"Miss Han will probably have to wait in line. Too many won are chasing after ; I can’t even count them all. This young master treats everyone equally. If you’re willing to wait in line, then just wait," Ye Feimo said expressionlessly, twirling the pen in his hand, his tone indifferent.
"Feimo, I thought you were willing to get back together with ," Han Bi said sorrowfully, her gaze fixed on Ye Feimo with a mixture of accusation, grievance, and deep affection.
She was beautiful, and every nuance of her expression was ticulously crafted.
Her beauty was breathtaking.
Yet, Ye Feimo remained unmoved, asking coldly, "What did I do to give you such a misunderstanding?"
Han Bi was speechless. Ye Feimo’s tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly. "You’re talking about that kiss? Miss Han, your bed has seen many co and go, and your lips are actively catering to a man, do you care?"
"Ye Feimo!" Han Bi cried out in pain and urgency, a mixture of sha and anger. Her fists clenched tightly. How could he humiliate her like this?
Her bed had seen many co and go?
Ye Feimo, what kind of heartlessness do you possess to say such words?
Was all that remained for him towards her revenge?
"If you’re unwilling, you can just say so. There’s no need to humiliate like this. No matter how much I, Han Bi, love you, I won’t allow you to humiliate like this," Han Bi said tearfully, her gaze at Ye Feimo filled with grievance and sha.
Such a look was enough to soften the heart of the most resolute man, but Ye Feimo remained unmoved. Han Bi’s eyes dimd, and she turned to leave.
Ye Feimo, you hate , you resent , which ans there’s still a place for in your heart.
It doesn’t matter, I can wait slowly.
As soon as the door closed, Ye Feimo’s face also darkened, his emotions surging. He was truly a genius. He clearly didn’t want to say those words, clearly knew Han Bi was proud and had a strong sense of self-respect, yet he had to humiliate her like that.
He knew that it would make her cry and be sad, but he just couldn’t control his mouth.
Damn it!
Ye Feimo was extrely agitated, slamming his fist hard on the desk.
At the bus stop, sat waiting for the bus, wearily massaging her legs. A black rcedes stopped at the bus stop, the window rolled down, revealing Fang Liucheng’s handso face.
The light of the setting sun cast a desolate shadow on his face. was stunned, not expecting to et him here.
"Get in the car," Fang Liucheng’s voice lacked its usual coldness, replaced by a hint of gentleness, as if he were still the man had once admired. Ti seed to have returned to the years when she was his little princess, and he her Prince Charming.
If not for the changes of the past few days, she might have really thought it was just a terrible nightmare.
"No need to trouble you. I’ll just wait for the bus."
"Nuannuan, I have sothing to say to you," Fang Liucheng said softly. sat still, and Fang Liucheng’s brow furrowed. "A bus will take ten minutes to arrive here. You’re willing to just waste ti with like this?"
"I have nothing to say to you," turned her face away, not looking at Fang Liucheng.
Fang Liucheng opened the car door and forcefully pulled up. She was very anxious. There was no one around. No matter how unwilling she was, he pushed her into the car.
Silence reigned all the way. Not a word was spoken.
looked out the window angrily, deliberately treating Fang Liucheng like air.
The car stopped in front of an Italian restaurant.
Fang Liucheng led her into the restaurant. The waiter glanced at with surprise, then quickly regained his composure. This was a rather grand restaurant, with luxurious decor, dim lighting, and elegant piano music, creating a romantic atmosphere.
The waiter led them to a table. watched Fang Liucheng order casually, feeling annoyed. What exactly did he want to do?
"Fang Liucheng, what exactly do you an by this?"
"Let’s eat, and talk while we eat," he said softly.
Fang Liucheng raised his eyes and glanced at She sat there coldly, not ordering anything, clearly not wanting to move. He didn’t mind and ordered two of the sa thing.
He looked at her quietly, making feel uncomfortable all over. "What exactly do you want from ?"
leave Ye Feimo, okay?" Fang Liucheng said softly. "You know what kind of man he is. If you stay with him, you will be hurt soday."
"Fang Liucheng, in what capacity are you saying these things to ?" retorted sharply. "You hate my father, hate my family. You took your revenge, you succeeded. It must have been hard for you, acting in front of for so many years. You’re finally free. You should celebrate wildly. The more miserable and unfortunate I am, the happier and more gratified you should be."
"You’re wrong. Your father is your father, and you are you. What wrong have you done? I really never intended to hurt you."
"Never intended to hurt ?" scoffed, then let out a long sigh. "You made your mistress, trampled my dignity underfoot. You call that not wanting to hurt ? Then, Young Master Fang, what exactly do you consider hurting soone?"
Fang Liucheng was rendered speechless by her question. How could he tell that he just wanted to keep her by his side? Yes, she was the daughter of his enemy. He had told himself more than once not to fall in love with her, and that he would stay far away from her after everything was over.
But what could he do?
He had still fallen in love with her, fallen in love with the daughter of his enemy.
This made him feel very ashad. He wanted to keep her but didn’t want to let down his deceased family, so he used those extre words to hurt her. When he saw her arm in arm with Ye Yutong, he was mad with jealousy.
He couldn’t bear to be without her anymore.
He had originally planned to wait for to calm down for a while longer, and then he would have a good talk with her. After all, she had loved him for so many years, and he was confident that he could make change her mind again.
But seeing her and Ye Feimo being intimate at the banquet last night, and seeing Ye Feimo protect her, he felt a sense of crisis.
He also had a feeling that he was about to lose
He couldn’t live without her.
couldn’t understand Fang Liucheng’s expression at this mont. Who was he showing this pain to?
She almost presumptuously thought that he loved her. So many years of protection and pampering, if it was all an act, it was too real. Perhaps, he did have so feelings for her.
But thinking of what Fang Liucheng had done, smiled bitterly. She was really being presumptuous, wasn’t she?
"Ye Feimo helped your father avoid punishnt, didn’t he?"
"Yes!"
Fang Liucheng gritted his teeth, his eyes dark. "You actually made such a dirty deal with him."
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