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

In the afternoon, with the unique tenderness of October, Ye Wanqing shared a leisurely lunch with Qin Huai as scheduled.

Ever since Qin Huai first extended the invitation, he has always extended his cordial invitation, whether before he learned that she was the mysterious writer in the online world or after he unveiled the mystery.

This time, even Qin Zhuyu joined in the persuasion, and Ye Wanqing finally agreed.

In October in Beijing, the sun is not as scorching as in midsummer, but it still has a hint of autumn warmth.

Ye Wanqing was wearing a gentle light apricot long dress, her hair was gently tied up with an exquisite hairpin, and a few strands of hair swayed gently in the breeze, like the most gentle brushstrokes in autumn, brushing across her delicate face.

Her fair skin contrasted beautifully with her light apricot dress. The moment she stepped into the restaurant, she was like a gentle ray of light in the autumn forest, instantly attracting the attention of those around her.

Qin Huai had been waiting patiently in the restaurant for a long time. The moment Ye Wanqing appeared, the uneasiness in his heart disappeared: "I thought you wouldn't come."

Ye Wanqing gently placed the umbrella on the shelf beside her and glanced at Qin Huai: "Mr. Qin, you are too kind. I always keep my promises."

At this time, Qin Huaicai noticed Ye Wanqing's outfit today. Even though they had known each other for many years, every time they met, she could always touch his heart in different ways.

Qin Huai secretly admired in his heart that some people could wear the simplest clothes and still exude an otherworldly temperament.

Ye Wanqing's beauty lies not only in her exquisite facial features, but also in the tranquility and indifference that emanates from within. Her presence naturally becomes a beautiful landscape in the restaurant, impossible to ignore.

Everyone has a love for beauty. This appreciation is pure and beautiful, and has nothing to do with anything else.

Fearing that Ye Wanqing might misunderstand, Qin Huai only glanced at her politely and then quickly looked away:

"Don't be shy, let's order first, and then we can talk slowly after dinner."

Ye Wanqing took the menu and ordered two of the restaurant's signature dishes, her straightforwardness and decisiveness fully demonstrated in this regard. Each of the dishes she chose was the essence of the restaurant, showcasing her unique taste for fine dining.

Qin Huai has always admired Ye Wanqing's character, straightforward yet gentle. Such communication can always touch the heart most directly without the need for excessive verbal embellishment.

After the meal, with the aroma of tea lingering in the air, Qin Huai finally couldn't hold back his eagerness. After taking a sip of tea, he said bluntly:

"Wanqing, we've known each other for nearly six years. Let the past fade away with the wind. If I've ever hurt you unintentionally, I sincerely apologize. You see, every time you publish a new book, I'm always the first to extend an olive branch to you."

"I sincerely want to work with you to create something together. I have carefully read your new work several times, and it touches my heart even more than your previous works. Please feel free to ask for the terms of cooperation. I will do my best to meet any conditions you can propose."

Ye Wanqing waited until he finished speaking before slowly raising her eyes. Her voice was filled with unquestionable determination: "Mr. Qin, I have a special characteristic. I have a very good memory."

Qin Huai's heart sank when he heard this. He wanted to open his mouth to explain, but he only saw Ye Wanqing's lips curled up into a faint smile, as if she had already seen through his thoughts:

"Aren't you curious, Mr. Qin, why do I always decline your kindness?"

Qin Huai couldn't help but feel puzzled. He couldn't understand why Ye Wanqing favored Chenxing over him when he clearly had more resources than Chenxing. The reason behind this was clearly beyond monetary comprehension.

Qin Huai believed that he was not a narrow-minded person. Even if Ye Wanqing asked for an exorbitant price for the conditions he had just proposed, he was willing to spend a huge amount of money.

However, even so, Ye Wanqing remained unmoved and rejected him decisively. This determination made Qin Huai fall into deep thought.

Qin Huai felt a sense of displeasure inexplicably. Facing Ye Wanqing's question, he replied in a deep voice, "Go ahead."

Ye Wanqing's gaze gently fell on the teacup beside her, the delicate porcelain surface reflecting her gentle outline.

"Young Master Qin, do you still remember the conversation you had with Lin Xuan in a corner of the garden at Mr. Qin's birthday banquet six years ago?"

Qin Huai frowned slightly, searching hard in the depths of his memory: "It's been so long, it's indeed a little blurry."

"It's okay, I remember it clearly." Ye Wanqing's voice was calm and firm. She slowly raised her head, her clear eyes looking directly at Qin Huai, "You once asked Lin Xuan why he chose to marry me..."

"Because Ye Wanqing is indeed the best candidate for the Lin family's daughter-in-law." Lin Xuan's words that day, like an echo across time and space, rang in Qin Huai's ears.

Qin Huai forced a smile: "That's true. She is beautiful and can be used as a pretty vase to show off her appearance."

The fragments of memory gradually pieced together, Qin Huai finally remembered that scene, and Ye Wanqing also repeated the conversation word for word.

He touched the tip of his nose with a slight embarrassment: "I have always been straightforward in my words. Please forgive me if I have offended you. Ye Wanqing, I didn't mean anything else. I was just saying it casually."

Ye Wanqing smiled calmly, her eyes gentle but with a hint of alienation: "It's okay, I don't mind."

She paused slightly and continued, "Beautiful things should be appreciated, right?"

Qin Huai wanted to explain further, but the faint smile on Ye Wanqing's face made him realize that no matter how many words he said, they would be pale and powerless.

He shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Even the apology is not accepted?"

"I said, I don't mind, but that doesn't mean I will forgive you easily." Ye Wanqing answered calmly and firmly.

Qin Huai was speechless for a moment and could only admit silently: "You are right, everyone must be responsible for their own words and deeds. This meal is my apology to you."

Ye Wanqing gently picked up the handbag and said without much hesitation: "Thank you."

Qin Huai, who originally wanted to seek a little sympathy, could only smile bitterly at this moment.

"We've had our meal and made our point. Mr. Qin, I hope we can be well in the future and never have any more contact." There was a sense of determination in her words.

She didn't want to have anything to do with Lin Xuan's world anymore.

Qin Huai waved his hand gently: "Have a good trip."

"Yeah." Ye Wanqing responded softly, picked up her umbrella, and left the restaurant lightly, leaving Qin Huai alone. He looked at her back as she walked away and smiled bitterly.

He sat quietly in the chair for a moment, then slowly stood up and walked to the window, just in time to catch Ye Wanqing's figure leaving with an umbrella and wearing an elegant long dress.

Her outfit, on this cool autumn day, creates a unique sense of gentleness and tranquility, which seems out of tune with the world around her.

Qin Huai felt an indescribable annoyance in his heart, but who could he blame?

After all, it was caused by my own inappropriate words.

He watched Ye Wanqing get into the car, and he couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart. He took out his cell phone, lightly touched his fingertips, and dialed Lin Xuan's number.

"I met with Ye Wanqing, and she rejected my proposal." There was a hint of helplessness in Qin Huai's words. He knew that Lin Xuan might hang up directly, so he spoke first.

On the other end of the phone, Lin Xuan remained silent, but did not hang up.

Qin Huai suddenly felt amused: "Well, maybe you don't want to know the reason, so let it be."

After saying that, he really pressed the hang-up button.

Lin Xuan looked at the call end notification on the phone screen and his face instantly darkened.

It's so boring.

On the other side, Ye Wanqing was about to embark on her journey home when the cell phone in her bag suddenly rang, and an unfamiliar number appeared on the screen.

She raised her delicate eyebrows slightly, stared for a few seconds, and finally answered the phone: "Hello, I'm Ye Wanqing."

"Mr. Ye, it's me." The other party's voice came.

"Jiang Yubo?" Ye Wanqing was a little surprised.

"Yes, Mr. Ye." There was a hint of respect in Jiang Yubo's voice.

Ye Wanqing couldn't help but feel surprised: "What's the matter?"

"My birthday is next week. I wonder if I can ask Mr. Ye for a birthday present?" Jiang Yubo's words were filled with anticipation.

"What gift do you want?" Ye Wanqing asked gently.

"Mr. Ye, could you please draw another picture for me? And give it to me as a gift after you finish it?" Jiang Yubo's request was full of sincerity.

Ye Wanqing thought about it for a moment and decided that this request was not excessive: "Okay."

"Is this Thursday convenient for you?" Jiang Yubo asked tentatively.

She thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

"Then should I come to see you on Thursday, or should you--" Jiang Yubo's words were filled with uncertainty.

"Just come here directly." There was a hint of tenderness in Ye Wanqing's words.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Wanqing looked at the phone screen and couldn't help but smile.