CHAPTER 331: THE BEST DAY

"I’m not wearing a traditional Chinese jacket," Ye Feimo said. He looked at their reflection in the mirror and smiled. Wen Nuan was truly beautiful. The two of them standing together looked like a perfect match.

Ye Feimo looked at the woman in the mirror, and a sense of pride swelled up in him. This bright and beautiful woman was his wife, his most beloved woman. She smiled so sweetly beside him. She was his confidante and his poppy flower.

He was a man who willingly fell for her.

"Do I look good?" Wen Nuan asked. They say a woman dresses for the man who loves her. Wen Nuan naturally wanted to hear Ye Feimo’s praise.

"You’re beautiful. Try on another one," Ye Feimo said. As soon as he finished, Fei Ling came out with another cheongsam. It was a very traditional, dark blue, silk cheongsam. Wen Nuan had rarely seen a blue like this. It wasn’t dull. It was a very sophisticated dark blue, a little darker than the sky. It looked very elegant.

The style looked very simple. Ye Feimo told her to try it on first. Fei Ling looked like she was in a difficult position. Wen Nuan looked at both of them and went to try on the dress with a smile.

Fei Ling said, "Mr. Ye, Miss Du has a bad temper. If she finds out..."

"So what?" Ye Feimo said coldly.

Fei Ling was even more conflicted. "Actually, with Miss Wen’s figure, any cheongsam would look good on her. It doesn’t have to be this one. There are many cheongsams in our shop that would look very charming on Miss Wen. Mr. Ye, would you like to reconsider?"

"What about this cheongsam?" Ye Feimo asked in a low voice, playfully stroking a peony on a cheongsam. A smile that wasn’t a smile appeared on his lips, with a hint of mockery in his evil charm.

Fei Ling told the truth. "This is the best cheongsam Mrs. Zhang has made in ten years. As soon as it came out, many socialites fell in love with it."

"With Miss Du’s bloated figure, do you think it would look good on her?" Ye Feimo asked mercilessly. He grunted from his nose, his eyes full of disdain.

His expression said that no one in the world but his wife could wear this cheongsam.

Fei Ling was speechless. *Bloated?*

Miss Du had a very good figure. She was just a little on the plump side, which was perfect for a cheongsam. She didn’t look bloated at all. However, she didn’t refute Ye Feimo’s words.

She could tell that if Wen Nuan looked good in it, he would definitely take the cheongsam, and then...

She couldn’t afford to offend either side, so she was in a very difficult position.

Ten minutes later, Wen Nuan came out of the fitting room. Ye Feimo turned to look at her, and his deep eyes showed a flash of awe. For a few seconds, he was completely captivated.

Fei Ling was also a little surprised. She thought Wen Nuan might not look good in it, but she was unexpectedly beautiful.

The dark blue cheongsam had a sheer design at the neck and collarbone to show off the cheongsam’s seductive beauty, giving it a subtle and elusive feel. It was sleeveless, showing off a pair of long, well-proportioned arms.

The cheongsam was embroidered with geometric and cloud patterns. Every stitch was handmade and very elegant. The slits on both sides went up to her hips, revealing her long legs, making her look like a wealthy woman with a hint of flirtatiousness that was very charming. The waist was cinched, perfectly showing off her curves. Wen Nuan had a slender frame and a well-proportioned body, making her look delicate and dainty.

She was like a woman living in a cheongsam, with a charm that had been refined over time. This cheongsam was already vintage-themed. When Wen Nuan wore it, she was like a flower blooming in the lonely world, with a hidden fragrance of a flower blooming in the cold wind, admiring herself and showing off her beautiful elegance in the bustling world with the most graceful posture.

Her demeanor was pure, but with this cheongsam on, she completely subverted her own image. She looked mature and charming, like a woman from old Shanghai who lived in loneliness and bloomed on her own, with an evil charm and a mesmerizing quality in her eyes.

*Beautiful!*

*Absolutely beautiful!*

Even Ye Feimo didn’t expect Wen Nuan to look so beautiful in a cheongsam. He had never known that Wen Nuan could have such a bewitching charm. He felt a hint of her fragrance approaching, and he suddenly had a desire to do her right there in the cheongsam.

Wen Nuan was flustered and blushed from his fiery gaze. She couldn’t help but look in the mirror. She was a little surprised. She looked like a completely different person.

*Was this really me?*

Ye Feimo finally understood why Lin Ning said she was so easy to transform. She could be sensual or she could be pure.

"Do I look good?" Wen Nuan asked, blushing.

Ye Feimo whispered in her ear, "I’m turned on. Does that mean you look good?"

Wen Nuan was speechless.

That night, Feimo was especially passionate. From dinner to coming home, it was as if his suppressed lust had been lit on fire. He couldn’t even wait to get into the bedroom and pounced on Wen Nuan on the sofa.

The lust in the darkness was exciting. He went very deep every time. The friction of their bodies made Wen Nuan scream, but he quickly covered her mouth.

"Feimo, you... you beast!" Wen Nuan hit him a few times, but it didn’t stop the man’s desires. Instead, it made him even more excited, as if he had taken something. He was insatiable.

*Does a cheongsam have such a big charm?*

She felt like a fish in a frying pan, hot all over and rolling in the hot oil. She wanted to escape, but there was no other way. She could only surrender and float and sink with his movements in the world of lust.

Ye Feimo was always like a beast during intimacy, but he was rarely this out of control. She preferred him to be a little gentler. Today, he was so out of control that it felt like she was his enemy for ten lifetimes.

Afterward, Wen Nuan lay on the sofa, limp. It took her a long time to catch her breath. The two of them were hugging each other on the small sofa. The cold wind howled outside, but it was as warm as spring inside.

"Ye Feimo, did you take a stimulant?" If she had the strength, she would have kicked him off. He was too much. He was a beast.

"Did it hurt?"

"Go away!" Wen Nuan said with a laugh. Her body was sticky and uncomfortable. She pushed him away and went to run a bath. Ye Feimo smiled as he picked up their scattered clothes from the floor and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.

...

Wen Nuan went online and saw Cai Xiaojing. So she talked to her about the dress. Cai Xiaojing had no objections. It was fine as long as she and Ye Feimo walked together at the event.

*Today is beast day.*

She posted a picture on Weibo. It was a blurry picture. People who didn’t know Ye Feimo wouldn’t be able to tell it was him because it was taken against the light. It was a very artistic picture. It looked like a magazine cover. She could only see a tall and elegant back. She couldn’t tell who it was. It felt like a poster or a magazine cover.