Full-Level Rich Daughter Makes a Strong Comeback

Chapter 890: She Caused Trouble Again

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation  Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Ye Leng’an’s gaze swept over Zhongyu Lingshan from head to toe before she spoke again, “Miss Zhongyu, your condition doesn’t look good.”

Zhongyu Lingshan’s expression stiffened for a moment, her smile becoming strained. She wasn’t seriously injured, but she could feel the twist in her ankle. Even standing still, she felt a dull ache.

“I’m fine!” Zhongyu Lingshan pretended to be strong. “If Miss Ye has something to attend to, feel free to leave!” She hissed in pain as she spoke.

Her brow furrowed in pain, evident in her expression. It was clear she was enduring discomfort.

In such a state, leaving Zhongyu Lingshan alone wasn’t an option.

Quickly, Zhongyu Lingshan revised her plan. If Ye Leng’an was willing to escort her home later, she could use the opportunity to express gratitude to the Huangfu family.

“It’s good that you’re fine!” Ye Leng’an nodded, seemingly oblivious to Zhongyu Lingshan’s pain. “Then I’ll take my leave!”

Her departure caught Zhongyu Lingshan off guard, intensifying her anxiety.

“Miss Ye, wait!” Zhongyu Lingshan hurriedly called out.

Ye Leng’an turned calmly. “Anything else, Miss Zhongyu? I’m in a hurry.”

In truth, she had no pressing matters. She simply didn’t want to waste time with Zhongyu Lingshan here.

Their relationship wasn’t close enough to catch up.

Though Zhongyu Lingshan forced a smile, she revealed her discomfort. “Miss Ye, I think I’ve sprained my ankle. Would you be willing to help me get back?”

Ye Leng’an smiled slightly, then delivered her answer slowly. “I’m sorry, but I’m not inclined to.”

This unexpected refusal left Zhongyu Lingshan bewildered. “Miss Ye, what did you say?”

“Miss Zhongyu, I didn’t expect your hearing to fail at such a young age.” Ye Leng’an’s tone carried regret. “But let me repeat myself. I declined your request.”

“Why?” Zhongyu Lingshan’s voice rose, then she realized her outburst and quickly composed herself. But her expression remained troubled. “Miss Ye, this is a small favor to ask. Why refuse so firmly?”

“It’s not difficult, but I choose not to.” Ye Leng’an shrugged. “So, Miss Zhongyu, it’s better not to push me.”

Zhongyu Lingshan felt her composure slipping. “Miss Ye, aren’t we at least friends? You…”

Ye Leng’an raised a hand to interrupt her. “Hold on. Let me clarify. We’re not friends; we’re merely acquaintances. And…”

She glanced at Zhongyu Lingshan with a half smile. “I believe you’re not fully aware of what happened last night. Speaking to you calmly is already a courtesy. Don’t expect more.”

The mention of last night’s events alarmed Zhongyu Lingshan. While she had heard the commotion in her courtyard, she didn’t know its cause.

It seemed related to Ye Leng’an. But what exactly happened?

She resolved to ask her father upon returning. She couldn’t let anything disrupt her plans.

As Zhongyu Lingshan pondered, Ye Leng’an had already departed.

When Zhongyu Lingshan came to her senses, Ye Leng’an was nowhere to be seen. Fuming, she stomped her foot, grimacing in pain. Remembering her injury, she promptly called for help.

Upon returning home, she took medication and treated her ankle. Though not fully healed, it was much improved – no longer painful.

She promptly headed to the main courtyard.

Master Zhongyu was surprised by Zhongyu Lingshan’s visit but greeted her warmly. “Lingshan, why are you here now?”

His tone conveyed surprise and affection.

Unlike with Zhongyu Jiarui, he was pleased with Zhongyu Lingshan. She had always shown promise in cultivation and had contributed significantly to the family.

Thus, he treated her more favorably.

“Father.”

After bowing respectfully, Zhongyu Lingshan spoke urgently, “I came to ask you about something. Did something happen at last night’s banquet?”

Master Zhongyu’s expression shifted at her question. His demeanor turned serious, indicating trouble.

However, his concern wasn’t directed at Zhongyu Lingshan.

Seeing his reaction, Zhongyu Lingshan felt a pang of foreboding. “Did Zhongyu Jiarui cause trouble again?”

Though she hadn’t attended the banquet, she knew her sister had.

Master Zhongyu nodded and recounted the events of the banquet.

Hearing this, Zhongyu Lingshan couldn’t help but mutter, “That fool! Is she trying to sabotage me?”

Master Zhongyu was puzzled. “Why are you suddenly asking about this? Did something happen?”

Zhongyu Lingshan nodded and recounted her encounter with Ye Leng’an.