The night view of the two banks of A City was truly beautiful. Du Di was surprised that he was in the mood to enjoy the scenery. Perhaps it was because of her laugh.
The scenery also seed much more beautiful.
After a 40-minute boat ride, the two of them were mostly sober. It was almost 11 p.m. Du Di wanted to invite Wen Nuan for coffee, but Wen Nuan said with a smile that she had to go ho. Du Di was a gentleman and drove her to her apartnt building.
"I had a great ti tonight. Thank you," Du Di said with a faint smile. Wen Nuan waved goodbye to him. Du Di nodded, watching her go into the apartnt. He didn’t drive away until she was inside. He was in a good mood all the way ho until Du Yueying called and said that the old master had fainted and was taken to the hospital. He rushed to the hospital.
Wen Nuan went ho, and the lights in the living room were still on. Ye Feimo was in the living room, contributing to the ratings. He was watching TV, and during the comrcials, he played a ga. It was almost midnight when Wen Nuan got ho. The TV show hadn’t ended yet. Wen Nuan hugged him from behind and kissed him on the cheek. Her face was a little cold from the wind, but Ye Feimo’s face was warm, and it felt very comfortable to kiss him.
"I’m ho."
"Look at the ti," Ye Feimo said with displeasure. He was unhappy because she was ho late. The two of them had talked about this many tis. In the end, Ye Feimo gave her a rule that she should try not to go out at night to socialize, but even if she did, she had to be ho by 10 p.m.
"I’m sorry. I went out with a friend for a bit," Wen Nuan said, putting down her bag and taking off her coat. She went to get a glass of hot water. Ye Feimo’s hands were busy, fiercely killing a boss in his ga.
"Who did you go out with?"
Wen Nuan poured a cup of hot water and took a sip, then held the cup in her hands. She went back to the sofa and sat with him, watching TV. She took another sip, looked at the TV, and answered, "Du Di."
Ye Feimo’s hand, which was killing the boss, paused. He gave Wen Nuan a sharp look. His wife’s attention was completely on the TV show, and she didn’t notice his murderous gaze. When he thought about Wen Nuan and Du Di being alone together for two hours, Ye Feimo’s eyes narrowed in displeasure. He rembered the scene at Tang Shuwen’s wedding very clearly. Later, the two of them didn’t have much interaction, so he didn’t care. *When did she and Du Di get so close?*
Even though Du Di didn’t pursue the matter with Du Yueying, it didn’t an that he would allow Wen Nuan to get close to him. His intuition told Ye Feimo that this man was a threat.
"You had dinner with the jewelry rchant from Asia-Europe today. How did you run into Du Di?"
"They’re good friends. Du Di was already there when Sister Xiaojing and I arrived. He’s a really nice guy. He’s witty, knowledgeable, and most importantly, he’s very graceful and polite. It was a pleasure talking to him," Wen Nuan said. So far, she didn’t have a close male friend, so having one would be great.
Ye Feimo’s eyes narrowed dangerously. "Wen Nuan, you were out with a man for two hours in the middle of the night, and you ca back and only had good things to say about another man to your husband. What are you trying to do? Say that I’m a blockhead, ignorant, ungraceful, and not a gentleman?"
Wen Nuan finally noticed the sourness and anger in Ye Feimo’s tone. She laughed awkwardly and snuggled up to him, linking her arm with his. "Actually, besides the knowledgeable part, you’re right about everything else. You’re a blockhead, ungraceful, and not a gentleman."
"Wen Nuan!"
"Okay, okay, okay, don’t be mad. I told you exactly where I was, and I didn’t hide anything. Besides, we have a very pure friendship. Don’t get the wrong idea," Wen Nuan explained. "It’s rare for to have a male friend. Please let hang out with him. It’s not a big deal."
"No."
"Why not?"
"There’s no reason why not."
"You’re so bossy and petty. You can’t limit my right to make friends," Wen Nuan said. "Feimo, I swear, there’s nothing going on between Du Di and . We’re just friends. Besides, you hit his sister. He must know who you are. He must know that I’m your woman. He won’t fall for . We probably just get along and feel comfortable talking to each other. Don’t go accusing of things."
Ye Feimo huffed heavily. Wen Nuan held up her hands and saw that the TV show was over. She went to take a shower. Ye Feimo watched Wen Nuan’s back and frowned slightly. He didn’t like Wen Nuan having a lot of contact with Du Di.
Would Wen Nuan listen to him?
Wen Nuan ca out of the shower. Ye Feimo had already turned off the TV and gone back to the bedroom. She was putting on skincare products at the vanity. Ye Feimo pretended to play a ga and asked, "Did Du Di drive you ho?"
"Yeah," Wen Nuan answered, turning her head to smile at Ye Feimo. "Feimo, there’s really nothing between him and . He’s just a friend I get along with."
Ye Feimo lowered his head to play the ga and ignored her. Wen Nuan shrugged and got into bed. "What ga are you playing?"
She leaned in to look and saw that it was the one designed by Ye Ningyuan. He was playing with soone nad "My Future Wife is an Idiot." Wen Nuan raised her eyebrows. What a unique userna.
*My Future Wife is an Idiot? Who is that?* Ye Feimo only had a few people on his ga, like Little White Mo, not even Tang Shuwen and the others.
"Who is this person?"
"Kaka," Ye Feimo said. Wen Nuan thought to herself, *So it’s the guy who has been close to Feimo since they were kids. Did he change his userna? How... unique.*
"Why does he say his wife is an idiot?"
"I don’t know."
"Aren’t you two good friends? How could you not know?" Wen Nuan asked with a smile. Little White Mo and the others seed to be wary of Kaka. Especially Little White. It seed like this man was of a similar type to Ye Feimo, but it also felt like Kaka was more witty and cheerful than Ye Feimo.
"His future wife has been dead for a long ti," Ye Feimo said calmly. "He and my sister had an arranged marriage since they were kids. Later, my sister died. Besides Wushuang, I haven’t seen him with any other woman. Who knows who his future wife is."
"Your sister... is she the pretty little girl I saw in the photo album last ti?"
"Yes," Ye Feimo said after a pause. He added calmly, "My dad is afraid that my mom will be sad, so we don’t usually talk about my sister."
Wen Nuan nodded. "Maybe it’s Wushuang. Wushuang is so beautiful. Any man would like her."
Ye Feimo gave Wen Nuan a sidelong glance. Wen Nuan was confused. *Was she wrong?* Mo Wushuang was indeed very beautiful, especially her eyes. They were stunning. Ye Feimo shook his head and said flatly, "Kaka wouldn’t like a woman like Wushuang."
"How can you be so sure? Anything is possible," Wen Nuan said with a smile.
Ye Feimo’s hands were busy pressing buttons. "If he liked Wushuang, they would have started dating seven or eight years ago. Why wait until now?"
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