"Why don't you say anything? How much do you want?" Ye Feimo asked with a half-smile, "Damn girl, I don't believe I can't cure you. You made such a noise with your chirping, but you didn't punish her for a few days before she jumped up and down."
Nuan Nuan continued to pretend to be dead, imagining that Anning International would soon go bankrupt, so that she could show off her power and step on his face.
The music started playing and the men danced with their female partners.
A woman came over to invite Ye Feimo to dance. She had exquisite makeup and a tall figure. She was wearing a black dress with ruffles. She was cold and stunning, but she didn't recognize the warmth. Ye Feimo raised a cold eyebrow and said, "No time."
The woman was stunned, glared at Wen Nuan fiercely, twisted her waist and walked away.
"Damn, I was shot even while I was lying down." Wen Nuan couldn't help but uttered a curse word.
"Miss Wen, please be polite in this situation."
"Who can hear me but you?"
"Am I not human?"
Nuan Nuan let out a weird fake laugh, "Haha, Second Young Master Ye, you are so enlightened, you actually have self-awareness."
Ye Feimo stared at her coldly, as if he wanted to strangle her neck. Wen Nuan turned his face away, pretending not to see her, and sighed in boredom, "Han Bi is so beautiful."
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This damn girl was better at pretending to be dead than his mother.
Several investors came to talk to Ye Feimo. Wen Nuan walked to another corner. After walking around, she found that the women were pointing at her, with unkind eyes and mostly contempt. She heard the word "butterfly" in her ears.
Wen Nuan frowned, her butterfly became a symbol?
She had just told Han Bi about this, so it couldn't have spread so quickly, right? She didn't seem to be a gossipy person. Wen Nuan glanced at Han Bi, and she happened to look over, smiled generously, and Nuan Nuan cursed herself secretly.
suspicious.
It doesn't matter to her what other people think of her. No matter how much those women ridicule or humiliate her, she has no right to listen.
She was bored and went outside to the balcony with a glass of red wine.
The evening breeze was blowing slowly. Standing on a high place and overlooking the lights, there was a strange beauty. It warmed my heart and felt a touch of relaxation and tranquility. Just after I stood for a while, I heard the sound of footsteps.
Nuan Nuan sighed, I can no longer enjoy such a beautiful night view.
She doesn't like to face women with long mouths at banquets.
"Fei Mo!" He suddenly heard a soft cry, and Wen Nuan was stunned. This tone... Han Bi?
