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ang Liucheng trying to gauge their reaction; however, Mr. Wen thought it was up to Ruanmian, as long as she agreed, he didn't mind.She was his own daughter after all; he knew her best. With all issues...The Substitute Ex-Wife of the CEO 334 (Final)

Mojing was defeated, damn it, Little Auntie Wife, your logic is so strong.

Moxiaobai swallowed hard and raised his thumb. One word: awesome!

Now he understood why Ye Ke嵐 said that Uncle Two hadn't managed to deal with Future Auntie Two yet. This was simply anti-human thinking.

"Beautiful lady, I'm going to pursue your boyfriend. Please don't look at me with such an expectant gaze."

Moxiaobai gave a false laugh; Little Auntie Wife is just a fox in a white rabbit's skin.

Warming smiled warmly and said, "I feel that you're so flirtatious. Not only will men fall into your palm, they'll also obey you without question. Go chase him now, I think you guys are quite compatible. One with an expressionless face and one like a fairy make for a harmonious and beautiful couple. You can use him to highlight your unparalleled charm; he's the perfect reference."

Moxiaobai bowed in defeat as Mojing asked teasingly, "Why do you think chasing your boyfriend will definitely succeed"

"Did I say it would definitely succeed" Warming was confused.

"You didn't say that" Mojing retorted.

Warming thought for a moment and said seriously, "I just wanted to see what expression Ye Nifei will have when men chase him. His face is very suitable... for the fantasies of fujoshi girls, cough."

Moxiaobai covered his face. "Oh my God, has the earth been invaded by fujoshi girls"

Warming nodded. "Yesterday I saw a couple kissing on Navona Square, both looking very handsome. Italian men make great couples with other men too. You two are quite compatible; however, if the one opposite you were cold and aloof, it would be even better. Emperor-type top and beauty bottom, my favorite pairing."

Moxiaobai: "..."

Mocen, "……"

Mocai looked at Moxiaobai in a strange way; Moxiaobai was speechless and asked the heavens if he really had come to flirt with someone. Why did they end up talking about otaku girls and yaoi Tears welled up in Moxiaobai's eyes.

Mocen thought that today it would have been best for Laoba (the leader) to accompany Xiaobai, as Xiao Shuzaoshu (Xiao’s sister-in-law) must be blushing with hearts in her eyes.

Speaking of which, did Moxiaobai's aura surpass his ability to control it that the emperor-like Laoba had to personally step in

Nuanwen pondered and said, "It seems like we've strayed from the topic."

Moxiaobai chuckled twice. "You finally noticed."

Nuanwen rubbed her nose; this was strange. Why wasn't she angry when discussing these topics with them Could it be that they were indeed meant to be together

"After chatting for so long, don't you want to order something to eat" Nuanwen asked.

Moxiaobai and Mocen shook their heads simultaneously. Mocen said, "He came to invite you on a trip and see if there could be any romantic encounters during the journey. We can have an extremely romantic journey."

"Are you sure your judgment isn’t flawed" Nuanwen asked.

Moxiaobai whistled, "Beautiful lady, where does this lack of confidence come from I used all the few idioms I know on you. Don't you think you are already pretty enough"

"That's exactly why I'm even more unsure. Do you know what that idiom means"

“Of course, you’re one of the most beautiful Oriental women I’ve ever seen.” Moxiaobai said with a smile. The 'one of' was very problematic; it could mean many things depending on context.

A warm smile, "I'm not even one-tenth of you."

"That's right, don't you know who you're comparing yourself to" Mo Xiaobai accepted the compliment without any modesty. Mo Chen kicked him under the table; this is how you flirt with a girl

Mo Xiaobai adjusted his narcissistic expression, "What I meant was that you're also very pretty."

"You two are really funny, by the way, do you know me" Warm said. How could men hit on someone like how they did It wasn't even flirting; it was... she herself didn't know what to call it.

Warm's phone rang. She apologized and answered the call. Ye Feimo asked, "Where are you"

"On the 36th floor small restaurant. You can come down now." Warm smiled, "I'll order something for you."

"Whatever is fine."

Warm hung up the call; Mo Xiaobai and Mo Chen exchanged glances and stood to leave. Mo Xiaobai gave her a cheek kiss in gentlemanly fashion, "Miss, we will meet again if it's meant to be,"

I must redeem myself.

He said so and ran faster than a rabbit; Mo Chen quickly followed suit.

Before Warm could say anything else, the two had already vanished without a trace, running incredibly fast.

The moment they left, Ye Feimo came down. Warm was ordering them a simple Western breakfast; after breakfast, they were going to Venice Square and Trevi Fountain.

"Feimo, just now two men came to hit on me," Warm said with a smile, "They're even more handsome than movie stars. Italy really is the best country for meeting good-looking guys. It's perfect."

Ye Feimo sneered and couldn’t help but say, "I see that you like Italy because it has handsome guys"

"You’re my mind reader."

"Enough of that. Don’t crawl into your belly anymore; it’s written all over your face. You can’t wait to proclaim it to the world. Who doesn’t know about it," Ye Feimo said with a smile, "No matter how handsome they are, could anyone be as good-looking as me"

Warming coughed and said, "Actually, speaking honestly, everyone is more handsome than you."

Ye Feimo: "..."

He glared at her. Warming turned her head to look at the beautiful scenery outside the window; there was a different kind of charm in looking down from such an elevation.

After breakfast, Ye Feimo took Warming to play around Piazza Venezia. Today, it was packed with people and tourists everywhere, filling up the entire square. People were also gathered at the entrance for some sort of event.

Ye Feimo usually didn’t like crowded places. Standing atop the sixteen columns, looking out on Rome’s cityscape from that vantage point gave him a different kind of feeling—it was like being in a painting. Ye Feimo took photos to capture her beauty.

"This place is high up," Ye Feimo said. "Viewing Rome’s skyline from the highest point of Castel Sant’Angelo and Piazza Venezia as a prominent landmark."

"It’s truly beautiful here. Though Rome’s architecture is magnificent, this square still stands out among them."

Ye Feimo nodded. They spent some time in Piazza Venezia, and Warming felt thirsty. Ye Feimo said, "Wait here while I get you something to drink."

"Okay!" Warming stood there taking photos; the morning light was too strong, making it difficult for her to find a good angle. She wasn’t satisfied with any of the shots she had taken and kept changing angles.

She was having fun when suddenly danger slowly crept closer. A van pulled up, and two men in black masks got out from inside. They approached Warming from behind, one grabbing her arm while another covered her mouth and nose with a towel, instantly dragging her into the car. She struggled but soon lost consciousness.yes slightly reddened. He found warmth unprecedentedly troublesome; women to him were merely at his beck and call, except for Han Bi, when had he ever been bothered by any womanA single moment of warm...