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  The person you like?

  Does she still like Fang Liucheng? The thought made Ye Fei Mo feel uncomfortable, his eyes coldly staring at Wen Nuan, so chilly that it almost froze him into ice. Wen Nuan was already used to Ye Fei Mo's unpredictable mood swings, and he pursed his lips, lowered his head to eat, ignoring him.

  This man's temper is hard to fathom, she'd better not touch his horn. Entertainment show.

  "Miss Wen, have you forgotten about Fang Liucheng?"

  "I've liked him for over ten years, how can I forget so easily." Wēn Nuǎn said with some sadness, Yè Fēi Mò suddenly stood up with a loud noise and went upstairs, his back showing heavy anger.

  Warmly blinking eyes, loudly asked: "What's wrong with you?"

  Ye Fei Mo ignored her and went upstairs, warmly pursing his lips, "This person is just like the sixth month of the year."

  Easy come easy go.

  After dinner and washing dishes, he hesitated for a moment, put on his wallet and transportation card, changed into a pair of sports shoes and went downstairs.

  She took a taxi to the nearby city, bought some pork, beef, curry, shrimp, pork chops and other meat dishes, also bought asparagus, mushrooms, kiwi, green vegetables, coriander.

  Looking at the full basket, warm in the onion and sleeve radish stood for a while, "picky eating, this habit is not good." Entertainment show

  She thought for a moment and bought several onions and a few stalks of celery.

  He doesn't eat, she eats.

  One day, there will be turnips and onions on the dinner table, see what you can pick then.

  People are used to being picky eaters, but when there's nothing to eat, they can swallow anything.

  Selected ingredients, bought some milk and yogurt, warm and pushed the cart to choose lunch boxes.

  She wanted to go back and cook for Ye Fei Mo, pack it up, so he could take a lunchbox to the company tomorrow, that way he wouldn't have to eat takeout anymore. His stomach wasn't good, always eating greasy takeout was not as good as eating her cooking.

  "I must be a masochist." Wen Nuan knocked her own head, thinking of Ye Ershao's annoying face, she felt very conflicted. Just when they were eating, she was still thinking about letting him die from illness, but every now and then she would go to the market to buy vegetables and lunchboxes for him to bring back as bentos. What else could it be besides being a masochist?

  However, she did not expect to meet Cheng Anya in this city.

  Cheng An Ya didn't expect either that she would meet Wen Nuan here.

  Ming City Apartments is quite far from Ye's house, and it's closer to Anning International. After Ye Fei Mo moved in, Cheng An Ya would come visit him at irregular intervals, and each time she came, she would help him restock his fridge.

  This time out in a hurry, chose the nearest city supermarket near Mingcheng apartment to buy things, did not expect to meet warmth.

  Anyone who has made a name for themselves in the entertainment industry knows this Mrs. Ye, wife of Ye Chen and originally his secretary, later becoming the general manager of Anning International Entertainment Department, a position she held for over ten years, during which time Anning fostered countless stars, with Mrs. Ye making great contributions.

  It is said that this lady appears gentle and virtuous, but her methods are cold and hard. Like Ye San Shao, she is a person with iron-blooded means, and her resolute and ruthless style is well-known in the entertainment industry.

  Later, after Ye Fei Mo took power, the couple handed over their powers and no longer managed the business.

  These were what Cai Xiao Jing told her. Everyone who mixed with An Ning back then knew that it was better to offend Ye San Shao than to offend Mrs. Ye.

  Han Bi said she had hit a mandarin duck before, Wen Nuan thought that this naive little white rabbit would be better off taking a detour when seeing the mother yaksha, although this mother yaksha also looked like a small white rabbit.

  Thinking of this, she gave a warm and false smile, pretended not to see Cheng Anya, pushed the cart, turned her head and ran away.

  Cheng An Ya raised an eyebrow, seemingly smiling yet not quite, as she watched Wen Nuan's back view walking away with the stroller. Was she that scary?

  She was wearing a white shirt, black shorts, and pink sneakers, revealing a pair of slender, straight, and fair legs. She looked vibrant and lovely to the extreme. Cheng Anya thought coolly that her son indeed had good fortune.

  Cheng An Ya knew she had been recognized from her warm gestures, was it necessary to run so fast?

  She remembered that day in the elevator, this girl kept shrinking her presence, and when the elevator stopped, she ran faster than a rabbit. This scene was somewhat similar to that day, and it was unexpected to see her here, Cheng Anya.

  That day, Wen Nuan said that she would stay until the summer vacation, it was already late August, the summer vacation was about to end, and she still lived in Fei Mo's place?

  Run, run, the city is just this big, it's still easy to block someone. Cheng Anya thought calmly.

  Wiping sweat, mom, why is Ye Furen also in the city? Warming forgot to buy a lunch box, only thinking of pushing the cart and checking out, who knew she was blocked by Cheng Anya at the fruit stand.

  Warm tears.

  This time we have to turn around and run, this car is still hard to push.

  There were more people nearby, she looked away, her smile a bit distorted.

  Cheng An Ya felt more and more that she was lovely, "Fei Mo likes kiwi very much, why don't you buy some?"

  She looked at the warm cart, it was really magnificent, could a single girl like her carry so many things? Thinking back to when she was a young girl, Ye San always carried things for her, when did he surpass her.

  She smiled warmly and pulled a bag to go pick peaches, but suddenly stopped. Isn't this self-incrimination? She was thinking of saying that if Cheng Anya asked her if she lived with Ye Feimo, she would deny it to death, but the other person's one sentence had already exposed her.

  It's even more touching now.

  Cheng An Ya smiled lightly and curtsied with a 90-degree bow, calling out in a very well-behaved tone, "Hello, Mrs. Ye."

  "How well-behaved! You're actually so polite." Cheng Anya couldn't help but laugh, "I was originally going to buy some provisions for Fei Mo, looks like it's not needed after all."

  Wen Nuan had picked out a whole cart full of goods, and Cheng An Ya couldn't help but think that she seemed to be preparing for a banquet.

  Warmth didn't know how to respond, scratched his head, and finally said honestly, "I've been quite busy lately, and he won't come out to buy things, so I'll just buy a lot at once, haha..."

  She burst out laughing, as if she had bought a lot.

  "Let's pick some more fruits." Cheng An Ya suggested, nodding warmly, "Does he really love eating kiwi?"

  "Except for apples, he eats everything."

  "Really picky eater, an apple a day keeps the doctor away, yet you don't eat apples?" Warmly ridiculing.

  Cheng An Ya keenly spotted the scallions, onions and green peppers, smiling: "He doesn't eat onions, scallions or green peppers either."

  "It just slipped out, I meant to."

  Cheng An Ya was taken aback, her face flushed with anger. This remark seemed to be boasting in front of someone's mother, "I'm abusing your son, come and beat me up, come and beat me up!" Wen Nuan was speechless.