The CEO's Substitute Ex-Wife-Chapter 160: The Ultimate Foolishness

"This is the epitome of foolishness. If my mom and dad knew, they’d die laughing," Ye Feimo fumed, once he was full. "When have I ever done something so idiotic?"

Since meeting Wen Nuan, his actions had become progressively more brainless, sinking to new lows of absurdity. This incident was truly top-tier foolishness.

It even seemed to be setting new records for stupidity, and Ye Feimo was so mortified he nearly smashed the plate.

Why should that Young Master Fang be so at ease in the Wen family, surrounded by warmth and tenderness, while he was stuck eating the same dishes alone, thinking of Wen Nuan, but facing only the cold emptiness of his room?

This was too humiliating.

When did **Ye Feimo** ever regress so much, to be led by the nose by a woman to this extent?

*No, he absolutely had to turn the situation around.*

Hence, today’s dinner invitation.

Ye Feimo had deliberately made things difficult for Wen Nuan earlier, making her peel shrimp and debone fish, intentionally drinking to make her feel distressed, and purposely feigning drunkenness to keep her by his side.

Wen Nuan should have been making food for him. Why should she be making it for Fang Liucheng? Ye Feimo was genuinely feeling a sense of crisis.

The thought of Fang Liucheng constantly visiting and the Wen family parents being so welcoming to him, creating so many opportunities for him and Wen Nuan—Fang Liucheng was clearly favored in the Wen household.

He had to hold onto Wen Nuan tightly. No matter how fierce this battle became, it didn’t matter.

As long as he held onto Wen Nuan, everything else would fall into place.

All historical battles teach us that no matter how strong your forces, you must have your own people in key positions.

"Make it for me," Ye Feimo said coolly, his expression indicating, "I absolutely must eat this. If you don’t make it, I’ll make you."

"There are plenty of people to make it if you want to eat. Why do you need me to make it for you? I don’t want to," Wen Nuan turned her face away. *It seems he was looking at her braised pork and stir-fried vermicelli with crab roe, not at her.*

*Hmph, he wants a nanny, does he? Call household services then.*

"I only want you to make it," Ye Feimo said very seriously, then suddenly embraced Wen Nuan, turning her to face him. Wen Nuan was incredibly embarrassed in this position; it was too suggestive under everyone’s gaze.

"Ye Feimo, put me down."

"Move back in and live with me," Ye Feimo said in a low voice, his expression very serious. Although his face was alarmingly flushed, suggesting he was drunk, his words were coherent. Wen Nuan found it hard to believe he was truly intoxicated.

Wen Nuan frowned, only then realizing what they had been doing from earlier until now. **Flirting?**

*Idiot Wen Nuan! You actually forgot that he insulted you, and you forgot that he almost raped you! Are you too forgetful?* This matter remained a thorn in Wen Nuan’s heart. It was impossible for Ye Feimo to simply gloss over it as if nothing happened.

"Ye Feimo, do you always act as if nothing happened after every argument?" Wen Nuan asked in a low voice. *Did her liking him grant him the right to hurt her?*

*To be hurt, then foolishly go back and live with him, cook for him, prepare his meals, only to be cursed as a bitch or an actress when he’s unhappy, and then almost raped again when he’s displeased?*

She wasn’t that cheap.

Ye Feimo gazed deeply at her. Wen Nuan didn’t avoid his eyes. After all these days, her anger had simmered down. She had lingered below Famous City Apartment many times but never went up to see him.

Especially at dinner time, she always worried about him.

She couldn’t lie to herself, couldn’t forget him, couldn’t tell herself she wasn’t worried about him at all.

Ye Feimo suddenly picked Wen Nuan up, holding her horizontally across his lap. He leaned in and deeply kissed her lips. Wen Nuan, fearing she would fall, had to wrap her arms around his neck.

He kissed her deeply, until her lips and tongue felt numb. Wen Nuan, for some reason, actually returned his kiss. Ye Feimo deepened the kiss. Couples embracing and kissing in the street were already a common sight.

The people around them were dancing, the music was fervent, and no one noticed them.

Ye Feimo finally had his fill. His nose touched hers, their lips only half an inch apart, breathing in sync, as if they were one, inseparable.

"Nuan Nuan, I’m sorry."

He cupped her face, gently kissing her lips. With each kiss, he murmured an apology.

Wen Nuan lay on his lap, her arms wrapped around his neck, her nose tingling, her eyes welling up with tears. Ye Feimo’s heart tightened. He kissed her eyes. "I’m sorry. It won’t happen again."

"Bastard!" Wen Nuan said playfully. She hadn’t expected Ye Feimo to apologize. Although she had desperately wished for his apology, hearing it now, a powerful emotion surged within her, erupting like a volcanic eruption. freewebnoveℓ.com

"Yes, I’m a bastard. Will you forgive this bastard just this once, okay?"

Wen Nuan put her arms around his neck, sat up, cupped his face, and kissed him deeply. She rarely initiated a kiss with Ye Feimo, so if he still didn’t understand the meaning of such a gesture, he wouldn’t be Ye Feimo.

He thoroughly enjoyed her kiss.

He had never been so happy, simply because he had received a woman’s forgiveness and pardon. Joy sang within him, soaring incessantly. Ye Feimo pulled her closer, responding to her passion with an even deeper kiss.

"Will you move back in?"

Wen Nuan nodded. Ye Feimo was so delighted he couldn’t help but kiss her again. Wen Nuan clasped his shoulders, still sitting in his lap. "But we need to set some rules."

"Okay, tell me," Ye Feimo readily agreed.

Never mind three rules; he’d agree to thirty.

Wen Nuan tilted her head in thought, then pursed her lips. "Ye Feimo, I don’t want to be presumptuous, but you’re trying to pursue me, aren’t you?"

Ye Feimo coughed twice, uncomfortably nodding. Wen Nuan didn’t rush him. After a long moment, Ye Feimo awkwardly nodded.

He could feel that Wen Nuan liked him too; it wasn’t just him. So what if he admitted it?

Wen Nuan smiled. "Oh, so you’ve finally reached this point! I should have known; I wouldn’t have forgiven you so soon. I should have strung you along for a few more days."

Ye Feimo glared at her. Wen Nuan said, "Although I agree to move back in, it doesn’t mean you’ve won me over. So, you have to keep pursuing me, got it?"

"Do you have to be so difficult?" Before even winning her over, Young Master Ye started complaining. He had done so much for her; wasn’t that pursuing her? Other women would have fallen for it after ten tries.

"What if I’m difficult? Take it or leave it. I’m not sold yet; I can always be put back on the shelf," Wen Nuan said, her little tail wagging.

"Fine," Ye Feimo said decisively. "Pursuit it is."

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