By the time it dawned on him, the idiot seemed to be himself. Second Young Master Ye was furious.
Damn it, Wēnnuǎn, you have some nerve! He couldn't even bother with the mouthful of foam, turning around abruptly and kicking the glass door hard, shattering the fragile thing.
Wēnnuǎn had just finished getting dressed when she saw the second young master in a white bathrobe, holding a mouthwash cup, toothpaste bubbles frothing from his mouth, standing before her so imposingly yet ridiculously. Her lips twitched violently. She was done for.
But being done for was a matter for the evening.
Wēnnuǎn hurriedly pushed him aside and rushed downstairs. Ye Feimo couldn't believe it. He had just been ignored by Wēnnuǎn???
Thus, the first day of their extremely lively and comical cohabitation began.
Wēnnuǎn was already late when she arrived at the film set.
Fortunately, there were many people in the production crew, so her being a little late didn't matter much.
For some reason, Bai Xiuwen always disliked her. As long as she was on set, she couldn't avoid a round of sarcastic remarks, completely forgetting Tang Mandong's warnings. Wēnnuǎn valued harmony in everything and didn't bother to argue with Bai Xiuwen.
The crew was all talking about Han Bi's return to the country. It was on the front page headlines of all the major newspapers this morning, causing quite a sensation.
Wēnnuǎn listened to all the gossip about Han Bi with great interest.
During a break, Director Lin called Wēnnuǎn aside. The famous director wanted to talk to her, and Wēnnuǎn was very excited.
"What exactly is your relationship with Feimo?"
Wēnnuǎn was taken aback, then smiled sweetly. "A contractual relationship."
Before Director Lin could ask further, the assistant director called him over to watch a scene. The planner and the script supervisor both had things they needed to discuss with him. Director Lin cursed under his breath and had to stop asking. Tang Mandong frowned slightly. "Nuannuan, why?"
"Shuwen-gege told you?"
She nodded, speaking earnestly. "Nuannuan, the Tang family and the Ye family are old friends. I know very well what kind of person Ye Feimo is. You two are from different worlds. You can't afford to provoke him."
"Mandong, you've misunderstood. It's not that kind of relationship between us. I..." Wēnnuǎn sighed. "I'll tell you everything in detail after I leave him."
Tang Mandong hesitated, then ultimately said nothing. Wēnnuǎn was her best friend. Since she said so, of course she believed her. She didn't want Wēnnuǎn to get hurt because of Ye Feimo.
When Director Lin approached her again, he didn't talk about her relationship with Ye Feimo. He asked, "Wēnnuǎn, do you like acting?"
She was surprised why Director Lin asked so strangely. She nodded emphatically, her eyes filled with determination. "I do!"
Director Lin nodded. He could see that in today's entertainment industry, which was dirty and chaotic, how many young people were truly serious about acting, truly loved this career? They were too driven by profit, trying every means to climb up, making the atmosphere of the entertainment industry worse and worse.
Wēnnuǎn was different. Perhaps every young person who just entered was pure and serious, but she was different. Director Lin had seen it all and was good at judging people. Wēnnuǎn was a rare talent.
However...
"Wēnnuǎn, Feimo hates actors the most. If you want to pursue acting in the future, you should be prepared to leave him eventually."
Ye Feimo hated actors the most?
His girlfriends were all from the entertainment industry! He hated them, yet he dated them? Did he enjoy masochism?
"What does his hatred of actors have to do with me? I really like acting. Besides, Director Lin, you must have misunderstood my relationship with him. Even if I don't enter the entertainment industry, I will still break up with him."
Director Lin looked at her deeply, then smiled. She still didn't understand. "One day, you will understand my words."
He suddenly changed the subject. "You haven't signed with a management company yet, have you?"
"I'm still in school."
"That has nothing to do with school. I'll give you a suggestion: join Anning International." After saying that, he went to get busy.
Join Anning International?
That was Ye Feimo's territory. Wouldn't that be considered a hidden rule for advancement? Wēnnuǎn thought about this question very seriously.
Anning International, President's Office.
Ye Feimo was in an extremely bad mood today, gloomy like a stormy day. The five secretaries in the secretarial office were complaining endlessly, trembling with fear. This president was too difficult to serve. Usually cold and expressionless, his gaze was frightening enough. With a sullen face, if they hadn't toughened their nerves, they would really be scared to death.
Wēnnuǎn, she ignored him on their very first day of cohabitation.
Where did she rush off to so early in the morning?
Wait until she came back at night, and he would deal with her.
The internal line rang, and Ye Feimo answered.
"Second Young Master Ye, can you spare a few hours for your mother?" Cheng Anya's gentle voice rang out. "You brat, you didn't even call me when you came back yesterday."
"Mother, I'm sorry. I wasn't in a good mood last night," Ye Feimo said, pausing as he thought of what Han Bi had said. "Mother, what's the matter?"
"Dinner together tonight."
"Okay." Ye Feimo said. "Where's father?"
"He went to City B with your Uncle Lin." Cheng Anya suddenly asked, "Have you found a girlfriend?"
"Mom, I change girlfriends every day. Haven't you seen the newspapers?"
"Get lost. I'm talking about a serious girlfriend."
"No."
"Ungrateful son."
The mother and son chatted for a while longer. Ye Feimo hung up the phone, twirling the pen in his hand, his cold expression covered with a layer of contemplation. Mother and Han Bi, who was lying?
He opened a drawer. Inside was a photo of him and Han Bi. They were very young then, full of youthful vigor.
He remembered seeing that scene back then and slammed the drawer shut.
"President, Miss Han Bi asked if you have time to see her. She has something to give you," his chief secretary Zhang Ling asked. Ye Feimo paused. "Let her in."
The door opened, and Han Bi entered with a small bag. Her manager, Linda, stayed outside.
"What do you want?" He crossed his arms, leaned back, and rested against the leather chair. Even sitting, he exuded an arrogant and unapproachable dominance. Seeing his appearance, the smile on Han Bi's face faded slightly.
"This is the autographed poster I promised Miss Wēn," Han Bi walked over and placed the small bag on his desk.
Ye Feimo pursed his lips and looked at her. "Miss Han, didn't Nuannuan say to send it to Mingcheng Apartment? Why did you bring it here?"
Han Bi's heart skipped a beat. She had come to see him today with a joyful heart, but she hadn't expected him to be so cold. Didn't he want to reconcile?
She stood awkwardly in front of him.
Ye Feimo's gaze was like the sharpest knife, dissecting her layer by layer.
It also seemed to carry a kind of vengeful pleasure as he watched her make a fool of herself.
Han Bi had been in the entertainment industry for ten years and had seen all kinds of situations, but in front of him, she still felt helpless.
"Feimo, you know this is just an excuse for me to see you. Why make it so difficult for me?"
Ye Feimo's eyes showed no emotion. He was making it difficult for her?
Han Bi, you still don't know what difficult is?
The scene he had stumbled upon back then was truly difficult.
"Miss Han wants to pursue me?" Ye Feimo raised an eyebrow and asked seriously, as if he couldn't understand Han Bi's feelings.
Han Bi knew Ye Feimo's temperament well. He was always tricky, eccentric, and difficult to understand. If someone wronged him, he would repay them a hundredfold. He would definitely make things difficult for her until he felt satisfied, otherwise he wouldn't stop.
She smiled faintly. "Second Young Master Ye, do I have a chance?"