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Sitting leisurely under the corridor, she took off her cap and let her hair down, swinging her legs carefree. Any student who had graduated from this middle school would never forget this love-infused corridor.

Flowers understand emotions; people rendezvous beneath the rose trellis.

Unfortunately, when she was in high school, Fang Liucheng had already graduated. There once was a boy who adored her and invited her to meet under the rose archway, but she refused him there.

The school used to have such legends: It was said that whoever pledged their eternal love beneath the rose corridor would live happily ever after for life.

Many of their upperclassmen couples had walked out from this place.

In their class, every couple who wished for a harmonious relationship would make promises to each other under the rose corridor to cherish and never leave one another.

The girls without boyfriends were looking forward to meeting their prince charming beneath the rose trellis.

As she reminisced about these old times, she suddenly felt a scorching gaze upon her. Warmth’s heart tightened as she turned to see Ye Feimo standing under the corridor. Sunlight filtered through the morning glory vines, sprinkling gold-like spots on his face. Looking at him from beneath the archway, sunlight cascaded in strands of light, dancing dust beams filled with warmth.

Warmth’s smile faded as her spirits sank; she couldn’t help but turn away and pretend Ye Feimo didn’t exist.

With so many places on campus, why did he have to come here

Indeed, it proved the saying that enemies always meet in narrow paths.

Ye Feimo stared intently at Warming, as if he wanted to see through her. Despite his intense gaze, Warming remained calm and impassive, like a wooden puppet admiring the roses. Neither of them moved. Warming thought to herself that she should leave; after all, she wasn’t waiting for some high school sweetheart here or anything extraordinary about seeing the rose corridor.

But then she reconsidered: just because he was here didn’t mean she had to go anywhere. There was no logic in it, so why should she leave

With this thought, Warming became more relaxed.

Ye Feimo continued to stare at her with a heavy gaze. He hadn’t expected to encounter Warming here either.

He remained motionless and stared coldly at her. The moment she had smiled up at him was very beautiful, too bad he didn’t take out his phone to capture that scene—it would definitely be the most beautiful moment of the day.

The two sat there for a while without speaking, as if they were in some kind of silent competition.

A girl wearing sports clothes walked past the corridor and glanced back at them with a puzzled expression. Thankfully it was Saturday; not everyone participated in school sports activities, and most people were sleeping during lunchtime, otherwise this long corridor would be bustling with people, and they might cause quite a stir.

Warming gave herself a wry smile—she really had regressed. She actually felt the need to argue here with him. Forget it, she’d go find Man Dong; there was nothing interesting happening anyway. She admitted that when it came to resilience, she couldn’t match Ye Feimo’s ability to remain unmoved and expressionless.

She was troubled by him right now and didn’t want to continue this state of mind. The only solution was out of sight, out of mind.

Warming put on her baseball cap and started walking away, but she was immediately pulled back. Warming fumed—she stood there like a statue, not even blinking; what did he think he was doing

"Let go!" Warming said coldly. Ye Feimo really had an odd temper—selfish and indifferent with a difficult personality. Many times she told herself to understand his feelings.

When he insulted her, it was simply because of his prejudice against her profession; she shouldn’t be arguing with him over that.

People all have self-respect and pride.

He couldn't keep insulting her, not for the first time.

The first time he insulted her, she still had the mood to retort and didn't feel too angry. But this time, she was truly furious.

No matter how others unrelated to you curse at you, you can just smile coldly and not care. However, Ye Feimo isn't someone she can be indifferent towards; precisely because she cares about him, his humiliation of her character is unforgivable.

Until now, he hasn't even apologized once.

In F City, he nearly raped her.

If she hadn't cried and temporarily softened his heart, he might have really done it. This too was unforgivable.

Actually, thinking about it so much and resenting him is merely because she understands more than anyone else that Ye Feimo doesn’t like her, which is why he treats her this way lightly. If he liked her, he wouldn't act like this.

Wenran tried to struggle free from his grasp but couldn’t break free from Ye Feimo’s restraint. She grew angry and coldly looked at him, "Ye Feimo, what do you mean by this Are you mute now Where did your venomous tongue go Speak up again! Say I’m a natural-born slut who admires superficial things or that I'm arrogant—why aren’t you saying it anymore Or are you planning to rape me in broad daylight The Ye family dominates A City, so you can do whatever you want and have someone take the blame for murder. Do what you want, just don't be silent."

Her accusatory words made Ye Feimo’s expression even grimmer. He knew that Wenran was resentful.

"Go back to cook!" Actually, Ye Feimo wanted to apologize but somehow the words coming out of his mouth turned into this sentence instead. He felt extremely frustrated in his heart; was it really so hard to say sorry

Wenran looked at him expressionlessly and said with a cold smile, "52737041 is the cleaning service hotline. Thank you!"

Ye Feimo's lips twitched slightly, as if he was afraid that Warm would break free. He forcibly held onto her hand so tightly that it hurt her bones; she gritted her teeth and endured the pain. Ye Feimo said, "Go back and cook!"

"52737041, please call this number. You will get what you want. The services provided by this place are guaranteed to satisfy Young Master Second."

Warm spoke in a neutral tone.

"What must I do to make you go back"

"Why should I go back Am I hindering you" Warm asked sharply. Ye Feimo seemed to have thought of something, and his expression changed slightly. Taking advantage of this moment, Warm slipped her hand out of his grasp.

"If you bring up the contract, I will honor my promise. Whenever you want me, just say the word—I'll clean myself and wait for you with open arms. But if it's anything else, forget it; I don't want to hear it."

Warm said coldly.

Ye Feimo frowned. He knew that Warm was actually a little hedgehog rather than a cute bunny. She usually hid her spines and pretended to be a harmless rabbit.

When she really lashed out, it hurt quite a bit.

Ye Feimo looked at her as if time had turned back, taking him back to the moment when he first met her—she was so spirited and full of life. Warm turned around and walked away, leaving Ye Feimo staring after her with a deep gaze.

Warm felt relieved once she left the Rose Corridor and took a deep breath.

Unable to resist, she tugged at the branches. "Stupid pighead, stinky pighead. Can't even say sorry. Pig, pig, pig..."

She turned back and glared fiercely at Ye Feimo in the Rose Corridor before running towards her teacher's apartment without looking back.. Wen did. They originally planned a proper celebration but since the celebrant lacked interest, everyone gave up.This was the coldest and most desolate birthday Warmth could remember having.Several p...