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Warm originally wanted to hear his explanation, but upon hearing Ye Feimo's questioning tone, she immediately stood up. "Ye Feimo, on what grounds are you questioning me Who needs an explanation now It seems that if I made a mistake, it's all my fault"

Ye Feimo narrowed his eyes, locking her with a dangerous gaze. "Did you read my message"

"You asked me to pick up the call yourself, and even if I had picked it up, Han Bi would have told me anyway. Besides, I didn’t intentionally open your messages; it was an accident since your phone is overly sensitive. Forget it, I won't explain anything to you. In short, I won't invade your privacy from now on. That's all, I'm tired of this, and there’s no need for explanations." Warm had become angry and threw the textbook down as she tried to leave.

Ye Feimo grabbed her arm; when Warm tried to free herself, he held onto her even tighter. "Let go!" she said angrily.

"That day, she fell ill, so I went to see her. She accidentally spilled tea on my wrist, which is why I took off my watch. When leaving, I forgot it," Ye Feimo explained.

Warm sneered. "Oh, she was sick, and you went to see her Accidentally spilt some tea so you took off your watch Then why did you lie to me You yourself told me that the watch was being repaired."

Ye Feimo's gaze deepened, his eyes suppressing a certain emotion. He held it in without speaking out; he only looked at Warm coldly. "I just didn’t want you to overthink things."

Warm looked at Ye Feimo and thought about his attitude towards Han Bi in front of her, as well as their hidden relationship behind the scenes. She couldn’t help but feel suspicious: Did Ye Feimo do this on purpose

Was he deliberately cold to Han Bi in her presence, making it seem like they had completely ended things But behind closed doors, you two continue meeting, and perhaps doing even more intimate things where she can't see.

Sarcastically smiling at herself, Ye Feimi turned her shoulder. Warmth noticed his slightly disconcerted expression, a mix of anger and confusion. She sneered, "What are you worried about You should be concerned about Han Bi, not me."

"Warmth, I'm sorry for lying to you. The truth about the watch is indeed as it stands; beyond this, I can't say more. Don’t you trust me"

Warmth was furious, her face flushed red. "Trust you On what grounds should I believe you What have your actions done to earn my trust Ye Feimi, don’t be so selfish and expect me to blindly obey like a mere possession of yours. No matter what you do, I can remain silent as a wooden doll. Dream on! You deceived me first, then got exposed, yet still demand my trust—this is utterly unrealistic."

Ye Feimi slowly released her hand; she couldn’t read his expression—was it disappointment or indifference Warmth thought that their happiness wasn't fake and she could feel his affection towards her. But how much else was wrapped within this love, she didn’t know.

The role Han Bi played in his heart, she also had no clue about.

Ye Feimi's insistence on her believing him seemed unlikely.

Might he have a past that wasn't entirely clean Or did she already know of the history between him and Han Bi Perhaps their relationship from the start carried traces of Han Bi’s influence.

Saying trust was too difficult.

When they first agreed to be together, knowing his heart contained thoughts of Han Bi, she had hoped that with more effort, things could turn out differently.

But now, even an explanation from him felt vague and unsatisfactory.

The warmth feels extremely sad.

She barely suppresses the sorrow welling up in her heart and looks straight at Ye Feimo. She tries to present herself with some grace, "Ye Feimo, actually you don't have to lie to me or explain anything. I remember that you said your interest in a woman can only last one week; you've had what you wanted, which has already exceeded a week now. After all, I'm not her—you can just tell me if you're tired of me, and I won't cling onto you."

Ye Feimo's gaze darkens, his anger rising as he looks at her in shock and rage, as if wanting to tear her apart.

The explanation that was about to come out of his mouth is swallowed back. When Warm remains silent for a long time, she gives a self-deprecating smile, picks up her bag, and leaves.

Warm has an odd habit; when she feels troubled in her heart, she likes going to places with lots of people, such as bustling squares or the riverside. The more lively the place, the more she enjoys it—as if the liveliness could drive away all her sadness and troubles.

New Year's Day is approaching, and the streets are filled with a festive atmosphere, giving everything a fresh new feel. Stores are offering discounts and promotional activities; people are joyfully shopping to prepare for the coming year.

Posters promoting "Beauty Captivating the City" cover every street, but Warm cannot find any reason to be happy. The success in her career seems unable to offset the disappointment in her heart—the joy of overnight fame long gone.

Warm wears a white knitted hat and sunglasses; she sits silently on a square chair with her cap brim pulled low while others rest or chat over milk tea nearby.

The weather is chilly, and she warms her hands but doesn't know where to go next.

Chen Xieru and Tang Shuwen are getting married, so Man Dong must be busy. Gao Chunmiao's family has gone to the US for New Year’s, so no one is in town. Should she return home How embarrassing! After much deliberation, Warm realizes that she doesn’t have any very close friends.

Bored...

The endless silence oppressed her nerves, and the happiness was nowhere to be found.

She took out her iPhone tablet from her bag, turned it on, and logged onto Weibo. Her Weibo already had 2 million followers; Warmth was a loyal user of Sina Weibo and hadn't moved over to other platforms like Tencent or Sohu yet, even though some people were offering very attractive fees for her presence there.

She felt that one Weibo account was enough.

If she had too many, she wouldn't have the energy to manage them all.

This particular Weibo account, besides herself, only Sister Xiao Jing knew the username and password. Sometimes she would post some work-related information on her behalf, but generally Warmth didn’t handle such matters.

What should she write Warmth pursed her lips; when she was in a bad mood, she didn't know what to say on Weibo either.

After thinking for quite some time and still not knowing what to write, she finally took a photo of the bustling square and uploaded it.

The streets were cold today, making shopping alone very boring. Was anyone up for an unexpected encounter

Within ten seconds of posting, there were already many replies. Many local people immediately recognized where she was; this place was quite distinctive, as she had also made amends with Ye Feimo here last time. How pitiful that a walk led her right back to the same spot. and not a single person survived.Almost all their faces were unrecognizable, covered in dust and blood, making it hard to tell one from another.The Ghost Face hugged Wu Shuang, saying, "Wu Shuang, do...