Chapter 474

yao smiled and said, "You shouldn’t say too much about Warm Today either. Back then when you first worked with leading male stars, you were probably even less competent than her. Besides, facing Ye Ya...Chapter 474

Moxiaobai spread his hands, indicating that what he said was very reliable. Warming was truly stunned; she thought Moxiaobai was joking but didn't expect it to be true—Ye Nimei really was above her apartment. That was Xiaohei's voice...

For the first time, she hated how short the distance between their floors was.

In comparison to Warming's awkwardness, Ye Nimei was more furious; this little scoundrel Moxiaobai had already warned him not to speak recklessly and not to mess around with Warming, because he didn't want her to know that he was in America.

After she told him such serious words and something happened to her, he anxiously rushed over and ended up making himself look so pitiful. How could he bear this He did not wish for Warming to pity him or feel burdened by his situation; moreover, he didn't want to speak with her or see her either. Once she was safe and sound, as soon as he felt better, he wanted to leave America immediately and never do such foolish things again.

Even without him around, Warming had someone like Du Di who could take care of everything for her. To Warming, he was now completely dispensable and unimportant.

Therefore, he no longer wanted to rush over so eagerly, only to make himself look so wretched.

Moxiaobai's thoughts were entirely different from Ye Nimei’s; he and Warming always tended to avoid addressing certain issues. People need communication with each other—keeping silent and assuming what the other person is thinking isn't the best way to communicate.

He was concerned about warmth, cared for warmth, and loved warmth. He wanted to let her know that there's nothing shameful or unbearable about it; instead, she might reflect more on their relationship, worry about his health, and both of them would love each other and make sacrifices for one another. Why be afraid of the other finding out

Ye Feimo was a difficult person to please, so Mo Baixue acted as the mediator.

He truly hoped that Ye Feimo and Warmth could return to their previous happy state.

The most important thing is for the family to be in harmony.

In this household, it seemed no one was having an easy time emotionally—Ye Feimo wasn't doing well, his sister wasn't doing well, and neither was he. Everyone had their own troubles. But two people coming together isn't a simple matter either.

"Auntie Xiao," Mo Baixue said with a slight smile, "in one of the movies I starred in, I once asked my leading lady if she would be willing to love me even if I only had one day left to live. She answered that she was willing, even for just an hour. At least when we're alive, there should be no regrets. I believe your little brother feels this way too. Did you consider what would happen if Xiao Youqing's stomach cancer couldn't be cured Would you leave him with regret"

In other words, if Warmth wanted to see Ye Feimo, she could just go up.

They were only separated by a ceiling. On the upper and lower floors, Mo Baixue said, "Brother once broke through the ceiling for you. I think you should also have the courage to break through that barrier between you two."

After saying this, he left Warmth's ward. Du Di stood far away with his people and didn't hear their conversation. He knew about Ye Yan and Wushuang’s relationship and nodded in agreement. Since Mo Baixue wasn’t familiar with Du Di, they didn’t exchange much talk before going upstairs.

Warmth lay on the bed, her heart aching. Although she was just one floor away from him, it couldn't be that simple.

She had barely taken a step forward, was she going to turn back

If it happened again, could she afford to take the risk

Had she already regretted leaving within just a few months of making up her mind to do so

Fei Mo...

Tu Di didn't disturb her; he closed his eyes and thought only of Ye Feimo.

The moment Mu Xiaobai entered, Ye Feimo narrowed his eyes dangerously. He hurriedly waved his hand, "Cousin, cousin, don't get angry, it's not a big deal. It has already happened, what is there to be afraid of if others know Your little cousin-in-law will feel even more heartache for you when she finds out."

"Get lost!" Ye Feimo rasped out one word. His voice was no better than Warm's – in fact, it was even lower and raspier, very unpleasant to the ear. Mu Xiaobai longed for his cousin’s magnetic tones.

"Angered beyond reason" Mu Xiaobai raised an eyebrow. He wasn't a cooperative person at all. "Hey, I thought you wanted to hear about how your little cousin-in-law isn't doing well."

Ye Feimo was furious but held his temper back. Mu Xiaobai knew exactly how to get under his skin; Warm was unwell How was she unwell Was it serious Even those FBI perverts couldn’t withstand their methods, and she was so frail – surely she wouldn't be able to handle them either. Had something gone wrong

Ye Feimo's heart was on edge because of Mu Xiaobai’s teasing; but the latter didn't say anything more. Ye Feimo’s expression turned cold, "What happened to her"

"Didn't you tell me to get lost" Mo Xiaobai looked at his young cousin with a pitiful expression. "You really hurt my heart. Think about it, I gave up such a high-profile endorsement and came here to save a beautiful lady and break down your barriers, but you're not appreciating it. Young Cousin, people shouldn't act like this; I'm very upset."

Although he claimed to be upset, there was no trace of sadness on his face. Ye FeiMo couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Mo Yeyan!"

Moe Xiaobai saw that he was truly angry and stopped joking around. "Her neck injury is quite serious; she may need to rest for half a month. The injuries elsewhere are just superficial wounds. The FBI's secret interrogation methods were really cruel; they used iron chains to lift her up and down, showing no mercy at all."

Upon hearing this, Ye FeiMo’s expression turned grim. He saw Didi carrying her out but couldn't see her face or tell how severe her injuries were. When he woke up, Mo Xiaobai was already there, and when he asked about the situation with Wan’er, Mo Xiaobai said that she hadn’t regained consciousness yet. This made him very anxious; from what Mo Xiaobai had told him, it was clear that Wan’er was injured seriously. If he could get out of bed, he would personally go to ask the doctor.

Hearing this, Ye FeiMo even felt like killing those investigators.

Moe Xiaobai noticed his murderous aura and couldn’t help but say, "Young Cousin, acting on impulse is like a devil. Once things calm down, that’s enough. You don't want Wan’er to be invited by the FBI for another drink, right"

This wasn't about drinking tea; having tea was still polite and at least they could ask questions in a bright office.

But getting "invited for water" meant being interrogated underground.

Ye FeiMo shot Mo Xiaobai an annoyed glance. Did he need reminding of thise statistics based on how many percent of people on the street to make her pointYe Nimore pinched her waist; Warm was ticklish and hurriedly dodged. His two hands held her waist, with a somewhat meani...