My Ex-Husband Is Proposing Again

Du Qingyu and Su Hongxing sat under the parasol chatting for a while, then suddenly she said, “Qilan is rather fickle. It was outrageous of him to bring a woman home after marrying you.”

Su Hongxing glanced at Du Qingyu, watching the slight dimples that danced on her beautiful face as she laughed. It was truly captivating.

She found herself staring just a bit too long, but her face showed no change at Du Qingyu’s words.

“You should be more understanding of Qilan. That’s just how he is, he has a habit of being infatuated with novelty, and 1 doubt it can be changed. Perhaps it’s a common weakness of the Ye men. Yanhong was also a flirt, and Qilan’s womanizing must have been inherited from him,” Du Qingyu remarked, her smile fading, a touch of worry painted on her delicate face.

Su Hongxing remained silent, not offering any reaction.

Seeing her quiet, Du Qingyu laughed again, “Miss Su, your nature is quite stable.”

Su Hongxing raised an eyebrow, responding indifferently, “I suppose.”

Du Qingyu wanted to say something more, but then she looked up and saw a tall man strolling over. Her gaze focused on him, her smile radiant under the lamplight, exceptionally charming.

“Qilan, you can’t leave Miss Su alone, can you?”

Su Hongxing followed Du Qingyu’s gaze. The elegant man strolling over was none other than their conversation’s main topic – Ye Qilan.

Ye Qilan’s gaze lingered briefly on Du Qingyu’s smiling face before moving to sit beside Su Hongxing, “This is her first time at home, so I am a little concerned.”

As he spoke, he took Su Hongxing’s hand, gently pressing her palm.

Su Hongxing said nothing, remaining silent as before.

“Where did you find Miss Su? She is quite an interesting person,” said Du Qingyu, suddenly leaning in closer.

In that moment, her face was just inches away from Ye Qilan.

From a distance, it probably looked like a couple sharing an intimate moment.

Su Hongxing, being much closer, saw how Du Qingyu’s and Ye Qilan’s gazes were entangled. Du Qingyu’s tempting red lips were just shy of printing onto Ye Qilan’s mouth.

What game were they playing now?

Just as Su Hongxing was feeling confused, Du Qingyu suddenly sat upright, a leaf in her hand. She flashed a beautiful smile, “Qilan, were you scared by me just now?”

Ye Qilan looked deeply at Du Qingyu, “I’m brave, not easily frightened. Xiaoyu, you’re not quite scary enough.”

Hearing Ye Qilan refer to Du Qingyu in such familiar terms, Su Hongxing slightly curved her lips, unnoticed.

However, Ye Qilan caught this small detail. He lifted Su Hongxing’s chin, “What’s made you so happy?”

Su Hongxing was a stern woman who rarely spoke or smiled, but she had just smiled.

She smiled very lightly, almost imperceptibly, but he caught it.

Su Hongxing turned her head away, conveniently avoiding Ye Qilan’s hand on her chin. As she did so, she saw Du Qingyu’s meaningful and complicated gaze.

Yeah, she thought, she might have figured something out. The relationship between Du Qingyu and Ye Qilan wasn’t just that of a stepmother and stepson.

She had just laughed inadvertently, perhaps because she found it ironically funny to accidentally discover some high-society secrets.

“Why aren’t you smiling anymore?” Ye Qilan once again took Su Hongxing’s hand.

Those who didn’t know the situation might think that Ye Qilan was possessive of Su Hongxing.

As for the truth, only Su Hongxing, the person involved, knew..