Chapter 1401: Chapter 1401: Suspecting Everyone and Everything (3)

Su Hongxing deeply suspected that Ye Qilan was currently at Du Qingyu’s house.

The feeling was unpleasant. In her previous life, she was always paranoid, suspicious about every little thing. Every time Ye Qilan came home smelling of alcohol and the scent of women’s perfume, she suspected that he’d been fooling around outside.

Until he finally came clean and told her he wanted a divorce—ironically, she felt relieved.

Now, it seemed as though she was back to living in that cautious, nerve-wracking state from her past. She couldn’t sit still, couldn’t find peace!

Ye Qilan glanced back at Du Qingyu before replying into the phone, “I’m indeed outside right now. Sleep early, don’t overthink everything. You used to be someone who wouldn’t jump to wild conclusions.”

Upon hearing this, Su Hongxing was immediately enraged. How was it wild speculation? It was clearly concern for his well-being, wasn’t it?

She wanted to just hang up the phone, but in the end, she couldn’t stop herself from giving him a warning: “Du Qingyu isn’t simple. Be careful, keep your wits about you. If she offers you a drink, don’t accept it so easily, especially if it’s just the two of you—you must stay vigilant…”

She rattled off a long series of warnings, but on the other end, Ye Qilan didn’t react at all. She called out, “Hello? Hello?” twice before he finally responded, “Alright, alright. I’m hanging up now!”

Before she could say another word, Ye Qilan had already ended the call unceremoniously.

Su Hongxing was so furious that her face turned green. She nearly threw her phone across the room.

That damned Ye Qilan—was he really in such a rush to hang up on her? Could it possibly be because he was doing something shameful with Du Qingyu…

Realizing she was imagining things, Su Hongxing slapped her own forehead hard. She was losing her mind. She wasn’t usually this petty. Someone like Ye Qilan didn’t need her to worry about him, did he?

Climbing back into bed, her mind was still swarmed with all kinds of strange images…

Meanwhile, after Ye Qilan hung up, he noticed Du Qingyu smiling at him.

He raised an eyebrow slightly. “What’s the matter?”

“Why didn’t you just tell Su Hongxing you’re at my house?” Du Qingyu asked, handing Ye Qilan a glass of wine.

Ye Qilan stared at the wine glass, immediately recalling Su Hongxing’s warning from earlier. That woman’s words always hit the mark—sure enough, Du Qingyu had handed him a drink.

He accepted the glass without giving anything away, his tone flat as he replied, “Her emotions have been a little erratic lately. I just didn’t want her overthinking. Sometimes, less is more.”

“I feel like you don’t seem very happy,” Du Qingyu said softly, taking a sip of her red wine as she gave Ye Qilan a charming smile.

Ye Qilan walked slowly toward the window, gazing out at the city lights. “Every family has its own struggles. Whether I’m happy or not doesn’t matter. Life goes on regardless.”

“If you have anything on your mind, why not tell me? I might not be able to solve it for you, but I can be a great listener,” Du Qingyu said, stepping closer to Ye Qilan and giving him a radiant smile.

Ye Qilan didn’t look directly at her and instead murmured, “Marriage and love are matters between two people. When a third person gets involved, it becomes too crowded. There’s been a male guest at my house lately…”

Ye Qilan’s phone rang again. He didn’t even glance at it before hitting decline. But the phone rang persistently. With mounting resignation, he set down his wine glass and looked at Du Qingyu helplessly. “My wife is nagging me to go home. It’s getting late—let’s continue talking about the collaboration tomorrow. And, thank you for the shirt.”

“No need for gratitude. I accidentally spilled wine and stained your shirt. It’s only right for me to replace it,” Du Qingyu said with a smile.

Ye Qilan picked up his stained shirt and prepared to leave Du Qingyu’s house…