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frowned; her face remained as calm as a dead lake. "Wu Shuang, you’re too obsessed with Kaka.""Perhaps so. Now I’ve learned to let go."Nisha Kena nodded. Indeed, her current mindset was quite differen...Warming and Yè Fìmò 464

Yè Fìmò's car spun around in place, crashing into the guardrail. The front headlights were almost entirely shattered, and a large part of the guardrail was dented inward. Since Yè Fìmò wasn't wearing his seatbelt, his body was thrown forward, hitting the steering wheel with such force that it caused intense pain before he bounced back onto his seat.

The man from the other car, who had crashed into the guardrail, got out of his vehicle and walked over, pointing at Yè Fìmò as he raged. This was a burly man wearing a jacket with thick gold chains around his neck, spitting curses at Yè Fìmò, demanding compensation for damages.

The owner's car had hit the guardrail, breaking both headlamps and denting the front end; it would definitely need repairs. He was driving a Bentley, an expensive vehicle indeed. Through the rearview mirror, Yè Fìmò glanced coldly at him before saying, "Get lost!"

The man tried to punch him but Yè Fìmò started his car and reversed almost immediately without stopping; the man jumped back in surprise and hurriedly avoided being hit, while Yè Fìmò had already driven away.

In that moment, a more tragic thought surged through Yè Fìmò's mind. He wished he could just crash blindly like that, not knowing anything, even if it meant losing his memory; at least that would be better than facing another betrayal.

Once again...

First there was Han Bi, then Warming. Seven years later, the same scenario repeated itself. That time he had stood up after the blow, but this time

The blow from Warming was lethal; he didn't know how to face her. He feared that if he stayed any longer, he wouldn't be able to control his inner demon and would go over there and strangle them.

Even Warming included.

Why

The moment he heard Warming's phone call yesterday, something felt wrong. Fāng Liúcéng asked her why she hadn't finished washing after such a long time; at that point, it already seemed off to him. Added to this was the fact that her breathing sounded strange and very suggestive.

He was unsettled by this, yet she didn't tell him what had happened but merely said they needed to talk about something important. She also hadn't mentioned being with Fāng Liúcéng until he asked Táng Mǎndōng who then told him that Fāng Liúcéng planned on producing a movie and wanted her, along with Hàn Bì, to star in it.

He finally relaxed, but later when it got very late, she said that she would be back soon, yet by 11 PM, there was still no sign of her. He couldn’t even get through to her on the phone, nor could he reach Fang Liucheng. So, he called Han Bi.

Han Bi said they had already left at ten and she had returned home.

The journey from GK Oriental to his place took an hour by car. Han Bi mentioned that Wenran was a little drunk and might have been delayed on the way. Ye Feimo trusted Fang Liucheng, who was a gentleman; at least he treated Wenran like one.

He waited until midnight but still didn’t see her return. Meanwhile, Miao Yue talked to him about some matters related to the Long family, which took up more than an hour of his time. Later on, he called Han Bi again to find out where they had dinner today and went there to look for Wenran.

Han Bi happened to be coming out at that moment, coincidentally preventing him from entering the hotel.

Lin Ning and Cai Xiaojing were returning home after watching a late-night movie. They encountered some disagreement along the way. Since Cai Xiaojing’s place was nearby, they saw Ye Feimo and Han Bi arguing outside the hotel out of curiosity, only to learn that Wenran hadn’t returned home so late.

He vowed never to recall what he had witnessed upon entering the room for as long as he lived. Thinking about it once more felt like a stab in his heart.

The pain in his stomach started again; Ye Feimo silently stepped on the accelerator, speeding up as though this was the only way to lessen his despair. Wenran… no matter what had happened, how could he bear such a scene

Driving alone to the riverside, Ye Feimo recalled their journey together with Wenran. Everything seemed like a joke now. Hadn’t he been good enough for her Was it not enough that he had given his all to her

Reflecting on what he could give and had given, why did something like this still happen

The 5208 room…

Back then, Wenran mistakenly entered the wrong room, leading to their interaction. If she hadn’t missed 5208, would things be different now How laughable.

Holding his head dejectedly, Ye Feimo felt he had never been so pitiful in his life.

How could it be...

I've never been in such a predicament before.

With all the affection showered upon him, she gave him a hard slap in return.

The sky was beginning to brighten with dawn; a thin morning mist shrouded him in a layer of despair that made it impossible for others to see through.

Recalling his ten-year agreement with Nuwan here, Ye Feimo chuckled lightly. A ten-year agreement...

Now, when he thinks about it, it seems to have vanished with the wind.

He cannot forgive any of this.

No matter whether intentional or unintentional, he finds no way to forgive all that has happened. Just thinking about Nuwan and Fang Liucheng... His heart feels as if bitten by a snake—besides suffocation and pain, there's also an icy chill.

"Ye Feimo, the lesson you learned seven years ago hasn't taught you anything, so you deserve what’s coming to you!"

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When Lin Ning and Cai Xiaojing dropped Nuwan off back home, she had just slowly regained consciousness. She sat there like a puppet, not uttering a single word. There was a vague feeling that everything between her and Ye Feimo might be truly over.

Forget about Ye Feimo being unable to forgive; even she couldn't forgive herself.

She wanted to cry but no tears would come out, while attempting to clarify with Cai Xiaojing that she knew nothing felt like the weakest whimper. Speech became meaningless.

Cai Xijing and Lin Ning talked, but she didn't hear a single word.

When going upstairs, Ye Feimo had not yet returned.

The room's light was on; he hadn't turned it off when leaving. Nuwan curled up on the sofa, did this count as catching him in the act She smiled hollowly, never having imagined that she would experience such a day. Initially, after hearing Han Bi’s story, she had felt deeply for Ye Feimo back then. Yet now, experiencing it herself, her feelings of sympathy were accompanied by despair.

Feimo must be very disappointed with her.

She didn't know whose fault this was, but ultimately, he definitely wasn’t wrong.

Nuwan's body felt cold; all sensation seemed to have been stripped away. She numbly waited for Ye Feimo’s return, yet no matter how long she waited, he never came back. For the first time, she realized that waiting could be so agonizingly long.

It was as if something had created an immense distance between them.

She tried to run as fast as possible, hoping to bridge the gap between them, but her feet felt rooted in place, unable to move.

The sun rose...

Watching it rise from the 44th floor was truly beautiful. The morning light was dazzling and warm, yet she couldn't feel any warmth. It had become day; why hadn’t Feimo returned Could he not bear to see her

Nuwan helplessly hugged herself tightly—could he at least listen to one more word from her

Even just one sentence would suffice.

No doubt it wouldn't be possible, rightfirst time Renwarmer attended such a representative award ceremony, and she took it very seriously.She felt nervous throughout the night and also when choosing her evening gown, unsure which one to pi...