CHAPTER 91: COLD

Later, having learned that Feimo was at the Mingcheng apartment, she had waited for him on the 45th floor for three days and three nights, shivering in the cold. He had let her in, only to offer her a glass of water and then dismiss her, refusing to let her stay.

She had tried every tactic she knew, but the Ye Feimo of those years had heartlessly rejected her.

Han Bi had even said that she could give up fame and fortune, retire from the entertainment industry, that she regretted her past actions, as long as Feimo didn’t leave her. But Ye Feimo had never given her another chance.

When she left, she had once held a dream: when she stood at the pinnacle of the entertainment industry again, successful and renowned, she would surely live happily with Feimo here.

But now, he had allowed another woman to live in the Mingcheng apartment.

Han Bi had dedicated herself to her career these past few years, rarely returning to City A. Yet, she knew everything about Ye Feimo. He was known for his romantic entanglements and cold heart, treating women like clothes, but he had never brought a woman home.

This apartment was the home he had intended to create with the person he loved.

For years, she had always believed that she would be the mistress of this apartment.

She cried and laughed, realizing that he truly had Wen Nuan. No, she would definitely still have a chance. "Feimo, where are you?"

Ye Feimo frowned. Judging by her tone, Han Bi seemed quite drunk. His brow furrowed. "Go to sleep!"

Han Bi was greatly disheartened. Earlier, when Wen Nuan had said "go to sleep," she had still held a glimmer of hope that they weren’t together. Now, she was truly on the verge of despair, especially after meeting Cheng Anya.

"Feimo, please come and be with me, okay? I miss you so much..." Han Bi’s sobbing voice came through the phone. For some reason, her cries were filled with grievance and were so heartbreaking.

Ye Feimo knew she was proud and rarely cried so uncontrollably.

What had happened to her?

"Feimo, please come and be with me?" Han Bi pleaded again through her tears. Ye Feimo coldly chuckled. "Miss Han, perhaps you haven’t noticed what time it is. I apologize, but I have work tomorrow."

Linda snatched Han Bi’s phone, saying anxiously, "President Ye, we’re at Junxin Bar. Han Bi is drunk, and no matter how I try to persuade her, she refuses to leave. She met with your mother today and then came here to drink. She’s completely intoxicated. If this gets reported, it will greatly affect Han Bi’s reputation. Besides, it’s very late, and the bar is chaotic. Please, for the sake of your past relationship, just come and be with her for a while. Stop her from making a scene and let her go home first."

Junxin Bar was a bar they used to frequent in the past. He hadn’t been there in years.

Ye Feimo sneered inwardly. Did she think that by bringing up these old memories, trying to evoke the remnants of the past, he would be moved?

However, she had met his mother today. What had they said? Why was she crying, and why had she gone to drink her sorrows away?

That bar was indeed a bit chaotic. It was so late; would she be alright, a girl alone?

A multitude of thoughts flashed through his mind for a moment.

But Ye Feimo said coldly, "Linda, with Han Bi’s connections, there are plenty of people who can go and be with her. Please find someone else. I’m busy."

Linda felt a chill in her heart. Did he really no longer harbor any feelings for Han Bi?

He was so cold.

But Linda was no longer the naive Linda of the past. She was Han Bi’s agent, handling all her matters, big and small, and had long since developed a set of skills.

"President Ye, although you might not believe me when I say this, do you know that Han Bi has never forgotten you these past few years? Every day, she tells herself that she needs to achieve success, so that your mother will accept her and you will forgive her again. She wants to stand by your side, to go through thick and thin with you, to spend her whole life with you. Although there are many rumors outside, President Ye, you know this industry; there are always some unavoidable rumors, and their truthfulness is unreliable. Han Bi loves you, deeply loves you. Tonight, she suffered grievances at your mother’s place and is drinking alone here. It’s so late; if something happens to her, will your conscience be clear? Are you really not worried about her at all?" Linda said righteously and sternly.

Ye Feimo’s face was expressionless, as if unmoved, but a considerable storm was brewing in his heart.

Linda’s words had struck a soft spot in his heart, a corner where the most beautiful memories of his first love still resided.

Was he not worried about her?

He couldn’t even deceive himself about that.

Ye Feimo took off his long trench coat and changed into a light blue shirt, simple and clean, paired with jeans, making him look refined and handsome. After putting on his watch, his entire appearance became fashionable and elegant. He fastened his cuffs, his brow slightly furrowed.

Han Bi...

Wen Nuan slept soundly, turning over in bed, completely unconscious. Ye Feimo watched her for a long while before walking out of the bedroom.

Having hung up the phone, Linda looked at the slightly drunk Han Bi, a smile curving her lips. Her words had been successful. She thought that Ye Feimo would come to the bar soon.

Smiling, she dialed a number. The pale yellow liquor on the bar reflected her shrewd eyes. Linda’s red lips parted slightly, and she smiled as she said, "Lang Ji? There’s big news at Junxin Bar, guaranteed to make the headlines."

She was no longer the naive Linda who knew nothing. She knew how to seize opportunities, to help Han Bi grasp what she wanted, and how to ensure Han Bi received the best.

She was Han Bi’s agent; their fates were intertwined. Naturally, she wanted Han Bi to live well.

When Ye Feimo arrived at the bar, there were few people left. Han Bi had only brought one bodyguard, who stood at a distance, not disturbing Han Bi and Linda. Han Bi’s hair was disheveled, and she wore large sunglasses, an ordinary white T-shirt, and jeans. She didn’t look like a glamorous superstar but more like a heartbroken woman drowning her sorrows in a bar.

The lighting was dim, and Linda had prevented others from approaching her, so no one in the bar recognized Han Bi.

She was drinking one cocktail after another, her expression pained.

Ye Feimo coldly glanced at Linda, walked past her, and snatched Han Bi’s glass. Han Bi hurriedly reached to grab it back, and upon seeing it was Ye Feimo, she hastily took off her sunglasses. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, making her look pitifully beautiful.

"Feimo..." She only wore light makeup, and her skin was flawless. Apart from her slightly swollen eyes, she was still a dazzlingly beautiful woman. Ye Feimo frowned as he looked at her, his gaze filled with displeasure.