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Ye Wanqing was awakened from her daze by a subtle but persistent vibration. Her eyelids felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds. She instinctively reached out and groped around, trying to calm the sound that disturbed her sweet dreams.

Lin Xuan, standing by, keenly noticed her movements. He gently placed his large hand over the back of her hand and said gently but firmly, "Don't worry about it. Today is the first day of the new year. Let those trivial matters wait."

"It might be an important call." Ye Wanqing's voice was filled with a hint of laziness, but her body honestly did not leave the warm bed.

"No matter how important the call is, it's not as important as you getting a little more sleep." Lin Xuan said as he glanced at the screen and hung up the phone without hesitation. The room returned to silence again, with only the two people's steady breathing intertwined.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already past ten in the morning with dappled sunlight. Lin Xuan was still in bed. Their eyes met, and it seemed as if the whole world had stopped.

"Did you sleep well?" Lin Xuan's voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of smile.

"Yeah, better than ever." Ye Wanqing responded, stretched lazily, and then naturally snuggled into Lin Xuan's arms, enjoying this rare tranquility and warmth.

Lin Xuan's heart was filled with this dependence. He gently stroked Ye Wanqing's soft long hair, his eyes full of tenderness.

The sky on New Year's Day was as clear and bright as a washed sapphire. Although the wind was still cold, the sun was particularly warm. Mrs. Lin rarely slept in and did not get up until noon, which made Ye Wanqing feel a little relieved.

She gestured for Lin Xuan to go to the kitchen to get some porridge, while she tiptoed upstairs to check on Mrs. Lin. Mrs. Lin had just finished washing up and greeted Ye Wanqing with a kind face.

"Happy New Year, Mrs. Lin, it seems we have all become lazy sleepers." Ye Wanqing joked with a smile.

"Happy New Year! I'm old now and can't stay up late. Look, I'm still sleepy now." Mrs. Lin also smiled.

Ye Wanqing pushed the wheelchair, and the two of them chatted and laughed as they went downstairs. Lin Xuan had already warmed up the porridge, and the three of them sat together, enjoying a simple but warm breakfast. Afterwards, they went out into the yard to enjoy the warm winter sun.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Lin Shuhuai and his family of three arrived as promised, adding a bit of liveliness to the Lin family home. Ye Wanqing noticed the change in Lin Yanrong's attitude, but she didn't take it to heart. Regarding her and Lin Xuan's future, Lin Yanrong's opinion was just a wisp of smoke in the breeze.

On the third day of the New Year, Lin Xuan personally sent Ye Wanqing back to her villa. When they parted, there was reluctance in their eyes.

The housekeeper returned on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. Mrs. Lin held the housekeeper's hand and recounted every detail of the past few days.

The housekeeper felt unprecedented joy from Mrs. Lin's words. She prayed silently in her heart, hoping that Lin Xuan and Ye Wanqing could get married soon.

When Ye Wanqing returned to the villa, she was a little uncomfortable with the sudden tranquility at first, but soon she was immersed in this little world of her own.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, the Lin family's old house was crowded with people. Lin Xuan and Mrs. Lin were busy shuttling among the guests. As the pillar of the Lin family, Lin Xuan was extremely busy and did not even have time to send a message to Ye Wanqing.

On the Internet, a storm about Lin Xuan and Ye Wanqing quietly arose. Qin Zhuyu did not learn about this until nightfall. She anxiously called Ye Wanqing, but only got a cold busy tone.

Qin Zhuyu was secretly anxious, but she didn't know that all this was just a small episode in their happy journey.

During the Spring Festival, celebrities in the entertainment industry chose to keep a low profile and enjoy rare family time. However, an unknown storm was quietly brewing in the corners of the Internet.

A woman who claimed to be Ye Wanqing's former classmate posted on a forum, revealing her past interactions with a well-known writer, who was Ye Wanqing.

After the party, the woman felt mixed emotions. Those dusty memories came flooding back like a tide, making it difficult for her to calm down.

She returned home, and the injustice and resentment in her heart drove her to type on the keyboard, and she wrote a long article of more than two thousand words.

In the article, she accused her former classmate of indirectly causing the tragic fate of her best friend and childhood sweetheart.

"I once firmly believed that good and evil would be rewarded in the end. However, the reality is so ironic that my innocent and kind friend died because of her.

That bright and cheerful young man's youth was cut short because of her. Even more heartbreaking, she seemed to want to make up for her inner guilt by marrying a wealthy man who looked like her childhood sweetheart. Six years later, she had healed herself but resolutely divorced.

Now, I heard that she is back with that wealthy young man's 'double'. How unpredictable things are. With a similar face, she easily captured the heart of a lovelorn man and is now living a prosperous life.

Sadly, the two souls who passed away because of her will forever remain at that sad age."

During the Spring Festival, when people had free time, this post quickly fermented on the Internet, like a stone thrown into a lake, causing ripples.

The hint in the post was self-evident, and netizens soon discovered her identity: Ye Wanqing. For a time, discussions about this matter were in full swing on major social media platforms such as Weibo and short video platforms.

Qin Zhuyu sat in front of the computer, reading through the comments that were either accusatory or speculative, feeling uneasy.

She tried to contact Ye Wanqing, but no one answered the phone. Anxious, she decided to go to Ye Wanqing's villa to find out what was going on.

After arriving, Qin Zhuyu pressed the doorbell over and over again until her fingers felt a little sore, but there was no movement from inside the house. As the sky darkened, Qin Zhuyu's mood became increasingly heavy. She hesitated for a moment and finally decided to call Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan was busy seeing off the last batch of guests who had come to visit during the Spring Festival. When he saw Qin Zhuyu coming, he naturally thought she was looking for Ye Wanqing: "Wanqing has already returned to the villa. Didn't you run into her?"

Qin Zhuyu shook her head lightly, her expression solemn: "Don't you know what's happening on the Internet?"

Lin Xuan frowned slightly when he heard this: "Online? What happened?"

Qin Zhuyu quickly opened her phone and showed the screenshot to Lin Xuan: "I just came back from the villa and couldn't find her. This matter has been brewing for more than four hours. Wanqing must have seen it."

Lin Xuan took the phone and quickly browsed the screenshots, his face gradually darkening. He quickly dialed Ye Wanqing's number, but the only response he got was a cold busy tone.

"She turned off her phone." Qin Zhuyu said in a low voice, with a hint of helplessness and worry in her tone.

Lin Xuan refused to give up and tried to call again, but the result was the same.

He knew very well that Ye Wanqing's turning off of her phone meant that she needed time to deal with her emotions, and for the outside world, this period of time was a long and agonizing wait.