The CEO's Substitute Ex-Wife-Chapter 175: An Unexpected Wardrobe Malfunction

It was already winter in December, but A City was like spring year-round. The night temperature was around twelve or thirteen degrees Celsius, not very cold, so Wen Nuan could go out in a dress and jacket. While he was casually Browse outside, he noticed a **pure silver butterfly bracelet**. Ye Feimo looked at it and felt it was quite nice. Wen Nuan had plenty of jewelry, but she didn’t seem to like bracelets.

Butterfly accessories suited her very well. Ye Feimo liked it, so he casually bought it, and then bought her a black hat. The shoppers in the store watched Ye Feimo with fascination; he was like a prince.

Everyone felt his face was familiar but didn’t immediately recognize him.

When Wen Nuan was changing, she let her hair down. Unfortunately, the dress zipper got stuck. Ye Feimo was waiting outside, having already chosen the bracelet and hat. He opened the door to ask for help. The sales assistant was about to go, but Ye Feimo smiled and asked her to sit down, saying he would help instead.

The sales assistant touched her nose. *Well, they are a couple, after all.*

Wen Nuan widened her eyes in surprise when she saw Ye Feimo enter. "Why are *you* here?"

"Why shouldn’t it be me?"

Wen Nuan was on the verge of tears, her face blazing red. The small dressing room’s atmosphere immediately became ambiguous. Wen Nuan felt awkward. "Hey, get out! Call the sales assistant to help."

Ye Feimo turned her around and adjusted the zipper. The dress was stuck, and Ye Feimo’s hand inevitably brushed her fair skin. Wen Nuan was so sensitive that goosebumps appeared.

A faint smile played on his lips.

*So cute.*

Once the zipper was finally fixed, Wen Nuan quickly tried to push him out. Ye Feimo stood still. "Shouldn’t I get a reward?"

Wen Nuan was flustered. "Stop messing around, hurry and get out! I’m begging you!"

For a seamless silhouette, she wasn’t wearing a bra under the dress, only nipple pasties. With him standing there, she felt incredibly awkward, worried the dress might slip. Ye Feimo deliberately hugged her from behind, his hands playfully moving upwards to cup her softness. Wen Nuan frowned, biting her lip, and couldn’t help but step back onto his foot. Ye Feimo’s lips landed on her neck, then gently took her earlobe into his mouth.

Wen Nuan’s entire body was paralyzed, currents coursing through her, as if draining all her strength. Her legs weakened, and she almost stumbled. Ye Feimo smilingly held her waist. Wen Nuan was utterly mortified.

"Ye Feimo, will you stop messing around?"

"Alright, give me a reward."

Wen Nuan inwardly groaned. *You’re the one who came in here!* But to prevent a certain beast from getting carried away and doing something shameful right there in the dressing room, Wen Nuan had no choice but to kiss his lips.

Ye Feimo wrapped his arms around her waist, sitting on the small sofa in the dressing room, pulling Wen Nuan onto his lap. His hands mischievously tugged at her dress, making Wen Nuan incredibly embarrassed.

She had to resist his kisses while also fighting off his hands.

"You really are an ani... animal."

Ye Feimo was finally satisfied and released Wen Nuan. Her dress had been pulled down by him, revealing her beautifully shaped softness. Ye Feimo’s hands playfully teased the rosy tips. Wen Nuan gritted her teeth. Someone was trying on clothes in the next cubicle!

She was almost kneeling between his legs. Ye Feimo’s kisses trailed down her neck, landing on her softness, gently sucking and nibbling. Wen Nuan gritted her teeth, nearly crying out in humiliation, and couldn’t help but hold his head, unsure whether to push him away or offer herself more.

The sensation was truly a mix of everything.

The night air was a bit chilly, and her body, exposed, felt cool. Yet, deep within her, a scorching fire seemed to ignite, threatening to burn her to ashes—a dual sensation of ice and fire.

She desperately wanted to stop Ye Feimo but found herself powerless.

"Damn it, I want you..." Ye Feimo said in exasperation, one hand brazenly kneading her waist, moving down her curve. Wen Nuan felt a bit flustered. His half-smile made her body feel like it was burning up.

Ye Feimo, with that expression, was at his most beastly, most sensual, and yet most captivating.

This charm was specifically aimed at women consumed by passion. It truly possessed an enchanting allure, making refusal impossible. Coupled with such a handsome appearance, who could resist his advances?

"That’s enough..." Wen Nuan grabbed his hand. "Get out!"

"Not satisfied yet."

"You need to pick a place for intimacy! This is so embarrassing! Get out, quickly!" Wen Nuan pulled her dress back up, covering herself to prevent him from becoming more desirous. Ye Feimo smiled.

"Just one more kiss," he said with a smile.

Wen Nuan threw a punch that almost hit his face, but he caught her hand and then held her head, kissing her fiercely several times. Finally, he released her, satisfied.

"I’ll deal with you when we get home today," Ye Feimo said with a smile, neatly adjusting his clothes like a true gentleman and exiting the dressing room gracefully. Wen Nuan sighed, tearfully muttering to herself that he must have been conceived when his dad was doing something mischievous.

Wen Nuan let out a long breath and began to change her clothes.

Outside, people were murmuring, *Why is a zipper stuck for so long?*

Something impure must have happened. A man and a woman, and the woman was wearing so little—a soft, warm beauty. But seeing Ye Feimo looking so upright, gentlemanly, and full of integrity, people generally felt it was insulting to think such thoughts about them.

Such a distinguished gentleman certainly wouldn’t do anything improper in a public place like this.

*Look at him, so polite, so elegant, so dignified.*

Everyone envied Wen Nuan for having such a tall, handsome, and seemingly wealthy Prince Charming.

Wen Nuan came out, and Ye Feimo’s eyes lit up. He couldn’t help but say, "This young master’s taste is truly excellent. You look beautiful."

Wen Nuan adjusted her hair, laughing, "Don’t flatter yourself. It’s because this girl is naturally good-looking, and a good model. I look good in anything."

Everyone unanimously thought, *Damn, the narcissistic duo.*

Wen Nuan was fastening her belt when Ye Feimo walked over and tied a bow on her side. The watermelon-red long coat with a black belt looked very stylish. Ye Feimo then placed the hat on her head and fastened the bracelet, completing a perfect look.

Wen Nuan squinted, giggling, *Whose girl is this? So beautiful!*

Ye Feimo shook his head, swiped his card, and bought the entire set. Wen Nuan didn’t insist on paying. After all, it was only a few thousand dollars in total, which Ye Feimo could easily afford. She didn’t need to argue with him over it; inviting him for a bubble tea would suffice.

Wen Nuan’s formal gown was rented, as was her jewelry, and she still had to return them. She suddenly smacked her head. "I’m so stupid! My clothes are still at the dress shop. Why did I buy new ones?"

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