CHAPTER 70: THOUGHTLESS WORDS

The moment Ye Feimo saw Wen Nuan, his initial feeling wasn’t blame, but worry—had she been bullied? Was she sad, upset, scared?

So when Wen Nuan threw herself into his arms, he held her tightly, and at that moment, he felt a sense of relief.

His clumsy little girl, when in danger, would instinctively turn to him. When hurt, she would uncontrollably seek comfort in his embrace. He felt a surge of something akin to happiness.

However, that chaotic scene also reminded him of Han Bi from a few years ago.

It reminded him of all the different kinds of women he had encountered over the years, all striving to climb the ladder, their tactics, their scheming. He couldn’t help but feel angry...

It was as if history was repeating itself.

He inherently held some prejudice against artists.

Perhaps Wen Nuan had gone out to drink and sing willingly. Maybe she only resisted and caused such a commotion because Brother Xiong had gone too far.

Han Bi was like that, and so was Wen Nuan. Were all female artists this cheap?

He had thought Wen Nuan was different, but in the end, she was no different from those other female artists.

At this moment, Ye Feimo’s mind was filled with all the unpleasant scenes he had witnessed in the past, almost associating all of them with Wen Nuan.

Ye Feimo didn’t know that his words had exploded in Wen Nuan’s heart like a bomb, shattering all her self-esteem and pride. Ye Feimo had actually said such things about her?

Acting aloof? Acting pure? Happily running off to drink, dine, and sing? Cheap?

In his heart, was that the kind of woman she was?

With an ice pack on her face, she felt as if she had been slapped several times. These slaps were heavier and more forceful than Brother Xiong’s, shattering her self-respect. Her tears fell like broken pearls.

Cai Xiaojing knew that Ye Feimo was worried and had spoken without thinking. These words were too harsh in blaming Wen Nuan. Ye Feimo was so angry that he had lost his reason, but seeing her cry, his lost rationality slowly returned.

Realizing the terrible things he had said, Ye Feimo was filled with remorse, but he stubbornly didn’t show it on his face, still maintaining a cold demeanor. Wen Nuan wiped away her tears and smiled emptily. "Yes, to get ahead, I happily ran off to drink, dine, sing, and sleep with people. It was my choice, I was willing. Are you satisfied now? Didn’t you know how cheap I am? I worried about your stomach problems, asking your mother what kind of food would be better for your stomach. I worried about your attacks, and no matter how busy or tired I was, I would prepare three meals for you. I even warmed your bed for you every day, all for free, you could enjoy it for free. Where else could you find such a cheap maid and free body pillow? How cheap I am! Did you only realize that today? Where have you been all this time?"

"Wen Nuan!" Ye Feimo snapped. Hearing these words from Wen Nuan’s mouth, Ye Feimo felt a mix of emotions.

He almost instantly regretted the thoughtless words he had just spoken.

So, she had been cooking for him no matter how busy or tired because she was afraid his stomach problems would flare up. Sometimes she had already eaten, but as soon as she heard he hadn’t, she would immediately rush to the kitchen to make him a late-night snack.

"Get out!" Wen Nuan turned her tear-filled face away. Ye Feimo was exasperated and didn’t know what to say to her. Wen Nuan sniffled, roughly grabbing a tissue to wipe away her tears and snot, pulling at the wound on her face, the pain causing tears to keep falling. She didn’t know if it was from grievance or real pain.

Cai Xiaojing had never seen the usually good-tempered Wen Nuan speak so sharply to Ye Feimo. In her eyes, Wen Nuan was very kind and simple. As long as she wasn’t provoked, she was really easy to get along with.

She always brought joy to people.

Even though she and Ye Feimo always bickered, and Ye Feimo would often suddenly mock her, she would happily fight back, being cute and clever. This was the first time she had seen her lose her temper.

The petulant action of roughly wiping away her tears and snot was indescribably adorable.

"President Ye, I received a call from President Zhang. He said that Xu Yongchang visited the set this afternoon and took a liking to Wen Nuan. He used the excuse of treating the crew to dinner tonight, poured a lot of alcohol down their throats at the dinner table, and then took them to KTV without explanation. Wen Nuan and the others didn’t realize Young Master Xu had ulterior motives. He was worried Wen Nuan would suffer and called me. As soon as I heard, I rushed to the bar but was called here by you halfway there. You really misunderstood Wen Nuan," Cai Xiaojing said.

Wen Nuan snorted coldly. "Xiaojing-jie, you don’t need to explain for me. He didn’t misunderstand me. It was because I saw Young Master Xu was handsome and rich that I stuck to him like a puppy. It’s my fault for suffering, it’s my cheapness. He didn’t misunderstand."

Wen Nuan felt that she, who had rushed into Ye Feimo’s arms the moment she saw him, was as stupid as ten pigs.

"Wen Nuan, shut up. Say one less word," Cai Xiaojing tugged at her hand, signaling her not to speak. Ye Feimo’s face was completely black. Wen Nuan was also a stubborn person. After Ye Feimo said those things to her, she wouldn’t say a single good word.

Ye Feimo stood up with a gloomy face, walked out the door, and slammed it shut with a bang. The loud noise made the floor seem to shake. Wen Nuan snorted indifferently. "Does he think he’s the only one who knows how to slam doors? I know how too."

Wen Nuan pouted, feeling infinitely wronged. She had been bullied, couldn’t he at least comfort her? Okay, she had indeed been a bit careless, but she hadn’t known it would turn out like this.

Cai Xiaojing glared at her. "You can still argue with him? You’re alright?"

"Who said I’m alright? Xiaojing-jie, look at my face, and look at my shoulder..." Wen Nuan decisively pulled open her clothes to show her wounds, her cuteness making Cai Xiaojing feel a little less bad.

This girl Wen Nuan had good resilience and was naturally optimistic. If other girls encountered such a thing, they would probably need many days to recover, always feeling scared and unable to forget. But she was already smiling after just a few hours.

She had been extremely worried just now, but seeing her like this, Cai Xiaojing felt relieved.

Managing this kind of artist was the easiest for a manager.

She belonged to the kind of person who could quickly get back on her feet no matter how big the setback. This kind of personality was very suitable for the ups and downs of the entertainment industry, and it also saved her a lot of worry.

She didn’t like overly delicate women, like Han Bi back then, who was always weak and pitiful, acting as if the whole world owed her after even the slightest setback.

"Honestly, looking at you, have you completely forgotten the danger just now?" Cai Xiaojing felt terrified just listening, was Wen Nuan too thick-skinned, or did she really not care?