directly asked him to come upstairs. When Luo Ziling went up to Ouyang Feifei’s room, she was still there blowing her hair.

The scent of the woman after the bath filled the room, and Luo Ziling’s pores unconsciously stood on end, his heart involuntarily sped up. Of course, what entered his nose was a very refreshing feeling—the scent of a woman was really good, and he didn’t dislike it at all.

Seeing Luo Ziling come in, Ouyang Feifei gestured for him to close the room door.

After Luo Ziling closed the door, he sat down on the sofa and took the initiative to ask, “What did you want to talk about?”

“I heard that you and Yang Qingyin went out the day before yesterday and were attacked again,” Ouyang Feifei stopped the hair dryer, combed her hair with a comb, and while combing, she said, “Do you know who attacked you?”

“They confessed that someone with the last name Ling instigated it, but I’m not sure if what they said was true,” Luo Ziling was surprised, but eventually he answered honestly, “Luckily, my half-baked kung fu worked, and I knocked them all down.”

“You should worry that they might actually try to kill you—your body isn’t made of bronze and iron, and you can’t stop bullets,” Ouyang Feifei ceased combing her hair and looked at Luo Ziling with a smirk, then said with a hint of jealousy, “So, you and Yang Qingyin are really in a passionate relationship now? Often making high-profile appearances, aren’t you!”

“You don’t just want to talk about this, do you,” Luo Ziling smiled awkwardly, avoiding Ouyang Feifei’s eyes.

“Fang Dongxun was beaten up by a mysterious woman who sneaked into his villa last night—almost turned into a eunuch,” Ouyang Feifei watched Luo Ziling intently as she spoke, and lowered her voice slightly, “You should know about this, right?”

“How would I know? Oh, I know now, because you told me,” Luo Ziling looked very surprised, “I’m not familiar with him, nor am I as well-informed as you. Why was he injured, and who injured him?”

Ouyang Feifei looked at Luo Ziling with surprise, as if seeing a visitor from the heavens.