An Ning International Group, President's Office.
Ye Feimo looked coldly at Wen Nuan who came to him on her own initiative. The woman was wearing a white shirt, jeans, and a pair of canvas shoes, and her soft long hair looked very elegant.
She wasn't a breathtakingly beautiful woman, but she exuded the warmth and freshness of the girl next door. At this moment, she was quietly standing in front of him and said, "Mr. Ye, does your words from yesterday still count?"
She stood nervously in front of him, her palms sweaty.
A long silence.
He remained silent, making Wen Nuan feel awkward. This situation was akin to her offering herself, only to be rejected. She deeply understood Ye Feimo's words: "When you come to me on your own initiative, I won't be so easy to deal with."
In comparison, she was indeed easier to talk to last night.
When she was silent, there was a terrifying air pressure in a ten-meter radius with her as the center.
When he is silent, there is a terrifying pressure within a ten-meter radius around him.
"Miss Wen, are you playing hard to get?" Just when Wen Nuan was feeling extremely embarrassed, Ye Feimo finally spoke up, and with just a few words, he turned Wen Nuan's accumulated courage into anger.
As soon as she met his deep, cold gaze, her anger seemed to encounter ice and instantly cooled down. He watched as the flames in the woman's eyes extinguished inch by inch.
It had lost its fierce, as if it had to compromise for something.
He sneered and think that this happened everywhere in the world. If a shortcut was available, no one would be willing to take the long road.
"It's a strategy of feigning indifference to capture interest," Wen Nuan said calmly, with a sweet smile on her face. Ye Feimo instantly thought of his mother, who always smiled like this, no matter what she encountered or how others mocked her. She never let it show on her face.
Indeed, Wen Nuan is warmth. (Remember, Wen Nuan's name means "warmth")
"What a childish trick." Ye Feimo mocke suddenly.
Wen Nuan felt a tightness in her chest as Ye Feimo coldly toyed with the pen in his hand. She felt even more embarrassed but couldn't leave; she had finally mustered the courage to enter An Ning International and couldn't give up halfway.
"Miss Wen, state your terms."
Warmth gazed at him. The man's sharp features combined elegance and nobility, merging into a unique aura. Just one glance at him brought immense pressure, and Wen Nuan already regretted her impulsiveness.
But life is always like this. When you think you can't do something, once you take the first step, the rest of the steps are easier to take, because no matter how bad it is, it can't be that bad.
"My father, I hope you can save my father." In a flash, countless thoughts went through Wen Nuan's heart, which eventually turned into a desire for family reunion. As long as the family was reunited and her dad could be released, she didn't care what she did.
Father would be freed, Mother's illness would improve, and the family would be alright. Even if we are not as rich as before, as long as we work hard, we can always make ends meet.
She briefly told Ye Feimo about her father's situation. Ye Feimo raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm afraid this matter is not easy to handle."
In fact, it was just a trivial matter to him, but how could he let Wen Nuan know about it.
"I know it's not easy, that's why I come to beg you. My father is old and can't stand the torture in prison. As long as he can be released safely, I will agree to your previous conditions." Wen Nuan said. Being a puppet beside him can keep his father safe, so this deal is worth it.
"Did I mention any conditions?" Ye Feimo asked back in a cold voice, and Wen Nuan was stunned.
Didn't he say he wanted to buy her smiles?
As long as she stays with him, that's enough, and this is what Wen Nuan understands.
"What do you want?" Wen Nuan's body inevitably shivered in the low temperature.
Ye Feimo propped up his chin and suddenly looked at her with a frivolous gaze. His gaze was too sharp, as if he wanted to strip her of her clothes. Wen Nuan felt chill all over her body.
He was very good at psychological warfare, and even though he knew she was now desperate, he still made her endure.
He was very good at psychological warfare. Even though he knew she was now desperate, he still kept her hanging.
"Be my woman." Ye Feimo said: "If you say I mentioned conditions, then the only condition is this."
Wen Nuan said with difficulty, "Mr. Ye, what do you mean?"
"Miss Wen, you're an adult, do you still need my explanation?" Ye Feimo said coldly: "Woman is a nice word. But to put it bluntly, mistress."
Wen Nuan instantly clenched her fists, damn it!
If only she didn't know that she was no match for Ye Feimo, she really wanted to rush over and smash his face with a punch. Why could he say such vicious words to her and trample on her dignity like this? Just because he has power and influence, and she needs something from him?
There was no difference between her and Fang Liucheng.
They were all bullies.
He clearly saw the anger in her eyes, and her pale face flushed for a moment, which was very eye-catching. But before long, her momentum weakened. He thought she would slam the door and leave, but she didn't.
"Mr. Ye, you said that I don't have to go to bed with you."
"Really?" Ye Feimo said expressionlessly, turning the pen in his hand: "I forgot."
"You-"
"Ms. Wen, now that you have stepped into An Ning International, you have no bargaining power with me. You have to do whatever I say. This is an adult world. If you want to play children's games, please go to the children's playground." Every word Ye Feimo said was like ice splashing on Wen Nuan's already chilled heart.
Why does he have to be so aggressive and cruel?