Wēnnuǎn and Fang Liucheng finished their meal in silence. She didn't say another word, and Fang Liucheng didn't press her. It wasn't until Wēnnuǎn wanted to leave that he finally asked for an answer.
"Fang Liucheng, I made myself very clear last night." She tried to evade the topic.
"I like you!" Fang Liucheng suddenly declared, causing Wēnnuǎn to startle once more. The Fang Liucheng of tonight was full of surprises. What on earth was wrong with him? He actually said he liked her – words she had dreamt of hearing in the past, yet Fang Liucheng had always avoided them.
And now, just as she had decided to let go of this affection, he said he liked her.
Fang Liucheng, there should be a limit to playing with people's feelings.
"Today isn't April Fool's Day."
"Nuannuan, I'm not joking." He looked at her with deep affection, his gaze so focused it was as if she were his only treasure, unique and irreplaceable. Under such a gaze, Wēnnuǎn's heart thumped wildly.
She was shamefully nervous, her heart pounding.
Wēnnuǎn, get a grip on yourself.
"I'm sorry, but I don't like you anymore."
"I don't believe you!" Fang Liucheng held her tightly, his gaze burning, resolute yet tender. "I know your personality better than anyone. How could you possibly forget me in such a short time?"
"Young Master Fang, you overestimate yourself. If this is your way of getting revenge, then spare yourself the effort. I'm going home now." Wēnnuǎn pulled her hand back, picked up her bag, and hurried out.
Fang Liucheng immediately chased after her. Wēnnuǎn quickly ran towards the elevator. Just as the elevator doors were about to close, she recklessly reached out to stop them, squeezing into the elevator. Unexpectedly, she saw Ye Feimo and Cheng Anya inside.
She froze for a moment.
Ye Feimo looked at her coldly. Why was Wēnnuǎn here?
Fang Liucheng caught up. Wēnnuǎn inwardly groaned. The four of them were now in the elevator. When Ye Feimo saw Fang Liucheng, his eyes narrowed coldly. Wēnnuǎn was with him? At this restaurant?
Ye Feimo's mood instantly sank. Very good.
"Second Young Master Ye, Madam Ye, good evening."
"Young Master Fang, good evening."
The group exchanged greetings. Wēnnuǎn secretly lamented her situation, trying to make herself as inconspicuous as possible.
She curiously glanced at Cheng Anya. This gentle and beautiful woman was Ye Feimo's mother? She didn't quite fit the image of a fearsome tigress in her mind.
Cheng Anya smiled softly at her, and Wēnnuǎn returned a sweet smile, though she wondered inwardly, "Can a she-devil smile so gently?"
Ye Feimo's eyes flickered over her. Seeing her bright smile, he couldn't help but think disdainfully, "Idiot, judging by appearances. When my mother was making people wish they were dead, she was probably still wetting her pants somewhere. Such an innocent nature really makes one want to bully her mercilessly."
"Young Master Fang, bringing your girlfriend for dinner?" Cheng Anya asked.
Fang Liucheng smiled. "That's right."
Ye Feimo's face darkened, his cold gaze drifting towards Wēnnuǎn. A shiver ran down her spine. Ye Feimo's eyes were truly sharp. She hurriedly said, "I'm not his girlfriend."
Hmm, that voice sounded a bit familiar. Cheng Anya raised an eyebrow. Fang Liucheng glared at Wēnnuǎn. Cheng Anya assumed the young couple was having a little tiff and didn't say anything.
"Truly terrible taste," Ye Feimo uttered ambiguously, not knowing who he was speaking to. Cheng Anya was very surprised. Her son usually didn't care about things that didn't concern him. For him to actually speak up was a miracle.
Wēnnuǎn knew he was talking about her and held her breath. Fang Liucheng said, "Second Young Master Ye's taste doesn't seem particularly good either."
Cheng Anya chuckled softly. She agreed with that statement.
"Your taste is so good, you fell for a bean sprout."
The small elevator was filled with unspoken tension. Cheng Anya also sensed that something was wrong.
Did they have a feud?
Enough was enough. Wēnnuǎn smiled faintly, expressing her sentiments. "These days, prices are getting higher and higher, and men are getting cheaper and cheaper."
Cheng Anya burst out laughing.
Ye Feimo and Fang Liucheng glared at her simultaneously. Wēnnuǎn coldly turned her face away. The elevator reached the first floor, and she was the first to bolt out, as if something was chasing her. Ye Feimo thought to himself, "I'll deal with her when we get home!"
"Wēnnuǎn, wait..." Fang Liucheng shouted, chasing after her.
Cheng Anya was stunned. Wēnnuǎn? Wasn't that the girl staying with Feimo?
No wonder...
Ye Feimo watched Wēnnuǎn's fleeing figure with a dark gaze. Humph, she ran faster than a rabbit.
Cheng Anya looked at Ye Feimo in surprise. This was the first time in years she had seen such a look in his eyes. She chuckled softly. "That girl is really cute."
Ye Feimo was expressionless. Cheng Anya smiled. "You don't need to see me off. I have an appointment with Li Yun. I'll go ahead."
"Where are you going? I'll take you."
"No need, your Aunt Li Yun will be here soon."
Ye Feimo thought for a moment and nodded. Cheng Anya watched him drive away, shaking her head with a smile. Feimo, when will your mother finally stop worrying about you?
Then, thinking of something, Cheng Anya's face darkened. She dialed a number. "I want to see Han Bi."
"Madam Ye?" There was a pause, then the voice continued, "Miss Han's schedule is very full these days. I estimate..."
"Oh ho, quite the celebrity! I didn't know that in City A, I needed to schedule an appointment to see someone," Cheng Anya said with a cold smile, hanging up the phone. When her phone rang again, she looked at the number.
You don't appreciate the chance I gave you, and now you come crawling back? Will I grant your wish?
Wēnnuǎn insisted on not letting Fang Liucheng take her home. Helpless, he could only leave alone. Wēnnuǎn was alone and had a headache. What on earth was wrong with Fang Liucheng? Did he really like her?
Was it possible?
While she was troubled, Ye Feimo's car had already stopped beside her.
"Get in."
Wēnnuǎn glanced at him. Ye Feimo's face was shrouded in the night, sinister and terrifying. Not wanting to provoke him, she got into the car.