The Young Urban Doctor - Chapter 390

Chapter 390: Chapter 390 Mr. Ling
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“Huihui, you didn’t invite us to your 20th birthday party?” Ling Haining, who bore a slight resemblance to Luo Ziling but looked more angular and defined, smiled as he handed a gift to Ouyang Huihui, “It’s a good thing others told me about it, otherwise I would’ve missed the Ouyang Family’s second young lady’s big two-oh, and that would’ve been regrettable for a lifetime.”

“Thank you, Mr. Ling,” Ouyang Huihui took the gift from Ling Haining, “Originally, I just wanted to invite a few classmates to have fun. I didn’t expect to stir up the likes of you young masters, I’m truly sorry.”

Following behind Ling Haining, Ling Haijun also handed over his gift, “Huihui, happy birthday, you’re looking more beautiful. I couldn’t help but take a few extra glances at you; you don’t mind, do you?”

His words instantly brought laughter to Ouyang Huihui, “Haijun, stop teasing me, I’m getting uglier as I age.”

“Huihui, you call Haijun by his name, but you call me Mr. Ling; aren’t you obviously keeping a distance from me?” After Ling Haining joked, he laughed gracefully and then looked around the room. Noticing Chen Jiahai and Fang Dongxun chatting together, he immediately said in surprise, “Mr. Chen and Mr. Fang arrived even earlier than I did, I’m truly ashamed. Huihui, you go ahead and attend to your duties, we’ll go over and chat for a bit, and toast to you later.”

“Please do as you wish, Mr. Ling,” while Ouyang Huihui maintained her poise, her mind was in disarray, not having expected so many uninvited guests.

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“There must be a conspiracy,” Ouyang Huihui’s response was quick, and after pondering, she immediately made a judgment.

Taking the opportunity of going to the restroom, she made a rescue call to Ouyang Feifei.

“Sister, you must come to my birthday party today, otherwise something bad will happen.” Once the call connected, Ouyang Huihui urgently said to Ouyang Feifei, “I only invited a few classmates and friends I knew before, but unexpectedly, Fang Dongxun, Chen Jiahai, Ling Haining, and Ling Haijun all showed up. I don’t know who else might come. I think they’re not just here to wish me a happy birthday, they must have an agenda. I suspect they’re here for Luo Ziling. Fang Dongxun recognized Luo Ziling as soon as he came in and went over to greet him.”

Upon hearing this from Ouyang Huihui, Ouyang Feifei was also surprised. After inquiring in detail, she immediately promised, “Okay, I’ll be there soon, I’ll arrive in half an hour.”

Hearing that Ouyang Feifei was willing to come, Ouyang Huihui breathed a sigh of relief.

After leaving the restroom, she continued to stand at the door to greet the arriving guests.

During the few brief minutes Ouyang Huihui hid in the restroom, two more uninvited guests had arrived in the private room.

One was Chen Jiahai’s cousin, the son of his uncle, Chen Yijing, named Chen Jiahu, and the other was Yang Qingyin’s cousin, the son of her aunt, Yang Yunxiao, named Wu Dongning. Seeing Ouyang Huihui come out, Chen Jiahu and Wu Dongning, who had already gone over to talk to others, came over together, handing Ouyang Huihui their birthday gifts and wishing her a happy birthday.

Ouyang Huihui could only smile and accept them, her mood growing even gloomier.

After greeting Fang Dongxun, Luo Ziling continued to sit there and chat with a few other classmates.

However, he was somewhat distracted, his eyes occasionally drifting towards Fang Dongxun and the others who had come in after him.

He recognized Chen Jiahai and knew his identity, and he also knew Ling Haijun, but he didn’t recognize the other few.

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Luo Ziling knew that the identities of the others were no less significant, or they wouldn’t be gathered together like that.

As for the other classmates of Ouyang Huihui, they were originally high and mighty, but as soon as Fang Dongxun, Chen Jiahai, and others entered, they immediately became obsequious and respectfully went up to greet them, though Fang Dongxun and the others merely gave them a cold shoulder.

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The differences in status were immediately apparent in the simple exchange of greetings.

Luo Ziling certainly felt depressed seeing this; he hadn’t expected that Ouyang Huihui’s birthday party would invite so many people.

However, according to Ouyang Huihui, these people weren’t invited by her but had shown up uninvited, which made him even more alert.

He had already figured that these people might have come specifically for him; otherwise, so many wealthy young men wouldn’t have gathered at Ouyang Huihui’s birthday party.

Luo Ziling was relieved that he’d dressed down for the occasion, not acting foolishly like Cao Jianhui and others by dressing up too handsomely and drawing even more attention to himself. Luo Ziling also hoped that those people wouldn’t notice him, wouldn’t come over to greet him, and that everyone could just stay peacefully for a while. Once the birthday party officially started, he planned to stay only a short while before leaving, to avoid any trouble.

But trouble was unavoidable; after chatting with others for a while, Ling Haijun and Ling Haining stood up together and walked over to where they were sitting.

Trying not to draw more attention, Luo Ziling stood up proactively when he guessed they were coming over to him.

“Cousin Ziling, this is our first meeting,” Ling Haining said with a smile, extending his hand to Luo Ziling. “I didn’t expect to meet you at Ouyang Huihui’s birthday party.”

“I didn’t even know your name,” Luo Ziling shook hands with Ling Haining, looking a bit embarrassed before pointing to Ling Haijun, “I’ve met him before.”

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“My name is Ling Haining. Your mother is my aunt; I believe she must have mentioned me and my father before. I’m currently working by your mother’s side as the president’s assistant,” Ling Haining said with a harmless smile, greeting Luo Ziling warmly, “I heard there was almost a conflict between you and Haijun at a banquet? Well, no fight, no acquaintance, haha!”

At this moment, Cao Jianhui, Li Fuming, Wu Longjiang, and others who recognized Ling Haijun also stood up. They thought these two had come to trouble Luo Ziling, so they all gathered around him.

“You guys keep chatting,” Luo Ziling said with a smile, not wanting Cao Jianhui and the others to know about his issues, gesturing them not to worry about him.

Cao Jianhui and the others looked around in confusion but seeing that there was no hostility between Luo Ziling and Ling Haining or Ling Haijun, they obediently sat back down and continued bragging with the other three girls.

“It’s quite a surprise to see you two cousins here,” Luo Ziling replied to Ling Haining with a smile, then said to Ling Haijun, “Last time was a misunderstanding, I hope you don’t mind.”

Ling Haijun just smiled and didn’t respond.

“They don’t know your true identity, and we won’t tell,” Ling Haining said in a low voice, pointing towards Fang Dongxun and others, “But they are aware that you’re pursuing Yang Qingyin and Ouyang Feifei at the same time. Let me share a secret today, Fang Dongxun has been pursuing Yang Qingyin, while Chen Jiahai has been after Ouyang Feifei for several years. Since you’re close to them, you might want to watch out for the retaliation from Mr. Fang and Mr. Chen, huh!”

If it weren’t for Ling Ruonan’s prior warning, Luo Ziling might have really believed that Ling Haining, with his “welcoming” and “kind” warning, truly cared for him.

Ling Ruonan had mentioned that Ling Zhengping had always been dissatisfied with her. The siblings had been openly and covertly at odds for years, and now Ling Zhengping had arranged for Ling Haining to work in the Northern Group as Ling Ruonan’s president’s assistant. Luo Ziling was clear that this was a sign of Ling Zhengping wanting to meddle in the affairs of the Northern Group. Given the circumstances, how could he possibly trust Ling Haining?

He just didn’t know what kind of plot lay behind it all!

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