The Young Urban Doctor Novel - Chapter 290

Chapter 290: Chapter 290: Reminder

Luo Ziling saw Ouyang Feifei’s luxury motorcade parked there as he walked out of the school gates.

Many people were gazing at the lineup of Ouyang Feifei’s luxury cars, and Luo Ziling ran over somewhat shyly, directly pulling open a car door and sitting inside.

When Lin Lan came to pick him up, the pick-up spot had been changed to the school entrance, but Luo Ziling, to avoid becoming the school’s star, still wore glasses and a hat when he left.

He knew that in this disguise, the average student wouldn’t recognize him, but those monitoring his movements certainly could.

As he sat in Ouyang Feifei’s luxurious Rolls-Royce, Luo Ziling saw Ouyang Feifei sitting there very dignified and noble, elegant like a queen.

Todays’s Ouyang Feifei wore a green little lapel suit, with a white shirt inside, and matching trousers below, her hair was pulled up high on her head, revealing her slender neck. Noble and intelligent, beautiful and dignified, these words of praise for a woman’s beautiful appearance and great temperament automatically sprang to Luo Ziling’s mind.

“You look very beautiful,” Luo Ziling, feeling very good from his recent call with Yang Qingyin, sincerely complimented.

Ouyang Feifei was stunned for a moment by Luo Ziling’s direct compliment; soon, a blush spread across her face.

Being praised for beauty, good looks, temperament, and figure had happened to her many times, and she had automatically filtered out these words. But Luo Ziling’s praise today gave her an unusual feeling in her heart.

Ouyang Feifei wondered, noting Luo Ziling’s attention to her beauty and direct compliment, could it mean this young man regarded her differently?

Thinking this might be the result of her changing strategy, Ouyang Feifei couldn’t help feeling a bit proud.

“I didn’t expect you to compliment women,” she turned her head slightly, revealing a faint smile and looked quietly at Luo Ziling. “I thought you would never notice a woman’s beauty.”

Luo Ziling took another look at Ouyang Feifei and said very sincerely, “Both you and your sister are very beautiful, in most men’s eyes, you are like goddesses.”

Ouyang Feifei turned her face away, not responding to Luo Ziling’s words.

After a short while, she said softly, “What’s the use of being beautiful? Still rejected in marriage.”

Luo Ziling was embarrassed, not expecting Ouyang Feifei to still harbor such strong feelings about that incident.

He didn’t know what else to say, and after a couple of awkward chuckles, he turned his eyes outside the car.

Seeing that Luo Ziling didn’t respond to her remark, Ouyang Feifei couldn’t help feeling a bit angry inside.

“How’s your sister’s condition, any better?” Luo Ziling turned his head and asked as Ouyang Feifei was silently fuming.

Ouyang Feifei didn’t turn to look at Luo Ziling, merely responded indifferently, “It was never a serious illness to begin with, and with your miraculous treatment, she’s already much better.”

“She just called me, blaming me for not caring whether she lives or dies; she said she still feels very uncomfortable.” Recalling Ouyang Huihui’s poor attitude just now, Luo Ziling complained to Ouyang Feifei, “I thought she was having a relapse of her illness, and even said I would treat her tonight.”

Upon hearing Luo Ziling mention this, Ouyang Feifei’s heart skipped a beat, an unsettling feeling rising within her.

In the end, Ouyang Feifei only said this, “If you’re willing, then give her a checkup.”

It was still early, and Yanjing’s traffic hadn’t become congested yet; they soon arrived at Xiangshan Garden. The car stopped directly in front of Villa No. 8, and after getting out, Ouyang Feifei walked ahead with graceful steps, Luo Ziling following by her side.

Ouyang Feifei wore shoes that were about two or three centimeters high, which made her look even taller, Luo Ziling felt she was almost as tall as he was.

Ouyang Feifei walked with considerable poise, her upper body almost motionless, exuding a queenly stature that unconsciously made Luo Ziling fall back two steps. Having fallen behind, he secretly took several glances at Ouyang Feifei and had to admit, although today’s attire bore a professional air, it also highlighted her figure.

Her figure, of course, could be described as perfect. Luo Ziling had also seen her in just her pajamas, which further solidified his sudden judgment. A beautiful woman, with a great figure and wealth, was like a goddess of dreams in any man’s eyes.

Yet he had actually turned up to call off the engagement.

Although Luo Ziling didn’t regret it much, he still felt he had been rather foolish.

Today, he hadn’t seen Wang Qing, Ouyang Feifei’s attractive female assistant.

“Grandfather is in the garden, let’s go find him,” Ouyang Feifei said, turning her head to speak to Luo Ziling as they entered the villa.

“Sure!” Luo Ziling readily agreed and quickened his pace to catch up with Ouyang Feifei.

Ouyang Feifei slowed down slightly, walking side by side with Luo Ziling.

When they reached the pavilion above the pond, Ouyang Feifei stopped and leaned against the railing, gazing out.

“Autumn in Yanjing is very beautiful, Xiangshan is even more so. You should come by more often when you have time; grandfather really hopes for someone to keep him company in conversation.”

“If I have time, I’ll often come to visit Sir Ouyang.” Ouyang Feifei spoke quite sincerely, and Luo Ziling felt embarrassed to refuse.

Seeing Luo Ziling agree, Ouyang Feifei turned her head and offered him a slight smile.

Ouyang Feifei’s expression became animated, and Luo Ziling caught a glimpse of a devastatingly beautiful smile that straightened his eyes. He wondered why, knowing well how pretty her smile was, Ouyang Feifei preferred to keep a stern face all day long?

Similarly, Lin Lan, Wang Qing, and Wuyue seemed to behave the same way. He really couldn’t fathom the thoughts of women.

From afar, they could see Ouyang Lingyun seated in the garden pavilion savoring tea, and Luo Ziling called out from a distance, “Sir Ouyang.”

Ouyang Lingyun seemed to be in a good mood, cheerfully beckoning, “Ziling, Feifei, come join me for tea. It’s top-quality Da Hong Pao.”

Luo Ziling didn’t stand on ceremony and sat down across from Ouyang Lingyun alongside Ouyang Feifei.

Ouyang Feifei personally managed the tea ceremony, brewing tea for the two men, young and old.

“Who would have thought you’d encounter so many things just after arriving in Yanjing,” Ouyang Lingyun said with a chuckle. “Boy, you really have some capability. Are you planning to stir up a storm in Yanjing?”

“You flatter me, Sir Ouyang,” Luo Ziling said with some embarrassment, “I didn’t expect so much to happen just as I started school.”

“However, I still suggest you not get entangled with the granddaughter of the Yang family,” Ouyang Lingyun dropped the smile and seriously warned Luo Ziling, “From any aspect, it’s impossible for you to have a positive outcome. Even if you forcefully stay together, tragedy is all you will end up with. Don’t you want to avoid repeating your parents’ tragedy?”

Luo Ziling couldn’t help feeling very awkward, not expecting such a direct reminder upon meeting.

Thanks to reader Chuxin for the reward.