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ce in his thoughts. He tried to push her away, but the scent of her white dress swirling around him that year seemed to still linger on his nose, as if she had never left, still by his side.This year'...Warming herself with a bitter scolding, she thought to herself, "Damn idiot, you lose your way over someone calling you 'wife' You can't be swayed like that, absolutely not. There's no way you can forgive him so easily. It's not that simple."

Her heart was beating so fast, luckily she had been drinking, her flushed cheeks weren't noticeable. She made an excuse to go to the restroom.

By the time she returned, Cai Xiaojing was gone.

Li, the director, said Cai Xiajing left temporarily due to something urgent.

After a toast of warm blessings, everyone ate and drank until nine o'clock before dispersing. Ye Feimo had drunk quite a bit, so his walk was unsteady. Everyone else had left, leaving Wen Nuan no choice but to help him down the stairs.

Looking at him like this, he definitely can't drive.

They all had drinks today, they absolutely can't drive, otherwise they'll definitely get caught by the traffic police and end up in the news.

"Didn't I tell you not to drink so much" Wen Nu's voice was warm. She originally wanted to call a car to send him back, but Ye Fei Mo acted like a child, unwilling to take a car. He insisted on walking, Wen Nu gritted her teeth and watched him sway as he walked, she was truly worried. She could only go over and support him. Ye Fei Mo openly hugged Wen Nu, his hand carelessly brushing against the edge of her 34b.

Is his anger warm Is he faking it

He looked flushed and drunk; it was obvious he wasn't faking it.

"Ye Fei Mo, don't get worked up, okay It's the middle of the night, where are you going I don't know how to get back, let's take a cab," Wen Nuan persuaded him. Ye Fei Mo stumbled and almost fell. Wen Nuan shouted several times and hurriedly helped him up.

Ye Fei Mo had just drunk quite a bit, her face flushed red. She was neither warm nor angry, this person was acting drunk and she didn't know what to do. She didn't dare to challenge him, so she softly persuaded, "Ye Fei Mo, shall we take a car back"

"No way!" Ye Fei Mo refused flatly, hugging Wen Nuan and insisting on walking. Wen Nuan was embarrassed; her sense of direction was terrible, she had no idea which direction the Mingcheng Apartment was in.

A city has many streets, crisscrossing everywhere. It's hard to tell which road leads where.

Even though Ye Fei's ink wasn't heavy, a hundred pounds pressing down on her warmth almost flattened her.

"Ye Fei Mo, please don't make trouble, okay"

She kept saying it several times, but Ye Fei Mo just ignored her. Wen Nuan was furious. This man's temper must have been cultivated. Does he get the power to go crazy after drinking Who decided that.

She waved off Ye Fei Mo impatiently, "You walk back yourself, I'm going home, don't bother me anymore."

Ye Fei looked at her with a glance, then turned and walked forward. Warm air knots, he really dared to walk himself

In the dead of night, I was hit by a car and left lying dead in the street, unknown to anyone.

Tut tut tut, you black-mouthed crow, what do you even think about.

Ye Fei Mo wasn't like that. Wen Nuan couldn't bear to ignore him, so she chased after him. He had only gone twenty meters when she caught up and resignedly supported him. "Where are you going"

"Go home."

"It's faster to go home by car."

"I like walking."

"Damn it!" When did you start liking to walk You can't afford a drunkard who goes wild in the middle of the night, Warmth was very frustrated, and he couldn't really ignore him. Ye FeiMo staggered for two blocks, arriving at a commercial plaza. In front of the plaza there was a fountain, with many people dancing on the plaza, very lively. There were both middle-aged men and women, as well as young men and women. Many people sat on the surrounding stone benches to rest.

Nuan warmed her feet in a pair of ten-centimeter high heels, being pressed forward by Ye Feimo like this, she couldn't take it anymore. She pulled Ye Feimo to sit down and rest.

Ye FeiMo was miraculously very well-behaved. Wen Nuan lowered her pitiful little legs, and Ye FeiMo gazed at her. Wen Nuan turned her head, "What are you looking at, haven't you seen it before"

He suddenly pulled Warmth up, and she fell into his arms. Yè Fēimò was very strong, holding Warmth on his lap, hugging her comfortably. Warmth felt embarrassed. Fortunately, there were also other couples sitting like this nearby, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

Warmth didn't know if he was truly drunk or faking it, so she just kept quiet and let him hold her. They watched the dancers in the square together. After only a moment, something felt off. Ye Fei Mo was rubbing her waist, his hand moving higher and higher. Warmth felt very awkward.

Can she shout inappropriate things

"What are you doing with your hands"

"Hug you."

"Piggy hands, don't go too far! There are so many people around here. You have no shame and I still need to maintain my reputation." Wen Nuan laughed warmly as she pulled his hand away. Too much, who does that

"No one recognized you even at night."

"That won't do," Wen said warmly, firmly grabbing his hand and placing it on her waist. She held on tight, preventing him from moving upwards. "Too much of a scoundrel! Really, you went too far."

Ye Fei mo snorted, but didn't say anything.

Two people were admiring dancers in the square. There are usually quite a few people dancing here around eight or nine o'clock, and there are many onlookers.

Warmth took a look for a while and felt it was about time, asking: "Can we go home now Young Master Ye"

"No!"

"When would you like to see it"

"It's dawn."

"Come on, let's go at ten. Who told you to dance until dawn," Wen Nuan said with a warm smile. Ye Fei Mo didn't move at all, his hands tightly holding her, unwilling to let go. Wen Nuan shook her head, "Are you really drunk"

"No!"

"I suppose so." Wen Warm let out a cold snort, "Since you're not drunk, go home."

"No!"

"Ye Fei Mo, how old are you" Wen Nuan couldn't help but ask.

Ye Fei pretended not to hear the warmth in his words, and answered earnestly, "25."

“26, an old man.”

Nonsense.

"At only 20, compared to them, I'm definitely the old man."

Ye Fei Mo, “…”

He stopped talking. Why is it that even though he just turned 25, he's considered 26, but she's still 20 after turning 20 Is this called double standards

It's not fair.

"How about going home" Wen warmly coaxed patiently.

Ye Fei didn't ignore her, and after a long while, he said, "I went to look at your Weibo yesterday."

Then what

Ye Fei'mo glared at her, Warmth feeling inexplicably warm, what was there to glare at Besides, why did you look at my Weibo out of boredom There are quite a few people scolding her on Weibo, Warmth almost reads every comment, how come she didn't see Ye Fei'mo.

"Are you following me"

"No!"

Why not followuck a pose that was captivating to all, "Come, beauties, let's have a meal together! What do you say, are you interested""No interest," Mo Yao said, he couldn't quite understand Mo Xiaobai. They were...