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tragedy had already happened and couldn't be undone.Unconsciously obtained, yet lost silently and without a trace.His children……He became an executioner.Indifference is the greatest hurt between peop...Warmth took the elevator upstairs and met a young fan inside. The girl, around 14 or 15 years old, begged her for an autograph. This was the first time Warmth had encountered her in the elevator. The building has four elevators, making it quite difficult to run into each other usually.

Wen Wan smiled warmly and signed for her. Seeing Wen Wan press "44th floor", her eyes lit up. Wen Wan quickly laughed and said, "Little sister, my sister is very busy usually and rarely comes back. Besides, little sister, you are good, don't tell others about my address, it would be troublesome with so many people coming and going. Let's just keep this a secret between us, okay"

The little girl was a smart one, nodding in agreement but making a request: she wanted a signed poster from the drama "Warmth." Warmth smiled and agreed. The little girl got off at the 18th floor and gave Warmth her home address, which Warmth wrote down.

Upon reaching the floor, Ye Feimo had already returned.

It's only six o'clock. Ye Fei Mo usually finishes work at this time, but he came back early today.

He was playing on his tablet on the sofa in the living room. Wen Wen changed her shoes, and Ye Fei Mo looked up at her. The two of them didn't greet each other. Wen Wen went into the room, took off her coat, and changed into a housecoat.

When Ye Fei wasn't engrossed in the screen, he would occasionally glance towards the bedroom. He then lowered his head as if nothing had happened, continuing to look at the screen.

Nuan warmed up and changed her clothes, glanced at someone on the sofa, and went to the kitchen to cook. She didn't expect Mo to help with cooking at all. They had lived together for so long, and she hadn't seen him enter the kitchen once.

Ye Fei Mo was holding his computer, squabbling while looking at Wen Nuan cooking. Seeing her normal expression, Ye Fei Mo thought to himself, her anger must have subsided...

Wen Nuan was chopping carrots, then suddenly stopped. She slammed the knife onto the cutting board. Ye Fei Mo was happily playing with his chopsticks, when he looked up and saw Wen Nuan staring at him. Her eyes were narrowed, a blazing anger in their depths like shimmering peach blossoms.

"Leaf is not ink, wipe the floor!" Wen Nuan said faintly.

Household chores should be shared, right He doesn't cook, he must at least clean the floor. Although they hire a maid every few days, she just wanted to make things difficult for Ye Feimo today. She was not happy.

Ye Fei turned his head and glanced at the floor, then said in a calm tone, "It's not dirty."

"Cleanliness is next to godliness."

"I don't understand!"

"Then go wash the clothes."

"I don't understand!"

"Then what do you understand"

"Make money!"

Ye Fei Mo stared blankly at Wen Nuan, she let out a cold snort and turned away to continue slicing carrots. Her fair profile was tense, the carrot slowly turning into threads under her knife. Ye Fei Mo put down her tablet and went to find the vacuum cleaner.

He looked at the thing he had never dealt with before, connecting the pipes and plugs, imagining how to handle it like the usual warm one. He fiddled with it for a while, and almost understood how to use it.

The living room wasn't dirty, the vacuum cleaner mainly sucked up hair, dust. Ye Fei looked coldly at the vacuum cleaner, then at the warm scene in the kitchen bustling with activity. She took a deep breath and got to work!

The sound of the vacuum cleaner echoed through the living room. Wen warmly turned her head, a slight curve to her lips as if she found it incredibly peculiar. She raised her vegetable cleaver and smiled at Ye Feimo who was diligently vacuuming the floor and carpets.

Ye Fei Mo turned his head back, the warmth hadn't time to retract from the smile on his face before he abruptly turned away, continuing to chop onions. Ye Fei Mo's eyes flashed a glimmer of light, and he worked with renewed vigor.

Warmly smiled.

This is a good phenomenon. If one can feel warmth and smile while doing housework, what's there to be against

An hour later, Ye Feimo had vacuumed the entire 44th floor and mopped it. The floor gleamed, and Ye Feimo was over the moon. He thought to himself, this time Warmth should be appeased.

A warm spread of four dishes and a soup was served: cold wood ear fungus salad, curry chicken, braised pork ribs, garlic-flavored broccoli, and a mushroom seafood soup. The dishes were delicate and appetizing.

She served the meal, and Ye Fei Mo came over to wash his hands and eat.

Warmth was silent. Ye Fei Mo said proudly, “I wiped the ground clean.”

"So-so."

Ye Fei-Mo smiled happily, Warmth finally spoke to him.

"I'm going to do TV promotion tomorrow," Wen Nuan said softly, "for ten days."

Ye Fei's face darkened, and he stared at her expressionlessly. His warm gaze turned cold and calm as he met her eyes. "This was a job arranged long ago."

"Didn't you say that TV commercials were promoting you not going There are Zhu Bingbing, Chen Hang, and Li Chengming doing the promotion, that's enough." Ye Feimo was angry. He thought Wen Nuan wasn't angry anymore, but it turned out he was wrong.

The TV commercial said she didn't need ten days, just a couple of shows to come back. The rest could be handled by Zhu Bingbing and the others. Wen Nuan chose to go for ten days, clearly avoiding him.

With a warm sigh, "Cai Xiajing and Director Zhang, Haiyun has reached out, so I have to participate."

Originally, not participating wasn't a big deal, but after winning the Golden Bell Award, she became famous with the Best Actress award. The production team required both her and Chen Xue-ru to participate in the promotional activities for Princess Qinglian, and they also wanted people to hype up the television drama. She and Chen Xue-ru were just the right topic.

At the time we signed the contract, this was already included. Promotion was their responsibility.

"Jokes, what must I attend I'll give Hai Run a call..."

"Ye Fei Mo!" The warm voice sank, "This is my job."

"You're clearly trying to avoid me."

"Don't be unreasonable, okay" Wenwen was also annoyed, lowering her head. "I'll pack my things in a while, Lily will come pick me up in the morning."

Slap!

Ye Fei didn't ink put down his chopsticks and slammed them on the table, startling Wen Nuan. He had already turned around and gone into the room.

Warm breaths came raggedly, throwing the bowl onto the table with a clatter. He had no appetite left.

As the sky slowly darkened, Wen warmly sat at the table for a while, wanting to clear it up. But seeing the untouched food on the table, she felt helpless. Ye Fei Mo just ate two bites of rice.

She nervously looked at the bedroom door. Zhang Ling had called in the afternoon and said that Ye Feimo hadn't eaten anything at noon, so she and Cai Xiajing decided not to eat out and went home to cook instead.

She originally intended to cook a good meal and then talk to him about work, but unexpectedly, he got angry as soon as she started talking.

This is very normal. I ran around promoting "The City of Desire" for ten days before, and sometimes when I was on set, I didn't come back every day. Isn't this very normal

The bad thing is that at the height of their cold war, whenever she mentioned work, he became sensitive.

Wen Wen didn't tidy up the dinner table, Ye Fei Mo was alone under the blanket, sulking early. She tried her best to soften her voice, "Fei Mo, eat before sleeping."

Ye Fei didn't raise the blanket, pulling it over his head. He gave a warm and cold smile, "You want to argue with me Fine, you eat or not, I'll just throw it all in the trash."

Warmth slammed the door.es to go back, but he finally got out of the door. Mo Xiaobai threw himself on the soft bed, hmm, pretending to be drunk with alcohol, he was pretending to be drunk, how good his alcohol tolerance was...