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an Bi got up and greeted Lin Ning, who glared at her coldly, ignoring her outstretched hand. Director Lin pretended not to see her. "How did you get here""It's been a long time since I've seen Directo..."Ye Fei Mo, can you please not be so overbearing Get out, this is my room." Wen Nuan said in a warm voice, how could he just do whatever he wanted to her She was really fed up with his strange temper.

Every time they have a fight, she acts like nothing happened. She doesn't have that much grace.

To be insulted like that and still welcome him with a smile.

"The promotion expenses for the film were mine. In other words, you living in this room is paid for by my money. So why can't I come in" Ye Fei mo countered emotionlessly, his eyes fixed on her with a dark intensity.

Warmth didn't put him in her eyes from beginning to end at the film festival, especially when she said she didn't know him, which completely angered Ye Fei Mo. He originally wanted to see her just once, but now he was not satisfied.

She could insult him, ridicule him, say anything she wanted, and it wouldn't bother him. But he couldn't stand her warmth being so cold towards him.

So, the ghosts and spirits summoned him, and he came to the hotel.

With a cold yet warm smile, she walked over to pack her belongings. Ye FeiMo frowned at her actions, feigning ignorance and asking, "What are you doing"

She remained silent, angrily packing her things.

He doesn't leave, she leaves!

Ye Fei Mo suddenly grasped her wrist, and asked harshly, "How long are you going to hold a grudge"

He was a little too forceful, his grip both warm and painful. She chuckled self-deprecatingly, "How dare I get angry with Young Master Ye I'm just an artist, where do I have the guts You overestimate me."

"Warm!"

"Let go!" she struggled, a mix of warmth and anger in her voice. She glared at Ye Feimo. "Ye Er Shao, don't joke around like this, alright Aren't you with Han Bi tonight What are you doing entangled with me"

Ye Fei Mo frowned, he knew Wen Wen had misunderstood, but he deliberately did not explain.

韓碧 is 韓碧, warmth is warmth.

"You were bought by me, didn't you forget" Ye Fei Mo spat out each word like a bullet, his warm face turning pale. It turned out that in his heart, she was just this kind of person.

He bought it.

Just like a pet, he bought her and treats her however he pleases. He loves to hit and scold her, it's his freedom. What right does a pet have to resist its owner Has she forgotten her place, forgotten that she is only Ye Fei Mo's contractual lover

"Yes, I was bought by you. However, Ye Fei Mo, even a bought pet has the right to resist its owner, doesn't it You either abandon this pet, or accept its resistance." Wen Nuan said coldly with a smirk at the corner of her lips, "Speaking of contracts, Young Master Ye, didn't you say that your freshness towards women only lasts for a week Look, how many weeks have passed now, your freshness has worn off, haven't you considered breaking the contract"

From the beginning, did either of them take that piece of paper seriously If they had, perhaps they wouldn't be in this situation now.

Ye Fei's face was dark and gloomy. His black eyes held no expression. For him to lower himself to seek warmth, to reach this point, had already shown his utmost sincerity. He had made his intentions clear.

Warm yet unfeeling, she brought up the contract as if it were the only thing that mattered.

He has never been a good-tempered person, he had everything he wanted since childhood, and everyone followed his lead. He was spoiled rotten time and time again without knowing what's good for him. Ye Fei Mo’s patience had reached its limit, he smiled coldly, "Since you mentioned the contract, then I won't be polite."

Ye Fei Mo flung her away harshly. Wen Nuan stumbled back several steps, almost falling. Ye Fei Mo's eyes were like frozen ice, making Wen Nuan feel as if she had been doused with December's cold water from head to toe.

"Come here and take your clothes off!"

The words struck her like a bolt of lightning, and her face paled instantly.

Tiny fists clenched suddenly.

Take your clothes off

Is that what she meant

Ye Fei quickly walked towards her, his booming voice creating psychological pressure. Wen Nuan shivered, instinctively wanting to retreat, but in the end she straightened her spine.

Ye Fei Mo lifted his warm chin, his exquisite and noble features were covered with frost. In his eyes, it seemed like a fierce ghost was dwelling, dark and dangerous, "You're right, you're just my bought pet. Since you don't want to be human and want to be a pet, then accept the treatment of a pet."

Warmth wouldn't know, this sentence to Ye Fei Mo, what kind of humiliation it is.

For all this time, not even a second had he taken the contract seriously. He'd occasionally take it out, wave it around for warmth, mostly as a joke. If he treated her like a purchased woman, she'd have no idea how many times he'd played her by now.

Since she didn't reciprocate his feelings, he couldn't blame himself for becoming cold-hearted.

"What are you dawdling about, take it off!" Ye Fei Mo shouted coldly, his voice hard and heavy. Wen Nuan gritted her teeth, angrily glaring at him, but Ye Fei Mo remained unmoved. He was looking at her with the kind of gaze one would give a pet.

There is no emotion.

A warm heart was pierced as if by a knife, and every sensation in the body became numb with pain.

She remembered the willow bank that day, Ye Feimo's gentleness, Ye Feimo's romanticism. It turned out to be just an illusion given to her by the night, all of it was fake.

It was clearly his fault, so why was he able to accuse her so righteously

She gritted her teeth, warm and stubborn, not shedding a tear. She reached out and took off the dress she was wearing, because it was a low-cut design and she wasn't wearing a bra anyway, only a nipple cover. She didn't care at all as she ripped it down, taking off her underwear too. Her movements seemed numb as she stripped herself bare.

A pale face, with that stubborn despair.

He simply refused to beg for mercy, knowing full well what awaited him.

Ye Fei's ink-black eyes darkened, and his fists clenched.

Her figure was slender and graceful, with curves in all the right places. She was beautiful like a jade sculpture.

He suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms. His warm eyes were cold, without a ripple of emotion, as if Ye FeiMo had nothing to do with what he was going to do. She emptied her heart and let herself go.

The buttons on his chest pressed coldly against her skin, and a thin layer of goosebumps rose on her warm body. She sadly realized that even an empty heart and an empty body couldn't stop the body's reaction.

"Must you do this" Ye Fei Mo suppressed his anger with great effort, his temples bulging. His patience had reached its limit, he gripped her waist as if to twist it off.

Whenever she got close, he would get impulsive and want her very badly.

But now, she stood expressionless, numbly stripping herself bare and presenting herself before him, yet he remained utterly unresponsive.

Warm eyes, like the sharpest sword in the world, cut him to pieces.

He was clearly here to see her.

He clearly came to make peace with her, he truly wanted to have a good talk with her, to say something warm, that we shouldn't fight anymore, that we should be okay.

He clearly thought so.

Why did it have to become like this.

Warmth smiled coldly, "Isn't this what you've always wanted"n. He turned his face away, forgetting it, and stared at him for half an hour, knowing he wouldn't react anyway. 。Persistence and stamina, that's really strong. 。"Boss, smile one" 。"Mò Xiǎobái started...