Naturally, Ling Qingyu's feast was something nobody could resist. After eating once, there was no going back. Her chefs weren't hired for nothing. At least, they brought the girls closer.
Mo Yunxi and Yin Jingfei ate delicious cuisine. The latter took in a little less since she had eaten some snacks with the elders. But Sister Yin wasn't giving up her portion.
Ling Qingyu and Denise urged the two to eat more so that two visitors couldn't bear to refuse. Not to mention, the splendid taste and mouthwatery aroma wafted straight to their sensory system.
Afterward, Ling Qingyu talked about setting up hospital and requested advice from the two, who were dumbfounded.
"Sister Ling, aren't you poaching us from the Dean?" Mo Yunxi chuckled and replied.
"It's not poaching; it's something I have in mind. With your help, the progress will be smoother." Ling Qingyu said. "Of course, I didn't ask you to rob the talent away from public hospital. What I have in mind, is an international existence."
"Elite tier?" Yin Jingfei quickly got the essence and pointed out.
"Hmm. You're right." Ling Qingyu nodded. "I know you don't like the idea of classifying different people, but the world is always 80-20 rule."
80-20 rule, as most knew and Ling Qingyu didn't need to explain. Mo Yunxi and Yin Jingfei also understood the thought. 80 percent of the wealth belonged to 20 percent of the population. Not just wealth, everything.
As Ling Qingyu was a businesswoman, what she sought wasn't charity but income wealth. Charity was a side-job if she progressed well. So, the two didn't blame or had troubles in their feeling when Ling Qingyu admitted her plan.
Finding wealth was a talent. Just because she was rich, she must cater to everyone, is moral kidnapping. Of course, wealth flowed from below and rose up like pyramid. Ling Qingyu wouldn't ignore people in the lowest level like an idiot.
"I'll setup branches later on that will facilitate people having financial troubles." Ling Qingyu didn't speak more but she had laid out a grand scheme. "Of course, that is only if Sister Jingfei and Sister Yunxi participate. Otherwise, I don't even bother."
Soon, the two, a pair of doctor and nurse, departed from Ling Qingyu's residence in Mo Yunxi's car. Mercedez Benz luxury glass. Although Ling Qingyu's idea delivered some surprises, both knew it would take a long while before the plan reflected in reality.
At the same time, the two agreed to help if Ling Qingyu intended to implement in the future. After all, Mo Yunxi needed to study while Yin Jingfei began to fathom about the prospect of upgrading her profession to a doctor.
It seemed Dr. Mo's financial situation wasn't bad. A pity, Ling Qingyu could only enjoy Yin Jingfei's closeness and not Mo Yunxi. Give her some time, she could attract Mo Yunxi.
Ling Qingyu and Denise watched the pair left but the former had a bad premonition, noticing the latter's slight frown.
"What's the matter, Aunt?" Ling Qingyu asked. "Are you not feeling well?"
"I'm starting to notice, there are women only, no men." Denise paused. "Is there something that you're not talking about?"
"Of course not," said Ling Qingyu. "We're all women which meant that female staff suited better, and they are doing their jobs pretty well. You must be overthinking, Aunt. Come to my company, you'll see there are men too. I'm not an extreme feminist that you are worried about?"
Extremism was never her motto, Ling Qingyu knew and there was nothing wrong with being one. But if one wanted to fit in the society, compromise was essential.
Besides, what was wrong with surrounding herself with beautiful women? Based on Ling Qingyu's and the other girls' beauty, males might not be able to control their hormones and made them uncomfortable. Nobody was at fault, but to pursue happiness, Ling Qingyu's idea of recruiting only women near her residence, wasn't out of line.
"No, I don't think you're one." Denise chuckled and disagreed. "But there's still some discrepancies, isn't it? Woman usually ask for male companions and vice versa. Instead, I found the opposites in you."
"So, Aunt. What do you want to say?" Ling Qingyu sighed and stared at the scrutinizing gaze without fear.
"When are you going to find someone and get married?" Denise changed the topic.
"Aunt, I'm only 24, about to reach 25 in a few months." Ling Qingyu's expression turned speechless. Were her elders free to bother about her love life? "Sister Zhao isn't even in her hurry, and she's older than me."
"Yu'er, we were really worried, your mother too, that her past history will affect your future happiness."
Ling Qingyu's eyelids twitched, and she helplessly shook her head. She was being urged to marry fast. "Not now Aunt. I don't have time and I don't want to. I like living like the current situation free, unrestrained and happy."
"As long as you're happy," said Denise as she shook her head. Ling Qingyu exhaled in relief that the topic didn't delve further on the path of female friends.
Ling Qingyu sent away Aunt Denise with some excuse and returned to her workspace in the manor. Before long, whirling of rotorblades drew her attention. Athena reminded, Tang Ziyi and Xiao Yue had returned.
"Tell them to come to me after they've done the case. We've matters to talk."
After a while, Tang Ziyi and Xiao Yue entered the room in casual dress and took a seat. They were never pretentious in front of her. Both lay down on furniture, not bothering about their outlooks.
Seeing their tired behavior of seeking rest, Ling Qingyu said no more and waited, focusing on her company's paper task.
When Xiao Yue and Tang Ziyi discovered Ling Qingyu, not caring about them, both exchanged glances and stood up, annoyed expressions on their faces.
"Alright Sisters, forgive me." Under malicious stares, Ling Qingyu surrendered for leniency, raising her hands in cooperation.
Jokes aside, the three quickly became serious, as Ling Qingyu listened to their first-hand accounts. When Tang Ziyi mentioned their guess about the hands behind Ling Qingyu's assassination, she clenched her fist and said nothing.
Although it was only a guess based on probability, Ling Qingyu could guarantee, Qin Family must be responsible. She asked Athena to check any links to prove the conjecture.
She tapped her knee as her mind raced drawing out any options to face the force in the capital. Her strength wasn't really enough. The only good news was that she knew but they didn't know she knew.
As for how to deal with the man, Ling Qingyu initially opted to transfer him to Yang Qingyue but whenever the idea of true Ling Qingyu's soul gone forever struck again and again, she couldn't bear her emotion.
To think that 'Ling Qingyu' died unjustly because someone wanted to kill Ling Yunxiang, she didn't know what to regard this assassination. Fate kidded the two half-sisters and Ling Qingyu thought, as expected of female protagonist's aura.
Tang Ziyi, as experienced as always, rolled her eyes, receiving Ling Qingyu's glance. She felt like she was being bossed around but who made her boss, Ling Qingyu.
She really couldn't resist any request from this chick.
"I want him dead." A simple statement had decided his fate.