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Lovely feelings outweigh hatred, how pitiful I am. Even if you abandon me, I still think of you so deeply, madly thinking of you. Do you have even a slight thought of me Can the fireworks in Washington make you remember us on Christmas night

They've only spent one Christmas together...

The champagne and fine wine, the dazzling lights, and the subtle fragrance floating around this scene is missing his desired figure, making it less enjoyable.

A day before the premiere of "Liang Hongyu", he learned from the newspaper that something had happened to her. His heart ached with worry, and he couldn't help but think perhaps Warmth did not want to see him and deliberately injured herself. Later on, he thought it was too suspicious of himself.

Even if she didn't want to meet him, she would have just refused in the morning; she wouldn't let someone hope only to dash their hopes again. She's not that kind of person.

He didn't feel at ease until her health recovered.

"Liang Hongyu" has already achieved huge success and will likely be nominated for Cannes in due course. If this film had been released when she first left him, he might not have put so much effort into promoting it; there was a possibility that the movie could have been banned if it caught fire. But now, even though they've parted ways, he still wants her to get what she desires most.

The very best.

Cai Xiaojing and Lin Ning were dancing elegantly at the ball. The two of them are dance masters; compared to those around them who were dancing, as well as several celebrity duos, they far surpassed all of them in skill.

Praised by all.

After dancing, Ling Ning accidentally caught sight of Ye Feimo and said to Cai Xiaojing, "Find someone to invite him to dance."

Though he was wearing a mask, it was clear that it was Ye Feimo; his unique aura couldn't be ignored. He was always as still as a dead pool, devoid of emotion, and since Warm's departure, there had been an indelible loneliness about him.

Cheng Anya heard Ling Ning's voice and also smiled, saying to Cai Xiaojing, "Xiaojing, do you see anyone suitable who has the courage to invite him to dance"

Cai Xiaojing tilted her head. Dressed in a black elegant gown beside them was Cheng Anya, with Ye Feimo naturally by her side. Cai Xiaojing hadn't taken off her mask and laughed as she said, "I don’t want Mr. Ye to get physical at the Christmas party; it might scare people."

Ye Feimo gave a cold snort.

Suddenly, Cheng Anya narrowed her eyes, pointing towards a white figure in the distance, saying, "Why does this look familiar"

Ling Ning, Cai Xiaojing, and Ye Feimo followed her gaze to see a silhouette dressed in a white embroidered short evening gown, resembling large roses blooming beneath her. Her long hair was straight and smooth, tied into a ponytail; she was tall and slender. She wore a red ghost mask that added a distinctive charm, giving off an alluring allure.

Cai Xiaojing exclaimed with surprise, "This is the dress Warm wore last year."

Moreover, it was how Warm had styled herself. The mask also bore a striking resemblance to the one she used before; her hair was tied up high in the same way, looking clear and pure. Those embroidered roses were incredibly beautiful. Reminded by Cai Xiaojing, Cheng Anya also recalled.

Indeed, it was a warm and elegant outfit. If one didn't look closely, the figure and appearance would seem similar to Warm's, but she was slightly shorter than her. The tall heels made this obvious. This gown did not suit her as well as it did Warm; she had to cover up some of her flaws. Her thighs were a bit thick compared to Warm’s long, straight legs.

Young Master Ye Three stroked his chin with a profound smile. "Women today are getting more and more thoughtful."

Ancient City Cheng frowned unhappily as Ye Nifei put down the red wine glass and walked towards that woman.

Ling Ning believed this couldn’t be a coincidence. She was too foolish, wearing a similar outfit was one thing, but why did she also wear the same mask and hairstyle It backfired, making it obvious to everyone how deliberate her actions were.

Cai Xiaojing remembered that there was a new artist at Anning Entertainment whose figure slightly resembled this woman and who usually wore a ponytail.

"Madam Ye, perhaps she didn't intend it. There is a new artist in Anning Entertainment who recently graduated from A University. She has decent talents and usually wears her hair like that. I find her appearance somewhat similar to the woman here; I wonder if they are one and the same." Cai Xiaojing tried her best to speak impartially, but she didn’t really like someone dressing this way either—it looked too deliberate. Perhaps it was just a coincidence.

The artist was very pure-looking, much like how Warm appeared when she first arrived.

"Could it be such an incredible coincidence" Cheng Anya raised her eyebrows with a reserved attitude. Whether or not this was true could only be determined after seeing the evidence.

Ye Nifei stared intently at the woman, as if he wanted to burn a hole through her body. He was lost in his thoughts of Warm, still able to smell her subtle fragrance and see her affectionate eyes.

In this dream-like moment where he recalled that Christmas night when she gracefully danced like an angel, there appeared before him someone who looked just like her. Was it heaven’s compassion, hearing his heart's voice Perhaps Warm had returned.

He ignored the strange sense of unease in his heart.

The woman was about to get some wine when Ye Feimo grabbed her, and with people coming and going at the party and everyone indulged in revelry, no one would notice this moment. After all, flirtation between a man and a woman was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Who are you" The woman asked in confusion as she struggled, her eyes revealing a thin layer of anger. Ye Feimo held on tighter, but his heart grew cold.

It wasn’t warm; it didn’t have that familiar fragrance or that voice.

Wenran’s voice was very soft and delicate, always trailing off slightly when she spoke, especially when calling out his name. It seemed as if she was making a petulant demand, which he found pleasing to hear—especially during intimate moments, he enjoyed listening to her call out his name, feeling an excitement and shiver from the bottom of his heart that no one else could give him.

However, this woman’s voice was too soft and even a bit coquettish, unlike Wenran's natural tone. Although it was just a subtle difference, he had already noticed it.

He knew it wasn’t Wenran, but still insisted on removing her mask to reveal a youthful and beautiful face. She looked slightly older than Wenran, very pretty, though her features were not as delicate and refined as hers. There was also a thin layer of anger on her face, painted with rouge, stubbornly staring at Ye Feimo.

He recalled the day he first met Wenran outside Anning International. She stood in the rain, looking at him with those expressive eyes, feigning coldness and stubbornness. Her young face flushed red with anger that even the cold could not diminish—anger caused by him.

This face seemed to merge with Wenran’s, yet it didn’t truly resemble her. If one were to say they did look alike, then it would be in their stubborn gaze—a resemblance so striking it was...ing’s eyes welled up with tears, her lips tightly pressed together as she tasted bitterness. With Bai so resolute and determined, did that mean there was no hope left for her Looking at Ji Bing, Bai s...