"Silly girl, just getting a small role makes you this happy? Have you no ambition?" Ye Feimo couldn’t help but say. How could he deal with this girl being so easily satisfied? He planned to give her more, sothing better.
Wen Nuan happily linked her arm through Ye Feimo’s, her small face beaming. "You don’t understand. For soone just starting out like , usually you just run errands on set, work as a stunt double. If you’re lucky, you get ten episodes in a TV series, and I’d already be satisfied. Now, being able to play such an important role as Princess Xiangxiang, of course I’m happy."
Ye Feimo lowered his head, watching Wen Nuan affectionately holding his arm. His mind wasn’t on her role, but rather on how this simple girl beca so carried away when she was happy. Usually, she avoided him like the plague, but getting a good role made her hug, kiss, and cling to him. It was truly baffling. What exactly was going on in that little head of hers?
"Filming will probably start next week. I’m so excited! I heard Director Zhang is very strict. Since I don’t have much acting experience, I hope I don’t get scolded," Wen Nuan said cheerfully, her mind full of the upcoming "Pure Lotus Princess" filming.
"Ye Feimo, have you seen ’Pure Lotus Princess’? It’s really good, you know."
"No."
"Oh co on, don’t you watch eight o’clock dramas? This is a standard eight o’clock drama. Why haven’t you seen it?"
"Eight o’clock dramas have different levels of quality, you know?"
"You absolutely have to watch in this one."
"What’s so great about you? You’re not the female lead."
"So what if I’m not the female lead? It’s still a very important role, okay? Besides, what’s wrong with ? You haven’t even seen act. Didn’t Sister Xiaojing tell you? When I wear Princess Xiangxiang’s costu, it’s like white snow, as beautiful as a celestial being!" Wen Nuan gestured animatedly.
The smile in Ye Feimo’s eyes deepened. He really liked Wen Nuan’s current appearance, so innocent and full of dreams. But his sharp tongue couldn’t resist. "Every day I see you with ssy hair and eye boogers, looking like a ss. No matter how beautiful you are as a celestial being, it’s all wasted."
"I don’t have ssy hair and eye boogers!" Wen Nuan protested.
"What day do you wake up not looking like that?"
"Ye Feimo, can your mouth be any more vicious? You don’t wake up looking like a ss either! And you often get kicked out of bed by in the middle of the night, why don’t you ntion that?" Wen Nuan punched his shoulder in annoyance.
"So you do know you’re a bad sleeper?" ntioning this, Ye Feimo beca very annoyed. He had been kicked out of bed by Wen Nuan five tis already. He just couldn’t understand why a woman’s sleeping posture could be so terrible.
"Your sleeping posture isn’t exactly great either. Don’t judge others when you’re just as bad, okay?"
Ye Feimo flicked her forehead with his long finger, teasing, "Silly girl, one day I’ll put together a great team to promote you."
"I don’t want to," Wen Nuan imdiately refused.
This answer was as Ye Feimo had expected, so he wasn’t surprised. He asked knowingly, "Why not?"
"I don’t want people to say I’m climbing the social ladder for fa, getting involved in unspoken rules or anything like that. I want to rely on my own efforts," Wen Nuan said firmly, a captivating confidence shining in her eyes.
He rarely saw such a beautiful blend of dreams and drive in a woman’s eyes.
This girl Wen Nuan was indeed too simple.
"You’ve already been ’unofficially promoted’ by ," Ye Feimo said coolly.
Wen Nuan glared at him. "Speaking of which, Ye Feimo, how many won have you ’promoted’? Oh, ’a few’ is too much of an understatent for you, right? Hundreds?"
"Can’t your mouth say sothing nice?"
"How can I say nice things when you don’t do nice things?"
In the eyes of others, this scene looked exactly like a young couple playfully bickering.
Ye Feimo didn’t shake off her arm, letting her hold onto him as they walked. Suddenly, a surprised voice ca from behind them, "Feimo..."
Ye Feimo’s body stiffened, and Wen Nuan couldn’t help but stop as well. Turning around, they saw Han Bi, Fang Liucheng, Gu Rui, and Han Bi’s agent, Linda, behind them.
Han Bi’s dark eyes gazed at Ye Feimo with a complex mix of emotions: tenderness, grievance, shock, and confusion, as if her heart was breaking.
Fang Liucheng looked at Wen Nuan with pain. He had heard their entire conversation. Had she and Ye Feimo already beco this intimate? Sharing a bed, he had even seen her when she woke up.
Were they serious?
The softness in Ye Feimo’s expression completely vanished, replaced by the cold, wooden look of Young Master Ye. The smile that had just been in his eyes was now covered with frost, not a trace of gentleness left. He looked directly at Han Bi, his gaze inscrutable.
Wen Nuan felt very uncomfortable under Han Bi’s lingering gaze. When Han Bi looked at her, it was as if accusing her of stealing soone else’s man. Wen Nuan felt like she was sitting on pins and needles and quietly let go of Ye Feimo’s arm.
Ye Feimo lowered his eyes to look at her. Wen Nuan kept her head down, looking towards Fang Liucheng. Ye Feimo frowned slightly. This damn girl was so quick to distance herself from him when she saw her old fla?
"What a coincidence, Young Master Ye. Are you bringing your fiancée for dinner?" Gu Rui stepped in to smooth things over. Luckily, there were only a few of them at Romantic Night in the evening, so blocking the stone bridge wasn’t bothering anyone.
But this scene was indeed a bit awkward.
Two pairs of ex-lovers and a couple of bystanders. It felt unusually interesting.
If Mo Xiaobai were here, he would definitely film this scene.
"Yeah, what a coincidence. If I had known you were coming, I would have co tomorrow. Bad luck." Ye Feimo’s expression was cold and his gaze was devoid of warmth, clearly showing he had no intention of getting too involved with them.
Han Bi’s eyes were filled with pain.
She had thought Ye Feimo and Wen Nuan were just playing around. She hadn’t expected them to be so intimate, sharing a bed, and Ye Feimo even tolerating her kicking him out of bed. He had even said he would put together a team to promote Wen Nuan.
When they were dating, he had hidden his identity, and she had poured out her troubles, but he hadn’t offered a single word of comfort, let alone used his connections to help her. Back when they were in love, she hadn’t known Ye Feimo’s identity. If she had known, perhaps...
Han Bi felt like she had swallowed a bitter herb, her heart full of unspeakable pain.
Did he really like Wen Nuan? This girl was like the girl next door. What was so good about her? Her looks and figure weren’t as good as hers, and her knowledge and status were even worse. Why would Feimo be interested in Wen Nuan?
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