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This face seems to overlap with the warm and familiar one, but they are not actually alike. If anything, it’s the stubbornness in their eyes that is very similar, making them more recognizable by spirit than appearance...

It hurts.

Why isn’t it her Ye Feimo suddenly hates the person before him; she gave him a wrong impression, leading him to believe that Warm had returned. But when the truth comes out, everything feels so cold and distant.

If disappointment is inevitable, it’s better not to have any hope at all.

Cai Xiaojing says, "It's indeed her, Mrs. Ye. Her name is Xu Wenhuí; she graduated from A University's Performance Department and acted in a pretty good TV drama. Director Zhang recommended her to Anning, saying that she’s promising talent worth nurturing."

Cheng Anya exchanges a glance with Young Master Ye San. It seems Ye Feimo is explaining something to Xu Wenhuí; her anger subsides, and she awkwardly smiles while bowing her head in apology. Looks like Ye Feimo has revealed his identity.

Unlike other women who would normally try to get closer, she merely bowed her head in apology, seemingly scared of upsetting Ye Feimo further without any outrageous behavior.

Ye Feimo lifted her chin and searched the face for similarities.

After Warm left, he had no women around him and lost all interest. Now, however, his mind was elsewhere. Ye Feimo mocked himself with a bitter smile; apparently, he wasn't dependent on Warm after all. Apparently...

He wasn't as special as he thought.

...

Xu Wenhui didn’t invite him to dance but was called over by Ye Feimo and not allowed to leave. He continued to coldly watch the dancing and people on stage, Xu Wenhui feeling extremely uncomfortable while sitting next to Ye Feimo who seemed quite at ease.

Cheng Anya shrugged her shoulders and asked Third Young Master Ye, "What does your son mean"

"Go ask your son," replied Third Young Master Ye with a smile unchanged, tutting. "It’s about time he finds himself a woman; it's been long enough or else his patience will run out."

Cai Xiaojing was embarrassed while Cheng Anya punched him in the arm, "Get lost, you’re the one he learned from."

"Anyi, he’s already divorced. If there could be another chance for a relationship, why not" Third Young Master Ye smiled indifferently. "Who says Feimo can only love Warm"

Cheng Anya felt sorry for Ye Feimo and was extremely worried; as the saying went, 'No one knows your child like you do.' Feimo must have been missing Warm but conveniently Xu Wenhui appeared at this moment. Did he want to find someone just to be by his side and pretend everything was okay

Warm, what would you think if you knew

The night was deep and December's sky had a slight chill. Ye Feimo stood alone on the hotel balcony, letting the cold wind blow through him with his coat unbuttoned, sleeves slightly open, tie dropped to the ground, and a bright red lipstick mark under his chin, making him look extremely alluring and sexy.

Xu Wen慧lay in bed, her face seductive as if she couldn't hide her beauty, infinitely bashful. Her pure white blanket revealed round shoulders, hinting at an uncovered delicate body beneath it.

Ye Feimo's emotions fluctuated heavily, his entire demeanor dark like the night of December.

The phone in his pocket rang, sounding like a wind chime breaking through suffocation. It was Warm's song; her voice gentle and clear as she sang an affectionate melody, making one feel tender...

Ye Feimo walked back into the room, picked up the coat that had fallen to the ground, and saw the woman with blurred yet alluring eyes staring straight at him. Ye Feimo's cold gaze didn't waver; he took out the phone without looking at it, his mood agitated as he went outside to answer.

"Ye Feimo." The caller expressed her agitation, seemingly trying to hide some sound before quickly calming down. With Ye Feimo already in a bad mood, when no one spoke for a long time, he couldn't help but raise his voice: "Speak!"

There seemed to be a sob forcefully suppressed at the back of the throat that kept escaping from her lips despite efforts to contain it. The faint sound left Ye Feimo's heart slightly trembling with recognition of such familiar nasal tones.

He had heard Warm hum them so many times, especially in certain moments when she sounded particularly delicate and affectionate.

But hearing it now, there's an added tinge of pain.

Could it be warmth

If warmth had initiated the call, Ye Feimo’s heart suddenly leaped with joy, as if a rainy day in June suddenly cleared up, becoming exceptionally bright. It must be Warmth; why isn’t he speaking

"Talk to me," Ye Feimo softened his voice. Yesterday was Christmas Eve, and she hadn't sent him a single text message of greetings, which had left him feeling resentful. Although her phone number had changed, his hadn't.

Still no sound from the other end; the surroundings were eerily quiet. Looking up at the starry sky, Ye Feimo suddenly said, "Merry Christmas."

A stifled sob came through the line, followed by heavy breathing sounds. This familiarity made Ye Feimo’s heart warm, and his eyes turned red as he felt a dull ache in his chest. He said, "I’m feeling really bad today; would you like to listen if I talk"

There was no response from the other end. Looking up at the starry sky again, Ye Feimo softened his voice further and said, "The night sky above A City is very beautiful tonight, with many stars. My wife used to love watching the stars on her balcony; I wonder if Washington has such a lovely starlit sky for her to enjoy."

"I loved her so much but also hurt her terribly. When we got married, I had resolved in my heart to cherish and love her, yet somehow ended up hurting her deeply. I know she’s angry with me, angry that I killed our child. It was never intentional; I would rather harm myself than hurt her. Since that day, not a single night has been peaceful for me. In the moments of clarity, I can’t stop thinking about her pained expression. I want to apologize to my wife and have done so, but she won’t forgive me, still insisting on our divorce. I hate her, why did she meet me Why does she fall in love with me only to leave like this For a long time, I hated her for hurting me so deeply.

"That day, I stood outside her house for an entire day and night, thinking that my kind wife would eventually forgive me. But she didn’t. After waking up from surgery, I couldn't see her; it was very hard on me to think of how heartless she was being. Knowing she had left made me feel even more hopeless. If I were cruel enough, I might have broken her legs and locked her in a room so that she would never leave me.dad, her mom, and her sister will be trapped in this misfortune for their entire lives, and Fang Liucheng won't let them go.Does it mean that she has to wait until she is cornered by Fang Liucheng and...