The CEO's Substitute Ex-Wife
Chapter 52: Lunch Box

Chapter 52: Lunch Box

"Is something the matter?" Wen Nuan asked, bewildered, unable to decipher his current expression. Was he angry, or something else? His gaze, as deep as the sea, seemed to have no edge, as dark and profound as ink.

It felt as though a vortex there was trying to pull her in.

"Idiot." Ye Feimo muttered softly, but a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He picked up the bento and headed downstairs. Wen Nuan smiled brightly, her backpack slung over her shoulder, and followed closely behind.

Ye Feimo’s mood was exceptionally good the entire way.

Wen Nuan was accustomed to his unpredictable nature. Seeing him in such a good mood, she wisely remained silent, not wanting to disturb it. It was rare for Ye Feimo to be in such a pleasant state.

His good mood lasted all the way to the company.

Wen Nuan mused that this was a record-breaking duration.

Fifty meters from the company, Wen Nuan got out of the car while Ye Feimo continued driving. She walked the rest of the way. Cai Xiaojing was already waiting for her in the training department. Today was acting training, and her instructor turned out to be her respected teacher, Cheng Yu.

"Teacher, why is it you?" Wen Nuan asked, genuinely surprised.

"I’m a special contracted teacher for Anning," Cheng Yu said with a smile. She was a veteran actress in her sixties who had achieved fame early in her career and rarely appeared on screen now. Wen Nuan was overjoyed, very pleased with Cai Xiaojing’s arrangement.

Cheng Yu was there to teach the training class for ten days. Besides Wen Nuan, there were eleven other people in the class, seven of whom were newcomers, and four were earlier newcomers who also needed acting training.

Ye Feimo went to the top floor and gave the bento to Zhang Ling. "Heat this up for me at noon and bring it in."

"Yes!" Zhang Ling took it, startled. Having been his secretary for so long, it was the first time she had seen Ye Feimo arrive at work in such a good mood, even bringing a bento box. It was truly surprising.

"Secretary Zhang, bring in a cup of coffee." Just as Zhang Ling started to get busy, Ye Feimo’s instruction came through. She responded and went to make coffee. Ye Feimo hadn’t had coffee for the past few days, which Zhang Ling had found strange.

He usually liked to drink coffee to perk himself up when he felt sleepy.

She made a strong coffee according to his usual taste and brought it in. Just as she was about to leave, Ye Feimo stopped her. He frowned. "Why is this coffee so bitter?"

Zhang Ling was puzzled. This had always been his preference. He liked bitter coffee. Cheng Anya had mentioned several times that it wasn’t good for his stomach to drink coffee all the time, but he wouldn’t listen. Zhang Ling had no choice but to make his coffee according to his taste each time.

When had he ever said it was bitter?

Ye Feimo was also taken aback. He had gotten used to drinking the sweet coffee Wen Nuan made these past few days, and he wasn’t used to this bitter coffee anymore.

"President, shall I make you another cup?"

Ye Feimo coughed and nodded. "Is there any instant coffee?"

"Yes!"

"Make me a cup of instant coffee."

Zhang Ling’s expression was as if she had swallowed a duck egg. Ye Feimo raised his eyes and gave her a cool glance. Zhang Ling hurriedly masked her surprise and left the office to make him a cup of instant coffee.

Just then, another secretary was in the break room. Zhang Ling made the coffee while wondering, "When did the President start drinking instant coffee?"

"Really?" the other secretary asked in surprise. "I didn’t know his habit before, so I made him a cup of instant coffee once, right? His glare made all the hair on my body stand on end. My god, does the President have a fever?"

"No, he even brought a bento box today," Zhang Ling said, even more puzzled.

The two women exchanged a look and said in unison, "There’s something going on!"

The signs of an affair were too obvious.

"Who has President Ye been rumored with recently?"

"Quite a few people."

"Who has the best chance?"

"Let’s think about it slowly. I’ll go deliver the coffee."

...

After finishing a small advertisement for a skincare product that day, Ye Feimo asked Cai Xiaojing about Wen Nuan’s schedule. Seeing that she had no other arrangements, he asked her to have dinner with him. It was at a special restaurant on the mountaintop called Romantic Night, an hour’s drive from the city center.

Ye Feimo said it was a unique restaurant that was only open three days a week and only served ten tables each day. People wanting to eat at Romantic Night had to book at least a month in advance.

Wen Nuan was speechless. What kind of restaurant was so exclusive?

She had never heard of such a high-profile restaurant in A City. Open three days a week, serving only ten tables a day. If business was so booming, why not serve more customers?

"Why did you suddenly want to take me out to dinner?" Wen Nuan asked.

"Celebration."

"Do you have something to celebrate?" Wen Nuan asked with a smile, a little surprised. She had never seen him celebrate anything when they were together. Could it be a big business deal?

Ye Feimo glanced at her sideways while driving. This idiot.

"Just focus on eating," Ye Feimo said casually.

Wen Nuan pouted. If he didn’t want to say, then fine. She was now quite curious about this restaurant. She had never seen such a high-profile place before.

"Your audition results will be out tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, I’m so nervous." Wen Nuan patted her chest. She would know tomorrow if she passed the audition. She was very nervous today. She felt she had a good chance of passing, but when she was filming the advertisement today, she overheard Gu Yiting’s gossip. Apparently, the young master of Hairun was currently promoting her, and Director Zhang of the "Pure Lotus Princess" crew also had high hopes for her, and she might very well play Princess Xiangxiang.

Wen Nuan’s heart sank when she heard this. If a female celebrity had someone backing her, it was always easier for her to succeed than someone like her with no connections.

Ye Feimo’s sharp gaze was fixed straight ahead, but a hint of a smile flickered in his eyes. This silly girl was so easily satisfied, just feeling nervous because she thought she had a chance at the role of the stunning Princess Xiangxiang. If she were to hear that she was internally cast as Liang Hongyu, and that Ye Yan would be her supporting actor, wouldn’t she be so nervous she’d faint?

Although he hadn’t yet mentioned the "Liang Hongyu" matter to Mo Xiaobai, the preparatory work was still underway, and filming wouldn’t start until next year. There was no rush to tell Mo Xiaobai; he had his own ways of getting Mo Xiaobai to take the role.

No one knew Mo Xiaobai’s weakness better than Ye Feimo.

The car stopped outside Romantic Night. A cool breeze swept down from the mountaintop, surrounded by lush greenery and blooming flowers. An artificial lake had been created on the summit, and the restaurant was built in the middle of the lake, exuding the beauty of a Jiangnan water town. A row of large red lanterns hung around the restaurant, reflecting in the water, creating a unique charm. A stone bridge, one meter wide and fifty meters long, led directly to the restaurant.

The lights on both sides of the stone bridge were dazzling. Elegant lotus crystal lamps emitted a soft and beautiful glow. The lake shimmered with ripples, the gentle waves swaying, a dreamlike beauty that felt worth it just to see.

"Wow, it’s so beautiful!" Wen Nuan exclaimed, seeing such a beautiful restaurant for the first time.