Wen Nuan's voice was barely a whisper, almost an unconscious murmur. They rarely talked about their careers, and when they did, it would often lead to an argument. To avoid a fight, Wen Nuan usually kept quiet about her work.
She knew he would be unhappy.
She just didn't expect that in his heart, all women in the entertainment industry were the same, including her.
He didn't say it directly, but his words made it clear, and it hurt deeply.
Ye Feimo held Wen Nuan's shoulders tightly. He said in a low voice, "Wen Nuan, I'm just stating the facts. Don't let your imagination run wild and make yourself miserable. Can we just drop this?"
Wen Nuan looked up at Ye Feimo and smiled. She picked up her bag from the table and walked out without a word. Ye Feimo wanted to call out to her, but in the end, he didn't say anything and watched her walk out of the office.
