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Whatever Xiao Bai did was always perfect, but Mo Chen would still ask him to double-check everything out of fear that there might be mistakes. Although he always did it perfectly, this had become a habit due to the face Xiao Bai had which made others feel uneasy. Both Wu Shuang and Mo Chen were doing this for Xiao Bai's own good, but their intentions ended up causing...

Mo Yao sighed.

He truly didn't distrust Xiao Bai; it was probably just a habit that led to the mutual misunderstanding between them.

Xiao Bai was diligent and smart. However, no matter how hardworking or intelligent he might be, in their eyes, he was still their little brother who needed protection. They always wanted to do everything for him so he could live without worries and do whatever he pleased.

It was this indulgence that made Xiao Bai become the carefree person he is today.

Xiao Bai was cooking in the kitchen when Mo Yao picked up his phone. He knew that Mo Yao would call Mo Chen to ask him to take care of everything and have him check if there were any flaws left behind by Xiao Bai.

Standing blankly in the kitchen, Xiao Bai wondered why they couldn't just believe in him Why did he always feel inadequate

Brother, why can't I do it well enough for you

No matter how beautifully I complete a task, why don't I receive your approval or praise Why are you always worried that I might mess up everything

Xiao Bai was deeply troubled. With his back towards Mo Yao, he showed a look of sorrow and abandonment on his face, as if he were a stray puppy. He felt so miserable yet unable to suppress the urge to rush out and say, "Boss, I've finished it! Don't worry!"

But he held himself back. After a long while without hearing Mo Yao's voice, Xiao Bai turned around to see him casually flipping through a magazine. His eyes lit up with joy; he hurried over and sat beside Mo Yao, wagging his tail in the most flattering manner possible. "Boss..."

Mo Yao was used to seeing this expression on Xiao Bai's face—he found it incredibly endearing, like when Chu Choo's sheepdog looked at him with such puppy-like eyes that made them look like purple grapes stuck between its eyelids.

Xiao Bai smiled brightly and in an adorable manner, as though he wanted to shout out in joy: "Boss, you're acknowledging me now!"

Perhaps I am...

A slight bitterness rose within Mo Yao; such a silly Xiao Bai was rarely seen.

"Go and cook. Don't you want me to starve"

His tone was as usual cold and hard, but Mu Xiaobai was so delighted that he almost rushed over to kiss him. He happily went to the kitchen to prepare meals, while Mu Yao watched his busy back figure, secretly thinking that he would trust Xiao Bai.

In fact, during this period, he also trusted Xiao Bai very much.

"Xiao Bai, in fact, I believe in you a lot." Mu Yao felt it necessary to say something. However, he knew that Xiao Bai was proud; if his words touched on his sore spot, it would make him very unhappy.

He weighed his words carefully and did not know how to continue. He had never been good at arguing. The Black Hand Party's diplomacy almost always fell to Mu Chen and Mu Xiaobai. This was the first time he realized that being inarticulate could be a serious shortcoming.

Mu Xiaobai seemed to understand what his boss wanted to express. He stood in the kitchen, wearing an apron, but his eyes were bright and spirited, with upward-slanting peach blossom eyes as if scattering starlight across the sky. "Boss, I also believe in you. Even if you shoot a bullet at me with your gun, until my death, I will still believe that it was just an accidental discharge."

He looked intently at Mu Xiaobai, and his heart seemed to resonate with him; there was something fiery running through his veins like blood. What Xiao Bai said indeed was the deepest truth in his heart: even if you want to kill me, even if a bullet pierces my chest, I believe it's just an accidental discharge from your pistol, not that you truly wanted to kill me. This is a kind of trust so profound and unwavering that one could entrust their life.

At this moment, Xiao Bai seemed gradually to transform in his mind. The soft little brother he had always thought of was now hardened by the fiery passion, building up steel-like bones with an indomitable spirit.

Xiao Bai's heart brightened; Mu Yao’s recognition dispelled his long-standing dissatisfaction and gloomy thoughts, making him radiant and sunny. This happiness wasn’t fake but came from deep within, radiating through every pore of his skin.

However, he was unaware that in this moment of Xiao Bai’s joy, Mu Yao had gained a new understanding of him.

In the following days, Mu Yao's recovery went smoothly. He gave Xiao Bai full authority to handle all his duties, which was unprecedented; previously, Xiao Bai only handled matters within his own jurisdiction.

Mu Xiaobai managed every matter perfectly, with a style different from Mu Yao’s but achieving similar results, surprising Mu Yao greatly. Thus, he became more certain of his past mistakes: the space he had allowed for Xiao Bai was too limited.

No wonder Xiao Bai always looked dejected despite his joking manner; no wonder every year at the end-of-year meeting, Xiao Bai would be visibly displeased—now it all made sense…

Their interactions seemed to have a new feeling of harmony for the first time.

In the past, either Xiao Bai avoided Mu Yao or teased him. They rarely discussed Black Hand Party affairs face-to-face, and he seldom expressed his opinions in front of Mu Yao because he thought if they differed from the boss’s views, Mu Yao would reject them outright.

Although facts could prove Mu Yao wrong, what Xiao Bai resented was never being given a chance to try. How could one determine failure without trying He wouldn’t accept it.

He didn't know why Mu Yao had changed his attitude but welcomed this change happily and readily accepted it.

Mu Yao's wound gradually healed, though he still couldn't move his arm too much. However, he could walk freely, manage daily life independently, and Xiao Bai no longer had to attend him for everything; some overly private matters were hard for him to explain verbally, so he didn’t want to admit it—he would feel awkward.

In the evening, Mo Baixue took an early bath and then went to bed to play games with Ye FeiMo. Recently, Ye FeiMo was enjoying his honeymoon in Bali; he liked that place so much that he extended his honeymoon period. Mo Baixue felt all sorts of envy and jealousy, wishing he could bring Warmth over to Washington, but he dared not challenge Ye FeiMo's temper, especially since the latter had unexpectedly spared him last time.

Ye FeiMo asked, "How is Big Brother doing"

Mo Baixue said, "Little Cousin, you're really heartless; it seems that you finally remembered to care about my big brother. I thought you were too happy during your honeymoon and forgot that he's suffering."

"No matter how heartless I am, I'm still not as bad as you. We can't even compare levels of heartlessness. I'll admit defeat." As usual, Ye FeiMo spoke with venom; Mo Baixue started to be coquettish and teasing, while Ye FeiMo rolled his eyes in front of the computer, thinking that this shameless man had no sense of propriety...

"Where's Big Brother"

“He’s taking a bath,” Mo Baixue replied. Ye FeiMo asked seriously, “I remember your place only has one room; where has my big brother been sleeping all these days while he’s recuperating”

"What else can it be Of course he's in the bedroom!"

“And you”

"What else can it be I'm too tall to sleep on a couch. We're sleeping together in the bedroom, of course." Mo Baixue answered matter-of-factly, his attitude unapologetically so; he would never sacrifice himself for anyone.

Ye FeiMo rubbed his face, "Little White, Little White, what is your heart made of You automatically ignore things that others don't explicitly mention, right Ignoring them so thoroughly, completely disregarding Big Brother's feelings like this... you really can be so cruel."

Very ruthless!

He truly felt sad for Mo Yao. Little White could sleep in the same bed with him without any mental pressure; what did that mean It meant that Little White didn't regard Big Brother as a significant other but rather just an elder brother like Mo Chen, so he could lie down beside him unhesitantly even hugging him while sleeping.

One can only imagine the anguish in his heart. His beloved was sleeping innocently next to him with wide eyes and an innocent gaze, expressing pure fraternal love like a little rabbit would; what a tragic scene that pierced his heart.

How could Big Brother bear it

Little White wasn't ignorant of this, for he understood very well. He was such a shrewd person, how could he not understand But he pretended to be oblivious, which is why it hurt so much.

Ye FeiMo snorted coldly and suddenly laughed mysteriously; he asked, "Little White, what's the feeling of sleeping together with Big Brother"

"What else can it be We've done that before."

Ye Feimo's laughter became even more eerie. He said, "After you turned 15, your charm was irresistible to both genders, right"

"Of course. My charm is unstoppable," Mo Xiaobai boasted.

The sinister nature of Ye Feimo was evident; he thought that since no one knew about it and everyone pampered you and protected you, there would be no consequences if you pretended nothing happened. Ye Feimo felt the time for revenge had come.

He was someone who made others suffer every minute they did him wrong for a hundred days.

"Is our leader beautiful"

"Oh, my family's leader is this handsome. I bet that in this world, apart from me, nobody surpasses him in beauty, not even Little Brother," Mo Xiaobai said truthfully. Mo Chen and Mo Yao were twins but looked different. Mo Yao was more cold and beautiful while Mo Chen was warmer.

Ye Feimo wanted to吐槽this guy's narcissism, but this was a fine family tradition of the Ye Family.

"Since our leader is so beautiful, and has deep feelings for you that won't change. With his character, figure, physique, and looks, how could you not react when sleeping in the same bed with him As a man who seduces both genders, do you feel worthy of your title Don't you have any impulse" Ye Feimo's voice was stretched out with disbelief. Mo Xiaobai seemed to be lost for quite some time...

This was the first time that Ye Feimo said, "Our leader has deep feelings for you."

Ye Feimo knew that everyone knew this unwritten rule and nobody would mention it, especially not him. He joked without taboos but never mentioned this.

The sharpness of his heart was akin to being pricked by a needle, giving Xiaobai an illusion of pain.

He felt indignant; why did everyone think he had to love the leader just because they thought the leader loved him Why should he be regarded as the leader's possession

This sharp indignation seemed to transmit through the phone and into Ye Feimo’s heart.

But Ye Feimo continued, his voice soft and sinister: "Xiaobai, think about it. The leader has such good skin, with a light wheat color indicating excellent health. Look at his eyes; they're big and black like black gemstones, deep as the sea, making you feel like drowning in them just by looking at him. Doesn't this make your heart race Now look at the straightness of his nose and the shape of his lips. His blood color is good too, with a light red lip color that's very attractive. Don’t you want to taste it Aren't you feeling hungry for him Look at his neck; I've never seen such a perfect male neck, long and straight, unbelievable in its beauty. Now look at the leader’s collarbone—aren't they more beautiful than women's And his muscles are so well-defined and full of raw vitality that it makes you want to touch them. His physique is inverted triangular, perfectly proportioned without excessive muscle bulges, exactly your type. Look at his legs; long and straight with a nearly straight line from thigh to hip, standing up like a sharp spear. Who in this world could have such perfect body proportions Even self-proclaimed萬人迷like you don't have such well-defined bodies as the leader’s. He's like an American jaguar lurking in the tropical rainforest—fit and elegant with primal allure."

"Xiaobai, my dear little cousin, a man like this loves you so deeply. Don’t you feel your heart race at the thought of him Aren't you eager to kiss him, making him yours or yourself his He’s perfect in every way—physique, appearance, wealth, and character. His moral standards are a thousand times better than yours. Such a man is always sought after by everyone regardless of gender. With such deep love from him, haven’t you thought about sweeping him off his feet and devouring him completely"

Moxiaobai felt like Ye Feimo must have gone insane; hence he did not hang up the phone. As Ye Feimo continued to speak in a seductive tone, Mo Yao emerged from the bathroom with eyes wide open...

On the other side, Warming listened to Ye Feimo speaking about Mo Yao's merits in such an enchanting voice as if he were lusting after him, causing her skin to crawl. She felt that Ye Feimo’s smile was truly demonic.k seemed different from her experience.Ghost Mask had a background as an agent; Wu Shuang heard of his name when she was seven or eight years old. At that time, the assassin world saw major changes wi...