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Ye Feimo was unsatisfied with Wen Ran's reaction and grabbed her hair to turn her face towards him, "What does this expression mean Do you think I'm not as handsome as him"

Wen Ran swatted his hand away; luckily she could still use one of her arms. How brutal did he have to be

"Second Young Master Ye, listen up. If you look at beautiful women every day, they'll eventually seem ordinary. The same goes for looking at unattractive women—they too will become ordinary after a while. Therefore, there's no real difference in terms of attractiveness between men." Wen Ran forced herself to laugh insincerely; she was certainly not going to praise Second Young Master Ye as attractive, despite his undeniable good looks.

He and Ye Yan were entirely different types.

The peony and the rose each had their own allure. They weren't comparable.

Ye Feimo naturally interpreted Wen Ran's words to mean that she was saying he was ugly, and even after a while would still appear ordinary. He glanced at her sideways; apart from his temper, there wasn’t much about him to criticize—he had supreme confidence in the attractiveness of his face.

"Your eyes need correcting, you have too severe astigmatism," Ye Feimo said coolly.

Wen Ran sighed. "Ye Feimo, we've both been very busy lately. When we finally get to spend time together, do we really have to resort to mockery and insults Can’t you change your bad temper for once It’s not like I’m asking you to sell yourself or something just to say a nice word or smile."

The Second Young Master's personality was truly perplexing.

"What is that poor comparison"

Selling herself

warm glared and said, "This is a reasonable and logical metaphor. Do you think selling yourself is easier than smiling for money"

Ye Feimo was speechless under warm’s sharp words. Warm glanced at someone's crotch area and remembered that person’s stud horse status; he sells himself at least once every day, but he might not smile even once in a month.

So for ordinary people, smiling for money is easier than selling themselves.

For Ye Ershao, selling himself is probably easier than smiling for money.

warm coolly raised her thumb and said, "I forgot that studs are different from others. Sorry, it really was a terrible metaphor to use on you."

Ye Feimo was furious but didn’t know how to retort as the doorbell rang. The delivery guy had arrived with takeout. Ye Feimo finally gave up and took out his wallet to pay him before coldly closing the door.

The delivery boy thought it was very rude…

He would not deliver to this place again, as it lacked manners.

The food from this restaurant was liked by both Ye Feimo and warm. When they were too busy to cook, they had ordered takeout a couple of times before. The meals that arrived always satisfied her appetite.

The dishes served at big hotels are indeed different; the taste is better.

At least it’s tastier than what she can make. She could handle making simple home-cooked food, but anything too difficult was beyond her ability.

During mealtime, warm remembered today’s magazine and asked, "Ye Feimo, will the play ‘Liang Hongyu’ be starring Han Bi"

Ye Feimo paused, looking at her silently. Cai Xiaojing should not have mentioned it to her; his expression didn’t seem like he was trying to gather information either. She appeared to be carefree and heartless, which made him dislike her.

Twistedly thinking, Ye Feimo wished that Wenran could find out about this news and use some underhanded methods to get the role instead of asking him nonchalantly here.

"Who said so"

"The magazine came out today. I saw it at the hospital; there’s a 90% chance that it’s true," Wenran replied. In fact, she didn’t want to ask about "Lady Red Jade" from him. However, Sister Xiaojing seemed concerned, so she decided to inquire as well.

That night, upon hearing Ye Feimo's mother's opinion, he did not like Han Bili playing the role in "Lady Red Jade." But since Ye Feimo liked her, it was possible that he would let her take on the part.

"Did Cai Xiaojing tell you nothing"

Wenran felt puzzled. After Sister Xiaojing read the magazine this morning, she seemed very agitated but didn’t say anything to her, "What should Sister Xiaojing have told me"

Ye Feimo coldly glared at her, "Nothing to worry about!"

Curious about the drama, Wenran smiled and asked, "Hey, spill the beans a little. I won’t tell anyone."

"It’s none of your business; why do you need to know so much" Ye Feimo coldly replied.

Wenran pouted, calling him stingy. She lowered her head and started eating.

After the meal, Wenran settled down with a script to read. Lin Ning had already sent over the "Beauty of the City" script. He strongly urged her to study it diligently while she was hospitalized due to injuries. Sadly, in addition to memorizing the "Duchess Qinglian," she now also needed to familiarize herself with the "Beauty of the City" script. She kept busy without any complaints.

After taking a bath, Ye Feimo originally planned to go upstairs to his study room to handle a contract with Chanel. By the time he finished, Wenran would likely be asleep. Recently, they had been arguing and she was extremely busy with work; as such, their opportunities to meet were few.

Moreover, after that morning when Wenran saw him in an elevator with Han Bi inside his apartment complex, she probably felt uncomfortable. As a result, they rarely communicated recently, making it difficult for them to see each other.

If he handled documents at night, there would likely be only a few days out of several weeks when they could spend time together properly.

Ye Feimo thought about it and decided not to work. He also climbed into the blankets.

He didn't particularly like lying in bed; he felt very decadent doing so, as only aimless youths would stay in bed daily, playing computer games or watching pornographic films—opportunities for him, a busy person, to do so were rare indeed.

However, there was no choice. Wenran liked it.

She loved lying in bed and relished the pleasure of doing so, which had influenced Ye Feimo. Lately, he found himself enjoying staying in bed too.

They used the same body wash for bathing; after washing, they smelled similar, creating a warm coziness that was incredibly intimate and intoxicating. Ye Feimo thought to himself that he might be indulging in this atmosphere.

Wenran was reading her script while Ye Feimo played games on his tablet computer. To avoid disturbing Wenran, he had the sound turned off; as a result, he played with great pleasure. This game was designed by Ye Ningyuan. Its difficulty level far surpassed any commercial game, so playing it made Ye Feimo feel incredibly exhilarated.

They were originally not interfering with each other, but now an unexpected event occurred.

Beneath the blanket, Wenran's foot accidentally brushed against Ye Feimo’s. She seemed to have no sensation and continued reading her script seriously, while a current of electricity seemingly surged up Ye Feimo’s leg directly to a certain part of his body.

He secretly cursed and deliberately stretched his leg out to rub against hers.l to her. However, White Night was an orphan who grew up on Spy Island and needed a family more than most people did. Before meeting Su Man, he hoped to find someone he liked and start a family with a...