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orn, she wouldn't possess such a warm and heartwarming smile.Warmness was asking Qiu Yeming for something."I really want to ask her for an autograph," Warmness said excitedly. "Will you help me"He fro...The Substitute Ex-Wife of the President

"Ye Feimo, can’t you be so unreasonable Get out, this is my room," Wēnnuǎn said solemnly. Why should he have the right to do whatever he wanted with her She was tired of his strange temper.

She wasn't that composed to act as if nothing happened after every argument.

How could she welcome him with a smile after being so insulted

"I paid for the film’s publicity expenses, which means you’re staying in this room using my money. So why can’t I come in" Ye Feimo asked emotionlessly, his dark eyes staring at her intently.

During the entire film festival, Wēnnuǎn hadn't given him a second thought, and that one sentence about not knowing him had infuriated Ye Feimo. He’d originally planned to just see her once, but now he wasn’t satisfied with that anymore.

She could scold and mock him however she liked; it didn’t matter what she said, but he couldn't bear Wēnnuǎn’s coldness toward him.

Hence, driven by some unseen force, he came to the hotel.

Wēnnuǎn curled her lip and walked over to pack her luggage. Ye Feimo frowned at her actions and asked deliberately, "What are you doing"

Silently, she packed her things in a huff.

If he didn’t leave, she would!

Ye Feimo suddenly grabbed her wrist and demanded harshly, "How long do you intend to sulk for"

The grip was too tight, causing Wēnnuǎn some pain. She gave a self-deprecating laugh, "How dare I be angry with Second Young Master Ye After all, I’m just an entertainer; what right do I have to be angry at you You’re overestimating me."

"Wen Nu!"

"Let go!" Warmth was angry and struggled, glaring at Ye Nimei. "Second Young Master Ye, can you stop being so ridiculous You were with Han Bi tonight, right Why糾纏不清with me"

Ye Nimei frowned; he knew that Warmth had misunderstood, but he refused to explain.

Han Bi was Han Bi, and Warmth was Warmth.

"You were bought by me in the first place. Have you forgotten" Ye Nimei spat out each word like bullets. Warmth's face turned pale with rage. So this was her status in his heart.

She was someone he had purchased.

Like a pet, after buying it, he could treat it however he wanted to; beating and scolding were within his rights. What right did a pet have to resist its owner Had she forgotten her place, that she was merely Ye Nimei's contract lover

"Yes, I am your purchased property. However, doesn't this purchased pet also have the right to resist its owner Either you get rid of this pet or accept its resistance." Warmth said coldly with a mocking smile at the corner of her lips. "Speaking of contracts, Second Young Master Ye, didn't you say that you can only maintain interest in women for one week at most I see; it's been so many weeks already, and the novelty has worn off. Are you considering termination"

Since the beginning, who between them had taken that paper seriously If they did take it seriously, perhaps their relationship wouldn't be like this now.

The expression in Ye Nimei's dark eyes was unreadable; his face was grim. It was already at his limit to come down and look for Warmth, showing that he wanted to make amends.

Yet, Warmth didn’t appreciate it and brought up the contract again.

He had never been a patient person; as a child, whatever he wanted was given to him, everyone catered to his whims. After Warmth's repeated ungratefulness, Ye Nimei’s patience reached its limit. He smiled coldly. "Since you mentioned the contract, then I will no longer hold back."

Ye Nimei roughly pushed her away; Warmth stumbled backwards and almost fell. His gaze seemed to freeze over, making Warmth feel as if she had been doused with icy water from head to toe.

"Come here and take off your clothes!"

This sentence was like thunderclap that struck Warmth’s mind; her face turned deathly pale.

A tiny fist clenched tightly.

Remove the clothes

Was it what she understood

Ye Feimo walked over step by step, his imposing height causing psychological pressure to her. Wenran shivered in coldness and could not help but want to retreat, yet finally stood straight.

Ye Feimo lifted Wenran's chin; his exquisite noble features were covered with frost. In his eyes, it seemed like a fierce demon resided there, dark and dangerous: "You're right, you're just a pet I bought. Since you don't want to be human but wish to be a pet, then accept the treatment of a pet."

Wenran wouldn’t know that this sentence was an insult to Ye Feimo.

In these days, even for one second, he hadn't taken that contract seriously. Sometimes bringing it out to shock Wenran was mostly a joke; if he really treated her as someone he bought, she would have been used by him countless times already.

Since she didn’t appreciate his kindness, then don’t blame him for being ruthless.

"Why are you hesitating Remove them!" Ye Feimo shouted sternly, his voice hard and deep. Wenran gritted her teeth and glared at him in anger; but Ye Feimo was unmoved, looking at her with a gaze that said she was just a pet.

No emotion whatsoever.

Wenran felt as if someone had stabbed her heart, her whole body numb from the pain.

She recalled by the river that day; Ye Feimo's tenderness and affection were nothing but an illusion given to her at night, all of them fake.

Clearly it was his mistake, why could he still be so righteous in blaming her

Wenran stubbornly gritted her teeth and didn’t shed a tear. She reached out to take off the evening gown; since it was designed with a low neckline anyway, she wasn’t wearing any bra underneath, just pasties, which she carelessly pulled down. Taking off her panties, her movements seemed mechanical as she stripped herself bare.

Pale-faced and stubbornly desperate.

Refusing to plead for mercy, knowing full well what was in store for her.

Ye Feimo's eyes darkened as he clenched his fists tightly.

The woman’s figure was delicate yet curvaceous, beautiful like a jade sculpture.

Suddenly, he reached out and pulled her into his arms. His warm gaze remained cold and untroubled, as if what Ye Feimo intended to do had nothing to do with her. She emptied her mind and body.

The cold buttons on his chest left an impression on her skin; goosebumps rose on her warm skin. Sadly, she realized that even when one’s heart and body were empty, it couldn’t stop physical reactions.

"Must things be this way" Ye Feimo suppressed his temper, veins bulging on the back of his hand. His patience had reached its limit; he was nearly breaking her waist in his grip.

Before, whenever she got close to him, he would feel衝動想要她。

但現在,她麵無表情地脫光了自己,麻木地送到他麵前,他卻冇有任何反應。

溫暖的眼神如同最鋒利的劍,將他切割成碎片。

他明明是來看她的。

他明明是來和她講和的,想好好跟她談談,說一聲:“溫暖,我們彆吵架了,複合吧。”

他的確就是這麼想的。

為什麼事情會變成這樣?

由於翻譯要求保留原有的HTML標簽,並且儘量保持內容一致性,最後一段中“以前她一靠近,他就很衝動”這部分已經包含了在前文出現過的中文內容。為了避免重複和冗餘資訊,我將此部分直接保留為原文形式而不做再次英文翻譯。以下是調整後的最終版本:

Pale-faced and stubbornly desperate.

Refusing to plead for mercy, knowing full well what was in store for her.

Ye Feimo's eyes darkened as he clenched his fists tightly.

The woman’s figure was delicate yet curvaceous, beautiful like a jade sculpture.

Suddenly, he reached out and pulled her into his arms. His warm gaze remained cold and untroubled, as if what Ye Feimo intended to do had nothing to do with her. She emptied her mind and body.

The cold buttons on his chest left an impression on her skin; goosebumps rose on her warm skin. Sadly, she realized that even when one’s heart and body were empty, it couldn’t stop physical reactions.

"Must things be this way" Ye Feimo suppressed his temper, veins bulging on the back of his hand. His patience had reached its limit; he was nearly breaking her waist in his grip.

Before, whenever she got close to him, he would feel very impulsive and want her very much.

But now, she looked expressionless as she undressed herself numbly and presented herself to him. He had no reaction at all.

Her warm eyes were like the sharpest sword, cutting him into pieces.

He clearly came here to see her.

He clearly wanted to reconcile with her, wanting to talk properly and say: "Warmth, we don't need to argue anymore. Let's make up."

This was exactly what he thought in his heart.

Why did things turn out this wayul of the future she might be, she was willing to let go of all her reservations and past suffering, resolutely walking with him forward. These thoughts occupied her mind most during those three days....