CHAPTER 303: UNWELCOME COMPARISON

Her face was blurred and unidentifiable in the photos, only the fluffy hat was visible. There were a total of four pictures. One was of Ye Feimo buying milk tea. Wen Nuan thought that the paparazzi’s initial intention was probably to just get a picture of Second Young Master Ye buying milk tea on the street, and they hadn’t expected a mysterious woman to appear. The second photo showed Ye Feimo giving her the milk tea. The third was a picture of Ye Feimo’s doting smile, and the fourth was a picture of them kissing.

The smile and the kiss were the most shocking parts.

Although Ye Feimo had his fair share of rumors and women, no one had ever taken a picture of him being intimate with a woman in public. At the time, Wen Nuan still believed this wolf in sheep’s clothing was a gentleman in public.

The most shocking thing was the smile.

Aside from his close friends and family, who had ever seen Ye Feimo smile?

And with such a happy expression.

So the media was shocked. It turned out Ye Feimo could smile. He was no longer his usual cold and expressionless self. He still looked incredibly handsome when he smiled.

However, as she continued to read, Wen Nuan became furious.

The damned paparazzi had included a candid photo of Han Bi, who, of all things, was wearing the same style of long coat as her. Wen Nuan almost lost her breath. "Mysterious woman" was one thing, but why did they have to include a picture of Han Bi?

Wasn’t that basically saying that the woman who could make Ye Feimo smile and kiss him was Han Bi?

Wen Nuan’s hand tightened around the newspaper, her expression fierce. Wen Jing glanced at her, sensing the murderous aura, and moved a little to the side.

Wen Nuan thought, "I figured the headline would focus on the mysterious woman, and it would be fun for the public to guess. But I never expected them to name Han Bi." She was extremely unhappy.

Even though she knew she was the woman in the photo, not Han Bi.

She wouldn’t have been angry if they had said it was anyone else. Why did it have to be Han Bi? Wen Nuan decided she was going to donate the coat and never see it again.

Her figure was already somewhat similar to Han Bi’s, so it was no surprise the media had guessed incorrectly since they were wearing the same outfit.

Wen Nuan’s mother said, "Look at you, getting angry over nothing. You’re the one who wanted to keep the marriage a secret."

Wen Nuan’s parents had seen the newspaper in the morning and, of course, knew it was Wen Nuan. This was an outfit her parents had bought for her, and Ye Feimo had specifically clarified it to them over breakfast in case they were confused.

The couple didn’t mind, but Wen Nuan was fuming.

"Mom, that’s not why I’m angry," Wen Nuan said. It was a good thing they were keeping their marriage a secret. If not, with this photo, people would be saying Ye Feimo and Han Bi were having an affair, and she would look like a cast-off wife.

"Sister, you do look a little like Han Bi," Wen Jing said. It wasn’t surprising the media made the mistake; they were in the same industry, after all.

Wen Nuan remained silent. "Little Han Bi? As if!"

Wen Jing put down her tablet, picked up the newspaper, and smiled. "Brother-in-law looks so handsome when he smiles. I honestly think brother-in-law got a bad deal, at least in terms of looks."

Wen Nuan glared at Wen Jing. "Whose sister are you? You’re helping the enemy."

Wen Nuan’s mother just smiled.

Wen Nuan’s phone rang. It was Cai Xiaojing. "Wen Nuan, come to Anning. I’ll take you to the studio in a bit."

"I don’t have anything scheduled for today, do I?"

"The *Liang Hongyu* auditions. You’ll be participating, too," Cai Xiaojing said. "Do you want me to pick you up?"

"No need, I’ll see you in a bit." Wen Nuan hung up, her brows furrowed in thought. The *Liang Hongyu* auditions? She was going to participate? Did that mean she had a chance to be cast?

There were a lot of female roles in the film, if the script was similar to the original novel.

It would be an honor to work on such a big-budget film with Ye Yan starring in it.

Even if it was a small role, Wen Nuan would be thrilled.

Mo Xiaobai was one person in real life and another on screen. He was funny and playful, but also very professional, and a great actor. It was a dream of hers to work with him.

"Mom, is the food ready?"

"Not yet, I haven’t started cooking. Are you hungry?" Wen Nuan’s mother asked with a smile. "If you’re hungry, I’ll start now."

Wen Nuan said, "I’m going to Anning, and I’ll take lunch to Feimo. Mom, his stomach is a bit sensitive, so please make something light. I’m going upstairs to get ready. My dear mother, please hurry."

She went upstairs quickly, and her mother teased her with a laugh. "That girl, wasn’t she just angry?"

"My sister is so focused on her husband. She has no ambition," Wen Jing said, crossing her legs and continuing to play her game.

Wen Nuan’s mother said as she cooked, "When you grow up and fall in love with someone, you’ll understand. It’s so good that your sister is like this, always thinking of one person."

"I think about other people, too," Wen Jing said faintly, making a motion like she was killing someone. Half-jokingly, half-seriously, she said, "I want to kill him, but I can never do it."

Wen Nuan’s mother shook her head at her daughter.

"Little girl, you have no idea how happy it makes a mother to see her daughter and son-in-law so in love," Wen Nuan’s mother said. "I really hope Nuan Nuan gives me a grandchild to hold soon. They’re a busy couple, so I can help take care of the baby."

Wen Jing shrugged. "With how hard brother-in-law is working, you might be holding a grandchild in ten months."

Wen Nuan took a taxi to Anning and went to find Cai Xiaojing in her office. Cai Xiaojing was in a meeting with Lin Ning. Lin Ning whistled. "Little White Rabbit, you look so beautiful today."

Wen Nuan was wearing a long red dress, black stockings, and long boots, and had a black fur coat over her shoulders. She was wearing a small white felt hat with a rose pinned to the side. At first glance, she looked elegant and glamorous, yet also a little cute.

Cai Xiaojing’s eyes also lit up. "Nuan Nuan, you don’t even need a stylist anymore. It’s a great look."

Wen Nuan smiled faintly. "Ye Feimo picked out this outfit. You two continue your meeting; I’m going to bring him his lunch. Just text me when you’re done, and I’ll come down."

Ye Feimo had given Wen Nuan a special elevator card for the president’s private elevator, which went straight to the top floor. The other 32 floors of Anning International were for the employees, and there were a lot of celebrities going up and down, so it was better for Wen Nuan to use Ye Feimo’s private elevator.

Zhang Ling saw Wen Nuan and smiled slightly. "Good morning, Mrs. Ye."

The other secretaries had gone down for lunch, so only the chief secretary, Zhang Ling, was there, wearing a black suit and looking very fashionable and beautiful. Anning’s president’s secretaries had always been very stylish.

"Hello," Wen Nuan said with a warm smile, her face flushing slightly. How did she know they were married?

Zhang Ling announced her arrival, and Wen Nuan went in. When Zhang Ling saw she was carrying a lunch box, she thought to herself that she wouldn’t have to order lunch for Ye Feimo, and she could finally go eat herself.