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l""Lin Ning!"Warming understood that the director, Lin Ning, would definitely spread the news around.The news of their marriage, after being broadcasted by Lin Ning's big mouth, was known to Tang Shuw...418

On her way up, she met a young fan in the elevator who was pestering her for an autograph. The girl appeared to be around fourteen or fifteen years old. It was their first encounter in this building which had four elevators, making it quite rare to meet each other.

Smiling, Warmth signed for her and noted that she pressed the button for the 44th floor. She smiled and said, "Little sister, my work is very busy so I seldom come back home. Also, please don't tell others where I live as it can be troublesome with people coming in and out all the time. Let's keep this a secret between us, okay"

The young girl understood her point and nodded but asked for an autographed poster from her TV drama series instead. Warmth smiled and agreed to it. The girl got off at the 18th floor and told Warmth her address which she wrote down.

Once upstairs, Ye Nimei was already back home.

Looking at his watch, Warmth saw that it was only six o'clock; he usually returned at this time. It seemed like today, he came home early.

He was playing on his tablet computer in the living room while she changed her shoes. When Ye Nimei looked up and saw her, neither of them greeted each other. Warmth went into their bedroom to change clothes before putting on some casual wear.

Occasionally, Ye Nimei would glance at the bedroom direction but then pretended not to care as he continued looking at his screen.

Once changed, Warmth took a quick look at him and entered the kitchen to prepare dinner. She didn't expect Ye Nimei to cook for her; even after living together for so long, she never saw him in the kitchen once.

Ye Nimei held his computer while arguing online and watched as Warmth cooked in the kitchen. Seeing that she seemed fine, he thought that perhaps her anger had subsided...

Cutting carrots, she suddenly stopped and slammed her knife down on the chopping board. Ye Nimei was enjoying his argument when he turned to look at the kitchen; Warmth glared at him with a fiery gaze.

"Ye Nimei, clean the floor!" said Warmth coldly.

They needed to share household chores, and while he couldn't cook, surely he could clean. Although they hired part-time help every few days, today she wanted to give Ye Nimei a hard time because she was unhappy with him.

Turning his head to glance at the floor, Ye Nimei said coolly, "It's not dirty."

"Even if it's not dirty, you still need to vacuum."

"I don't understand!"

"Then go wash the clothes."

"I don't understand!"

"So what do you understand"

"Making money!"

Ye Feimo blankly looked at Warming, who coldly huffed and turned to continue cutting carrots. Her fair side face was tense as the carrots slowly turned into threads under her knife. Ye Feimo put down his tablet and went to find a vacuum cleaner.

He stared at things he had never understood before. He connected the hose, plugged it in, and imagined how Warming would handle it. After fiddling with it for a moment, he more or less knew how to use it.

The living room wasn't dirty; the vacuum cleaner mainly sucked up hair and dust. Ye Feimo coldly looked at the vacuum cleaner, then glanced at the busy Warming in the kitchen, took a deep breath, and got to work!

The sound of the vacuum cleaner echoed through the living room. Warming turned her head, her lips curling slightly into a smile as she watched Ye Feimo use the vacuum on the floor and carpet.

Ye Feimo looked back. Before Warming could retract her smile, she suddenly turned away to continue cutting onions. A glint of light flashed across Ye Feimo's eyes; he was working with more enthusiasm now.

Warming smiled.

This was a good sign. If doing chores made Warming laugh, what couldn't he do

An hour later, Ye Feimo had vacuumed and mopped the entire 44th floor. The floors were gleaming; Ye Feimo felt incredibly pleased with himself, thinking that this time Warming would have calmed down.

Serving up a warm meal with four dishes and one soup, including stir-fried black fungus, curry chicken, braised pork ribs, as well as garlic sautéed broccoli and mushroom seafood soup. The dishes were exquisite, making everyone's appetite run wild.

She served the rice, and Ye Feimo washed his hands to come eat with her.

Warming said nothing; Ye Feimo proudly declared, "I cleaned the floor."

"Just so-so."

Ye Feimo happily smiled, glad that Warming was finally speaking to him again.

"I need to do TV promotion tomorrow," Warming stated coolly. "For ten days."

The expression on Ye Feimo's face darkened as he looked at her emotionlessly; Warming raised her eyes and calmly met his gaze, saying, "This was work that had been arranged beforehand."

"Didn't you say you weren’t going to do the TV promotion There’s already Cao Bingbing, Chen Hang, and Li Chengming doing it," Ye Feimo angrily retorted. He thought Warming wasn’t upset anymore, but he was wrong.

Warming didn’t need ten days for just the TV promotion; she could do one or two sessions and come back. The rest of them could handle it, yet her decision to go for ten days clearly meant avoiding him.

"It's a pity," Warming sighed, "Cai Xiaojing and Director Zhang have already communicated with Hai Run Productions, so I must attend."

At first saying she wouldn't participate wasn’t an issue, but after winning the Golden Chapter Award, her reputation soared as she won Best Actress. The drama crew required both Warming and Chen Xuero to promote "Princess Qinglian", and since the TV series also needed publicity, having them there would be a good topic.

When signing the contract, this had already been included; promotion was their responsibility.

"What nonsense is this must-attend I’ll call Hai Run Productions—"

"Ye Feimo!" Warming lowered her tone. "This is my job."

"You clearly did this to avoid me."

"Would you stop being unreasonable" Tanwarm was annoyed too. She lowered her head, "I'll pack my things soon. Lily will pick me up early tomorrow morning."

Slap!

Ye Feimo slammed his chopsticks on the table and scurried into the room.

Tanwarm's breathing was heavy as she threw her bowl onto the table, losing her appetite.

The sky darkened gradually. Tanwarm sat at the dining table for a while, intending to clean up. Seeing the untouched food on the table made her feel helpless; Ye Feimo had only eaten a couple of bites.

She anxiously looked towards the bedroom door. Earlier that afternoon, Zhang Ling called and said that Ye Feimo hadn't eaten much at lunchtime, which was why she and Cai Xiaojing skipped eating out and went straight home to cook.

Her original intention was to make a nice meal for him and talk about work matters afterward. Unbeknownst to her, as soon as the conversation started, he became upset.

This wasn't an unusual occurrence; previously when promoting Qingshan City, they were apart for ten days. Sometimes he stayed on set without coming back every day. Wasn’t this normal

The problem lay in them being at a standoff point where talking about work made him sensitive.

Tanwarm didn't clean the table either; Ye Feimo had already curled up under his covers to sulk alone early on. She tried her best to speak softly, "Feimo, eat first then sleep."

Ye Feimo pulled up his blanket and covered his head completely. Tanwarm gave a cold laugh, “You’re going to argue with me now Fine by me. If you don’t want to eat it, I’ll throw the whole thing in the trash.”

Tanwarm stormed out of the door.Bai with full memories did not return soon, he would go mad. It was especially difficult when this guy slept right beside him without any awareness of him at all.Moving sensitively to Mo Yao's displea...