Chapter 355

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No one knew what had happened in the room.

Cheng Anya called Han Bi and laughed coldly, "Miss Han, you really are skilled; your actions leave no trace."

"I don't understand what Mrs. Ye is saying," Han Bi smiled faintly, "Regarding that day's incident, I truly knew nothing. If Tan Wen wanted to do something, there was nothing I could stop her from doing."

Cheng Anya said solemnly, "Don’t talk so sweetly; I believe Tan Wen wouldn't act recklessly. One box of videotapes can’t prove anything. If I find out that it’s you who did it, Han Bi, your death will be very miserable."

"Why do you treat me this way, Mrs. Ye" Han Bi asked harshly, "Seven years ago, you set me up to be caught in the act with another man and let Ye Nimo catch me red-handed, yet today Tan Wen is doing the same thing, so why are your attitudes towards her and I so different You’re clearly favoring her."

"You know how much you're worth," Cheng Anya said coldly. "A woman who sold my son for fame and fortune deserves no kindness from me. Don't compare yourself to Tan Wen; in my heart, she’s a treasure while you are just grass." She hung up without listening to Han Bi's further nonsense.

She couldn’t figure out what the problem was.

Fang Liucheng said that Han Bi told him Tan Wen had gone into a room to rest and asked him to fetch her back home. After he entered, something seemed different; she couldn't understand why she believed Tan Wen hadn’t done anything against Ye Nimo's will.

Now that the tragedy had occurred, it was too late to investigate what exactly happened on that night. Even if they found out, Tan Wen’s lost child wouldn’t come back and the rift between her and Ye Nimo couldn't be mended.

Cheng Anya visited Ye Nimo and Tan Wen's apartment where there was a pool of blood in the middle of the staircase on the 45th floor. The Young Master Ye initially concluded that Tan Wen had miscarried after falling down the stairs, but as for what role Ye Nimo played in it, he would have to say it himself.

Over these three days, news about Tan Wen still spread far and wide, both good and bad.

The Ye Family held a press conference attended by the Young Master Ye and Cheng Anya. They publicly declared Tan Wen's identity and stated that she had suffered an accidental miscarriage unrelated to anyone else; they hoped there would be no news detrimental to the Ye family’s new wife in mainstream media.

This was how they suppressed news about Tan Wen.

Cheng Anya knew that Warming had been discharged, and she went to the Wen family home every day to see her. Mrs. Wen helplessly said, "There's not much difference between being at home and in the hospital. She stays upstairs all day long and doesn't come out. She barely eats anything and doesn’t speak. I’m worried that Warming won’t be able to withstand this."

Cheng Anya looked up at the second floor with a helpless sigh. Mrs. Wen said, "Did they have a fight That's why the child is... "

"Mother-in-law, I assure you, Fei Mo wouldn’t hit his own wife.

," Cheng Anya sternly said. Mrs. Wen sighed and said, "I’m not saying this about Fei Mo. It’s just that Warming is bottling everything up inside without telling anyone. That worries me."

Cheng Anya remained silent; she was worried as well.

Warming's temper had some similarities with her younger self. If the child indeed died because of Fei Mo, then their relationship would be at its end. Cheng Anya was very intelligent and discerning; from observing that Ye Feimo stayed by his side for so many days in the hospital but didn’t visit Warming once, she could tell that the child’s death had something to do with Fei Mo. However, no matter how she thought about it, she couldn't believe that Fei Mo would hit Warming.

On the third day when Cheng Anya came to see Warming just as she left, the Du siblings arrived to visit her. In recent days, many of Warming’s friends had come over too, and both Mr. and Mrs. Wen went up to ask about her well-being. Du Di was concerned about her and paid a visit, while Du Yueling insisted on coming along with him.

Ye Feimo woke up on the fourth day.

Cheng Anya happened to go upstairs to see him just as he regained consciousness. Seeing that he had woken up, she pulled back the curtains and let sunlight pour in, brightening the room.

Fei Mo was a little dazed but then remembered being beaten by Young Master Ye Three; he hastily got out of bed and started changing his clothes to go to the hospital. Cheng Anya calmly said, "Don’t rush for now. Warming is already back home. I’ll visit her later and we can go together."

Fei Mo paused, slumping back onto the bed. Soon after, he went to the bathroom to clean up. Looking at himself in the mirror, his bruises were still visible though not as obvious, but he looked disheveled.

Ye Feimo gazed at his reflection and thought of that day when he accidentally pushed Warming down the stairs. It was like a cold venomous snake biting into his heart, causing him immense pain.

The scene replayed in his mind over and over again; seeing Warming covered in blood left an indelible mark on his heart. He cried out in anguish and punched the mirror.

When Cheng Anya heard the sound and came in, Fei Mo’s fist was still pressed against the mirror, shattering it into pieces. His knuckles were bleeding, and he bent over helplessly and pitifully.

Blood trickled down the mirror's surface, and Cheng Anya's eyes narrowed in pain, her heart sliced like a knife.

Any mother would be deeply distressed seeing their child in such a state. She turned to go downstairs for a first aid kit. Ye San asked, "Did he hurt himself"

Cheng Anya shot Ye San a glance and said, "Besides this, what else did I teach him Have you never hurt yourself"

She went upstairs, put the first aid kit away, and didn’t say anything. Cheng Anya helped Ye Nimo out while Ye San followed her up and sat silently by the side, furrowing his brows in thought. Cheng Anya meticulously cleaned the wound, applied medicine, wrapped it with bandages, and tied a neat bow.

Ye Nimo sat motionless like a puppet, as if all his soul had been drained away. He was more than just an automaton; he seemed to have frozen in pain forever. Cheng Anya tidied up the first aid kit and put it aside.

"Baby, be good. It's going to be alright," said Cheng Anya with a faint smile as she affectionately stroked Ye Nimo’s short hair. But Ye Nimo remained unmoved because he knew it would never pass.

Never again.

His life seemed to have stopped at this moment, trapped in endless torment and pain. Why did he act so impulsively Why did he push away warmth when he thought about it, his left hand started shaking once more. He almost immediately wished to cut off that hand.

Warmth would never forgive him again...

No longer.

Cheng Anya looked at Ye San and gestured for him to say something. Ye San said indifferently, "Divorce."

Ye Nimo’s entire body stiffened as he abruptly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixating on Ye San with a look that seemed like an injured wild beast ready to attack. The sight was terrifying.

Cheng Anya was furious. "Shut up! I wish you hadn’t said anything at all.

Ye Sanshao clapped his hands and said, "You see, he didn’t react to you talking for so long, but as soon as divorce is mentioned, he perked up. I’m not saying they should get a divorce; it looks like the divorce agreement will be in his hands sooner or later."

"No, no divorce, I don't want a divorce, I don't want a divorce..." Ye Feimo murmured to himself with extremely pale lips.

Warmth wrapped her arms around Ye Feimo's shoulders and said, "Feimo, apologize properly to me. You know how soft-hearted I am, I won’t go too far..."

"She won't forgive me, never again…" Ye Feimo smiled faintly but also seemed like he was on the verge of tears, his despair seeming to seep out from within him, "It’s because I pushed her down the stairs; it's because I killed our child…"

"Stop talking," Cheng Anya said sternly as she hugged Ye Feimo's head. "Be good, don't think about it."

Ye Feimo muttered to himself, "Mom, I didn’t mean to; I really didn’t mean to... I didn’t want this, I truly didn’t…"

Cheng Anya’s eyes were red as she hugged her beloved son tightly.

Ever since he was懂事 (aware), he had never cried and rarely smiled. He spoke little and didn't have any special hobbies; he just seemed a bit difficult at times, but in reality, he was a kind-hearted child who was warm inside despite seeming cold on the outside. Why did he have to face so much hardship when it came to love

Cheng Anya felt extremely heartbroken. If she had known how sad and distressed he would be, she wouldn’t have agreed to this marriage back then. Back then, her face showed unlimited approval of Ye Feimo's and Warmth’s union because Nonmo deserved another chance at love.

But deep down, there was always a worry that he might get hurt again. She knew exactly where the conflict between Nonmo and Warmth lay, but she thought their mutual affection would help them overcome these issues.

Never did she expect it to end up like this.

Ye Feimo’s hands were trembling all along, Cheng Anya held his hand. Apart from giving him a hug at the moment, she didn’t know how to relieve the pain in his heart. Back then when Ye Ningyuan faced something similar, he blamed himself for killing Hailan and went through a period of depression. But these two brothers had different personalities: it was easier to console Ye Ningyuan but harder to comfort Ye Feimo as he tended to brood.

Moreover, the death of Hailan couldn’t be directly blamed on Ye Ningyuan, while losing their child was entirely due to Ye Feimo’s actions. No matter how clever and eloquent Cheng Anya was, at this moment she felt speech was powerless to comfort Ye Feimo.

Cheng Anya recalled the pain of losing Hailan; it was an agony that couldn’t be forgotten. Thinking about her lively and mischievous daughter still brought a wave of sorrow and pain. If not for fear of Ye Ningyuan blaming himself, she didn't know if she could have endured.He smiled and said, "Mommy, I'm in Berlin. Where are you I miss you so much."Mocha felt chills down his spine as he heard Ye Wei's laughter, "My dear, don't think too much of mommy. Happily enough, Xi...