Chapter 144: The Bitter Taste of Cold War

Every time they quarreled, he acted as if nothing had happened, but she didn’t possess that level of composure. To be insulted so profoundly and still greet him with a smile was beyond her.

"The movie’s promotional budget came from me. In other words, you’re staying in this room with my money. Why can’t I come in?" Ye Feimo retorted, his expression blank, his eyes fixed on her intently.