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njoyed acting, but would she ever get the chanceThe carpenter’s bench is straightened at its own end. She’d deal with future matters when they came.A few days later, Mr. Wen was released without charg...393

"Fei Mo is different. He pays attention to every move I make and cares about my joys and sorrows. Although I chase after him, it doesn't feel as unreachable as before. He'll slow down and wait for me until I catch up. I can cry freely in front of him or laugh without restraint. I can let him see the worst side of myself too. When he's not happy, I'm not happy either; unconsciously, I want to understand him and take care of him, always wanting to give him my best. Never before have I felt this way, as if we are one entity that cannot be separated. At first, when you didn't love me, I kept encouraging myself to try harder so that you would fall in love with me. But if Fei Mo no longer loves me, I can't imagine what state I'll be in. Perhaps this is the difference between unrequited love and mutual affection."

"You made me realize that there exists beautiful love in this world. When I was still naive, you brought me close to this world, but it was Ye Feimo who led me into that realm and made me experience the joys and sorrows of love. These are two distinct feelings, or perhaps different stages of emotions. Some people are lucky enough to encounter just one person in their lifetime, someone who brings them closer and takes them further. Yet others only get as far as being close but never truly enter."

With a sweet smile, she said, "Brother Liu Cheng, I hope you meet the girl who will make you truly happy. Really, you will find her; then you'll be grateful that I left you. At first, I thought I loved only you and would never love anyone else, but in the end, I fell for Ye Feimo. So, it's hard to predict matters of the heart."

"Nuannuan..." Fang Liucheng listened quietly; hearing those words about loving him had suddenly brought a ray of sunlight into his dark world. "Nuannuan, thank you and best wishes."

Thanking her for having loved him with all her heart once.

It was because he didn't cherish it that he lost it.

"Same to you," Nuannuan smiled as she hung up the phone, finally putting an end to a heavy burden on her mind. She happily laughed, now free from any load, but then saw Ye Feimo standing at the entrance of the greenhouse with his arms crossed and looking at her.

Her face flushed red like a sudden bloom of crimson clouds. She stood up abruptly, her cheeks blushing against the backdrop of white magnolias, resembling peach blossoms in March.

"You... How could you eavesdrop on my phone call" Renwan was panicking and pretended to be fierce, glaring at him.

Ye Feimo leaned against the door, tall and handsome. The light from the greenhouse cast a thin layer of jade-like glow over his face, making his features even more delicate under the illumination of both light and flowers. His dark eyes twinkled with amusement. His lips curled into an enigmatic smile that seemed to be a mixture of arrogance and satisfaction, creating an incredibly alluring aura. Renwan felt her cheeks flush as she was caught in his gaze, feeling her heart race uncontrollably.

It was as if he had woven a web of affection around her, gradually entrapping her, with fiery gazes coming from every direction. He had confined her within invisible boundaries, leaving no place to escape.

Ye Feimo loosened his grip and walked over with a gentle smile, softly caressing her face. His gaze was so tender that it seemed like water could flow from it.

Avoiding his eyes, she dared not look at him, fearing she would fall completely if she met his eyes. Ye Feimo lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his dark eyes directly; there, she saw a reflection of herself, blushing and uneasy.

"Nuannuan, say it again," Ye Feimo said softly, his voice tinged with seduction that made Renwan's heart quiver as if tiny electric currents were running through her chest and up to her scalp, causing goosebumps.

Her face was getting hotter by the second, almost like she had a fever.

Loving him was one thing, but saying it in front of him made her shy and uneasy, as if they hadn't officially confessed their feelings to each other yet.

"You're bullying me."

"Say it again, say that you love me," Ye Feimo said in a low voice. His restrained tone added an irresistible charm, making Wenran feel as if she were being tightly held by him.

"I love you, Ye Feimo." Wenran bravely met his affectionate gaze, pronouncing each word clearly and distinctly: "Very much, very much."

A slow smile began to spread across Ye Feimo's lips. The depths of his dark eyes filled with joy, intensifying gradually as if he had received some affirmation or encouragement, perhaps it could be called his unparalleled treasure.

His smile was like a white magnolia blooming in the night, exuding elegance and fragrance. Wenran always thought Ye Feimo was like a poppy—his smiles were lethal and enchanting—but she never realized he could also smile so purely and brilliantly. This kind of happiness stemmed from his core, a satisfaction that radiated joy even when his eyes were closed. She felt the delight emanating from him.

She was very happy knowing it was her who made him smile like this.

Ye Feimo lowered his head and gently kissed her lips softly and tenderly, making one's heart swoon.

The lights flickered, flowers bloomed, two hearts that loved each other deeply entwined together不分你我。

Han Bi sat alone on the third-floor open-air balcony of the villa drinking. Without makeup, her skin was still fair and beautiful, exuding charm; her long wavy hair draped over her shoulders, she wore a loose white shirt revealing her straight and smooth legs, looking in the night like someone indescribable.

Sexy, beautiful, yet with a touch of decadence, as if tempting people to commit a crime.

不分你我。這部分不要翻譯，因為它已經是一箇中文短語，不需要英文版本。

The lights flickered, flowers bloomed, two hearts that loved each other deeply entwined together.

Any man would be willing to fall at her feet and submit himself to such a vivacious beauty.

Her beauty surpasses the power of words, exuding sensuality from the depths of her being, dazzlingly captivating.

The moonlight cast a thin layer of pallor and coldness over her face; there were glistening tears on her eyelashes. Two empty wine bottles lay at her feet, and traces of wine stained her white shirt.

She had drunk quite a bit but was not drunk. Han Bi’s lips curved into a faint mocking smile, one that mocked something unknown. Linda walked over and took the bottle from her hand, saying, "Han Bi, stop drinking. No matter how sad you are, Ye Ershao won’t see it. Don’t hurt yourself anymore."

Han Bi let out a series of hahas, snatched back the wine bottle, sneered, and said, “Mind your own business; no one else’s either.”

Linda was beyond furious but didn’t know what to say. "For a little warmth Is this really necessary Han Bi, is this still the Han Bi I know How could someone so proud and confident be brought down by her What does she amount to anyway Nothing at all, not even one-tenth of you. Why hold onto her like that"

Han Bi tilted her head back and took a mouthful of liquor. "Yes, she’s nothing; less than one-tenth of me… but Nie Mo likes her, truly likes her… I can never go back to how we were before, never..."

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