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er and sat beside her, his eyes full of worry, "Nu Wen, what's wrong Is your hand hurting Or is it somewhere else"She didn’t know how to explain; which part hurtEverything hurt.Apart from being confus...The Substitute Ex-Wife of the CEO Vol. 2 Heartstrings Tugged 810

Moyao walked hand in hand with Xiaobai on the beach, and this was their most romantic moment together; although there was no moonlight, they were surrounded by a sky full of stars, a beauty beyond imagination. Su Man was right—the sand was soft without any broken glass. Xiaobai walked carefully and didn't step on anything that he shouldn't have, neither did Moyao. Moyao held his hand tightly, unwilling to let go, willing to hold onto him for life.

Xiaobai bent down to pick up seashells; the night was hazy, making it hard to see clearly. He lost interest after a few attempts and found a spot to sit down. With his hands clasped behind his head, he lay there watching the sky full of stars.

Moyao sat down beside him and used a tree branch on the sand to draw. Xiaobai turned around and asked, "What are you drawing"

"I'm drawing you!"

Xiaobai replied, "You're most lacking in artistic talent; what could you possibly draw"

Moyao smiled. He indeed lacked artistic talent, but Xiaobai and Mochen were multi-talented—playing the piano, guitar, drums, painting… pretty much anything was easy for Xiaobai to pick up, he was versatile, mastering everything proficiently even playing an erhu piece. They were outstanding individuals, yet Moyao couldn't do any of these things; their differences contrasted sharply but Moyao didn't mind—what he couldn't do didn't matter since there wasn’t a rule stating that he had to.

After drawing for a while, a face appeared on the sand. Xiaobai took a look and couldn't help but smile, saying, "That’s me—a pig head."

"A pig head is cute," Moyao said. Xiaobai stood up and took the tree branch from him to draw an even bigger pig head next to it, “This is you.”

Moyao laughed; his depiction of a pig was indeed accurate, but it looked quite cute too. Moyao asked, "What can two pig heads do on the beach"

"Waiting to be blown away," Xiaobai said, lying comfortably on Mo Yao's thigh, "It's already the New Year's Eve now. The last time we did this was in December—how time flies."

Mo Yao smiled and said, "Time passes quickly. In another half a year, you'll basically be fully recovered."

"It can't be that simple," Mo Xiaobai said, "Some things take longer to recover from."

"No matter how long it takes, I’ll be with you," Mo Yao said, "Overcoming addiction isn’t difficult. Neither is overcoming the psychological dependence. For you, both should be easy to handle, right No matter what happens, I'll always be by your side."

"Don't lie to me."

"I won’t," Mo Yao said solemnly.

"What have I been doing for over a month" Mo Xiaobai asked. He never asks and Mo Yao never mentions it. Since Xiaobai brought it up, Mo Yao replied, "Not much, just overcoming addiction."

"Now that the episodes are spaced several days apart, you've been in recovery all this time"

"Look at your body—it’s almost fully recovered. When you’re not dealing with withdrawal, you're training; there's no downtime. Otherwise, how could you regain such a healthy body so quickly," Mo Yao said. Xiaobai had the most beautiful physique, and it took him a lot of effort to bring Xiaobai back.

"Yeah, time flies by when you’re training. Besides that—did anything else notable happen"

Moyao thought for a moment and automatically ignored Ji Bing, "There's nothing important, so don't worry too much, okay"

"What about Ji Bing" asked Mo Baifei. He was most afraid of hearing from Moyao that he and Ji Bing were already married. He knew that since he was still in Riyadh, this possibility wasn't high.

"Ji Bing is in Rome, Mo Chen is taking care of her; she'll be fine, don't worry," Moyao said calmly. Xiao Bai pulled his hand and held it tightly within his own hands. Moyao misunderstood the situation but he didn't intend to clarify it as there was no point doing so anyway. He also wouldn’t make any promises to Moyao that he might not be able to keep; it would disappoint him if he did. He disliked letting Moyao down.

He had already tried his best, yet some matters couldn't be resolved through effort alone; they required time to forget about them. He didn’t know how long he’d hide within his shell before he could muster the courage to face the sunlight again.

"As long as everything's alright," said Xiao Bai, feeling remorseful towards Ji Bing for being destined to let her down. Moyao gently stroked his hand, "Xiao Bai, there are some things you shouldn’t think about now. Wait until your body is fully recovered before you seriously consider what you want. Thinking about it now serves no purpose."

"I'm afraid I won't have time," said Mo Baifei. "Is this truly what you feel"

"Of course!" Moyao replied, "After your body recovers, take your time to think clearly about what you want; that's the most genuine version of yourself."

Mo Baifei knew all too well what he wanted, precisely because he did know, it caused him immense pain.

The two remained silent for a long while. Moyao also lay down to look at the stars in the sky; the New Year's Eve starlight was particularly beautiful. Xiao Bai said, "Regarding matters in the entertainment industry, let’s leave them as they are; anyway, I don’t want to stay there anymore."

"You’re going to give up all your efforts over these many years" Moyao frowned. He still wanted to do whatever he could to help turn things around for him. Those who had hurt him were already being dealt with upon his return by having Mo Chen discreetly arrange people to handle the situation. As for retaliation in the entertainment industry, he would figure out a way to cleanse Xiao Bai's image.

The entertainment industry's affairs were something he hadn't anticipated, so he didn't prepare for it back then. When Little White encountered trouble initially, all he could think about was retaliating against them and had forgotten about her identity as an entertainer. Actually, Mo Yue never really liked this part of him either, hence why he overlooked it.

"You used to curse at me; do you still remember your own identity It's not like I can treat you with extreme care just because you're injured now. I have thought about it—what you said was right. Indeed, I forgot my true self. Originally, I had planned to retire from the entertainment industry after one more year, and now that this happened, it saved me from having to deal with it myself. Although the outcome isn't what I wanted, it's not bad either." Little White continued, "I'm a member of an organization; there really is no need for me to contribute to America’s finance."

Mo Yue smiled gently, saying, "Alright, since you say so, then let's do it that way. It doesn't matter anyway—no matter what happens, you will always be the main character in our story."

"Our"

"You and me!" Mo Yue said gravely. A tender smile appeared on Little White’s lips; this was the most romantic thing Mo Yue had ever said to her.

Words of affection depend entirely on who says them. If they are from someone you don't like, no matter how beautiful or poetic the words may be, it won’t move your heart. But if these words come from the person you love most and care about the most, even the simplest ones will sound incredibly sweet and romantic.

Little White found that Mo Yue’s words this time were especially endearing to her; he was always captivating no matter what.

"Brother, please be kind to me for a lifetime."

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