304 I like you

's Substitute Ex-Wife Finale 042 Narcissistic Man (2nd Update)"Miss Wen, I know that I'm good-looking. If you're infatuated with me, just take photos and look at them every night before bed.""I would...304 I Like You

Wen Lan only sustained some minor scratches, nothing serious. Xiao Nian was well-protected by his grandmother and father; he was just scared. For a three-year-old child to experience such an unforeseen event for the first time—Tang Shuwen protected him by taking the bullet himself—Xiao Nian had never seen anything so bloody or heard such terrifying gunfire before. He saw his own father fall in front of him, and he was completely shocked.

The little boy's fair face had no color at all; he sat dazedly on the hospital bed, not saying a single word, nor crying or making any fuss. Chen Xieru immediately hugged her son upon seeing him, but the tears she had held back for several hours now fell freely, yet Xiao Nian showed no reaction.

Tang Si and Wen Lan felt that the situation was serious and asked the doctor to conduct a thorough examination on Xiao Nian. In Tang Shuwen's emergency room, Chen Xieru heard Ye Feimo say that the bullet had hit his chest; the exact extent of it would depend on what the doctors said, but from her tone, it seemed very serious.

Chen Xieru felt cold all over and sat dazedly on a long chair outside. After being busy for a whole day, the Ye family was exhausted too. Tang Si let Young Master Ye III and Cheng Anya leave home first since staying at the hospital wouldn't help much.

Young Master Ye III nodded and told Tang Si to inform them immediately if there were any news.

Tang Si nodded; his son was seriously injured, and his grandson had been so frightened that he couldn't speak. His mood wasn't very good either. Young Master Ye III and the others didn't say much more and led everyone away. Ye Feimo handled the aftermath and returned to Longmen.

Xiao Nian's body was not injured, but his gaze was vacant; he neither spoke nor moved. This sight tore Chen Xieru's heart apart. She coaxed him for a long time without receiving any response, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Xiao Nian, would you say something to your mommy There’s nothing to be afraid of now; we’re going home," Chen Xieru coaxed her son, and Tang Mandong also tried to coax him. However, Xiao Nian's gaze had no focus at all; he didn't speak or respond in any way, leaving Chen Xieru feeling like she'd been drained of all strength.

Wen Lan said, "Xieru, don’t worry. Xiao Nian is just scared. Let him recover for a couple of days, and everything will be fine."

The child was too young to endure such a shock.

"Mom, I'm sorry," Chen Xieru said. Wen Lan held her hand, shook her head, and said, "You silly girl, what are you apologizing for We're family. If anyone has anything to apologize for, it's that the security measures today weren't adequate enough; none of this is your fault. Shuwen protected his own son by taking a bullet for him—this is something every good father and man should do. You don’t need to feel guilty. Everything will be alright with them both."

Chen Xieru didn't know how to express the pain in her heart. Tang Shuwen, Xiao Nian... one was in a life-or-death situation while the other had vacant eyes; half of her heart felt like it had been cut away.

"Everything will be fine," Wen Lan said. She felt even more guilty as this perfect wedding turned into such an unexpected event. It was they who wronged her, and she shouldn't offer any apologies.

Moreover, what happened could potentially bring her future danger.

Three hours later, the lights in the operating room went out; the doctor emerged tiredly. Tang Si and Wen Lan rushed to him immediately. The doctor said that they had already removed the bullet, but Shuwen was still not out of danger. He must be transferred to intensive care; if he couldn’t overcome this critical period within three days, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Tang Si frowned, Wen Lan closed her eyes, and Chen Xieru instinctively hugged Xiao Nian tightly.

Tang Shuwen—I finally mustered up the courage to take a step forward.

I finally made up my mind to be your husband; you can't have anything happen to you.

Hope nothing bad happens.

Warming slept warmly until late afternoon, feeling a headache. Mother Wen made some hangover soup for her, and after drinking it, she felt weak and fell back asleep. The weather was slightly chilly, but staying under the blankets was very comfortable.

Mother Wen called out several times, but Warming refused to get up from bed. She muttered, "How did I end up at home"

"You naughty girl, how could you drink so much Mr. Ye brought you back." Mother Wen said as she helped Warming sit up. "Quickly wash and change, then come downstairs for dinner. Liu Cheng has been here since the afternoon."

"Headache, Mom, don't disturb me, I want to sleep."

"This is polite, get up quickly, go wash yourself." Mother Wen said as she pulled her up. After several requests, Warming slowly went to the bathroom for washing and changing; Mother Wen then went downstairs.

Wen Jing had already set out bowls and chopsticks for their mother. After finishing up in the bathroom and changing into a long dress with an off-white cotton jacket, Warming headed downstairs. Fang Liucheng was talking business with Father Wen, waiting only for her to arrive.

Warming greeted Fang Liucheng on New Year's Day, but she wasn't very hungry due to excessive drinking and had no appetite, looking rather lazy. She didn't respond much to what Fang Liucheng said either.

Luckily, with Mother Wen and Father Wen around, the New Year atmosphere was not too bad.

"Mr. Ye mentioned you hardly ate anything today and just drank alcohol. Drink more soup and eat vegetables; don't keep your stomach empty," Mother Wen said as she served Warming some food. Fang Liucheng glanced at Warming and asked with a slight smile, "Was Tang Shuwen’s wedding lively"

Warming nodded. "It was."

Wen Jing interjected, "Of course it was lively! The scene from TV already tells us how lively it is; the actual site must be even more so, with so many cars."

Warming smiled and lowered her head to drink soup.

Ye Feimo brought her back. Where was he

Today being New Year's Day, he probably went home as people always spend holidays with their family.

Mother Wen noticed Warming wasn't talking much and smiled at Fang Liucheng to explain, "This girl is still feeling the aftereffects of her drinking. Liu Cheng, eat more; Auntie has prepared a lot of dishes you like."

Fang Liucheng gave a slight smile as his gaze swept over Warming. "Thank you, Auntie."

The family had a joyous reunion dinner together. Father Wen and Mother Wen watched the New Year’s Eve gala in the living room while Warming cut an apple plate for everyone and washed a grape dish.

Mother Wen wanted to invite her to watch the gala with them, but Warming said she had a headache and was not up to watching it. She got up and went upstairs.

The phone vibrated, and Warm took it out gently. It was a message from Ye Feimo asking what she was doing. Warm thought to herself that since they had broken up, there wasn't much point in talking anymore. She decided to ignore him and curled up under the covers to sleep.

The phone kept vibrating without stopping. A slight pain tugged at Warm's heart. No matter how loudly the phone rang, she covered her head with a blanket because it was too noisy. When she got out of bed and checked her phone, all it said was "What are you doing"

Warm replied irritably: "Sleeping."

"And what is he up to now"

In secret, Warm thought about this, but a faint, indescribable pain stirred within her heart. She was the one who initiated the breakup, yet she couldn't help thinking of him, which was truly sad. He had left an indelible impression on her.

The phone vibrated again. Warm picked it up and let out a smile, as he asked: "What kind of flower do you like"

Warm smiled to herself; this fool asking such things. She took the phone and typed: Champagne rose.

For quite some time, he didn't reply.

Sadly, Warm pursed her lips and angrily tapped the screen of her phone. How could he be so mean He ignored her just like that! Her heart hurt, and she let out a sigh before tossing her phone aside.

They had broken up.

What were exes supposed to do in such cases Was it what people called "still connected by an invisible thread"

Outside the villa, fireworks could be heard. Today was New Year's Eve, and many people were setting off fireworks. Warm heard Wen Jing's shrill screams; she must have been enjoying them too. Turning her head to look out of the window, she saw a sky filled with beautiful fireworks.

It was truly beautiful and breathtaking, but this view couldn't warm her heart at all.

The feeling was like silk threads that wound tightly around her heart, making it feel clogged. Warm leaned sorrowfully against the headboard of her bed and stared blankly at her phone, hoping for a message from him to make it vibrate again.

But after quite some time, there was still no sound.

Warm felt disappointed.

Perhaps he had only been in the mood for a bit of fun and wasn't actually interested. He was just teasing her.

If she were foolish enough to take him seriously...

In today's wedding ceremony, they made it very clear that their relationship had ended. Warm felt a sharp pain in her heart but took deep breaths to suppress the sorrow and turned over to go back to sleep. Just as she was about to lie down again, however, her phone vibrated once more.

Ye Feimo said, "No breakup allowed."

There were only four words. Warm Heart muttered to herself; it was still just four words. Did he need to text for so long She indignantly typed back, "You don't love me either."

Ye Feimo: Nonsense.

Warm Heart: You admitted it yourself.

Ye Feimo: Self-assured nonsense.

Warm Heart sneered. If they weren’t breaking up, then what were they saying and doing right now Wasn't that a joke Could he want to reconcile At the thought of this possibility, Warm Heart frowned; her heart couldn’t make up its mind.

If they had broken up, it was because she still missed him and hadn’t let go of those ambiguous days.

She hadn't let go of his occasional tender words or his feigned coldness before their breakup.

However, he might not know that.

Warm Heart didn’t reply for a long time. Ye Feimo was also quiet. After some time, he sent another message asking what she wanted in order to come back.

Warm Heart didn't know how to answer; she curled up with her head held tightly while thinking. She still loved Ye Feimo but wasn’t willing for him to have someone else in his heart. She was just a small corner of his mind, and that feeling was terrible.

How could she do things to fulfill herself and him

She didn't know.

The phone rang; it was his call. Warm Heart pursed her lips; unsure if she should pick up or not. Nonmoh, Ye Feimo, what did you want to say in your phone call

This was a new experience; was Ye Feimo making an active move He rarely took the initiative.

Warm Heart picked up the call and heard Ye Feimo's magnetic voice come through, "Warm Heart, no breakup allowed."

The usual clear and cool tone sounded domineering as always, with a touch of his own Ye Feimo arrogance. Warm Heart’s lips twitched but she didn’t speak; why couldn't he do what he said

"I…" Ye Feimo's hesitant voice spoke for a long time, stuttering many times over just to say “I.” Warm Heart’s curiosity was piqued; what did he want to saye, the reason is that Ye Tianyu's little girlfriend is a girl from this village, whose entire family was killed by the government. In a fit of rage, Ye Tianyu took care of everyone involved and refuse...