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ng wouldn't interfere.As the warmth of the evening enveloped them upstairs, Ye Fei mo stood with his arms crossed, his delicate and handsome face shrouded in the darkness, adding a hint of danger. Cai...She feared this calm Ye Fei Mo even more, always afraid that something would happen to him. The more composed he acted, the more terrified she became.

No matter how bright and shiny the outside may seem, the inside has already rotted.

The most terrifying thing is that this decay is silent and unnoticed.

By the time you realize it, it will be too late for any medicine or remedy to help.

Ye Sanshao poured a glass of juice for Cheng Anyan and glanced at the TV. "Don't watch it, you'll just get more worried."

Cheng Anya didn't know how to say it, so she took the cantaloupe juice and drank it. "It's all Fei Mo's fault that things turned out like this. Aren't you worried Look at him now, I'm really worried that one day the police will make us go identify his body."

"Don't exaggerate, okay"

"How exaggerated is that" Cheng Anya retorted, "I wish I could put a listening device on him, knowing what he's doing and if he's safe 24/7. With something this big happening, he doesn't react at all. Is that normal"

Ye San Shao snorted, "He's never been normal since he was a child. Do you expect him to give you a normal reaction"

"Shut up!" Cheng Anyan couldn't help but exclaim. She didn't believe Ye Sanshao wasn't worried about Ye Feimo. Men always said one thing and meant another, clearly just as anxious about their son as she was, yet put on this indifferent act. Really, was it so embarrassing to admit concern for his son

But then she thought, "Perhaps separating is good for them both. I hope Fei Mo can see things clearly, and I'll feel better too. Next month, Ningning and Xu Nuo will be back. If our family is happy together, maybe it will help Fei Mo recover."

Ye Ningyuan's handover work is nearing its end. The First Terrorist Organization has officially been taken over by Kaka, and Xu Nuo has resigned from the position of Anti-Terrorism Supreme Inspector. She stayed in the United States to wait for Ye Ningyuan's affairs to be resolved as well, so that they could return together and settle down.

Ye Sanshao frowned, "You should worry about his surgery first."

When Cheng Anyu heard this, her heart sank. Bai Ye had called earlier and told them to be mentally prepared. Non-Mo's situation was not optimistic...Cheng Anyu didn't hide anything from Ye Feimo, she honestly told him, hoping to give Ye Feimo some mental preparation as well.

Bai Ye said it was not optimistic, then it must be not optimistic.

The situation is dire.

As soon as she thought of this, Cheng Anya hated Han Bi for the first time. She also blamed herself for being too cautious about Ye Feimo back then and not taking action sooner. Sometimes she even regretted choosing the wrong approach. If she had used a more tactful way, perhaps Fei Mo would have been more accepting and things wouldn't have turned out like this.

"I have already lost my daughter, I don't want to lose my son again…" Cheng Anyu murmured, Ye Sanshao felt a deep pain in his heart.

Azure and non-ink……

The scene of them bickering and playing as children still seems to linger in the living room. Cheng Anya never brings herself to change the furnishings here. Seeing these things evokes memories, and although they don't say it, both know deep down that their daughter is an everlasting ache in their hearts.

Ye Ning was deeply frightened and heartbroken, but she never dared to show it.

Now, Fei Mo is facing a life-or-death situation again, which easily stirs up Cheng Anya's past pain.

They, having been exposed to life and death since their youth, were no longer afraid. They were mentally prepared for it, but when facing their closest loved ones, how could they easily speak of death or acceptance

Hai Lan had spent thirteen years with them, and they couldn't heal the wounds in a lifetime, let alone Fei Mo...

"Don't worry, there will be a turnaround."

Cheng Anya sighed, hoping so.

Yè Fēi Mò was also watching the reception livestream. He watched from his study on the 45th floor of Mingcheng, the curtains blocking out the light inside, leaving it dim. On the livestream, his warm makeup was heavy, unable to hide his exhaustion.

Throughout the entire ordeal, she didn't cry or utter a word of blame against anyone.

She's had so much drama, rumors, scandals, divorce, contract terminations, all negative news. At a press conference, she has to shed a tear or two to act it out. Which female artist isn't like this

However, warmth was absent.

Throughout the entire interview, she maintained a gentle smile. When asked by a reporter why they were getting divorced, she responded with a warm smile, "Personality incompatibility."

Personality clashes are a common excuse for divorce. Many people cite incompatibility as the reason, and Wen Nuan is no exception. This reason is the most persuasive, and he has always refused to comment on the rumors of his divorce.

He knew deep down that he and Wenwen were over.

He's unwilling to accept it, but he has to.

The warm, ruthless words still echoed in his ears, and he was left with a broken body. What was the point of dragging himself through life if they weren't going to divorce

He made her whole.

This relationship, he truly walked through it with great difficulty, experiencing both pain and joy.

Just as he said to Wenwen, even if he's tired, he's willing. But Wenwen doesn't understand this kind of willingness.

His hand in hers, happiness and joy far outweighed pain and weariness.

But these days, he had tasted the bittersweet of life, including pain and despair.

He finally understood, there is nothing more painful than having one's heart die.

Originally, pain cannot be escaped by indulging in intoxication and oblivion, because pain always occupies reason, constantly.

Originally, when a person reaches the extreme of pain, tears won't flow.

Originally, when a person is sad, they are without emotion.

……

"I will bless him, forever bless him, and also thank him for giving me the most brilliant year." At the press conference, this was Wen Nuan's last words, Ye Fei Mo's heart was pierced by these words.

Best wishes...

Do you also know how to give blessings

Divorce is what you call a blessing, warmth You're too heartless.

At this moment, he hated warmth.

Hating warmth deeply, he didn't hate Han Bi. He was only angry at her departure, her abandonment. But warmth… love and hate intertwined, he himself didn't know, was it more love or more hate

This was more than just her most brilliant year; it was also his.

Brilliant for a year, dim for a hundred years.

Perhaps, this was just her and his fate.

This time, when they broke up, he didn't have a big fight or emotional swings, but he couldn't deceive himself.

This wounded heart bleeds every second of every minute.

Every second, every minute, I'm thinking about the woman who hurt me.

In a relationship between a man and a woman, the one who gives more will be hurt more.

He brought it on himself.

If only there wasn't so much love.

Ye Fei Mo let out a strange laugh, he would never love again.

And never will be happy again.

Looking at the photo in the frame on his desk, the warm smile radiating from it was bright and radiant. Though his expression wasn't particularly good, the two of them appeared quite harmonious, their eyes seeming to overflow with happiness.

Love is in full bloom.

Warmth, have you really stopped loving me

Ye Fei Mo covered his aching stomach. The pain had been increasing in frequency recently, both physical and mental anguish, a double torment. Ye Fei Mo knew his illness had worsened, flaring up ahead of schedule. Mo Ye Yan, I never thought you would come to this.” John’s gun pointed at him coldly, his eyes narrowed dangerously, “You relentlessly pursued us, driving our brothers to have nowhere to go. What do...