Chapter 353: 353 Why Are Women’s Thoughts So Complicated?

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“My other assistant,” Ling Ruonan also introduced Li Jing’s identity with a smile but didn’t explain any further.

Luo Ziling had already guessed that Li Jing’s accompaniment to Yanjing was arranged by her, so there was no need for her to say so.

Ouyang Feifei didn’t know what was going on, but she tactfully asked nothing, just standing there quietly.

She recognized Li Jing and knew well the important position this confidante held beside Ling Ruonan.

Ling Ruonan had several highly capable confidantes, both male and female.

The most trusted person was the personal assistant-cum-bodyguard Wuyue, and the other was Li Jing.

Many of Ling Ruonan’s private matters were handled by these two women.

Today, Ling Ruonan had both of these confidantes meet with Luo Ziling at her residence, which was quite meaningful.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

What Ouyang Feifei thought was that Ling Ruonan was planning to transfer her control of Northern Group to Luo Ziling.

At least she had such an intention.

It was only natural for a mother to pass on her assets to her son, not to mention Ling Ruonan also felt guilty and wanted to offer Luo Ziling ample compensation to make up for the maternal love he missed out on all these years.

If she didn’t have such an idea, Ling Ruonan would not have let Luo Ziling meet these two assistants at her private home.

“Mrs. Ling, I’ve brought Ziling back,” Ouyang Feifei took the initiative to explain, adding, “and I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. This year, Mrs. Ling can enjoy the Mid-Autumn moon with Ziling. It’s a joyous occasion.”

As she spoke, she signaled to a bodyguard to take the gift she had prepared out of the car.

Ling Ruonan didn’t reject Ouyang Feifei’s friendly gesture, happily accepting the gift brought by Ouyang Feifei and inviting her into the house.

“Miss, Young Master, I’ll be going back first,” Li Jing announced her departure, “The two at home are still waiting for me to celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival!”

Li Jing was married and had a five-year-old son.

“Go ahead,” Ling Ruonan didn’t hold her back, letting Li Jing leave.

“Young Master, next time you have any issues, you can also call me. If the miss has any problems while out, you can come to me too,” Li Jing whispered to Luo Ziling as she was leaving.

“Thank you, Mrs. Li,” Luo Ziling expressed his thanks sincerely.

Although the last plane incident was arranged by Ling Ruonan, Luo Ziling was still very grateful to this enthusiastic and beautiful young lady.

Lacking parental love since childhood, Luo Ziling was extremely grateful to anyone who was kind to him and would reciprocate with even more in return.

Wuyue prepared tea for the three of them and then disappeared from sight.

“Ling’er, did you get injured again yesterday? Let mom take a look at how bad the wound is.” Regardless of Ouyang Feifei’s presence, Ling Ruonan stood up, ready to check Luo Ziling’s injuries.

“Mom, I just had a fall, the wound cracked open a bit, and a few patches of skin were scrapped off. There are no other injuries,” said Luo Ziling, too embarrassed to take off his clothes to inspect his wounds in the presence of Ling Ruonan and Ouyang Feifei, especially with both of them there.

But Ling Ruonan ignored Luo Ziling’s protests, forcing him to take off his clothes.

Seeing that the injuries were not as frightening as she feared and that what Luo Ziling said was mostly true, Ling Ruonan was slightly relieved.

Ouyang Feifei sat on the side, watching the mother and son with a slight sense of embarrassment, but Ling Ruonan didn’t avoid her while inspecting Luo Ziling’s injuries, and Feifei felt a sense of “honor.” It seemed that Ruonan no longer despised her as she had at the start, and her impression of Feifei was changing.

Although for the prideful Ouyang Feifei it was quite stifling, for the sake of her pride as a woman, and the revenge plan that still lingered, she endured it.

After Ling Ruonan finished inspecting his injuries, Luo Ziling awkwardly put his clothes back on.

Because Ouyang Feifei was sitting to the side and saw Luo Ziling’s bare back, he blushed slightly.

Once Ling Ruonan sat down again, she looked at the elegantly seated Ouyang Feifei and asked, “Has your grandfather also talked to him about it?”

Ouyang Feifei nodded, “Yes.”

“What do you think?” Ling Ruonan softly asked Luo Ziling.

Luo Ziling hadn’t expected Ruonan to ask him that question before they had discussed it, and after thinking for a while, he still shook his head, “I think I need to ask Grandfather’s opinion. Most of the prescriptions and secret medicines are his masterpieces; I’ve concocted very few myself.”

“Then we can start by promoting the medicines or prescriptions you’ve developed,” Ouyang Feifei said to Luo Ziling before turning to Ling Ruonan, “Mrs. Ling, this is what I’m thinking. We could collaborate by having Ziling contribute his prescriptions or formulas for secret medicines as his share in the subsidiary pharmaceutical companies of the Lingyun Group or letting your Northern Group increase its shares in the pharmaceutical businesses under Lingyun Group. Or alternatively, we can establish a new pharmaceutical subsidiary.”

“We’ll discuss this further,” Ling Ruonan didn’t respond to Ouyang Feifei, knowing the hesitation in Luo Ziling’s heart, she wasn’t in a hurry to make a decision.

After saying this, she smiled and added, “President Ouyang, why don’t you stay for dinner tonight?”

The offer tempted Ouyang Feifei, but she still shook her head, “I’d better go back, I promised Grandfather that I would spend Mid-Autumn Festival with the family, and I’ve promised to have a drink with him tonight.”

“Alright then,” Ling Ruonan said, her invitation more of a courtesy than a real desire to keep Ouyang Feifei for dinner.

“Mrs. Ling, I’ll take my leave then,” Ouyang Feifei promptly got up to say goodbye.

She had only come to drop off Luo Ziling and didn’t have any pressing matters to discuss with Ling Ruonan.

Her visit was already somewhat presumptuous, so she felt embarrassed to stay longer.

“Alright, then take care,” as Ling Ruonan stood up, ready to escort Ouyang Feifei out, she added, “President Ouyang is always welcome to visit again.”

“Just call me Feifei from now on,” Ouyang Feifei said with a smile as she got up to leave, “Otherwise, it’s too formal.”

Ling Ruonan smiled and nodded.

After seeing Ouyang Feifei out with Luo Ziling, Ling Ruonan took Ziling’s hand and walked back to the living room.

Once seated, Ling Ruonan looked at Luo Ziling with a gaze full of affection and softly asked, “Did you see what Ouyang Feifei is trying to do by behaving this way?”

Luo Ziling didn’t fully understand the meaning behind Ruonan’s question, and he stood there dumbfounded.

Ling Ruonan dropped her smile and said seriously, “She can’t accept being rejected by you.”

“I know that,” Luo Ziling said awkwardly, “It was a blow to her pride.”

“Now that you’re hanging out with Yang Qingyin, she feels even more humiliated,” Ruonan said, a playful smirk appearing on her lips, “So, she’s subtly trying to get close to you, looking for ways to change your perception of her, and ultimately, to make you like her. She can’t accept being rejected by you, can’t stand being despised by us, and doesn’t want to lose to Yang Qingyin, that’s why she’s behaving this way.”

Hearing Ling Ruonan’s explanation, Luo Ziling was utterly astonished.

How can a woman’s thoughts be so complicated?