Chapter 169 She Has No Romantic Feelings for You
Chapter 169 She Has No Romantic Feelings for You
Lin Xuan was quick to stop the elevator door from closing. Ye Wanqing thanked him softly and stepped out of the elevator with a slightly heavy step.
She slowly walked towards her room, fumbled for the room card from her bag, swiped it lightly, and the door unlocked.
The moment before stepping into the room, she turned back involuntarily, and her sight happened to catch Lin Xuan's figure following closely behind her.
She rubbed her lips gently, as if she had a thousand words to say but didn't know where to start. "I think I need a rest for a while."
Although she had gradually pulled herself out of the vortex of emotions and regained some rationality and calmness, the burden in her heart still made her breathless, and even the strength to speak seemed particularly precious.
"I won't be a bother to you." Lin Xuan's voice was firm and gentle, with a sincerity that could not be ignored.
Thinking back to how she had cried helplessly in his arms before, it seemed that she really couldn't find a suitable excuse to refuse his company at this moment.
Ye Wanqing didn't have the extra energy to deal with Lin Xuan. She chose to remain silent, just quietly pushed open the door and stepped into her own little world.
Along the way, she was still wrapped in the slightly bulky down jacket. Even in the warm air indoors, fine beads of sweat had quietly seeped out of her back, but she didn't notice it.
After entering the room, she took off her coat, subconsciously wanting to get rid of the restraints on her body and change into comfortable pajamas, but she inadvertently remembered Lin Xuan's existence.
Noticing her movements, Lin Xuan considerately turned around with his back to her, giving her enough private space.
Although he couldn't see her, he could clearly sense the subtle movements behind her, followed by the sound of the door closing gently, and then the subtle sound of the bathroom door opening and closing.
Lin Xuan frowned slightly, his eyes involuntarily looking towards the bathroom, his heart full of worry.
Ye Wanqing quickly walked out of the bathroom and changed into a light short-sleeved shirt and shorts. Her skin looked particularly white and delicate under the light, like a newly blooming lotus.
She walked straight to the bed, saying she wanted to rest, and then closed her eyes. As to whether she really fell asleep, perhaps only she knew best.
On the other side, Qin Zhuyu and the others received a brief message from Ye Wanqing in the small group, and the originally lively atmosphere instantly cooled down.
Zhao Jinyu originally went to look for Li Mingzhi, but he never expected that in such a short period of time, changes had occurred that he was completely unaware of.
Qin Zhuyu knew Ye Wanqing's character very well. She never lost control of her emotions or left the table suddenly for no reason. She was always so calm and would inform others in advance even if something happened.
However, this time, she left quietly, leaving only her belongings in the rest area, but she was nowhere to be found.
Qin Zhuyu felt uneasy, and she instinctively felt that something might have happened to Ye Wanqing.
But then she learned from Qin Huai that Lin Xuan was with Ye Wanqing, and that Ye Wanqing personally reported that she was safe, and her mood calmed down a little.
But she still wanted to know what Ye Wanqing had experienced during that missing half hour.
However, no one knew the answer, even Qin Huai was confused.
Qin Zhuyu looked at Qin Huai, and the anger in her heart was ignited again: "It's all your fault! If you hadn't brought Lin Xuan here, none of this would have happened!"
Qin Huai seemed a little bewildered in the face of Qin Zhuyu's accusations: "Although Lin Xuan is a bit withdrawn, he wouldn't do anything excessive to Ye Wanqing!"
Qin Zhuyu sneered, "Aloof? That's harsh! Which woman can tolerate such a harsh man?"
Qin Huai couldn't help but wonder in his heart when he heard this. Lin Xuan's personality was indeed unpredictable.
He stopped arguing, while Qin Zhuyu stared at her phone screen, feeling extremely irritated. She picked up the ski poles at hand and swung them at Qin Huai without hesitation.
Qin Huai staggered and nearly fell to the ground. "Qin Zhuyu! You're really going against the will of heaven! You even dare to hit your own brother!"
"I'm going to hit you!" Qin Zhuyu showed no sign of weakness. She raised her ski poles again and hit Qin Huai hard.
After venting her frustration, Qin Zhuyu turned to Zhao Jinyu and Li Mingzhi, "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Li, I'm really sorry. I'm not in the mood to play anymore. Please continue."
Qin Zhuyu's mood had hit rock bottom, and Zhao Jinyu and Li Mingzhi naturally had no desire to continue having fun.
So, the four of them returned to the hotel together, each immersed in a sea of thoughts.
On the way back, Qin Huai kept sending messages to Lin Xuan, trying to find out what had happened, but every message seemed to be swallowed by the silent abyss, and there was no response.
His fingers jumped on the phone screen, but the anxiety in his heart grew like weeds.
After arriving at the hotel, Qin Zhuyu's footsteps involuntarily walked towards Ye Wanqing's room. Her fingertips lightly touched the cold door, and just as she was about to knock, she heard Zhao Jinyu's gentle but firm voice from the other end of the corridor:
"Ms. Qin, since she has clearly stated that she wants to rest, let's not disturb her peace anymore."
Qin Zhuyu's hand was suspended in the air, trembling slightly. She paused for a moment, as if weighing something, and finally slowly withdrew her hand.
Zhao Jinyu's words rang in his ears again, with a hint of subtle tenderness: "Wanqing has always known how to keep a sense of propriety. She will handle her own affairs well."
Qin Zhuyu had mixed feelings. She knew very well that Ye Wanqing was strong and independent, but the worry was like a vine entwining her heart.
She pursed her lips slightly, and finally just held the phone, turned around and went back to her room. The door slowly closed behind her, isolating all emotions outside the door.
Seeing this, Qin Huai shook his head helplessly, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he turned back to his room.
He understood that at this moment, perhaps giving each other some space was the best option. After all, dinner time was approaching, and everything would eventually get better.
Zhao Jinyu and Li Mingzhi exchanged a subtle look, as if they could understand each other's thoughts without saying much.
Zhao Jinyu gently pushed open the door and invited Li Mingzhi into the room. Then she handed him a bottle of mineral water. The two sat side by side on the sofa, and the atmosphere seemed a little solemn.
"What do you think of the situation?" Zhao Jinyu broke the silence first, his eyes full of concern and worry.
Li Mingzhi shook his head slightly, frowning. "Based on my observations today, Miss Ye is normal when interacting with others. Her manners are decent and her conversation is generous. But..."
He paused, as if searching for the right words. "I could sense her inner struggle and anxiety. Although she tried hard to smile and actively participate in our conversation, there was an indescribable fatigue in her eyes."
Zhao Jinyu nodded slightly when she heard this, with a barely perceptible hint of heartache flashing in her eyes: "The last time I saw her, she was in even worse condition than this.
When I returned to my hometown, she almost closed herself off in her own world.
It was raining heavily that day, and she suddenly suggested going to Moon Bay. But when we got there, she just stood quietly in the pavilion, gazing into the distance without saying a word.
"During that period, her mental state was extremely poor, with dark circles under her eyes and a pale complexion, and it was obvious that she had been sleep deprived for a long time.
I even found sleeping pills on the table in her room." Zhao Jinyu's voice was low and heavy, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart.
Li Mingzhi listened quietly, with a hint of sympathy and worry in his eyes.
He looked at Zhao Jinyu and said slowly, "Today, although Miss Ye's condition is not good, it has improved compared to before.
She must have had a good rest last night. Although she was depressed, she was not negative. I think she may have realized her problem and is actively seeking treatment.
Zhao Jinyu responded softly, her eyes filled with complicated emotions: "Do you think her condition is serious?"
Li Mingzhi pondered for a moment, and finally spoke slowly: "Until just now, I thought Miss Ye's condition was not too serious.
Although her mood is not easy to get excited, she has little desire to communicate, and she suffers from severe insomnia, these problems are not unsolvable. However..."
He changed the subject, his tone becoming more serious, "You were only gone for ten minutes, and Miss Ye suddenly left without saying goodbye. This is totally out of character for her."
She is a careful and measured person and would not make such a decision lightly."
"What kind of unexpected incident could have caused her to panic so much at the ski resort? Even if she was injured, she wouldn't have left without even putting on protective gear.
The only possibility is that her mental state has reached the brink of collapse, and she was deeply stimulated by someone or something, and her emotions instantly lost control."
“From the message she just sent, although she was depressed, she has regained her composure.
This shows that she has come out of that extreme emotion. However, her mood can change so drastically in a short period of time, which is definitely not a good thing."
Having said that, Li Mingzhi turned his gaze to Zhao Jinyu again, with a barely perceptible heaviness in his tone: "Besides, I don't think Miss Ye wants you to worry too much about her condition.
Her feelings towards you are more like friendship than love between a man and a woman."
When Zhao Jinyu heard this, an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.
He understood that he had not entered Ye Wanqing's heart.
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