CHAPTER 543: CHAPTER 0462: THE GODDESS IN THE HEARTS OF YOUNG TALENTS

At noon, Bai Wan’er returned to the villa with bags of groceries. As soon as she stepped in, she saw Ye Qingfeng looking at her with a strange expression.

"What’s wrong?"

Bai Wan’er asked curiously.

"I just want to know if you can finish all this food?"

Ye Qingfeng was helpless. What Bai Wan’er had bought would be enough to feed three to five strong men for a week.

"Ah?"

Bai Wan’er hadn’t thought much, only wanting to ensure Ye Qingfeng ate well.

"It seems you and Ouyang both lack experience in life!"

Ye Qingfeng said casually.

"Ouyang?" Hearing the name, Bai Wan’er was stunned.

She put the groceries in the kitchen and asked Ye Qingfeng, "The Ouyang you mentioned... Who is it? A girl?"

"Yes!" Ye Qingfeng didn’t hide it. He lifted his head, revealing a knowing smile in his eyes.

"She’s the girl I like!"

Seeing Ye Qingfeng’s smile, Bai Wan’er felt a pain in her heart.

"He... has a girl he likes?"

It was the first time Bai Wan’er heard the name "Ouyang" from Ye Qingfeng.

She had never seen such a smile on Ye Qingfeng’s face before; it wasn’t his usual smile for her. This one was reserved for reminiscing about happiness.

Bai Wan’er realized for the first time that she could feel intense jealousy towards someone, especially someone she had never met.

"How did you meet her?"

A girl’s curiosity could not be suppressed. She just wanted to know everything about Ye Qingfeng and this "Ouyang."

"How should I put it!" Ye Qingfeng smiled, "I met her when I was penniless, almost homeless, in my darkest days."

"That was the happiest time of my life!"

The pain in Bai Wan’er’s heart intensified. She murmured, "I really wish it had been me you met at that time!"

Ye Qingfeng glanced at Bai Wan’er but didn’t reply.

Bai Wan’er suddenly thought of a crucial question.

If she had met Ye Qingfeng when he was penniless, would she have cared for him like "Ouyang," without leaving him?

Now she could assure herself that if Ye Qingfeng suddenly lost everything, she would stay by his side without regrets.

But if Ye Qingfeng had been like that when she first met him, she wouldn’t have chosen to be so involved with him.

"Is this... the difference between her and me? No wonder you like her so much, being able to ignore all the girls around you!"

Bai Wan’er lamented inwardly. She couldn’t help but admire "Ouyang" for that reason.

Her curiosity grew about what kind of girl Ye Qingfeng’s "Ouyang" was.

She suddenly asked, "Where is she now? Why isn’t she with you?"

Ye Qingfeng’s eyes turned deep, and he sighed: "That’s a question I don’t want to discuss now; we’ll talk about it later!"

Bai Wan’er saw Ye Qingfeng suddenly become downcast and chose not to press further.

She stood in front of Ye Qingfeng, her gaze determined and stubborn, and said firmly, "Ye Qingfeng, no matter what you think of me, perhaps I’m not as outstanding or as kind as she is, but I will not give up easily."

Ye Qingfeng remained silent, knowing what Bai Wan’er meant. However, he had no way to respond, as "Ouyang" was unique in his heart.

Bai Wan’er finished speaking, then turned and went into the kitchen to busy herself. Ye Qingfeng’s eyes flickered, his mind in slight turmoil.

Half an hour later, Ye Qingfeng wanted to check on Bai Wan’er’s progress in the kitchen, only to hear Bai Wan’er’s shriek.

"Ah!"

He quickly walked into the kitchen. Bai Wan’er was squatting on the floor, blowing on her left hand, the back of her hand red and blistered, looking quite alarming.

Nearby, a pot of boiling water had tipped, steam rising from it.

"Are you alright?"

Ye Qingfeng crouched down to inspect Bai Wan’er’s injuries, her hand suffering a large burn, with some skin starting to blanch.

"It hurts!"

Bai Wan’er’s eyes welled with tears. She had accidentally tipped over a pot of boiling water, scalding her hand so badly she almost fainted from the pain.

For the first time in her life, she was enduring such agony.

"Ye Qingfeng, should I go to the hospital? My hand hurts so bad, and it might scar!"

Bai Wan’er’s face was pale, showing how much she was suffering.

Seeing Bai Wan’er’s condition, Ye Qingfeng’s heart felt a mix of emotions. He pulled Bai Wan’er out of the kitchen without a word.

"Give me your hand!"

Ye Qingfeng’s voice was gentle, like a spring breeze. Bai Wan’er was taken aback; Ye Qingfeng had never spoken to her like this before.

Without hesitation, she offered her blistered hand to Ye Qingfeng.

"Ye Qingfeng, will there be scars? That would be terrible!"

Bai Wan’er choked out.

Ye Qingfeng gently shook his head: "Don’t worry, it’ll be as good as new!"

With that, he took Bai Wan’er’s jade hand, covering it with his own, channeling the Void Cauldron Immortal Technique, sending Spiritual Power into her hand.

Bai Wan’er’s heart fluttered with shyness and a bit of delight, which soon turned into amazement.

What had been unbearable pain suddenly felt cool and soothing on the back of her hand. She stared at Ye Qingfeng in surprise, her beautiful eyes wide open.

This sensation lasted for five minutes before Ye Qingfeng released her hand and asked, "How do you feel now?"

Bai Wan’er looked at the back of her hand, smooth and fair, the blisters completely gone, as if by magic. The pain had entirely vanished.

"Ye Qingfeng, this is amazing! How did you do it?"

Bai Wan’er exclaimed in disbelief.

"There are few things I can’t do in this world!"

Ye Qingfeng’s serious demeanor made Bai Wan’er laugh heartily.

"Then I’ll go back to cooking!"

Bai Wan’er was about to stand up when Ye Qingfeng pressed her down again.

"Miss Bai, please, just stay put. Leave the cooking to me!" Ye Qingfeng said with a helpless look, "I don’t want you to make a mess in the kitchen again, injuring yourself here and there, I can’t take that responsibility!"

With that, he went into the kitchen to busy himself while Bai Wan’er sat on the sofa, suddenly breaking into a captivating smile.

"Is he concerned about me?"

She touched her newly healed left hand, still warm from Ye Qingfeng’s touch.

At Jiangbei Crown Club, several luxury business cars drove in slowly.

Several bodyguards got out one by one and opened the door of the central car.

A young woman with an elegant figure stepped out of the car, wearing a hat and large sunglasses that covered most of her face. Only her snowy skin and graceful body hinted at her beauty.

She walked in high heels gracefully, with poise and nobility. A middle-aged woman with gold-rimmed glasses walked beside her, like a protective tiger, with an extraordinary presence.

Lei Ye, impeccably dressed in a suit, was already waiting outside. Behind him were several young men, especially Lei Ye’s cousin, Lei Hui, who was brimming with excitement, holding a large bouquet of roses in his hands.

Seeing the woman appear, he quickly stepped forward and bowed, presenting the flowers.

"Miss Bei Yinyao, welcome to Jiangbei!"