A beautiful summer night

Yun Meilan may love Yun Li, but such love is too suffocating.

In the name of love, he hurt her the most.

From childhood to adulthood, Yunli was repeatedly questioned, disappointed, and unappreciated, which eroded her love for her mother.

Now, all she wants is to break free of her shackles and be brave for herself.

Yun Meilan stood there stunned, clutching her chest and sobbing. Yun Li sniffed, then quickly went into her bedroom and locked the door.

The lights weren't on. Leaning against the door, she covered her mouth and nose, choking back sobs. Her legs gave way, and she slowly slid down, ending up crouching awkwardly on the ground.

The crying in the living room grew louder and louder, accompanied by Yun Meilan's remorseful apologies.

"sorry Sorry……"

"Mom doesn't know, Mom really doesn't know..."

The phone in her bag rang. Yunli wiped away her tears, didn't keep the other person waiting, and composed herself before answering the call.

Jiang Baichuan's clear voice slowly penetrated the electronic devices and entered Yun Li's ears: "In the living room?"

Nearly twenty minutes had passed since Yun Li entered the room, and Jiang Baichuan, not seeing the light on in her bedroom, began to worry that Yun Meilan might be putting pressure on her again.

Realizing that Jiang Baichuan was still downstairs, Yunli's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a sob escaped her lips.

"Yunli?" Sensing something was wrong, Jiang Baichuan had already gotten out of the car. "Did you two have a fight?"

"Hmm," Yun Li responded, then shook her head after a moment and said, "No, it doesn't count."

"I'll come up to you." There was a security gate downstairs, so Jiang Baichuan couldn't get in. He asked her, "What's your room number? Can you open the gate?"

Yunli stood up, turned on the bedroom light, and ran to the window: "Next time, okay? I'm fine, really."

"Jiang Baichuan, get in the car. I'll watch you leave." The window was opened, and the wind rushed in from all directions. Yun Li shivered as she faced the wind. When she looked up again, Jiang Baichuan was walking backward with his phone to his ear, looking up at Yun Li.

Two bright eyes met in the darkness.

"Okay, I'll listen to you next time." Jiang Baichuan replied, knowing that before Yun Meilan changed her opinion of him, his intervention would only make things worse.

Yunli said in a tearful voice, "Jiang Baichuan, you are so kind."

"Yes, if you can't solve it, tell me." Jiang Baichuan's eyes were clear. "Yunli, don't forget that I'm here for you."

Yunli said she wanted to resolve her issues with Yun Meilan herself, and he agreed, but only if Yunli would not get hurt again.

He allowed her to be strong, but he didn't want to see her suffer.

"Okay," Yunli replied softly, "You should go back now."

The phone call continued uninterrupted. She watched Jiang Baichuan get into the car, watched him turn the car around, the wind making her feel very clear-headed. As she watched the car disappear, she slowly opened her lips and said, "Jiang Baichuan, thank you for loving me."

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The weather in the northern part of the city is unpredictable. After a sunny New Year, the past few days have seen rain. Mist mingles in the early morning, and the newly arrived batch of flowers at Jinzhi Flower Shop are still in bud, glistening with dew.

Flowers blooming in winter are magnificent, dazzling, and vibrant.

Xia Wanzhi knew what happened last night, so when she came over this morning, she boiled two eggs for Yunli to apply to her eyes to reduce swelling.

Yunli peeled the eggshell and ate the whole thing.

Xia Wanzhi: "..."

"I specially asked my husband to cook a few more to help reduce your swelling." Seeing that she was choking, Xia Wanzhi quickly got up to pour her a glass of water.

After finishing the dry egg, Yunli took a while to speak: "Thank you so much, husband."

Xia Wanzhi clicked her tongue, chuckled, and patted the table. Then, she tenderly cupped Xia Wanzhi's face and said, "How long have you been crying? Your eyes are so swollen."

Yunli smiled and said, "That's just how my body is. It's alright. At least we've talked things out."

At least, Yun Meilan will no longer strongly oppose her being with Jiang Baichuan.

"By the way, I heard your husband did an interview with a financial news outlet?" Yun Li sat up straight, moved Xia Wanzhi's chair to face her, and said with a gossipy expression, "Tell me, what happened that made Xie Qiyan realize that he was willing to appear in public for an interview?"

Xia Wanzhi scratched her cheek and smiled helplessly: "It's because a few days ago some netizens asked me to enter the entertainment industry, saying that I have good chemistry with Qi Shi."

So Xie Qiyan felt uneasy, became jealous, exploded, and acted like the devil himself.

Giving interviews and making public appearances is solely to assert sovereignty.

Let those blind netizens see that he and his wife are the only couple in the world with the best chemistry.

Other men can only, and must, stand aside.

Yunli clapped her hands: "Wow!"

At the same time, in the top-floor president's office of the Xie Group, Xie Qiyan sat upright, expressionless, watching the reporters from Wenda Media adjust their filming and recording equipment.

"Is it done yet?" Yu Fei urged, noticing the young reporter next to him flinch at his sudden question, and couldn't help but chuckle. "Dear reporters, don't be nervous, our CEO Xie doesn't eat people."

If anyone's going to eat someone, it'll be his wife.

Huo Yang, who was standing next to him, glared at him.

Do I not want this month's bonus?

Yu Fei touched his nose and awkwardly shut his mouth.

When it came time for the Q&A session, I couldn't help but remind him, "Mr. Xie, this interview is being broadcast worldwide, you..."

Give me a little face and answer with a few more words.

But he dared not say it aloud, and forced a smile, hoping his boss would understand.

The interview officially began, and the first question the reporter asked, following procedure, was why Xie Qiyan had chosen Wenda Media.

Perhaps they saw this as warming up the atmosphere.

Or perhaps Xie Qiyan chose Wenda among the many media outlets, and for a time, they became so arrogant that they forgot what kind of person Xie Qiyan was in the rumors.

Xie Qiyan didn't answer, but slightly raised his gaze, his sharp eyes intimidating.

Huo Yang reminded him from the side: "Next question."

Yu Fei added, "Wenda should know how to edit interview videos."