y those with money get to make the rules. 。She turned and left, afraid of being cheated if she was late. 。A Lamborghini, low-key yet exuding an aura of power, stopped beside her. The man rolled down t...Cai Xiajing rolled her eyes. She had to act properly, even a sow could climb a tree at this point.

Warmth carried things upstairs, Ye Fei Mo seemed to have not come back yet. She sorted the things and started cooking. Soon, the smell of food wafted from the kitchen.

Recently, the two had a fight. She was busy and couldn't make time to cook good meals for Fei Mo. Last night, seeing him sick made her feel terrible. Wen Nuan decided that from now on, every meal she cooks would be delicious and nutritious, so he could eat well.

"Be warm, calm, no matter what harsh things he says, you must remain composed, you must, don't argue with him. Arguing is too childish, remember, absolutely, you cannot argue." Wen Wen held the spatula and swore, she would definitely talk to Ye Fei Mo nicely.

Absolutely no arguing.

She was making soup when Ye Fei Mo came back.

He returned and smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen, a rare and delightful aroma. His gloomy mood from the day instantly lifted somewhat, Ye Fei Mo's lips curled into a slight smile. But then, thinking about what Warmth and Fang Liu Cheng did yesterday, his mood sank again.

Humph, making a meal to apologize for a loss There's no such easy thing.

This stupid girl is doomed.

One who offers unsolicited help is either a thief or intending to do something wrong, otherwise, they've done something they should apologize for.

She clearly belonged to the latter.

To kiss Fang Liucheng is to invite death.

"You're back. I made fish head soup." Wen Nuan tried her best to make her voice sound very cheerful. Ye Fei Mo just hummed in response, his reaction was cold. But Wen Nuan didn't mind.

Even a cold response is still a response, it's better than no response at all. Warmly thought, it's not a big deal, it's not a big deal. He's happy as long as he's full.

Ye Fei returned to his room, changed into a casual outfit, and went back to the 45th floor.

Warmth has been defeated, no way, he wouldn't just go up and not come down, would he

Is this what they call sleeping in separate rooms

But didn't he eat

Mmm, there must be a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. He will definitely come down, Ye Fei Mo's temper is weird, but he will still eat, especially the food she makes, he has always been very enthusiastic about eating it.

I made a comforting fish head soup, stir-fried meat with vermicelli, stir-fried asparagus, garlic-stir fried water spinach, and braised lion's heads. There's plenty for two people to enjoy.

Ye Fei Mo seemed to be living by the clock. As soon as she finished cooking, he came down. He was still wearing a gloomy expression. She greeted him warmly and asked him a question, but his reply was cold and distant.

Tears welled up in my heart silently.

Even an idiot could tell he was angry.

The stir-fry was done, and she sliced two apples into small pieces. Then she peeled four oranges and washed some grapes, arranging them all into a beautiful fruit platter.

Ms. Wen was a very capable young lady.

Ye Fei was acting very aloof, sitting there eating and drinking with the other elders. He didn't say a word to Wen Wen. Even when she tried to talk to him, he only gave curt replies, looking bored and indifferent.

Warm knew he was angry, the more she faced his anger, the braver she became. The less he spoke to her, the more incessantly she chattered in his ear, her words driving a frown onto Ye Fei Mo's brow, yet he made no move to stop her.

This is much better than usual. Normally when he comes back, the room is so quiet. It's so comforting to have her talking.

But this does not absolve him from the death penalty.

Until dinner was finished, the table was filled only with warm chatter. Ye Feimo just didn't speak up. Wen Nuan was frustrated. Should he be so disheartening

I'm too devastated.

...

"Ye Fei Mo, yesterday's incident was a misunderstanding. Don't be angry, okay" Wen Nuan had no choice but to bring it up herself, watching Ye Fei Mo's expression carefully.

He didn't budge, asking stiffly, "What misunderstanding"

Wen Wen chuckled, "You're just asking to know."

"I don't know." Ye Fei Mo's tone was incredibly dismissive. Wen Wan thought, she had already spoken in a low and subdued voice, what else could she do Besides, why should she explain herself to him like this.

Warmth didn't bother to say anything, simply holding the dish and going to the kitchen to wash it. Ye Feimo coldly watched her back, snorted, and went to the living room to watch TV. Wen Nuan once felt that the remote control in her own home was invincible.

Her own TV was also unbeatable. When Ye Feimo was in a bad mood, she would take the remote and keep pressing it, flipping channels non-stop. Basically, she changed channels every second, not knowing what she wanted to watch at all.

Feel a pang of sympathy for the TV in your own home.

Ye Fei turned to an international channel, it was the Milan Jewelry Exhibition. He stopped, crossed his legs and watched for a while before cursing, "What a depressing program."

This program is not worth watching.

This year's jewelry exhibition is full of counterfeit goods, nothing good on display.

Ye Fei Mo presses back 32 stations, children's channel, broadcasts anime for 18 hours a day.

The television was playing Inuyasha. Wen Nuan carried out a fruit platter, Ye Fei Mo dodged the fruits, eating oranges and grapes, he hated eating apples the most. Wen Nuan couldn't help but say: "Eat more apples, or I won't buy you fruit next time."

Ye Fei didn't eat, saying he was just being himself. Warmth shoved a slice of apple into his mouth, "Never seen someone so picky."

Ye Fei Mo coldly snorted and, without a word, ate the apple.

Warmth filled everything.

That's right.

But he wouldn't eat if she didn't warm it up, and when she did warm it, she cried. Out of desperation, she had no choice but to keep feeding him.

A fruit platter, two people finished half of it, and the rest was warmed up and put in the refrigerator.

She was so nice to him, but he didn't react at all. Wen Nuan was a little discouraged. What else could she do to please him

"Ye Fei Mo, are you done venting"

Ye Fei Mo slanted her a look, perhaps having eaten and drunk his fill, his mood was good, he even gave her a glance, warm and gentle. Was she being so stiff It was truly terrifying.

"Tell me, what did you do at the hot springs resort last night" Ye Fei's eyes were deep and cold, his gaze piercing like ice. The anger he had been suppressing all day was slowly erupting. He let out a cold snort, "The two of you soaking in the hot springs together"

"I'm being framed, Boss! There's a dessert shop next to the hot spring resort. We went there for supper. Besides, how could soaking in the hot springs be that short" Wenwen said angrily. Fei Mo's aura was simply too powerful, even someone as bold as her felt a little intimidated by him. The memories from that night were blurry; she couldn't recall who he was clearly. But those embarr...