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are in place, and it can start filming once the actors are confirmed. With Director Zhang's skills, it could be broadcast next year. If Wenwen could take on the role of the second female lead, it wou...Ye Fei's anger flared, he suddenly swept her into his arms and threw her onto the bed. He followed suit, his tall and imposing figure pinning her down, his kiss descending upon her with no gentleness, biting her lips like a wild beast.

Warm as a puppet, letting him kiss endlessly.

Ye Fei Mo's movements were brutal, as if the woman beneath him was his enemy. His anger raged like wildfire over her warm body. She lay still, eyes vacant, shutting down all her senses.

Perhaps this is the only way to protect oneself from harm.

His lips pressed against hers, sucking until they ached and swelled. Ye Fei Mo stubbornly pried open her teeth, barging into her mouth, roughly ravaging her with his anger fueling his desire.

Since she lay so docilely, allowing him to take whatever he wanted, why should he be polite

She's right, this is what he's always wanted.

He only wanted this beautiful body, her heart was of no concern to him.

Why should he care about her feelings.

No need!

His large hand covered her softness, his anger burning like fire, consuming their reason and leaving only ashes.

He roughly ripped off his tie, took off his jacket, and returned to the warmth of her body, greedily plundering her beauty. His large hands kneaded her softness mercilessly, causing Wen Nuan great pain with their movements.

Ye Fei's hand carried a kind of fire, sweeping over her body. Where he touched, it ignited, as if to burn her to ashes. Her body was so hot, yet her heart was cold.

She was numb, insensitive, yet her body still reacted to him.

This is her tragedy.

Ye Fei's actions were crude and violent, laced with humiliation and anger, devoid of the tenderness he once showed. He had always been rough, but before, there was a palpable compassion in his touch.

Now, there's nothing left.

She didn't know whose fault it all was.

Perhaps the current situation is due to his unpredictable nature and too many prejudices against artists. Or maybe it's because she is too stubborn and unwilling to admit the feelings in her heart.

Clearly wanting to get along well, yet ending up in this situation.

Warmth, I felt foolishly wandering around under the apartment building. Foolish indeed.

She bit her lip, holding back a sob that escaped her lips because of his careless words. Was she pathetic Even so, her body couldn't resist Ye Fei Mo, perhaps she had grown accustomed to him long ago.

Ye Fei's lips curled into a cruel smile, tightening his grip. The soft pain transmitted from above almost made Wen warmly surrender, but she gritted her teeth and endured the aching fullness.

She asked for no mercy, no!

The corners of his lips curled into a sneer, his fingers cruelly invading her tight tunnel. Her body was dry and unable to adapt to his presence, yet Ye Fei Mo persisted, entering with a cruel force as if he demanded a sound from her, even a gasp, a plea for mercy, anything at all.

A warm heart, slowly sinking into the abyss.

The last flicker of hope in my heart was extinguished.

A nameless sorrow enveloped her, filling her hollow eyes with tears of grief. She couldn't fathom why her tears streamed uncontrollably, nor could she understand the profound anguish that gripped her heart.

Ye Fei Mo, I'm done playing with you!

His movements came to a halt, stopping his abuse of her. His dark eyes stared at her tear-streaked face. Her vacant gaze, her tears, her despair, it was as if Ye Fei Mo had been punched in the gut.

Oh my gosh, what is he doing

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What is he doing to her

The woman beneath him was indeed what he had always wanted, but he had never imagined getting her this way. He was a scoundrel, but he had never been so brutal to a woman before.

Growing up, Ye Fei Mo was deeply influenced by the love surrounding her. She yearned for a love like that of her parents, older brother and sister-in-law, aunt and uncle, and she also longed to have such love herself, to be with someone who would wholeheartedly devote himself to her.

Ke Hanbi shattered his dreams, and he suffered for years because of it.

At last, someone was getting close to his heart again, and he pushed her away.

What is he doing

Ye Fei's head was covered, and in that moment, disappointment, self-blame, sadness, powerlessness, hopelessness, decadence, and other negative emotions surged up. He fell into a painful state he couldn't escape from.

He suddenly grabbed his coat, as if escaping, and left the warm room.

She sat there, warm and dazed, until the door slammed shut. Only then did she numbly grab the blanket and cover herself up. She didn't know why Ye Feimo had suddenly let her go, but she felt lucky.

Thankfully, he let her go.

What a blessing!

Huddled under the covers, biting on the quilt, she cried softly.

This sharp pain was imprinted on her body, and also on her heart.

Ye Fei Mo returned to his room. This time coming to F City was for Wen Nuan, so Ye Fei Mo also checked into the Marriott, staying on the same floor as Wen Nuan. He turned on the water and plunged his head in, trying to calm down...

He needs to calm down!

He must be crazy to do this to warmth.

With a splash, Ye Feimo emerged from the water. His eyes were slightly red as he felt a warmth that was unfamiliar to him. Women had always been easily summoned and dismissed by him, except for Han Bi, when had he ever bothered about women before

One warmth, and he lost his composure, his manners, his calmness.

He has become too unlike himself.

"Ah..." Ye Fei Mo warmed a fist, fiercely smashing it onto the glass surface. The glass surface shattered instantly, and blood spilled out from his palm...

At this moment, the doorbell rang. Ye Fei Mo didn't even want to pay attention, his eyes were gloomy as he stared at himself in the mirror.

Ye Fei Mo, how did you become so incompetent, how did you become so incompetent

This definitely isn't him.

What kind of woman he doesn't have, why must it be warm.

He was attracted to her warmth, initially drawn only to her resemblance to Han Bi's face. Besides that face, what is there about her that you find appealing

There's nothing here.

The doorbell rang, persistently.

Ye Fei Mo impatiently watched the door, Han Bi sweetly smiled, "Fei Mo, I... Fei Mo, what's wrong with you"

Han Bi's smile froze on her face. Ye Fei Mo's hair was completely soaked, his face covered in water droplets, and his back was bloodstained. Han Bi was shocked and quickly held his hand, "Fei Mo, who did you fight with Why are you like this Let's go to the hospital, you need to get your wounds properly bandaged."

Ye Fei Mo suddenly pulled Han Bi into an embrace, pressing her against the wall. He reached out with wild abandon, tugging at her clothes. Han Bi was startled and frightened by this side of Ye Fei Mo. In the blink of an eye, he had torn apart her skirt. Consumed by a mix of warmth, anger, and a desperate need for release, Ye Fei Mo roughly grabbed her hair, burying his head in her neck as he tore away all her defenses...

How many people can't hold it anymore, stay calm, I always shout "stay calm" too early every time, silently.y were relatives. 。Warmth felt a little embarrassed. 。Mo Chen nodded, pointing at Mo Xiaobai, "He's my cousin by blood. If you think he has something unclear with Ye Feimo, it must be genetic. Don't b...