CHAPTER 347: AN UNHAPPY PEACE

Wen Nuan slammed the door, her anger flaring. She regretted not eating out with Cai Xiaojing. It would have saved her the effort. What she hated most about Ye Feimo was that when he was unhappy, he wouldn’t eat, completely ignoring his own well-being.

She was about to clean up the dinner when Ye Feimo came out of the bedroom. Wen Nuan stopped what she was doing and looked at him coldly. Ye Feimo walked over and started to eat. Wen Nuan had lost her appetite. She put her plate down and sat across from him. The food was already cold, but she wasn’t so cruel as to let him eat it like that. She put it in the microwave to reheat it and then brought it back to the table. Ye Feimo didn’t say a word, and Wen Nuan knew he had nothing to say.

She didn’t have much of an appetite, so she just drank the soup. No matter how angry she was, she wouldn’t let him eat alone. Ye Feimo didn’t like that feeling, and neither did she.

For half an hour, neither of them said a word.

After Ye Feimo finished dinner, Wen Nuan threw away the leftovers and cleaned up the kitchen. Ye Feimo was waiting for her in the living room. Wen Nuan pretended not to see him and went into the bedroom. Ye Feimo followed her in with an expressionless face.

"What time are you leaving tomorrow?"

Wen Nuan didn’t answer. Ye Feimo asked several times, but she didn’t say a word. He didn’t ask again. Wen Nuan took a shower and called Lili to tell her to come early the next morning, then started packing her luggage.

Wen Nuan was quick and packed everything she needed in half an hour into a small suitcase. After she was done, she got into bed. Ye Feimo was already in bed, and Wen Nuan said calmly, "I’m leaving at ten o’clock tomorrow."

Ye Feimo lay down, silent. Wen Nuan turned on her computer to check and reply to a few emails. When she was done, she happened to be online, so she logged into her Weibo. She was shocked to see tens of thousands of reposts, nearly a hundred thousand comments, and nearly a million new followers. Her Weibo had indeed become popular after the Golden Chapter Awards. These people must have nowhere else to vent their frustration, so they came to her page.

Wen Nuan impulsively clicked on the comments. She was speechless. It was indeed a battlefield of insults. There was all kinds of cursing and name-calling. "Getting a role through sexual favors" was the most common one. There were also plenty of people cursing her ancestors. It was all very ugly.

Cai Xiaojing had been right to tell her not to come on. Her official website was better. That was where her real fan club was, and there were moderators who would quickly kick out anyone who said anything negative. That was why so many people were arguing on Weibo.

Wen Nuan smiled faintly. She didn’t care. But she did find something interesting. Lin Ning was fiercely defending her on Weibo, and a few other people were also helping him out. Their words were sharp and incredibly vicious.

She shook her head. *Fans are just like that.*

If she were in a bad mood, she would also get on a burner account and argue with people. It was so satisfying. Lin Ning was the king of arguments. No one dared to be disrespectful on his page. His loyal fans were all very sharp-tongued. Arguing with them was just asking to be beaten.

It was probably because so many people came to help that it was so lively.

Besides her close friends who reposted to support her, the host of the Golden Chapter Awards, Pei Jun, also spoke up for her. Peng Shuyao, one of the four beauties of Anning, also spoke up. All these people were very influential, but they still couldn’t stop the arguments.

Wen Nuan felt very calm as she watched. She even found it interesting, looking through a few pages before leaving. She posted a message about her promotion tour tomorrow. Only she and Cai Xiaojing had access to this Weibo account. Cai Xiaojing usually posted work-related information for her, but Cai Xiaojing rarely came on unless it was for something very important. She was too lazy to post about small things.

Wen Nuan secretly looked at Han Bi’s Weibo. Last night, Han Bi had posted a picture of herself in the red dress with a caption: "A little bird can’t fly over the ocean because there’s no more waiting on the other side. You can’t chase after the past, so why be so foolish?"

Her heart ached. She went back to her own page. In just a moment, there were already hundreds of comments. Wen Nuan felt it was pointless. She closed Weibo, turned off her computer, and went to bed.

She and Ye Feimo rarely went to bed this early.

He was very busy. Sometimes when he had a lot of work, he would stay in the study very late. Before they were married, Wen Nuan didn’t really care. After they were married, Wen Nuan would always make him finish all his work and rest before eleven o’clock.

They were both night owls. They rarely went to bed before ten o’clock. Ye Feimo was like that, and so was Wen Nuan.

The silence in the darkness was suffocating.

Wen Nuan couldn’t remember when she fell asleep. When she woke up, Ye Feimo was no longer beside her. It was nine o’clock. Ye Feimo had already gone to work. Wen Nuan washed her face, got dressed, and made a simple breakfast.

Her assistant called and said the car was already downstairs. Wen Nuan packed up and left with her luggage. Lili and the driver were waiting downstairs. Her assistant Lili was two years older than her and had just graduated from college. Although she was careless, she was very lively and cute.

As soon as she got in the car, Lili started talking about her schedule. Wen Nuan raised her hand to stop her, saying she had already seen it. Lili smiled. The car drove to the airport. Director Zhang, Chen Xueru, Zhuo Bingbing, and Chen Hang were all waiting in the lounge. The group got on the plane together.

Wen Nuan thought for a moment. Before getting on the plane, she sent a text message to Ye Feimo. "I’m on the plane."

Ye Feimo quickly replied with one word, "Okay."

Wen Nuan was about to turn off her phone, but she thought for a moment and sent another message. "Remember to eat."

The flight attendant reminded her to turn off her phone, and Wen Nuan turned it off.

Chen Xueru sat next to her and whispered, "You and Second Young Master Ye didn’t argue?"

"It wasn’t an argument," Wen Nuan said with a smile. It was more of a cold war. "We’re fine. Don’t worry about us. Tell me, what happened with Zhao Yunin?"

Chen Xueru’s eyes darkened. "She lost the baby. It was a miscarriage after she slipped during a checkup."

Wen Nuan was silent. Another miscarriage.

"What’s wrong?"

"Nothing."

"How can it be nothing? You look like you have a lot on your mind," Chen Xueru said with concern. Zhuo Bingbing and Chen Hang were chatting in the back. There were only a few people in first class, so it was quiet. Wen Nuan sighed, and Chen Xueru said, "You said you didn’t argue."

"Did you not care at all that Zhao Yunin was pregnant?" Wen Nuan asked.

Chen Xueru smiled bitterly. "How could I not care? But if my son and I hadn’t suddenly intervened, Zhao Yunin would have married Shuwen, and they would have had a happy home. Because of us, she has no home to go back to and has to worry about her child being harmed. How can I still care about it? Even if I have a knot in my heart, I have to forget it. I’m the one who’s in the wrong. If I still cared, wouldn’t that be unreasonable? I sincerely hope that Miss Zhao and her child are safe. Even if I don’t know how to face them, if I hurt them again because of myself, my conscience wouldn’t be able to handle it. Whether I care or not is a small issue."