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sunrise.""Please, everyone will have left by ten." warm said as she laughed. Ye Feimo remained still, his arms tightly hugging her and unwilling to let go. She shook her head and asked, "Are you reall...The Substitute Ex-Wife of the CEO Finished 693

Hearing her childish words, he almost laughed out loud. She was pursuing him now and even proposing to him. Ye Feimo smiled; his gloomy mood suddenly brightened up. How had she become so adorable

He wondered vaguely how she would go about chasing someone.

But she knew for sure that this expectation of his wouldn't come true.

Nuwan pleaded with him, and their roles seemed to have switched. Previously, he had been the one who sought her out, but now it was the other way around—fair enough.

"Feimo, okay Okay" Ye Feimo smiled faintly; could he really say no It probably wasn't possible or else this little creature in his arms would start crying again. To begin with, Ye Feimo had intended to tease her but seeing how pitiful she looked, he softened up and decided not to be too cruel to her, especially when she was crying in his arms. He couldn’t help wanting to agree to all of her requests right away and ask her to smile.

"What you say now will not be forgotten come morning." Ye Feimo said. Nuwan smiled with narrowed eyes, "I won't forget you. I'll still remember you in the morning."

She patted his chest, which warmed Ye Feimo's heart. She wrapped her arms around his neck and said, "Feimo, shall we go home It’s been a long time since I've gone back."

Ye Feimo was taken aback for a moment; then the corner of his mouth curled up. “I’ve thrown all your clothes away.”

A warm smile, "Don't worry, I'll wear your clothes. You love it when I wear your clothes."

Ye Feimo punched her waist; you stubborn brat.

Suddenly he felt a strong urge to go back home and didn’t want to stay at Blueberry Night any longer. He really wanted to take her home. It had indeed been a long time since they last went home, and the house was cold and quiet without her; there wasn't even a hint of liveliness.

Ye Feimo sent someone to inform Su Ran and the others before taking Warmth away. Cai Xiaoqing said, "What a wonderful New Year."

Chen Xueru was somewhat worried, "Do you think they really made up"

"Of course they did. As long as Feimo can let go of his pride, even an idiot could see that Warmth returned for him this time. If he still doesn't get it and continues to be stubborn, then he's truly foolish," Su Ran said. "Oh, we're going to see Feimo showing off again soon; now that his wife is back, their reconciliation is such a joyful event."

Tang Shuwen said, "Indeed, it’s truly joyous. We thought they would stubbornly stick to their ways for a few years, but unexpectedly, it only took them one year before things turned around."

Xu Wen慧 came out of the bathroom and heard Ye Feimo reminding Warmth to be careful of the steps. She had heard that Mr. Ye was as cold as ice, yet his tone was filled with care and affection. She hid in a corner and secretly watched Ye Feimo escorting Warmth down the stairs; he wanted to carry her but she insisted on walking by herself. They chatted and laughed their way downstairs and walked out together.

She came out of her hiding spot, her expression slightly somber. So they had already made up; there was no hope left for her.

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Name City Apartments.

Warming had drunk quite a bit today; she didn't feel anything at Blueberry Night, but after sitting in the car for more than half an hour, she started feeling dizzy and feverish. By the time they reached Name City Apartments, she was fast asleep.

Ye Feimo parked the car, carried her into the elevator, went up to the 44th floor, entered the master bedroom, and placed Warming on the bed. Warming briefly regained consciousness, and Ye Feimo asked if she wanted to wash her face. She nodded, but when he was filling the basin with hot water, she fell asleep again.

Warming usually didn't get rowdy when drunk; she just slept deeply. Fuming, Ye Feimo thought about how she had been chasing him earlier, yet now it was him taking care of her. He changed into pajamas and rolled up his sleeves, rummaging through the wardrobe for Warming's sleepwear to change her into. Her fair skin with a hint of pink tempted him, but seeing how deep she was in her sleep, he had no choice but to stop himself. All her belongings were still there; Ye Feimo carried her into the bathroom and helped her take off her makeup and wash her face. Warming only wore light makeup today, which made removing it easier and less troublesome. However, carrying her while doing so was inconvenient, getting both of them half wet in the process. Instead of struggling with that, he filled the bathtub with hot water for a bath. After they washed up, he changed into another set of pajamas for her, which finally calmed things down.

During this time, Warming briefly opened one eye and then continued sleeping as she was being pampered by Ye Feimo.

In bed, he had her lie on her stomach while he dried her hair. Warming's straight long hair turned into wavy long hair; it wasn't as soft as before but still evoked a sense of warmth.

Warming... Warming...

This was his wife who had returned to him, back in his life.

The entire night, he watched her peaceful sleeping face until the sky started turning light before finally falling asleep himself.

The warmth of being drunk for a night made her wake up late, almost ten o'clock. When she rolled over, she felt the heat beside her and opened her eyes to see Ye Feimo had also just woken up; their gazes met.

Warm Spring quickly sat up with a sudden movement but got a cramp from sitting up too abruptly, causing her to frown in pain. Ye Feimo watched her expressionlessly, wondering if she really had forgotten everything she said and did the previous night. He asked bluntly, "Why are you here"

"Have you forgotten everything" His tone wasn't pleasant; it was as if he were demanding an explanation. Warm Spring was stunned for a moment before shaking her head with a smile, saying, "I didn’t get drunk last night."

In other words, she had been conscious the whole time. Moreover, during their bath together earlier, there was a period when she was awake, although she felt too embarrassed to admit it and pretended to be asleep instead. Eventually, she did fall asleep.

Ye Feimo's expression seemed to improve slightly. Warm Spring looked down and saw that she was indeed wearing his shirt; the floor beneath her was cold, so without guessing, she knew she wasn’t wearing anything else besides this white shirt.

Slightly embarrassed and scratching her head, she couldn't help but pull the blanket tighter around herself. Ye Feimo had his hands under his head as a pillow, with the blanket having slipped off to reveal large expanses of tanned skin, his well-defined chest completely exposed. Although he was skinny, his physique was still impressive. Warm Spring felt somewhat shy and turned her head away; but then again, they had been married for a year, so she shouldn’t feel too awkward about this situation.

"Aren't you going to work today" Warm Spring asked, looking around the bedroom as she spoke. This was their main bedroom, everything unchanged from before—the curtains were still in her favorite color; the decorations on the bedside table were still her favorite small statues; there were photos of them together on the bedside cabinet and wedding photos on the wall. All these familiar elements brought tears to Warm Spring’s eyes. Last night, she had just試探性地說了一句回家，冇想到葉非墨真的願意帶她回家。

這本就是她的家啊！

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