The CEO's Substitute Ex-Wife
Chapter 49: Someone I Like

Chapter 49: Someone I Like

Ye Feimo didn’t know what he thought of, but his face suddenly sank. Wen Nuan was just asking casually and didn’t want to step on his landmine. Seeing his face darken and him put down his chopsticks with a bang, Wen Nuan looked at him in surprise.

The woman’s beautiful, amorous peach blossom eyes were full of doubt and apprehension, as if somewhat wronged and somewhat annoyed. Being stared at by such lively and beautiful eyes, it seemed no one could harden their heart.

Ye Feimo’s face darkened further, but he didn’t say anything.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and Wen Nuan ate in silence.

Young Master Ye was indeed moody.

After a while, Ye Feimo asked casually, "Your family used to be well-off. There shouldn’t be anything at home that you needed to help with. How did you learn such good cooking skills?"

Wen Nuan was an honest child. "Fang Liucheng used to say he liked girls who could cook, so I begged my mom to send me to a cooking class for a year."

Ye Feimo’s face turned completely black.

He looked at Wen Nuan with fire in his eyes. This idiot! An unknown anger surged from the bottom of his heart. Ye Feimo didn’t know what was wrong, but he just felt that these words were like a thorn stuck in his throat.

He felt very uncomfortable.

Fang Liucheng, Fang Liucheng. Wen Nuan had specifically learned good cooking skills for Fang Liucheng?

In other words, he could eat a table full of good food thanks to Fang Liucheng?

So, he wasn’t the man she specifically took care of. So, she was actually willing to learn these things for another man. Ye Feimo’s good mood turned extremely bad.

He didn’t realize at all that he had alread tke Wen Nuan into a certain private territory.

"Hey, Second Young Master Ye, what’s wrong?"

His expression made Wen Nuan puzzled. Where had she angered him again?

"You idiot, just because someone said one sentence, you were willing to work hard for a year to learn to cook?" Ye Feimo was furious.

"Isn’t that normal?" Wen Nuan said blankly. "Chunmiao used to be very afraid of water, but in order to get close to the boy she liked, she even specifically learned to swim. Second Young Master Ye, you’ve also been in love. It’s normal to do some silly things for someone you like, haven’t you?"

Ye Feimo sneered inwardly. Doing something silly for someone he liked? He had never done that. A few years ago, when he liked Han Bi, knowing she was a contracted artist of Anning International, she had countless times mentioned her hardships in the entertainment industry, how she was bullied on set, and how some big shot had given her the cold shoulder. She had countless times said she wanted to make a name for herself.

He was the young master of Anning International. Although he hadn’t taken over yet, if he wanted Han Bi to take a shortcut, he had plenty of ways, but he had never helped her.

In his memory, he indeed hadn’t done anything silly for anyone.

The silliest thing he had done was probably reading a text message and foolishly running to a hotel, only to see Han Bi and another man in a compromising position on the bed.

Had he done anything silly for someone he liked?

Someone he liked...

Did she still harbor feelings for Fang Liucheng? This thought made Ye Feimo profoundly uneasy. He cast a cold glare at Wen Nuan, so icy it could almost freeze her solid. Wen Nuan, long accustomed to Ye Feimo’s unpredictable moods, simply pursed her lips, lowered her head, and continued eating, ignoring him.

This man’s temper was impossible to decipher. It was best for her not to touch his sensitive spots.

"Miss Wen, have you still not forgotten Fang Liucheng?"

"I liked him for over a decade. It’s not so easy to forget," Wen Nuan said with a hint of sadness. Ye Feimo abruptly stood up with a bang, threw his hands up, and stormed upstairs, his retreating figure radiating a heavy anger.

Wen Nuan blinked, then called out, "What are you angry about?"

Ye Feimo ignored her and went upstairs. Wen Nuan pursed her lips. "This man is as changeable as the weather in June."

One moment this, the next moment that.

After eating and washing the dishes, Wen Nuan pondered for a moment, then grabbed her wallet and travel card, changed into sneakers, and headed downstairs.

She took a taxi to a nearby supermarket and bought some pork, beef, curry, shrimp, and pork chops, along with asparagus, mushrooms, tomatoes, greens, and cilantro.

Looking at her full basket, Wen Nuan paused by the onions and carrots. "Picky eating, that’s not a good habit."

After a moment’s thought, she added a few onions and carrots to her basket.

If he wouldn’t eat them, she would.

One day, there would be carrots and onions on the table. Let’s see how picky he could be then.

Being picky was a learned habit. When there was nothing else to eat, people could eat anything.

Having selected her ingredients, she also bought some milk and yogurt. Then, Wen Nuan pushed her cart to pick out lunch boxes.

She wanted to go back and cook for Ye Feimo, pack it nicely, so he could take a bento box to the company tomorrow. That way, he wouldn’t have to eat takeout. His stomach wasn’t good, and eating greasy takeout all the time was worse than eating her cooking.

"I must have a masochistic personality," Wen Nuan muttered, tapping her head. Recalling Ye Feimo’s irritating face, she felt incredibly conflicted. Just during dinner, she had thought about letting him get sick and die, yet every so often, she found herself in the supermarket buying groceries and lunch boxes for him to take bento to work. What was that if not a masochistic tendency?

However, she didn’t expect to encounter Cheng Anya in this supermarket.

Cheng Anya also didn’t expect to meet Wen Nuan here.

Mingcheng Apartment was quite far from the Ye family residence but closer to Anning International. After Ye Feimo moved out, Cheng Anya would often visit him unannounced, restocking his refrigerator each time.

This time, she was out on a quick errand and chose the supermarket closest to Mingcheng Apartment, not expecting to run into Wen Nuan.

Anyone in the entertainment industry with even a little bit of fame knew Madam Ye, the chairman’s wife. She was Ye Chen’s wife and had originally been his chief secretary. Later, when Anning International’s entertainment division expanded, Cheng Anya became the general manager of the entertainment division, a position she held for over a decade. Anning had produced countless stars, and Madam Ye played a pivotal role in their success.

It was said that this madam, though seemingly gentle and virtuous, had a steely resolve. Like Ye Feimo, she was known for her iron-fisted methods, and her decisive and ruthless style was well-known throughout the entertainment industry.

Later, after Ye Feimo took over, the couple jointly relinquished their power and no longer interfered in business matters.

This was what Cai Xiaojing had told her. Anyone who had worked at Anning back then knew that it was better to offend Young Master Ye than Madam Ye.

Hearing Han Bi say that she had once broken up a couple, Wen Nuan thought that a naive little white rabbit like herself should probably steer clear of the ogress, even if the ogress looked rather like a little white rabbit herself.

Thinking this, Wen Nuan gave a forced smile, pretended not to see Cheng Anya, and turned her cart around to flee.

Cheng Anya raised an eyebrow, a half-smile on her face as she watched Wen Nuan’s retreating figure with the cart. Was she really that scary?

The young girl was wearing a white shirt, black hot pants, and pink sneakers, revealing a pair of slender, straight, and fair legs, radiating youthful energy and extreme cuteness. Cheng Anya thought coolly that her son certainly had good fortune with women.

Cheng Anya knew from Wen Nuan’s actions that she had recognized her. Was it really necessary to run so fast?

She recalled that day in the elevator when this girl had desperately tried to minimize her presence, and had bolted faster than a rabbit as soon as the elevator stopped. This situation was quite similar to that day. Seeing her here was unexpected for Cheng Anya.

That day, Wen Nuan had said she would be staying until the end of summer vacation. It was already the end of August, summer vacation was almost over. Was she still living with Feimo?

Run, run. The supermarket wasn’t that big. It would be easy enough to corner someone. Cheng Anya thought calmly.

Wen Nuan wiped her sweat. Oh my god, why was Madam Ye also in the supermarket? Wen Nuan forgot about buying lunch boxes and only wanted to push her cart to the checkout and leave. Who knew she would be cornered by Cheng Anya in the fruit aisle?

Wen Nuan teared up.

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