Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1662 - 1659: Does It Look Good?

Lin Yiren, with a gentle push, opened the bathroom door. A shy yet confident blush adorned her face as she revealed herself in newly acquired lingerie. The delicate lace trim accentuated her voluptuous and alluring figure under the soft ambient light.

The fabric of the undergarments clung to her full curves, presenting a breathtaking silhouette that exuded the mature allure of a confident woman. Her bust appeared more abundant and shapely beneath the attire’s support, while her waist was elegantly cinched, outlining a captivating curvature.

The lines of her hips were smooth and powerful, her thighs plump and resilient, offering a visually delightful impression of health and sensuality. The color of the lingerie provided a striking contrast against her fair skin, further enhancing the delicate luster of her complexion.

She emerged from the bathroom with light, graceful steps, radiating an almost endless charm with every movement. Her gaze, shimmering with confidence and tenderness, seemed capable of discerning one’s very thoughts as she softly inquired, "Does it look good?"

Xu Wendong nodded with solemn affirmation, "It looks good!" As he spoke, he reached out, taking her wrist and drawing her gently into his embrace. Then, he bestowed upon her a kiss filled with deep affection.

In that moment, everything was communicated without the need for words!

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Meanwhile.

The Ye Family Estate.

As one of the city’s preeminent affluent families, the Ye Family had meticulously established an impressive and influential domain within Qingyuan City over years of diversified business ventures and profound accumulation of resources. Their net worth surpassed tens of billions, a testament to the grandeur and opulent legacy befitting their status.

The Ye clan was a thriving entity, boasting numerous members and a consistent emergence of talented individuals who excelled in commerce, politics, and various other fields. In recent times, they demonstrated a formidable trajectory towards claiming the top position among Qingyuan’s wealthiest families, marked by a series of astute business strategies and family-focused developmental plans that garnered widespread external attention.

"I’m home!"

Ye Qiu’s crisp and pleasant voice, tinged with a hint of weariness, echoed at the entrance of the Ye family mansion. She was attired in a stylishly tailored ensemble, her high heels clicking rhythmically on the floor with each confident stride, perfectly embodying the competence and allure of a modern urban woman.

Upon her previous returns home, she was invariably met with cheerful greetings; the extended family would warmly gather around her, with the especially lively and innocent nephews and nieces often flocking to her like eager little birds, chattering about their recent adventures and expressing their affections.

However, on this particular day, an unusual and heavy silence permeated the Ye family mansion. In the main living area, the familiar relatives wore somber expressions, their silence unbroken, as if weighed down by a pervasive gloom. The entire space was unnervingly quiet, to the extent that the softest sound, like the drop of a pin, was clearly audible, creating a stark and abrupt contrast to the formerly vibrant atmosphere.

"What has happened?"

Ye Qiu sharply detected this atypical ambiance, her relaxed homecoming expression instantly paling. An ominous premonition surged within her heart like a relentless tide, causing it to constrict involuntarily. Her eyes filled with worry and apprehension, and her footsteps grew heavy and hesitant.

Mr. Ye’s lips quivered as he spoke with evident difficulty, his voice laden with sorrow, "Your cousin, he… he was involved in a tragic car accident and has already passed away."

A ringing sensation filled Ye Qiu’s head; her mind went completely blank. Her body swayed precariously for a few moments, and she struggled to remain upright. She widened her eyes, gazing in disbelief at Mr. Ye, her lips trembling slightly as she uttered, "Grandpa, you… you must be joking, right?"

"How can this be? Cousin, he was such a good person, how could…" Tears quickly welled in her eyes, yet shock prevented them from falling immediately. Mr. Ye, his own eyes tearful, choked back a sob, saying, "I desperately wish it were untrue, but the reality before us is undeniable!"

"This afternoon, while he was en route to his company, a truck suddenly lost control and collided violently with his vehicle. By the time rescue personnel arrived, it was… beyond any hope of saving him."

Ye Qiu’s legs buckled beneath her, and she collapsed onto the floor, vivid memories of her interactions with her cousin flashing incessantly through her mind. Her cousin had always been a steadfast pillar within the family, showing her immense care—from childhood playmates to offering guidance and support in her burgeoning career—his influence was a constant presence.

And now, that cousin, who always wore a smile and radiated vitality, was gone forever. "Why? Why did it have to be this way?" Ye Qiu wailed uncontrollably, clutching her hair tightly, her heart consumed by pain and self-recrimination. "Just yesterday, I spoke with him on the phone; he even mentioned we would discuss the family’s new project together. How could today just…"

A somber mood permeated the living room, with hushed sobs and quiet tears falling, casting a veil of sorrow over the entire Ye mansion.

Ye Qiu understood that her cousin's passing was more than just a personal loss; it could potentially reshape the future trajectory of the Ye family.

Before Ye Qiu could fully process this, Elder Ye dropped another bombshell, sending a shiver down her spine: "Tangyuan has also met with an accident!"

Ye Qiu's eyes widened, her irises trembling uncontrollably. A hint of panic and dread laced her voice as she anxiously inquired, "What happened to Tangyuan?"

Tangyuan, her cousin's beloved daughter, was merely five years old – a radiant little angel who had filled the Ye family with immeasurable joy and laughter, cherished by everyone.

For Ye Qiu, Tangyuan was her dearest little niece, their bond deep and filled with shared warmth and affection.

At this moment, Ye Qiu's uncle, Ye Jianhua, stood like a desolate statue, his presence heavy with despair.

His gaze was hollow, devoid of its usual spark, his voice flat and toneless, crushed under the immense weight of grief and disbelief at the brutal reality of his son's untimely demise.

He spoke with a profound lack of emotion, "Today, while Tangyuan was playing on the slide at kindergarten, for reasons unknown, the structure suddenly gave way. She had no chance to react and was trapped beneath it."

"Fortunately, the kindergarten staff acted swiftly, getting her to the hospital for immediate medical attention, narrowly saving her from the clutches of death."

"However, she remains in critical condition at the hospital, and we are all uncertain if she will fully recover."

A mask of anguish settled upon Ye Qiu's features. She found it hard to comprehend how such devastating calamities could befall her family in a single day.

In that instant, her pupils darted, and the image of Xu Wendong flashed vividly in her mind····