077 A Kiss

tely pulled back. Warming fumed—she stood there like a statue, not even blinking; what did he think he was doing"Let go!" Warming said coldly. Ye Feimo really had an odd temper—selfish and indifferent...078 Meet Fang Liucheng (3/3)

Han Bi stood on her tiptoes to kiss his lips. Warmin felt startled, pursed her lips, and withdrew into the pillar.

The woman of unparalleled charm and dazzling beauty was Ye Feimo's princess.

She was merely a Cinderella who took the place of the real princess.

The prince and Cinderella were just fairy tales. In reality, princes belonged to princesses like Ye Feiye, not Cinderellas like her.

She has grown up enough to no longer believe in fairy tales.

From Fang Liucheng, she learned one thing: don't open your heart entirely to someone. Her heart belongs neither to others nor to herself; it needs to be cherished and kept safe by her alone.

Ye Feimo and Han Bi have nothing to do with her. Warming touched the rose tear pendant around her neck. Perhaps tomorrow, this necklace will return to its rightful owner.

The sound of footsteps grew distant, and they finally left.

Warming let out a long sigh of relief.

Ye Feimo, since your princess has returned, can I, Cinderella, also go back to my original place

Perhaps he will ask her to leave tonight.

This contract might be nullified.

Meeting Fang Liucheng at the banquet was a shocking surprise for Wenran.

Seeing Fang Liucheng now, Wenran still feels a bitter pain in her heart. He was her most beautiful first love... no, it should be considered a one-sided infatuation; she had placed all her best and purest emotions on him.

But it was shattered by hatred, vanishing into nothing.

"Warmth" Gu Rui and Han Bi had intended to meet Fang Liucheng, but he spotted Warmth right away. He strode over and grabbed her wrist. Upon seeing her appearance, he sternly asked, "What are you doing here"

How beautiful the name Han Bi is! I worked hard to come up with an artistic name only for it to be deemed worthless by everyone. Han Bi looks so innocent, O(∩_∩)O ha-ha~s as too much resentment had rooted in him. Mo Xiao Bai punched through the bedroom’s tempered glass, shattering it with a clear sound, just like how his rage was overwhelming.Murong Yao squinted at M...