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20% Wheedling Young Master Fei / Chapter 8: Chapter 8 His Love For Her

Chapter 8: Chapter 8 His Love For Her

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Ah Qing sat in the driver's seat with a heart filled with trepidation.

"Start the car," Fei Mo ordered before he fell silent again like a statue.

Ah Qing who was too afraid to speak focused on driving wholeheartedly.

Although Fei Mo was clearly the one who invited her out, under these circumstances, Yun Yiyi felt like an unwanted guest. Earlier, she had felt that Ah Qing's way of addressing her eldest young madam was rather awkward so she decided to use this topic to dispel the silence in the car. "Sir, you don't have to address me as young madam in the future…

Ah Qing felt so scared that his foot pressed harder on the accelerator! The first thing Yun Yiyi had said after entering the car was directed to him! He furtively looked at the rearview mirror to gauge Fei Mo's expression before he answered tentatively, "Young madam, you can just refer to me as Ah Qing."

"Ah Qing, my name is Yun Yiyi. You can just call me Yiyi," Yun Yiyi said with a smile. Then, she looked at Fei Mo and gently said, "President Fei, in fact, there's no need for us to go to a cafe. We can just talk in the car."

In the midst of the commotion earlier, Yun Yiyi had forgotten about the box of documents she had left on the floor. Who knew if the box had overturned and her documents were lying on the floor? She did not want her colleagues to see her things on the floor. If she returned to collect them the next day, it would be awkward having to bid farewell to them all over again. Therefore, she planned to return to the office.

Ah Qing snuck a look at the duo at the back seat. He felt really uneasy since he could tell the atmosphere was not right.

At this moment, Fei Mo turned around, meeting Ah Qing's gaze in the rearview mirror. His eyes were like ice as he said lightly, "Ah Qing, play Una Mattina."

The soothing piano melody began to play in the car.

Ah Qing felt like crying. The piano melody was clearly very soothing, but why did it sound so threatening to him?

When Yun Yiyi saw that Fei Mo had finally spoken, she asked again, "President Fei… What do you need to see me for?"

Fei Mo turned his head to look out of the window again. His eyes were distant, and no expression could be seen on his handsome face. Without looking at her, he faintly said, "It's nothing much. Since we've gotten married, you'll be living in Wan Mei Villa in the future."

Yun Yiyi was stunned. Wan Mei Villa? She knew it was Fei Mo's residence. Was he bringing her back to meet his family now?

In any case, they had gotten married. If they were to live separately, it might generate unsavory gossip and make people doubt the authenticity of their marriage. "That's fine. However, I haven't packed my things. Why don't I pack my things today and move in tomorrow?"

"There's no need for you to pack. Everything you need is there...." Fei Mo said indifferently.

"But..." Yun Yiyi opened her mouth, but in the end, she did not continue to speak. Fei Mo probably needed to give his family an explanation as soon as possible. He must have already informed them about their marriage.

He must have ordered his servants to prepare the things she needed. However, what about clothes? How could they know the sizes of her clothes?

Soon after, a thought appeared in her mind. Did Fei Mo inform her family about their marriage? If it was possible, she would rather keep her family in the dark about their marriage. She was afraid her family would ask him for money after seeing that she had married someone with an even higher status. She did not want to cause him any trouble. In the end, she mustered up her courage and asked, "President Fei, have you informed my family about marriage?"

"No." Fei Mo's answer was clear and curt.

Yun Yiyi felt herself relaxed slightly upon hearing his reply. Then, she said meaningfully, "President Fei, I hope to keep my family in the dark about our marriage..."

Fei Mo was a smart person so he knew the meaning behind her words. "Alright."

Upon hearing Fei Mo agreeing to her request, she finally heaved a sigh of relief.

With this, silence descended in the car again.

The air in the car was exceptionally cold.

Achoo!

Yun Yiyi's sneeze broke the silence. She instinctively rubbed her arms. 'It's so cold!'

Fei Mo turned to look at Yun Yiyi. Her arms were wrapped around her body, and she looked incredibly frail. He felt his breath caught in his throat when he saw her biting her lips to endure the cold. She was clearly cold, but she stubbornly refused to say anything. Was she being considerate toward him? In the end, he said in a low voice that held a trace of worry, "Ah Qing, I'm a little cold."

"I'll turn on the heater." Ah Qing wasted no time in turning on the heater. He knew his young master was concerned about Yun Yiyi. He looked at her surreptitiously and thought to himself in confusion, 'How strange! Why didn't she wear the dress that young master bought her? Most importantly, this is the first time his young master has given a gift to a girl!'

"Thank you." Yun Yiyu looked at Fei Mo who was dressed in a black suit. It was clear he did not feel cold and had only said so because of her. Thinking about this, she could not help the little bit of warmth that appeared in her heart. Her eyes were gentle when she looked at him at this moment.

Coincidentally, Fei Mo turned to look at Yun Yiyi and saw her looking at him with her clear and bright eyes. Her expression was gentle and her smile was warm. It was not the distant smile she had worn when he first met her. This time, he could tell she was sincerely smiling at him. With these thoughts in mind, his heart skipped a beat despite himself.

"This melody seems a little sad..." Yun Yiyi mused. Then, she turned to Ah Qing and said in a soft voice, "Ah Qing, let's switch to Time in a Bottle. President Fei and I like that song."

"Uh… Well..." A troubled expression appeared on Ah Qing's face.

"What is it?"

A hint of embarrassment could be seen on Ah Qing's face as he looked at Yun Yiyi's confused expression. "Young madam, young master likes to listen to this song when he's in a bad mood. He only listens to Time in a Bottle when he's in a good mood so..."

'Does this mean Fei Mo is in a bad mood all this time?' Yun Yiyi was shocked. It seemed like she was right about him being angry earlier.

"Young madam, young master was in a good mood before he went to your office."

Yun Yiyi. "..."

Fei Mo frowned slightly. "Drive!"

Ah Qing's body stiffened, and he no longer dared to speak. Based on the expression on his young master's face when he looked in the rearview mirror, it was clear that his young master was displeased with his blabbering.

For the umpteenth time, silence descended in the car again.

Yun Yiyi looked at Fei Mo whose face was as cold as a block of ice. How could she not know why he was angry? She said resolutely, "I'll make things clear to him."

Fei Mo looked at Yun Yiyi with a profound gaze before he looked out the window again.

Yun Yiyi who had gotten warmer leaned her head against the headrest and made herself comfortable. From the corners of her eyes, she suddenly saw a piece of paper at the bottom of the seat. Upon closer inspection, she saw Prada's logo on the top of the paper. She picked it up and discovered it was a receipt from Prada for the purchase of a white satin dress at the price of 128,800 yuan.

She thought to herself, 'A white satin dress from Prada? How familiar…'

When realization finally dawned on her, she was shocked. She instinctively turned to look at Fei Mo. 'So it was him!' 


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