ry, becoming the talk of the town.Cai Xiaojing was worried and couldn't understand what Ye Feimo meant. Could he really let Han Bi snatch the role of Wen NuanJust because he quarreled with Wenwen yest...Tonight they were recording a show in the studio of BS International TV, Han Bi clenched her fists.

After the show ended, it was already 10 pm. Taking off her makeup and changing clothes took until almost 10:30 pm. Warmth felt tired and dizzy. Thankfully, she could finally go home for a good night's sleep. Tomorrow was Saturday, no classes at school, and the crew had also given her two days off. She didn't have many scenes left, so she could rest for two days.

Cai Xiaoting waited for Wen Nu downstairs. Lin Ning and Zhou Chengge had already left, Wen Nu was the last one to leave. Besides those who were working overtime to record the show, there was hardly anyone left on the 18th floor.

A person was warming up waiting for the elevator, dozing off with their head down.

Just as the elevator arrived, she lowered her head and stepped in. Only when she looked up did she realize there was someone else inside - it was Ye Feimo. Warmth instinctively wanted to leave, not wanting to be in the same elevator with him. But Ye Feimo had already pressed the button to close the door.

All the warm sleepy bugs had flown away, standing there with blank faces, praying for it to be time to go down to the basement.

Ye Fei didn't always have a dedicated elevator and hallway. He doesn't usually take the elevator to leave work, does he So why is he here

During the elevator descent, she didn't utter a word. Ye Fei Mo remained silent as well. When they reached the basement level, the doors opened. Wen Nuan walked out in quiet silence. Suddenly, Ye Fei Mo grabbed her outer jacket strap. Wen Nuan gasped in surprise. The elevator doors closed again. Ye Fei Mo locked the elevator and pressed the button for the 32nd floor.

"Ye Fei Mo, what are you doing" Wen Warm exclaimed in surprise. Ye Fei Mo remained silent, his delicate features seemed sculpted, cold and hard with not a single expression, indifferent to the point that one dared not meet his gaze.

Ye Fei Mo looked at her coldly, silent and unresponsive. The warmth that had been building dissipated, leaving only the elevator to continue its upward journey. When it reached the 32nd floor, Ye Fei Mo pressed for the basement again, causing Wen Nuan to widen her eyes in astonishment.

This was repeated five or six times, and a warm heat rose continuously.

Cai Xiaojing called, "Wenwen, why haven't you come down yet"

"Trapped in an elevator with a madman."

Cai Xiaojing knew it was Ye FeiMo from her tone. She didn't say anything, "Then I'll go back first. You and Mr. Ye talk properly."

"Great!"

Warmth hung up the phone and looked at Ye Feimo coldly, how many circles did he want to turn

From the basement to the 32nd floor, up and down more than ten times, Wen Nuan turned her head to look at Ye Fei Mo. His cold and hard features were carved like ice, covered with a layer of frost, unable to see any emotion at all.

more of an unapproachable coldness.

Warming his teeth, he wondered if he could just stay in the elevator until dawn

"Ye Fei Mo, enough is enough" It was almost eleven o'clock. Wen Nuan could no longer keep silent and spoke sharply. He wanted to get angry, so let him get angry; this silence was frightening. He remained expressionless, pulling people around in the elevator like they were puppets.

Ye Fei didn't react, his face expressionless as if he hadn't heard the warm words.

She stepped forward to press the key and open the door, but he reached out and pulled her back, keeping the warmth inside.

"That's it, what do you want"

Ye Fei Mo still didn't say a word, warmly rubbing her temples as she felt a headache. She really had a headache. Why did she have to encounter such a prickly thing Did he have to drag everyone else down with him just because he was unhappy

After going up and down twenty times or more, isn't he tired of it

What does he want to do At the very least, he could tell her, right Otherwise, who knows what he's thinking

“Ye Fei Mo!” He roared warmly, couldn’t help but swing a fist and hit him on the shoulder, “What are you trying to do I beg you, it’s late at night, don’t go crazy, okay”

She couldn't be that calm, as if nothing mattered.

She can't do it.

She was afraid of such a leaf, unlike ink.

He's really gone crazy.

In Warm's view, this situation was truly insane.

Ye Fei Mo was still silent, and Wen Nuan laughed angrily. What were they doing

She muttered under her breath, wishing she could step on the cable and send it all crashing down together. It would be better than this confusing entanglement. She didn't understand what Ye Feimo was trying to prove by pitting them against each other.

A warm hand waved in the air a few times, ready to strike. Looking at him standing there with an emotionless face, cold and indifferent, she couldn't bring herself to truly hit him hard. Finally, she slumped down dejectedly.

Ye Fei Mo, I admit defeat, I admit defeat.

Don't torture yourself anymore.

She simply fell silent. Anyone in her position would feel disheartened, utterly lost on how to cope. She truly realized the generational gap between herself and Ye Fei Mo, a chasm that rendered communication impossible.

Warm and agitated, angry and tired, anyway there was no one in the elevator, only Ye Fei Mo. She leaned against the wall, hugging herself to sleep. She loved to cause trouble, she just couldn't stay awake.

Warmth leaned in the corner, ignoring Ye Fei Mo any longer, sinking into drowsiness.

Ye Fei Mo's eyes swept across her, his gaze narrowed in displeasure. She didn't utter a single word, and there was no incessant chatter from her ear. Ye Fei Mo only felt boredom, his face becoming even more sullen.

Warmth felt sleepy, desperately so. But in this situation, she couldn't sleep at all. Her consciousness was very clear; she knew that she and he were currently in the elevator. Warmth sighed helplessly.

Ye Fei's ink reached out and pressed the button, the elevator door opened, Ye Fei's ink suddenly walked out, Wen Nuan was startled, and hurriedly walked out. He was already in the underground parking lot, late at night, and most people had left.

The parking lot only had four or five cars, it was deserted.

Ye Fei didn't say a word, got in the car coldly, and didn't even glance at Wen Nuan. He drove away. Wen Nuan watched expressionlessly until the car disappeared before she went into the elevator and went upstairs.

Get out of here.

Why is Ye Fei's strangeness tonight

She doesn't understand.

I don't want to understand either.

It's over between them.

It was so late, the street was also quiet and peaceful. Wen warmly hailed a car home.

She seemed to be sleepwalking, with a slight spark of spirit. She warmly watched the scenery outside vanish quickly, her lips curving into a vacant smile as if in a daze. The mirror reflected the hollow grin on the woman's face.

Both Dad Wen and Mom Wen were asleep.

Wenjing is playing games and hasn't gone to sleep yet.

Warm and Wenjing greeted each other before going back to their rooms. Wenjing took a comfortable hot bath. Cai Xiajing called, knowing she was home again. Cai Xiajing felt relieved and told her to take good rest these two days. She didn't say anything else. Wenjing was very grateful for Cai Xiajing's thoughtfulness.used mid-boss fight, his sharp gaze fixed on Wen Nuan. His wife was completely engrossed in the TV drama, oblivious to his murderous glare. Thinking of Wen Nuan and Du Di spending two hours alone toge...