can I not worry about you"Thinking of something, Cheng Anya's face fell. She dialed a number. "I want to see Han Bi.""Mrs. Ye" she paused, then said, "Miss Han's schedule has been very full these days...This face and the warm face seem to overlap, looking like... actually, it's not quite like. If you really have to say it resembles something, it's the stubbornness in their eyes, which is very similar. It's more alike in spirit than in form, making one...

Heartbroken.

Why wasn't it her Ye Fei Mo suddenly hated the person in front of him. She had given him the wrong information, making him think warmth had returned. But when the truth surfaced, it was so cold.

If you're going to be disappointed anyway, it might as well be because of no hope.

Cai Xiaojing said, "It's definitely her, Mrs. Ye, her name is Xu Wenhui. She graduated from the drama department and acted in a pretty good TV series. Director Zhang recommended her to Anning, saying she's a promising talent who can be cultivated."

Cheng Anyan and Ye Sanshao exchanged a glance. Ye Feimo seemed to be explaining something to Xu Wenhui, her anger subsided, she gave an awkward smile and apologized sheepishly, lowering her head. It seemed that Ye Feimo had revealed his identity.

She didn't climb up as ordinary women usually did, but just bowed her head in apology, seeming very afraid that Ye Fei Mo would get angry and didn't make any excessive movements.

Ye Fei raised her chin, searching her face for similarities.

After Warmth left, he had no woman by his side. He lost all interest, but now he had other thoughts. Ye Fei Mo wryly laughed at himself, realizing that it wasn't that he couldn't live without Warmth, it was...

He's nothing special.

……

Xu Wenhui wasn't invited to dance, but Ye Feimo called her over and wouldn't let her leave. He still looked coldly at the dancing figures on stage. Xu Wenhui felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. Ye Feimo seemed unaware that she was beside him; he appeared very at ease.

Cheng Anya spread her hands and asked Ye Sanshao, "What does your son mean"

"You go ask your son," Ye Sanshao replied, his smile undimmed, and he clicked his tongue. "It's time you got a woman already. It's been so long, or else you'll be suffocated."

Cai Xiaojing was embarrassed, Cheng Anya punched him, "Get lost, you're all because of you."

"An Ya, he's already divorced. If there's a chance for a new relationship, why not try it It's worth a shot, isn't it" Ye San Shao smiled nonchalantly. "Who says Fei Mo can only love warmth"

Cheng Anya felt sorry for Ye Fei Mo and was also very worried. Knowing her son best, she knew he must be missing the warmth of home. Coincidentally, Xu Wen Hui appeared at this very moment. Could it be that he would rather have someone quietly by his side to create an illusion than face reality

Warmth, if you knew it, what would you think

As night fell, December's air carried a touch of chill. Ye Fei Mo stood alone on the hotel balcony, letting the cold wind blow through him. His coat was unbuttoned, his sleeves slightly open, and his tie lay discarded on the floor. A bright red kiss mark adorned his chin, making him appear incredibly alluring and seductive.

Xu Wenhui lay on the bed, her face filled with seductiveness, as if an endless charm was undiminished. Her shyness was infinite, and under the white sheets, her rounded shoulders were exposed, seemingly revealing a completely unclothed, alluring figure beneath.

Ye Fei's emotions were fluctuating wildly, casting a gloomy shadow over her like the December night.

The phone in his pocket rang, like a wind chime pried open in suffocation. It was her voice, warm and sweet, singing a passionate song that made his heart melt...

Ye Fei Mo walked back to the room, picked up his coat that lay on the floor. The woman on the big bed stared at him with a pair of hazy and charming eyes. Ye Fei Mo's gaze remained cold, he picked up his phone without even looking, and went out in a irritable mood to answer it.

"Ye Fei Mo." The master impatiently expressed his bad mood. There seemed to be some noise on the phone, which quickly returned to calm. Ye Fei Mo's mood was already irritable, and seeing that no one had spoken for a long time, he couldn't help but raise his voice, "Speak!"

There seemed to be a stifled sob, something that couldn't be held back, welling up from deep within and spilling out of her lips. The barely audible tremor at the end of it sent a shiver through Ye Fei Mo's heart. It was so familiar, so resonant with his own emotions, that it brought a strange fluttering to his chest.

How many times have you heard the warm hum, especially at certain times, it's even more delicate.

But now, upon hearing it, a touch of pain was added.

Is it warm

Ye Fei Mo's heart suddenly leaped with joy when Wen Nuan took the initiative to call him. It was like a sudden downpour after a gloomy June sky, exceptionally bright. It must be Wen Nuan. Why wasn't she speaking

"Speak." Ye Feimo softened his voice. Yesterday was Christmas Eve, and she hadn't sent him a text message to wish him well. He was still blaming her for it, even though she had changed her phone number, his hadn't.

Still no sound, all was quiet around. Ye Fei Mo looked at the stars in the sky and suddenly said, "Merry Christmas."

Another muffled sob came from the phone, followed by heavy gasps. The familiarity of the sound made Ye Feimo's heart ache. His eyes suddenly reddened, and a dull pain settled in his chest. He said, "I'm not feeling well. Would you be willing to listen to me talk"

There was no reply. Ye Fei Mo looked at the starry sky, softening his voice, “The night sky in city A is beautiful tonight, with many stars. My wife used to love watching the stars from the balcony. I wonder if Washington has such a beautiful starry sky for her to admire.”

“I love her very much, and I'm so sorry to her. When we got married, I was determined to cherish and love her with all my heart, but I didn't expect to hurt her the deepest. I know she blames me, blames me for killing our child. It wasn't intentional. I would rather hurt myself than hurt her. Since that day, I haven't slept well for a single night. When I'm awake, I always think about her painful expression. I really want to apologize to my wife, and I have apologized, but she is unwilling to forgive me. She still wants to divorce me. I hate her so much. Why did she meet me Why did I fall in love with her and then leave so decisively For a very long time, I hated her for hurting me so much.”

“I stood outside her door for a day and a night. I thought, my wife is so kind, she would turn back and forgive me, but she didn't. After I woke up from the surgery, I couldn't see her either. I was very sad, blaming her for being so cruel. Knowing that she had left, I felt even more desperate. If I were ruthless enough, I would have broken her legs and locked her in a room. I could take care of her for life, and she would never leave me.”

"But I wasn't cruel enough, I could only watch her leave me, do you know how that feels It's like a knife stabbing into your eyes, and then slowly being pulled out. I really hate it. She has never been so ruthless, yet she was so resolute towards me."mate, even the winters are mild and suitable for travel. Ye Fei-mo was very familiar with Italy and spoke fluent Italian. 。He is the best tour guide. 。First, I stayed in Milan for three days, visitin...