Chapter 135

into despair; "where are you Come stop me! Come stop me!" Moxiao Bai held his head and huddled in a dark corner of the deck, tears streaming down his face.He felt pitiful, and the spirited Mo Xiaobai...Chapter 135

Ye Feimo had a severe stomachache but was thinking, now that Wenran left, does it mean she won't be coming back

She didn’t necessarily have to stay here.

Would he no longer be eating her cooking then

To his surprise, he went mad with missing her.

In unbearable pain, Ye Feimo took out some stomach medicine from his pocket and swallowed it randomly, lying down on the sofa drenched in cold sweat.

Stupid girl, you’d better not come back. Otherwise I’ll show you how I deal with you.

While enduring the pain, Ye Feimo cursed her out loud. He appeared to be completely devoid of energy, yet still managed to look menacingly angry.

The TV was playing a breakup song, and its sad lyrics put him in an even worse mood. Picking up the remote control, he threw it at the TV screen violently but missed because of his stomachache, hitting a vase next to the TV instead.

Cheng Anya opened the door on the 45th floor to find the room dark and empty. She raised her eyebrows in confusion; why wasn’t anyone there

She walked around inside but couldn't place the food she had bought into an empty fridge, as though nobody lived here. Didn’t Yan Momo take care of Feimo

Cheng Anya called Ye Feimo’s phone and he picked up after one ring, “Wenran, come back quickly to cook!”

The son spoke in an extremely sinister tone.

Cheng Anya remained silent for a while. "I’m upstairs at the apartment; where are you"

Apart from casually walking around on the upper floors, Cheng Anya also discovered that passageway and remembered that Wenran seemed to live on the 44th floor. So someone had connected these two levels.

That’s quite a clever trick.

"Mom" Ye Feimo was taken aback for a moment, seemingly not expecting it to be Cheng Anya who answered. By then, Cheng Anya had already gone downstairs and walked through the bedroom into the living room, yet Ye Feimo remained lying on the sofa without any reaction at all.

Cheng Anya turned on the light, was startled, and hurriedly snatched the remote control from his hand to turn off the TV.

"What are you doing Is your stomach hurting Go to the hospital," Cheng Anya said solemnly, making a move as if she wanted to help him up. Ye Feimo shook his head, unwilling to go. "Mommy, it's fine. I took my medicine."

Cheng Anya was both worried and angry. Seeing the mess of broken pieces in front of the TV, she knew that Feimo had thrown a tantrum.

"Smelly brat, can't you let me have some peace" Cheng Anya wiped the sweat off his forehead and ran upstairs to fetch food and put it in the fridge. She immediately started cooking for him.

Cheng Anya's cooking skills were never particularly good, and what she cooked wasn't very delicious either.

However, when it came to porridge, it was still acceptable.

She made a seafood congee for Ye Feimo.

Then she stir-fried asparagus, his favorite, and brought it out, inviting him to eat. With no appetite, Ye Feimo didn't move. Cheng Anya’s eyes widened sternly, "Come here!"

He went over expressionlessly and sat down to eat.

"Where is Nuwan" Cheng Anya asked, guessing that they might have had an argument since Nuwan was still not home so late at night.

Ye Feimo didn't answer, remaining silent. He lowered his head to drink the seafood congee. Cheng Anya pursed her lips, "Did you two argue"

If they did argue, it would be better, but this wasn't really an argument.

Strictly speaking, he had shouted at Nuwan, and she hadn’t retorted; now, he even hoped that Nuwan could return to yell at him. At least then, his heart wouldn’t feel so uncomfortable.

"Feimo, do you really like Nuwan" Cheng Anya asked.

"I don't know!" Ye Feimo said sullenly. Cheng Anya smiled and replied, "What does 'don't know' mean Like it's two words, dislike it's three words; there's no such thing as not knowing."

"It’s just that I don’t know!" Ye Feimo spoke five words, making Cheng Anya exasperated.

"With your attitude, don't expect any girl to like you. Even if someone does like you, who can tolerate your temper" Cheng Anya couldn't help but educate him, "Warming is such a gentle and obedient child, yet you managed to drive her away. I'm telling you, I've set my heart on this daughter-in-law, so you have to win her back for me or else you're doomed."

Ye Feimo twitched at the corner of his mouth, "If you like her, go chase after her yourself. Oh wait, Daddy won't let you do that."

Cheng Anya nearly smacked him into the seafood porridge but spared him for his upset stomach.

The warm and soothing seafood porridge made Ye Feimo feel much better; some color returned to his face. Cheng Anya was worried about her son, yet it was ultimately his own business, so there wasn't anything she could do to help.

"Warming is barely half as intelligent as you. How come you can't handle her Or have you become stupid yourself" Cheng Anya thought he must have had a donkey kick him in the head by how unreasonable he was being.

"Why should I handle her"

"Oh, you've been waiting for her call all day long. As soon as she called, you didn't even look at it before telling her to come back and cook. You really have grown a spine now, huh To the point where you're waiting by the phone for women, yet you still dare to talk tough with me," Cheng Anya couldn't help but criticize.

Ye Feimo remained silent; he didn't want to discuss this matter with Cheng Anya.

The day before had been an overreaction in his anger, but it wasn't unjustified either.

Ultimately, what made him upset was Warming frequently being seen around Fang Liucheng. It was something that should have ended long ago, yet they were still together and getting photographed by the paparazzi. What kind of situation is this

Cheng Anya didn't know about Ye Feimo's unease; she merely thought he had a case of sour grapes.

But she also knew that if Warming, with her good temper, could be driven away by Ye Feimo, it must have been because he said something too harsh.

The news in the newspapers and TV reports, she seemed to have picked up on some of them as well.

Two days ago was Feimo's birthday. They had planned for Warming to come home for dinner.

This was meant to be a good opportunity for them.

Who knew that she wouldn't show up, and Feimo didn't return either Lin Ning said they were drinking at the dance hall. Cheng Anya could guess that Feimo must have been stood up; Warming would have missed his birthday by being with Fang Liucheng.

She remembered that when she proposed inviting Warmth to celebrate together at the Ye family, Ye Feimo had been happy and looked forward to it. However, things turned out differently than expected, perhaps causing a rift between them.

Cheng Anya did not want to make a big deal of it but told Ye Feimo, "This child, Warmth, seems pretty good to me; don't miss your chance or you'll regret it for the rest of your life. Besides, how do you fall short of Fang Liucheng in terms of family background, looks, or wealth You are better than him in many ways that women look for in a husband, except maybe for being somewhat temperamental and having an undecided moral compass. But if Warmth can put up with it, then who am I to say anything else Pull yourself together, don't let my wife slip away from you, do you hear me"

Cheng Anya spoke with obvious authority.

Ye Feimo did not take her seriously and said simply, "No."

This made Cheng Anya tear up.

After Ye Feimo finished dinner, Cheng Anya urged him to go bathe and sleep early, reminding him to stick to a proper meal schedule. Only after he agreed did she leave.

She went downstairs just as Warmth was sitting on the long bench under the tree. Cheng Anya took a closer look and realized it was indeed Warmth.

A hint of amusement appeared at her lips as she watched Warmth with interest.

Why would she stay out so late instead of going home

Warmth herself didn't know why she had come here. After seeing Fang Liucheng off, she felt uneasy and took a cab to the Ming Cheng Apartment. The lights on the 44th floor were still on, meaning Ye Feimo was at home.

A sense of worry filled her heart as she wondered if he had eaten yet.

She wanted to go up and take a look but couldn't overcome her pride after how harshly Ye Feimo had berated her that day. It would be too weak-willed. She always forgave his insults within days, but this time was different.

The cruel words he said on that day still caused her pain.

Ye Feimo wasn't the first time he had spoken to her like this; after the accident at Casablanca, he had also berated her fiercely. Back then, she understood his worry and knew he didn’t mean it. He was angry because he cared too much.

Hence, she could let go of that incident soon enough.

This time, however, was different; the disdainful look in his eyes when he looked at her filled her with disgust and shame. She couldn't bear to see Ye Feimo looking at her like that; it hurt more than if he had simply said he hated her.hen another agent attacked, because of his incredible speed and lack of time to retract his attack, Ye Wei used her partner's body as a shield against him. His iron claws deeply penetrated the body of...