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Mrs. Wen sat down and patted her daughter's shoulder, "Nuannuan, talk."

"Didn't you guess already So there's no need to ask me," Nuwan said softly. Mrs. Wen widened her eyes in disbelief, "What did you say Are you serious You're really dating him"

Nuwan nodded. Mrs. Wen covered her chest and breathed heavily. Nuwan hurriedly supported her, "Mom, are you okay Don't scare me."

"Ye Feimo has such a bad reputation. How could he be your boyfriend I saw in the newspaper that his girlfriend is Han Bi; they're going to get married. So how can you two be lovers Nuannuan, are you hiding something from Mom Or did Ye Feimo do anything to you"

"No, nothing happened. He didn't do anything to me," Nuwan said. Newspapers were truly misleading; no, it was actually that Ye Feimo had too many scandals. If he hadn't any rumors at all, wouldn't that be better

Yet he still made a big fuss about his affairs; everyone in the city knew about Young Master Er's romantic escapades.

"Mom, don’t believe everything you read in newspapers. Nothing happened," Nuwan lied to ease her mother’s mind. She thought that it wouldn't matter if she was lying since her mom didn't know anyway.

Actually, she feared that her mother would have a bad impression of Ye Feimo and thus concealed the truth from her.

However, Mrs. Wen's impression of Ye Feimo was almost non-existent.

"You must be careful with him," said Mrs. Wen worriedly. "I heard his relationships with women are chaotic and never last long." She was concerned that her daughter might take things too seriously, only to get hurt or suffer a loss in the end.

Nuwan replied, "Mom, don't you trust your daughter's charm"

Mrs. Wen gave a cold laugh, "Charming, where is your charm"

"Am I not your biological child" Tanmu leaned in with a playful tone and said, smilingly: "Mom, trust me. I'm serious about him. Look at me; I haven't dated before. Didn’t you always say that one needs to date several times to accumulate experience So I am obediently dating now. Therefore, Mom, please don't worry about me."

"How can I not be worried He doesn't seem like a good man at all.

Warm muttered: "Strange, isn’t it supposed to be that mothers-in-law are increasingly satisfied with their daughters' husbands"

Mrs. Wen, with sharp ears, glared at her, "What daughter-in-law When did he become my son-in-law Aren't you being a bit too presumptuous"

Warm spread out her hands and raised them in surrender.

Mrs. Wen frowned: "Why did you bring him home today without saying anything beforehand, leaving us unprepared."

Warm thought to herself, Was it me who wanted to bring him back

Clearly, he came on his own accord.

"There's no need for preparation. Just treat him as a regular friend, nothing special about that." Warm clung to her mother playfully.

Mrs. Wen hummed and said: "You've already seen him as your future son-in-law of the Wen family. How can there be nothing special Why are you so unambitious What about Liu Cheng Didn't you like him"

Warm tilted her head, thought for a moment, recalled the Weibo post she had shared yesterday, and cited an edited quote: "Brother Liu Cheng is my past life. He is my present life. Yes, it's like that."

Mom Wen, "..."

The mother and daughter had a heart-to-heart talk upstairs. When they came down, Mom Wen was somewhat more amiable. Dad Wen and Ye Feimo were having a fierce battle. Warm thought that Ye Feimo didn’t seem to be very good at playing chess.

How did he manage to draw with her father then

This was definitely a question worth pondering over.

He seemed to barely understand the rules, yet despite losing one game, his ability to hold Dad Wen off for such a long time was extremely rare. Even Wen Jing found it hard to believe.

In this era of flamboyance, few people could still sit down calmly and play games like chess.

Dad Wen was one of the best players, and Wen Jing had been influenced by him since a young age, so she wasn’t bad at it either. Although she wasn’t very interested in it, she could still manage to play well enough. Dad Wen’s impression of Ye Feimo improved significantly after seeing his skills.

Mom Wen brewed some tea and Ye Feimo was also able to discuss tea art with Dad Wen. Warm watched Ye Feimo as if he were an alien; this guy hardly ever drank tea, only coffee.

Bad habit.

But why did he know so much about it

The fact that they lived together wasn’t a secret either, and since Mom Wen and Dad Wen didn’t have anything against it, the Wens were quite liberal parents in this sense.

They spent the morning at Warm’s house. Warm packed up some items to take with her as she got into the car. Ye Feimo went into her room for a while. The entire room was decorated in pastel colors and it gave Ye Feimo goosebumps just being inside.

Pale pink decor, upon entering the room one can tell it's a princess’s bedroom. Everything is so tenderly pastel, fitting her character very well.

However, when someone noticed several photos on the bedside, their expression turned grim.

The warm bedside table had three frames: one was a family photo with Mr. and Mrs. Wen and her two sisters; another was a solo picture of Warm; and the last was a photo taken together with Fang Liucheng.

Behind them was a beach, and Warm wore a pink dress, snuggling up to Fang Liucheng affectionately. The young master smiled at her indulgently—no matter how one looked, it was quite eye-catching.

Ye Feimo decisively turned his face away.

Warm was tidying up some of the books she liked to read when she caught a glimpse of Ye Feimo's gloomy expression and paused. She then glanced at the photos on the bedside, pursed her lips, and came over with a smile, sitting next to him as she leaned towards his shoulder. "Jealous"

Ye Feimo stared at her silently; Warm snorted. "Why do you allow officials to set fire while forbidding civilians from lighting lamps You have a pile of Han Bi's old things in your office."

Hearing this, his expression darkened—he knew that if he told her he had already had Zhang Ling tidy up the items in his office, she would feel even more satisfied.

Ye Feimo thought coldly, I won't tell you.

Warm took over one of the photo frames, a bit nostalgic. "We were all very happy back then, and I believe Brother Liucheng was too—even if he hated us at that time, I believe we brought him more joy than resentment."

Silently for a moment, she looked at Ye Feimo. "Ye Feimo, some things are just habits. Like these photos have been on my bedside for years and you've collected Han Bi's old possessions for years—it's all out of habit, but habits only represent the past and not now or the future—don't be overly concerned."

She felt somewhat bitter and a little unhappy in her heart. in the past either. He focused most of his energy on real estate, jewelry, and media. He delegated authority over the entertainment division to Gu Xiaobei, rarely getting involved himself. After Nuwa...