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

Lin Xuan woke up slowly to the gentle but slightly rapid ringing of Ye Wanqing's cell phone. When he opened his eyes, everything around him was still immersed in darkness. Only the dim light in the car outlined a small warm world.

He habitually turned his head and his gaze fell on the driver's seat, where Ye Wanqing was curled up in a ball, her long eyelashes lightly covering her eyelids, her breathing even and calm, obviously she had fallen asleep.

Lin Xuan reached out and groped around, finally touching his vibrating phone. He quickly answered it: "Hello?"

"Ms. Ye, your takeaway has been delivered to the entrance of the inpatient department. Please come down and pick it up when it's convenient for you." The polite voice of the delivery man came from the other end of the phone.

Lin Xuan was slightly stunned, then reacted and responded softly: "Okay, I'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, he was about to wake Ye Wanqing, but found that she had already opened her eyes, with a hint of doubt and tenderness in them. "Has the takeaway arrived?" Her voice was a little hoarse from just waking up and a hint of subtle concern.

Lin Xuan gently stroked her cheek, feeling the delicacy and warmth with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "Yes, but is this for me?" There was a hint of teasing in his tone.

Upon hearing this, Ye Wanqing smiled brightly, her eyes glittering with cunning. "Of course it's for you. You've been so busy lately that you've lost weight."

When she said this, Lin Xuan actually felt a sense of emptiness in his stomach, and a warm current quietly rose in his heart. "Then I'll go up to see Mom, and you wait in the car, okay?" He suggested, his eyes full of tenderness and reluctance.

Ye Wanqing lowered her head and thought for a moment, then finally nodded, her eyes full of trust and understanding for him: "Well, go ahead, be careful not to catch a cold."

Outside the car window, snowflakes are still falling, and the snow-covered world looks both pure and cold.

Ye Wanqing took off the red knitted scarf around her neck and gently wrapped it around Lin Xuan's neck. Her movements were full of the delicacy and tenderness unique to women.

"Go quickly, don't let the food get cold, it's not good for your health."

The scarf complemented Lin Xuan's temperament perfectly. He lowered his head and sniffed it, as if he could smell Ye Wanqing's unique fragrance and that indescribable warmth. He gently opened the car door and stepped into the snow, his figure gradually disappearing into the distance.

The night wind howled as Lin Xuan, holding an umbrella, walked towards the inpatient department with firm and swift steps. The takeaway was lying quietly in the corner by the door. He quickly picked it up and walked into the quiet elevator with it.

The hospital seemed particularly quiet at this time, and there was almost no sound of people in the inpatient department.

In the ward, Mrs. Lin and the housekeeper were both sleeping soundly. Lin Xuan gently pushed open the door, fearing that he would disturb the tranquility.

He stood at the door, quietly gazing at his mother's peaceful sleeping face, feeling relieved. After a moment, he quietly turned around and left.

Back at the parking lot, Ye Wanqing was leaning back in her seat, yawning slightly tiredly, but as soon as she saw Lin Xuan coming back, she immediately became much more energetic.

Lin Xuan walked over to her with a smile: "Let me drive, you take a rest."

Ye Wanqing obediently moved to the passenger seat and pointed at the takeaway in his hand: "Eat something first, otherwise it will be cold when you get back." Her voice was full of concern and tenderness.

Ye Wanqing ordered a bowl of hot millet porridge for Lin Xuan. She knew that on a night like this, a bowl of warm porridge would be the most soothing.

Lin Xuan did not refuse. He took the porridge and lowered his head to taste it. Ye Wanqing leaned back in the chair and looked at him quietly with her head tilted. Both of their hearts were filled with indescribable tranquility and happiness.

After nearly a month of careful nursing, Mrs. Lin finally recovered and was discharged from the hospital. On the day of discharge, the sun was shining brightly. Ye Wanqing, holding a bouquet of flowers, and together with Lin Xuan, took her mother back to the old house.

Lin Shuhuai also took time out to come back, and the Lin family had a rare reunion. The housekeeper warmly invited Ye Wanqing to stay for lunch.

This time, Ye Wanqing did not refuse. She smiled and nodded, her heart filled with a sense of belonging to this family.

At the dinner table, Lin Yanrong's attitude also changed subtly. She was no longer as confrontational as before, but chose to remain silent. No one deliberately mentioned the relationship between Lin Xuan and Ye Wanqing, but everyone had their own opinions and expectations in their hearts.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, and Mrs. Lin suggested going to the garden to bask in the sun. The housekeeper pushed the wheelchair, and the group slowly walked into the garden, enjoying this rare tranquility and harmony.

After a warm reunion with Mrs. Lin and the Lin family for a while, Ye Wanqing slowly stood up and prepared to say goodbye and leave.

She already had a new plan in mind and planned to discuss in depth with her editor friend the outline of the new article she was about to write.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan instinctively wanted to get up and see her off, but she declined in a gentle tone: "You rarely have time to rest today, so you should spend more time with your wife. She must really want you to spend more time with her."

After hearing this, although Lin Xuan felt reluctant, he also understood her intentions, so he nodded gently, his eyes full of tenderness: "Then be careful on the road, and be sure to tell me when you get home."

Ye Wanqing smiled slightly, that smile was like a flower blooming in spring, warm and bright: "Don't worry, I will."

At this time, in another corner of the garden.

The housekeeper found an excuse to make tea and quietly left, leaving only Lin Shuhuai and Mrs. Lin.

Their eyes all turned towards the door, where Lin Xuan and Ye Wanqing were gradually disappearing into the distance.

Lin Shuhuai's mind was full of thoughts, and he finally couldn't help but speak first: "Madam, do you think we should make some plans for Xuan'er and Miss Ye's affairs?"

Mrs. Lin narrowed her eyes slightly, a kind smile appearing on her face: "It's better for me to stay out of the young people's affairs and let them deal with it on their own."

Hearing this, Lin Shuhuai sighed softly, "I don't think Miss Ye is too eager to get married, and Xuan'er is a slow person. If they keep dragging it out like this, when will there be any result?"

After hearing this, Mrs. Lin glanced at Lin Shuhuai and said with a hint of reproach in her tone: "You are going backwards as you grow older. Don't you know Xuan'er's character? He is a sensible child."

"Of course I know who Xuan'er is, but he's not young anymore. He'll be 33 after the Chinese New Year, and Miss Ye will be almost 30, right? They are young and ignorant, and as their elders, we can't just let them do whatever they want, right?" Lin Shuhuai's words were filled with anxiety.

Mrs. Lin snorted coldly, her tone filled with displeasure: "I think you are really old, and you are starting to learn from those old ladies to meddle in other people's affairs! Let the young people handle their own affairs."

Lin Shuhuai felt a little wronged. She looked at Mrs. Lin and saw her calm demeanor. She smiled helplessly and said, "I was too talkative."

Mrs. Lin glanced at her and said with a bit of majesty in her tone: "Ye Wanqing is a smart and independent woman, and Xuan'er is not a child anymore. They know their own affairs! Don't worry about it."

At this time, Lin Xuan had just returned from sending Ye Wanqing back and happened to hear what Mrs. Lin said.

He was shocked, recalling the days when Mrs. Lin forced him to go on a blind date. Now he finally understood her good intentions. He walked gently to the two of them and asked, "Aunt, what are you talking about?"

Hearing Lin Xuan's voice, Lin Shuhuai turned to look at him. He wanted to ask about him and Ye Wanqing, but changed his mind when the words came to his lips: "Nothing, just talking about your disappointing sister."

"What happened to Yanrong?" Lin Xuan frowned slightly when he heard this.

Lin Shuhuai sighed and told Lin Xuan everything about Lin Yanrong's recent mishaps. Lin Xuan frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "Aunt, just suspend her credit card. Without money, she won't get into trouble again."

Lin Xuan's trick was indeed effective. After Lin Shuhuai suspended Lin Yanrong's card, Lin Yanrong indeed restrained herself a lot and no longer mentioned entering the entertainment industry.

In the blink of an eye, December is coming to an end and the year is about to pass.

On New Year's Eve, Lin Xuan had an important dinner to attend, so the two had to give up their plans to have dinner together. Fortunately, they still had time to get together after the dinner.

At this time of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, they can still spend this unforgettable night together.

The New Year’s fireworks bloomed brilliantly in the night sky, and the colorful lights reflected on Lin Xuan’s face.

He had an impulse for a moment and wanted to propose to Ye Wanqing and freeze this happiness in this moment forever.

But that was only a fleeting thought. As the fireworks gradually faded, his thoughts returned. Instead, Ye Wanqing took the initiative to speak: "Are you free tomorrow?"

He held her tightly in his arms, lowered his head and replied in a magnetic voice: "Tomorrow is a statutory holiday, of course I am free."

Ye Wanqing looked at him, a gentle light flashing in her eyes, and smiled: "Then accompany me to visit my grandmother tomorrow. She has always wanted to see you."