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Nuannuan."Nuannuan, why are you here" Tang Shuwen asked in surprise.Warming smiled innocently, like a little white rabbit, "Big Brother Shuwen, I know nothing. Please look at my honest and trustworth...The Substitute Ex-Wife of the CEO Finale 351

Warming touched his wound gently, her nose stung slightly, tears filled her eyes, and a pain gripped at her heart. In times of danger in the past, she always wished Ye Feimo would appear promptly like a knight to a princess, riding on a white horse to save her from peril. But now, she didn’t want Ye Feimo to appear as a knight during her most dangerous moment.

If he came, he would definitely get hurt; she preferred that he did not come at all.

This way, they wouldn't be injured. Seeing him wounded made her heartache too, feeling as if something was pressing down on her chest, wishing the injury had happened to herself instead. Now looking back on that moment filled her with even more dread—falling from such a great height onto trash and sharp metal pieces on the ground; he got hurt merely rushing over like this, but what if something worse happened What would she do then

She had thought she was strong enough not to cry, but Mo Xiaobai and Mo Chen repeatedly assured her that Ye Feimo would wake up today. Despite feeling anxious in her heart, she kept telling herself everything would be alright, that Ye Feimo wouldn’t have anything serious.

In her mind, Ye Feimo had always been a strong man capable of walking through any path he chose, able to do anything and go anywhere. But she also forgot that this man was not actually in great health.

He suffered from severe stomach ailments; although he appeared robust and healthy, it wasn't truly the case.

He could get hurt and bleed too.

"I'm still alive. Why are you crying" Ye Feimo couldn’t bear to see her cry and his voice turned a bit harsh. Although her tears for him were good—meaning she cared about him—he didn't need proof of that in the form of her shedding tears; he hoped Warming would smile happily every day. She was rarely one to cry, and he wanted to make her happy without seeing her shed any more tears. He slowly raised his hand to wipe away her tears.

Warming muttered, "I feel uncomfortable. You look even worse than me—are there other injuries"

"My back," Ye Feimo answered honestly; he didn’t want Warming to worry but not telling her would lead to more anxiety and wild guesses on her part, so it was better to tell the truth—the injury on his back was far more serious than those elsewhere.

He had just regained consciousness today. He shouldn't be getting out of bed, but he wanted to see Warming. Mo Xiaobai also said that Warming was very worried about him; hence, despite it being a struggle for him, he managed to get out of bed to come over.

Ye Feimo is naturally strong-willed and unwilling to accept help from others. By the time he made it from the door to the Rose Garden, he had already exhausted all his strength. Now that his body was even weaker, the pain in his back felt excruciating, but he endured it without wanting her to notice.

"How serious is it Let me take a look," she said excitedly and tried to examine his injury, which pulled at the wound on her shoulder. Warmth subconsciously bit her lip, not wanting Ye Feimo to notice anything amiss.

It really hurts.

"With all your injuries, don’t move around," Ye Feimo warned loudly. Warmth stopped moving and looked at him through tear-filled eyes. "If it’s just a minor injury, would you really undress in front of me here"

“I’m just worried about you.” Tears slid down her cheeks.

"Does your wound hurt"

Warmth nodded. It was precisely because she knew how painful it was that she realized he must be in tremendous pain too. Ye Feimo said, "Such injuries are common and not worth mentioning. As for you, this is the first time you’ve been shot at; you were terrified, weren’t you"

Her world was pure, but he had destroyed that purity. Yet, he didn't regret it in any way.

"I was indeed terrified," Warmth replied. Especially being hoisted up so high and only able to look down at him surrounded by enemies, with the possibility of someone shooting at him from a higher vantage point at any moment—it was quite terrifying.

She had never been so frightened in her life before.

Compared to being forced to drink alcohol in the past, this real-life situation involving gunfire was like child's play and not worth mentioning at all.

"I promise that such a thing will never happen again," Ye Feimo said solemnly. He knew right from the start that coming to Rome wouldn't be good; his sixth sense had been screaming warnings. Originally, he wanted to take Warmth to Milan to play around there and in Venice, and then go on a nearby trip without going to Rome. But when she insisted on visiting Rome, they ended up here.

Momo has the most reliable sources of information. Once he finds out, Mo Xiaobai must have known as well. With these two around, something bad is bound to happen. Innocently causing Warmth to be surprised and injured, I need to settle accounts with them.

Mo Xiaobai was brewing rose tea when he suddenly sneezed. He muttered to himself, "Brother, I suddenly feel like I should go to America. This place is haunted; it's not a good idea to stay for long..."

"Ye Feimo, don't do dangerous things in the future. Seeing you get hurt pains me more than if I were hurt myself. Your body isn’t made of iron; why act like a hero If such situations happen again, there will be trouble between us."

Ye Feimo frowned, "Not rescue you Just stand and watch as you fall to your death from above Idiot, we both survived with just minor injuries. If not for me, you’d have been dead."

"But..."

"No buts; I’m right about this," Ye Feimo said gravely. "In the future, I’ll protect you well and such situations won’t happen again."

Warmth’s gaze softened, tears welled up in her eyes. She was especially prone to crying today.

Especially when seeing him pale but still offering his protection, who says Ye Feimo is cold-hearted or uninteresting They’re wrong; she sees sincerity in his heart.

At least he treats her this way; how others are treated by him doesn’t matter.

"Stop crying. Your face looks ghastly when you cry," Ye Feimo said. Warmth thought to herself that in the Mo family's crowd of beauties, no one dares claim they're pretty.

Warmth choked back a sob and gently encircled his neck, hugging him tightly; only then did her worried heart calm down. Holding him made her feel how wonderful this world was and how content she was.

The blessings she received were truly too great.

To have a lover who would willingly give up his life for you, what else is there to regret in life

She truly feels fortunate to have met him when she was so young. Each extra day she can love him is precious.

Ye Feimo's back hurts terribly, but she doesn't want to disturb the warmth he gives off.

But it really **ing hurts...

And her consciousness is slowly fading away.

"Let's get married in Las Vegas," Warmth said. Ye Feimo had no reaction, which puzzled her. Wouldn't Ye Feimo jump up even if he were half-dead upon hearing this news Didn't he always want to get married

She thought he would be so happy.

Warmth wondered if perhaps he was too happy to react, and understood that it made sense for him not to respond right away.

A long while passed with no response from Ye Feimo. Warmth became worried, "Ye Feimo..."

She gently pushed him, but Ye Feimo's body tilted sideways and he fell to the ground. Warmth was startled, momentarily forgetting about her own injuries as she suddenly stood up, only to lose her balance and fall beside Ye Feimo.

Warmth crawled next to him, holding his head anxiously, urgently calling out for Mo Chen and Little White.

"Ye Yan, Mo Chen..."now."I know there's something wrong with you, or else you wouldn't be here soaking in it," Cai Xiaojing replied coldly, squinting her eyes. The storm clouds gathered above her head, immediately freezi...