Wen Nuan's voice was so light that it couldn't be lighter, almost as if she were murmuring unconsciously. They rarely discussed careers, and when they did, it always ended in disagreement. To avoid quarrels, Wen Nuan seldom talked to him about his career.
She just knew he would be unhappy.
But she never imagined that in his heart, all women in the entertainment circle were the same, even her.
He hadn't said it outright, but that sentence said it all, wounding her deeply.
Ye Feimo gripped Wen Nuan's shoulders tightly, his voice deep as he said, "Wen Nuan, I was only speaking to the matter at hand, don't overthink it and make yourself miserable. Can we let this go now?"
Wen Nuan looked up at Ye Feimo, smiled, picked up her bag from the table, and walked out without a word. Ye Feimo wanted to call out to her but in the end, he didn't say anything, just watched as she left the office.
