men were shocked; they had no idea that Wushuang’s little travel case actually concealed so many weapons. Wushuang took out the sniper rifle, and naturally, Ghostface also raised his own."What are you...Not ink....

How could he be here

The beating of my heart, it's impossible to contain, it pounds wildly, as if something is about to burst out. No matter how hard I try to suppress it, the sound of its beating echoes relentlessly. He was wearing a steel-gray suit with delicate sapphire cufflinks at his sleeves, looking very elegant. His gaze was piercingly intense, and she remembered the fiery passion from last night's madness; the heat in his eyes then mirrored the intensity now.

Her body suddenly heated up, the places where he kissed and touched her burned like fire, as if endless heat seeped into her skin. Her fair face flushed red, blooming with rosy clouds.

She lowered her head, not daring to meet Ye Feimo's gaze.

As the shadow gradually receded, warmth tingled at his fingertips. Ye Fei Mo sat beside her, also ordering a pot of Pu'er tea.

A warm heart is like being constantly boiled in alternating hot and cold water. His face flushed then paled, his eyes welled with tears. Last night he was still loving her, saying he thought of her. But now, seeing her, the man who claimed to think of her couldn't utter a word, distant and aloof like a stranger.

It seemed like he looked at her with disdain, as if even a glance was too much.

Warmly, she bit her lower lip with a hint of grievance, bowing her head further, afraid that if she looked up, he would see the tears in her eyes. She held back, letting them fall onto the back of her hand, sliding down silently and unnoticed...

He sat across from her in the seat next to hers.

The atmosphere was extremely awkward.

Drinking tea is a very particular affair, even warmth at this moment is overlooked, all etiquette forgotten, unwilling to leave, directly pouring a cup of tea into my mouth, unable to taste the aroma of the tea, it's rather bitter.

She drank in a hurry, the moisture in her eyes slowly stopped, and no more tears fell. The warmth in her heart felt a little better. She tilted her head to watch the vehicles coming down from the building. The teahouse was playing soft, elegant music, very suitable for listening to at night.

A jarring cell phone ringtone suddenly rang, and Wen Nuan was startled. It was her song – the theme song she had composed for the Qinglian Princess back then. It was catchy and well-loved by many; after the TV series became a nationwide hit, the song gained widespread popularity as well.

Yè Fēi Mò had always used this song as her ringtone. She thought that after their divorce, since she had been so cruel to him, he must have hated her and wouldn't possibly keep anything related to her.

I didn't expect this ringtone to still be the same.

Cheng Anya's call came, Ye Fei Mo's voice was elegant and low, listening to it warmed her heart. She finally heard his voice, which was a little different from the sound of him calling her name last night.

At that time, Fei Mo was hers alone.

This is when Fei Mo becomes normal.

He chatted with Cheng Anyan for a while, then fell silent, slowly sipping his tea. A warm message came in. It was from Cai Xiajing saying that Ye Feimo was in Washington. Wen Nuan lowered her head and typed a few words, he was sitting across from me.

She slightly raised her head and looked at Ye Fei Mo. He turned his head to look out the window, his whole person seemed immersed in his own world. The sapphire cufflink emitted a deep blue light, like the purity of the depths of the sea.

It's very beautiful.

Last night's events, seemed like a dream without a trace. To him, it was nothing. Even though they had embraced each other so passionately and lingered in each other's arms, to him, it wasn't anything special.

He didn't say a word. He was warm, a little sad, and also self-deprecating. You pushed him out of your life yourself, so what are you complaining about now

But that Christmas Day, he clearly said he missed her.

Last night, he clearly said he loved her. How could a person change so drastically in just one night She didn't quite understand Ye Fei Mo.

I don't understand myself either.

Since Christmas Day, everything seems to have gone off the rails.

What did she want, and what had she regretted

The text message alert rang again, sent by Tang Mandong. "Baby, come on up, tackle me, devour me."

A warm smile touched Ye Feimo's lips as he tilted his head slightly. Wen Nuan was smiling, engrossed in a text message with someone unknown. Her face radiated sweetness, a smile he hadn't seen on her in ages. He had just stood before her, witnessing the surprise in her eyes and then her avoidance. He simply turned away. He thought that Wen Nuan probably didn't want to see him, which is why she was looking down and trying to hide from him. He wouldn't embarrass himself further by forcing her company.

Right now, who is she texting Why is she smiling so sweetly

As if she had forgotten him, forgotten him, he was still sitting across from her. Who was she flirting with

A shadow of displeasure crossed his face. If he had any backbone, he would have stood up and left long ago, not to witness her dazzling smile, a smile so sweet that wasn't meant for him, a smile that was blindingly irritating.

I warmed back Tang Man's winter's text, she rejected me from thousands of miles away.

It was just a joke between them. They all knew about her and Fei Mo's situation, that she was determined to divorce him. Man Dong's text message was teasing her, and Wen Nu also replied with a playful heart.

They still didn't know what had happened on Christmas Day, nor what had happened last night, nor did they know about the change in her heart.

Gao Chunmiao replied, "If the mountain won't come to me, I'll go to the mountain."

Cai Xiaojing also replied, Ye Zong is just a paper tiger in front of you, you can boldly pounce.

A warm smile spread across his face, and the bitterness in his heart felt a little lighter thanks to their witty banter. He couldn't help but wonder if Lin Ning or Tang Shuwenn ever made him feel this happy when he was down.

He's such a downer, always so lifeless. I bet it would be hard to cheer him up.

She looked up and saw Ye Fei Mo looking at her. Too late to avoid his gaze, she simply didn't dodge it. The two stared at each other, neither moving their eyes. Everything around them was eerily silent. Wen Wen picked up her handbag. Ye Fei Mo’s eyes dimmed slightly. She wanted to leave, didn't she

But who knew, Wen warmly came over with teacups and sat down across from him at his table.

Ye Fei Mo placed her hand under the table, narrowed her eyes, a scorching light flashed in her deep gaze before slowly disappearing, becoming profound and unfathomable. What did she mean

"Warmth raised a smile, "When did you start liking tea"

"After the divorce." Ye Fei Mo's voice was a bit stiff, rigid like a stretched string.

Warmth was a little awkward, she seemed to hold a grudge against him. Ye Fei Mo's mind was incredibly complex, he disliked drinking tea and beverages, always preferring coffee. Warmth loved drinking tea, especially green tea.

She is an actress, she needs to keep in shape, and always drinks tea to maintain her figure. Her house has all kinds of teas and tea sets, but she doesn't like to drink them. Sometimes, though, she watches her brew tea and sip it.ou just cut that thing off" Mo Chen, "……”Damn, I'm innocent too, okay 。However, this kind of thing usually puts women at a disadvantage. Men appear to be the aggressors and those who get their way in...