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

The man slowly stepped into the car, his eyes filled with awe, and greeted the old man in the back seat softly: "Old man, everything has been properly arranged."

The old man in the back seat was none other than Mr. Jiang, who was worried about Jiang Yubo. He nodded slightly, looking out the window sharply. "That woman just now looked quite familiar to me. Could she be Ye Wanqing?"

The assistant responded respectfully: "It is Miss Ye, no mistake."

Mr. Jiang frowned, his tone filled with dissatisfaction: "Uncle Jiang Yu actually has a special liking for a woman like this?"

Upon hearing this, the assistant lowered his head and did not dare to make any comments.

Mr. Jiang snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain: "Let's go." Then, he added with disappointment, "This vision..."

Ye Wanqing knew nothing about the family entanglements behind Jiang Yubo, and she had never expected that the old man in the car was actually Jiang Yubo's closest relative. Even if she knew, to her, he was just a passing guest in her life.

Jiang Yubo had just taken a nap in his bedroom when he was awakened by the doorbell. Thinking it was Ye Wanqing returning for something, he casually threw on a soft sweater and went to open the door.

Standing outside the door was actually Mr. Jiang. Jiang Yubo's expression changed slightly: "Why did you come here in person?"

When Mr. Jiang heard this, his hands couldn't help but tremble slightly: "You kid, try talking nonsense again!"

Jiang Yubo yawned, turned around and walked into the house with a nonchalant look.

Old Mr. Jiang followed Jiang Yubo while complaining about the small room.

Jiang Yubo was about to get two bottles of cold drinks, but when he heard Mr. Jiang complaining, he simply put the cold drinks back in the refrigerator and asked, "Why don't you wait outside for a while?"

"Uncle Jiang Yu!" Old Mr. Jiang shouted angrily.

Jiang Yubo didn't care: "This is not the Jiang family, it's useless even if you shout at the top of your lungs."

Mr. Jiang was so angry that his face turned blue: "If you dare to do anything stupid again, you will never come back to the Jiang family!"

After saying this, he stood up and was about to leave. Jiang Yubo leaned leisurely on the sofa, not saying a word.

Mr. Jiang walked to the door, suddenly stopped, turned around and said to Jiang Yubo: "If you dare to get entangled with Ye Wanqing, don't even think about setting foot in the Jiang family again!"

Jiang Yubo moved slightly and looked at Mr. Jiang's back with a deep gaze: "I didn't plan to go back in the first place, so don't worry about this matter."

Mr. Jiang was originally walking slowly, but after hearing what Jiang Yubo said, he immediately quickened his pace and left angrily.

Winter in the capital brought a chill, and the air grew increasingly chilly. Ye Wanqing planned to make a pot of Tremella and Lily soup to moisten the lungs and relieve dryness. She pulled fresh Tremella from the refrigerator, carefully selected it, and set to work. Halfway through, she suddenly remembered that Jiang Yubo had mentioned coming over for lunch.

She thought for a moment and added a few more ingredients to enrich the dishes on the table.

Jiang Yubo arrived as promised, never missing a beat. Ye Wanqing had just finished preparing lunch when the doorbell rang. She placed the dishes on the table before strolling out of the villa and opening the door.

Walking through the exquisite courtyard, Ye Wanqing saw Jiang Yubo standing outside the door. He was holding a basket of crystal clear grapes in his hand, and his uninjured hand was particularly eye-catching.

Ye Wanqing opened the door with a smile, her eyes falling on the grapes in his hand: "Did you buy this yourself?"

"A friend gave it to me." He answered frankly.

Ye Wanqing smiled slightly, turned around and led him into the villa.

She carefully prepared four delicious dishes that were both visually appealing and fragrant. Although Jiang Yubo looked thin, his appetite was quite astonishing.

After the meal, Ye Wanqing brought out the freshly stewed snow pear and lily soup. "The weather has been dry recently, so I specially stewed this."

Jiang Yubo glanced at the Tremella and Lily Soup on the table, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes, "Thank you, Mr. Ye."

Ye Wanqing pointed at the grapes he brought: "It's a matter of reciprocity."

After drinking the soup, Jiang Yubo stood up and said goodbye, but he mentioned that he would come again in the evening.

Ye Wanqing wanted to dissuade him, but seeing that he had already left in an online taxi, she had to give up.

In the evening, the six o'clock bell rang quietly, and Jiang Yubo arrived as promised with a gentle smile.

Ye Wanqing was busy cooking, and the kitchen was filled with fragrance. She hurriedly opened the door to let Jiang Yubo in, but she didn't notice that he was holding a bouquet of gorgeous roses in his hand.

The two of them sat around the dining table, eating and chatting, the atmosphere was warm and comfortable. At this moment, the doorbell of the villa suddenly rang, breaking the tranquility.

Ye Wanqing looked up at Jiang Yubo with an apologetic look in her eyes: "You eat first, I'll go down and see who it is."

After saying that, she stood up and walked lightly downstairs, her figure swaying like a fairy in a painting.

As night falls quietly, the landscape lights around the villa gradually light up, adding a touch of warmth and romance to the quiet night.

Ye Wanqing walked to the door and looked through the peephole. It turned out to be Qin Huai. She couldn't help but feel a little surprised: "Mr. Qin, why are you here?"

"I just happened to pass by here and remembered that the script had been revised, so I brought it over to show you." Qin Huai explained with a smile.

Ye Wanqing took the script and said gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Qin. Actually, you could have called me and let me know. I would have gone to get it myself."

Qin Huai was about to speak when he saw Jiang Yubo slowly walking towards him from behind Ye Wanqing, a complicated look flashing in his eyes.

Ye Wanqing also noticed Qin Huai's gaze and turned to look at Jiang Yubo. Their eyes met in the air.

"It seems like the soup is still stewing in the kitchen." Jiang Yubo reminded at the right time.

Ye Wanqing slapped her forehead and suddenly realized: "Yes, I was stewing bird's nest soup and almost forgot to check the fire."

"I've turned down the heat, it should be fine." Jiang Yubo said with a smile, his tone full of pampering.

Ye Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes gleaming with joy: "That's good, it's all thanks to you."

She turned to look at Qin Huai and said apologetically, "Mr. Qin, I'm so sorry to have embarrassed you. If there's nothing else, I'll go up first."

Qin Huai looked at Jiang Yubo, then at Ye Wanqing, and his mind was already somewhat clear. He smiled and nodded: "You go ahead and get busy, Mr. Ye."

He waved his hand, and although he was reluctant, he turned and left. Along the way, he kept looking back at the lighted villa, feeling mixed emotions.

How could things develop so quickly? Were Ye Wanqing and Jiang Yubo already living together? Qin Huai sat in the car, gazing at the bright lights, feeling a surge of emotion.

Considering that Ye Wanqing and Lin Xuan had already divorced, it was reasonable for her to have a new relationship. Qin Huai pondered for a moment in the car, and finally sent a message to Lin Xuan:

"I just gave the revised script to Ye Wanqing. Seeing that she and Jiang Yubo are living together, it seems that they have come together. You can rest assured now. You and Ye Wanqing have started a new life."

At this time, Lin Xuan was handling official business in a spacious and bright office. The mobile phone on the table suddenly rang, breaking the tranquility of the office.

He glanced down at his phone and saw a message from Qin Huai on the screen. He frowned slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Lin Xuan picked up the phone and stared at the words on the screen silently. After a moment, he slowly put the phone back on the table.

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became a little depressing, and everyone seemed to feel the low pressure emanating from Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan straightened his suit and said in a low but firm voice, "I'll give you three days. If I still see the same result after three days, then you should all be prepared to resign."

After saying that, he threw the documents in his hand heavily on the table, turned and left the meeting room, leaving the room silent and tense.