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

As the morning light began to break and the sky was filled with a gentle blue-purple hue, Xu Xinyi was urged by her parents to set out on the road to the Lin residence, with one purpose - to apologize to the Lin family.

Unfortunately, their pace seemed to be out of sync with fate, and Mrs. Lin's car just disappeared around the corner, leaving only a wisp of dust and a gradually receding outline.

Facing the closed gate of the Lin family residence, the three members of the Xu family stood there, their eyes only focused on the direction where Mrs. Lin's car was speeding away.

Xu's father secretly speculated that Mrs. Lin was deliberately avoiding him, so he anxiously asked the housekeeper beside him, "Housekeeper, where has Mrs. Lin gone? When will she be back?"

The changes in the Lin family, especially those concerning Xu Xinyi, had long been circulated in the Lin family.

The butler was well aware of Xu Xinyi's behavior. Today, his usual warmth was tinged with a hint of distantness that was difficult to conceal: "Well, I'm not entirely sure about Madam's schedule."

Father Xu sensed the subtle change in the housekeeper's attitude. Although he felt a little unhappy, he suppressed his displeasure, thinking of his daughter's mistake. "In that case, I'll trouble you, Mr. Housekeeper. When Mrs. Lin returns, please convey our apologies."

The butler nodded slightly, his tone a little colder: "Of course, Mr. Xu, I will."

He did not make an inviting gesture, but instead kept a certain distance, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Just as the Xu family was preparing to evacuate, Xu Xinyi suddenly broke the silence: "Housekeeper, did Lin Xuan go home last night?"

Mentioning Lin Xuan, the housekeeper paused, his eyes complicated. "The young master did return last night, but because he angered the mistress, he was ordered to kneel in the ancestral hall all night. He is still recuperating in his room."

Xu Xinyi's eyes flashed with determination when she heard this, and she immediately made a decision: "Mom and Dad, you guys go back first. I'll wait here for Lin Xuan to wake up. I want to apologize to him in person. At the same time, when Mrs. Lin comes back, I will also apologize sincerely."

Father Xu and Mother Xu exchanged a glance, knowing full well that it would be unwise to linger any longer. So they instructed Xu Xinyi, "You must sincerely apologize here, understand?"

Xu Xinyi nodded vigorously. After her father's stern reprimand last night, she had completely repented. She had not slept all night, and now her only thought was to repair the rift caused by herself as soon as possible.

After the figures of Xu's father and mother disappeared at the end of the porch, Xu Xinyi plucked up the courage and stepped into the threshold of the Lin family villa, determined to wait for Lin Xuan to wake up and Mrs. Lin to return home.

As the daughter of the Xu family, the housekeeper had to maintain basic etiquette even though she had some grudges. She then ordered the servants to prepare tea and snacks to entertain Xu Xinyi.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Lin's motorcade had quietly arrived at Ye Wanqing's exquisite residence. This was Mrs. Lin's first visit there, and although the villa couldn't be compared to the old Lin family residence in terms of scale, it had its own warm and elegant atmosphere.

The doorbell rang softly, and a moment later, Ye Wanqing opened the door. Although Ye Wanqing was slightly surprised by Mrs. Lin's unexpected arrival, she quickly regained her composure.

She had already anticipated this scene in her mind. After all, she was once Mrs. Lin's nominal daughter-in-law.

Ye Wanqing treated her politely: "Mrs. Lin, it's drizzling outside, please come in."

Mrs. Lin walked into the villa expressionlessly. On the way upstairs, she showed a hint of surprise at the layout and furnishings here. Even the servants accompanying her could not help but admire Ye Wanqing's unique vision.

"Mrs. Lin, please sit here." Ye Wanqing maintained a moderate politeness, as if nothing had changed.

Mrs. Lin slowly sat down on the sofa, while Ye Wanqing began to make tea skillfully, her every move showing elegance.

Although Mrs. Lin was still furious, she had to admit that Ye Wanqing's tea art was indeed extraordinary.

Amidst the lingering aroma of tea, Ye Wanqing handed the brewed tea to Mrs. Lin and the servant in turn: "Mrs. Lin, please have some tea."

Even though she knew that Lin Xuan and Ye Wanqing's marriage was just an agreement, the servant still had a good impression of Ye Wanqing. When she took the teacup, she gave her a grateful smile.

Mrs. Lin remained silent from the moment she stepped through the threshold until Ye Wanqing finished brewing tea. Then she slowly spoke, "Miss Ye, I think you know the purpose of my visit, right?"

She deliberately used "Miss Ye" instead of "Wan Qing", obviously trying to distance themselves from each other.

Ye Wanqing nodded lightly and admitted frankly: "It is indeed my fault for hiding something from you."

Mrs. Lin snorted coldly, her tone full of reproach: "You and Lin Xuan, apart from admitting your mistakes, there is nothing else to say."

At this moment, the sound of the oven finishing its cooking came from the kitchen. Ye Wanqing let out a subtle smile, but she didn't continue the topic: "I just happened to make some egg tarts, why don't you try one or two?"

This coincidence was unbelievable. Ye Wanqing had originally planned to give these egg tarts as gifts to Qin Zhuyu, but she never expected Mrs. Lin to visit suddenly.

When she was at the Lin family, Ye Wanqing often made cakes by herself. Although Mrs. Lin looked stern, she actually had a special liking for sweets. Whenever Ye Wanqing offered her cakes, she could never resist the temptation.

Before Mrs. Lin could respond, Ye Wanqing stood up and walked into the kitchen. The aroma of egg tarts quickly filled the air, and she brought them to the living room. "Mrs. Lin, these are freshly baked and still piping hot."

Mrs. Lin sat as still as before, seemingly unwilling to accept this kindness. "Do you think I came here today just to taste your egg tarts?"

Ye Wanqing responded gently, "Regarding the house, apartment, and the five million that Lin Xuan gave me, I plan to start the return procedures this afternoon."

She knew that this was the only compensation she could offer.

However, Mrs. Lin's anger only intensified after hearing this: "Look at you, just for this little bit of profit, you actually gave up your position as Mrs. Lin? Do you think our Lin family's wealth is limited to this? Even the New Year's money I gave you far exceeded this amount. You are so short-sighted!"

After saying that, she finally couldn't resist the temptation of the egg tart, reached out and picked up a piece and tasted it carefully.

Ye Wanqing couldn't help but tremble slightly when she heard Mrs. Lin's reproach, and then a warm feeling quietly surged into her heart.

Ever since she dissolved her marriage with Lin Xuan, the six years of their life together often lingered in her mind.

She herself couldn't explain why she was so determined that Lin Xuan was the man of her life.

Looking back now, those days seem like a hazy dream, both illusory and unreal.

However, the six years she spent in the Lin family were truly real. Although Mrs. Lin was picky about her, that was just a habit of the elderly and never really bothered her.

Her marriage to Lin Xuan was a voluntary agreement reached by both parties, and there was no way to judge whether it was right or wrong. Therefore, when the secret of this marriage by agreement was revealed, Ye Wanqing's first thought was not Lin Xuan, but Mrs. Lin.

Although Mrs. Lin often spoke harshly, deep down in her heart, she really treated Ye Wanqing as her own daughter-in-law.

Ye Wanqing knew this very well. So, when it came to admitting her mistakes and apologizing, she acted calmly and sincerely.

She thought she would be severely scolded by Mrs. Lin, but she never expected that the old lady's words were not so much about blaming her for deceiving her, but more about her dissatisfaction with her decision to divorce Lin Xuan.

Ye Wanqing raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes falling on Mrs. Lin who was savoring the egg tarts on the sofa, her voice choked with a barely perceptible sob:

"Everything will become a thing of the past."

This sentence was both her response to Mrs. Lin and a comfort to herself.

The egg tart in Mrs. Lin's hand suddenly seemed to have lost its original flavor. She stared at Ye Wanqing, and her expression became extremely complicated.

Mrs. Lin slowly put it down, and the servant hurriedly handed her tea. After taking a sip of tea, Mrs. Lin's tone was filled with a bit of blame and helplessness:

"You are still young, and you don't need to be so serious about some things. If Lin Xuan doesn't want to, how can I, as your elder, not support you?"

Mrs. Lin's ideas are traditional and stubborn. She always believes that marriage should be a lifelong commitment.

To this day, she still cannot accept the reality that Ye Wanqing and Lin Xuan are divorced.

In the past six years, Ye Wanqing, as her daughter-in-law, has quietly become a standard in her heart. Now when she looks at those other so-called rich girls, she always feels that something is missing.

Mrs. Lin has a picky eye and prefers beauty. These days, the socialites introduced to her by the servants are either not as beautiful as Ye Wanqing, or lack the ability to handle affairs.

In her eyes, apart from her background, Ye Wanqing was outstanding in every aspect.

Ye Wanqing heard the misunderstanding in Mrs. Lin's words. She didn't want to open up the scars of the past, but she also didn't want to be misunderstood: "Old lady, there has never been any real love between Lin Xuan and me."

Mrs. Lin had just finished her last egg tart. Ye Wanqing's words made her frown. She seemed to hear something else in them: "Are you saying that you've never had feelings for Lin Xuan?"

Ye Wanqing gently lowered her eyelids, her eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings: "Some things may not be as you imagine."

Mrs. Lin was obviously skeptical about this. After all, she had seen Ye Wanqing's care and concern for Lin Xuan over the past six years.