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

Ye Wanqing deliberately kept a distance from Lin Xuan. Only after their figures disappeared at the end of the corridor did she leisurely walk to the box she had reserved.

She was wearing an elegant long dress, and there was a subtle sense of reserve in her steps.

Jiang Yubo followed behind her like a shadow. The smile that originally hung easily on the corner of his mouth had now faded, replaced by a look of concentration.

Things are unpredictable. The box chosen by Li Meng happened to be next to Lin Xuan and his friends, as if it was a little joke played by fate.

Fortunately, the club's private rooms are designed with great care and have first-class soundproofing facilities. Even if they are close together, they are enough to isolate all external noise and ensure the privacy of every guest.

Ye Wanqing gently placed her handbag on the side of the sofa, gracefully picked up the menu on the table, and then handed one to Jiang Yubo. Although her voice was a little low, it carried a gentleness that could not be ignored:

"Enjoy the food first, we'll discuss business later."

Her words revealed a hint of weakness, as if she had just recovered from a not-so-serious illness.

Jiang Yubo took the menu, glanced at it casually, and ticked off a few exquisite dishes. Then, as if remembering something, he fished out a box of exquisite throat lozenges from his suit pocket and gently placed it in front of Ye Wanqing.

"This is very helpful for soothing a sore throat."

Ye Wanqing glanced at him indifferently, her eyes finally landing on the box of lozenges on the table. A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but it carried a hint of repulsion.

"You know, I never liked sweets."

After saying that, she did not reach out to touch the box of throat lozenges, and Jiang Yubo seemed to have anticipated her reaction. He did not retract his hand, but just smiled slightly, and the box of throat lozenges lay there quietly.

There is a subtle atmosphere in the air, which is filled with unspoken care, mixed with a hint of alienation and persistence.

Ye Wanqing gently flipped through the menu and carefully selected two special dishes and a bowl of warm and nourishing soup. After the waiter carefully wrote down each dish, he politely left the box, leaving a quiet space belonging to the two of them.

The soft lighting in the box illuminated her simple yet elegant outfit, making her look even more outstanding.

Jiang Yubo's eyes unconsciously followed her movements. When she looked over, a complex emotion flashed across his eyes, as if he wanted to say something but was hesitant.

"I'm really sorry for the misunderstanding last time. I hope you can understand my position."

Ye Wanqing just raised her eyelids slightly and responded with a short and cold "hmm", obviously not intending to dwell on this matter any further.

Seeing this, Jiang Yubo's brows unconsciously furrowed a little, as if he realized that this meeting was unusual.

"You asked me out today specifically to formally discuss the termination of the contract, right?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Wanqing finally looked him in the eye, a look of unquestionable determination in her eyes:

"I already hinted to you last month that my patience is not very abundant, and I don't like being betrayed."

She coughed lightly, her voice slightly hoarse, then pulled out a document she had prepared long ago from her handbag and gently pushed it in front of Jiang Yubo:

"Here are the detailed terms of the termination. Please read them carefully. If you have no objections, please sign them."

Jiang Yubo's eyes fell on the document, but he did not reach out to take it immediately. Instead, he asked:

"What if I refuse to sign?"

Ye Wanqing's face still maintained that calm expression:

"You have the right to refuse, but this will mean that the company will no longer provide you with any resources and support, and you may need to face the future alone."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yubo's lips curled up into a strange smile. That smile contained a hint of self-mockery and relief, which was very different from his usual stern image. It was as if at this moment, he had let down all his defenses and revealed his truest self.

Ye Wanqing looked at him quietly without interrupting this rare expression of honesty. For a moment, the only sounds in the box were the occasional sound of the wind coming from outside the window and the subtle emotional fluctuations between the two.

Jiang Yubo's smile froze in the air. After a moment, he slowly spoke with a hint of self-mockery in his tone:

"You must have misunderstood. I never thought about becoming famous in the entertainment industry."

Ye Wanqing was not too surprised by this. After all, the family power behind the person who could easily buy that sky-high priced artwork should not be underestimated.

She signed him on a whim, but she also placed her hopes on his future popularity. After all, as the helmsman of the company, profit has always been her primary goal.

However, Yuehua Entertainment has many artists under its banner, and she doesn't need to get herself into unnecessary trouble just for Jiang Yubo.

"I have some understanding of your family background." Ye Wanqing smiled faintly, a hint of alienation hidden in her smile, "But that's not important to me."

She gently put down the teacup in her hand and continued:

"I signed you simply because you caught my eye at that moment. And now, I choose not to renew your contract simply because you no longer please me."

Jiang Yubo's face instantly turned gloomy, and his smile disappeared.

Just at this moment, the waiter pushed a food cart loaded with delicious food into the box and began to place the dishes one by one.

Ye Wanqing picked up the water glass again and took a sip. "You can eat first and then take your time to read the contract. If you have any requests, feel free to ask. As long as they are not excessive, I will do my best to meet them."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yubo pushed the contract aside, his eyes flashing with resentment:

"Then why did you choose me in the first place?"

Ye Wanqing gently blew the hot steam off the soup, her voice soft but firm:

"No particular reason, I just think you look a bit like a friend of mine."

"Friends?" Jiang Yubo obviously didn't buy this answer. He sneered, "What kind of friends?"

Ye Wanqing put down the spoon in her hand and looked directly at him: "I told you before, you look a lot like him."

Ye Wanqing could never use the word "old friend" to describe Su Junyan.

"Since I look like him, why do I want to terminate the contract?" Jiang Yubo asked, with a bit of unwillingness and anger in his tone.

Ye Wanqing took a sip of soup, her tone calm and indifferent:

"My friend and I had a very close relationship, and I didn't want to see anyone like him being wronged, so I felt compassion. But now, that compassion is gone, so I've decided to terminate the contract. Is that hard to understand?"

She paused slightly and continued, "I helped you out of sympathy. Now that my sympathy has faded, I'm unwilling to help you anymore. What's wrong with that? It's only natural and understandable."

Jiang Yubo grew up in the Jiang family and has always been a leader among his peers. He is used to embarrassing others, but he has never had his self-esteem hurt so ruthlessly by Ye Wanqing as he did today.

He just felt a sense of suffocation in his chest that was difficult to express, and his whole body seemed to be tightly bound by an invisible force, unable to break free.

Faced with a table full of delicacies, Jiang Yubo found it difficult to swallow, as if chewing wax. In contrast, Ye Wanqing savored every bite of food, enjoying the tranquility and deliciousness.

Jiang Yubo's eyes were fixed on Ye Wanqing. With a force of his fingers, he tore the contract in his hand into pieces: "I already know the real reason why you insist on terminating the contract."

Ye Wanqing was dining elegantly. Upon hearing his words, she swallowed the food in her mouth slowly, then slowly raised her head with a questioning look in her eyes: "Oh? Tell me about it."

"As long as you agree to my three conditions, I promise not to bother you again from now on." Jiang Yubo's tone was filled with an unquestionable determination.

Ye Wanqing smiled lightly, her voice soft but firm: "The cornerstone of negotiation is that both sides are evenly matched. You have nothing now, but you are trying to negotiate with me. This does not seem wise."

"Actually, whether you terminate the contract or not doesn't have much impact on me."

"You knew I wouldn't agree to terminate the contract, so why did you agree to go on the date?"

"Didn't you say you would treat me to a meal to make amends?"

Ye Wanqing said lightly, while continuing to taste the soup, a relaxed and happy smile on her face, as if all the disputes had nothing to do with her.

This sentence made Jiang Yubo speechless and unable to respond.

About half an hour after the meal, Jiang Yubo hardly touched his chopsticks, while Ye Wanqing ate to great satisfaction.

When leaving, Ye Wanqing asked the waiter to pack up the remaining food. She was too lazy to cook tonight and planned to simply heat it up at home for dinner.

"Since you're treating, I'd like to trouble you to pay for the meal." Ye Wanqing picked up the packed lunch box without hesitation and prepared to leave.

At this moment, the door to the adjacent box slowly opened, and the person who came out was not Lin Xuan, but Zhao Wan'er, who was traveling with him. Zhao Wan'er glanced at Ye Wanqing, a playful smile on her lips, and then glanced at Jiang Yubo before turning and leaving.

"Please wait!"

Just as Ye Wanqing was about to step out of the box, Jiang Yubo suddenly called her.

Ye Wanqing stopped, turned sideways, and looked at him calmly:

"What else?"

There was no trace of emotion on her face.

Jiang Yubo stared at her and was silent for a few seconds. Until Ye Wanqing was about to turn around again, he finally spoke:

"Since I'm so similar to him, why can't you try to treat me like him?"

Ye Wanqing was slightly stunned, then replied:

"Because no one can replace his place in my heart."

After saying that, she left the box without stopping, leaving behind only a resolute back.