Chapter 141

his mistake, why could he still be so righteous in blaming herWenran stubbornly gritted her teeth and didn’t shed a tear. She reached out to take off the evening gown; since it was designed with a lo...Chapter 141

"Ye Feimo, what are you doing" Warmth cried out in surprise. Ye Feimo remained silent, his delicate features as if chiseled, cold and hard without any expression, so aloof that it made people dare not look at him.

Ye Feimo looked at her indifferently, still silent, making Warmth furious but unable to do anything except let the elevator keep going up to the 32nd floor before he pressed for the B1 level again. Warmth's eyes widened in shock.

This repeated five or six times, and Warmth's anger kept rising.

Cai Xiaojing called her, "Warmth, why haven't you come down yet"

"I'm locked inside the elevator by a madman."

Cai Xiaojing knew from her tone it was Ye Feimo and didn't say anything else. "Then I'll head back first. Have a good chat with Mr. Ye."

“Sure!”

Warmth hung up the phone, looked coldly at Ye Feimo, and asked him how many more rounds he planned to make.

The elevator had moved between B1 and 32nd floor over ten times already. Warmth turned her head to look at Ye Feimo, his hard features chiseled like ice, showing no emotions whatsoever.

His coldness was even more alienating.

Warmth gritted her teeth; did he want to turn the elevator until morning

"Ye Feimo, are you satisfied yet" It was almost eleven o'clock. Warmth could no longer keep silent and asked sternly, if he wanted to throw a tantrum then just do it already—this silent treatment while dragging her in an endless ride up and down the elevator was terrifying.

Ye Feimo remained unmoved, expressionless as ever, seemingly deaf to Warmth's words.

She stepped forward to press the door button but he reached out to pull her back, not letting her leave.

"This is really enough. What do you want

Ye Feimo remained silent as usual, and Wenran頭疼地揉著眉心，她真的很頭疼，為什麼會碰到這麼一個彆扭的人，他不爽就要拉著所有人一起不爽嗎？

上上下下二十多回了，他還不會膩嗎？

他想做什麼至少也和她說一聲也好，不然誰知道他在想什麼？

"Ye Feimo!" Wenran大吼起來，忍不住揮出一拳打在他肩膀上，“你到底要做什麼？我求你了，大晚上的彆發瘋行嗎？”

她做不到像他那樣淡定，彷彿什麼都不在乎。

她做不到。

這樣的葉非墨，讓她害怕。

他已經真的瘋了嗎？

這種情況在溫暖看來的確像是瘋了。

葉非墨還是冇有聲音，溫溫暖極反笑，他們在做什麼？

她低聲咒罵了一句，恨不得電纜鬆開，一起掉下去算了，總比這樣不明不白的好，她真的不明白，葉非墨到底在和她較勁什麼。

溫暖的手在半空中揮了幾下，想打他吧，看著他麵無表情地站著，一臉冷漠無情，她竟然捨不得真的重擊，最後頹廢地蹲下來。

葉非墨，我認輸了，認輸了。

彆再折騰了。

她索性安靜了下來，任誰都遇到這種情況也會覺得很頹喪，根本就不知道怎麼應對，她真的發現和葉非墨之間有代溝，根本無法溝通。

Warm was feeling warm yet angry, frustrated and exhausted. Anyway, there was no one else in the elevator with her but Ye Feimo, so she might as well lean against the side of the elevator and hug herself while sleeping. She would let him do whatever he wanted.

Leaned against a corner, Warm ignored Ye Feimo completely, intending to fall asleep.

The corner of Ye Feimo’s eye glanced at her; his gaze narrowed, displeased that she was not talking and her chattering voice was missing. He found it boring and looked even more displeased as a result.

Warm wanted to sleep but she was clearly so tired that she could barely keep her eyes open. However, under the circumstances, she simply couldn’t fall asleep; her consciousness was still too clear in recognizing that they were currently alone together in an elevator. Warm sighed helplessly.

Ye Feimo pressed a button and opened the elevator door without saying a word. He suddenly walked out of the elevator, causing Warm to be taken aback as she hurriedly followed him outside. They had arrived at the underground parking lot where it was very late at night and most people were already gone.

There were only four or five cars in the parking lot; they were empty.

Ye Feimo said nothing, got into his car coldly without even glancing at Warm once before driving off. Warm watched him impassively until his car disappeared from sight before getting back into the elevator and going to the first floor.

She left through the entrance on the ground level.

What was Ye Feimo’s strange behavior tonight for

She didn’t know, nor did she want to know.

Their relationship had ended.

It was late at night and quiet on the street. Warm hailed a taxi to go home.

Seemingly too tired, she felt slightly better now, but only vaguely so. She looked out of the window as the scenery disappeared quickly, her lips curling into an empty smile reflected in the mirror.

Both Mr. and Mrs. Warm were asleep.

Wen Jing was still playing a game and had yet to sleep.

Tuanm and Wen Qing greeted each other briefly before returning to their rooms. They took a comfortable hot shower, after which Cai Xiao Jing called to make sure that Tuanm had arrived home safely. Once assured, she told her to rest well over the next two days without mentioning anything else. Tuanm was grateful for Cai Xiao Jing’s thoughtfulness.

To the sound of music, she slept until noon the following day. Stretching comfortably as she woke up, she realized how rarely she had slept so well and felt so at ease. As soon as she was done with her grooming, she heard quarreling downstairs. Frowning, Tuanm recognized that it sounded like Second Uncle, Third Uncle, and their children.

Tuanm changed into another set of clothes before heading down the stairs.

Fang Liucheng had returned Wen’s company to her father, so naturally, Second Uncle and Third Uncle came around again to claim their share. They were arguing downstairs with a few daughters and sons in tow. Having experienced life’s ups and downs and its bitternesses, Tuanm’s mother cherished everything they now had even more than before and refused to give them anything.

Back when Wen Da entered prison and the house was sealed off, her mother and she were homeless and helpless, but neither Second Uncle nor Third Uncle had given them any relief or tried to help Wen Da out. Instead, they cut ties with Wen’s family as quickly as possible. Tuanm’s mother did not blame them for their indifference toward her and her mother’s situation on the streets, but she could not accept that they were also indifferent towards her older brother being imprisoned and even went so far as to take advantage of his misfortune.

Tuanm’s mother was a kind woman born into an excellent family. Back when Wen Da was still just a poor boy in college, the opposition against their marriage had been very intense, but Tuanm’s mother insisted on being with him and caused countless family upheavals as a result.

Wen Da did not disappoint either. He earned his own money through designing blueprints without relying on his wife’s family for financial support; he gave part of the earnings to his two younger brothers for their tuition fees, then took out loans with what was left over to buy their house. Back then, housing prices were still relatively affordable and buying a property was within Wen Da’s means. After graduation, they got married and worked hard together until Wen’s company had become well-established. Tuanm’s mother devoted herself entirely as the homemaker and educated her two daughters.

She felt that she had done all she could for Second Uncle and Third Uncle over the years; they asked for money or positions in the company, or wanted to start businesses of their own, and both times Wen Da helped them. Yet when he was in trouble, neither one had offered any assistance.

Everyone is human; it’s impossible to forget a heartbreak that still stings like an open wound.

The moment they saw that Wen’s company was back under the control of Tuanm’s father, Second Uncle and Third Uncle were already knocking on their door for their share. How could she possibly agree If either one had shown even a shred of concern when her husband faced difficulties, she wouldn’t be so ruthless today.

Everyone in the household was gathered in the living room; both uncles wanted to return to the company and were being stubborn about it. If that wasn’t possible, they wanted enough money from Wen Da’s side of the family for them to start their own businesses. After Fang Liucheng took over the company earlier, he’d made sure all the Wens left. Now they wanted back in.

Of course everyone would be willing; after all, as relatives, they were entitled to a position at Wen’s company without having to work for it or look up to anyone. They wouldn’t have any trouble making ends meet.

In the corner, Wen Qing was silently observing with a cold expression on her face. Tuanm often felt that if she weren’t still underage, this girl would be even more of an older sister than she herself. Her face looked frighteningly like a block of ice.

“Dad, Mom,” said Tuanm as she walked over and smiled. “Second Uncle, Third Uncle, Cousin, what brings you here”

A cold ridicule was hidden within her laughter.e to see clearly but could not hide his good mood today.Warmth's heart was beating fiercely as her limbs felt cold. The eyes of all the artists present were on them, and in particular, those who had r...