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"Are you putting pressure on me" Warm glared at him. Ye Feimo smiled calmly, "Once the film is done, how to increase box office numbers is your responsibility. If you don't do well, it's not your fault anyway. What are you worried about"

"How could I not be worried" Warm sighed heavily, "There will be a premiere tomorrow and Director Lin has invited quite a few critics. I'm probably going to get harshly criticized. It's really disheartening."

"Didn't you say that you're confident"

"When the instructor asked if you knew how to march in step, you said yes. But only a few people actually did it correctly," Warm grumbled, "Have you watched the movie yet"

"Not yet. I'll be attending tomorrow's premiere as well," Ye Feimo replied. Warm let out an 'oh' sound and couldn't help but mutter under her breath about what he was going to do there.

"I'm really worried that I'll get completely criticized tomorrow." Warm covered her face with her hands. Actually, the box office numbers were a secondary concern for her. As investors, Tang Shuwen and Ye Feimo would naturally be most concerned about them. She was also an actress so she cared about the box office as well, but what she cared about even more was public opinion.

When she was acting, she had been full of confidence in herself. But now, she wasn't so sure anymore.

The two movies currently being shown were doing very well at the box office—one with a terrible reputation and one with an excellent reputation. Warm worried that her performance would be the worst. In mid-December, there would also be two New Year's films coming out—one starring her and another romantic comedy.

"Lin Ning spoke highly of your acting; usually what he praises won't get criticized by others, assuming his judgment isn’t off."

"Can't you just say the first part" Warm felt like picking up a computer to smash him with it.

Ye Feimo was in high spirits today and didn't argue with Warm. He wanted to take care of everything as soon as possible before being intimate with her again, so he worked at an incredibly fast pace all day long—Second Young Master Ye was like a person injected with adrenaline. Zhang Ling came in and out with files, very pleased.

The warmth is really godly; look at Ershao's speed. Work that usually takes three days can be done in one.

The efficiency is not just high, it's extremely high.

Ye Feimo has a meeting in the first conference room at 2:30 PM. When Warmth wanted to play with his phone, Ye Feimo didn't hesitate and handed it over. Warmth happily researched Ye Feimo's top-of-the-line phone.

She asked Baidu, but couldn't find out which brand it was from.

But the functions were very comprehensive; whatever a regular person’s phone has, his had too. What others don’t have, he did. It was almost like a mobile computer. Seeing that Ye Feimo's phone screen was really ugly, she downloaded a pretty picture online to replace it. When looking for it, she realized that the ad she saw before was actually sent from this phone, and there were quite a few of her photos on his phone.

Warmth chuckled and set their group photo as the screen background.

Looking back, although Ye Feimo only had a slight smile at the corner of his lips, he was holding a Hello Kitty donut, making him unusually cute. Thinking about it, Miss Warm felt quite satisfied with how well they matched each other.

After playing around for a while, Warmth fell asleep sweetly on the sofa, comfortably napping. When Ye Feimo returned and saw her sleeping soundly beside the ringing phone, he hurriedly picked up the phone to avoid waking her up.

The call was from Han Bi again. Ye Feimo frowned, wondering if he should change his number.

This phone number had been used for many years without changing it; everyone knew this number, so switching now would be troublesome. He walked to the window and picked up the call, asking, "What is it"

"Feimo, today is Sister Mei's birthday party. Can we go together" Han Bi asked with a smile.

Ye Feimo pursed his lips. "I have company."

He hung up after saying that.

Miss Mei is a big sister figure in the entertainment industry and an old senior of An Ning. She's an outstanding artist with many classic works in films, deeply respected by her juniors.

Wen Ran fluttered her eyelashes as she waited for Ye Nimore to return to his seat and resume work before waking up properly; she had actually woken up the moment Ye Nimore entered. The phone call woke her up, fortunately it was Ye Nimore returning or else she wouldn't know how to handle this call.

It seems that Ye Nimore’s calls aren’t something to be toyed with.

Wen Ran tidied up her slightly disheveled clothes. When Ye Nimore lifted his eyes and saw her, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "Awake Would you like some afternoon tea"

"I’m on a diet." Wen Ran smiled.

She searched the internet for some information and suddenly came across a news article. It reminded her of what Tang Mandong had said to her two days ago about Tang Shuwen possibly getting married.

Mandong didn’t say much beyond that, which left Wen Ran with some doubts. The photo was taken secretly; it showed Tang Shuwen and an unknown woman who seemed quite delicate with flowing dark hair. It was said to be his fiancée.

In her memory, Tang Shuwen was refined and gentlemanly but also very adventurous, on par with Ye Nimore.

Nevertheless, she cared about her good friend’s brother.

"Ye Nimore, Mandong said that Brother Shuwen is getting married. Do you know who the bride will be" Wen Ran asked.

Without even raising his head, Ye Nimore replied, "Her name is Zhao Yuning. Shuwen has liked her for many years. He mentioned recently that he wanted to set a date and get married, but I’m not sure if it’s true."

"So it was true." Wen Ran breathed a sigh of relief and said happily, "Brother Shuwen getting married means that Man Dong and I can be bridesmaids."

Ye Feimo glanced at her with a hint of sourness, "You really like Tang Shuwen"

"Yes, I do."

Ye Feimo gave a cold snort but Wenran wasn't bothered by it. "I heard from Mandong before that Brother Shuwen seemed to have had a serious girlfriend in high school. After she left him, he started living life carefree and indulgently. I was going to say... you..."

Wenran paused for a moment, damn it, these rich boys all went through similar experiences; they were truly... deserving of criticism.

"Yeah, my high school girlfriend."

"From our school"

"Yes, she was one grade below me and served as the cultural publicity commissioner in the student council," Ye Feimo paused, then looked up. "Speaking of which, we are alumni; you can call me senior brother."

“Senior brother my foot, when I was in seventh grade you were already graduating.”

"I graduated before you entered seventh grade, so you still have to call me senior brother," Ye Feimo said coolly. Wenran ignored him; he was too good at taking advantage of her.

Just as the two were bickering, Chen Xieru called for Wenran; something seemed off about her voice. They agreed to meet at a café above the Huai River. Wenran waved goodbye to Ye Feimo and headed out.

"You promised you'd spend the day with me."

“Who promised You yourself said that," Wenran put on her shoes as she spoke, then suddenly rushed over to the table and slammed both hands down. "Ye Feimo, would you please stop hiding Xieru Sister She's already had enough misfortune."ittle spat; she didn't say anything.“Your taste is truly poor,” Ye Feimo said in a somewhat sarcastic tone, without specifying who he was addressing. Cheng Anya was surprised; her son had never been i...