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Chapter 4 - Be my woman

Wen Nuan turned her head to look at him, and felt his perfect profile appear somewhat familiar under the curtain of light. "Sorry, sir, I don't know you."

Caught in the rain, Wen Nuan looked a little disheveled.

The man turned his face, his complexion even paler than a ghost's. Under her panicked gaze, the man coldly uttered two words, "Ye Feimo"

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Until she got into the car, Wen Nuan still didn't know how to explain the shock in her heart.

Was he Ye Feimo?

There was a financial magazine in the ground floor lounge. She opened it casually and saw Ye Feimo's photo. No wonder she felt the profile was so familiar. She was more perfect in person than in the photo, with delicate facial features, deep-set eyes, a sharp nose, and perfectly curved lips, which combined into a charming face. The lines of her face are very soft, but for some reason, she makes one feel a kind of suffocating and domineering power.

That kind of temperament, which blends elegance, strength, and indifference, has a unique charm. It is a combination of power and grace, laziness and aloofness.

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Ye Feimo, President of An Ning International, the most valuable bachelor in A City.

I heard that he is a cruel and heartless person, his style is iron fist.

It is said that he is charming and has many women, as numerous as his clothes. Many female stars under the An Ning International Group have had scandals with him.

Reportedly, all of this man's girlfriends were people in the entertainment industry, and then he dumped them after fooling around with them, which is really cruel.

I also heard that international superstar Ye Yan had a very ambiguous relationship with him. In other words, he accepts both men and women.

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There are tons of rumors about Ye Feimo. She only started thinking about it after learning about that advertisement. These are all gossip she heard from classmates and entertainment newspapers, or saw herself.

Did he recognize her?

They were silent all the way. Wen Nuan was drenched in rain and looked disheveled. The aura emanating from Ye Feimo was too strong. Even if she was brave enough, she was taken aback by it and became a little restrained.

Her memories of that night were too vague. She didn't even see who that person was. However, those embarrassing actions and sensations were now vividly replaying in her mind. Wen Nuan's face flushed like fire.

Ye Feimo stared straight ahead, his deep eyes did not show any emotion, and took Wen Nuan to an apartment in Mingcheng.

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On the 45th floor, an apartment complex.

The decorating style was elegant, with soft carpets, beige sofas, gorgeous crystal chandeliers, and retro furniture. Everywhere radiated elegance, yet could not conceal warmth, which was very incompatible with his overall temperament.

She looked around but couldn't see any connection between Ye Feimo and the place.

Cold, reserved, and harsh was the impression she had of Ye Feimo.

He throwing a bathrobe at her, "Clean yourself up, I have something to tell you."

"Mr. Ye, I..."

"Clean yourself up." Ye Feimo spoke each word clearly and very coldly.

Wen Nuan suppressed her temper. As soon as she closed the bathroom door, she clenched her fist and waved it in the air. Damn it, that pervert, ice cube guy. She was the one who suffered, she was the one at a disadvantage, he was the one taking advantage of her, so why was he the one acting so righteously?

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Wen Nuan was furious, but then she realized why she followed him back? He must have gone crazy.

Given Ye Feimo's flirtatious nature, a man and a woman alone together...

Damn, Wen Nuan, you're so slow to realize it.

She's always been an optimistic person. On second thought, she had already done it once anyway, and her innocence was gone, so she decided not to be pretentious. That man might not necessarily fancy her.

She changed her wet clothes, and had no other choice but to change her underwear. There was no other way, they were all wet, so she hurriedly washed them and put them in the dryer. She changed her soaked clothes, and had no choice but to change her underwear. The man's bathrobe was very large and wide. She wrapped herself tightly in it. When she saw that there was nothing wrong, she opened the bathroom door.

I wasn't wearing anything underneath and the warmth feeling of the bathrobe felt strange.

Ye Feimo undid his tie and loosened the three buttons of his shirt, revealing his muscular chest. He rolled up his sleeves slightly, and looked wild and uninhibited, as well as dangerous.

God was so unfair. Not only did he give him the most beautiful features, the noblest birth, temperament and charm, he even gave him a perfect body shape. God is so blind. How embarrassed are all the men in the world?

One kind of rice can be eaten by a hundred kinds of people.

"Mr. Ye, I want to ask you..."

"Be my woman" Wen Nuan was cut off by Ye Feimo before she could finish her words. The man was stern, strong and domineering, with a smoldering gaze in his eyes.

This sentence made Wen Nuan so shocked that she was burned inside out.

What did he say? Be his woman??

No, she was hallucinating, hallucinating.

She was comforting herself in this way, but when she looked again, the man's eyes were still burning. She was puzzled, wondering why someone they had only met once would make such a sudden request.

She was not a stunning beauty, nor was she narcissistic enough to think that a man like Ye Feimo would fall in love with her at first sight. There was definitely something wrong with her, but she didn't know what it was.

"I only accept that you say yes, the rest of the answer is doesn't matter."Ye Feimo looked at her, his tone became more domineering, "You must fall in love with me."

Wen Nuan was angry, her eyes blazing with fire. What irritated her the most were people who spoke in a condescending tone and bossed others around. Ye Feimo had done all that, and he was too arrogant. Why?

"Are you Takeshi Kaneshiro? Are you Andy Lau? Are you an idol? Are you RMB? Why should I fall in love with you and become your woman?" Wen Nuan laughed angrily. Her smile was still sweet, but the sarcasm in her tone was unambiguous.

What a nonsense!

Wen Nuan suddenly realized that she was too stirred up, so she lowered her head and pondered seriously. She should have been more gentle. This man seemed like the kind of man who would shoot her if he got angry. He was very rude and disharmonious. What if she made him angry, and he raped her, then killed her?

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