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He wanted to say something, to break the sudden awkward atmosphere, but he didn't know what to say. The two of them fell into another silence; Nuanwen lowered her head and sipped at her tea.

"When will you finish your studies" Ye Feimo asked.

"This October," replied Nuanwen.

"Will you return to develop, or stay in Washington" Ye Feimo's tone was calm.

Nuanwen looked up at him hesitantly and said, "I haven't decided yet. If possible, I would like to come back to China."

He had never liked her career choice; why bring it up now

Ye Feimo's expression was indifferent. Nuanwen didn't know what to say either. They were familiar strangers who seemed to have grown silent between each other, leaving nothing left to talk about.

"Liang Hongyu is doing well and there is a chance that she could get nominated at Cannes."

“Xiaobai mentioned it," Nuanwen answered cautiously. She didn't dare bring up this topic with Ye Feimo, but after glancing over at him and seeing he wasn’t angry, she slowly relaxed.

Nuanwen frowned as she drank another cup of tea: "Have you eaten dinner"

"No."

“It's not good to drink so much tea on an empty stomach," said Nuanwen. Even people with good health shouldn't drink this much tea without eating, let alone him.

Ye Feimo, feeling warm, asked directly, "Would you care"

Warm's heart clenched; she didn't know how to answer. Ye Feimo turned away, looking miserable, and it made her feel uncomfortable.

A long while later.

"If I don’t care, would I ask" Warm said.

Ye Feimo slightly lifted his eyelids; in his dark eyes, a bit of ash seemed to ignite, turning into flames that gradually lit up his eyes.

A shiver ran through Warm's heart. She was about to say something when her phone rang at an inappropriate time. Opening the message, she saw it was from Tang Mandong asking, "Warming, what exactly are you doing"

The question startled Warming out of her reverie: What was she doing Why had things turned out this way

She and Feimo were already over.

Did she want to get back together with him

After discovering that her mother had killed her father in an attempt to lift a curse, her heart was restless and uneasy. She wasn’t willing to give up hope or be helpless; she wanted to hold on to him for eternity, even if it meant facing death the next day. Today should be fully lived.

But… Was that truly what she wanted

Warm didn't reply to Tang Mandong; instead, she looked at Ye Feimo across from her. Without her, he was doing well now. She had even seen his latest gossip yesterday, involving an artist under Anning Entertainment.

The woman’s style of dress reminded her a little of herself in the past.

Without her, Fei Mo could still be so carefree. Why should she look back Originally, his liking for her started as a search for Han Bi's replacement. Without Han Bi, there was her; without her, there would be someone else.

It’s fine if someone takes care of him. Even if it's just because they covet his fame and fortune, it's good enough if he is treated well.

As for her, let the past be in the past.

"My friend called me; I have to go down now," Tan Warming said. Ye Fei Mo frowned, and as Tan Warming got up with a slight smile, Ye Fei Mo suddenly stood up, grabbed her hand and pressed her against the table. Tan Warming was startled; his face was inches from hers. He asked sternly, "Was it you on that Christmas day"

Tan Warming struggled slightly, "Let go!"

What is he doing

She couldn’t bear to look into his eyes; he was so close to her. She could smell the familiar cologne on him, and her face was trapped against his chest where she felt his tense muscles and warm skin.

Straightening out her thoughts, she recalled last night’s passionate embrace.

Then suddenly, Ye Fei Mo's gaze froze. He saw a faint kiss mark on the back of her neck which made him feel as if he had been slapped hard across the face. Without changing his expression, Ye Fei Mo gently pulled down her collar and revealed another clear bite mark. They had once been husband and wife; Tan Warming’s skin was thin, so she easily showed signs of affection, always ending up with bruises and marks in various colors.

She had someone else now.

This realization made Ye Fei Mo almost go mad. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the top of her head. Tan Warming was bowing her head, not noticing his actions or gaze, just trying to avoid Ye Fei Mo.

He loosened his grip, and Tan Warming quickly freed herself and got up, hastily looking back before leaving in a hurry.

Sitting alone, Ye Fei Mo felt the chill all around him as if it were pulling him into a dark abyss. The terrifying pain was spreading from within.

It felt like a taut string suddenly snapped, the loose end bouncing painfully against her heart and leaving a deep mark. It hurt, oh how it hurt, worse than being pierced by a thousand arrows.

Even when signing the divorce papers, Ye Feimo had never felt so hopeless.

Who

Whose man was she Was it Du Di The murderous intent in his eyes condensed as he wished to kill the man who touched her. At the thought of Tan Warming’s once seductive beauty being enjoyed by another, Ye Feimo felt like going crazy.

Why

Why treat him this way

After the divorce, he had never wronged her. Even in his deepest hatred and desire, even when there was a fleeting wave of passion, he had not wavered from his belief that they would still end up together someday. Why then did only he remain foolishly waiting at their starting point

The person he waited for walked further and further away.

Tan Warming rushed into the elevator, desperately trying to catch her breath. She accidentally reached the first floor without noticing, still reeling from Ye Feimo’s questions and no longer in the mood to sing. She called a friend and lied about having something urgent to attend to.

Her friends were too engrossed in their fun to notice her absence. Tan Warming walked alone under the cold wind, a myriad of emotions swirling within her.

Femo, Femo, why did you ask that

She took a seat on a bus stop bench across the street and felt cold immediately upon sitting down. Du Di’s car happened to pass by, seeing Tan Warming alone in the middle of the night under the cold wind, he couldn’t help but worry for her. He hurriedly pulled over.

Seeing it was Du Di, Tan Warming was slightly surprised and asked, "How did you end up here"owbiz"Ling Ning was the first to shake his head. "If I thought you should quit, I wouldn’t have said those words to you, Wen Ran. You are a promising artist with great potential and talent; given time...