CHAPTER 370: DON’T WORRY, I’M HERE

Wen Nuan went to heat up the pork liver porridge. Ye Feimo rubbed his waist and thought to himself that Wen Nuan was really trying to fatten him up. It would be a miracle if he didn’t gain weight eating a late-night meal at midnight.

Ye Feimo walked over, propped his chin on his hand in a slightly conflicted manner, and waited for Wen Nuan to feed him. He couldn’t help but say, "Wen Nuan, I just lost four pounds."

"Why does your weight fluctuate so much?" Wen Nuan turned around and brought out the heated pork liver porridge. "I’ve gained two pounds recently. Sister Xiaojing won’t let my weight go over 94 pounds. She’s so ruthless. She doesn’t even consider how tall I am. 100 pounds is a very normal weight for me. This pork liver porridge is very nutritious and won’t make you gain fat. It’s fine to eat a lot of it."

Ye Feimo ate the crisp asparagus and was in a very good mood. He looked at the steaming pork liver porridge and raised an eyebrow at Wen Nuan. "Do you really not know that pork liver porridge is a meal for pregnant women?"

Wen Nuan was speechless.

After a shower, Ye Feimo helped Wen Nuan apply ointment. Her bruise had been treated with hot water, and the blood had dispersed, leaving a large purplish-red area. Ye Feimo applied the ointment, and Wen Nuan lay down comfortably, falling asleep. Today had been exhausting for her.

"I fought on the street. Is it going to be a problem?" she asked.

"It’s nothing. Tang Mandong was the one fighting. You were just on the sidelines cheering."

"Of course. I’m not good at fighting. One punch and I’d be done for. When it comes to fighting, I stay as far away as possible."

"Smart!" Ye Feimo praised her. After applying the ointment, Wen Nuan was too tired and was already falling asleep. Ye Feimo turned her over, turned on the bedside lamp, and gently held her in his arms. It took him a while to get used to the light in the room.

He had been in a bad mood all day. He regretted what he had said to her in the afternoon. He had unintentionally hurt her. He had a few more drinks at dinner. The more he thought about it, the more he regretted it. Little White Mo and Tang Shuwen had noticed something was wrong. Little White Mo guessed what was on his mind, but Ye Feimo didn’t tell them why they had argued. When he came out, he heard two girls saying that Wen Nuan had been hit by a car and that the fight had been posted online. He was terrified, thinking something had happened to her. Luckily, he checked and found out that she was fine. Not only was she fine, but she had also bought so many things.

She must have been in a bad mood, which was why she went on a shopping spree to relieve her stress.

How could Ye Feimo not know about the sadness in her heart? But she still came home smiling, forgetting all the unpleasantness. That was Wen Nuan. She always brought happiness to others.

She was sleeping soundly, looking sweet with a faint smile on her lips. Ye Feimo brushed the hair from her face and whispered in her ear, "I’m sorry."

Wen Nuan seemed to have heard him, and she seemed not to have. She snuggled closer to him and slept very comfortably.

The next day, Wen Nuan woke up. Ye Feimo hadn’t gone to work yet. She vaguely remembered that it was Saturday. She was feeling sleepy and went back to sleep. Ye Feimo also lay in bed with her, reading a detective novel.

He held the book with one hand and stroked her long hair with the other. The air was filled with a sweet and gentle feeling. Words could be fake, but this cozy atmosphere was real.

Wen Nuan slept in until ten o’clock before getting up. She looked at Ye Feimo groggily. "Why aren’t you at work?"

"It’s the weekend."

"I’m so sleepy..." Wen Nuan turned over, hugged his waist, and went back to sleep.

Ye Feimo patted her face. "Get up. Change your clothes and let’s go shopping."

"Let me just close my eyes for a little while longer."

"Why are you sleeping so much recently?"

"I don’t know. I’m just tired," Wen Nuan mumbled. Work was hard. She was constantly stretching and doing exercises. She was physically exhausted every day, so a chance to sleep in was a rare opportunity.

"Even if you’re tired, get up. Let’s go out to eat."

"There are still groceries in the fridge. I’ll cook later."

"Little White Mo and Shuwen said that since filming is starting tomorrow, they want to have a get-together at our place today. There aren’t enough groceries in the fridge," Ye Feimo said. He didn’t want to agree at first, but Lin Ning and Tang Shuwen had been wanting to have a get-together at their place for a long time. Plus, Wen Nuan was a great cook, and they all wanted to eat her food. Since she was in the headlines because of the fight, and *Liang Hongyu* was starting to film tomorrow, it would be too conspicuous for a large group of them to go out to eat. It was better to have a get-together at home.

Wen Nuan suddenly opened her eyes. They were coming to their home?

Ye Feimo was happy. The girl was finally awake.

"You agreed?"

"Why wouldn’t I agree?"

"Don’t you hate being bothered by people?"

"They’re our good friends and family, not outsiders. Besides, you and Mandong are in the headlines. If you go out, the entertainment reporters will take pictures and ask you all sorts of questions. It’s better to just eat at home," Ye Feimo said. "We can just go out and buy the groceries."

Wen Nuan got up and rubbed her eyes. "I knew I was in the headlines again. What did they say about me?"

"Just some gossip. It’s not worth listening to. It’s no big deal," Ye Feimo said calmly, clearly not concerned about the matter. "I had someone investigate the minivan from yesterday. It was confirmed that someone messed with it and targeted you. From now on, you’ll go to the company with me. When you’re on set, you’ll go with Little White Mo, and he’ll drive you back after work."

When he brought this up, Ye Feimo’s voice was low and filled with killing intent. He had received a call from Tang Shuwen that morning about the premeditated attack. Someone had definitely messed with the car. But the person was very smart. No traces were found. Tang Shuwen sent people to analyze all the traces, hoping to find the person, but there were no clues. The person was a professional killer but wanted to make it look like an accident.

He would not be merciful to anyone who dared to touch her.

"Someone tried to kill me?" Wen Nuan was slightly surprised. She turned to look at Ye Feimo. His expression was calm, as if he didn’t care. She didn’t know if he was looking down on his opponent or if he was too confident.

"Yes. We start filming *Liang Hongyu* tomorrow. I’ll tell Little White Mo about this, and he’ll be in charge of picking you up and dropping you off. From now on, you have to tell me where you’re going, and you’re not allowed to get close to strangers," Ye Feimo said.

Wen Nuan turned her head and frowned slightly. Who would want to kill her? She had always been very careful with her relationships with people, fearing that she would offend someone. Compared to other artists who would easily get angry with their assistants, she was a saint. Who would want to kill her?

If it weren’t for Chunmiao last night... Wen Nuan started to feel scared. It was too close.

Ye Feimo wrapped his arm around Wen Nuan’s shoulder. "Don’t worry. I’m here. You’ll be fine."

"Okay, I understand," Wen Nuan said with a slight smile. "I’ll go get ready, and then we can go buy groceries."