Lin Tingwan's regret was so profound it felt like her intestines were twisting into knots.
She finally nodded with great difficulty, her voice barely a whisper, "After careful consideration, I still feel I can't help, and I'm worried about my father being home alone."
Song Qingchao burst out laughing and grabbed Lin Tingwan, who was trying to evade her. "Stop struggling. You heard what Old Master Lin said, didn't you? He wants me to take good care of you."
She emphasized the words "take good care" heavily.
At the same time, she cast a sidelong glance at Lin Tingwan, her voice laced with danger, "Compared to that, Old Master Lin probably doesn't know you know medicine, does he?"
Lin Tingwan had no reply and responded with a low hum, "Mm."
Song Qingchao's lips curled even higher. "Then he definitely doesn't know that his pampered daughter is actually a medical ghost capable of cutting open bellies."
She spoke these words with remarkable ease,
yet it sent a shiver down Lin Tingwan's spine.
"Are you threatening me?"
Song Qingchao lowered her eyes and asked softly, "Can't I?"
Her expression was deceptively innocent, but her words made Lin Tingwan want to spit out a mouthful of blood.
"This is the first time I've seen someone threaten another so openly."
Song Qingchao took her hand and led her towards Guangji Temple. "Since we're already threatening each other, why pretend? I'm tired of putting on an act, dear sister."
Lin Tingwan: "..."
She asked unwillingly, "Aren't you afraid I'll reveal what you did with the spatial dimension?"
Song Qingchao glanced at her. "Feel free to say it. Who would believe you if I deny it?"
Lin Tingwan pointed directly at the three large carts of goods Song Qingchao had stuffed behind them. "So these appeared out of thin air? This is all material evidence."
Song Qingchao closed her eyes and shook her head. "Not at all. These are gifts from the medical ghost, who has a compassionate heart and gave them to me."
She slowly opened her eyes. "What, are you saying Miss Lin is going to go out on the main road and proclaim herself a medical ghost?"
Lin Tingwan was rendered speechless by Song Qingchao's retort.
She finally deflated. "Fine, I'll go with you."
She pulled back her hand and followed obediently. "It's just Guangji Temple, it won't eat me, will it?"
Song Qingchao ignored her this time.
Lin Tingwan, however, was so stifled that she too fell silent, hugging her arms and secretly lamenting.
If she hadn't said those words with a knife to her throat, she probably wouldn't even have her head now.
Damn it, he's just an ex-boyfriend.
What should the great Miss Lin be afraid of!
Song Qingchao, who was pushing open the door, had no idea the little ancestor beside her was so dramatic.
They soon circled around to the back courtyard.
However, as they were about to enter, Song Qingchao couldn't drag Lin Tingwan, this little ancestor, in no matter how hard she tried.
She couldn't help but cross her arms in exasperation. "Miss Lin, please come in."
Lin Tingwan cried out pitifully, "Can I say I regret it?"
Song Qingchao was about to speak when she was interrupted by a gentle voice.
"Regret what?"
Song Qingchao turned around and saw Xiang Yunling coming out in a wheelchair.
Bai You'an's expression, as if watching a good show, struck Song Qingchao as odd.
It seemed she had missed something important, or perhaps some gossip she hadn't heard…
Song Qingchao let go of Lin Tingwan and walked forward to meet him. "Young Master Xiang."
She smiled. "Nothing much, I was just worried about you and came out to welcome you."
Xiang Yunling nodded.
Song Qingchao hummed. "That thing that can supposedly cut open bellies..."
Before she could finish speaking,
Lin Tingwan, who had been refusing to enter the courtyard and was hiding when she saw someone, suddenly shouted with a blush, "I'm here!"
Song Qingchao was stunned.
She wasn't willing to come in just now.
Now she looked so eager and excited…
Xiang Yunling, however, spoke with confusion, his voice devoid of its usual composure, tinged with a hint of loneliness and surprise. "Why are you here?"
"Why can't I be here?" Lin Tingwan immediately shifted from shyness to anger, crossing her arms and turning her face away. "What, have you kept women in your courtyard for over half a year?"
Xiang Yunling lowered his head and made a dry defense. "No, I was just worried Old Master Lin might be worried about you."
Lin Tingwan immediately became unhappy again. "I'm an adult, I can be responsible for myself."
Watching them argue,
Song Qingchao was also bewildered.
She seemed to have brought back a real troublemaker…
She tentatively tugged at the troublemaker's sleeve. "Do you two know each other?"
"No!" Lin Tingwan snorted. "I must have had eight lifetimes of bad luck to know him!"
Xiang Yunling also lowered his gaze. "We don't know each other…"
This made her even more curious.
A subtle awkwardness filled the air.
Song Qingchao shifted closer to Bai You'an and tugged at his sleeve again. "Do you know what's going on?"
Bai You'an shrugged. "I'm not entirely sure."
Song Qingchao looked helplessly at Lin Tingwan, who was squabbling like a little rooster. This was completely different from when she first met her.
She used to be a lively and spirited girl, but now she was like a resentful woman.
She coughed, trying to use her abrupt voice to stop them.
But Lin Tingwan acted as if she hadn't heard.
Finally, when Song Qingchao couldn't stand it anymore, she directly pulled Lin Tingwan over, wishing she could stuff her mouth with burlap.
She forced a strained smile. "I don't know if you know each other, but I brought Miss Lin here to work on developing the formula."
Xiang Yunling immediately frowned. "Formula? How does Wanwan know medicine? Isn't she just causing trouble?"
Lin Tingwan, who had just shut up, exploded again. "You're the one causing trouble! Your whole family is causing trouble!"
Song Qingchao: "..."
She was truly getting a headache.
"Alright! Stop arguing!"
She pointed at both of them, glaring particularly at Lin Tingwan. "Work hard, and we'll go our separate ways soon."
Lin Tingwan immediately lost her bluster, and Xiang Yunling also fell silent.
At this moment, Bai You'an turned his face to look at her and tugged at her sleeve from behind.
Song Qingchao quickly moved her arm forward and whispered to him, "What are you doing?"
Bai You'an smiled, his warm breath fanning Song Qingchao's nape. "Don't you think this looks like a bickering couple?"
Song Qingchao immediately scanned the two of them. "What are you saying? How could Miss Lin and the apothecary be related?"
Bai You'an just smiled. "Anything is possible."
Song Qingchao shook her head in disagreement. "I don't think so."
Unexpectedly, Lin Tingwan loudly exclaimed, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about! I'm his ex-girlfriend, it's awkward to meet!"