Chapter 187 She has a cold
Chapter 187 She has a cold
Ye Wanqing sat quietly on the bench in the police station for about half an hour. The noise around her seemed to have nothing to do with her until a uniformed policeman walked in, followed closely by a man with a haggard face and flickering eyes. He was the culprit who spread false rumors about her.
Before this, Ye Wanqing had contacted her legal advisor Xiao Hongzhe through a brief phone call. Zhao Jinyu happened to be in Liangcheng to handle other matters due to his arrangements a few days ago.
When Ye Wanqing ended her brief and hostile eye contact with the rumormonger, Xiao Hongzhe appeared in the lobby of the police station with steady steps and sharp eyes.
His arrival instantly dispelled the irritability and anxiety in Ye Wanqing's heart.
"This is my attorney, Mr. Xiao Hongzhe." Ye Wanqing's voice was filled with unquestionable firmness. "Regarding this matter, please communicate directly with my attorney. He will fully represent my position and opinions."
She was unwilling to get entangled in the trivialities of compensation with such a morally corrupt person who seemed to be in a precarious financial situation. After all, how much practical significance could the amount of compensation have for her?
Before leaving, Ye Wanqing whispered to Xiao Hongzhe, her tone filled with unquestionable determination: "Personally, I am not seeking material compensation, so I will not issue a letter of understanding."
When Xiao Hongzhe heard this, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes. He had already seen Ye Wanqing's principles from her past attitude in handling affairs.
Whether it was the previous incident with Xu Xinyi or the sudden turmoil today, Ye Wanqing always faced the injustice and challenges in life with extraordinary calmness.
"I understand, Miss Ye." Xiao Hongzhe's answer was concise and powerful.
Just as Ye Wanqing was about to leave, a sudden nasal itch forced her to cover her face with a tissue and sneeze softly. This subtle movement revealed that she was unwell. Yes, she had a cold.
"I'll leave the next thing to you, Lawyer Xiao." There was a hint of imperceptible fatigue in Ye Wanqing's voice, but more of it was trust and dependence on Xiao Hongzhe.
"Don't worry, I will take care of it." Xiao Hongzhe's answer was just like his personality, steady and reliable.
As Ye Wanqing walked out of the police station, her cell phone rang at the right time, and Zhao Jinyu's name popped up on the screen.
He was currently on a business trip in Country F and had only learned of Ye Wanqing's misfortune last night. Due to the time difference, it was already afternoon in Country F.
"Brother Jinyu, are you back?" Ye Wanqing's voice was filled with surprise and joy.
"Not yet, but I've heard about you. How are things now?" Zhao Jinyu's voice was full of concern and anxiety.
"Xiao Hongzhe has already arrived at the police station. I will leave the follow-up matters to him." Ye Wanqing's words revealed her trust in Xiao Hongzhe's ability.
Zhao Jinyu felt a sense of relief when he heard this. Then, he heard Ye Wanqing sneeze softly, and his concern was evident: "Are you catching a cold? Take care of yourself. It's been raining a lot lately, and the temperature has fluctuated greatly."
"Okay, I understand. You too, please be careful and take care of yourself when you are abroad." There was a hint of tenderness and caution in Ye Wanqing's words.
While the two were talking, someone seemed to be calling Zhao Jinyu. Ye Wanqing said no more: "Brother Jinyu, you go ahead and do your work. I'm fine here. I'll hang up first."
"Okay, be careful."
Zhao Jinyu responded briefly and hung up the phone.
He quickly found Xiao Hongzhe's chat interface on his mobile phone, sent a short message, and then hurriedly followed the person who called him into the meeting room, but he was still worried about Ye Wanqing's safety.
He went overseas this time to negotiate a crucial market business. His schedule was very tight and it would be difficult for him to return home without three to five months.
After finishing the tedious work at the police station, Ye Wanqing decided to go to a nearby shopping mall to buy some fresh fruits to nourish her body.
When she returned with a full load and returned to the quiet villa, the setting sun was already hanging low in the sky, covering the earth with a layer of gentle golden gauze.
The weather today was exceptionally pleasant, with a gentle breeze and just the right amount of sunshine, which made her involuntarily think of the large sea of roses that Lin Xuan had painstakingly moved back yesterday.
Ye Wanqing walked to the first floor with a cup of warm water in her hand. Wherever she looked, the roses in the corners of the wall looked more vibrant after the baptism of wind and rain. Each rose spoke of the tenacity and indomitable spirit of life.
She opened her cell phone and checked the weather forecast, and learned that the sky would be clear and there would be no worries of rain in the next few days.
So she decided to go upstairs, put on some light clothes, and put the dozens of pots of roses back to their original positions, so that they could continue to bloom in the sun.
These roses were much more tenacious than she had expected. Even after experiencing countless storms last year, they still survived tenaciously and bloomed with their own beauty.
The afternoon sun shines through the gaps in the curtains and falls on the floor, bringing a sense of laziness and warmth.
After Ye Wanqing moved the roses, a layer of fine sweat beads had seeped out of her back. She was too lazy to cook, so she simply ordered a takeout and then bathed in the warm water, trying to wash away her fatigue.
At lunch, she had no appetite and only ate a few bites, then replaced the meal with water. Then she felt dizzy and decided to go back to her room for a short nap. She would start to organize the outline of the new book when she felt better.
However, she slept so soundly that she didn't even notice the phone ringing several times on the bedside table.
It was not until the clock struck four in the afternoon that Ye Wanqing slowly woke up, but she found that her physical condition had not improved after sleeping, but had become even worse.
She frowned and struggled to sit up, leaning against the head of the bed. She felt so weak that she didn't even seem to have the strength to raise her hands.
Although the sun was shining outside the window, she felt an inexplicable chill invading her body.
She subconsciously reached out and touched her forehead, only to find that the temperature was abnormal. It turned out that she had a fever.
With a splitting headache, she picked up her phone and saw several unread messages and missed calls left by Qin Zhuyu and Xiao Hongzhe. The last call was from Lin Xuan half an hour ago, and it only rang for a moment before he hung up in a hurry.
Ye Wanqing didn't bother to reply to each one of them. She simply glanced at the messages from Xiao Hongzhe and Qin Zhuyu, then went downstairs to find a fever-reducing pill and took it.
The illness made her thinking extremely slow, and the caller ID on her mobile phone screen seemed to become blurry.
After a few seconds of hesitation, she slowly pressed the answer button: "Lin Xuan?"
On the other end of the phone, Lin Xuan's voice was a little anxious: "Have you hired a lawyer?"
"Yes, please." Ye Wanqing's voice was a little hoarse and a little tired.
"Is it Xiao Hongzhe?" He remembered that in the last incident with Xu Xinyi, Ye Wanqing's attorney was Xiao Hongzhe.
"Yes." Ye Wanqing answered briefly.
Lin Xuan's mood suddenly became complicated. Xiao Hongzhe and Zhao Jinyu were close friends. This time when Ye Wanqing looked for Xiao Hongzhe, there was undoubtedly Zhao Jinyu's shadow as well.
He reached out and gently adjusted his tie, feeling an inexplicable sense of discomfort in his heart.
"If you need help, just ask." There was a hint of imperceptible tenderness in Lin Xuan's words.
"Thank you. If you really need me, I won't hesitate."
Ye Wanqing sniffed. Her head ached badly, and her throat felt like it was on fire. She didn't want to continue chatting, so she changed the subject: "Is there anything else? If not, I'll hang up first."
"Are you catching a cold?" Lin Xuan's voice was filled with concern.
"Maybe." Ye Wanqing frowned, feeling that Lin Xuan's greeting was a bit redundant, and hung up the phone directly.
She tossed her phone aside, pulled a soft blanket over her, and curled up on the couch.
Ye Wanqing didn't feel sleepy, but she had a splitting headache and a sore throat. She didn't want to do anything right now. She just wanted to lie quietly and let her body find a moment of peace.
The living room was so quiet that only the sound of her own breathing could be heard. Ye Wanqing closed her eyes slightly, and various images flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope:
Su Junyan gently warned her not to take the exam too far; her grandmother kindly told her to eat more and not get too thin; Mrs. Lin held her hand and lovingly said that Lin Xuan was just a softie with a sharp tongue, so she shouldn't mind...
Ye Wanqing couldn't tell what really happened and what was just a dream. Her tightly closed eyelids trembled slightly, and clear tears silently slid down from the corners of her eyes.
Suddenly, the doorbell broke the silence and brought Ye Wanqing back to reality from her thoughts.
She opened her eyes and realized that it was dark and night was falling quietly.
Ye Wanqing struggled to sit up. The doorbell rang again. She rubbed her temples, picked up her cell phone and checked the time. It was already past six o'clock.
She took a sip of cold water, forced herself to cheer herself up, and went downstairs to open the door.
When Ye Wanqing saw Lin Xuan standing at the door, her brows knitted tightly together: "Why are you here again?"
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