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goodbye to Warming and say farewell, possibly meeting again in City A.His absence delighted Ye Feimo the most.Warming could tell that their relationship was quite good; they just tended to argue a lot...The Substitute Ex-Wife of the President

Mosai Xiaobai's face was癡癡地貼著墨遙的手背，the icy touch contrasting sharply with his heated skin due to excitement. Brother, you mustn't die; don’t just give up like this.

The surgery was severe. The clinic’s equipment wasn’t top-tier and had many flaws. There was no dedicated anesthesiologist, so he couldn't administer the anesthesia properly. Mo Yao seemed conscious while enduring the surgical knife separating his body, with muscles tense throughout. Despite these challenges, the doctor's skills were decent enough to make the surgery somewhat smooth after drawing blood. However, major bleeding occurred soon afterward before Yun could return with the blood bag, forcing Mosai Xiaobai to give him another 200cc of blood. The transfusion left Xiaobai looking ill and unable to endure any more. If not for this, Mo Yao might have lost his life first. Exhausted from losing too much blood, Mosai was slumped beside Mo Yao while holding onto his hand tightly, mumbling nonsense without realizing it. The doctor found these words absurd yet strangely relatable, as if he had shared the same struggles over the years. On one hand, he thought, What a foolish man! Just looks reliable but doesn't act like it; no emotional intelligence at all.

Yet this ill-looking face seemed somewhat familiar...

Where have I seen him before

Although Mosai looked unwell, he was still handsome. His arrogance and stubbornness made it hard to associate him with the characters he played in movies. Those seductive, charming, heroic roles seemed disconnected from this man now mumbling senselessly. Hence, the doctor didn't recognize him, nor had he watched many of his films.

Exhausted, Mosai said he was tired and fell asleep due to blood loss. The nurse handed him some chocolate bars, saying how close their brothers must be. The doctor scoffed internally: Bull**, more like a gay couple.

Finally, Yun brought the blood bag, allowing Mosai to relax slightly. Despite the stench of blood and pus, he remained by Mo Yao’s side as death notices were issued three times. Each time, Mo Yao nearly died but managed to survive through surgery until he reached a safe phase, taking three days in total.

Mosai stayed with him at the clinic while Yun took care of them both. To Yun, Bai Liu lying in Central Hospital was far less important than Mo Yao and Mosai now.

He couldn't bear leaving these two alone when one was on death's door and the other looked close to it too.

Mosai clung stubbornly to Mo Yao’s hand, so much that Yun felt embarrassed for him. Once he tried letting go, but Mo Yao grabbed his hand back tightly, earning a warning from the doctor not to release it or risk losing him. Mosai thought this German man unreliable; perhaps bluffing. But regarding their leader, Mosai ignored protocol and followed instructions closely. A nurse pushed a bed beside them for lying down together.

Aside from basic needs, Mosai didn't let go of Mo Yao’s hand once, afraid to repeat his earlier scare when the first death notice arrived. He was terrified then as Mo Yao had never been this badly injured before; he felt this German man useless and ineffective. Fortunately, Mo Yao recovered. If not, Yun believed Mosai would blow up the place.

Other than that, Mosai acted strangely, seemingly realizing something about their leader all of a sudden. Yun called Mo Chen to report this anomaly. Hearing his leader was safe, Mo Chen felt gleeful and told Yun to observe Mosai closely for underlying meanings behind his behavior.

Yun regretted his youth and foolishness in befriending such people. What kind of master was he Despite these thoughts, she remained excited. But there was one issue: "What about Bai Liu"

"Bai Liu How is he"

"In the hospital, still unconscious. Police are guarding him; upon waking, he might be arrested for this serious case. The government cares a lot and wants to save him as the only survivor. We must get him out safely if he regains consciousness without danger."

Mo Chen dispatched more agents. "Don’t hurt him."

"Understood!" Yun called Kaka for assistance, noting how expensive their small group was compared to others like the First Terrorist Organization. Kaka agreed but at a price: normal rates of $1 million per person, completing tasks without injury.

Mo Chen paid several million dollars promptly. For Bai Liu's sake, it was worth it; later they'd reclaim expenses when needing drug technicians again.

Bai Liu’s injuries were severe but less fatal than Mo Yao’s due to hospital equipment and care quality. Though not out of danger yet, Yun wanted Mosai's opinion on this. He asked blankly: "Who is Bai Liu Don’t know him; just some passerby." Stumped, Yun had no reply.

Just a passerby...

Mosai looked at Mo Yao lying pale and weak beside him, bloodless as if wind could blow him over. The German doctor said his survival was miraculous compared to others in similar situations. Mosai disliked such talk and kicked the doctor away for cursing their brother. Despite this, the doctor remained kind, giving fluids and transfusions while worrying about Mosai’s condition too—his skin also transparent.

Thankfully, Mosai recovered well physically.

Gazing at Mo Yao's perfect profile, he wondered: Bai Liu... why does our leader like him What is so good about him This question bothered Mosai for days. Reading a newspaper, Yun asked: "What’s so good about that passerby"

"You mean Bai Liu"

Nonsense!

Yun smiled and said with great sincerity, "He’s pretty good. He's handsome and his personality is decisive and bold. He dares to love and hate, which makes him quite a leader. At least among the people I’ve met, he’s one of them."

Murong Xiaobai bluntly said, "Then you haven’t seen much of the world."

Yun was at a loss for words.

She wanted to laugh but dared not because Murong Xiaobai looked so cute when he frowned, yet there was a hint of murder in his eyes. Yun thought that she had to watch over them for several more days, so it wasn’t worth laughing or else she would end up with no good result.

She hadn't seen much of the world, oh my, but didn’t Fengyunleidian train since young They started venturing out when they were fourteen or fifteen. Over these past ten years, what had they not done They went through wind and rain and met many prominent figures; how could she say that she hadn’t seen much of the world

Of course, Murong Xiaobai was right, so if he said she hadn't seen much of the world, then she hadn’t. Third Young Master was everyone’s favorite; what he said would generally be well-received even if it was a scolding.

Murong Xiaobai rolled around on the bed as if something was bothering him. The bed wasn't very large, and Yun was afraid that he might roll off. Why was this such a big deal Was it really necessary to worry about this

Why don’t you want Big Brother to love someone else

Yun looked over at him and said, "Xiaobai, if you really do roll down, make sure not to pull Big Brother off the bed."

Murong Xiaobai was still holding onto Big Brother’s hand. He glared at Yun for her interfering and she stopped speaking. She somewhat agreed with that German doctor; Murong Xiaobai had been having some endocrine problems recently, yes, he had.

"Do you all like that man"

Yun looked over at the man who was frowning and felt more gratified than ever. She nodded seriously, "Yes, we do. Even Second Young Master likes him; it’s clear they hit it off right away. We think Big Brother is smitten."

Murong Xiaobai stared at her with wide eyes, and Yun feigned ignorance. "He really does fancy him! Don’t believe me Wait until Big Brother wakes up to ask him."

"Nonsense," Murong Xiaobai said grimly as his narrowed eyes radiated a hint of murderous intent that made Yun’s heart thump in fear. Oh my, Third Young Master, if Big Brother likes White Willow, are you going to attack her Just look at those eyes; there is such danger lurking behind them. She felt wickedly excited about the future.

Yun said, "You really don’t believe me See how much he did for him! He was willing to sacrifice himself too if it meant saving him. If you didn't like someone, would you be willing to charge forward for them and risk yourself It’s not very likely." Yun spoke with great meaning as she brainwashed Murong Xiaobai. "White Willow hasn’t known Big Brother that long, has he Their kiss was fiery hot! If Big Brother doesn’t like him, why did he allow him to kiss him To be honest, White Willow is quite unrestrained; despite his cold demeanor, he’s passionate and warm-hearted. Everyone loves people who are full of passion. Moreover, Big Brother hasn’t dated since childhood; he's very pure. A man like that usually falls for someone who chases after them."

Chu! A small arrow hit Murong Xiaobai in the heart as if something had been snatched away from him. He was furious and felt Yun was so annoying to look at; everyone annoyed him now.

The thought made Yun feel happy because tormenting Murong Xiaobai was what they all wanted most to see happen.

It was said that on that day, when Murong Xiaobai held Big Brother’s hand and spoke a lot of words, the time when he yelled at him for being noisy was precisely why Big Brother didn’t die. Unfortunately, he had gone to fetch blood bags so they missed it; otherwise, they should have recorded what they said. Later on, Murong Xiaobai chattered on about some trivial matters that weren't very interesting.

"I wonder when White Willow will wake up. Big Brother has to ask him the moment he does. Knowing how worried he would be if he found out White Willow was in danger," Yun said with a sigh, "Big Brother’s first relationship is quite dramatic; I never thought it could happen."

"Shut up!" Murong Xiaobai roared like a demon, "Who said he’s dating"

"He is dating."

"No, he isn’t!"

"Yes, he is!"

"No, he isn’t."

"Yes, he is."

"Shut up... shut up..."

"He isn't…"

Moxiao White was puzzled and asked, "Who just said to shut up"

He suddenly realized something and turned around to look at Moya. Moya looked very tired but was awake now; his head seemed to hurt a lot. As soon as he raised his hand, he found that Moxiao White was holding it. This made his headache even worse. Moxiao White let out an "Ahh" sound and rushed over, completely changing from the fierce appearance he had earlier into someone cute and endearing. He said, "Boss, Brother, you finally woke up. It's already been four days; I've been scared to death. Does your wound hurt Where do you feel uncomfortable Yun, why haven't you called for a doctor yet"

Moya's lips moved slightly, and Moxiao White was very excited, thinking that Moya wanted to say something to him. But instead, Moya said, "You're so annoying."

"Chee," another little arrow shot straight into Moxiao White’s heart. He leaned on Moya's chest in a pitiful manner and said, "Brother, I'm worried."

Moya sighed and wanted to touch the child's hair; however, he found that his hand had no strength at all. Both of his arms were injured, so he didn't feel like moving either. Neither of them spoke as the doctor came over for a check-up. Moxiao White tried to let go of Moya’s hand, but subconsciously tightened it again instead. Looking at Moya, Moya frowned and slowly released his grip. The doctor performed various physical examinations on him; finally concluding that there was no immediate danger but he would need quite some time for rehabilitation.

After the doctor finished checking him over, while recording notes, he chuckled and said, "You’re really blessed. Your silly little brother has been here guarding you for four days, and have you even noticed his stinky body odor"

Moxiao White, who usually kept himself clean, hadn’t bathed in the past four days. Sweat, blood, everything was mixed together, making a very unpleasant smell. Only now that the doctor mentioned it did Moxiao White realize how foul-smelling he must be. Thus, Moxiao White hurriedly left to freshen up. Moya looked at his back and asked, "He has been here all this time"

"Ever since you were brought in," the doctor said as he continued writing down notes casually. "I've never seen brothers with such good feelings towards each other before. When you were first admitted on that day, your condition was very critical, and several times a notice of impending death was issued for you. He lay there paralyzed beside you, giving all his blood to you when needed; almost losing his own life in the process. I think if you couldn't survive, he would have died as well. Is this really your little brother"

Moya didn’t speak while Yun looked bewildered beside him. She initially agreed with what Moxiao White said; that this German man wasn’t reliable at all.

The doctor seeing Moya not answering, muttered to himself, "If he hadn't told me you're his older brother, I would have thought you were his lover."

Moya’s face remained expressionless. He usually had no expressions on him so it was hard to tell what he was feeling. Yun wanted to cover his mouth; this unreliable doctor sure knew how to cause trouble. What was he doing giving Moxiao White sympathy points They still planned to torture Moxiao White, but if the doctor told the boss about all these things, wouldn’t they be unable to continue torturing him Wouldn't Moxiao White then become too arrogant and uncontrollable

Yun was regretting it deeply. Moxiao White really was a troublemaker; everyone wanted to treat him well, but he said that this German doctor wasn't reliable. For the past few days, he hadn’t given anyone good looks, and neither had the doctor given him any good looks in return. But as soon as Moxiao White left, the doctor started praising him. This troublemaker, this heartbreaker, was truly a hit with both men and women.

Moya seemed like a wooden person; no matter what the doctor said or did, he couldn't ruffle his feathers at all. The doctor began to think that indeed, an idiot is often pampered by another idiot. Look how confident this fellow was acting, so capable of tormenting him. Even when dying, he still wouldn’t let anything happen. This wasn’t something that had been nurtured.

This pair of brothers were truly interesting.

The doctor made a detailed record; Moya, just after waking up, was extremely tired and was shocked by the doctor’s words. He didn't have time to think about anything else as he fell into unconsciousness again. Before falling asleep, he thought that there was something very important he had forgotten to ask: where was Bai Liu

Where did he go

Wasn't he in this hospital

Hmm, he would ask him when he woke up again. Moxiao White didn’t know where he went off to clean up; now he finally could have a moment of peace and quiet. These past few days, he had heard him complaining non-stop, and he really wanted to kill him so that he could have some peace and quiet. He was too tired and in pain already but his hands couldn't move.

Moxiao White seemed to have forgotten something. Their bodies had undergone very rigorous training; to prevent them from breaking down under extreme torture and revealing their secrets, they would not lose consciousness or reason even when their body broke down. Hence, Moya’s mind remained clear despite his body collapsing.

This doctor was certainly no good anesthetist because he almost endured the whole surgery without anesthesia, so during that time, his ears could hear every sound around him clearly. After falling asleep, however, he couldn't hear anything until he woke up and heard Moxiao White and Yun arguing like children.

Moya slept all the way to the next day; it was in the morning light that he finally awoke, still somewhat dazed. He saw a slender figure standing before him, swaying back and forth. Moxiao White had cleaned himself up already, wearing a deep blue brocade shirt and brown high-waist jacket, looking very handsome indeed. As he continuously swayed in the morning light, Moya felt it was so…so good.

Good to an extent that words couldn't describe.

Sleek!

"Boss, you're awake" He seemed quite happy and his tone was very cheerful as though all their disputes in Washington had never occurred. Moya looked at him with a complex expression on his face; he still hadn’t recovered from the physical exhaustion and didn't look like he had much energy. Moxiao White brought over a steaming bowl of porridge to him, smiling warmly as usual, making one feel that everything in the world became beautiful again.

The same was how he cared for him when he got injured during their time in Washington.

Yun pouted next to them, despising Moxiao White’s attentiveness. She said, "You’re being so attentive out of some kind of purpose; why don't you just rush over and say 'Brother, I love you.' Isn’t this more practical It would ensure Boss gets better right away."

Moya indicated for him to raise the bed higher and had no interest in eating Moxiao White’s porridge. He asked Yun, "Where is Bai Liu"

Mosai's expression changed, staring blankly at the Boss. The Boss seemed not to notice his look and turned his gaze towards Yun. Yun secretly rejoiced; that German doctor was unreliable, so she too started giving unreliable information: "Bai Liu is still in the hospital and isn't out of danger yet. The special agents from the first terrorist organization are all ready to go as soon as he stabilizes, and they will take him away. His injuries are very serious, even more severe than yours; when they rescued him, it was said that he only had one breath left. He barely managed to hold on before being sent into intensive care. I've heard from someone inside that it'll likely be another two or three days before he stabilizes and regains full consciousness. The entire hospital is now filled with police, under strict security measures. Fortunately, the first terrorist organization has a doctor inside, although not Bai Liu's main physician; however, transmitting information still isn't difficult for us, which is why we have precise intelligence."

"Can he not be moved"

"No, if he were to be moved, he would die."

Moyao nodded, showing that he understood. His face revealed worry; while he had regained consciousness in this rudimentary clinic, Bai Liu remained unconscious in the big hospital. It seemed his injuries were indeed very serious.

Mosai stirred the white porridge in the bowl as if nothing happened. He had spent a long time to boil this millet porridge. Not looking at Moyao, he lowered his head and asked, "Boss, do you have an appetite I'll feed you."

Only then did Moyao turn around and nod. Mosai wasn't as excited as before; he fed Moyao bite by bite. His arm was seriously injured and couldn't move, making it seem like they were back in Washington.

Yun thought that the Third Young Master indeed had been severely hit; his smile was gone, truly pitiful, but this was what he brought upon himself. As per Mochen's instructions, although Yun thought no one could be as reliable as Moyao, she still needed to follow Mochen once.

After feeding a bowl of porridge, Mosai didn't say anything; that was too unusual for him. Moyao looked at him with profound eyes, silent and still like water without waves but deep enough to not be fathomed.

"I hate extra character A!" suddenly, Mosai put the bowl aside and vented his anger.

Moyao sighed inwardly; Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai, what exactly do you want from me

He was already prepared to give up. If he did, Xiao Bai could live happily without him forever, buried in his heart without any contact, except for the lingering pain. He knew that if he never loved someone and remained lonely all his life, Xiao Bai wouldn't be happy either, so he had to hide it within himself. That was why as soon as he returned, he let Mochen arrange a blind date.

No one knew that his initial purpose for the blind date was just to find someone not too bad-looking and not repulsive, perhaps even marry them and have children, thus fulfilling Xiao Bai's wish. He had always been carefree; he wanted him to remain that way for life, never knowing what Moyao did behind his back all for him. So Moyao could settle down with Ji Bing happily without feeling indebted to his brother.

His brother appeared happy, so he didn't need to worry about him anymore.

Bai Liu's appearance was an unexpected event.

Originally, he just wanted someone not too repulsive, but Bai Liu was actually someone Moyao liked very much. He was great, passionate and unrestrained, daring to love and hate, decisive in actions, neither humble nor arrogant. Having such a wonderful Bai Liu appear in his life seemed like the best arrangement from heaven.

After all, finding someone plain and unremarkable to live with for life wasn't as good as living with someone you liked; just so happened that Bai Liu deeply loved him while he also had feelings for her. Wasn't this the perfect arrangement

Moyao truly wanted to spend his entire life with Bai Liu, especially after they both fell into the river and Bai Liu nearly lost consciousness as the motorcycle exploded. The rocks at the bottom of the river were so sharp; he turned himself around to shield Bai Liu from them with his back. Those sharp rocks could pierce a person's body; even in such a situation, Bai Liu still wanted to do it for him. Although Moyao hadn't let him fulfill that wish ultimately and those rocks remained stuck in his lower back, he didn’t know why he suddenly pushed Bai Liu away at that moment—was it out of protection or reluctance to owe her He didn't want to ponder about it, perhaps both were true and not contradictory.

He thought if he could survive, he would take good care of Bai Liu for the rest of his life.

If they could both survive.

Wasn’t this heaven’s best arrangement

Bai Liu had surpassed what Moyao expected; she loved him.

But why did Xiao Bai say those words Throughout this lifetime, how long do you intend to torment me

Moyao wanted to ask Xiao Bai if it was enough now, if he gave everything he could—love, passion, impulse, life, soul… If he took his dignity away from him too

There were so many things Moyao wished to ask but in the end, he asked nothing.

He might die soon; perhaps it was just a moment of madness. He was going to marry Ji Bing now, had he considered that possibility

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