The Young Urban Doctor-Chapter 784 - Conflict

Chapter 784: Chapter 784 Conflict

Chapter 784: Chapter 784 Conflict

Luo Ziling got into the car and didn’t say anything. Neither did Yang Yunlin nor Yang Qingyin. The trip was filled with unspeakable silence and awkwardness.

About forty minutes later, the car finally came upon a road where both pedestrians and vehicles were extremely scarce.

Luo Ziling’s eyes were fixed outside; he recognized the road. It led to the Ling Family Old Mansion.

That is to say, the Yang Family Old House wasn’t far from the Ling Family Old Mansion.

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However, the car soon turned onto a road that went in the opposite direction of the Ling Family Old Mansion and, after traveling about a kilometer or so, entered into a simple and quaint courtyard.

Both the Ling’s and Yang’s old mansions were located in a very mysterious area near the Imperial City. They were all quadrangle dwellings, exuding a sense of vicissitude. The nearby roads were quite narrow, but the people living inside were all far from simple.

As for how they were not simple, that’s for everyone to guess!

Upon entering this area, the security vehicles were stopped outside, and only Yang Yunlin’s Audi A6 was allowed in.

The car stopped in front of a courtyard that had no house number but was clean both inside and out.

Luo Ziling was the first to jump out of the car, curiously examining this seemingly ordinary courtyard that symbolized status and power.

Many residences bear the aura of their owners, and when Luo Ziling stood inside the courtyard, he felt an imposing authority washing over him.

But he had already experienced this many times at Ling Jinhua’s residence, so he didn’t feel timid or shrink back.

Luo Ziling also quickly sensed that there were several masters hidden nearby, similar to what he felt in the Ling Family Old Mansion.

The few people visible to the eye were just staff inside the old house, mostly insignificant.

While Luo Ziling was curiously looking around inside the Yang Family Old House, Yang Yunlin and Yang Qingyin also got out of the car.

As soon as Yang Qingyin got out of the car, she quickly walked over to Luo Ziling.

Yang Yunlin glanced coldly at his daughter and merely snorted, not saying anything to her or Luo Ziling, and headed directly towards the house.

Yang Qingyin tugged at Luo Ziling’s hand, signaling him to follow her inside.

“Don’t be afraid,” she whispered into Luo Ziling’s ear.

Upon seeing that Luo Ziling was not the least bit scared, she rolled her eyes.

The emotions of the two had been a rollercoaster today, plummeting from the clouds to the valley, and their hearts were heavily clouded.

However, seeing the fearless look on Luo Ziling’s face, many of Yang Qingyin’s worries also diminished.

Of course, Yang Qingyin was afraid that Luo Ziling might be frightened by the thought of being humiliated after going to the Yang Family Old House, but seeing that he showed no such fear, she found it a bit odd.

Yang Qingyin’s grandmother, the wife of Yang Yuanshan, had passed away two years ago due to illness, so there was but one master in the old house.

There were plenty of staff, and with frequent visitors, the place was always lively.

When Luo Ziling followed Yang Qingyin into the living room, he saw Yang Yuanshan sitting there, drinking tea.

As a junior, Luo Ziling still observed his manners, greeted him, and performed the customary respects of a younger generation.

However, Yang Yuanshan glanced at him sidelong and did not engage in conversation, continuing to sip his tea instead. When Yang Yunlin sat down next to Yang Yuanshan, he also ignored Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin, busying himself with preparing a fresh batch of tea for Yang Yuanshan, and then pouring himself a cup as well.

“Senior Sister, could it be that your grandfather and father invited me here just to witness their hospitality?” Luo Ziling was angry, so he couldn’t help but use the opportunity of talking to Yang Qingyin to mock Yang Yuanshan and Yang Yunlin, “If what they wanted me to see was this kind of hospitality, then I’ve really learned something new. The elders of the Yang Family apparently don’t know what manners are.”

Yang Yuanshan and Yang Yunlin did not expect Luo Ziling to publically mock them and were furious.

“You insolent brat, who do you think you are, yelling in here like this?” Yang Yunlin became enraged, slapped the table hard, and stood up in a fury to berate Luo Ziling, “I’ll have you know, no matter how great you think you are, you don’t have the right to run wild in the Yang Family Old House.”

“I never intended to come here; you forced me,” Luo Ziling looked at Yang Yunlin without fear, “My grandfather taught me from a young age to be respectful to everyone, so when I met Mr. Yang and Old Sir Yang, I performed my duties as a junior. Of course, you may think I don’t deserve your respect, that I’m someone you can ridicule at will. You wanted me here just to insult me today. I came prepared for that, so whatever way you want to dishonor me, go ahead. Your brutality, disrespect, and low-class behavior, I will neither tell others about nor will I take pictures or record it.”

Yang Yunlin was so enraged that he felt his lungs were about to explode; never before had he been “scolded” in such a manner.

In his view, Luo Ziling was scolding him.

Luo Ziling was his junior, and even meeting him as Yang Qingyin’s boyfriend, he had no right to speak to him in such a manner, which left him with a murderous rage.

“I’m aware that there are many skilled guards near the Yang Family Old House. You can order them to take me down, even apply private punishment. Whatever means you wish to use to dishonor me, just go ahead,” Luo Ziling completely disregarded Yang Yunlin’s anger, still looking at him with a mocking expression, “If the future Sect Leader of the Yang Family is such a narrow-minded person, then many people will be quite pleased.”

Yang Qingyin had not expected Luo Ziling to talk to her father like this, and her face turned ghastly pale.

She felt trapped between a rock and a hard place.

In front of her grandfather and father, she naturally couldn’t speak up for Luo Ziling. Even if her grandfather and father scolded Luo Ziling, all she could do was to buffer the blow, protecting him from their wrath—that was all she could manage.

She didn’t expect Luo Ziling to be so stubborn.

Facing her father and grandfather, he dared to ridicule them, standing his ground with tit-for-tat defiance, confronting Yang Yunlin.

As the daughter of the Yang Family, Luo Ziling’s treatment of her father left Yang Qingyin feeling uncomfortable.

She wished that her father would respect Luo Ziling and that Luo Ziling would respect her father and grandfather. Even if her grandfather and father scolded Luo Ziling, she hoped that he would be capable of not retaliating or answering back, showing restraint towards her elders.

If Luo Ziling showed respect to her elders, it would also be a form of respect to her; if Luo Ziling was disrespectful towards her elders, she felt humiliated, as if Luo Ziling had also insulted her.

Just as Yang Qingyin was feeling distressed, Luo Ziling continued, “No wonder my mom looks down on you. If I were a woman, I wouldn’t like you either. At your age, you’re still impulsive like a young man, fond of getting angry.”

Yang Yunlin was so angered he almost jumped up. He couldn’t believe that Luo Ziling knew about this matter and had brought it up right in front of his father and daughter, practically slapping him in the face in public.

Hearing Luo Ziling speak this way, Yang Qingyin was shocked on the side.

She didn’t know that her own father and Luo Ziling’s mother had past emotional entanglements.