The CEO's Substitute Ex-Wife-Chapter 165: Brain-dead Games

Wen Nuan struggled free, smiling somewhat indifferently. She didn’t want to love so humbly. It’s just that Han Bi was, after all, his past. If he couldn’t forget her, there was nothing Wen Nuan could do. But she could wait, wait until Ye Feimo completely forgot about Han Bi.

"Give me the tablet. I want to play a game," Wen Nuan said with a smile, changing the subject. Ye Feimo handed her the tablet. Wen Nuan took the device back to the sofa, kicked off her shoes, and sat leaning against the sofa in a rather unladylike fashion, playing games with her feet tucked up.

Ye Feimo smiled. Aside from his family, no other woman had ever dared to be so casual in front of him, with no trace of deliberately maintaining a perfect image.

He liked this side of Wen Nuan.

Such a woman was like a gust of wind, warming his heart, and also like a flame, igniting his passion.

He smiled. There was simply too much work that afternoon, and he had no intention of explaining the Han Bi situation or the abandonment to Wen Nuan. Ye Feimo found it difficult to talk about being dumped, as no man wants to lose face in front of the woman he likes. He wants to always be seen as wise and powerful, eternally perfect.

He didn’t want to talk much about such a humiliating matter as being abandoned. Although he knew that in Wen Nuan’s mind, he probably had no connection to "wise and powerful," there were some things, some wounds, he simply wasn’t willing to uncover.

Ye Feimo’s gaze drifted to the books on the shelf. He had noticed Wen Nuan’s expression earlier, that moment of stunned sadness. Ye Feimo pursed his lips and bent his head back to work.

Zhang Ling brought in some documents. Wen Nuan looked up to greet her, then lowered her head back to her game. Zhang Ling inwardly marveled. No woman, apart from the CEO’s wife, had ever managed to stay in this office for more than half an hour.

*A miracle.*

After Zhang Ling left, Wen Nuan wailed, "Ye Feimo, what kind of terrible game is this? I can’t even get past the first level!"

"What game are you playing?"

"That one on your desktop, ’I Am the Leader of a Terrorist Organization.’ What a terrible name, what a terrible game! It’s such a rip-off. I can’t even pass one level out of 40! Is there no justice?" Wen Nuan was on the verge of tears.

She had seen Ye Feimo playing this game regularly. The graphics were excellent, the quality was superb, the characters were beautiful, and the scenery was incredibly impressive—much better than the games she usually played, with full features too.

Ye Feimo played it effortlessly, happily chopping down bosses. So why was she always the one being chopped down by the bosses?

"You’re playing with my account? And you haven’t even passed one level? You’re too clumsy, aren’t you?" Ye Feimo covered his face, walked over, and taught her how to play the game hand-in-hand. "My account is already level 96, and 100 is max level. You couldn’t even get past Peach Blossom Island? Are you really that clumsy?"

It was like **Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic**, fighting a **Beggar Gang** disciple without a bag and still getting killed. How clumsy would you have to be to get killed like that?

"What kind of ridiculous rules are these? This is how it’s played? It’s such a rip-off! Is there a game guide?"

"No!"

"What kind of game is this? I haven’t seen it on the market."

"My brother developed it for fun."

"Isn’t your brother an artist?"

"It’s a side job."

"..."

Ye Feimo touched his nose. "How about you go play those brain-dead games you usually play? They’re more suitable for you. This kind of high-intelligence game isn’t right for you."

Wen Nuan: "..."

"My apologies. I momentarily forgot your pride and spoke the truth. But I’m not a liar."

Wen Nuan: "...Get lost!"

Ye Feimo burst out laughing. Wen Nuan extended her leg to kick him. *How could there be such a sharp-tongued man?*

He gave her a fierce kiss and then returned to work.

Wen Nuan began to reflect. *Would she be affecting Ye Feimo’s work by being here?*

*Hmm, just play the game and ignore him.*

Wen Nuan muted the game. She was playing happily when a name suddenly popped up in the world chat.

**Mo Xiaobai is the Top:** Little Cousin Brother, you’re playing games in broad daylight too, hoho, come and dote on me quickly.

Wen Nuan was mortified...

*This name is too amusing! Are you really that unwilling to be the bottom? According to fujoshi analysis, only men who are unwilling to be dominated constantly declare, "I am the top, I am the top."*

**Ye Ershao:** ...

**Mo Xiaobai is the Top:** Little Cousin Brother, are you mute?

**Ye Ershao:** ...

**Mo Xiaobai is the Top:** Little Cousin Brother, let’s go to **Mochou Sea** and cut off the boss’s **JJ**!

**Ye Ershao:** ...

**Mo Xiaobai is the Top:** Little Cousin Brother, were you hacked by Big Cousin Brother?

**Ye Ershao:** ...

**Mo Xiaobai is the Top:** Is this the legendary auto-reply???????

**Ye Ershao:** Mmm.

**Mo Xiaobai is the Top:** Little Cousin Brother, you’re finally normal! Come quickly, Shuang, and Little Brother and I are at Mochou Sea. We’re going to cut off the boss’s **JJ**. Come, come quickly.

Wen Nuan glanced at Ye Feimo, then twisted her body to find the path to Mochou Sea. After all, Wen Nuan was an experienced gamer, and many game settings were similar. She quickly found the teleportation array.

In a flash, the scenery changed.

Mochou Sea was a wonderland, beautiful as a dream, intoxicating. Mochou Sea was shrouded in mist, with majestic mountains and lotus flowers everywhere. Truly beautiful.

When Wen Nuan arrived, several people were already waiting.

**I Am Mo Xiaobai’s Little Brother.**

**Peerless in the World.**

**Mo Xiaobai is the Top.**

**Mo Yao is the Emperor.**

**Kaka is the Fox.**

Wen Nuan teared up. *Who were these people? It seems Young Master Ye’s game name was the most normal.*

**Mo Yao is the Emperor:** How do you have time to play games today?

**Ye Ershao:** I play games every day.

**Kaka is the Fox:** Kids who play games at work aren’t good kids.

**Peerless in the World:** Feimo, you’re best at long-range attacks. Go bleed him first.

*Bleed him? How do I bleed him?* Wen Nuan fumbled with how to attack the boss in the game. *By the way, this boss is so handsome and dashing; it’s a shame to attack him.*

**Mo Xiaobai is the Top:** Oh, Little Cousin Brother, why aren’t you attacking yet? Are you playing the game while making love? So slow.

**Ye Ershao:** **Total Bottom**!

**Peerless in the World:** *Pfft!*

**Kaka is the Fox:** Sharp!

**I Am Mo Xiaobai’s Little Brother:** Xiaobai, be good. Come into Little Brother’s embrace. Little Brother will dote on you.

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