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

A subtle embarrassment flashed across Ye Wanqing's face. She knew very well that Lin Xuan was always extremely sensitive and repulsive to things that were misinterpreted by the outside world as a relationship between a couple.

Lin Xuan on the side was still immersed in his own world, with his head down and concentrating on swiping the screen of his mobile phone, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Ye Wanqing hesitated slightly, but finally spoke softly, trying to resolve the invisible awkwardness:

"Don't take it too seriously. The nurse just mentioned it casually. She didn't mean anything else."

When Lin Xuan heard this, a complex emotion inexplicably surged in his heart. He slowly raised his head, his eyes met Ye Wanqing's, and there was a subtle chill in his tone:

"Why should I mind? It was just a careless remark."

Ye Wanqing met his gaze, her tone calm but firm: "It's about being mistaken for a couple."

Her eyes were clear, without any trace of evasion or panic.

Lin Xuan's expression was inexplicably gloomy, his eyes dimmed slightly, and he seemed to be unconvinced by Ye Wanqing's further explanation:

"Didn't you clarify this just now?"

"Yes, I was worried that you would feel uncomfortable."

Ye Wanqing responded softly, then casually glanced at the watch on her wrist, silently calculating the progress of the process in her mind, estimating that it would be over soon, and Qin Zhuyu should be here soon.

Mentioning Qin Zhuyu, Ye Wanqing suddenly remembered that she had an outside mission today, and thought to herself that if she could complete the mission ahead of time, she might be able to arrive earlier.

Considering that her current physical condition was not suitable for driving, Ye Wanqing couldn't help but fall into a brief contemplation. Then she slowly took out her mobile phone and decided to send a message to Qin Zhuyu.

Because one hand was busy with the IV, she could only clumsily type on the keyboard with the other hand.

Ye Wanqing was used to typing using a full keyboard, and she typed every word very carefully. Lin Xuan, who was standing by, took in the whole scene, and unconsciously frowned slightly, with a hint of imperceptible worry in his eyes.

When the message was finally sent successfully, Ye Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief.

She carefully put her phone back into her handbag, slowly stood up, and gently lifted the hanging IV bottle with one hand, with a subtle effort in her movements.

Lin Xuan's eyes casually swept across the scene and asked casually, "Are you planning to leave?"

Ye Wanqing's reaction was a little slow. She was slightly stunned, then shook her head, with a hint of apology in her smile:

"No, I just need to go to the bathroom."

After hearing this, Lin Xuan said nothing more and just looked at her silently.

Ye Wanqing didn't say anything else. Holding the IV bottle in one hand and gently holding the wall with the other, she slowly walked out the door.

Zhao Yu looked at Ye Wanqing's back and felt extremely anxious. He wanted to rush over and ask Lin Xuan to help.

However, faced with Lin Xuan's unquestionable majesty, he finally backed down and could only secretly criticize his boss's lack of understanding of romance in his heart.

Zhao Yu's friends couldn't help but shake their heads and sighed softly when they saw this:

"Alas, if you, the boss, chase girls like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult even if you chase them to the ends of the earth."

Zhao Yu shrugged helplessly, and it seemed that he could only use the excuse that "smart people are always emotionally slow" to excuse his boss.

Ye Wanqing walked to the bathroom alone, and the journey was extremely difficult.

Although there is a special hook for hanging the IV bottle in the bathroom, she can only operate it with one hand, for fear that her other hand will swell after removing the needle.

Operating with one hand was already difficult, not to mention that she was wearing tight trousers today, which added a bit of inconvenience.

It took her a lot of effort to finally walk out of the bathroom, and a layer of fine beads of sweat had already seeped out of her forehead.

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly. Ye Wanqing walked out of the bathroom and felt that the air in the ward was unusually stuffy, so she decided to go to the corridor to answer the phone:

"Is it Pearl?"

"Why are you sick? What did the doctor say? Do you have a fever? Why are you still on an IV?"

Qin Zhuyu's series of questions came like a barrage of cannonballs.

Ye Wanqing smiled helplessly, her voice slightly hoarse due to the cold: "It's just a common cold, a little fever, the doctor said it's nothing serious."

"My poor little thing, your voice is so hoarse. Just wait, I'm almost done here and will be there in about half an hour." Qin Zhuyu's tone was full of concern and anxiety.

"Don't be so anxious. My drip will take a while to finish." Ye Wanqing comforted softly.

"No, I have to come to the hospital to accompany you earlier. It really makes me sad. Okay, baby, you rest for a while, I'll be there soon." Qin Zhuyu's words were full of tenderness and determination.

"Okay." Ye Wanqing hung up the phone and gently rubbed her sore neck.

She put her phone back into her bag carefully. The cool breeze in the corridor blew gently, bringing a hint of freshness, but also a bit of chill.

However, the dull warmth in the infusion room discouraged her, and she would rather stand here for a while and enjoy the coolness.

Not long after, Lin Xuan also walked into the corridor.

He glanced at her quickly, as if he was going to the bathroom, brushed past her and walked straight towards the bathroom.

Ye Wanqing just glanced at him indifferently, without any extra words and no intention of greeting him.

She stood quietly for a moment until Lin Xuan returned from the bathroom.

When he reached her side, he suddenly stopped:

"You have a fever, and you're standing here in the cold wind?"

The sky was gray and the cold wind blew from time to time, which was indeed a bit chilly. Ye Wanqing just responded softly:

"It's so hot in the IV room."

Her tone was calm, without any ripples, and she obviously didn't want to get too entangled with Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan's anger was instantly extinguished by her calm words. He sighed slightly, his tone slightly softer than usual.

"No matter how hot and humid it is, it's better than a cold wind that makes your condition worse. It's not easy to come to the doctor alone."

Just at this moment, Zhao Yu's friend passed by and heard Lin Xuan's words. He secretly admired in his heart that although the boss's way of caring for people was unique, he could also feel the care in it.

Ye Wanqing just said "hmm" softly, her tone still lukewarm.

Lin Xuan shook his head helplessly and snorted coldly: "Don't get me wrong, I'm just giving you a reminder."

"I understand." Ye Wanqing replied calmly.

Lin Xuan's face darkened slightly, and he turned back to the infusion room. As soon as he sat down, he saw Zhao Yu playing with his phone with his head down, looking absent-minded.

"Secretary Zhao." Lin Xuan suddenly called out, with a hint of majesty in his voice.

Zhao Yu was startled and his phone almost slipped from his hand: "Boss Lin? Why are you here?"

"I heard that you were sick, so I came to see you." Lin Xuan's words made Zhao Yu feel flattered, but also a little confused.

"Thank you Mr. Lin for your concern, I'm fine." Zhao Yu responded quickly.

Lin Xuan responded and glanced at Ye Wanqing inadvertently, and found that she had returned to her seat.

She sat quietly in that inconspicuous corner, and if you didn't look carefully, it would be almost impossible to notice her presence.

Ye Wanqing discovered that the paper cup she had just drunk water from was quietly filled with warm water again.

She picked up the water cup, took a sip, then looked up in the direction of Lin Xuan.

He was talking to Zhao Yu, so Ye Wanqing had to look away, close her eyes, and rest quietly.

Qin Zhuyu would be here soon. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile faintly, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

Lin Xuan's gaze unconsciously drifted towards Ye Wanqing again. Seeing that she seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep again, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and then he whispered to Zhao Yu:

"Remember to get enough rest tomorrow, don't force yourself."

After saying that, he stood up and left the infusion room.

The clock had not yet rung at five in the afternoon, and it was still some time before getting off work, but Lin Xuan did not choose to return to the company. Instead, he sat quietly in the car, with Ye Wanqing's words echoing in his mind. He couldn't help but reach out and rub his furrowed brows, trying to dispel the troubles in his heart.

Just then, the cell phone rang suddenly, interrupting his thoughts.

The words "Lin Family Mansion" flashed on the screen. Lin Xuan pressed the hands-free button and called out in a low voice, "Mother."

"Is the company busy recently?" Mrs. Lin's gentle yet majestic voice came through the phone line.

Lin Xuan paused slightly, and instead of answering directly, he asked, "Mother, is there anything you need to explain?"

Mrs. Lin was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, then slowly spoke: "The old lady of the Zhao family will be returning home this week, and her granddaughter will be coming back with her. You should find some time to have a meal with her."

"I'm afraid I can't spare the time recently." Lin Xuan's answer contained a hint of unquestionable rejection.

"No matter how busy you are, you have to arrange this meal for me!"

Mrs. Lin's tone was firm and unquestionable. "If you don't want to go, then I will have no choice but to ask Ye Wanqing to come back and have dinner with me."

Lin Xuan frowned tightly, his tone filled with displeasure: "What does this have to do with Ye Wanqing? We are no longer husband and wife."

"Since you already know that you are no longer husband and wife, you should give more consideration to your marriage." Mrs. Lin's words were full of earnestness.

She paused, as if waiting for Lin Xuan's answer, but after waiting for a while, she only heard Lin Xuan's silence.

So, she spoke again, with a tentative tone in her voice: "Or, in fact, you haven't completely let go of Ye Wanqing in your heart?"