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  "Alright!" Cheng Anya agreed readily.

  Cheng An Ya was picking peaches while watching Wen Nuan seriously selecting beside her, and couldn't help but give a high score. Ni Mo's vision this time wasn't bad.

  "Miss Wen, where are you studying?" Cheng An Ya asked with a smile.

  "A great performance, Mrs. Ye, you can call me Warmth." Warmth smiled, being called Miss Warm by a high-ranking and powerful figure in the entertainment circle made her feel a bit uncomfortable. Entertainment show.

  "What's with the performance?" Cheng An Ya's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her smile fading a bit. She couldn't help but steal a few more glances at Wen Nuan, picking out a few loquats and putting them in his bag. She asked nonchalantly, "Did you sign up for An Ning?"

  "Yes." Wen Nuan didn't notice Cheng Anya's emotions and replied innocently, Cheng Anya nodded and her smile disappeared.

  Wen Nuan didn't notice the displeasure in Cheng Anya's heart, and after thinking for a moment, she asked: "Mrs. Ye, since Ye Fei Mo has stomach problems, what should be cooked for him to eat?"

  Cheng An Ya was taken aback, looking at her deeply, "You..."

  She thought that someone with Cheng An Ya's status must not understand household chores, and she asked the wrong person. She smiled and said, "You don't know either, actually I don't understand either, I only know how to make some home-cooked dishes, his taste is heavier, you say, stomach isn't good, eating lighter is better?"

  "Yes." Cheng Anya smiled, tilting her head to look at the food in the cart, all of which were Ye Feimo's favorites. Cheng Anya thought that perhaps she and Han Bi were different, but having been in the entertainment industry for ten years, she had seen many artists who didn't care about themselves in order to climb higher, so she had some biases against artists in her heart.

  This girl looks pretty good, at least her taste in people is not bad.

  Unfortunately, she misjudged Han Bi a few years ago. She hoped that Wen Nuan and Han Bi were different, otherwise...Cheng Anya sneered coldly in her heart, she would not allow anyone to hurt her son again.

  Nobody is allowed!

  "Are you usually the one who cooks?"

  "Of course, Ye Fei Mo can be a bit difficult to serve." Warmly murmuring, Cheng An Ya lightly laughed and indeed found it more challenging. She joked: "You're really having a hard time, Miss Wen."

  "It's okay, it's okay..."

  While chatting, Wen Nuan couldn't help but scold Ye Fei Mo a few times. Cheng An Ya laughed and joined in to scold her own son together with Wen Nuan. Wen Nuan felt that this Mrs. Ye wasn't so difficult to get along with after all, as she was willing to join forces with her to speak ill of Fei Mo.

  "Anything else to buy?"

  "It's all gone." Warmly looking at having bought enough, suddenly remembered lunchbox, "Right, lunchbox."

  Two women, one big and one small, went to pick out lunchboxes. Wen Nuan chose several but wasn't satisfied with any of them. Cheng An Ya thought she was going to bring her lunch and suggested a few options. Wen Nuan shook her head, "These can't hold soup, Ye Fei Mo said he likes drinking soup."

  "Is this for Fei Mai? Does he want to bring his lunch?" Cheng An Ya raised an eyebrow in surprise.

  "No, he said he didn't eat much for lunch today and usually orders takeout. Isn't his stomach not good? It's not good to always eat greasy takeout. Anyway, my cooking skills are pretty good, I'll make it for him and he can bring it to the company in the morning." Warmly smiled.

  Cheng Anya smiled, this girl was really kind and lovely, simple and innocent. Ye Fei Mo's stomach problem was very serious, she had long instructed Zhang Ling to pay attention to his three meals, the menu was all set by her, Zhang Ling just needed to follow it.

  However, the food made at home and takeout are indeed different. The warm thoughts are right, from the beginning to now, I've always heard Warmth say that Fei Mo has stomach problems. Cheng An Ya thought, if Han Bi had been so concerned about Fei Mo back then, perhaps she wouldn't have made such a big mistake, and she wouldn't have become so heartless.

  Finally, I chose a thermos lunch box that can hold rice, dishes and soup. Then I picked an ordinary bento box.

  She asked for Cheng Anya's opinion, Cheng Anya nodded and smiled warmly, putting it into the shopping cart.

  "Mrs Ye, are you here for Ye Fei Mo?" Wen Nuan asked as they went to settle the bill.

  Cheng Anya nodded, intending to go see Fei Mo. But looking at it this way, she could worry less about Fei Mo in the future.

  "Are you with Fei Mo?" asked Cheng An Ya.

  Warmth stunned, this question made her very embarrassed, not knowing how to explain the strange relationship between her and Ye Fei Mo, especially when the person asking was Cheng An Ya, she didn't know what to say.

  She and Ye Fei Mo have a contractual relationship.

  But he didn't force her, and it's hard to say they were lovers, nor was it a contractual relationship, which lacked a bit of entanglement, so Wen Nuan didn't know how to respond.

  Cheng Anya saw her difficulty and understood in her heart, but she didn't ask either.

  Maybe it's because she's with Wozhou and Fei Mo together, or maybe it's for some other reason that she's with Fei Mo together. Anyway, there are only these two possibilities, but no matter what, as long as she treats Fei Mo well, genuinely cares about him, and truly loves him, she won't mind.

  The motives of the two people for being together in the first place are irrelevant.

  Even if she really likes Ye Fei Mo's money and status, what's the big deal? If Ye Fei Mo likes warmth, he doesn't care, and his parents don't mind either. Cheng An Ya understands better than anyone that this child, Ye Fei Mo, has a hard time loving again.

  If warmth was his redemption, perhaps she would be more tolerant of him.

  At least for now, it seems like this girl cares about Nemuri, even if she doesn't like her warm identity.

  "I'm just asking casually, you don't have to answer," said Cheng An Ya with a smile.

  When settling the bill, Cheng Anya noticed that Wen Nuan's card was not Mo's, and raised an eyebrow. This was strange, as Mo had never given his card to a woman before.

  These two people lived together like husband and wife.

  Noticing Cheng Anya's gaze, she felt warm as she looked at the card in her hand, and for a moment, it was as if she had been scalded. In this short period of time, she got along quite well with Cheng Anya.

  She didn't want Cheng Anya to think she was a gold digger, but didn't know how to explain the card in her hand.

  This card can only be used in the city, it won't work anywhere else.

  She didn't have any money on her, and daily life could only be paid by Ye Fei Mo. Originally, she was going to wait until she made some money to pay him back, but seeing Cheng An Ya's gaze sweep over the card, Wen Nuan felt a little warm and embarrassed.

  Cheng An Ya also realized that her gaze had hurt Wen Nuan, so she smiled and said: "Don't misunderstand, you and Fei Mo are together, it's only natural for him to pay for your daily expenses. I'm just surprised, this is the first time he's given a card to a girl."

  "Really?" Warmly patted on the head.