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iaobai must be thinking that Moyao was intentionally targeting him, but howMoyao paused the game and said softly, "Xiaobai, listen. Don't think of those nonsensical things. I haven’t been bothered by...The Substitute Ex-Wife of the CEO 746 (Complete)

Mou Xiaobai seemed to be contemplating this word, unsure how to react. Mou Chen thought, "Hey, Xiao Bai, there's a time when even you can't figure things out too." A sense of vindictive satisfaction rose in him. Of course, Mou Chen truly loved Mou Xiaobai; they had been close since childhood. However, ever since Mou Xiaobai met Ji Bing, Mou Chen started to feel discontented. It was as if Mou Xiaobai had betrayed Mou Yao in some way. Perhaps it was a bit domineering of him, but Mou Xiaobai wasn't originally part of the family lineage. Still, they had been so close since childhood that the sudden appearance of Ji Bing felt like an intrusion. It annoyed Mou Chen to see Ji Bing around and thus he also felt discontented toward Mou Xiaobai.

Moreover, he truly wanted to help his boss.

Mou Xiaobai said, "Boss has a partner."

Mou Chen laughed aloud, "Yes. I saw him in Rome feeling down and thought I'd arrange some dates for him. Although it's an act that invites punishment, strangely enough, Boss didn't stop me. Do you know what that means Boss wants to get married and find someone who loves him. So, I've been arranging dates between women I know and my boss. The results have been慘不忍睹, he wasn’t satisfied with any of them. Then, I introduced men, but they too disappointed him. Right when I was about to give up, an angel appeared—a word Boss used, not me. Boss fainted in Washington D.C., where this man rescued him; unexpectedly, they met again in Rome. He looks very clean-cut and young, around your age yet appears sixteen or seventeen. It's as if he doesn't eat human food; there’s a Su Man quality to his demeanor, and he has a good temperament too. He's an artist; Boss even asked him to paint a portrait of himself. And the man smiles beautifully—don’t you know how handsome our boss is His looks are lethal. I was心動不已; if this wasn't my brother, I'd have pounced on him. In recent days, he left me with all the tasks and went off with Bai Liufeng to enjoy life. Look, it's already midnight and he hasn’t returned.

Isn't that exciting Our boss’s spring has arrived."

Mou Xiaobai hummed in response, smiling as well, "Then we should truly congratulate Boss."

"Sure thing. I'll convey your message," Mou Chen's voice still carried a smile but his teeth were grinding; he expected Mou Xiaobai to react or feel disappointed, but there was nothing.

He aimed all of that energy at Mou Xiaobai and got just a tiny splash in return—what was Mou Xiaobai thinking

Mou Xiaobai wasn't thinking anything. He heard what Mou Chen said without reacting; his mind blanked out, and he replied calmly. His long-term intense pain resistance training had taught him that even if one loses sensation, consciousness remains to prevent mistakes.

This kind of resistance training was set up precisely to prevent them from revealing the Mafia's secrets under torture. It’s particularly effective; rather than betraying their principles, they'd prefer death. Mou Xiaobai never expected his first experience with this would be in such a context.

Mou Chen said, "Xiao Bai, what are you thinking"

Despite the discontent and grinding teeth, Mou Chen still cared deeply for Mou Xiaobai; he had always cherished him most among all. Any hurt to Xiao Bai would make his heart ache terribly, wishing he could immediately stop any pain.

He cursed himself inwardly for being such a masochist.

"I'm not thinking about anything, I feel pretty good," Moxiao Bai said in a hurry. "Big Brother, I have to go now, I'm hungry."

After saying that, before Mochen could hang up the phone, he hung up first and threw his mobile phone aside. He lay down on the bed sprawling like an X with his eyes slightly closed. The bedroom seemed to still hold someone's lingering presence, but it was no longer familiar; there was only his own scent.

Wistful and unwilling to leave.

The moment Moxiao Bai closed his eyes, memories of the days when Mo Yao was recuperating came flooding back. He thought about how resolute he had been when leaving, tears streaming down his face as his heart ached without reason, as if he had lost something very important but couldn't tell what it was.

The feeling of emptiness in his chest was truly terrifying.

Big Brother wouldn't want to have anything to do with him anymore from now on

He had said that from then on, he shouldn't treat him as a brother. But if he wasn't his brother, what would connect them There would be nothing left. They were always bound by blood ties; without those bonds, they would become nothing.

Big Brother doesn't want me anymore

Is that true

Sigh, it's his own fault then. He couldn't do anything about it and he was unable to respond to the love shown towards him; but what did love look like anyway How could one reciprocate such feelings Moxiao Bai became confused... This person didn't like to make things difficult for himself, so when faced with problems he couldn’t figure out, he usually just avoided thinking about them.

Ji Bing saw him lying on the bed holding his face in agony as soon as she came in. She was slightly startled and hurried over. "Bai, what’s wrong"

Moxiao Bai suddenly hugged Ji Bing with force, switching their positions. He kissed Ji Bing passionately, demonstrating skillful technique and domineering possession as if trying to release something hidden deep within his heart through their kiss. Ji Bing's heart pounded wildly; she didn't know what had come over him since Bai hadn’t kissed her in a long time. Even when they were together, kissing wasn’t always frequent. Intimate moments usually involved gentle cheek kisses, and such fiery kisses hadn’t happened for ages.

Bai held the woman beneath him, burying his head in the crook of her neck. Ji Bing didn't understand what was happening but sensed that Bai was deeply upset and unhappy. She gently patted his back to comfort him with all the warmth she could offer.

Don’t be sad; don’t feel down. I am here for you.

I will never leave your side.

The engagement ring Bai had given her adorned her finger, reflecting dazzling light from the indoor lighting on its diamond, making it look very... beautiful.

Bai feared he was pressing too hard and got off her, lying down beside her with a sigh. He felt truly out of his mind.

Ji Bing propped herself up, tracing her fingers over his chest, "Hey, what’s going on Were you feeling bad before"

"Nope, I am in great spirits," Bai said, with a seductive smile that made his eyes even more enchanting—enough to bewitch anyone. He was always sexy and such deliberate smiles were particularly captivating.

"Liar!" Ji Bing didn't buy it. She wasn’t easily fooled; she could tell when he wasn’t feeling well, "You’re clearly upset."

"I am not upset as long as you are here."

“Really” Ji Bing’s eyes lit up; Moxiao Bai nodded gently. To him, she was his angel of salvation. Perhaps others saw her as unremarkable and weak but in his eyes, Ji Bing was an extraordinary woman—cold yet not indifferent, fragile yet not spoiled—and he loved these qualities about her.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder; Ye Fei Mo had once said that there wasn't much to admire about Ji Bing. Moxiao Bai had retorted with a question: what then was so attractive about his little aunt Neither could refute the other’s point, as emotions are hard to fathom.

Jeice was very happy, she was easy to please; as long as Xiaobai said something sweet, she could be cheerful for days and forget about the past troubles. She took off her shoes **, put her small head on Xiaobai's chest, with a bashful expression, "Can I stay with you tonight"

Black Ink Xiaobai stroked her long hair and smiled slightly, "I'm fine, no need for that. In a while, I have something to discuss outside and might be late coming back."

"I'll wait for you." Jeice pouted. Black Ink Xiaobai laughed and said, "No, it hurts me to see you like this. You still have an announcement tomorrow; don't stay up too late. As a model, your face must look fresh. If you get dark circles under your eyes, the director will probably cut me down."

Jeice laughed and hit him lightly, trying to hide her disappointment. She didn’t understand why Xiaobai did not want her to stay at his place overnight. They were boyfriend and girlfriend; he had been to her house, but she could never stay at his house. There were three rooms upstairs, only the bedroom was accessible.

Two rooms downstairs were off-limits, only the kitchen could be entered. At first, Xiaobai told her that no one could stay overnight in his place, not even Pike; he said that he had severe spatial cleanliness phobia and did not want anyone to break his personal space, not even someone as intimate as she was.

Back then, she really wanted to ask what would happen if they got married, but ultimately didn't. She respected Xiaobai; he might have his own reasons for being unwilling to talk about it, and she didn’t want to pressure him either. Being able to sit in the living room was already more than enough.

Until Mo Yao’s appearance, she found out that Xiaobai's house could actually accommodate people; his brother lived there, sharing a bedroom with him. Jeice felt inexplicably disappointed, especially when they were at the hospital, thinking too much led to dissatisfaction and inevitably some tantrums.

She thought that maybe she wasn’t as important as she had imagined, that's why Xiaobai was reluctant for others to stay over because of his trust in them. Only those he trusted deeply could stay with him, like his brother Mo Yao. After Mo Yao left, this feeling gradually faded; it was just her own insecurities. So she didn't say anything more.

She respected Xiaobai and wouldn’t cross his boundaries. Even when pouting or getting angry, she never overstepped his limits.

"Are you upset" Black Ink Xiaobai asked with a smile. Jeice tilted her head up and shook it no; she smiled sweetly, "Not at all, I'll go home after dinner. Don't drink too much during your evening engagements, it's bad for your health."

"Got it!" Black Ink Xiaobai smiled but his mind drifted back to the past when he went out with the boss for business dinners; the boss would only drink water while he drank alcohol and could handle any amount. The boss always reminded him not to drink too much, even though he knew Xiaobai wouldn't get drunk no matter how much he drank.

"Xiaobai..." Jeice touched her finger with the ring on it, hesitating whether to speak or not. This topic hadn’t been mentioned since his return from Norway; her heart raced as she asked blushing, "What you said in Norway, is that true"id.In his life, he had never feared anything except the fear of losing her."Sorry, sorry..." Ye Feimo kept saying “sorry” as Warmth’s eyes reddened but remained resolute in not uttering a single word....