The CEO's Substitute Ex-Wife-Chapter 146: A Star’s Weary Return

The next morning, Director Lin Ning took Wen Nuan, Zhou Chengge, and the others to catch their flight. She didn’t see Ye Feimo. Uncharacteristically, Wen Nuan wore sunglasses and had heavier makeup on.

Everyone found it strange. Lin Ning frowned, looking at her. They had practically booked out the first-class cabin. Wen Nuan sat with Lin Ning, and as she lay resting, Lin Ning asked, "What’s wrong with your eyes?"

"Nothing."

"If it’s nothing, take off your sunglasses and let me see." Director Lin was a sharp, cool and beautiful person; the moment Wen Nuan stirred, he knew she was lying. Wen Nuan didn’t want to talk too much with the director and turned her head away to rest.

Three grueling hours later, they finally reached their destination. Wen Nuan still wore her sunglasses during the promotions. Zhou Chengge smiled, "Our beauty is looking cool today."

Wen Nuan smiled but didn’t respond.

This promotional event was no different from the others. They were intimately familiar with the questions reporters would ask and how to answer them. They had to say almost the same things at every event, maintaining their best demeanor no matter how tired or sleepy they were.

Behind the glamour lay countless hardships.

Doing one or two such promotional events could be exciting, but doing ten easily became tedious.

Despite the tedium, the main cast and crew still worked hard to promote the film.

For the evening’s TV program, Director Lin, unusually, took Peng Yuming, Cheng Ying, and Zhou Chengge, allowing Wen Nuan to rest at the hotel.

Wen Nuan was grateful for Director Lin’s consideration. Her eyes were red and swollen, like a panda’s, and even heavy makeup couldn’t conceal it. Going to the TV station would only scare people, so it was better not to go...

Feeling low, Wen Nuan called Cai Xiaojing to chat. After half an hour, Wen Nuan fell asleep, her phone still on.

After Director Lin and Zhou Chengge finished their promotions and returned to the hotel, he called Young Master Ye. "I say, Ye Er, what’s going on with you? Wen Nuan still has promotions ahead; can you make sure she’s presentable on camera?"

Ye Feimo remained silent, not a sound. Lin Ning was exasperated. "Did you two fight?"

"It’s over!" Ye Feimo hung up the phone.

Lin Ning cursed under his breath, a chill running through him. What did "it’s over" mean?

What had happened between those two?

The subsequent promotions went smoothly, completing the tour and returning to A City.

Upon her return, Wen Nuan immediately participated in the A City promotional event. The venue was not far from Anning International Tower, and many fans had gathered. Wen Nuan was utterly exhausted and not in the best spirits, but she tried her best to cooperate with the promotional work.

The evening’s program was held at the MBS International Television studio.

MBS International Television’s prime-time show was still *Towards Happiness*, Anning International’s long-running program with consistently high ratings. Each episode garnered about 50% viewership in A City, meaning about 50% of A City’s population watched the show. It was the most successful entertainment program in the country.

This particular episode of *Towards Happiness* was dedicated to promoting *Beauty of the City*.

The studio was on the 18th floor of Anning International Tower.

After the promotional event, everyone rested for an hour before heading to the 18th floor of Anning International for rehearsal. The live broadcast was scheduled from 8:30 PM to 10:00 PM, and before that, they needed to do a simple rehearsal.

Although every show was similar and they were familiar with the routine, the director of the segment insisted on a rehearsal to maintain the show’s quality. Lin Ning and the others arrived at the company at 6:00 PM.

It was another boxed meal. Wen Nuan had no appetite and stopped after a couple of bites.

Cai Xiaojing happened to be at the company and came up to see them. Noticing Wen Nuan ate little and had lost so much weight, she was greatly surprised. "Have you not been eating?"

"Why are you so thin again?"

Wen Nuan smiled. "I’m not hungry, just tired and sleepy."

Cai Xiaojing looked at her dark circles. "Poor girl, just one more night, and it’ll be over. Then you can go home and get some good sleep. The fan meetups at the cinema won’t be for a few more days, so you can rest for a bit. I’ll wait for you to finish work and take you home."

"Sounds good!" Wen Nuan said with a smile.

Cai Xiaojing looked at her, wanting to say something but ultimately holding back. Wen Nuan rehearsed once, but her condition wasn’t good. During a break, she casually picked up a magazine and read it in the corridor.

The cover showed a photo of Ye Feimo and Han Bi hand-in-hand at a charity gala.

Wen Nuan checked the date; it was three days ago.

Her already low mood sank even further. Recalling Cai Xiaojing’s earlier hesitant look, Wen Nuan gave a self-deprecating smile. What did it have to do with her?

She took a deep breath and flipped through the contents. It was Anning’s entertainment magazine, and it revealed that Han Bi and Ye Feimo had been childhood sweethearts seven years ago. It even stated that after their long separation, sparks had flown, and they had reconciled, with good news on the horizon.

In the photos, Ye Feimo was still expressionless; it seemed he was always expressionless in front of the camera. Han Bi, however, smiled brightly and happily beside him. The two had been inseparable recently, very intimate.

Han Bi radiated charm, and Ye Feimo was cold yet elegant—truly a perfect match.

Stories of reconciliation always added a touch of beauty. Even she, after reading such reports, felt they were truly a perfect match, a golden couple, just as they should be.

Good news on the horizon... yes, good news was probably really close. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

After all, Ye Feimo had liked her for so many years, and Han Bi liked him too, so why wouldn’t good news be close?

This magazine was well-edited, Wen Nuan mused, reading it thoroughly. Zhou Chengge called her to enter for the filming, and Wen Nuan responded, walking into the studio.

At 8:30 PM.

Ye Feimo twirled a pen in his hand and turned on the TV. MBS International Television was broadcasting Director Lin Ning and Wen Nuan’s segment live. Wen Nuan in the frame was exquisitely made up and gorgeous, without a single flaw from any angle.

His eyes narrowed dangerously. Han Bi called. Ye Feimo pursed his lips and answered. Han Bi said, "Feimo, want to have dinner together?"

"No time!"

"I asked your secretary; you don’t have anything planned tonight," Han Bi’s voice was sweet, with a hint of coquetry. "Can we go out for dinner together? I miss you."

"No time!"

"Feimo..." Han Bi’s soft voice dragged on, but Ye Feimo hung up. Han Bi was so angry she wanted to throw her phone. Just a few days ago, he had accompanied her to brand cultural festivals, charity galas, and jewelry exhibitions, and everything had been fine. Now, today, he had no time.

Was it because Wen Nuan was back?

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