The CEO's Substitute Ex-Wife-Chapter 147: A Spiraling Encounter

That evening, they were recording a program at the MBS International Television studio. Han Bi clenched her fist.

The show ended at 10 PM. After removing her makeup and changing, it was almost 10:30 PM. Wen Nuan felt dizzy from exhaustion, finally looking forward to a good night’s sleep at home. Tomorrow was Saturday, no school, and the crew had given her two days off as her scenes were winding down.

Cai Xiaojing was waiting for Wen Nuan downstairs. Lin Ning and Zhou Chengge had already left. Wen Nuan was the last to go. The 18th floor was mostly empty, save for those still working overtime on the show.

Wen Nuan was alone, waiting for the elevator, nodding off with her head down.

When the elevator finally arrived, she stepped inside, still looking down. She only looked up to see someone else inside: **Ye Feimo**. Wen Nuan instinctively wanted to leave, not wanting to be in the same elevator as him, but Ye Feimo had already pressed the close button.

Wen Nuan’s drowsiness vanished. She stood expressionless, praying for the elevator to quickly reach the basement.

Ye Feimo always had a private elevator and a private passage. Didn’t he usually use his private elevator to go straight downstairs after work? Why was he here?

As the elevator descended, she didn’t say a word, and Ye Feimo remained silent too. When they reached the basement, the doors opened. Wen Nuan silently started to walk out, but Ye Feimo suddenly grabbed her jacket, pulling her back. Wen Nuan gasped, and the elevator doors closed again. Ye Feimo locked the elevator and pressed the 32nd floor.

"Ye Feimo, what are you doing?!" Wen Nuan exclaimed. Ye Feimo remained silent, his exquisite features seemingly carved, cold and devoid of expression, too indifferent to meet her gaze.

Ye Feimo looked at her coldly, offering no response. Wen Nuan was exasperated, left to watch the elevator ascend. Upon reaching the 32nd floor, Ye Feimo pressed the basement floor again. Wen Nuan’s eyes widened in disbelief.

This repeated five or six times, and Wen Nuan’s temper steadily flared.

Cai Xiaojing called. "Wen Nuan, why aren’t you down yet?"

"I’m locked in an elevator with a lunatic."

Cai Xiaojing’s tone indicated she knew it was Ye Feimo. She said nothing, then, "I’m going home first then. You and President Ye have a good talk."

"Alright!"

Wen Nuan hung up and looked coldly at Ye Feimo. How many more times did he intend to go around?

From the basement to the 32nd floor, up and down more than ten times. Wen Nuan glanced at Ye Feimo. His stern features were like a carving, covered with a layer of ice, betraying no emotion.

He exuded an almost unapproachable indifference.

Wen Nuan gritted her teeth. Did he want to ride this elevator until dawn?

"Ye Feimo, have you had enough?!" It was almost 11 PM. Wen Nuan could no longer remain silent and demanded sharply. If he wanted to throw a tantrum, he should do it properly. This silent, unsettling act of dragging someone around in an elevator was terrifying.

Ye Feimo remained unmoved, his face expressionless, as if he hadn’t heard Wen Nuan.

She stepped forward to press the open door button, but he reached out and pulled her back, preventing her from leaving.

"Enough is enough! What exactly do you want?"

Ye Feimo still didn’t say a word. Wen Nuan rubbed her temples, genuinely pained. Why had she encountered such a difficult person? Did he have to drag everyone down with him when he was unhappy?

They had gone up and down more than twenty times. Wasn’t he tired of it?

Whatever he wanted, he could at least tell her. Otherwise, how was she supposed to know what he was thinking?

"Ye Feimo!" Wen Nuan yelled, unable to stop herself from swinging a fist at his shoulder. "What are you doing? I’m begging you, it’s late at night, stop acting crazy, okay?!"

She couldn’t be as calm as him, as if nothing mattered.

She couldn’t do it.

This version of Ye Feimo terrified her.

He really had gone crazy.

To Wen Nuan, this situation truly seemed like madness.

Ye Feimo remained silent. Wen Nuan, in her extreme anger, began to laugh. What were they even doing?

She cursed under her breath, wishing the elevator cable would snap so they could just fall together. Anything was better than this inexplicable entanglement. She didn’t understand what Ye Feimo was even competing with her over.

Wen Nuan waved her hands in the air a few times, contemplating hitting him. But seeing his expressionless, cold, and indifferent face, she couldn’t bring herself to hit him hard. Finally, she slumped down in defeat.

*Ye Feimo, I give up. I surrender.*

*Stop tormenting me.*

She decided to be quiet too. Anyone in this situation would feel completely demoralized, utterly clueless on how to respond. She truly realized that she and Ye Feimo had a communication gap; they simply couldn’t communicate.

Wen Nuan was angry, furious, sleepy, and tired. Since there was no one else in the elevator but Ye Feimo, she simply leaned against the wall, hugged herself, and tried to sleep. Let him keep tormenting her; she was dead tired.

Wen Nuan leaned into the corner, ignoring Ye Feimo, heavily wanting to sleep.

Ye Feimo’s gaze flickered over her, his eyes narrowing in displeasure. She hadn’t said a word, and without her chattering, Ye Feimo felt bored, his expression worsening.

Wen Nuan desperately wanted to sleep, feeling deathly tired, but in this situation, she simply couldn’t. Her mind was acutely aware that she and he were currently in an elevator. Wen Nuan sighed helplessly.

Ye Feimo reached out and pressed a button. The elevator doors opened, and Ye Feimo suddenly stepped out. Wen Nuan was startled and quickly followed. They were in the underground parking lot. It was late at night, and most people had left.

There were only four or five cars in the empty parking lot.

Ye Feimo got into his car silently and coldly, not even glancing at Wen Nuan. He drove away. Wen Nuan watched expressionlessly until the car disappeared. Only then did she enter the elevator and go up to the first floor.

She exited from there.

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She didn’t understand.

Nor did she want to.

Between him and her, it was over.

It was late, and the streets were quiet. Wen Nuan hailed a taxi and went home.

She seemed to have passed the point of extreme tiredness, feeling a slight surge of energy. Wen Nuan watched the rapidly disappearing scenery outside the window, numbly curving her lips. The empty smile of a woman was reflected in the mirror.

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Her father and mother were already asleep.

Wen Jing was playing games and hadn’t slept yet.

Wen Nuan greeted Wen Jing and then went back to her room. After a comfortable hot shower, Cai Xiaojing called. Knowing she had returned home, Cai Xiaojing felt relieved and told her to rest well for the next two days. She said nothing else. Wen Nuan was very grateful for Cai Xiaojing’s thoughtfulness.

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