"President, Miss Han Bi asked if you have time to see her. She has something to give you." Zhang Ling, his secretary-general, asked. Ye Feimo paused and said, "Let her come in."
The door opened, Han Bi came in with a small bag, and her manager Linda stayed outside.
"What do you want from me?" He crossed his chest, leaned back, and leaned on the leather chair. Even when he was sitting, he had a domineering and unattainable air. The smile on Han Bi's face faded away.
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"This is the signed poster I promised to give to Miss Wen." Han Bi came over and put the small bag on his desk.
Ye Feimo pursed his lips and looked at her, "Miss Han, didn't Nuan Nuan say that she was sent to Mingcheng Apartment? What are you doing here?"
Han Bi had a sudden thought. She came to him with joy today. She didn't expect him to be so indifferent. Didn't he plan to reconcile?
She stood in front of him awkwardly.
Ye Feimo's eyes were like the sharpest knife, dissecting her layer by layer.
It seemed as if he was watching her make a fool of herself with a sense of pleasure akin to revenge.
Han Bi has been in the entertainment industry for ten years and has never seen anything, but she is still at a loss in front of him.
"Fei Mo, you know this is my excuse for wanting to see you, so why do you embarrass me so much?"
Ye Feimo's eyes couldn't tell the difference between happiness and anger. Did he embarrass her?
Han Bi, you still don’t know what embarrassment is?
It was embarrassing when he encountered that scene.
"Miss Han wants to chase me?" Ye Feimo raised his eyebrows and asked seriously, as if he couldn't understand Han Bi's thoughts.
Han Bi is well aware of Ye Feimo's temperament. His temperament has always been cunning, weird, and difficult to understand. If someone betrays me, he will retaliate a hundredfold. He will definitely make things difficult for her until he feels relieved, otherwise he will not stop.
She smiled faintly and said, "Young Master Ye, do I have a chance?"
