Father Wen did not doubt anything, but just told her not to disturb others too much. Wen Nuan listened to her father’s loving voice and felt a little pain in her heart. "Dad, I’m sorry, Nuan Nuan lied to you."
She looked around the apartnt. There were two floors, two rooms on the first floor and three rooms on the second floor. However, she didn’t expect to live in the guest room. She thought with a headache, how could she reject Ye Feimo?
Is it okay to say that she has AIDS? Wen Nuan thought in self-abandonnt.
While she was daydreaming, the phone in the room rang. It was Ye Feimo’s phone, and she didn’t dare to answer it. But the phone kept ringing. She pursed her lips, looked upstairs, and reached out to pick up the phone: "Hello..."
"Sorry, I dialed the wrong number." The voice on the other end was a very gentle female voice.
Wen Nuan shrugged her shoulders and put it down. A mont later, the phone rang again. Wen Nuan thought it was probably a wrong number. She picked up the phone: "Hello..."
"Eh... I dialed the right number. Excuse , is Fei Mo here?"
"Oh, he is taking a shower."
"Huh?" The other party was obviously surprised. Wen Nuan thought, maybe she was his lover or sothing. She also felt that her tone was a bit misleading. Just as she was about to explain, she suddenly heard the other party’s amiable laughter, which made Wen Nuan’s back numb: "Hey, girl, what’s your na?"
"Wen Nuan."
"What a nice na. Do you live there?"
Wen Nuan thought she would live here for a while and nodded: "Yes, but only until the end of sumr vacation."
"Huh? Sumr vacation? Oh, that little brat really know how to play." The kind and friendly voice suddenly gritted its teeth, and Wen Nuan was shocked. Play? Forget it, I don’t know who it is anyway, so there’s no need to explain.
"You are looking for Pervert Ye... No, you are looking for Mr. Ye?"
"Haha..." Wen Nuan was just about to say "call back later" when the person on the other end started laughing. She was embarrassed. Was she talking about sothing funny? "Pervert Ye, Miss Wen, you have great vision and connotation. He is really perverted, right?"
Wen Nuan was shocked. What does this have to do with vision and connotation? Isn’t it a consensus that Ye Feimo is a pervert?
"Haha, yes, I think his mother must not have educated him well. It is very necessary for her to put him back and give birth again. No normal person can raise such a perverted son." Wen Nuan reiterated very seriously.
"...Actually, the son’s abnormality has nothing to do with his mother, really." The amiable voice beca a little weak: "He is a mutant."
"Wrong, it is very relevant." Wen Nuan said earnestly: "So girl, you must be careful when you look at people. Such people have nothing but money. You must stay as far away from them as possible."
Girl? The other party was distorted, his eyes were far away, and his face was full of tears.
"Miss Wen, you have great vision and insight, great ideas...but why don’t you stay away?"
"This scene is a typical example of a good woman encountering a brutal bully. I was forced to jump into the fire pit."
"How ridiculous... Miss Wen, I sympathize with you spiritually."
"Thanks."
"...."
"Which lover are you?" Wen Nuan asked with great interest. With Ye Feimo’s personality, it is rare to find a woman with such a good temper and such a humorous way of speaking.
"..." The other party was silent for a mont, then said decisively: "Number one."
"First lover?"
"...Is there a problem?"
"You have very little taste." Wen Nuan concluded bluntly.
"...Ms. Wen, I like you so much. Co on, pounce on him and have sex with him."
Wen Nuan looked up at the ceiling. Which girlfriend would let a mistress pounce on her boyfriend? Is her thinking out of date?
"I have very high standards and very high tastes, so I don’t like him." Wen Nuan answered without hesitation.
The other party laughed heartily and chatted with Wen Nuan for a while.
"By the way, Fei Mo has a serious stomach problem. He just got off the plane. I think he hasn’t eaten anything at night. Can you help cook sothing for him? Noodles, porridge or sothing will do. Don’t let him starve."
"Ah... stomach problem? He looks strong enough to kill a cow." Thinking of Ye Feimo’s bravery just now, she didn’t associate him with stomach problem at all.
"Miss Wen, I really need you to cook sothing for him. He has been on the plane for more than ten hours and his appetite must be very poor. Please."
"Why don’t you co and cook for him?"
"..." The other person sighed, "I was abandoned by him."
"...All right."
"By the way, don’t tell him I called you. Well, that’s it, good girl, go make dinner." The gentle female voice hung up the phone, and Wen Nuan was a little surprised...
Why don’t you tell Ye Feimo that you still care about him so much even though you were abandoned?
Is there anyone who cares about a pervert like Ye Feimo?
Stomach problem?
He looks very healthy, how could he have stomach problems?
Besides, is she an idiot?
Why did she agree to make him a midnight snack so readily? It must be because the woman on the phone had a too gentle voice and she was deceived.
Miss Wen was very conflicted.
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Her face is still swollen and painful.
Wen Nuan searched the refrigerator and found noodles, chicken, eggs, and a bunch of vegetables. She took them out and made a bowl of egg and lean at noodles for Ye Feimo. The kitchen was so clean that it seed as if it had never been used.
Ye Feimo doesn’t usually cook, so why is there food in the refrigerator?
Wen Nuan didn’t think much about it. She cooked noodles while applying ice to her face. She admired herself for being able to do two things at the sa ti.
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