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

Chapter 199 Malicious Text Message

Lin Xuan had just finished the call, and the warmth of the phone was still on his fingertips, while Ye Wanqing, carrying an exquisite suitcase, walked lightly out of the airport hall, and her figure gradually blended into the bustling crowd.

Zhao Yu turned his gaze towards Lin Xuan the moment he hung up the phone and reported softly, "Mr. Lin, Miss Ye has left the airport. Should we continue our trip?"

Lin Xuan's gaze remained on the direction where Ye Wanqing had left, as if he could penetrate the crowd and capture that beautiful figure. He casually replied, "Well, proceed as planned."

Before he finished speaking, he took off and strode towards the airport exit. The driver of the special car had been waiting at the exit for a long time. When he saw Lin Xuan, he immediately stepped forward and opened the door for him.

Coincidentally, when Lin Xuan's car drove out of the airport and onto the highway, Ye Wanqing's car happened to be driving side by side.

Zhao Yu had sharp eyes and recognized Ye Wanqing's familiar car at a glance. He couldn't help but be a little surprised. He quickly turned around to look at Lin Xuan in the back seat.

Inside the car, Lin Xuan's eyes were slightly closed, as if he was lost in thought, or perhaps dozing off.

Zhao Yu hesitated for a long time, but decided to quietly remind: "Boss Lin, Miss Ye's car is right next to us, do you need..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Xuan's eyes slowly opened. His black eyes, as deep as the night sky, accurately captured the silhouette of Ye Wanqing's car through the car window.

At this moment, the traffic light ahead turned red, and the two cars stopped at the same time.

The driver's window of Ye Wanqing's Mercedes-Benz slowly rolled down, and Lin Xuan could clearly see her profile through the rearview mirror, her face focused on the road. Compared to the last time they met, she looked much better, with a faint blush on her cheeks.

Lin Xuan's black eyes flickered slightly, and he looked down at the watch on his wrist. It was still early, and everything was still in time.

Soon, the green light came on again, and Ye Wanqing skillfully stepped on the accelerator and the car started again. She knew that if she delayed any longer at this point, she might encounter rush hour traffic.

At the same time, Xu Xinyi had just stepped into the Xu family's gate when she met Xu's mother who was about to leave. She called out softly, "Mom."

Seeing her daughter return, Xu's mother's eyes were filled with heartache and pity. Since Xu Xinyi was released from prison, she seemed to have been reborn, exuding an indescribable tenacity and maturity. Xu's mother asked gently:

"Xinyi, Mommy has an appointment with someone to get a massage to relax. Why don't you come with us? Enjoy yourself."

Xu Xinyi shook her head gently and refused with a smile: "No, Mom, you guys go ahead. I'm a little tired today and want to go upstairs and rest first."

As she spoke, she picked up the exquisite little bag in her hand and turned to walk towards the stairs. Mother Xu looked at her daughter's gradually receding back, feeling a mixture of emotions in her heart. She couldn't help but secretly blame Ye Wanqing in her heart.

That kind of place where there is no freedom at all is simply the cruelest test of human nature, and my daughter suffered in that environment for more than three months.

After being released from prison, she seemed to have been carved into greater silence by the years and suffering. She was no longer keen on the parties and shopping that once made her glamorous, but chose to lock herself in her small home, isolated from the world.

For Ye Wanqing, Lin Xuan resolutely severed his long-standing close cooperative relationship with the Xu family, which made Xu's mother indignant. Although she kept scolding Ye Wanqing, she could only dare not speak out because of Lin Xuan's power.

However, Xu's mother's tolerance does not mean that Xu Xinyi will do the same.

Xu Xinyi's hatred for Ye Wanqing spread like wildfire, unstoppable. Wherever she went, she could hear people talking about her behind her back. Even her former friend Bai Pinghui gradually distanced herself from her.

In this circle, she has become an object of ridicule, and the stain of being in jail is like a brand that can never be erased.

Xu Xinyi angrily tore the file bag and took out the investigation materials inside as if they were treasures.

That day, she witnessed Ye Wanqing walking out of Huiren Hospital with her own eyes, and the doubts in her heart grew like weeds, so she assigned Secretary Liang to conduct an in-depth investigation into everything about Ye Wanqing.

Secretary Liang went to great lengths, and after seven or eight days of arduous tracking, he finally presented the results of the investigation to Xu Xinyi today. When Xu Xinyi saw the diagnosis of Ye Wanqing's depression, a barely perceptible cruel smile flashed in her eyes.

Depression? How could that be possible! Ye Wanqing's bright smile didn't look like someone suffering from depression.

However, when she continued to look through the information, she saw that the reason for Ye Wanqing's illness was actually a tragedy more than ten years ago. Su Zimo's brother died because of Ye Wanqing. She couldn't help but feel an inexplicable pleasure in her heart.

God is really helping me! Xu Xinyi was worried that she couldn't find a chance to let Ye Wanqing taste the despair. Now the news of depression is simply the best weapon given to her by God.

She looked down at the documents in her hand, and her laughter became more and more rampant. Even the aunt passing by was frightened by the sudden laughter and trembled all over.

It was already evening when Ye Wanqing returned to the villa. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the glass greenhouse. The roses, untended, were even more beautiful than she had imagined. She smiled and glanced at them, then dragged her suitcase into the villa.

For dinner, she simply made some light food. After eating, she sat quietly on the balcony for a while, feeling the breeze on her face, then returned to the room, washed away her fatigue, and prepared to rest.

She realized that she had finished her medicine and had to go to the hospital for a follow-up visit with Dr. Guan tomorrow.

Perhaps because she was too tired today, Ye Wanqing fell into a deep sleep quickly. Late at night, the phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated, the screen flashing a dazzling light in the darkness, but Ye Wanqing, who was sleeping soundly, was unaware of it.

It was not until the next morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone into the room through the gap in the curtains, that Ye Wanqing slowly woke up.

She turned her head to look out the window. The sun was shining brightly, and her mood also brightened. She got up to wash up, and when she went downstairs, she habitually picked up her phone, only to find that she had received several strange text messages last night.

Ye Wanqing's heart sank suddenly. She frowned and opened the text message, only to see the words written on the screen: "Ye Wanqing, can you still sleep? Su Junyan, who was killed by you, didn't even have the chance to watch the sunrise!" Every text message was like a sharp knife, stabbing her heart fiercely.

She stood in the middle of the stairs, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then forced herself to go downstairs, suppressing the discomfort in her heart.

Having lost her appetite for breakfast, she ate a few quick bites and then began practicing yoga. An hour later, she showered, changed into clean clothes, and decided to go to the hospital to see Dr. Guan.

When they arrived at the hospital, there were still patients in Dr. Guan's office. Ye Wanqing found a seat near the door. Everyone else was looking down at their phones, but she sat quietly, her hands on her knees, staring blankly ahead.

About half an hour later, the patient in the clinic finally left. Ye Wanqing knocked gently on the door, and after hearing the voice of "Come in" from inside, she slowly opened the door and walked in.

Seeing Ye Wanqing, Dr. Guan was obviously relieved: "Wanqing, didn't I ask you to come twice a week? Why are you so late this time?"

Ye Wanqing smiled bitterly: "Something happened with Su Zimo, and I was busy for a while."

Dr. Guan immediately understood what she meant: "Is it about the horse-riding incident? I saw that online, too."

Ye Wanqing nodded without saying anything more. She took out her cell phone and showed Dr. Guan the text message she had received last night.

After reading the text, Dr. Guan's expression turned serious. "Do you know who sent these text messages? In this case, I suggest you call the police. Ignore these text messages; the sender is clearly malicious."

Ye Wanqing was silent for a while before she slowly spoke: "It should be Zhang Duoer."

Doctor Guan frowned. "It's her again. This person is really too much. Wanqing, you have to be strong and don't let these malicious words affect you."