Chapter 215 - Red Rose

is just a formality which doesn't matter to me at all. I don’t love Tang Shuwen; what he does has nothing to do with me.""Sis Xueru..." Warming didn't know how to advise her. Was it really okay for th...Chapter 215 Red Roses

She knew that she was completely in Ye Feimo's hands and could never forget him again.

A long time passed before he finally released her lips, his long fingers lightly stroking the swollen petals of her lips. Suddenly, he handed her a bouquet of flowers, saying softly, "Champagne roses, your favorite."

She held the flowers in her hands and bent down to smell their fragrance. Ye Feimo smiled as he watched her; the roses were beautiful, but she was even more stunning. In his eyes, she was more enchanting than the flowers themselves. Indeed, beauty is in the eye of the beholder—there was no doubt about that. No matter how he looked at her, she appeared to him as the most beautiful woman.

Suddenly, Ye Feimo hugged her close; his chin rested on her hair as he whispered softly, "From now on, let's not argue anymore, okay"

"With your terrible temper, how could we avoid arguing" Tanwen hummed gently, but secretly felt sweet to the core. When Ye Feimo smiled at this, a faint happiness filled his heart.

It was fine for them to have little arguments from time to time.

But no matter what happened in their future arguments, they should never utter the word "breakup."

"Who taught you how to do this" Tanwen asked with a smile. On New Year's Day, holding his girlfriend's favorite flowers and waiting outside her window while pulling her into conversation was something straight out of a clichéd romantic story.

It definitely wasn't something Ye Feimo would do; who had given him such advice

"Isn’t it just chasing women I don’t need others to give me suggestions," replied Ye Feimo with a look of disdain. Tanwen thought to herself that this man truly was the epitome of saying one thing and meaning another.

But considering the bouquet of roses, she decided not to hold his words against him.

Ye Feimo opened the car door and presented a bouquet of bright red roses. The dazzling red contrasted sharply with the champagne roses; Ye Feimo thrust the red roses into her arms.

Warming blinked, confused about what was happening.

Could it be that you were planning to give someone else these red roses and just brought them for me

Ye Feimo was unusually honest tonight. He said somewhat awkwardly, "I originally bought the red roses, but when I heard you like champagne roses, I went back to get another bouquet of them for you."

Warming smiled gently upon hearing this; she realized that he had already purchased flowers before asking her preference, and then made a detour to buy champagne roses when he learned of her liking. What a silly thing for him to do.

But the feeling was truly wonderful.

Actually, if he hadn't asked what she liked and just presented red roses, she would still have been very happy.

Now that she knew he had initially intended to give her red roses and then went out of his way for champagne roses, she was even happier. Ye Feimo had never given her flowers before, so this was a first; Warming couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

"Are you feeling smug" Ye Feimo sneered coldly. With a smile playing at the corners of her mouth, Warming replied, "A little."

Of course she felt smug—she could be proud for an entire year that Ye Feimo had gone to such lengths.

Ye Feimo snorted again coldly. While looking down at both bouquets of flowers, Warming found them to complement each other perfectly in a way that was almost unbelievable.

"Come back with me," Ye Feimo said as he kissed her lips and then moved his moistened lips to the side of her earlobe, whispering huskily, "Don't you miss me I've been dying for you."

"You're truly a wolf in sheep's clothing." Warming punched him lightly on the abdomen, laughing helplessly. She turned her head and glanced inside the house, saying, "Today is New Year's Day; I want to spend it at home and will return early tomorrow morning."

"There are only three hours left until tomorrow morning. I'm waiting for you to go back together," Ye Feimo said. Warmth smiled warmly but scolded him gently, knowing that she wouldn't just follow his whims; since he had already eaten, she felt at ease and urged him to return.

"No, I still want to stay with you a while longer." Ye Feimo replied. Warmth tugged him along the path. This area had eight villas, and nearby was a playground for children. Not far from her home.

Two swings, one person on each side. Warmth leaned slightly back as she smiled at Ye Feimo, saying, "When I was little, this place was my favorite spot to come play, even though it's not very big."

"Hmph, don't mention any place where Fang Liucheng is," Young Master Ye flew into a fit of jealousy. Warmth felt caught off guard and could only concede defeat regarding Ye Feimo. Still, what he said was true; there indeed had been an instance involving Fang Liucheng on this swing.

"Don't be so dramatic." Warmth laughed, then turned to look at Ye Feimo seriously. Ye Feimo thought himself a well-behaved man and wondered where he had upset her.

Warmth placed the two bouquets of flowers aside and got up to sit on his lap, hugging around his neck with both hands and smiling sweetly. With family members taking the initiative to show affection like this, it would be unreasonable for him to push them away.

However, when Ye Feimo glanced upwards at the peak of the swing, he couldn't help but wonder if the swing could handle their combined weight.

Ye Feimo chuckled as he hugged her waist. "Miss Wen, our total weight is roughly 250 pounds. The swing looks like it might cry and break any moment."

Warmth rubbed against his chest and pulled on his ears. "Tell me, was what Han Bi said that day true Which one did you lie to me about I'll cripple you if you did."

"Do you have to be so fierce" Ye Feimo had barely finished speaking when Warmth forcibly tugged at his ear and made him hurriedly beg for mercy. This girl was indeed merciless with her actions.

“Alright, alright, you’re twisting my ears off; you really are…” Ye Feimo hastily grabbed her hand to stop her, having never seen such a brutal woman before, he felt intimidated by her. "You ask..."

"How did this watch end up at her place" Warmth asked, pulling his shirt while looking menacingly at him, saying sternly, “Don’t lie or I’ll just endure it next time that woman challenges me; who knows, maybe she'll say how manly you are in bed.”

Ye Feimo smiled faintly, saying, "No matter how formidable I am in **, you know it better than anyone else."

Afterward, with a lecherous look on his face, he kissed her and then swatted his cheek playfully with her warm hand, saying, "Be serious."

Ye Feimo chuckled and said, "I’m not lying. My watch was splashed with tea water, so I took it off for her to clean and dry it. I forgot to take it back when I left."

"Hmph, you were clearly drunk on desire and satisfaction; otherwise, how could you have forgotten your most cherished watch" Warmth said jealously, holding her breath and not speaking further as Ye Feimo held her with a smile.

"Then… when you were in F City…" she thought about asking him about their time in F City but decided against it; after all, they weren’t an official couple back then. Even if he had something going on with Han Bi, there was no need for her to overthink it.

"Oh, so you’re being understanding now," Ye Feimo teased, flicking her nose. Feeling indignant, she slapped his hand away and asked, "What about the brooch"

"What brooch" Ye Feimo was bewildered by her question. If he weren’t truly clueless, Warmth would have thought he was pretending not to know; given how much he kept tabs on Han Bi’s news, there was no way he wouldn’t have noticed the butterfly brooch she wore.

The newspaper had clearly mentioned it and even described it as a pin from Anning International.

They were all celebrities, so they tried to avoid wearing the same outfits when out in public, and jewelry was no exception. It was rare for Ye Feimo to give her something she liked, yet Han Bi wore that brooch first before even showing it to her. If she ever wore it publicly herself, the media would undoubtedly make a big deal about how she imitated Han Bi’s fashion.

What was up with all this Clearly, she should be the main wife; why did everything feel like she was a concubine instead It was truly frustrating.

Moreover, people already called her Little Han Bi, and now there was an even younger one to compare against.

"I really don’t know. I haven’t looked at her reports in ages," Ye Feimo frowned slightly, squinting his eyes as black pupils flickered with uncertainty, "Are you sure it’s exactly the same as what I gave you"

"Of course," Warmth pulled out her phone to search for Han Bi’s old news online.兩段的翻譯，保留原有的HTML標簽：The Southeast Asian and Middle Eastern markets are almost entirely abandoned; they belong to Ye Ningyuan. Apart from the Mafia, other arms dealers aren't allowed in either, making th...