Bai Yueguang returns to China, don't be a spare tire, divorce Lin

As the autumn wind grows cooler, the capital has quietly stepped into the embrace of late autumn, with the temperature dropping to freezing point day by day.

Ye Wanqing has always been afraid of the cold, and in winter she has become a real "home girl". She would rather curl up in the warm home than go out and feel the biting cold wind.

Since that chance encounter with Jiang Yubo, she has made her position clear to Li Meng. If Jiang Yubo has no intention of terminating the contract, Li Meng can decide for herself whether to continue cooperating with him.

Jiang Yubo seemed to have truly listened to her words and had been behaving very well recently. Not only had he stopped pestering Ye Wanqing, but in Li Meng's eyes, he had shown considerable potential. As a result, Li Meng secured him a role in a web drama.

On a cold winter morning, Ye Wanqing was immersed in a dream, but was suddenly awakened by a sudden doorbell ring.

She had always disliked turning on the heating at home, preferring the unique warmth and coziness of bed, so she couldn't help but feel a bit unhappy about this "invitation" to get up early. Furthermore, as a freelancer, she didn't need to adhere to the nine-to-five clock-in system.

Feeling a bit grumpy after waking up, Ye Wanqing frowned and glanced at the phone on the bedside. The time was fixed at 7:30, not too early, but enough to disrupt her sweet dream.

She grabbed a soft sweater and put it on, then put on a thick down jacket, put on warm cotton slippers, and slowly walked down the stairs.

The weather today doesn't seem friendly. The sky is still covered by a thick layer of gray clouds. Even though it is almost eight o'clock, there is no sign of clearing up.

When Ye Wanqing reached the door, she found no one outside. She couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. She frowned slightly, wondering if it was some mischievous passerby playing a prank.

Helplessly, she turned around and planned to go back to the house to continue her morning. However, just as she was about to turn around, a touch of white caught her eye - a bunch of blooming white chrysanthemums lying quietly on the ground in front of the door, without leaving any words or any accompanying information.

Ye Wanqing gently closed the door and brought the bouquet of uninvited guests back to the villa. Although she was not in a good mood after being woken up, the bouquet of white chrysanthemums was like a breeze that instantly blew away the haze in her heart.

She has always loved flowers, so she was naturally filled with joy at this unexpected gift.

At this moment, a black car slowly drove away not far away, as if it had nothing to do with all this.

Ye Wanqing carefully trimmed the flowers and placed them in an exquisite vase. She has rich experience in growing flowers and believes that these flowers will bloom longer under her care.

Meanwhile, Qin Huai was obsessed with Lin Xuan's feelings for Ye Wanqing. However, as time passed, he saw no sign of Lin Xuan taking any action. Finally, unable to contain his curiosity and anticipation, he called Lin Xuan.

On the other end of the phone, Lin Xuan heard his question and just sneered: "What does this have to do with you?" After that, he hung up the phone without mercy.

A few days later, Ye Wanqing was once again awakened by the doorbell early in the morning. This time, she wasn't as angry as last time. Instead, she was filled with anticipation and curiosity. She leisurely dressed, picked up her umbrella, and slowly walked down the stairs.

The drizzle from last night is still continuing, adding a touch of haziness and poetry to this early morning.

When she reached the door, she found that there was no one outside again, but this time, the white chrysanthemums on the ground had turned into bright yellow. After being washed by the rain, the yellow chrysanthemums looked even more gorgeous and beautiful.

Ye Wanqing smiled slightly, picked up the chrysanthemum gently, and looked around, only to see a black car parked quietly not far away.

With a bit of gratitude and curiosity, she took the flowers back to the villa.

At night, Qin Zhuyu finished her work and went to Ye Wanqing's house for dinner. As soon as she entered, she smelled the rich fragrance of flowers. Seeing several vases in the living room filled with yellow chrysanthemums, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Wanqing, is Jiang Yubo still insisting on giving you flowers?"

Qin Zhuyu also heard that Jiang Yubo refused to terminate the contract, and she couldn't help but feel curious.

Ye Wanqing shook her head gently, a hint of tenderness and doubt flashed in her eyes: "It shouldn't be him. He is not the kind of person who would send flowers without leaving a name."

Qin Zhuyu's curiosity grew: "Could it be someone who has fallen in love with you secretly?" She blinked her eyes and looked at Ye Wanqing with a gossipy look on her face.

Ye Wanqing raised a faint smile and glanced at her gently: "Maybe there is something you want to ask me for help."

"My brother?" Qin Zhuyu blurted out without thinking, then denied herself, "No, if my brother sent flowers, it would definitely be known to the whole city. He would never be so low-key."

Since she couldn't figure it out, Qin Zhuyu stopped investigating and turned her attention to the fragrant hot pot on the table. "This soup base is so fragrant. It must have been simmering for a long time, right?"

Ye Wanqing smiled and nodded. "It's made by slow-cooking the best spare ribs and fresh mushrooms over low heat for the entire afternoon."

"No wonder it's so tempting!" Qin Zhuyu took the seasoning plate handed to her by Ye Wanqing and began to prepare her own sauce with great interest.

While enjoying the hot pot, the two chatted about the gossip in the circle, whether true or false.

"I heard that Mrs. Lin is forcing Lin Xuan to go on a blind date. The target is Zhao Wan'er, the daughter of the Zhao family. You should have met her, right?" Qin Zhuyu cautiously tested Ye Wanqing's reaction.

Ye Wanqing paused for a moment with her chopsticks, then returned to normal: "Some time ago, I seemed to have seen them having dinner together."

"Ah? You were there on the day of the blind date?" Qin Zhuyu opened her mouth in surprise.

Ye Wanqing smiled and nodded: "Yes, but I didn't know it was Miss Zhao at the time. She has indeed changed a lot."

Qin Zhuyu curled her lips. "My brother said Miss Zhao had plastic surgery. She used to look quite ordinary. Maybe she wasn't satisfied with her appearance. But she looked quite natural. I saw her a few days ago and almost didn't recognize her."

Ye Wanqing thought about it carefully and felt that Zhao Wan'er was indeed different from what she remembered. She nodded in agreement and said, "She has indeed changed a lot."

A few years ago, she and Zhao Wan'er had met several times, and Zhao Wan'er had given her some help.

Seeing that Ye Wanqing didn't seem to care much about this matter, Qin Zhuyu couldn't help but ask, "Wanqing, do you think Miss Zhao and Lin Xuan can succeed?"

Ye Wanqing shook her head: "I don't know."

"That's right. Lin Xuan doesn't seem to care about anyone." Qin Zhuyu found this topic a bit boring, so she changed the subject and said, "Let's not talk about him anymore. Let's talk about your new book. Have you decided on a title? If not, I have a few interesting true stories to share with you. Maybe they'll give you some inspiration."

"Okay." The reason why Ye Wanqing's novels became so popular after being adapted into film and television works is not only because of her superb writing skills and unique subject matter, but also because she can always cleverly integrate realistic elements into the story, allowing readers to resonate.

Qin Zhuyu excitedly shared some bizarre things that had happened to her recently. The two chatted enthusiastically and almost forgot the passage of time.

There was a sound of rain outside, so Ye Wanqing tried to persuade Qin Zhuyu to stay, saying, "Don't leave tonight. It's raining so hard."

Qin Zhuyu immediately became excited when she thought of the mysterious chrysanthemums Ye Wanqing mentioned. "Okay, I'll set the alarm for six o'clock tomorrow morning to see who's so mysterious!"

Ye Wanqing couldn't help laughing: "It's so early, are you sure you can get up?"

"If you can't get up, just take another nap!" Qin Zhuyu looked confident.

However, the next day, Qin Zhuyu did not wait for the flower delivery as she wished. She did not hear the doorbell ring until she left at noon.

Ye Wanqing was not surprised by this: "Flowers are not delivered every day."

Qin Zhuyu muttered in frustration: "It seems that my luck is not very good today."

She packed her things and left the villa with an umbrella.

In the next few days, Ye Wanqing did not receive any more flowers.

She thought the flowers might have been sent to the wrong person and she would not receive them again.

However, on Wednesday morning, Ye Wanqing received another bouquet of flowers.

In the following days, Ye Wanqing would receive a bouquet of flowers from time to time.

The third snowfall since the beginning of winter in Beijing came quietly. Ye Wanqing looked at the white chrysanthemums covered with snowflakes and couldn't help but frowning slightly.

During this period of time, she has received eleven bouquets of chrysanthemums, and each bouquet is of high quality and valuable variety.

She was not originally interested in the identity of the person who sent the flowers, but as time went on, Ye Wanqing couldn't help but become curious.

In order to uncover the mystery, she decided to install a hidden surveillance camera on the gate, which could capture the blind spot left by the flower delivery person.

Soon, she will know who this mysterious flower sender is.