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her junior high, high school to university days.For three consecutive birthdays, she had climbed to the highest peak in A City and shouted that she would marry Fang Liucheng.But becoming his wife had...The Substitute Ex-Wife of the CEO Finale 1111 Bonus Chapter

"Not even a kiss, no motivation to work..." Mo Jue grumbled as he obediently invaded the anti-terror database. Human weapons, sigh, they are really hard to catch. Half an hour later, Mo Jue still couldn't find any leads. Since Ye Wei mentioned something about professional ethics and it's not right to ask Mu Mu for help, he decided to go ask him anyway. He didn't have such lofty principles as professional ethics, so there was nothing stopping him from asking.

The next day, Mo Jue sought out Mu Mu with a commanding tone and demanded the data on human weapons. Mu Mu stared at him for a few seconds before hesitatingly packing a set of documents for Mo Jue late that night. After sending the documents to Mo Jue, he continued transmitting for several hours. Upon receiving them, Mo Jue packed up and sent everything over to Zhou Muhuan. Once this was done, Mo Jue felt satisfied and went to Ye Wei to ask for a reward. Ye Wei couldn't believe it when she asked, "You've already finished everything"

"Yes, I have." Mo Jue nodded seriously, his face showing an expression that said, 'Come on, wife, give me my reward.' Ye Wei was amazed, as he had claimed yesterday that it wasn’t possible. Smiling happily, Mo Jue replied, "No difficulty at all."

Ye Wei believed him without a doubt and didn't realize that he cheated. Mu Mu is tight-lipped, so he wouldn't usually mention such matters to Ye Wei. He naturally assumed that Ye Wei must already know about it. Mo Jue immediately pounced on Ye Wei to ask for his reward…

The return of Mo Yao and Xiao Bai made the Cloud Island even livelier. Everyone seemed not to mind Mu Mu's matter, with surveillance continuing as usual while those who were affectionate continued showing their love. Ye Wei and Shiyi kept training the two children daily, going to bed at 10 PM and waking up at 5 AM.

Gu Babu was a bit worried about her sons but didn't say anything. Mo Chen had successfully won over his beauty and was in high spirits lately, always smiling brightly. As for Mu Mu’s matter, he simply chose to pretend it never happened—not because he wasn’t concerned, but rather due to his trust in his son.

Her relationship with Mo Chen progressed steadily without any unexpected events or sudden passion; it developed gradually as she continued her work while slowly integrating into this family.

She genuinely loved the Mo family.

Loved everyone here.

Moyao rested on the island during this time, while Mochen and Mo Xiaobai started shuttling between Qianyun Island and Rome. They would walk for three days and rest for two. Wushuang occasionally flew to the Middle East for a few days, with Kakka sometimes accompanying her there; at other times he stayed home taking care of their children and serving as the chief intelligence handler behind the scenes for the first terrorist organization. This role did not require him to be on the front lines since all work was done covertly—Kakka had originally been involved in intelligence work, making this task familiar to him.

Everyone played their respective roles well.

This day was no different from any other; nothing out of the ordinary happened. Yet something quite strange occurred—a U.S. F-22 fighter jet flew over Qianyun Island.

A total of four such advanced fighter jets, pride and joy of the U.S. strategic weapons department, appeared in succession.

At that moment, Moye, Mojie, Ye Wei, Shiyi, Rongyan, Chu Li, and others were playing with their grandchildren on the beach. Moyao was teaching Mu Mu and Sen Sen how to shoot a gun, while Gu Baobao was drawing design sketches on the sand, receiving suggestions from Wushuang.

It was an idyllic scene of familial bliss.

The sudden appearance of several fighter jets surprised everyone.

Ye Wei and Shiyi simultaneously looked at Mu Mu. Mu Mu frowned and instinctively said, "I haven't done anything."

All were well aware of the situation with Mu Mu; Ye Wei did not keep it from Rongyan and Chu Li—they are one entity, so they needed to know about any potential island crisis. Gu Baobao seemed puzzled and asked in bewilderment, "What's going on"

Everyone quickly composed themselves while Moyao went to the control station. In an instant, these fighter jets turned around and started circling over Qianyun Island again. Kakka and Wushuang wanted to head for the weapons depot, but Ye Wei told them not to wander about aimlessly; they should just continue with their work.

Moyao called Xiaobai.

Xiaobai wasn't at home today; he had gone to Rome and would return in the afternoon. Moyao didn't want him to come back now, fearing that Xiaobai might encounter fighter jets, which could be dangerous if they met with combat-ready aircraft.

Although Xiao Bai was still in Rome, he worriedly asked, "Is it serious"

"Not too serious. They're unknown entities and we don't know what they are doing. It might be a military exercise." Moyao said, frowning. "The South American Air Force's performance season has started; there may be such exercises for some time."

"An air force exercise"

Moyao didn't elaborate further with Xiaobai but told him to stay in Rome and not return yet. He was watching the satellite surveillance footage from the main control console. Apart from these few fighter jets, there were three blackbird high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft at 15,000 meters above, hidden within cloud layers, their radar signals very weak because of their small size.

Ye Wei and Shiyi also entered the main control center and said with pursed lips, "What's going on"

"It looks like a military exercise, but it doesn't seem to be one."

"Bull** military exercise. There has never been any military exercise in this area." Ye Wei impatiently said. Moyao pulled up historical surveillance footage and coolly stated, "Mumu hasn't leaked anything."

"I didn't say that Mumu revealed it; if he had, there would have already been missiles launched on the beach just now."

Eleven exclaimed, "Oh no...

"What's wrong" Ye Wei turned to ask.

"Weiwei, come take a look," Eleven pulled Ye Wei over. Twenty kilometers away from them in the Caribbean Sea was an island where four reconnaissance planes and twelve F-22 fighters were circling.

"What’s going on today Why are so many elite fighter jets mobilized" Ye Wei pursed her lips, "If it's against us, wouldn't that be an overestimation of our capabilities with such a large number of aircraft"

Mo Yao frowned and asked, "They avoided radar detection until we noticed them in the air. Mommy, doesn’t this seem abnormal to you" Ye Wei and Eleven thought of this point even before Mo Yao did.

Their combat experience was more extensive than Mo Yao's.

From the start, they had avoided radar detection; there would have been no need for them to lower their altitude for us to see them. The only reason must be that they wanted to catch us off guard. In other words, we are not their target, and thus they don't mind being seen by us, or perhaps it's because they are completely unaware that the Mafia is on this island.

Ye Wei and Eleven exchanged a glance, immediately understanding their intentions.

Ye Wei entered the satellite system and made a satellite call. This was an unused phone number for many years, and the terminal had not heard her voice in over ten years.

"Xiao Ping, notify everyone to be on high alert. The commander will arrive at the command center shortly." ABC TV station, ATB TV station, as well as Anning International Television Station. Reporters from major national television stations and large domestic online media outlets also surrounded her.Their...