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body is the most unrestrained thing, saying hard is hard, thinking what it thinks. This caused consequences that made Mo Xiaobai very distressed. He tried his best to imagine the scene in his mind as...Love surpasses hate, look how pitiful I am. Even if you abandon me, I still think of you so deeply, frantically thinking of you. What about you, do you have even a sliver of longing for me Can the fireworks in Washington remind you of us on Christmas Eve 。They had only just spent their first Christmas together... Champagne flowed, the lights sparkled, and a faint fragrance hung in the air. Yet, without his presence, it lacked a certain charm. 。The day before the premiere of "Liang Hongyu", he learned from the newspaper that something had happened to him. His heart ached with worry, and he couldn't help but wonder if Wen Nuan didn't want to see him and deliberately let himself get hurt. Later, he thought he was overthinking it. 。Even if he didn't want her opinion, she'd be warm and push it aside in the morning. She wouldn't leave people with hope only to have it shattered; she wasn't that kind of person. 。Not until she recovered did he feel at ease. 。"Liang Hongyu" has achieved great success, and a Cannes nomination in the future is also expected. If she had just left him when this film was released, perhaps he wouldn't have put so much effort into promoting it. It's possible that the film would have caught fire and been banned. 。Even now, even though he is gone, he still wants her to get what she desires most. 。 To get the best 。Cai Xiajing and Lin Ning danced gracefully at the ball. The two were masters of dance, far surpassing the other couples dancing around them. Even several celebrity pairings paled in comparison to their skills. 。Everyone praises 。After dancing, Lin Ning casually glanced at Ye Feimo and said to Cai Xiaocheng, "Find someone to invite him to dance." 。Though wearing a mask, one could immediately tell it was Ye Feimo. That unique aura couldn't be ignored. He was usually as still as a stagnant pool, always expressionless and wooden. Even after warmth left him, there lingered an inescapable loneliness about him. 。Cheng Anyan heard Lin Ning's voice and smiled, "Xiaojing, do you see anyone suitable Be brave and ask him to dance. " 。“

Cai Xiaojing tilted her head, Cheng Anya in a black luxurious gown was beside her, Ye San Shao naturally never left her side. Cai Xiaojing didn't take off her mask and said with a smile, “I wouldn’t want Mr. Ye to make a move at the Christmas party, it would scare people.” 。Ye Sanshao let out a cold snort. 。Suddenly, Cheng Anyan's eyes narrowed. She pointed to a white figure in the distance. "I seem to know that figure..." 。"

Lin Ning, Cai Xiaocheng, and Ye Sanshao followed her gaze. They saw a white figure, wearing a white embroidered short dress, like a large rose blooming beneath her, extremely beautiful. Her long hair was straight and smooth, tied into a ponytail, tall and slender. She wore a pair of red ghost masks, which were unique and gave her an alluring charm. " 。Cai Xiaoting let out a cry of "Oh my, this is the dress Warm wore last year". 。"And it was a warm outfit, the mask was also seven points similar, and the warm hair was also tied up so high, so beautiful and pure, that embroidered rose was truly stunning. 。Having been reminded by her beforehand, Cheng Anya also remembered. 。It was indeed a warm outfit for the day, and if you didn't look closely, her figure and warmth were very similar. She was slightly shorter than Warmth, but she wore clothes that made her appear taller. This dress looked good on her, but not as stunning as it did on Warmth. Everyone tries to cover their flaws. This woman had slightly thicker thighs compared to Warmth's long, straight, and even legs. 。Ye Sanshao stroked his chin and smiled mysteriously, "Nowadays women are really getting more and more clever..." 。Cheng Anya frowned unhappily. Ye Fei Mo had put down his red wine and walked towards the woman. 。Lin Ning thought, this was definitely not a coincidence. She was too stupid. It wasn't just that their clothes were similar, she even copied the mask and hairstyle, making things worse instead of better. At a glance, it was clear she was trying too hard. 。Cai Xiaojing remembered the new artist who came to Anning. Her figure was somewhat similar, and she usually tied her hair in a ponytail as well. 。"Madam Ye, it might not be intentional. There's a new artist under An Ning's company, just graduated from A University. She has good potential and always ties her hair in a ponytail like this. I thought she looked a bit similar, but I'm not sure if it's her." 。She tried to be fair, and honestly she didn't like the way they dressed, it seemed too deliberate. Maybe it was just a coincidence though. 。That artist, she had seen before. She was very pure and innocent, just like the warmth she felt when she first saw it. 。"Such a coincidence" Cheng Anya raised an eyebrow, her attitude reserved. 。Whether it's true or false, you have to see for yourself. 。Ye Fei's eyes were fixed on the woman, as if he wanted to burn a hole through her. He was lost in a dream of warm memories, as if he could still smell the faint fragrance on her body, and see the tenderness in her eyes... 。As he was having such a dream, dreaming of her graceful figure on that Christmas Eve, she suddenly appeared before him just like that. Was it heaven's mercy, hearing his heart's plea Perhaps warmth had returned. 。He ignored the strange sense of unease in his heart. 。 The woman was just about to take a drink when Ye Feimo grabbed her, stopping her. There were people coming and going at the banquet, everyone having fun, no one would notice this scene. A flirtation between a man and a woman was nothing out of the ordinary. 。“Who are you” The woman was confused, struggling, her eyes showing a thin layer of anger. Ye Feimo hugged her tighter, but his heart was cold. 。Not warmth, not the familiar scent on your body, not the sound of warmth 。His voice was warm and soft, with a slight lilting tone when she spoke. Especially when she called his name, it seemed like she was trailing off, as if coquettishly whispering. He found this endearing, especially during moments of intimacy. When she called his name then, he felt an intense and stirring excitement welling up from deep within him – a feeling that no one else could give him. 。The woman's voice was too high-pitched, even a bit coquettish. It wasn't warm and natural, just a subtle difference, but he could hear it. 。He knew it wasn't warm, but he still insisted on taking off her mask, revealing a youthful face like a blooming peony. She looked slightly older than Warmth, very beautiful. Although her features weren't as delicate and exquisite as Warmth's, they also had a graceful charm. There was a thin layer of anger on her face, tinged with rouge, stubbornly staring at Ye Fei Mo 。He remembered the first time he saw Wen Nuan at Anning International that day. She stood in the rain, her eyes fixed on him with a look of warmth hidden behind them, pretending to be cold and stubborn. Even though she was young, there was a blush on her face that couldn't be dispelled by the coldness, it was caused by his anger. 。This face and the warm face seem to overlap, looking like... actually not really. If I had to say they were alike, it would be the stubbornness in their eyes, which is very similar. The resemblance is more spiritual than physical, making people...le. 。Last year, Ke Ran whispered to her father, "Dad, I think I like someone." 。He asked her who she liked, but Ye Karu didn't say. 。Ye Ningyuan felt a deep sense of melancholy. His daughter had grow...