The car drove straight towards Mingcheng Apartment.
"What were you and Fang Liucheng doing there?" Ye Feimo asked with displeasure. She still had ties with Fang Liucheng? Was this foolish woman still harboring hope for him?
Idiot!
"Eating!"
"Miss Wēn, Fang Liucheng caused your Wēn family to fall into ruin, leading your whole family to the streets. You don't hate him, and you even went to a romantic restaurant to eat with him? Your magnanimity is truly remarkable," Ye Feimo said with a cold laugh, his lips curled in mockery.
Wēnnuǎn's expression shifted, her face darkening. "Second Young Master Ye, that's my private matter. Yes, I like Fang Liucheng, I love Fang Liucheng. I can forgive him for anything he does. I have a very broad mind, I'm a saint. Are you satisfied now?"
Ye Feimo slammed on the accelerator, and the car sped down the highway like an arrow shot from a bow, the speedometer reaching its limit. Wēnnuǎn screamed, quickly grabbing the car's handle. "Ye Feimo, you're a madman! Slow down!"
She didn't want to die! Wēnnuǎn was so scared her soul almost left her body.
Ye Feimo ignored her, his resolute profile even more still and cold in the night, like a statue. Wēnnuǎn cried out in despair, closing her eyes in terror.
This was the most terrifying car ride she had ever experienced in her life.
Even after getting out of the car, her legs were still trembling. Wēnnuǎn glared at Ye Feimo angrily. "Ye Feimo, if you want to die, don't drag me down with you!"
Ye Feimo glanced at her blankly and entered the elevator first. Wēnnuǎn was furious. What a hateful man! How did she end up with such a perverted creature?
Upstairs, Ye Feimo went into the study. Wēnnuǎn watched his back, gritting her teeth.
A moment later, Ye Feimo handed her an agreement.
"These are the things you must abide by while you are my woman. If you fail to do any of them, the agreement is broken, and you know the consequences," Ye Feimo said coldly, looking at her. Wēnnuǎn had a bad feeling in her heart as she took it and looked at it.
Article 1: During the agreement period, you are not allowed to flirt with other men.
Article 2: During the agreement period, you are not allowed to have a boyfriend.
Article 3: During the agreement period, you must report your whereabouts and are not allowed to stay out overnight.
Article 4: During the agreement period, you must be available at any time I call.
Article 5: During the agreement period, you are responsible for all housework.
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Article 20: During the agreement period, you must obey your master in everything.
Wēnnuǎn stared blankly at the twenty unequal articles, her eyes wide. Agreement? "Ye Feimo, why do only I have to abide by these? Why don't you have to? This is unfair!"
"Miss Wēn..." Ye Feimo said slowly, "As expected of a little white rabbit who hasn't experienced the real world. Fair? What is that? I've never seen it. You offered yourself up to make a deal with me, so please cater to the employer's needs."
Wēnnuǎn choked, her face flushed with shame and indignation. She almost crumpled the thin paper. Ye Feimo, are you used to humiliating people like this?
"Go make coffee." Seeing her strange expression, Ye Feimo coughed and commanded coldly.
Wēnnuǎn snapped out of her emotions. Make coffee?
"You have hands and feet. If you want coffee, go make it yourself," Wēnnuǎn retorted, pursing her lips. Her self-esteem was being shattered by Ye Feimo, leaving her in no mood to make coffee for him.
"Please refer to Article 5 of the agreement," Ye Feimo said expressionlessly.
Wēnnuǎn looked down at the agreement. "Ye Feimo, you must have grown up lacking love and calcium! You're infuriating!"
She stomped angrily into the kitchen to make coffee.
Ye Feimo was in a particularly good mood. He took off his coat, turned on an anime, and watched it leisurely. This life was truly enjoyable. Wēnnuǎn just had a face that looked like it was meant to be bullied. It felt really good.
Wēnnuǎn came out with the coffee and saw him watching anime. Her eyelid twitched, and she was a mess in the wind.
Watching anime?????
That feeling was as shocking as seeing a pregnant woman seriously say, "I'm a virgin." No matter how far her thoughts wandered, she couldn't connect Ye Feimo and anime.
He was actually watching one, Wēnnuǎn was speechless. Fortunately, it wasn't a shoujo anime, otherwise she would definitely have fainted onto the sofa.
Seeing her shocked expression, Ye Feimo raised an eyebrow. "Seen it?"
Wēnnuǎn nodded and placed the coffee in front of him. She was still bewildered. Ye Feimo watching anime instead of the financial channel was truly...unbelievable.
He picked up the coffee, took a sip, and slammed it down, startling Wēnnuǎn. "What is this?"
"Coffee?"
"What kind of coffee? It's so sweet?"
"Nestlé. Such a good brand." These few packets of instant coffee were leftovers from the film set. She must have mistakenly put them in her bag. It was good enough that he had something to drink.
Ye Feimo could confirm that they had a communication problem.
They were talking at cross-purposes.
"There are coffee beans in the kitchen. Make me another cup, with nothing added." He wasn't used to such sweet coffee.
"Second Young Master Ye, your demands are too much! Sweet coffee is so delicious. What's the taste of bitter coffee?"
"I told you to make coffee. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
"Sorry, I don't know how to use the coffee machine," Wēnnuǎn said with a sweet smile.
Ye Feimo said, "Go to the study and ask Baidu online."
Wēnnuǎn smiled. "Du Niang has been busy with her love life recently and doesn't have time to deal with my little problems. Second Young Master Ye, it's not my place to say, but with your bitter gourd face, it must be because you drink too much bitter coffee. You should drink more sweet coffee occasionally. It's good for increasing your sweetness level, and your love luck will also skyrocket."
"Even if I eat Coptis chinensis, my love luck will still be a hundred times better than yours," Ye Feimo's cold gaze swept over her.
Wēnnuǎn smiled brightly. "So what if you have a lot of love luck? They're all rotten."
"Make coffee!" Ye Feimo's eyelid twitched, each word cold and sharp.
"Won't," Wēnnuǎn replied decisively, turning around and going upstairs.
Ye Feimo was extremely annoyed.
Sleeping at night was another big problem. Wēnnuǎn wore the most conservative pajamas and slept in the furthest corner. Ye Feimo came out of the bathroom, his chest open, revealing a strong and healthy physique, with a few water droplets clinging to his chest, exuding an indescribable sexiness. His features were already incomparably handsome, like the most exquisite work of art. In this hazy and ambiguous light, he had even more mystery, elegance, and allure. He was a man of indulgence, yet he had an ascetic face. When he wore a uniform, both men and women had the urge to pounce on him.
Such a Ye Feimo was truly sexy to the extreme.
Wēnnuǎn glanced at him, her heart pounding like a deer. Ye Feimo was a handsome man with no dead angles. She had always been attracted to appearances. Being in the same room and living with such a man was truly a challenge.
Tsk, tsk, Wēnnuǎn, wake up! Don't let lust cloud your mind. You can't afford or provoke this kind of man. Don't court trouble.
Seeing her turn her face away in a panic, Ye Feimo's lips curled up. Wēnnuǎn was indeed clever and quick-witted, but after all, she was just a young girl. Her thoughts in this area were like a blank sheet of paper, and he could see through her at a glance.
He had to admit that the infatuated look she had given him just now had made him feel a moment of pride.
Handsome men still had an advantage, especially when the other party was a shallow person who judged by appearances.
He hadn't been particularly interested at first, but her gaze made his lower abdomen burn like fire. He really couldn't believe that there was still a woman who could ignite his desire with just one look. He had never felt this way before.
Ye Feimo lifted the covers and got into bed, pulling her over and holding her in his arms.
Wēnnuǎn was shocked, her face burning. Ye Feimo had already begun to undress her. Wēnnuǎn struggled, her hands pressed against Ye Feimo's chest. His face in the dim light was cold and deep, yet there was a burning flame leaping in his eyes.