City's Best Divine Doctor-Chapter 1517 - 1516: Forget-Me-Not

Ye Qiu really understands human nature too well; the more he acts like this, the more anxious the neighbors become.

When he and Ling Fei got into the car and saw Ling Zhengwei approaching, Ye Qiu decided to drop him off at the printing factory first.

"Ye Qiu, Ling Fei, Manager Wang keeps urging me to meet his sister-in-law every day, it’s really annoying!" Ling Zhengwei said.

Ling Zhengwei had been promoted to section chief, with better pay and benefits, which caught Wang Yisheng’s attention. Wang Yisheng wanted to get along well with Ling Zhengwei, so he proposed arranging a meeting between his divorced sister-in-law and him.

However, Ling Zhengwei had no interest in that.

"Dad, did you see the picture of that auntie?"

"Manager Wang showed me, she looks a bit chubby." Ling Zhengwei said.

He knew that compared to Zhou Xiaolan, this woman was definitely not comparable. Of course, the main thing was that Ling Zhengwei felt that he was doing quite well now and didn’t want any trouble.

The problem was that Manager Wang was his boss, and it wasn’t easy to refuse.

"You don’t like her?" Ling Zhengwei asked.

"She doesn’t work; I’m afraid marrying her means I’d have to support her, and I’ve heard there are reasons for her divorce too."

Although the divorce rate is high now, divorced men and women often have issues. Like Ling Zhengwei and Zhou Xiaolan, they had irreconcilable differences, and even though they tolerated each other for a long time, it was still relatively good.

But for other divorced couples, there’s just a lot of mess involved.

"You want to say no but don’t know how?" Ye Qiu asked.

"That’s right," Ling Zhengwei said.

"Uncle Ling, I have a solution," Ye Qiu said.

"Ye Qiu, tell me."

"Go to the flower shop, buy a bouquet of flowers for Ling Fei’s mother, and invite her out for a meal." Ye Qiu said.

"This, this won’t work," Ling Zhengwei hurriedly said.

"Why not? Are you afraid of awkwardness or something else? If you don’t do this, there will be more people like Manager Wang later, and you’ll be more embarrassed and troubled. Now’s the chance—people will think you still have feelings for your ex-wife, and they won’t play matchmaker with you anymore."

Ling Zhengwei paused for a moment.

"Uncle Ling, this is for show. Whether Auntie accepts your invitation is another matter."

Seeing Ye Qiu insist, Ling Zhengwei seemed to understand a bit.

When Ye Qiu drove back to the front of the printing factory, letting Ling Zhengwei get out of the car, Ye Qiu then backed the car away, turned to Ling Fei, and asked: "Ling Fei, where do you want to go eat?"

"I’ll go with whatever you decide."

"Then let’s pick up Tiantian and take her to have a buffet."

Ye Qiu knew Xia Tiantian was still in middle school, and since that incident, she had transferred to a foreign language experimental middle school, which was like a private school with excellent teachers in each aspect.

The former middle school was also a private school; it’s just that Xia Tiantian hadn’t focused on her studies much before.

Ling Fei knew which school Xia Tiantian attended and after giving the location, Ye Qiu drove to the school entrance, timing it so that Xia Tiantian would be finishing classes around then.

When Ling Fei called Xia Tiantian to tell her they were waiting at the gate with Ye Qiu, Xia Tiantian hurried out of the school.

Sure enough, she saw Ye Qiu’s car parked outside the school gate.

Getting into Ye Qiu’s car, Ling Fei said, "Call your mom and let her know she doesn’t need to look for you."

"Mom, I’m going out for dinner with Teacher Ling and Teacher Ye." Xia Tiantian called Xia Lan to say.

Xia Lan was still at the company; ever since Jiang Xiyue left, she had indeed become busier with many more tasks, but she still wanted to pick Xia Tiantian up after work to have dinner together at home.

Unexpectedly, when Ye Qiu and Ling Fei decided to take her out for dinner, Xia Lan felt relieved.

Ye Qiu drove away from there towards a high-end buffet restaurant.

Arriving downstairs of the buffet restaurant, Ye Qiu and the two girls got out of the car, then went upstairs, purchased three meal tickets, and as they sat down to eat after washing their hands, Ye Qiu noticed several messages on his phone, all from Louise before she left Jinling and after she arrived in East Sea.

Of course, Louise and several executives had long since flown out from East Sea now.

After reading the messages, Ye Qiu also went to get some food.

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Ling Zhengwei kept thinking about what Ye Qiu said; he was indeed a little scared to face Zhou Xiaolan because he felt it would be awkward for both parties.

After all, before their divorce, their years of arguing had made both of them lose heart.

Now, sending flowers and inviting her to dinner, what does that even mean?

But, if he didn’t do this, besides Manager Wang, there might indeed be others wanting to introduce more women to him and trying to build good relations.

All this, Ling Zhengwei understood.

When Ling Zhengwei returned to the printing factory and worked for another half hour or so, he realized it was almost time to get off work.

Leaving the printing factory, he walked to a nearby flower shop; there were so many roses, and throughout his years of marriage to Zhou Xiaolan before their divorce, he had never given her any because he felt life was about living, and such romance was only for the young and wealthy.

Now, seeing these fresh flowers, the flower shop owner, observing his printing factory attire, curiously asked: "Sir, are you sending flowers to your wife? What’s the occasion today?"

"It’s, it’s for my ex-wife," Ling Zhengwei awkwardly said.

"Ex-wife? I get it; these are all fine."

The flower shop owner picked up a bouquet of lilies and said.

Moreover, the lilies had forget-me-not flowers on them, not that Ling Zhengwei knew; he just noticed that they were blue and looked nice.

"How, how much?" Ling Zhengwei asked, a bit embarrassed.

"Today’s not a special occasion, so flowers are cheaper, one hundred and fifty for you." Flowers were expensive on special days due to high demand, but typically they were much cheaper.

One hundred and fifty? 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

In the past, Ling Zhengwei certainly wouldn’t have spent that money; it could be better used for other needs.

Taking out two hundred yuan, he handed it to the owner, who returned fifty yuan to him.

Hugging the bouquet, Ling Zhengwei walked back to the printing factory, feeling the curious glances from the security guards and the other workers.

This middle-aged man found these stares hard to handle; he wanted to hide but was also afraid.

Ling Zhengwei headed straight to where Zhou Xiaolan worked, knowing her shift was nearly over.

Getting closer to Zhou Xiaolan’s office, he felt more anxious, his heart pounding faster. When he finally reached her office door, he saw Zhou Xiaolan inside, on the phone, wearing a very nice beige dress.

The female clerks in the office peered at him holding the bouquet outside, seemingly guessing he was there for Zhou Xiaolan.

Now that Ling Zhengwei was a section chief, his position was much higher than those office clerks.