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

Lin Xuan fell into a brief moment of contemplation, and then his voice was low and firm: "No, Mom, I really haven't let it go."

Mrs. Lin's tone was filled with an irrefutable determination: "No matter what you think in your heart, I have already promised the old lady of the Zhao family that you must meet this Miss Zhao."

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone without hesitation, leaving Lin Xuan staring at the phone in a daze.

Lin Xuan gently rubbed his furrowed brows, and an indescribable irritation spread in his heart.

His gaze passed through the hospital corridor and fell in the direction of the outpatient building.

There, Ye Wanqing was sitting quietly receiving an IV. Through the transparent IV tube, the medicine dripped into her body drop by drop. Judging from the speed, it would take at least another twenty minutes to finish.

Lin Xuan, who had originally planned to go back to the company to handle matters, instantly lost the idea of going back because of Mrs. Lin's call.

He slowly untied his tie, leaned back slightly, and leaned against the chair, but his deep eyes never left the direction of the outpatient building, as if there was something he could not let go of there.

At this moment, Qin Zhuyu walked into the hospital gate with some anxiety.

The infusion room was noisy. Qin Zhuyu shuttled through the crowd and took some effort to find Ye Wanqing in the corner.

Ye Wanqing was taking a nap against the wall. Her face looked even paler due to the pain from the illness. She looked so fragile that she seemed like she could be blown down by a gust of wind.

Qin Zhuyu carefully checked the infusion bottle and found that there was only about a quarter of the medicine left. She looked at Ye Wanqing with heartache and did not have the heart to disturb her sleep. She just gently put the sweater she brought on her shoulders, hoping to bring her a little warmth.

Qin Zhuyu was panting slightly as she ran, and a hint of thirst rose in her throat.

Seeing that Ye Wanqing's drip would take some time to end, she decided to find some water to quench her thirst first.

After confirming once again that Ye Wanqing was safe and sound, Qin Zhuyu turned around and left with peace of mind to look for water.

Qin Zhuyu found a water dispenser and filled it with a cup of warm water. Thinking that Ye Wanqing might need it after waking up, she poured another cup and planned to take it back to her.

When she returned to the IV room with two glasses of water, she happened to see Lin Xuan carefully tidying up Ye Wanqing's clothes.

Qin Zhuyu smiled and slowly approached with water in hand:

"Boss Lin, why are you here?"

Lin Xuan paused for a moment, quickly tidied his clothes, turned around and looked at Qin Zhuyu, his tone flat and brief:

"Secretary Zhao is unwell."

After a brief response, he did not stay for long, but walked straight to Zhao Yu's seat.

Qin Zhuyu watched him walk away, a trace of doubt in her heart. When did Lin Xuan become so considerate that he would personally accompany his subordinates to the hospital?

She withdrew her gaze and turned back to Ye Wanqing to check the IV bottle. Seeing that the liquid in the bottle was almost gone, she quickly rang the bell and called the nurse to help remove the needle.

Ye Wanqing woke up the moment the needle was removed. She looked at the nurse with hazy eyes and said in a thin voice, "Thank you."

The nurse smiled and gestured for her to press the hemostatic patch, and whispered a few instructions to her.

Ye Wanqing gently pressed the needle hole on the back of her hand and thanked the nurse in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Feeling better?" Qin Zhuyu's voice was gentle and concerned, bringing Ye Wanqing back to reality from her thoughts.

Ye Wanqing gently raised her head and looked at Qin Zhuyu, with a bit of apology in her eyes: "You are here, Zhuyu, I actually fell asleep and didn't notice you coming."

Qin Zhuyu brought the cup of warm water closer and said softly, "It's okay. Drink a few sips of water to moisten your throat."

Ye Wanqing drank a few sips of warm water from Qin Zhuyu's hand, and the dryness and pain in her throat were greatly relieved.

She looked at Qin Zhuyu gratefully: "I feel much better now. Thank you, Zhuyu."

Qin Zhuyu sat down next to Ye Wanqing, her eyes inadvertently swept in the direction of Zhao Yu, and then she gently patted Ye Wanqing's shoulder:

"Wanqing, look over there."

The two of them turned around together, only to find that Lin Xuan was no longer in his original position.

Qin Zhuyu's face showed a trace of confusion: "Strange, I saw him here just now, how come he disappeared in the blink of an eye?"

Ye Wanqing had already guessed who Qin Zhuyu was referring to: "Are you talking about Lin Xuan?"

Qin Zhuyu nodded: "Yeah, when I went to pour water just now, I saw him helping you tidy up the coat I put on you."

"Oh, by the way, Secretary Zhao is also sick." Qin Zhuyu added.

Qin Zhuyu's tone was filled with disdain: "I don't think he is a good boss who would personally accompany his secretary to the hospital."

Ye Wanqing felt the same way, but she didn't want Lin Xuan's affairs to disturb her thoughts too much:

"Maybe he has other things to deal with."

Qin Zhuyu stared at Ye Wanqing, as if she wanted to say something, but ultimately chose to remain silent.

After all, the past between the two and Lin Xuan has long become a thing of the past, and those belated concerns and care now seem not so precious.

Soon after, the two of them finished and left the hospital where the infusion room was located. Ye Wanqing's physical condition was still poor, so driving a car was naturally a luxury.

Qin Zhuyu carefully fastened her seat belt, then turned around, her eyes full of concern: "Wanqing, what would you like to eat for dinner?"

Ye Wanqing shook her head slightly, a trace of apology on her face: "I really don't have much appetite, it doesn't matter what I eat."

Qin Zhuyu thought for a moment, then suggested, "Since we're sick, let's eat something lighter. There's a great porridge shop nearby. How about we go there and have a bowl of porridge?"

Ye Wanqing nodded slightly, with a hint of gratitude in her voice: "Okay, thank you, Zhuyu."

After the two of them had a simple dinner outside, Qin Zhuyu personally sent Ye Wanqing back to the villa. She carefully took Ye Wanqing's temperature and confirmed that she did not have a fever before leaving with peace of mind.

Ye Wanqing stood alone on the balcony, watching Qin Zhuyu's car drive away, then turned back to her room to wash up and rest.

Although the fever had subsided, she still felt a little unwell. This cold seemed particularly stubborn, lasting for nearly half a month before Ye Wanqing gradually regained her former vitality.

After recovering from her illness, Ye Wanqing made a rare decision. She decided to go out and meet someone - Jiang Yubo.

Although Jiang Yubo's flower gift had displeased her, she had put it on hold due to illness. However, Jiang Yubo did not give up and recently called her again to invite her to go see the ginkgo trees together.

Ye Wanqing did not accept the invitation but chose another place.

When she arrived, she found Jiang Yubo already waiting under the ginkgo tree. She parked the car, slowly walked towards Jiang Yubo, and said softly, "Let's go in."

She was wearing an elegant beige long dress, which made her look particularly gentle and charming among the yellow leaves in autumn.

"Wanqing, today is so beautiful, so beautiful that it makes my heart beat faster!" Jiang Yubo praised sincerely.

Ye Wanqing smiled slightly and responded politely: "Thank you."

Just as she was about to take a step forward, she saw a man and a woman passing by. The man was Lin Xuan, and the woman was a stranger she had never seen before.

Lin Xuan also noticed her presence, and his eyes instantly became deep and complicated. When he looked at Jiang Yubo, there was a subtle chill in his eyes.

Ye Wanqing just took a quick glance and quickly looked away.

She whispered to Jiang Yubo, who had also noticed Lin Xuan, "Let's ignore them and go in first."

However, the woman next to Lin Xuan keenly caught his gaze.

She looked back and immediately recognized Ye Wanqing.

She gently played with her hair and said with a playful smile, "It's Miss Ye, what a coincidence."

Zhao Wan'er looked at Lin Xuan with a playful look in her eyes: "Boss Lin, aren't you going to go over and say hello?"

As Lin Xuan's ex-wife, Zhao Wan'er had long heard of Ye Wanqing's name. She didn't expect to run into her here today, which made her feel a little surprised and excited.

Lin Xuan frowned slightly, and said with a hint of displeasure in his voice: "No need."

Zhao Wan'er chuckled, her tone somewhat provocative: "It seems that some people are still a little jealous."

Lin Xuan's voice became cold and firm: "Miss Zhao, I'm not interested in playing this boring game with you."

Seeing this, Zhao Wan'er restrained her smile and her tone became serious: "Okay, I was just joking to lighten the atmosphere. Let's go in and talk about business."

After saying that, she made a gesture of invitation.

Lin Xuan didn't look at Ye Wanqing again, but walked forward with big strides.