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n said that he had forgotten about the matter. In order to clear things up, I could only take Xiao Nian back to have a paternity test done to confirm that it’s his child." Chen Xier held back her tear...The Substitute Ex-Wife of the CEO Finale 656

Nan Mo...

How is he here

Her heart thumped wildly, no matter how hard she tried to suppress it. It felt like her heart was about to jump out. He wore a set of iron gray suit with a exquisite sky blue cufflink on his sleeve which made him look very elegant and refined. His intense gaze met hers as he stared at her intensely. She recalled the passionate Nan Mo from last night, their gazes were so similar.

Her body suddenly felt hot everywhere that he had kissed or touched; it was like an endless heat seeped through her skin making her face red and flushed.

She lowered her head and dared not look into Ye Nimo’s eyes.

The shadow slowly moved aside. Warming's fingertips trembled slightly as Ye Nimo sat down beside her, also ordering a pot of Pu’er tea.

Warming’s heart was like an egg being boiled in hot and cold water repeatedly; her face alternated between pale and red with tears welling up in her eyes. The man who said he loved her last night acted as if she were a stranger, not saying a word to her.

He seemed to even find it repulsive to look at her for too long.

Warming bit down on her lower lip in frustration and lowered her head further, fearing he would see the tears in her eyes if she looked up. She held back the tears as they dripped onto her hand and slowly slid off無聲無息...

He sat across from her.

The atmosphere was extremely awkward.

Brewing tea is a meticulous process, but right now she didn't care about that. She had thrown all the etiquette to the wind and didn't want to leave, so she poured herself a cup of tea directly into her mouth without savoring its aroma, finding it somewhat bitter.

In her haste, her teary eyes slowly dried up; tears no longer fell. Warming's heart felt slightly relieved as she turned her head and watched the vehicles passing below. The tea house played soothing music that was elegant and comfortable, perfect for a night-time listening experience.

Out of nowhere, her mobile phone rang. Warming was startled to hear the melody she used to play; it had been composed for Princess Qinglian in one of her performances years ago. Its catchy tune appealed to many listeners, and after the TV series became popular across China, so did the song.

Ye Feimo always set this as his ringtone. She thought that after their divorce, especially with how harshly she had treated him, he would surely detest her and discard everything related to her. But surprisingly, the ringtone remained unchanged.

The call was from Cheng Anyi; listening to Ye Feimo's elegant and deep voice brought warmth back into Warming's heart. Finally hearing his voice again felt different from when he called out her name last night.

Back then, Feimo belonged solely to her.

Now, however, it was just the usual Ye Feimo.

After talking with Cheng Anyi for a while, he fell silent and slowly savored his tea. Warming received a text message from Cai Xiaojing saying that Ye Feimo was in Washington. She looked down at her phone and typed out, "He's sitting right opposite me."

She lifted her head slightly to look at Ye Feimo; he had turned his face toward the window, seemingly lost in thought. The sapphire on his cuff shone with a deep blue light, reminiscent of the ocean’s pure depths.

The sight was beautiful.

Last night's events seemed like a dream that left no trace behind; to him, it amounted to nothing significant. Even if they had embraced passionately and intimately, in his mind, it meant little.

He didn't say a word, which made Ren Warm feel sad. At the same time, she mocked herself: You were the one who pushed him out of your life; what are you complaining about now

But on Christmas Day, he clearly said that he missed her.

Last night, he had also said that he loved her. How could a person change so drastically in just one day She didn't quite understand Ye Feimo, nor did she understand herself.

Ever since Christmas Day, everything seemed to have gone off track.

What did she want, and what had she regretted

The sound of an incoming text message rang out again. It was from Tang Mandong: Baby, come on, tackle me, eat me up.

Ren Warm chuckled, and Ye Feimo tilted his head slightly to the side. Ren Warm was smiling as she sent a text message; her face held a sweet smile. He hadn't seen her like this in a long time. When he stood before her just now, he saw surprise in her eyes, followed by her attempt to avoid him. So he left without further ado. He thought that since Warm obviously didn’t want to see him, she would lower her head to avoid him. And he wouldn't seek trouble for himself either.

Now, who was she texting with and why did she look so sweet

As if she had forgotten about him, she seemed engrossed in flirting with someone else.

The expression on his face turned slightly sinister. If he were a man of some backbone, he would have left long ago instead of having to endure her blinding smile, which wasn’t meant for him at all.

Ren Warm replied to Tang Mandong's message: He keeps me at arm’s length.

It was like a joke between them. They knew about her relationship with Fei Mo and that she was determined to get divorced. Man Dong's text message was just teasing her, while Warmth replied with the intention of joking around.

They were unaware of what happened on Christmas day or last night, nor did they know about her change in mindset.

Gao Chunmiao responded with: "If the mountain won't come to me, I'll go to the mountain."

Cai Xiaojing also replied: "General Ye is like a paper tiger in front of you. You can boldly pounce on him."

Warmth couldn't stop smiling, her sour and bitter feelings slightly alleviated by their witty banter. She wondered if Lin Ning and Tang Shuwen had ever made Fei Mo this happy.

Given how introverted he was, it must have been very difficult to make him smile.

Raising her eyes, she saw Ye Feimo looking at her. There wasn't enough time to avoid his gaze, so she didn't bother trying. Both of them stared at each other without averting their gazes; the surroundings were eerily silent. Warmth picked up her purse, and Ye Feimo's gaze dimmed slightly—he thought she was about to leave.

But then unexpectedly, Warmth brought over a tea set and sat down across from him at his desk.

Ye Feimo placed his hands under the table, squinting. His deep eyes flashed with heated light before slowly dimming again, becoming more enigmatic—what did she mean

Warmth smiled up at him: "When did you start liking tea"

"After the divorce," Ye Feimo's voice sounded stiff and rigid.

Warmth felt somewhat embarrassed. He seemed to harbor a lot of resentment towards her, yet Ye Feimo himself was extremely conflicted—he never liked tea or drinks; he only drank coffee. However, Warmth loved drinking tea, especially green tea., every strand of Mò Xiǎobái’s hair was more important than anything else. Yet at this moment, he simply gave him a quick embrace and left rapidly.In the battlefield, personal sentiment seemed trivial...