Chapter 525

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Loving you more than hating, how pitiful I am. Even if you abandon me, I still think about you so deeply and crazily. Do you have even the slightest bit of longing for me Could the fireworks in Washington remind you of us on Christmas night

They had only spent one Christmas together...

The champagne and fine wines sparkled with dazzling light, while a subtle fragrance lingered in the air. This scene, without him seeing the person he wished to see, inevitably lost its charm.

A day before the premiere of "Liang Hongyu," he learned from the newspaper that something had happened to her. His heart was heavy with worry and pain, making him wonder whether Warmth refused to meet him intentionally because she knew about his injury, though later on, he thought himself overly suspicious.

Even if Warmth didn't want to see him, she would simply decline in the morning without giving him hope only to dash it. She was not that kind of person.

He wouldn't rest easy until her health had fully recovered.

"Liang Hongyu" had already achieved tremendous success and a nomination at Cannes seemed inevitable in the future. If this film were released when she first left him, he might not have put as much effort into promoting it, for there was a chance it could be banned if it became too popular. But now, even though they were apart, he still wanted her to get what she desired most.

The best possible outcome.

Cai Xiaojing and Lin Ning danced gracefully at the ball, both being masters of the dance floor; those around them paled in comparison. Even some star duos fell short when compared to their performance.

Praise from all.

After dancing, Ling Ning accidentally caught sight of Ye Feimo and said to Cai Xiao Jing, "Find someone to invite him to dance."

Though wearing a mask, it was clear that he was Ye Feimo; his unique aura couldn't be ignored. He naturally had the disposition of still water, always expressionless, and after Warm's departure, an air of loneliness lingered about him.

Cheng Anya, who was nearby, also smiled when she heard Ling Ning's voice, saying to Cai Xiao Jing, "Xiao Jing, see if there is someone suitable for you to have the courage to invite him."

Cai Xiao Jing turned her head; Cheng Anya, wearing a black and elegant evening gown, was beside her. Naturally, the Young Master Ye would be close by as well. Cai Xiao Jing hadn't taken off her mask either. She laughed and said, "I don't want Mr. Ye to start a fight at the Christmas party; it might scare people."

The Young Master Ye gave a cold snort.

Then, Cheng Anya's eyes narrowed as she pointed at a white figure in the distance, saying, "Why does that look familiar"

Ling Ning, Cai Xiao Jing, and the Young Master Ye followed her gaze. They saw a white figure wearing a short evening dress embroidered with flowers, resembling a large rose blooming under it—extremely beautiful. Her long hair was straight and smooth, tied into a ponytail. She was tall and slender, adorned with a red ghost mask that made her look particularly alluring.

Cai Xiao Jing exclaimed, "This is the evening dress Warm wore last year."

Moreover, it was how Warm had dressed herself; the mask also bore a resemblance to seven-tenths of hers. Her hair was similarly tied up high, her appearance clear and innocent. The embroidered roses were truly stunningly beautiful.

After Cai Xiao Jing pointed this out, Cheng Anya remembered as well.

Indeed, it was a warm and elegant outfit. If one didn't look carefully, her figure could be easily mistaken for Warm's. She was slightly shorter than Warm but wore heels that made the difference less noticeable. This dress did not flatter her as much as it did Warm; she seemed to be hiding some imperfections. Her thighs were somewhat thicker compared to Warm’s long and straight legs.

Young Master Ye touched his chin with a mysterious smile, "Women today are indeed becoming more thoughtful."

Cheng Anya frowned unhappily as Ye Feimo put down the red wine glass and walked towards that woman.

Lin Ning thought to herself that this couldn't be mere coincidence. She was too stupid, thinking that wearing similar outfits was bad enough, but why did she also wear a mask and hairstyle so similar to Warm's It backfired and made it obvious that these were deliberate choices.

Cai Xiaojing recalled the new artist from An Ning who had somewhat of an identical figure and usually wore her hair in a ponytail just like Warm did.

"Madam Ye, perhaps it's not intentional. There is a newly signed artist at An Ning, fresh out of university with decent qualifications; she often wears her hair in a ponytail. I find the resemblance striking but am unsure if it’s her." She was trying to be fair and honest as she didn't like seeing such deliberate attempts either, but perhaps it could just be coincidence.

She had seen that artist before, who seemed very innocent and pure, much like how Warm looked when they first met.

"Is the likelihood of a coincidence this high" Cheng Anya raised her eyebrows with some skepticism. Whether true or false, only by observing would one know for sure.

Ye Feimo stared at that woman with intense eyes, as if he wanted to burn holes through her body. He was lost in thoughts of Warm; he could almost smell the faint fragrance from her and see the affectionate look in her eyes.

In this moment of daydreaming about Christmas night and Warm's graceful figure, someone resembling her appeared before his eyes. Was it a sign from heaven, hearing his heart’s desire Perhaps Warm was back.

He ignored the strange jolt in his heart.

The woman was about to take out some wine when Ye Feimo grabbed her, and with all sorts of people coming and going at the banquet, no one would notice this moment. After all, it wasn't unusual for a man to flirt with a woman.

"Who are you" The woman was puzzled and struggled; her eyes showed a thin layer of anger. Ye Feimo held her tighter, but his heart was cold.

This was not the warmth he remembered. It wasn't the scent she always wore, nor was it her voice.

Warmth's voice was sweet and delicate; when she spoke, there was often a slight trailing tone, especially when calling out his name. It sounded like she was pouting sweetly, which made him feel very comfortable, particularly during intimate moments when he enjoyed hearing her call out his name. The excitement and tenderness that seemed to come from the depths of her heart were something no one else could give him.

Too delicate, even flirtatious; it was unlike Warmth's natural tone. Though the difference was slight, he had already noticed it.

He knew it wasn't Warmth, but he still insisted on taking off her mask to reveal a youthful and beautiful face. She looked slightly older than Warmth and was very pretty; while her features weren't as delicate or refined as Warmth's, they still exuded a soft charm. Her face showed thin anger, with rouge adding to the effect, as she stubbornly glared at Ye Feimo.

He recalled the first time he saw Warmth outside of Anning International, standing in the rain, her peach-blossom eyes full of emotion and pretending to look cold and stubborn. Her young face flushed with anger that even the cold couldn't erase, caused by him.

This face seemed to merge with Warmth's face; they looked similar but weren't exactly alike. If there was a resemblance, it was in their stubbornness, which felt very familiar...ertainly not something he would do.But unexpectedly, his actions in expressing himself were so resolute and straightforward.Just as she wanted to send a message back, Ye Feimo sent another one. Wenran...