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Yan Ruiting

    

t appeared as if meticulously drawn by the finest artist. The blend of his noble elegance and cold aloofness created an extraordinary charm.He truly was very handsome."Miss Wen, I know I'm good-lookin...029 A Warm Idol

Fang Liucheng's expression changed instantly. Ruan Wen wanted to immediately distance herself from Fang Liucheng; she was already standing in front of Ye Yutong and held his arm, smiling sweetly. "What you said is right. I told you that I'd rather be with a stranger than with you."

Ruan Wen's parents' expressions changed, and Fang Liucheng looked even more displeased. However, Ye Yutong remained calm and didn't say anything; he just gave Ruan Wen a glance. She was relieved that he hadn't retorted, or she would have been at a loss for how to save face.

Fang Liucheng was furious and stormed off.

Ye Yutong was the exclusive legal advisor of Anning International and also the younger uncle of Ye Feimo, who controlled Anning International. He was an important director of Anning International and wielded significant influence in the legal community.

The problem wasn't that Fang Liucheng couldn't afford to provoke Ye Yutong but rather that he couldn't afford to provoke the entire Anning International Group behind him.

"Warm, you..." As soon as Fang Liucheng left, Father Wen's expression changed dramatically. He sternly looked at Warm, who quickly let go of Ye Yutong and hurriedly explained that it was just acting. Ye Yutong also smiled, reassuring Father Wen that this was his first time meeting Warm.

Father Wen visibly relaxed, and Ye Yutong then took his leave.

Mother Wen remarked, "Truly a good man."

Warm said, "Dad, I'm sorry. This time it's because of me..."

"Nuan Nuan, silly child, even without you, Fang Liucheng wouldn't let up on me. Don't think too much. We just start over; Dad isn’t yet retirement age and is still capable." Father Wen smiled optimistically.

For ten consecutive days, Ye Feimo didn't call her, and Warm secretly felt relieved, thinking perhaps he had forgotten about her. The next day, when she read the entertainment section of Ning'an International's newspaper, the front page featured intimate photos of Ye Feimo walking the red carpet at the Venice Film Festival with popular actress Lin Yao.

She became more certain that perhaps he really had forgotten her.

Standing among those glamorous female celebrities, she felt out of place and undoubtedly the least noticeable one. Ye Fei Mo was accustomed to seeing all sorts of beautiful women; how could he possibly take an interest in her

However, even in such a public setting, this man kept his face expressionless and cold, starkly contrasting with the proud and self-satisfied Lin Yao by his side.

This person looks even better up close than on camera; this was Warming's sole thought upon seeing him in person.

Playboy!

This was Warming's second impression.

The top headline of the entertainment section in another newspaper was about Han Bi, a dazzling actress at the Venice Film Festival. Although her new Hollywood film only has ten minutes of screen time, it received high praise and made waves.

Dressed in a long purple Chanel evening gown, she radiated elegance and grandeur without losing any poise, fully embodying the grace of an international star.

All actresses from the domestic scene pale in comparison to her.

She truly is beautiful and has such presence.

Warmly captivated by Han Bi's picture in the newspaper, a sudden sense of admiration arises. This is what she aspires to be—she will definitely work towards becoming as successful an actress as Han Bi someday.

About Ye Yutong: I just need someone to play a minor role; don't misunderstand. As for why you all call her "Han Coin" instead of "Han Bi" It doesn't sound valuable at all, when she is actually one of the most prestigious female stars out there!e seen on screen.Wen Ran’s perception was greatly shaken; any image of these female singers as innocent virgins was instantly shattered.All those women were dressed exquisitely and had great figures,...