Chapter 149

e honest, didn’t you two have an argument"Warm smiled gently as she looked down, "We didn't argue, it’s just that… I seem to have become greedy."She turned her head to look at Tang Mandong and Gao Chu...Chapter 149

Ye Feimo sat in the main seat. Cai Xiaojing originally pushed Warming to sit next to him, but as soon as Warming turned around, she sent the photographer over to Ye Feimo's side, sitting two seats away from him.

Cai Xiaojing's eyes twitched; Ye Feimo stared at her with a cold gaze that made Warming feel icy from head to toe.

Was it really this terrifying

Everyone was having a great time, ordering the most expensive seafood and wine. Since there were more men, they started drinking games as soon as they ate. The women gathered together to talk about industry gossip.

Warming listened while the makeup artist spoke, responding indifferently. Ye Feimo didn't speak from beginning to end; he just sat with a dark expression, eating little but drinking plenty—finishing an entire bottle of Johnny Walker Blue Label scotch.

The director Li couldn’t help but ask, "Mr. Ye, are you treating us to a ghost dinner"

Everyone was used to working together; the advertising planner laughed and said, "Since it's a ghost meal, everyone should not miss out—let’s eat without restraint."

"Alright!" Men and women alike started cheering.

Warming felt her heart thudding painfully. Seeing Ye Feimo drinking like this made her pale; she didn’t know what he was doing. Wasn't his health already poor After working all day without eating much, did he want to kill himself by binge-drinking

Seeing Ye Feimo continuing to drink like that, Warming lost her appetite even though she was hungry. She couldn't focus on eating; instead, her attention remained fixed on him. But Ye Feimo seemed oblivious, drinking more and more.

Pain stabbed at Warming's heart as if it were being pulled back and forth. Ye Feimo called over a waiter to open another bottle of fortified white wine. Warming could no longer bear it—she stood up, walked over, and grabbed the bottle from him. Everyone else was drinking and chatting; only Cai Xiaojing and the photographer sitting next to Ye Feimo noticed Warming's actions. Cai Xiaojing kicked the photographer, telling him to move, and he quickly stepped aside.

"Don't drink anymore." After taking the bottle from him, Warming was about to return to her seat but found it had been taken over by Cai Xiaojing.

She felt embarrassed!

Sis Xiaojing, you’re so quick with your moves.

Warming had no choice but to sit down next to Ye Feimo.

"Give me the bottle," Ye Feimo said in a voice as cold as ice, showing no expression. Warming wouldn’t budge; she refused firmly. He frowned and gave her a cold smile, "Are you going to manage my spending when I buy my own wine

"You've had enough; you've already finished a whole bottle. How much more do you want to drink" Warmth was slightly irritated. She hated people who didn't cherish their own bodies the most. Everything could be joked about, but never one's body.

Didn't he know how dangerous his health condition was Yet, still drinking recklessly.

Ye Nimo frowned, "You're not my wife and you're certainly not my mother. You have no right to tell me what to do. Give it here!"

"Forget it!" Warmth glared at him angrily and passed the wine over to Cai Xiaojing for those men to drink instead. She then took Ye Nimo's bowl, filled it up with seafood and placed it in front of him, "You're not allowed to drink anything else; eat this."

Warmth roughly pushed the bowl towards him and glared at him fiercely.

Ye Nimo looked at her deeply. Warmth turned away with a cold face. Oh my God, was she an idiot What relation did they have that she cared so much whether he lived or died

Warmth regretted it very much.

She decided not to bother with Ye Nimo anymore and let him fend for himself.

Clearly, Ye Nimo was the one at fault here. Why did it seem as if she were in the wrong

Everyone was busy having fun when Ye Nimo kicked her leg from under the table, "Peel the prawns for me."

"What"

"Peel the prawns. Can't you understand Chinese"

"If I want to eat them myself, why can't I peel them"

"You're the one who told me to eat," Ye Nimo replied matter-of-factly. Warmth was exasperated. He wasn't a child and anyway, in such situations shouldn't it always be men peeling prawns for women

Her father would peel them for her mother every time; why did she have to be different

"I don't want to eat then. I'm going to drink," Ye Nimo said coldly, his face expressionless, "Little Wu, get the wine."

Little Wu respectfully handed over the wine and stuck out his tongue at Ye Nimo who was pouring himself a glass of wine. Warmth snatched it back from him and even took away his wine glass to give the bottle to Cai Xiaojing instead and passed them around.

Cai Xiao Jing is silent.

Two young guys, do you have to be this cute

How long are you going to be like this

Ruwen happily picks the lobster from his bowl and peels it; Ye Feimo is content. A few people notice their subtle interaction but don't say anything since it's not the first time Ye Ershao has flirted with one of his female artists.

While Ruwen isn't close to them, everyone believes she got this endorsement because of her relationship with Ye Feimo, which is now confirmed.

This kind of thing happens often; they just turn a blind eye since it’s a mutual arrangement and an internal matter. No one cares.

No one has any thoughts about it.

Since there are mostly middle-aged men in the room, including the makeup artist, and two older women who don’t have any reason to be jealous, they even think Ruwen and Ye Ershao make a good match.

The sight of Ruwen muttering curses while peeling shrimp is incredibly amusing.

Finally finishing one, she throws it in his bowl.

Ye Feimo eats happily.

He pushes the bowl toward her and says, "Pick out the fish bones."

Ruwen gets angry. Ye Feimo's gaze shifts to the bottle of wine; Ruwen grits her teeth and says, "If you want to drink, go ahead—I'll drink you to death."

Ye Feimo immediately grabs the wine in front of her; Ruwen is truly exasperated by his methods. She takes back the wine and resignedly picks out fish bones for him.

Ye Feimo has odd tastes—he only eats fish and lobster.

Hence, Ruwen peels shrimp and picks fish bones repeatedly until Ye Feimo is satisfied. Once he’s full and wants a sip of wine, Ruwen glares at him; she won’t let him drink.

Remarkably, Ye Feimo listens to her this time, eating only the lobster Ruwen peeled for him and the fresh fish meat she picked out. He doesn't care about anything else and enjoys being waited on by Ruwen.

warm wanted to throw the peeled lobster at him.

The smug look on his face was really unpleasant to see.

Warm had to peel the lobster herself and wait on this "master" hand and foot before she could have a bite. How wonderful indeed!

When Ye Nimoh got bored, seeing that Warm wasn't talking to him again, he immediately looked displeased. She was speechless; what in the world was going on

"I want a drink," Young Master Ye said indignantly.

"You've had enough already. If you keep drinking, you'll get drunk."

"Better if I do."

"Why is it better"

Ye Nimoh answered seriously, "When one's drunk, they can do bad things." This statement stunned Warm; Cai Xiaojing almost choked on her oyster when she heard it. Warm’s eyes twitched.

She passed Ye Nimoh her orange juice, saying, "Drink this."

Ye Nimoh looked at the orange juice with disdain and thought coldly that orange juice was obviously a reference to Fang Liucheng since Fang’s name included both “orange” (liu) and his surname (cheng). He firmly pushed the glass to the right and decided she wasn't allowed to drink it anymore.

Warm picked up Ye Nimoh's wineglass, took a sip of white wine, and found that drinking a few sips of white wine while eating lobster was actually quite enjoyable. Ye Nimoh glared at her coldly, "That’s my glass."

"Seized!" Warm said.

Her tolerance for alcohol had improved through practice, so she would be fine with a couple drinks.

At this moment, the Director Li came over to toast. It was rare for Ye Nimoh to treat everyone to dinner, and they were all in high spirits and eager to drink with him. Young Master Ye thought coldly that if it weren’t for Warm, who would spend tens of thousands of dollars on a meal for them

But since they could now drink alcohol, he decided not to hold it against them.n, Moxiao Yao didn’t speak much; after drinking the soup, he asked if Moxiao Bai wanted to get more for him, nodding his head. So Moxiao Bai went downstairs again.Moxiao Yao looked out of the window w...