g warmly to welcome them. Tang Shuwen gently set Chen Xueru down and whispered in her ear, "Honey, you should go on a diet."Chen Xueru smiled but said nothing.Chen Xier, standing at 169 cm and weighin...089 Non Ink and Han Bi 2

"Mr. President, Miss Han Bi asks if you have time to see her; she has a manuscript of a novel for you," his secretary Zhang Ling inquired. Ye Feimeng paused, then said, "Let her come in."

The door opened, and Han Bi entered with a small bag in hand, while her agent Linda remained outside.

"What do you want" he crossed his arms, leaning back against the leather chair. Even seated, there was an air of domineering arrogance that was unapproachable, causing the smile on Han Bi's face to subtly fade away.

"This is the signed poster I promised to Miss Wen." Han Bi walked over and put the small bag on his desk.

Ye Feimo pressed his lips together as he looked at her, "Miss Han, didn't Nuannuan say you were supposed to deliver it to the Ming Cheng Apartment Why did you bring it here"

Han Bi's heart skipped a beat. She had come to him today with joy in her heart, but hadn't expected him to be so cold towards her. Did he not want to make up

She stood before him rather awkwardly.

Ye Feimo's gaze seemed like the sharpest knife, dissecting her layer by layer.

He also appeared to be watching her make a fool of herself with a sense of satisfaction that was akin to revenge.

Han Bi had been in the entertainment industry for ten years and had seen all kinds of situations, yet she still felt at a loss when facing him.

"Feimo, you know this is just an excuse for me to see you. Why make things so awkward for me"

Yè Fēimò's eyes revealed no emotion, was he making her feel embarrassed

Han Bi, do you not know what embarrassment is

Back then, when he witnessed that scene, that was true humiliation.

"Miss Han wants to pursue me" Ye Feimo raised his eyebrows and asked seriously as if he couldn't understand Han Bi's feelings.e, it turned out to be from Tang Mandong asking her, "Warming, what exactly are you doing"The text jolted her back to reality—what indeed was she doing Why had things turned out this way How did they...