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

Lin Yanrong stepped into the Lin family mansion and happened to meet Lin Xuan who was also at the table. She deliberately took a detour and talked about the rumors circulating between Ye Wanqing and Jiang Yubo.

But she was surprised to find that the atmosphere at the table was as still as a lake, with no reaction to her provocation, and everyone remained silent. She pouted in dissatisfaction and could only continue to lower her head, silently savoring the delicious food in her bowl.

The dining table was so quiet that only the clinking of cutlery could be heard. After a moment, Lin Xuan gracefully put down his silver chopsticks and turned his gaze to Mrs. Lin:

"Mother, Qin Huai and the others have some private matters to discuss with me, so I have to go out for a while."

Qin Huai and the others were playmates that Lin Xuan had known since childhood. They came from similar families, and Mrs. Lin had always been open to their gatherings. Upon hearing this, she simply nodded slightly.

"Go ahead and be safe."

Seeing that Lin Xuan was about to leave, Lin Yanrong quickly swallowed the food in her mouth, her eyes flashing with anticipation:

"Uncle, can you take me with you?"

Lin Xuan glanced at her calmly, his eyes carrying a subtle alienation that made Lin Yanrong shudder.

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that I still have some chores to deal with, so I won't go. You stay home."

"Okay." There was a hint of loss in Lin Yanrong's voice.

Lin Xuan responded softly, then began to adjust his sleeves with elegant and calm movements.

In the private box called "Paradise", Qin Huai returned after answering a phone call and found that Lin Xuan's seat was empty.

"Hey, where's Lin Xuan?"

Li Chenfeng poked his head out from the crack of the inner door and pointed in the direction of the balcony: "Over there, smoking."

Qin Huai raised his eyebrows: "When did he become obsessed with this thing?"

Li Chenfeng shrugged, looking innocent: "Who knows."

Qin Huai said no more and walked towards the balcony. As soon as he reached the door, he saw Lin Xuan standing alone on the balcony, surrounded by a faint smoke, looking particularly lonely.

"This isn't your style, Lin Xuan. When did you start smoking to relieve your sorrow?"

There was a hint of joking in Qin Huai's words, but Lin Xuan just took a puff of cigarette silently, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him, and he was too stingy to even give him a glance.

Qin Huai finally couldn't stand the loneliness of being ignored. Thoughts about the recent rumors flooded his mind like a tide. He simply said bluntly:

"Recently, Ye Wanqing seems to be getting quite close to a rising star. Are you aware of this and what do you think?"

These words were like a gust of wind, blowing away the smoke around Lin Xuan. He was finally slightly moved. He withdrew his gaze from afar and gently fell on Qin Huai. He flicked his thumb inadvertently, and the ash drew a graceful arc in the air, and then dissipated into nothingness.

He lowered his head slightly, and there seemed to be a haze hidden in his deep eyes.

Seeing that he finally responded, Qin Huai's gossip fire intensified: "I heard that Ye Wanqing is sparing no effort to cultivate that young man, and that guy does have some ability..."

Lin Xuan's patience seemed to have reached its limit. He suddenly extinguished the cigarette in his hand, his cold eyes staring directly at Qin Huai, his tone carrying a subtle hint of sarcasm:

"Haven't you always had a soft spot for her?"

Qin Huai was choked by these words and was speechless for a moment. After a long while, he squeezed out a word "Ah?"

But then he understood the deep meaning of Lin Xuan's words, and couldn't help but laugh in anger:

"Haha, Lin Xuan, it seems that Ye Wanqing's choice to part ways with you is really a wise move."

Lin Xuan responded expressionlessly, with a barely perceptible bitterness in his voice:

"You don't need to repeat this."

Qin Huai patted the railing beside him, as if trying to dispel the boredom in his heart:

"Okay, from now on, I won't mention this again. You're right, you're divorced, so just live yourselves well."

Lin Xuan remained silent, slowly pushed the cigarette butt in his hand into the trash can, and looked up at the vast night sky again. His eyes were empty, as if his thoughts had drifted to a distant place.

During this long night, Lin Xuan's thoughts were like a lighthouse in the fog, flickering, and no one could see the full picture.

Similarly, deep in Ye Wanqing's heart, there are unknown waves. Those thoughts about the past and the future are intertwined into a complex web in her heart that no one can unravel.

The confusing rumors about Ye Wanqing and Jiang Yubo were like a sudden gust of wind or a sudden rain, and they ended hastily before they could be investigated further.

On a sunny afternoon, Ye Wanqing personally appeared at Yuehua Entertainment and, with an unquestionable attitude, pulled Jiang Yubo away from his busy work and out of the public eye.

Jiang Yubo's assistant stood at the company entrance, watching them walk away until the car, which showed extraordinary taste, completely disappeared from sight. He couldn't help but wonder:

"Could it be that Mr. Ye really has a different opinion of Jiang Yubo?"

This question is like a gently falling feather, landing on the lake of the heart, stirring up layers of delicate ripples, but no one can give a definite answer, and no one dares to touch this sensitive topic easily.

Ye Wanqing's new work has come to a successful conclusion, and her life has returned to a peaceful and leisurely state. During this period, she seems to be isolated from the world, enjoying a rare peace.

Today, the reason why she stepped into Yuehua's gate and looked for Jiang Yubo was due to a subtle opportunity - recently, the figure who used to frequently appear in her dreams, Su Junyan, had not appeared in her dreams for a long time.

However, last night, he came unexpectedly again, with a hint of sadness, which made her recall a dusty past.

Before going to Yuehua, Ye Wanqing carefully confirmed Jiang Yubo's schedule with his agent Li Meng.

She learned that Jiang Yubo had just finished an important role audition and had only two short body training sessions scheduled this morning. As a small reward for his hard work, Li Meng specially secured some rest time for him in the afternoon.

Before deciding to take Jiang Yubo away, Ye Wanqing asked him if he was willing to assist her in completing a special task.

Without any hesitation, he responded to her expectations with a simple "yes".

Ye Wanqing drove the car with a calm and elegant demeanor. Even when encountering a red light, she could stop steadily without any impatience.

Jiang Yubo sat beside her and looked at her sideways. Since getting in the car, she had been lost in thought and had not spoken a word.

Ten minutes ago, she suddenly appeared in the company like a gust of breeze and made that sudden request. He agreed without hesitation, and then she took him away from the familiar environment.

She didn't specify what kind of help she needed, and he didn't ask any further questions.

At this moment, the car was silent, with only the sounds of each other's breathing intertwined.

The red light quietly turned green, Jiang Yubo withdrew his wandering gaze, and Ye Wanqing started the car in time. The sports car continued to shuttle through the city and finally slowly drove into the garage of an elegant villa.

On the eve of getting off the bus, all kinds of speculations emerged in Jiang Yubo's mind, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

"Do you want plain water, juice, or drinks with other flavors?" Ye Wanqing's soft and calm voice, like a spring breeze, interrupted his thoughts.

Jiang Yubo looked at her and smiled slightly: "Boiled water is fine, Mr. Ye."

Ye Wanqing nodded slightly and poured him a glass of crystal clear boiled water. Her eyes inadvertently swept across the watch on her wrist:

"Actually, I don't need you to do anything complicated. I just want you to be my model so I can paint a picture to my heart's content."

There was a hint of apology in her words, and she added: "Of course, not the kind that requires taking off clothes."

Jiang Yubo heard this while drinking water and almost choked on it. His face, which had always maintained a calm expression, now flushed slightly.

"It is my honor to be Mr. Ye's model."

A faint smile appeared on Ye Wanqing's lips, like the first ray of sunshine in the morning light, warm and bright. She gently extended her hand and led him into the studio.

"Just sit on that little sofa and make yourself comfortable. It will take me about an hour to finish this painting."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yubo found the most comfortable position to sit on the small sofa, looking relaxed and at ease.

Ye Wanqing was already immersed in her own painting world. The studio was quiet, with only the sound of the pen tip sliding gently across the paper.

The curtains behind her swayed gently in the wind, like dancing elves, but she was completely unaware.

Jiang Yubo looked at Ye Wanqing's back quietly, his heart full of doubts, not quite understanding the deep meaning of her actions.

An hour passed quietly, and Ye Wanqing finally stopped painting. She turned around with a satisfied smile on her face:

"Okay, it's almost noon. Do you want to try the food I made?"

Jiang Yubo stood up, but instead of responding directly to her invitation, his eyes fell on the drawing board:

"Can I see Mr. Ye's paintings?"

"Of course." Ye Wanqing's answer was concise and generous.

Jiang Yubo slowly approached, and the painting in front of him made his eyes light up. The self in the painting was lifelike. Ye Wanqing's painting skills were much more sophisticated than he expected.

However, he did not stay for lunch because Li Meng's call came like timely rain, telling him that there were paparazzi waiting outside.

Li Meng quickly rushed to the villa and took Jiang Yubo away personally.

Although they had made all the preparations in advance, some sharp-nosed reporters still caught some clues and the photos quickly spread on the Internet.

Ye Wanqing suddenly appeared in Yuehua and took Jiang Yubo away. The two spent nearly two hours together in the villa, and were finally picked up by Jiang Yubo's agent Li Meng in person.

This series of events seemed to add further weight to the rumors of Ye Wanqing and Jiang Yubo being kept as a mistress.