Chapter 195

ctor again.He has been traumatized.A certain producer said, "Ye Yan, actually liking this kind of thing isn't a big deal; we're guys, we should have grace. When we were young and wanted to experience...Chapter 195

"What did she say to you" Ye Feimo's voice was cold, and Warmth seemed unwilling to continue the conversation. She tried to avoid him by walking away but was pulled back by Ye Feimo who forcefully kept her beside him. "Tell me, what exactly did Han Bi say You're disappointed in me; at least give me a chance to explain myself. To sentence me to death with just one word isn't fair."

"Fair" Warmth gave a cold laugh. "You yourself told me that fairness doesn’t exist in this world, so why do you insist on it now Ye Feimo, I think we are not meant for each other."

She broke free from Ye Feimo's grip and walked out of the pavilion. The chilly wind hit her directly; the cold in her heart grew even stronger, unable to dispel her pain. She didn't want to believe in Han Bi but could do nothing about the facts before her eyes.

It was better for her to leave him on her own than wait until he tired of her and asked her to go.

Ye Feimo stared intensely at the square box in his hand, his face as expressionless as water. His sculpted features were icy cold, and his phoenix-like eyes narrowed dangerously. He suddenly flung his arm out and tossed his watch into the artificial pond outside the pavilion.

The sound of "thud" echoed as splashes of water flew up.

Warmth stopped in her tracks and couldn't help but turn back, slightly shocked—did he throw away that watch

He threw it away...

She smiled bitterly; what was the point of throwing something so precious It surely hurt him to lose it.

The side profile of Ye Feimo in the dim light appeared even more oppressive, as if his emotions were being tightly suppressed. Warmth felt a pang of sympathy—surely he must have been unwilling to let go of the watch that Han Bi had given him for so many years.

And yet, he threw it away like this.

She slowly turned her head back around; she no longer cared about this. What truly concerned her was Ye Feimo's heart, which held a place for Han Bi—throwing away the watch wouldn't change that.

Might it be time for her to leave him

Ye Feimo caught up and grabbed her arm, "Warmth, what did she say to you"

A warm, self-deprecating smile came across her face. "You don’t need to be nervous; she didn’t tell me anything other than some facts—like the story of this watch and your connection with her. You’ve thought about her for seven years… Also... When you were in F City and spent time together, why did this watch end up at her place Ye Feimo, the things you lied to me about, she can tell me."

Warming thought that if Ye Feimo could refute one thing Han Bi said, she wouldn’t believe him. But he didn’t refute any of it; therefore, everything Han Bi had said was true.

"So... You really have been lying to me all along."

Warming gritted her teeth as she looked at him, holding back the tears that threatened to spill over. "If you don’t love me, just tell me. I’m not afraid of hearing the truth, but I hate it when people lie to me. Ye Feimo, I’ll ask one more time: Is there anything else you need to explain"

Ye Feimo’s face turned as dark as water; his eyes were deep and bottomless like a chasm—throwing in a stone would make no sound at all. His silence was like sentencing her to death, but Warming kept telling herself that it didn’t hurt, that she wasn’t sad.

Yet her heart began to ache with each pull and twist.

In this moment, she deceived herself into wanting him to say that everything Han Bi said was a lie—that he hadn’t been with her or betrayed her. But Ye Feimo remained silent.

The pain in his eyes was evident, along with fatigue and some disappointment she couldn’t comprehend.

Warming felt as if someone were cutting her heart into pieces. Why did it always end this way If he disagreed with what she said, he could refute it; if something wasn’t true, he could loudly deny it.

Why did he look at her like all of this was her fault

This was enough.

Seriously, she had enough of this.

She had just been hurt by Han Bi, and now she would be hurt by him again. What right did he have to do that

Loving someone truly was something she couldn’t afford to do.

Having given her heart completely to Fang Liucheng, he had betrayed her; now, giving everything to Ye Feimo, he failed to give her the love she deserved.

Warmth slowly withdrew and left step by step.

Ye Feimo watched her figure disappear into the night, gradually closing his eyes. Han Bi was right, yet also wrong. How could he explain to Warmth when explanation wasn't something he excelled at

In truth, he had no grounds to demand that Warmth trust him in everything. Some things were indeed as Han Bi said.

His fists clenched slowly.

Warmth went upstairs; her body had been chilled by the cold wind for too long, and she felt a headache coming on. She wiped away her tears and headed to the bathroom to fill it with warm water, soaking herself until her body warmed up.

Was this over

Surely neither of them had uttered those two words, 'break-up.' Yet, they were just about to fall from her lips downstairs. In the end, she swallowed them back; these words carried too much weight for her to say out loud and risk making it irreversible.

But what now Was this some kind of compromise

Could she truly continue on like this with Ye Feimo She was sure she couldn't, maybe they needed a period of cooling off to consider their future.

Yet trust is like a blank sheet of paper; once you draw on it, even if erased, there are traces left behind. Can it ever be returned to how it used to be

Might not be possible.

It would always remain as a thorn in her heart.

Surely she had been one of fiery temper; if Ye Feimo wronged her, she wouldn't have acted so indecisively and still thought about continuing on with him. That was how she used to think, but now...

She truly... couldn't bear leaving Ye Feimo.

When did it start that every move and smile of his was etched in her bones, impossible to erase.

Warming covered her face to hide the tears she tried not to shed.

No crying allowed!

What's there to cry about People break up every day. Your absence won't make a difference; it doesn't matter if you're around or not, why should you be upset over just another guy

Yè Fěimò didn’t return, and Warming was glad for the peace and quiet of a good night's sleep.

It was better that he wasn’t back to avoid an argument.

As New Year’s drew near, Qīnglián’s main cast members appeared on television to promote their show. Zhuo Bingbing, Chen Hang, and Chen Xueru reunited with Warming and Li Chengming. The filming for this drama was nearing its end; the first broadcast rights had been sold to Anning through MBS International TV, followed by local satellite channels. Originally, they would have gone straight to a high-impact local channel but Anning bought them instead, making the producer very happy.

Aside from provincial satellite channels, A City’s few television stations were quite strong as well—MBS International and ATV Satellite, for instance, had excellent ratings.

Ratings aside, selling to Anning would have a significant promotional advantage.

This appearance on TV wasn’t just about the show but also Chen Xueru’s and Tang Shuwén’s wedding; their engagement ceremony was tomorrow, and they were still promoting their marriage as if it was an event of the year.

The drama had become a period romantic series with six teaser clips already out, all quite exciting. It was now the most anticipated TV drama in 20xx. (Please ignore me; my tears are falling.)

Due to Warming and Chen Xueru’s movie being a hit, they were gaining popularity citywide. Their star status was soaring, which had also boosted their drama's online popularity.

Chen Xueru could have skipped the promotional activities since her wedding was tomorrow, but as an actress, she needed to support the production team’s efforts.

Sure, she could use her husband-to-be Tang Family’s influence and avoid attending, yet Chen Xueru didn’t want special treatment. Even after marrying Tang Shuwén, she would still participate in this promotional event.

The host asked Chen Xueru, "Chen Xueru, your wedding is tomorrow. How are you feeling" do I break it"Du Yueling's laughter grew even more self-satisfied. Warmth knew that this was a trap and a trick; Du Di had no knowledge of the matter, so there was a chance Du Yueling might not know...