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Prestigious City Apartments, 44th floor.

The outside was aglow with lights and stars twinkling brightly, but inside the room it was pitch black, the darkness oppressive and suffocating. Occasional flashes of white light illuminated the TV screen, casting shadows on the walls.

Ye Feimo sat in front of the television, pressing the remote non-stop; he didn't know what he wanted to watch but mechanically pressed away without expression.

He switched channels rapidly, before any sound could be heard.

The light reflected off the TV cast an ethereal pallor on his face. Ye Feimo focused intently on the screen and gradually slowed down; this time he waited for the sound to come out before switching channels.

Inside the room, all that could be heard was the television.

The familiar busyness was gone, as were the familiar scents and presence of someone. All of a sudden, the silence seemed terrifying.

Nine o'clock already.

Warming hadn't returned yet, her phone next to him but silent.

He remembered that she had no overtime recently and wasn't in any shooting locations. He didn't call Cai Xiaojing or Warming; he thought Warming would surely give him a call if she was busy, telling him to remember to eat properly every night. Listening to her voice became an enjoyment.

But now, there was no sound of her voice.

His world seemed devoid of sound.

She hadn't come home so late and didn’t call; did that mean she wasn't coming back

The thought made Ye Feimo restless, pressing the remote quickly, screens flashing before his eyes rapidly.

Maybe the phone was out of power.

He picked it up and saw that there were still four bars of battery left.

Ye Feimo slumped dejectedly on the sofa; it was really quiet, even more so with only the sound of the TV.

The pain in his stomach started to surface.

In the morning he hadn't eaten anything. At noon, without appetite and in no mood to eat, he ate very little. No one had made him dinner either; as a result, his stomach hurt even more. Ye Feimo curled up on the sofa in pain, drenched in sweat.

He thought back to that night when his stomach was hurting, Nuanguan bought medicine for him, and also tea and doughnuts, spending a wonderful evening with him full of joy. Why wasn't she here today

If his stomach hurt tonight, who would buy him medicine Who would get him doughnuts or sweetened tea

No one was going to do it.

It really hurts.

Why did he say those nonsense words to her; if not, Nuanguan might still be around.

Feeling severe pain in his stomach, Ye Feimo wondered if Nuanguan was gone for good

She didn't have to live here.

Would she no longer make him meals

To his surprise, he missed her crazily.

In agony, Ye Feimo took out some stomach medicine from his pocket and swallowed it haphazardly. He lay cold-sweating on the sofa.

Stupid girl, don't come back or I'll make sure to teach you a lesson.

Ye Feimo was enduring stomach pain while cursing under his breath. Although he looked weak, he still put on a face of determination.

The TV was playing "Break Up," and the sad lyrics irritated Ye Feimo further. He grabbed the remote control and threw it at the TV in anger; however, due to his stomach pain, he missed the TV and broke a vase beside it instead.

Cheng Anya opened the door on the 45th floor but found the room dark and empty, which puzzled her. Where were the people

She walked around the room, intending to put the food she had bought in the refrigerator; however, it was completely empty as if no one lived there. Wasn't Ye Feimo being taken care of by Wenman

Cheng Anya called Ye Feimo, and he picked up after just one ring: "Wenman, come back quickly to cook!"

The call was made in a very sinister tone.

Cheng Anya remained silent. "I'm at the apartment above. Where are you" she asked.

She had been casually wandering around upstairs when she found that passage, leading her to recall that it seemed Wenman lived on the 44th floor. So these two floors were connected after all

This was quite an ingenious solution.

"Mom" Ye Feimo was surprised, seemingly not expecting Cheng Anya's call. By the time Cheng Anya had come downstairs and entered the living room, he still lay on the sofa without any reaction.

Cheng Anya turned on the light with a start and hurriedly snatched away his remote control to turn off the TV.

"What are you doing Your stomach hurts, don't you Go to the hospital," Cheng Anya said solemnly. She tried to help him up, but he shook his head, refusing: "Mommy, I’m fine; I’ve taken my medicine."

Cheng Anya felt both angry and worried, knowing that Ye Feimo had thrown a tantrum from the shattered TV.

"You naughty boy! Can’t you give me some peace of mind" Cheng Anya wiped his sweat off his forehead. She then ran upstairs to fetch the food she bought earlier and put it in the refrigerator before starting to cook for him immediately.

Cheng Anya's cooking skills had never been very good, so the food wasn't particularly tasty either.

However, it's acceptable to use them for porridge.

She cooked seafood congee for Ye Feimo.

She also stir-fried asparagus, his favorite dish, and served it to him. Seeing that Ye Feimo had no appetite, Cheng Anya narrowed her eyes and said, "Come over!"

He went over without any expression and sat down to eat.

"Where is Nuhan" Cheng Anya asked, guessing they must have quarreled because it was so late and Nuhan wasn't home yet.

Ye Feimo didn't answer; he remained silent as he ate his seafood congee. Cheng Anya pursed her lips, "Did you two argue"

If they had argued, that would be one thing, but it couldn't really be considered an argument.

Strictly speaking, Nuhan was the one who had yelled at him, and she hadn't retorted. Now he even hoped she would come back so that he could vent his frustration by having her yell at him in return. At least then he'd feel better.

"Feimo, do you really like Nuhan" Cheng Anya asked.

"I don't know!" Ye Feimo pouted.

Cheng Anya smiled and said, "What does 'don’t know' mean If you like her, it's just two words. If you don’t like her, it’s three words. How can there be an option of not knowing"

"I really don't know!" Ye Feimo replied in five words.

Cheng Anya was frustrated by his response.

“With your attitude, you shouldn’t expect any girl to like you. Even if someone does like you, who can put up with your temper” Cheng Anya couldn't help but scold him. "Nuhan is such a well-behaved child; you could still make her run away. I’m telling you that I’ve already chosen this daughter-in-law for myself, and you need to bring her back home or else you’re dead meat."

Ye Feimo twitched the corner of his mouth, "If you like her, you go get her. Oh wait, Daddy won’t let you do it."

Cheng Anya almost slapped him into the bowl of seafood congee. Considering that he had an upset stomach, she restrained herself.er of the Ye family suddenly fell silent.Today, Ye Feimo was in a bad mood all day. He called warmth twice but she didn’t pick up both times, with Tianzong picking up instead; the little guy seemed to...