CHAPTER 83: YOU’RE NOT ME

Xu Nuo expressionlessly raised her hand and asked for a cup of milk and a can of sugar. Wen Nuan lowered her head, her etiquette lessons not having been in vain, and gracefully, silently added milk and sugar.

The speaker had no ulterior motive, but the listener took note. Han Bi remembered something. A few days ago, she had arranged to meet Ye Feimo. She had arrived early and presumptuously ordered a cup of coffee for Ye Feimo. During their time together, she had known his tastes like the back of her hand; he liked to drink very strong black coffee.

However, that day, he had only taken one sip and put the coffee aside, ordering a latte instead. She had jokingly asked him why his taste had changed so much, but Ye Feimo had kept a cold face and didn’t answer.

When ordering, Han Bi had also noticed that his tastes had become much lighter. He hadn’t touched his favorite dishes from before.

Perhaps, during the years she had been away, he had really changed a lot.

However, he had only known Wen Nuan for two or three months. Were all these changes because of Wen Nuan?

"So, Miss Wen and Second Young Master are married? I’ve seen Second Young Master these past few days, but he hasn’t mentioned it," Han Bi said with a smile, her composure still impeccable. Apart from the initial shock, she hadn’t shown any sign of losing control.

Wen Nuan raised her eyes and smiled, feigning reserve, and demurely pursed her lips like a proper young lady, looking shy and hesitant to speak. Cheng Anya laughed inwardly, feeling that having an actress as a daughter-in-law wasn’t bad at all.

Han Bi, however, was very disdainful, letting out a cold snort in her heart.

Cheng Anya was displeased to hear that she was still meeting Ye Feimo and said coldly, "Didn’t Feimo tell you to your face that Wen Nuan is his fiancée? Xu Nuo’s work nature isn’t very suitable for wearing jewelry like the ’Rose Tear,’ it would be criticized, so I gave this necklace to Wen Nuan. Can there be any doubt about that? Not being married doesn’t mean she’s not my daughter-in-law. As for you, now that Feimo has a fiancée, you should know your place and stop bothering him."

Han Bi’s expression changed slightly, and she glanced at Wen Nuan again. Wen Nuan lowered her head to drink her coffee, her ears perked up to listen to the gossip, not noticing Han Bi’s meaningful gaze. Han Bi said softly, "Madam Ye, I understand your meaning. However, if Feimo insists on asking me to meet, I can’t refuse, can I?"

Cheng Anya snorted coldly. Han Bi had been in the industry for a few years and had indeed grown a bit bolder. She glanced at Wen Nuan and said, "These days, prices are getting higher, but men are getting cheaper. That saying isn’t wrong. What’s lost is always the best. That’s a man’s cheap psychology, and Feimo is no exception. Han Bi, don’t think that Feimo still has much affection for you. Back then, he didn’t love you much either. It was just a coincidence that you saved his life, and he wanted to repay the favor. It was also a coincidence that my foolish son, being young and inexperienced without a son of his own, took a liking to you. When you left, his ego couldn’t handle it. After all, he had always gotten whatever he wanted since he was a child, with outstanding looks and family background. It was easy for him to get any woman he wanted. When you rejected him, he just felt his ego couldn’t take it, which is why he’s been brooding all these years. Simply put, he couldn’t accept failure in love, not that he loved you to death. Feimo doesn’t even understand what real love is. When you were dating him, how many times a week did you meet? You were struggling in the entertainment industry. What did he do to help you? Did he comfort you when your career faced setbacks? What did he ever promise you? Now look at Wen Nuan. She’s also struggling in the entertainment industry. From the beginning, Feimo put her under his personal protection, thinking of her in everything, protecting her well, not even letting her touch any dirty things. Don’t you understand the difference? So don’t come to me acting like you’re the one my son can’t live without. It makes me sick. I don’t want to hurt my son. You’d better be sensible and not make it so that everyone ends up in an awkward situation."

Wen Nuan’s heart pounded as she listened. What had Ye Feimo secretly done for her? What had he protected her from? He had never told her any of this. Had Madam Ye misunderstood something?

Han Bi’s face turned ashen purple as she listened to Cheng Anya, feeling greatly hit. It wasn’t like this, not like this at all. The truth wasn’t at all what Cheng Anya was saying.

Feimo loved her, loved her very much, not the way she described it.

She wanted to refute Cheng Anya, but doubts began to creep into her heart. Was Feimo really just unable to accept his bruised ego, not that he loved her?

No, no, it must be Cheng Anya’s lies.

Xu Nuo said softly, "It’s said that you suffered a lot of bullying when you first entered the entertainment industry. Feimo seemed indifferent, didn’t he? Think about it, if Wen Nuan were bullied, what would be the fate of the person who bullied her?"

She knew very well what Ye Feimo would do to Brother Xiong, Brother Qiang, and the others tonight. That girl Ye Kelan had been clamoring to go and watch the excitement, and Ye Tianyu was also very interested. Ye Chen and Cheng Anya, considering that Ye Feimo’s methods would definitely be unsuitable for children, hadn’t allowed Ye Tianyu and Ye Kelan to go and watch the fun.

If it was just fighting and killing, Cheng Anya wouldn’t stop her grandson and granddaughter from going to watch.

Anything else was out of the question.

"It’s not like that, Madam Ye. I know you’ve always been prejudiced against me, and I also know that I’ve done some wrong things, but I will correct them. I love Feimo. If it weren’t for your interference, Feimo and I wouldn’t have lived so painfully for so many years," Han Bi’s voice was slightly agitated.

Cheng Anya laughed as if she had heard a joke. "Painful? Have you been in pain? Miss Han, I see you thriving in Hollywood, living a life of such ease and freedom. How have you been in pain? With unlimited glory and a carefree, happy life, I haven’t seen even a trace of pain in you."

"I..." Han Bi was anxious to explain, "I just wanted to make a name for myself in Hollywood to prove that I was worthy of Feimo. What was wrong with that? If it weren’t for that, you wouldn’t have even glanced at me."

Wen Nuan muttered, had Madam Ye really forced Han Bi to this point?

Why did it sound so resentful?

Although she regarded Han Bi as her goal, she couldn’t help but want to believe Cheng Anya.

"Prove what? Prove that you’re worthy of Feimo?" Cheng Anya laughed heartily, her laughter free and elegant. "Han Bi, you’re really funny. Let me tell you the truth. Even if you become the most famous, most incredible, and most accomplished female artist in history today, even if you win the Best Actress Oscar, you still won’t be worthy of my Feimo. My daughter-in-law doesn’t need to be outstanding or eye-catching, as long as she loves my son enough. You’re not qualified."

"I love Feimo!" Han Bi said in a deep voice. "You’re not me, why do you have to deny my feelings?"