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a peculiar habit of men in the Ye family.Only "she"… and Warming were exceptions.That night, he was in a bad mood and mistook her for a gift from someone else. He went along with it, but what he real...The Substitute Ex-Wife of the CEO Finale 654

"Feiyi, Happy New Year," Warmth said softly in his ear. "Happy New Year."

She didn't have a chance to wish him Merry Christmas but managed to convey her New Year's wishes. Ye Feiyi embraced her; for Warmth, he was too heavy, pressing all of his weight onto her body, causing some discomfort, yet she willingly savored this sensation.

No one else could give her such a fulfilling feeling except Feiyi.

She caressed his damp body with tenderness and longing; during these moments, she cherished them dearly.

"Happy New Year," Ye Feiyi said. He slightly propped himself up, gazing intensely into her face with a fiery gaze as if trying to discern the authenticity of what he was experiencing. His slender fingers slowly traced her features.

Ecstasy gradually welled up in his eyes. "You're so beautiful."

Warmth smiled and playfully blinked, teasingly asking, "Are you satisfied with this New Year's gift"

Ye Feiyi leaned down to gently peck her lips. "Very much so; it would be wonderful if this dream never ends."

Hearing his whisper made Warmth's heart ache as if she had been slapped, leaving her unprepared. Ye Feiyi’s eyes were clouded with a thin veil of mist, filled with confusion and haziness. The phrase 'illusory beauty and fleeting joy' came to mind.

So this was it.

He thought he was dreaming. Warmth lifted herself slightly, gently biting the spot on his chest where there was a red mark, applying some force. Ye Feiyi's spine tingled with electricity running up from his feet to his scalp and then throughout his entire body until it concentrated at the most sensitive place. Warmth felt distinctly that something in him gradually softened before stiffening and swelling inside her.

A bone-chilling satisfaction welled up inside him. Ye Feimo cursed her a "demon," and Wenran, who was really smiling like a demon beneath him, lifted her long legs to rub against his body. She deliberately moved her hips, revealing a snow-white body that blossomed with the redness of a plum blossom, radiating an unrestrained allure.

She truly was a demon.

A demon just for him, whose grace and charm were exclusive to him alone.

Slightly pulling back, he thrust heavily into her again. Wenran groaned softly as she endured it; their lips met once more, drawing them both into another bout of passion, frantically exploring each other's bodies in search of pleasure...

As if the day after tomorrow were the end.

In a daze, Wenran felt sorrowful. Feimo, may you still remember me come morning.

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When Ye Feimo woke up, it was already the next day. Mo Xiaobai's cruise ship had docked by the seaside, with all guests gone. On board, besides Mo Xiaobai and a few cleaning staff members, there were no other people left.

He wasn't wearing a stitch of clothing, feeling an indescribable sense of relief. Ye Feimo frowned slightly; his clothes had been discarded to one side, belt tossed far away, mirror shards scattered all over the place—it was quite a mess.

He couldn't recall when he had undressed himself.

A small puddle of liquid lay on the bed. Ye Feimo's brow furrowed tightly; it seemed last night he'd been in the throes of an erotic dream, and his body must have climaxed during the dream too, soiling the sheets. Bright light streamed through the curtains into the room. Ye Feimo picked up his clothes to put them on.

He was exhausted from last night, drinking just one cup before passing out cold, oblivious to everything around him, sleeping soundly until morning, feeling refreshed and invigorated—truly a rare treat indeed.

Dressed and entering the cabin to freshen up, Mo Baixue was already waiting on the second-floor hall for breakfast. Seeing Ye FeiMo enter, he grinned broadly like a sunny June day, bright and dazzling: "Little cousin brother, did you sleep well last night"

His smile carried a thin layer of smugness and mischief, so obvious that it was impossible for him not to notice.

Ye FeiMo seemed somewhat lackluster. He sat down as someone brought breakfast. This trip to America was originally about business discussions; he had just dropped by when Mo Baixue happened to be hosting a banquet. Mainly, Mo Baixue said that Warming and Long Chengtian would also be attending, so he decided to come.

He only longed to see her from afar, but unexpectedly fell asleep. Ye FeiMo was in a very bad mood, blaming it all on Mo Baixue.

Moi Baixue felt extremely innocent; after all, he had facilitated Little Cousin Brother's desires.

It’s just that...

The means were rather extraordinary. If they kept procrastinating, who knew when they would finally get together It was much more satisfying to simply proceed directly and thoroughly. However, Mo Baixue decided not to tell Ye FeiMo about his mischief.

It’s rare for him to see a performance from Little Cousin Brother since childhood; missing such an occasion is too regrettable.

The next time he might catch one would be who knows when.

The black hand party had recently developed a new drug called "Chun Dream Without Trace," which after a night of passion, causes the user to forget everything as if it were a dream. The effects of this drug are astonishing and highly effective.

A few people have already tried it; Mo Baixue impulsively gave one to Ye FeiMo, not expecting such good results.

Since that Christmas day when he talked openly with Warming, Ye FeiMo had been extremely unsettled. He knew she had cried but didn't understand what exactly she meant by her actions. After several days, she hadn’t called him either.

This feels incredibly painful; I wonder if Warm has figured things out, and whether she is willing to come back.

If she doesn't come, he will go. It's rare for them to see each other, but who would have thought that he'd sleep through it like this Ye Feimo's heart feels bitter; he regrets his weakness and missing the opportunity. Even worse, Little White didn't invite him.

After going around in circles, another chance has slipped by.

Warm, how many times have they missed each other

Eating breakfast silently, he loses his appetite; Ye Feimo can't help but wonder when Warm left and if she knows that he's on the cruise. Little White is probably going to tell her about it. If she does know and didn't wake him up, maybe it means she doesn’t want to see him.

Even after hearing what he said, could she still not bear to meet him

"Cousin, did you sleep well last night" Mo Xiaobai finally asks, his eyes mischievous as ever.

Slept well

Mmm, how could it be anything but good He dreamed such a beautiful dream all night long, wishing to stay lost in it forever and never wake up to face the harsh reality. How could that not be wonderful If he had known things would turn out this way, perhaps it would have been better not to wake up at all.

What's good about waking up

Without a response from him, Mo Xiaobai can't help but think: Does the medicine work so well that he has no memory of last night at all

Eating breakfast absentmindedly, Ye Feimo takes his napkin and wipes his mouth, then calmly says, "I'll go first."tly, "I don’t have the decision-making power, it's your call."Femi grew irritated and said angrily, "I was just angry at those two brothers. Are you trying to anger me too Since I regained consciousne...