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

The controversy on the Internet continued to ferment, causing not only a stir among ordinary people but also becoming a hot topic among Beijing's upper class.

This news eventually reached Mrs. Lin's ears. Mrs. Lin was so angry that she even cut the flowers and plants that she took good care of into a mess.

Seeing this, the housekeeper hurried forward to comfort her: "Old lady, please be careful and don't hurt yourself."

Madam Lin glanced at the housekeeper, snorted coldly, and said firmly, "That little daughter of the Xu family is really clever. As long as I am still alive, I will never let her have the chance to step into our Lin family's door!"

Lin Xunfang came from a prominent family and was accustomed to the struggles between these wealthy families. In her eyes, Xu Xinyi's methods were just her younger self.

Lin Xuan had just learned about the online turmoil from Zhao Yu when the phone on his desk rang.

He thought it was Qin Huai's call, frowned, and didn't intend to answer it. It wasn't until he saw the number of Lin's house on the phone screen that Lin Xuan calmed down and answered the phone.

Seeing this, Zhao Yu consciously left the office, leaving Lin Xuan alone.

"Mother." When Lin Xuan answered the phone, he took off his thin-rimmed glasses, revealing a pair of eyes flashing with cold light.

"Are you still in the company?" Mrs. Lin's tone sounded calm, but Lin Xuan had already guessed what she was going to talk about.

"Yeah." He responded and pushed the office chair gently, and it moved to the floor-to-ceiling window. Lin Xuan stood up and walked to the window.

Outside the window, night has begun to cover the city, and the neon lights of the capital are lighting up one by one, dazzling.

"Wanqing's matter has caused a lot of uproar on the Internet. You should find someone to deal with it." Lin Xunfang knew that if she didn't speak up, Lin Xuan might choose to stay out of it.

Lin Xuan did not agree with Mrs. Lin's proposal: "Mother, she and I have divorced, and these things have nothing to do with me." In his opinion, after the divorce, the two would no longer have any connection.

Mrs. Lin disagreed. She asked, "Just because we're divorced, does that mean our love is gone?"

"There is no relationship between her and me." Lin Xuan's answer made Mrs. Lin so angry that she was almost speechless.

"You have no feelings for her, but I do, right?" Mrs. Lin insisted, her tone full of unquestionable firmness.

Lin Xuan didn't want to argue with his mother, so he compromised: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Mrs. Lin's tone slowed down a bit: "Xu Xinyi is not a simple woman. As long as I am still in the Lin family, I will never let her enter our Lin family. Think it over for me, Lin Xuan."

"Don't worry, my relationship with her is not what you think." Lin Xuan's answer finally calmed Mrs. Lin's mood.

"That's good. It's getting late. You should go eat something. That's all." After saying that, Mrs. Lin hung up the phone.

"Ah."

Lin Xuan responded, looking at the words "Call Ended" on the phone, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a cold smile:

"Ye Wanqing, you are really amazing."

He picked up his coat and walked out of the office.

Seeing Zhao Yu walk into the office, Lin Xuan frowned and said impatiently, "Go and deal with the negative news about Ye Wanqing on the Internet. Don't let it spread any further."

Zhao Yu was slightly stunned, then nodded and agreed: "I understand, Mr. Lin, I will take care of it immediately."

By around eight o'clock in the evening, all the negative news about Ye Wanqing on the Internet had miraculously disappeared. The only thing left was the analysis article forwarded by Su Zimo, which was still on the trending search list. Seeing this, Su Zimo quietly contacted his familiar media friends and cleverly pushed the article to the top of the trending search list.

Around nine o'clock, the rumors about Ye Wanqing's infidelity had completely died down, and the topic of "Xu Xinyi's good tactics" became a new hot topic. The news that Xu Xinyi was eager to marry into the Lin family spread like wildfire in the entertainment industry.

Qin Zhuyu had been defending Ye Wanqing that afternoon, but now, seeing Xu Xinyi's backlash, she felt secretly delighted and even went so far as to hire a group of online trolls to help. As a result, Xu Xinyi became the focus of heated discussion, which lasted for several days before things gradually calmed down.

After New Year's Day, Beijing welcomed its first snowfall of the new year. Ye Wanqing walked out of the cemetery holding an umbrella, her hands nearly numb from the cold. The snowflakes on her black coat began to melt, seeping through her clothes, bringing a biting chill. But she didn't seem to care, folded her umbrella, and got into the car.

Winter nights always come quickly. Just after six o'clock, it was already completely dark. Ye Wanqing's car broke down shortly after exiting the highway. Knowing nothing about cars, she could only ask Qin Zhuyu for help.

Qin Zhuyu seemed a little surprised when she received Ye Wanqing's call. When she heard that her car broke down, she immediately put down what she was doing and prepared to pick her up: "Brother, you can eat this barbecue by yourself! Wanqing's car broke down on Yulin Road, I have to pick her up!"

Although Qin Huai felt a little uncomfortable, he knew that this was Qin Zhuyu's personality. He suddenly remembered that Lin Xuan was returning to Beijing today. The airport highway was right next to Yulin Road. Lin Xuan's flight was at 4 pm and he would arrive in Beijing at 6 pm. At this time, Ye Wanqing might run into Lin Xuan just after leaving the airport.

In such cold weather, Ye Wanqing must have felt very uncomfortable waiting for rescue alone on the roadside.

Qin Huai hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to call Lin Xuan.

In the black car, Lin Xuan was resting with his eyes closed, trying to find a bit of peace after a busy day. The vibration of his phone broke the peace, and he frowned slightly, obviously unhappy about being disturbed.

He glanced at the caller ID, and Lin Xuan's face became even gloomier: "What's the matter?"

Qin Huai had better call at this time only if he had something important to tell you.

"Lin Xuan, you haven't left the Airport Expressway yet, right? Ye Wanqing's car had some trouble on Yulin Road. If you see her when you pass by, could you give her a ride? It's so cold outside, and it's snowing, and she's standing alone on the side of the road—"

Lin Xuan hung up the phone without waiting for Qin Huai to finish his words, because he had already seen Ye Wanqing standing on the side of the road through the reflection of the car window.

It is now Friday evening rush hour. Yulin Road is already quite congested, and the traffic is forced to stop due to the red light.

He looked through the car window and clearly saw Ye Wanqing standing next to her car. Her outfit today was very consistent, from her hat to her shoes, all in deep black: a black coat, black jeans, a pair of black sneakers, even the backpack on her shoulder was black.

She stood on the inside of the road, holding an umbrella, looking down at her cell phone intently. Under the street light, her face looked particularly pale.

Zhao Yu, who was sitting in the front seat, also noticed Ye Wanqing. He hesitated for a moment, then recalled the recent incident of dealing with a hot internet search. He turned to Lin Xuan and said, "Mr. Lin, that seems to be Miss Ye."

"Drive the car over to her side." Lin Xuan frowned and ordered in a cold voice.

Zhao Yu immediately instructed the driver to slowly stop the car on the side of the road about two meters in front of Ye Wanqing.

Zhao Yu opened the car door, got out first, and walked up to Ye Wanqing holding an umbrella: "Miss Ye, your car seems to have encountered some problems?"

Seeing Zhao Yu, Ye Wanqing seemed a little surprised. She nodded gently: "Well, it seems to have broken down."

"Mr. Lin is in the car. Let me help you. In this kind of weather, why don't you take Mr. Lin's car back first?" Zhao Yu suggested.

Ye Wanqing glanced at Zhao Yu and said calmly and firmly, "Please express my gratitude to Mr. Lin on my behalf. But there's no need. I've already asked a friend to pick me up."

Lin Xuan had just gotten out of the car when he heard Ye Wanqing's lukewarm words. His face immediately turned as cold as ice: "Secretary Zhao."