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; at such a distance, it was impossible for them to detect any danger.A faint sound shattered the air and came through the empty space. She frowned slightly, her smile returning as she heard the shatt...The Ex-Wife of the CEO's Stand-in

Hugging her tightly for a long time, Ye Feimo slightly pulled away from her. The light cast a hint of joy on his face, deep and shallow. His gaze no longer held its usual coldness, but instead bloomed with tender warmth.

He gripped her waist, leaned down, and kissed her lips.

Warming didn't resist; she opened her mouth to welcome him. The faint scent of alcohol from his lips overwhelmed hers, filling her senses with nothing but his presence, winding around her like a cocoon.

She knew that she was truly lost in Ye Feimo's hands and there was no possibility of forgetting him.

A long while later, he released her lips. His slender fingers lightly caressed the swollen lip he had kissed, then suddenly handed her a bouquet of flowers, "Champagne roses, your favorite."

She held the flowers and bent to smell their fragrance. Ye Feimo smiled as he watched her, the roses being vibrant and beautiful, but she was unparalleled in her own right. To his eyes, she was more delicate than the flowers, incredibly alluring. Indeed, it's true that a lover sees beauty even in an ordinary person; no matter how he looked at her, she was the most beautiful woman.

He suddenly embraced her again, resting his chin on her hair and whispered softly, "Can we promise to not fight anymore"

"With your bad temper, how can there be no arguments," Warming hummed in response. In her heart, however, she felt sweetly delighted. When Ye Feimo smiled along with her, he felt a faint happiness.

Little quarrels were delightful and could be left as they are.

But no matter how they argued in the future, neither of them would utter the word "breakup."

"Who taught you this move" Warm asked with a smile, on the first day of the New Year, holding his girlfriend's favorite flowers outside her window waiting stupidly, no matter how she heard it, it sounded so cliché.

It definitely wasn't something Ye Feimo would do. Who gave him advice

"Isn't this just about chasing women I don't need others to give me advice." Ye Feimo's face showed a strange expression as he spoke with disdain. Warm thought to herself that this person was truly the typical embodiment of saying one thing and meaning another.

However, considering the bouquet of roses, she wouldn’t argue with him.

Ye Feimo opened the car door and presented a large red rose bouquet. That dazzling red contrasted sharply with the champagne roses; Ye Feimo thrust the red roses into her arms.

Warm blinked, wondering what was going on

Did he buy these red roses for someone else And just gave them to her casually

Ye Feimo was unusually honest tonight and said somewhat awkwardly: "I originally bought the red roses. Who knew you liked champagne roses So I went back and bought another bouquet of them, all for you."

Warm smiled as she looked down; so when he asked her about it earlier, he had already bought the flowers. After hearing that she preferred champagne roses, he turned around and got more. This fool did yet another foolish thing.

However, this felt really good.

In fact, if he hadn't asked what kind of flowers she liked and simply sent her red roses, she would still be very happy about it too.

Now she knows that he originally sent her red roses and then gave her the Champagne roses she liked, making her even happier. Ye Feimo had never bought flowers for her before; this was his first time, and the warmth of it felt incredibly good.

"Feeling smug" Ye Feimo snorted coldly as Wen Ran smiled with a pleased expression on her lips, "A little bit."

She definitely felt a little smug. To make Ye Feimo do such a thing was something worth feeling smug about; she could feel smug for an entire year.

Ye Feimo snorted coldly again. As Wen Ran looked down at the two bouquets, she realized for the first time how well red roses and Champagne roses went together, perfectly in a way that was unbelievable.

"Come back with me." Ye Feimo hugged her as he kissed her lips, moving his moist warm lips to her earlobe. He whispered lowly, "Don't you miss me I'm dying for you."

"You really are a pervert." Wen Ran punched him in the abdomen and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. She turned her head and glanced into the house. "Today is New Year's Day; I want to spend it here. I'll go back first thing tomorrow morning."

"There are only three hours until tomorrow morning," Ye Feimo said. Wen Ran scolded him with a smile, wondering why this man was like this. Of course she wouldn't follow his whims; knowing that he had eaten already made her feel at ease as she urged him to go back.

"No way." Ye Feimo said. As she pulled him along the path, this area had eight villas, and a children's playground was not far from where Wen Ran lived.

Two swings sat side by side; Wen Ran sat slightly forward as she smiled at Ye Feimo, "I used to love coming here when I was little. So did Wen Jing even though the place is small."

"Hmph! Don't tell me anything about places where Fang Liucheng exists," The Second Young Master of the Ye Family said as he flew into a jealous rage. Wen Ran choked on her breath, having now fully submitted to Ye Feimo's jealousy. However, what he had said was correct; there really was Fang Liucheng, and she and Fang Liucheng both sat on this swing before.

"Don't be so dramatic." Wen Ran smiled but suddenly turned to look at Ye Feimo with a solemn expression. Ye Feimo felt that his actions were proper—what had he done wrong

warm snuggled the two bouquets to one side and sat on his lap, hugging his neck with both hands, smiling sweetly. With family members initiating such affectionate gestures, there was no reason for him to push her away.

However, Ye Feimo lifted his gaze to look at the top of the swing, wondering if it could hold their weight.

Ye Feimo chuckled as he hugged her waist. "Miss Warm, when we round up our combined weight, it's around 250 pounds! The swing is about to cry; there’s a chance it might break."

warm nuzzled against his chest and tugged on his earlobe. "Tell me, was what Han Bi said true Which one lied to me, or I’ll disable you."

"Do you have to be so fierce" Ye Feimo barely finished saying this when warm forcefully pulled on his earlobe, forcing him to quickly beg for mercy; she really didn’t hold back.

"Alright, alright. You’re going to twist my ears off! You truly…" Ye Feimo hurriedly pulled her hand down. He had never seen such a brutal woman and was now afraid of her. "You want to know…"

"How did the watch end up in her place" warm asked, pulling on his shirt collar fiercely. "No lying; otherwise, if that woman dares to challenge me again, I’ll just endure it quietly. Who knows, she might even say how impressive you are."

Ye Feimo smiled lightly. "How impressive I am in the bedroom, you know better than anyone else."

Saying this, he kissed her passionately; warm slapped his face with a palm. "Be serious."

Ye Feimo laughed and said, "I’m not lying. The watch got splashed with hot water, so I took it off for her to clean and dry it. I forgot to take it back when I left."

"Hmph, that’s what you get for being distracted by passion and satisfaction—forgetting your most cherished watch," warm said sourly, holding her breath without speaking; Ye Feimo hugged her tightly but remained silent with a smile. though she didn’t exist. He asked her without looking at her outstretched hand, "Why are you here""I haven't watched Director Zhang's work in a long time, so I came over."“Wow, really I thought you w...