xue truly felt on top of the world; Mo Yao was beside him, his spirits lifted by his companion's success. Though silent, he looked at Mo Baixue with such tenderness in his eyes. Someone snapped a phot...092 Filthy (3 updates)

"Warm, would you like to leave Ye Feimo" Fang Liucheng spoke indifferently: "You know him better than anyone. One day, he will hurt you."

"Fang Liucheng, what makes you think you can say such things to me" Warm sharply retorted, "You hate my father and my family, the Wen clan. You’ve succeeded in your revenge. It’s difficult for you, pretending all these years before me, but now you’re free. You should be celebrating; the more miserable and unhappy I become, the happier and more relieved you must feel."

"You are wrong. Your father is your father, and you are you. What have you done wrong Warm, I truly never wanted to hurt you."

"Not wanting to hurt" Warm scoffed, taking a deep breath. "Having me as your mistress and trampling my dignity underfoot—this isn’t hurting me Then tell me, Young Master Fang, what exactly is considered hurt"

Fang Liucheng was rendered speechless by her question. How could he tell Warmth that the reason he kept her around was simply to have her by his side Yes, she was the daughter of his enemy; more than once had he told himself not to fall in love with her, and after everything was over, he would distance himself from her.

But what could he do

He still fell in love with her, despite knowing that she was the daughter of his enemy.

This made him extremely uncomfortable. He wanted to keep her but didn't want to betray the memory of those who had died. Thus, he resorted to hurting her feelings by saying such extreme things. When he saw her holding hands with Ye Yutong, he went mad with jealousy.

He could no longer bear being without her.

He had originally planned to wait for a while longer after the warmth had subsided, so that he could talk things out properly with Ruan Wen. After all, she had loved him for so many years; he was confident that he could win her back.

But last night, upon seeing her being親熱with Ye Feimo at the banquet and how protective Ye Feimo was of her, he felt a sense of crisis.

He also had an impending feeling of losing Ruan Wen.

He couldn’t bear to lose her.

Ruan Wen didn't understand Fang Liucheng's expression at this moment. Was he displaying his pain for someone else to see

She almost naively thought that he loved her; after so many years of protection and affection, even if it were all an act, it would be too convincing. Perhaps, there was a spark of feeling for her.

But when she recalled what Fang Liucheng had done, Warm smiled bitterly; she really was being presumptuous.

"Your father's exemption from punishment is due to Ye Feimo's help, right"

"Yes!"

Fang Liucheng gritted his teeth, his gaze obscure. "You actually made such a filthy deal with him."ere were fewer cold expressions on his face now and more warmth.The word "warmth" appearing on Ye Feimo was like the probability of Mars colliding with Earth. Seeing Young Master Ye's faint smile at t...