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still pounding from the intensity.Ye Fei Mo picked her up and walked into the living room. The two of them lay together on the wool rug, panting for a while before calming down. The warmth felt stick...Cheng Anya laughed, her warmth a little reserved. She thought for a moment and said, "Mrs. Ye, why don't you choose I don't even know what he likes to eat."
"Sure!" Cheng Anya readily agreed.
Cheng Anya picked rambutans while watching Wen Wen seriously selecting them beside her. She couldn't help but give a high score, Non-Mo's eyesight was good this time.
"Miss Wen, where are you studying" Cheng Anyan asked with a smile.
"This is a grand performance, Madam Ye. You can call me Wenwen," Wenwen smiled, feeling slightly uncomfortable being called Miss Wen by someone so prominent in the entertainment industry.
"Are you performing" Cheng Anyan's brow furrowed, the smile on her face faded slightly, and she couldn't help but glance at Wen Nuan a few more times. She picked a few monkey peaches and put them in Wen Nuan's bag, casually asking, "Did you sign the peace agreement"
"Yeah." Wen Nuan didn't notice Cheng Anya's emotions, replying without any thought. Cheng Anya nodded, her smile vanishing.
Warmth didn't notice Cheng Anyan's displeasure. He tilted his head and thought for a moment, then asked, "Mrs. Ye, what should you make for Ye Feimo since he has a bad stomach"
Cheng Anya was stunned, staring at her deeply, "You..."
Warm thought that someone like Cheng An Ya wouldn't understand housework, she was mistaken. Smiling, she said, "You don't know either Actually, I don't either. I only know how to make some home-cooked dishes. His tastes are heavier. You see, his stomach isn't good, wouldn't it be better to eat lighter"
“Yeah.” Cheng Anyan smiled and turned her head to look at the food in the stroller. They were all Ye Feimo’s favorite dishes. Cheng Anyan thought, perhaps, she was different from Han Bi. But she had spent ten years in the entertainment industry and had seen many actors who were willing to sacrifice themselves for their careers. She had some prejudice against actors in her heart.
This girl looks pretty good, she has decent taste in people at least.
It's a pity that I misjudged Han Bi a few years ago. I hope Wen Nuan and Han Bi are different, otherwise… Cheng Anya sneered inwardly. She wouldn't allow anyone to hurt her son again.
No one can!
"Do you usually cook"
"Of course, Ye Fei Mo is hard to please," Wen Nuan mumbled softly. Cheng Anya chuckled lightly, "Indeed, he's quite difficult." She teased, "It must be tough for you, Miss Wen."
A warm, awkward smile played on her lips. "It's nothing, it's nothing..."
While saying it was nothing, Wen Nu still couldn't help but reprimand Ye Fei Mo a few times. Cheng Anya laughed and chimed in with her, teasing their own son together. Wen Nu felt that this Madam Ye wasn't so difficult to get along with; she even joined her in gossiping about Fei Mo.
"Is there anything else you need to buy"
"That's all." Warmly looked at the bought-out, suddenly remembered the lunch box, "Oh, right, the lunch box."
Two women, one big and one small, went to choose lunch boxes. Wen warmly picked several but was not satisfied. Cheng Anya thought she was bringing lunch and suggested a few, but Wen shook her head, "These can't bring soup. Ye Feimo said he likes to drink soup."
"Bringing food for someone else He's buying takeout" Cheng Anyu raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"No, he said he didn't eat much for lunch today. He usually orders takeout too. Isn't his stomach not good It's not good to always eat greasy takeout. Anyway, I'm pretty good at cooking, so I'll make it for him and he can bring it to the company in the morning." she said warmly.
Cheng Anya smiled, this girl is so kind and innocent. Ye Fei's stomach ailment was very serious, she had already instructed Zhang Ling to pay attention to his three meals, the recipes were all set by her, Zhang Ling just had to follow the recipes.
However, home-cooked meals are indeed different from takeout. The warm thought is correct. From the beginning to now, Cheng Anya has always heard Wen Nuan say about Fei Mo's stomach problems. Cheng Anya thinks, if Han Bi had cared for Fei Mo like this back then, perhaps she had made a little mistake, and she wouldn't have been so heartless.
Finally, I chose a thermal lunch box that can hold rice, dishes, and soup. I also picked a more ordinary bento box.
She asked Cheng Anya's opinion, Cheng Anya nodded, smiled warmly, and put her in the stroller.
"Mrs. Ye, are you here to see Ye Fim" Warm asked when the two went to pay.
Cheng Anya nodded, she was going to see Fei Mo, but it seemed that she could worry less about him in the future.
"Are you with Fei Mo" Cheng Anya asked.
She was taken aback by the warmth in his question. It made her quite embarrassed, and she didn't know how to explain the strange relationship between her and Ye Feimo, especially since it was Cheng Anyu who asked. She really had no idea what to say.
She's in a contractual relationship with Ye Feimo, right
But he didn't force her, so calling them lovers wasn't quite right, and neither was saying they were in a contractual relationship because that would have been too tangled. So Wen Nu didn't know how to answer.
Chengan Ya saw her distress and understood. She didn't press for an explanation.
Perhaps it's because she rose to fame with Non-Ink, or perhaps because of some other reason she is with Non-Ink. In any case, as long as she treats Non-Ink well, truly cares for him, and truly loves him, she won't mind.
What mattered was not why the two people had gotten together in the first place.
Even if she truly fancied Fei Mo's wealth and status, so what If Fei Mo liked warmth, he didn't mind. As parents, they didn't either. Cheng Anya understood better than anyone that Ye Fei Mo wouldn't find love easily again.
If warmth is his salvation, perhaps she would be more forgiving.
At least for now, it seems like this girl really cares about Fei Mo, even if she doesn't like the "warm" label.
"I was just casually asking, you don't have to answer," Cheng Anyu smiled.
When checking out, Cheng Anya noticed that Wen Nuan was using a non-Mo card. She raised her eyebrows slightly. This was rather unusual. Even if Non-Mo was being reckless, he seemed to have never given his card to a woman before.
These two people lived together like a married couple.
Noticing Cheng Anya's gaze, Wen warmly looked at the card in her hand, suddenly feeling like she was being burned. During this short period of time, she had a pretty good time with Cheng Anya.
She didn't want Cheng Anya to think she was a gold-digger, but she didn't know how to explain the card in her hand.
This card is only used at the supermarket, she wouldn't use it anywhere else.
She had no money on her, and her daily life could only be paid for by Ye Feimo. She originally planned to wait until she made money before repaying him. Seeing Cheng Anya's gaze sweep over the card, Wen Nuan felt a little awkward.
Cheng Anyan also noticed that her gaze had hurt Wen Nuan. She smiled and said, "Don't misunderstand, it's natural for him to pay for your daily life since you are with Fei Mo. I was just surprised that this is the first time he has given his card to a girl."
"Is that so" she said, scratching her head warmly.. Mo Yao still had no expression, as if the person being discussed wasn't him. This awkward topic's protagonist wasn't him. Mo Xiaobai lagged behind half a beat, his gaze swept around Mo Yao, then sud...