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

Chapter 157 A random bit of mandarin duck music

A moment later, Lin Xuan stepped into his car, but did not rush to start the engine.

He slowly lit a long cigarette, slowly rolled down the car window halfway, letting the night breeze gently brush across his face, his arms casually resting on the window sill, quietly inhaling and exhaling smoke.

Zhao Jinyu's parting words were like an invisible sharp blade, accurately piercing the old wounds deep in his heart, leaving him nowhere to hide and only allowing the pain to spread in his heart.

At this moment, a sudden cell phone ring broke the silence. Lin Xuan frowned slightly and took out his cell phone with some displeasure.

Glancing at the screen, he quickly answered the call: "Butler?"

"Master, something bad has happened to the old lady. Please come to the hospital immediately." The housekeeper's voice was filled with anxiety.

Lin Xuan's expression instantly became serious, "I'll be there right away."

He quickly put out the cigarette in his hand, threw his cell phone aside, and stepped on the accelerator. The car was like a black lightning, instantly cutting through the night and rushing towards the hospital.

On the other side, Ye Wanqing had just finished taking a shower, and the box of tea that Zhao Jinyu sent her suddenly appeared in her mind.

She walked lightly to the balcony and looked up at the deep and quiet night sky.

The moonlight tonight is exceptionally bright, but the occasional gaps in the clouds seem to indicate that there may be a drizzle tomorrow.

The tea leaves were placed on the porch downstairs. Ye Wanqing was not worried that someone would take them away without permission. She was more concerned about the coming rain, fearing that the precious tea leaves would get wet, thus disappointing Zhao Jinyu's kindness.

Thinking of this, she turned back to her room, took out a soft knitted coat from the closet, put it on, and hurried downstairs.

The box of tea lay quietly in the corner of the porch, and Ye Wanqing saw it at a glance. She bent down, gently picked up the bag, and carefully took out the tea box inside.

Looking at the exquisite tea box, Ye Wanqing couldn't help but secretly admire it in her heart, thinking that this must be a box of rare and high-quality tea.

Although she was not proficient in the tea ceremony, Mrs. Lin was an expert in tea tasting. She often made tea for the old lady and over time, she also learned some basic techniques.

Ye Wanqing's mood also became cheerful after receiving such a box of good tea. She had just taken medicine, and with the pleasant weather tonight, her mood was particularly comfortable and her emotions were relatively stable.

So she just took a sleeping pill, sent a message of thanks to Zhao Jinyu, then turned off the lights in the room and prepared to go to bed.

Although falling asleep is still a little difficult, it is much better than the previous few days.

Before half past eleven, Ye Wanqing had already fallen into a deep sleep.

At this time, Lin Xuan had already rushed to the hospital.

Mrs. Lin had been wheeled back to the ward from the emergency room. At the age of over 80, an accidental fall was enough to cause her great suffering.

"Young Master." The housekeeper came out of the tea room carrying a kettle and saw Lin Xuan. "The old lady went for a walk after dinner and saw a cute kitten in a tree. She wanted to reach out and hug it, but she lost her balance and fell down."

After hearing this, Lin Xuan's heart suddenly tightened: "What did the doctor say?"

"Fortunately, the old lady didn't hurt her head, but her leg was broken and she needs to recuperate slowly," the housekeeper replied.

Hearing this, Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Butler, thank you for your hard work. I'll go see my mother."

In the ward, Mrs. Lin was lying on the bed. The pain in her legs made her face pale and her brows furrowed.

Seeing Lin Xuan push the door open and walk in, she reluctantly turned her head and said, "It's so late, why are you still here?"

Although she said this, her eyes flickered with anticipation. Lin Xuan walked to the bedside and gently placed his hand in her palm.

Mrs. Lin held his hand tightly, as if this fall made her feel unprecedented fear and anxiety, and her hands were trembling slightly.

"The housekeeper has already reported it to me." Mrs. Lin slowly released her hand and turned her gaze towards the housekeeper who had followed in, with a hint of reproach in her eyes, "Didn't I tell you to tell me tomorrow?"

The housekeeper just smiled gently and brushed off Mrs. Lin's reproach lightly.

Lin Xuan's gaze lingered on the housekeeper for a moment. "You really didn't do it right this time. No matter what happened, you should have informed me immediately."

"Young Master is absolutely right." The butler responded with a smile, then poured a glass of water and handed it to Lin Xuan, signaling him with his eyes to feed it to Mrs. Lin.

Lin Xuan took the cup and touched the wall of the cup with his index finger to feel the water temperature. Then he carefully handed it to Mrs. Lin: "Mom, have some water."

Mrs. Lin has always been strong-willed. This time, she fell down while hugging the cat in a fit of rage, which made her feel a little embarrassed: "I can do it myself."

Lin Xuan did not give in. Their eyes met in the air for a few seconds, and finally Mrs. Lin compromised reluctantly.

The butler watched this scene from the side and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and let out a chuckle.

After drinking the water, Mrs. Lin slowly closed her eyes, as if she was lost in thought. When she opened her eyes again, she suddenly asked, "Are you working overtime so late again tonight?"

Mrs. Lin's tone was somewhat casual, as if she didn't expect Lin Xuan to have a different answer.

However, before she finished her words, Lin Xuan gave an unexpected answer: "No."

Mrs. Lin was stunned when she heard this. "Are you having a party with friends?"

Lin Xuan put down the water cup and glanced at the old lady with a deep look: "I just came back from Ye Wanqing."

These words not only surprised Mrs. Lin, but even the housekeeper who was sorting the medicine box slipped and the medicine bottle fell to the ground with a "clang". The sound was extremely clear in the ward.

Mrs. Lin was obviously shocked by this answer. She stared at Lin Xuan, her eyes full of confusion: "Are you looking for trouble with Ye Wanqing again?"

Mrs. Lin was not unwilling to think positively, but she knew Lin Xuan's character too well. He had denied his feelings for Ye Wanqing many times before.

Mrs. Lin is not the kind of stubborn old woman who would force Lin Xuan and Ye Wanqing to be together. She has long since let go of things.

After hearing what Mrs. Lin said, Lin Xuan was silent for a moment before he slowly said, "No."

Mrs. Lin exclaimed in surprise, "That's really strange! Then why did you go looking for Ye Wanqing?"

Lin Xuan lowered his head and did not answer the old lady's question, as if he was lost in his own thoughts.

Just then, Lin Shuhuai hurried into the ward.

She looked at Mrs. Lin, then at Lin Xuan, and finally shifted her gaze to the smirking housekeeper: "Housekeeper, what's going on?"

The atmosphere in the ward seemed a little subtle.

The housekeeper glanced at Lin Xuan, not daring to say anything more. He just shook his head and said, "Nothing. The old lady and the young master are chatting."

"What did you talk about?" Lin Shuhuai put down the bag in his hand, walked to the other side of Mrs. Lin, and asked with concern.

Mrs. Lin glanced at Lin Xuan sideways, and said with a hint of ridicule: "Nothing, just chatting about the iron tree blooming."

Lin Shuhuai naturally heard the hidden meaning in Mrs. Lin's words. She looked at Lin Xuan and couldn't help laughing: "Which girl is so charming?"

Lin Xuan glanced at Lin Shuhuai with a calm look: "Ye Wanqing."

Lin Shuhuai was stunned when she heard this, but she quickly reacted. She raised the corners of her lips and revealed a meaningful smile: "I told you so."

Last time in the cemetery, he was holding a bouquet of roses for no reason, and it turned out to be for Ye Wanqing.

Lin Shuhuai took the water cup from the butler, took a sip, and then slowly said, "This time, we are not randomly matching people, right?"

Mrs. Lin had been unhappy about Lin Xuan and Ye Wanqing's divorce, but now that she heard that Lin Xuan had feelings for Ye Wanqing, she immediately felt proud:

"It's hard to say. Ye Wanqing is beautiful and has a good personality. There must be a lot of men chasing after her."

Hearing this, Lin Xuan called out helplessly, "Mother."

"It's no use calling me...!" Mrs. Lin laughed so hard that she couldn't stop.

As soon as Mrs. Lin said this, Lin Shuhuai and the housekeeper couldn't help laughing. The ward was instantly filled with warmth and joy.