The CEO's Substitute Ex-Wife-Chapter 157: A Drunken Confession

She decided to ignore Ye Feimo and let him fend for himself. It was clearly Ye Feimo’s fault, yet somehow, it felt like it was hers.

Everyone was eating, drinking, and having fun, oblivious to Ye Feimo and Wen Nuan. He kicked her foot under the table. "Peel me some shrimp."

"What?"

"Peel the shrimp. Don’t you understand Chinese?"

"If you want to eat, can’t you peel it yourself?"

"You’re the one who told me to eat," Ye Feimo replied matter-of-factly, leaving Wen Nuan speechless. He wasn’t a child. Besides, in this situation, shouldn’t the man be peeling the lobster for the woman?

Her father always peeled them for her mother, so why was it different with him?

"I’m not eating. I want to drink," Ye Feimo said coldly, expressionless. "Xiao Wu, bring the wine."

Xiao Wu respectfully brought the wine over, sticking out his tongue slightly. Ye Feimo poured the wine, but Wen Nuan snatched it again, even taking his wine glass, and handed the wine to Cai Xiaojing, who then passed it around.

Cai Xiaojing was silent.

*These two young people, do they have to be so endearing? How long will they keep up this awkwardness?*

Wen Nuan unceremoniously scooped the lobster from his bowl. *Peel it then, fine.* Ye Feimo looked content. A few people noticed their subtle intimacy but said nothing. After all, it wasn’t the first time Young Master Ye had gotten involved with an artist under his company.

Wen Nuan wasn’t close to them; she was just a celebrity. Everyone already assumed her obtaining the endorsement was due to her close relationship with Ye Feimo, and this now seemed to confirm it.

They had seen too much of this kind of thing and no longer had any opinions. It was a consensual matter, an internal affair of Anning. Everyone just turned a blind eye.

No one would have any thoughts about it.

After all, most of the people present were older gentlemen. The makeup artist was middle-aged, and the two other women were also no longer young, so there was no reason for jealousy. In fact, they thought Wen Nuan and Young Master Ye were quite a good match.

Watching Wen Nuan peel shrimp while muttering curses was uniquely amusing.

Finally, she peeled one shrimp and tossed it into his bowl.

Ye Feimo ate it with satisfaction.

As he ate, he pushed the bowl back. "Debone the fish."

Wen Nuan was furious. Ye Feimo’s gaze drifted to the wine bottle. Wen Nuan gritted her teeth. "Drink then, drink yourself to death."

Ye Feimo decisively grabbed the wine from in front of her. Wen Nuan was truly anxious. This man would stop at nothing to achieve his goals. She had no choice but to snatch the wine back and resignedly began to debone the fish for him.

Ye Feimo had rather peculiar tastes; he wouldn’t eat anything else but fish and lobster.

So Wen Nuan peeled shrimp, deboned fish, peeled shrimp, deboned fish, repeating the cycle endlessly. Ye Feimo was finally content, his cloudy mood turning clear. Full and sated, he reached for a sip of wine, but Wen Nuan glared at him, refusing him even a drop.

Ye Feimo, surprisingly, obeyed, eating only the lobster Wen Nuan peeled and the fresh fish meat she deboned. He looked down on everything else, thoroughly enjoying being waited on by Wen Nuan.

Wen Nuan wanted to throw the peeled lobster in his face.

That cold expression looked exactly like that of a petty person gloating.

Wen Nuan had to peel her own lobster to eat. After finally serving this demanding ’master,’ she could finally fill her own stomach. It was truly a unique experience.

Ye Feimo, having had enough of his antics, saw that Wen Nuan wasn’t speaking to him again. His face went from sunny to cloudy again. Wen Nuan was speechless. *What was this all about?* "What exactly do you want?"

"To drink!" Young Master Ye declared righteously.

"You’ve had enough. You’ll get drunk if you drink more."

"Better if I get drunk."

"What’s good about being drunk?"

"I can do bad things when I’m drunk," Ye Feimo answered solemnly, which stunned Wen Nuan. Cai Xiaojing, eating an oyster, almost spat it out. Wen Nuan’s eye twitched.

She handed her juice to Ye Feimo. "Drink this."

Ye Feimo looked at the orange juice with disdain, thinking coldly, *Orange juice... no wonder Wen Nuan likes orange juice so much. So, orange juice equals Fang Liucheng. How convenient.*

He decisively pushed the glass to the right, resolving never to let her drink orange juice again.

Wen Nuan took Ye Feimo’s glass and took a sip of the white wine. When eating lobster, a few sips of white wine tasted quite good. Ye Feimo looked at her coldly. "That’s my wine."

"Confiscated!" Wen Nuan said.

Her alcohol tolerance had improved quite a bit, so a few drinks were fine.

At that moment, Director Li came over to toast. It was rare for Ye Feimo to treat them, so everyone was in high spirits and wanted to drink with him. Young Master Ye thought coldly to himself, *If Wen Nuan weren’t here, who would I spend tens of thousands on to treat you to dinner?*

However, considering the chance to drink, he would temporarily overlook it.

With these older gentlemen toasting, Wen Nuan naturally couldn’t stop it. Ye Feimo was already full, no longer on an empty stomach, so drinking should be fine. A few people were already quite drunk, shouting for more. Ye Feimo was in a good mood and drank several glasses.

These were potent alcoholic drinks. Wen Nuan was genuinely afraid he would get drunk and couldn’t help but say, "Ye Feimo, you still have to drive later."

Ye Feimo calmly replied, "My pre-paid fines are enough for me to run red lights for ten years. If I get caught, they’ll just deduct from that. No big deal."

Wen Nuan: "..."

Cai Xiaojing was also speechless. *Pre-paying fines? President Ye, you truly are far-sighted.*

A man of great wisdom, indeed.

Wen Nuan shook her head helplessly. Getting caught was a minor issue; drunk driving and injuring someone would be bad. Besides, what if something happened? When Xiao Wu toasted him again, Wen Nuan smilingly took the glass and sweetly said, "Don’t force him anymore; he’s almost drunk. Please, everyone, go easy on him."

Ye Feimo’s face was flushed. Once the alcohol hit, he was probably truly going to get drunk.

Director Li clapped his hands. "What’s your relationship, you two?"

Ye Feimo immediately pulled Wen Nuan into an embrace and said very seriously, "My wife!"

The entire room fell silent!

One person, holding a piece of shrimp, accidentally dropped it into their bowl, splattering soup everywhere.

Wen Nuan first gave a fake laugh, then a silly laugh, then a very serious laugh. "See? I told you, he’s drunk, drunk, drunk..."

Ye Feimo coldly snorted twice. Wen Nuan sat down, her mind in turmoil, grabbed a wine glass, and gulped down the contents.

*He’s drunk.*

*He’s drunk, so it doesn’t count.*

Wen Nuan’s face was expressionless, but her heart churned like a stormy sea... *He’s drunk, completely drunk...*

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