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bed.He always used the silent treatment during their arguments and then a few days later pretended to be hurt, making it seem like nothing had happened in order to get what he wanted. Ye Feimo, did s...Warming and Yè Fēi Mò 353

"If Warming is in a mood to joke with me, she mustn't be hurt badly. Who cares about her anyway She said she's staying at Ye Yan’s place, though. That girl really has an overactive imagination. I’ll go see my idol and hear for myself how Warming praises him so much. He must be quite the catch," Cai Xiaojing chuckled as Lin Ning's face instantly darkened. It had been sunny a moment ago but now it looked like stormy weather.

Mosai...

This damned kid, he knew all along that Cai Xiaojing was crazy about Mosai. He just didn't expect her obsession to be this intense.

Well then… This damned kid is as good as dead when he comes to A City.

Just as Cai Xiaojing was about to book a ticket, Lin Ning forcefully turned off the phone. Cai Xiaojing looked up in shock and glared at Lin Ning, "What are you doing"

Lin Ning lifted her up, held her hand, and dragged her out, saying, "We're going into hiding for a few days."

"You bastard! Let go of me! I want to go to Rome… I want to see Ye Yan!" Cai Xiaojing continued struggling but was still dragged inside the elevator. She turned around and told the stunned assistant, "Oh right, take care of her phone for a while."

Lin Ning waved his hand, and the assistant saw Director Lin's exceptionally radiant smile along with Cai Xiaojing’s gritted teeth. The assistant looked up at the sky. She knew that Director Lin and Cai Xiaojing were good friends.

But…

The assistant brought her index fingers together in a standard spouse gesture, then suddenly shrieked, "Oh my God, there must be something going on between them."

When Mr. Warm called back again, it was Lily who picked up the phone, and Cai Xiaojing missed her home idol's call.

Rome.

Ye Feimo’s injuries gradually stabilized, and Mr. Warm put down her anxiously suspended heart. Seeing the deep wounds on his back that were visible to the bone and hideous scars, she was heartbroken.

This fool, knowing he wasn’t in good health but trying not to worry her by being stubborn. How foolish could one be He just needed to lie still in bed; she would come to see him. Sometimes, a man's overbearing stubbornness isn't such a good thing.

During Mr. Warm’s recuperation period, she couldn’t move around freely either. Apart from accompanying the unconscious Ye Feimo and chatting with him, most of her time was spent lying in bed because excessive movement would strain her wounds.

Robert gave Mu Wushuang a green ointment specifically for treating cuts; every morning and evening, Mu Wushuang would help apply it. After applying the ointment, one felt very relaxed, with a cooling sensation followed by heat before gradually dissipating.

Mu Wushuang said that this ointment could remove scars so that there wouldn’t be any after her injuries healed; Mr. Warm had previously been worried about this since she was an entertainer and couldn't afford to have scars, especially on obvious parts like the arms, back, thighs, or calves. She had originally planned to undergo surgery once her wounds healed, but now hearing Mu Wushuang’s assurance that it could remove scars, Mr. Warm was incredibly delighted.

To avoid unnecessary pain and discomfort.

Mu Xiaobai initially wanted to say he would help apply the ointment for her but was kicked away by Mu Wushuang; Mr. Warm just laughed without saying anything.

She noticed that interactions between the Mu family siblings were quite amusing. Seeing how Warm always believed what Mu Xiaobai said, Mu Wushuang couldn’t resist and remarked, "Take what Xiaobai says with a grain of salt; don't take it too seriously."

"I know," Mr. Warm chuckled as she replied. Mu Wushuang shook his head; knowing something was one thing, acting on that knowledge another. Mr. Warm couldn’t resist asking out of curiosity, "Sis Wushuang, do you have a boyfriend"

"No." I don't have a boyfriend, but I've had quite a few ex-boyfriends.

Qingwen tilted her head in thought, wondering what kind of boyfriend Wushuang should be looking for. It must be difficult to find someone suitable for her; who would dare marry her She's even more domineering than Tang Mandong, and she’s decisive and ruthless. In the stormy sea of life, she is a red rose blooming in violent winds and bloody rains, unlike those who grew up in peaceful times without experiencing such turmoil.

She is truly a queen, an elegant older woman.

With three such exceptional younger brothers at home, what kind of man would be worthy enough to marry her Her standards must be very high.

So there are advantages to being an ordinary person.

"What did Xiaobai say this time"

"Nothing. Yesterday when I said you were beautiful and that many people would surely chase after you, Xiaobai said no one dares to chase you; instead, you're the one who chases others." Qingwen is an honest child. Mo Xiaobai also mentioned that her sister is a queenly lady, and no man dares to challenge her unless he’s a fool.

It's a living example of what happens when someone gets dominated for life, like his father did—bloody and painful.

"Did he say anything else" Mo Wushuang raised an eyebrow, looking at Qingwen with a half-smile that revealed mischievous charm in her purple eyes, causing even women's hearts to race; let alone men.

"No more." Qingwen honestly replied.

Mo Wushuang coquettishly smiled. "The boyfriend species doesn't suit me."

The warm tenderly licks her tongue as Mo Wushuang helps her change the medicine on her shoulder wound; she is very proficient, and except for a slight pain, Warm feels nothing. The bullet wound on her chest has also obviously improved in recent days, but it still needs some time before it can be fully healed.

"Warm, what's up with that butterfly on your shoulder Is it a tattoo" Mo Wushuang asks as her finger brushes over her shoulder, finding no trace of a tattoo. With such an obedient girl like Warm, there is little reason for her to get one.

The butterfly looks really beautiful and colorful, quite unique, making Mo Wushuang want to get one herself too.

"You mean that butterfly I don't know either, it's something I was born with," Warm laughs as she glances at her shoulder; she doesn't pay much attention to the butterfly, thinking of it as a common tattoo. "My mom says it’s a birthmark and it looks quite pretty. It’s fortunate that it's a butterfly instead of a black birthmark which would be ugly."

Mo Wushuang smiles and curiously studies the butterfly on her shoulder with a frown, finding it odd for someone to have a birthmark shaped like a butterfly; it is rather rare.

"It's beautiful. I'm going to get one too," Mo Wushuang says after studying it enough, then helps Warm wrap up her bandages again. Warm thanks her and Mo Wushuang replies nonchalantly, "We’re family, no need for thank yous."

Warm smiles.

The moment she finishes dressing, the door is pushed open as Mo Baixue rushes in still smiling charmingly with a plate of seafood pasta, accompanied by seafood mushroom soup and a glass of white wine, along with dessert.

As soon as he enters, the aroma fills up the entire room.

"Little Auntie, here’s some delicious food. The most authentic seafood pasta," Mo Baixue cheerfully moves over a small table and puts the food in front of Warm; it looks so good that it makes one's appetite soar.

Especially with the seafood pasta, she has also eaten seafood pasta in A City before, but this one is slightly different from what she’s had. Lobster meat, squid, oysters, shrimp... The color coordination is very meticulous and artistic, emitting a strong aroma.he port with one swift kick on the pedal. The distance between this remote church and the port was only at the extreme ends; even if Momo Bai accelerated his car to its maximum speed and ran all red l...