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In a huff of anger, she stormed out, her temper flaring up in waves. If only she had eaten with Cai Xiaojing outside earlier; at least then she wouldn't have to worry about this now. What she disliked the most about Ye Nimore was that he would refuse to eat when upset and wouldn't consider how it affected her.

Just as she was preparing to throw away the leftovers, Ye Nimore came out of his bedroom. Warming paused, coldly watching him. Ye Nimore walked over obediently and started eating. Warming had lost her appetite completely; she threw down her plate and sat across from him. The food had gone cold, but in the end, she couldn't bring herself to be so cruel—she put it in the microwave for a moment before bringing it back out for him. Ye Nimore remained silent, and Warming thought he would have nothing to say.

She wasn't very hungry, drinking only some soup. Even if she was angry, she wouldn't leave him alone at mealtime. Ye Nimore disliked that feeling, and so did she.

The two didn't speak a single word for half an hour.

After finishing his dinner, Warming threw away the leftovers and cleaned up before leaving the kitchen. Ye Nimore waited in the living room for her; when she pretended not to see him and entered her bedroom, he followed silently behind her.

"When are you leaving tomorrow"

Warming didn't answer. After several attempts by Ye Nimore, she still remained silent. He stopped asking. Warming took a shower and called Lily, informing her to come early the next day before starting to pack her things.

She was quick on her feet; it only took half an hour for her to finish packing into one small travel bag. Afterward, she went straight to bed. Ye Nimore had already curled up in bed long ago. Warming said indifferently, "I'll leave at ten tomorrow."

Lying down, Ye Nimore remained silent and still. Warming turned on her computer to check and reply to some emails. Once done, she logged onto Weibo—when she saw the numbers, she was taken aback. She had several thousand forwards, nearly a hundred thousand new followers, and close to ten thousand comments. Her Weibo following indeed had skyrocketed after winning the Golden Chapter Award; it seemed all these people were looking for someone to vent their frustrations at.

A warm smile appeared on her face as she opened the comments below, only to find them filled with all sorts of arguments and curses. There were endless discussions about unwritten rules, and people even cursed their ancestors.

Cai Xiao Jing had asked her not to come online yet, which proved to be a wise decision. Her official website was better managed by actual fan groups with administrators in charge. Anyone who posted inappropriate comments would be kicked off the site immediately, hence many heated arguments took place on Weibo instead.

Warm smiled faintly and didn't mind it at all. However, she noticed something amusing: Lin Ning was having a fierce argument online for her sake, with some fans joining in to fight alongside him. Their words were sharp and vicious beyond imagination.

Sighing, she thought that this was just the usual behavior of fans.

If she felt frustrated, she would also find a member account to join in the fray for fun. Lin Ning was known as the king of arguments; no one dared to be too arrogant on his side since all his loyal followers were sharp-tongued individuals who wouldn't hesitate to start an argument.

Many people had come to support him, which explained why things got so heated.

Besides her close friends and the master of ceremonies for the Golden Chapter Award, Pei Jun, several beauties from An Ning—like Peng Shuyao—had also spoken up. These individuals carried a lot of weight, yet they couldn't stop the arguments either.

Warm watched all this with calmness, even finding it interesting to scroll through page after page. After a few pages, she decided to leave and posted an update about her upcoming promotional activities for tomorrow. This Weibo account was only used by her and Cai Xiao Jing; usually, any work-related information would be posted by Cai on her behalf. However, since Cai rarely logged in unless it involved important matters, she wouldn't bother with such trivial things.

Warm secretly checked Han Bi's Weibo account where she had posted pictures of herself wearing the red dress from last night, along with a passage saying: "A bird can’t fly across the sea because there’s no waiting on the other side. Past events cannot be relived; why act so foolishly"

Her heart tightened as she switched to her own page and found hundreds of comments already. She felt it wasn't worth the effort, closed Weibo, turned off her computer, and went to bed.

She and Ye Feimo rarely went to bed this early.

He was very busy, sometimes having to stay in his study until late at night. Before their marriage, Warming didn't pay much attention to him, but after they got married, she always made sure he finished all his work by eleven o'clock and went to rest.

They were both night owls; before ten o'clock, they hardly ever went to bed. This was true for Ye Feimo as well as Warming.

The silence in the darkness was suffocating.

Warming didn't remember when she had fallen asleep. When she woke up, Ye Feimo wasn't beside her; it was already nine o'clock and he had left for work long ago. Warming washed up, changed clothes, got ready, and made a simple breakfast to eat.

The assistant called to say that the car was waiting downstairs. Warming packed up and took her luggage out with Lily and the driver both waiting downstairs. Assistant Lily was two years older than Warming and had just graduated from university; although she tended to be careless, she was lively and endearing.

As soon as they got in the car, Lily began talking about her itinerary. Warming raised her hand to ask her to stop because she had already seen it. Lily smiled, and then they set off for the airport where Director Zhang, Chen Xieru, Zhu Bingbing, Chen Hang, and others were waiting at the departure lounge; a large group of people boarded the plane.

Warming thought about it and sent Ye Feimo a message before boarding: I'm on the plane now.

Ye Feimo quickly replied with just one character: okay.

Warming was about to turn off her phone when she suddenly remembered and added another message: Remember to eat something.

The flight attendant reminded everyone to turn off their phones, and only then did Renwar close hers.

Chen Xueru sat beside her, smiling as she whispered, "You didn't argue with Ye Er"

"It wasn’t an argument." More like a cold war, Renwar smiled. "We’re fine; don’t worry about us. Speaking of which, how’s Zhao Yuning doing"

Chen Xueru's expression darkened, "The baby is gone. It seems she had a miscarriage after slipping and falling during her prenatal checkup."

Renwar fell silent; another miscarriage.

"What’s wrong"

"Nothing."

"How can there be nothing when you look so troubled" Chen Xueru voiced her worry. Zhuo Bingbing and Chen Hang were chatting behind them, the first-class cabin being rather empty anyway, making it quiet. Renwar sighed; Chen Xueru said, "You say you didn’t argue."

"Are you really not bothered by Zhao Yuning’s pregnancy at all" Renwar asked.

Chen Xueru forced a smile. "How could I not be troubled But if it weren’t for Xiao Nian and me suddenly stepping in, Zhao Yuning would have married Shu Wen, and they’d have lived happily ever after. Because of us, she can't even go home now, let alone worry about someone harming her baby. What else is there to feel bothered by Even though I’m troubled on the inside, I know I need to put it aside. This was my fault in the first place; if I were still troubled by it, wouldn’t that be unreasonable Honestly, I hope Miss Zhao and her child will be safe. Though I don't know how to face this, if I cause them more harm because of myself, I’d feel guilty. Whether or not I’m bothered is a minor issue now."ed the first aid kit and used scissors to cut open the bandages. When he had struggled upstairs earlier, the wound had split open a little; it wasn't too serious then, but now it was much worse due to...