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the man who agreed to be with him, his brother.Though he feared being too aggressive might not please him, now he no longer hesitated and kissed even more deeply.Moiyao was infuriated yet couldn't re...The Substitute Ex-Wife of the President Finale 736

Murk Xiao got up an hour earlier than usual. Every morning, he would buy fresh fruits and vegetables to come back home. Murk Yao was late to wake up recently because he had been exhausted for several days. He knew that Murk Yao only fell asleep when it was almost dawn yesterday; therefore, Murk Xiao quietly got up without disturbing him.

Murk Xiao moved silently. With his ability of concealment, Murk Yao wouldn't be able to sense him at all. After changing clothes and washing up downstairs, several brothers were already guarding outside. Without much ado, he drove the car to the hospital after giving instructions.

After half an hour's drive, it was still dawn when he arrived at the hospital. Parker had hired a senior nurse to take care of Ji Bing since he returned home last night. She was wrapped in bandages and sleeping deeply with a pale face and tears brimming in her eyes. Murk Xiao felt extremely guilty. He indeed neglected Ji Bing these days, knowing that she is very sensitive and might have overthought things.

Ji Bing sensed Murk Xiao's gaze as his hand gently stroked across her face. She opened her eyes, instantly reddening with tears streaming down her cheeks. The委屈 from last night erupted in silent sobs, looking at Murk Xiao without causing a commotion. Seeing this scene made Murk Xiao feel heartbroken and apologetic; he held Ji Bing closely while soothingly saying, "Don't cry, don't cry. I'll stay with you."

Ji Bing felt even more aggrieved and cried harder. Fretting over her condition, Murk Xiao hastily wiped away her tears. Suddenly she pushed him away, worried that he might hurt her wound further so he only warned her to be careful.

With tear-filled eyes, Ji Bing looked at Murk Xiao, "You go, I don't want to see you."

"Ji Bing, sorry, these days were my fault. I didn't take care of you and feel guilty for that. Can you forgive me" He always lowered his stance in front of her, wanting to protect her yet making her cry instead; it was not what he wanted.

He knew he had been neglecting things.

"What did I do wrong for you to deserve my forgiveness" Ji Bing coldly retorted, "When I felt the most sorrow and fear, when we were less than thirty kilometers apart, you didn't come to see me. Where were you when I was at a loss Go away! If you didn't come last night, then don't come today. I don't want to see you."

She did not mean to quarrel with Murk Xiao; according to Parker, they were the best couple in the world who never had conflicts before. Despite her temper and how he was used to spoiling her, she knew that this time things were different.

Hurt by his neglect these days, she could only vent on him since all her pain came from him; naturally, she would want some repayment too.

Murk Xiao accepted her accusations without resistance or rebuttal, merely repeating an apology.

Not wanting to look at him, Ji Bing turned away, tears blurring the window view before her. Murk Xiao also felt heart-wrenching; she was a stubborn person and would take time to calm down after being hurt like this yesterday by his actions. He knew he had done something wrong but didn't regret it.

He was an accommodating man, always understanding others since childhood. Of course, this applied only to people close to him; regardless of their mistakes or demands, no matter how unreasonable, he would fulfill them and comprehend all their emotions and needs.

He truly understood the situation last night when noticing the abnormal skin burn on his leader without much thought—he decided then that Ji Bing must suffer. If the bowl was too hot causing soup to spill onto his hand, it wouldn't hurt much as only a little of the liquid touched him; however, seeing how severely injured Murk Yao appeared and knowing his calm demeanor indicated he had done this intentionally out of concern for Murk Xiao's departure.

His heart made its choice then: to stay back instead of leaving. If someone had to feel hurt in that situation, it was better to be Ji Bing rather than seeing Murk Yao suffer for him.

Murk Xiao didn't inform his brother as he knew the elder would get angry if told; it might result in a split between them which he couldn't bear. Now, soothing Ji Bing was simple; she was easy to comfort and his lover whom he vowed to spend life with. He had plenty of time for her but less so for his brother.

"What exactly do you think I am" Ji Bing tearfully asked, heartbrokenly stating, "Boyfriends don't act like this. If you truly consider me your woman, you wouldn't ignore or neglect me just because someone else needs attention; it shows there's no place for me in your heart."

Murk Xiao was speechless; how could he not care about Ji Bing Among all the women he had encountered over the years, only she made him feel moved and pitiful, wanting to spend his life with her. He wanted to pamper and love her forever—therefore, how could there be no place for her in his heart

This accusation is too serious.

"Ji Bing, that's my brother." Mo Baixue helplessly offered an explanation to Ji Bing, trying to convince him.

"But I'm your girlfriend!" Ji Bing said, tears streaming down his face. Mo Baixue felt exhausted; he was a chatterbox who had always been good at dealing with women of all ages and types since childhood. He knew how to divert topics, capture their attention, exude charm, and make them happy—these were things he excelled at.

But in front of Ji Bing and the boss, his tongue was tied. He truly didn't know how to explain the complex relationship between them or the ambivalence they shared that couldn’t be severed by blood ties.

Ji Bing, you wouldn't understand.

Ji Bing looked at him sadly, "If one day both I and your brother are in danger, you would definitely choose to save your brother, right"

"No!" Mo Baixue firmly said. Ji Bing's expression softened somewhat; she thought there was something in Mo Baixue’s heart that made her feel relieved. In the most dangerous times, people often reveal their true feelings—wouldn’t he be willing to save her

But Mo Baixue thought differently: The boss would never put him in danger, especially not at the same time as Ji Bing; such a scenario was unimaginable for him, and the boss didn't need his help.

If it ever came to needing help, he wouldn’t be able to do anything but call on his parents. He couldn't handle situations that even the boss couldn't manage.

Moe Baixue bitterly smiled; how aware he was of himself.

The boss would always remain the boss—god-like in status—and Mo Baixue couldn’t imagine him falling down. Of course, the gunshot that night was an accident and had only happened because his mind wasn't focused on him at that moment.

Ji Bing still harbored resentment, not wanting to speak with Bai for now; usually, he would shower her with sweet words but today, he truly didn’t want to say anything. He needed to go back before the boss woke up.

"Rest first, I’ll come see you in a few days," Mo Baixue said. Ji Bing was surprised and tears nearly fell again; Bai was leaving after barely fifteen minutes of being there.

Didn’t he even want to spend time having breakfast with her

Her heart screamed against his departure, but all Mo Baixue did was leave a kiss on her brow before turning away and leaving the room. Ji Bing’s tears fell as she made up her mind that she would never deal with Mo Bai again.

Go, go far away; don’t come back to bother me anymore. She held her head in pain, feeling miserable and pitifully lost—what had she done wrong for him to suddenly turn cold towards her

He had even proposed!

Was everything nullified now

Moe Baixue went to the supermarket by car and bought all he needed, then instructed his brothers to go home when they returned; he entered the villa alone. Mo Yao was still sleeping, so Mo Bai started preparing breakfast.

Moyao woke up after Mo Xiaobai finished preparing breakfast.

Silently eating his breakfast at the dining table, Moyao's burn had healed considerably overnight. Mo Xiaobai had many good ointments that treated such injuries promptly and effectively. After finishing his breakfast, Moyao said, "I'm returning to Rome tomorrow."

Mo Xiaobai looked at Moyao in surprise, "Leader, your injury..."

"It's nothing!" Moyao said solemnly. "Minor wounds will heal in a few days. I've been here too long already."

Moyao didn't understand why the leader suddenly wanted to leave; was it because of him Was it due to last night’s incident Mo Xiaobai frowned, no longer his usual cheeky self. Since this morning, he had become very low-spirited and was enveloped in a gloomy aura that seemed about to erupt. What the hell did he do wrong to offend both Ji Ice and the leader Despite trying to maintain balance between them, why did the leader still want to leave

Mos Xiaobai suddenly realized with shock that he feared the leader's departure. Holy crap, he was actually afraid of the leader leaving; what on earth was going on Mo Xiaobai calmly told himself it must be because his injury was due to him, so he didn't want the leader to leave until he healed.

However, Moyao had already made up his mind. Mo Xiaobai felt conflicted and hurt, acting like a loyal dog, looking at his leader with puppy eyes on the verge of tears. Suddenly, Moyao turned away, smiling without any decency.

Mos Xiaobai finally felt happy.

At least, the leader was smiling; this feeling wasn't bad, right

The news that Moyao wanted to leave reached Wu Shuang first. During lunchtime, when Mo Xiaobai was busy downstairs, Wu Shuang video-called the leader. Moyao sneered at the radiant face on the screen, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

Wu Shuang acted very scared but had a smile in her eyes, "Leader, I went to so much trouble to keep you in Washington; why didn't you seize this opportunity Actually, everything's fine in Rome. You could stay there for a month without any pressure on me."

Wu Shuang was trying to curry favor; it was the most important thing at present. Oh my, the leader must know something's wrong from her expression.

"How dare you!" Moyao gritted his teeth, his voice losing some of its authority due to his severe injury. Wu Shuang never feared him and laughed, "I aimed very accurately; look, you're still alive, right Trust your sister."

Moyao's lips twitched as he suddenly asked in a deep tone, "Whose idea was this"

"Ah, Ye Feimo’s." Wu Shuang ruthlessly abandoned Ye Feimo. Confessing could reduce the punishment; just look at what the national law says about it. So, surrendering and turning informant might mean being released without charges.

Wu Shuang laughed heartlessly; her smile mirrored Mo Xiaobai's. Moyao almost ground his teeth in frustration. Ye Feimo’s idea was very good, but how could the Ye family think of such a cruel method to shoot him

The numbness when the bullet entered his chest told him something was wrong, and after asking doctors later on, he confirmed it was Wu Shuang's doing. She pretended not to know even after several inquiries from him and avoided her at all costs. Moyao became more certain that Wu Shuang did this; she really dared to do such a thing. He could only be grateful for his momentary distraction when looking at Mo Xiaobai, or else he would have died.

This damn girl had guts.

Wu Shuang felt the incident wasn't her fault and truly couldn't blame herself. She had a very meticulous plan, and although Guimian (the Masked Ghost) found it dangerous, he hadn’t stopped it either. Seeing Moyao's furious expression, she naturally didn't want to face his wrath, so she hadn't told him the truth: Ye Feimo’s idea was merely to make the leader weak temporarily, not to kill him outright—a big difference.

Moyao said, "This is the last time. If you do something like this again, I won't let you off."

Wushuang hastily raised her hand, shouting, "Understood, understood! How could there be a next time One time already scared me half to death. I didn’t really want Senior Brother's death; doing such things is certainly best avoided."

Seeing that Senior Brother had calmed down, Wushuang began talking about the gossip in the newspaper. But Senior Brother suddenly shouted coldly, "Shut up!"

Wushuang instantly closed her mouth and laughed awkwardly. Moyao said, "Connection ended."

Wushuang hurriedly stopped him with a smile and asked, "Senior Brother, you’ve had it easy this while. Why don’t you stay for a few more days See how perfectly this plan was arranged just for you. Senior Brother even shot the gun so tremulously. I need to feel that this is worth it, right If you didn't take Xiao Bai before returning, then wouldn’t my shooting be too meaningless Once past this village, there won’t be another inn. Senior Brother, please cherish this."

Wushuang almost spoke earnestly and with deep meaning as Moyao fell into thought. These few days, Xiao Bai did indeed have some… small hints of romance towards him. He wasn't sure if it was because he was sensitive or too eager that he felt the chaos in Xiao Bai’s eyes as before. It made him unconsciously think whether there might be a spark of interest from Xiao Bai towards him. Yet this thought was always swept away by someone's heartlessness over the years. Moyao bitterly reflected that Xiao Bai probably felt more guilty than anything else towards him, and it was because of guilt that last night he would say such moving words.

Really, just feelings of guilt.

He had long accepted this.

And since there were no expectations left, there wouldn't be disappointment or the senselessness of loss either.

Moyao was in thought when Wushuang shouted through the channel, "Senior Brother, what are you thinking about I’m just talking about it. What do you think With Xiao Mo and Ghost Face’s capabilities, they can handle everything, so please stay in London calmly. We worked so hard on this plan; don’t disappoint me with your departure after my shot. Be good, just stay…"

Wushuang's voice abruptly stopped, and Moyao suddenly felt something was amiss as he turned around to see Xiao Bai standing at the door, his knuckles white from gripping them tightly. His forehead veins were bulging in rage, and it seemed like he was holding back some strong emotion inside him. Wushuang’s mouth opened into an O-shape as she thought, Oh no, I've caused trouble.

Seeing Moyao chatting without restraint with her, she had assumed Xiao Bai wasn't home, only to find out that he actually was.

Moreover, the infuriating part was that Xiao Bai hadn’t heard from the beginning until Wushuang said this: "We’ve worked so hard on this plan; you can’t disappoint me with your departure after my shot." In an instant, his anger surged as he felt like smashing something.

Our plan… Moyao had been automatically included in Xiao Bai’s “we.” It was the first time that Xiao Bai had ever felt so furious. All this while it turned out to be their plan; all of it was planned on purpose by them!

Planned on purpose, planned on purpose… He worried and fretted, he feared and panicked, thinking his brother had been severely injured because of him, feeling self-reproach and remorse. But never did he think it was all just their plan...

Wushuang knew she had caused trouble; she opened her mouth to explain but Moyao suddenly closed the computer, stopping Wushuang’s voice. The room fell into a sudden silence as Moyao felt that even the air around him seemed charged with Xiao Bai's rage and heat.

He didn’t want Wushuang to explain and suddenly wanted to see what Xiao Bai was truly thinking. Even when hearing something so likely to cause misunderstanding, how would he react Moyao silently watched him.

Xiao Bai’s eyes reflected a sharp light more piercing than diamonds; he walked over step by step, out of control in his gaze towards Moyao. Moyao looked at him expressionlessly as Xiao Bai suddenly wanted to laugh. What kind of world was this Now that he had put so much effort and found himself in the wrong, Moyao remained unmoved. Did he feel triumphant in playing with him like a puppet

He was stupid, yes, very stupid; smarter than most people, yet from childhood, he was the slowest among them. So could they gang up to bully himg how to respond.Perhaps.Ye Feimo spoke softly, "If you're feeling unwell, let me know and I'll take you back."Warming looked up at the sky as blue as washed silk, smiling slightly. "The sky in Rome i...