Chapter 351

mpetition within the industry, it’s natural for others to envy Wen Ran's opportunity. She would now face obstacles wherever she went.This was exactly what Han Bi hoped for."Is there anyone who knows a...Chapter 351

Ye Feimo's car spun around in place and crashed into the guardrail. The headlights were almost completely shattered, and a large portion of the guardrail was dented. Ye Feimo wasn't wearing his seatbelt, so his body slammed forward against the steering wheel, causing intense pain before he recoiled back onto the seat.

The other party, cursing under his breath, got out of his car and walked over to point at Ye Feimo, loudly berating him. This man was wearing a leather jacket with thick gold chains around his neck, spitting saliva as he demanded compensation for the damages.

This driver's vehicle had collided with the guardrail; the front headlights were shattered, and the front of the car was dented. It definitely needed repairs. He drove a Bentley, an expensive luxury car. Ye Feimo glanced in his rearview mirror and coldly said, "Get lost!"

The man raised his fist to strike, but Ye Feimo started his car without hesitation, reversing away immediately. The man was startled and hastily dodged out of the way, while Ye Feimo had already driven off...

In that instant, an even more tragic thought surged in Ye Feimo's heart. He wished he could just crash like that and forget everything, even if it meant amnesia—anything would be better than facing another betrayal.

Once again...

First Han Bi, then Nuwan. Seven years later, this happened all over again. That time, the blow had nearly killed him, but he managed to get back up. But now What about this time

Nuwan dealt him a fatal blow; he barely knew how to face her anymore. He feared that if he didn't leave right away, he wouldn’t be able to control the devil inside him and would end up hurting them all.

Even Nuwan...

Why

The moment he heard Nuwan's voice on the phone yesterday, something felt off. Fang Liucheng asked why it took her so long to wash herself clean; Ye Feimo found this strange at the time. Then there was the way she was panting—how could that sound anything but ambiguous

He couldn't shake his unease from his mind, and she had not told him what was going on, only saying she needed to talk about something. She also hadn’t mentioned being with Fang Liucheng. It wasn't until he asked Tang Mandong later that he learned Fang Liucheng planned to produce a film and wanted her and Han Bi to star in it together.

Only then did Ye Feimo feel somewhat reassured. But as the night wore on, she still hadn’t returned by 11 PM, and his calls to both Nuwan and Fang Liucheng went unanswered. So he called Han Bi...

Han Bi said they left at ten, and she went home to rest.

The drive from Oriental GK to his place takes an hour. Han Bi mentioned that Ruo Nuan had a bit too much to drink, which might have caused the delay on the way. Ye Fei Mo trusted Fang Licheng; he was a gentleman who treated her properly at least.

He waited until midnight but didn't see anyone arrive. Coincidentally, Mo Yao talked about some matters concerning the Long family for over an hour, delaying him further. Later on, after calling Han Bi to find out where they had dinner today and heading there to look for her, he encountered Han Bi who was coming out.

Han Bi happened to be outside at that time as well and coincidentally stopped Ye Fei Mo from entering the hotel.

Lin Ning and Cai Xiaojing came back late after watching a night movie and had some disagreements along the way. Since Cai Xiaojing's home was nearby, they saw Ye Fei Mo and Han Bi arguing outside the hotel when they returned, which piqued their curiosity to find out that Ruo Nuan hadn't come back so late.

He swore he never wanted to recall what he had seen upon entering the room. Each time he thought about it, it felt like his heart was being pierced.

The stomach pain began; Ye Fei Mo silently pressed on the accelerator and sped up, feeling that only by doing so could he slightly alleviate his despair. Ruo Nuan, Ruo Nuan… Regardless of the reason, how could such a sight be bearable to him

Ye Fei Mo drove alone to the riverside, recalling their past step-by-step journey together and feeling everything was now a joke. Hadn't he treated her well enough Was his care for her not sufficient

He questioned himself; had he not given her all that he could give Why did this happen then

Ruo Nuan and Fang Licheng, Room 5208…

In the past, it was due to entering the wrong room by mistake that they crossed paths. Missing out on Room 5208 back then, how laughable this situation is now.

Ye Fei Mo covered his head in depression; he had never felt so humiliated and defeated in life before.

Never…

Had he ever felt so humiliated

She received all his affection yet hit him back hard.

The sky was beginning to lighten, and the early morning mist enveloped him in a layer of despair that made it impossible for others to see through.

Thinking once again about the ten-year promise Warmth had made with him here, Ye Feimo chuckled lightly. The ten-year promise...

Now, upon reflection, everything seemed to have blown away with the wind.

He couldn't forgive any of it.

Whether intentional or unintentional, he couldn't forgive anything. Thinking about Warmth and Fang Liucheng... his heart felt like it had been bitten by a snake—beyond suffocating pain there was coldness.

"Ye Feimo, seven years ago's lesson didn’t teach you anything, so this is what you deserve!"

When Lin Ning and Cai Xiaojing dropped Warmth off at home, she slowly came to her senses. She sat there like a puppet, not saying a word; she had a vague feeling that her relationship with Ye Feimo was truly over.

Forget about Ye Feimo being unable to forgive—she couldn't even forgive herself.

She wanted to cry but no tears came. She wanted to explain everything to Cai Xiaojing, yet felt that any defense would be weak and futile, leaving her speechless.

Whatever Lin Ning and Cai Xiaojing were talking about, she didn’t hear a single word.

When they went upstairs, Ye Feimo hadn't returned home.

The room light was on—he had left the lights on when he exited. Warmth curled up into a ball on the sofa; did this count as catching someone in bed with another She gave a hollow laugh, never expecting to have such a day. Listening to Han Bi's story back then made her feel sorry for Ye Feimo, but now that it happened to them, she felt more than just sorrow—she felt despair.

Feimo must be very disappointed in her.

She didn't know whose fault all of this was, but in the end, he surely wasn't at fault.

The warmth had left her body cold; she seemed to have lost all sense and numbly awaited Ye FeiMo's return. But as time passed and he did not come back, it was for the first time that she felt waiting could be so long.

It was as if something had drawn a long distance between them.

She ran as hard as she could, wanting to shorten the distance between them. But her feet were rooted, unable to move forward.

The sun rose...

Watching the sunrise from the 44th floor was truly beautiful; the morning light shone brilliantly and warmly. Yet, she felt no warmth. It was daybreak; why hadn't FeiMo returned Did he not want to see her

The warmth helplessly hugged herself—would he listen to one more word from her

Even just one sentence would suffice.

No doubt, it wouldn't be possible, right

She had already been sentenced and condemned to death.

The warmth didn't know how long she sat there; the sky was already bright. The phone rang, and her heart leapt with joy as she hurriedly picked up, "FeiMo..."

"Warmth, it's me; are you okay" Cai XiaoJing’s worried voice came through. The warmth's smile faded, and in a low tone, she said, "I'm fine..."

"Has Mr. Ye returned home yet" Cai XiaoJing wanted to tell the warmth her video had been leaked but hesitated.

“Mm, Sister Xiaojing, I’m very tired; I’ll hang up now.” The warmth waited for Ye FeiMo’s call but didn’t receive it. She got up and went into her bedroom; she was so exhausted that she just wanted to lie down a bit.reat" Warming was wearing a pink apron and had her hair tied up in a high ponytail. She smiled proudly as Cai Xiao Jing raised her thumb in approval. Although she knew that Warming could cook, the amo...