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n down, a thin blush rose on her fair cheeks, and her eyelashes lay softly curled, making her look extremely endearing.Surely she must be exhausted.Over these past ten days, Cai Xiaojing had put her t...The President's Substitute Ex-Wife 977 Urban Romance Popular Web

The conversation ended unhappily. Bai Liu didn't say much, merely saying "take care of yourself." Due to their identities and positions, both parties felt helpless and resolute; each had their own principles.

This was a knot that couldn't be untangled.

Moyao did not ask Bai Liu what position she held during this operation or if it was her who provided the map to the anti-terrorists. He didn't bring up whether staying at the Mo residence had been premeditated. Because there was no point in asking.

Back then, his and Mo Chen's mistake stemmed from overconfidence and carelessness that led them to invite Bai Liu to stay at their home. If providing her with an advantage was indeed a fault on their part, they could not blame anyone else, least of all Bai Liu.

Even if there were opposing views between him and Bai Liu, both sides maintained this sense of beauty, so why destroy it Although they would never become close friends who often meet, they once shared an enchanting period that was better left in memory.

Their lives already had too much brokenness and darkness; having a little less destruction was good for them.

Moxiaobai approached with a stern face, standing coldly before Moyao. He asked gravely, "Why is he here"

He kept his word by not eavesdropping intentionally and stayed at a safe distance away from them where he couldn't hear their conversation or read Moyao's lip movements. However, the atmosphere emanating from Moyao indicated that it was an unpleasant discussion.

Moyao spoke softly, "He is a counter-terrorism expert. Now that he's here, it can only be for negotiations. What else could there be"

"Hmph, he’s dreaming!" Moyuxiao sneered coldly. Negotiations On what basis He had killed so many people and ruined Wushuang's happiness. How could they possibly negotiate easily If her mother were here, she would have shot Bai Liu without hesitation.

Moyao lowered his head in thought, saying faintly, "From the words of Bai Liu, I can tell that the terrorist group behind the counter-terrorism squad is not just M2. Given how cautious he is, it’s unlikely he’d reveal such important information to us. Is what he said true or was he testing us"

Moyuxiao narrowed her eyes. "Big Brother seems willing to look into it."

Moyao hummed in response. Seeing that Moyuxiao still had a solemn expression, Moyao sighed lightly. "Don't take Bai Liu's actions personally; it’s not his fault. It's part of his duty. He has no obligation to provide us with information or warn us beforehand."

Moyuxiao kept her solemn expression but didn’t respond.

The atmosphere between them was extremely strange. In truth, what Moyuxiao truly resented was that Moyao seemed to still have feelings for Bai Liu; he was very domineering and disliked Moyao having any affection towards other men, not even a shred of it.

He wanted Moyao's eyes to be solely on him. He didn’t want anyone else to share Moyao’s attention. However, such narrow-minded thoughts were repugnant to himself, so naturally he wouldn’t voice them to Moyao.

However, the news of Lan's death was eventually discovered by Ye Sanshao.

The truth could no longer be concealed; Ye Ningyuan deeply understood that the sooner they explained, the better it would be. This also allowed Ye Sanshao and Cheng Anya to prepare mentally. So he picked a quiet night to call Ye Sanshao.

Tell him the tragic news about Ke Lan and also about Wen Jing.

The Young Master Ye San felt a chill run through his entire body. In his youth, he had always been reckless and wild, regarding death rather lightly. Now at an age to enjoy grandchildren surrounding him, Tian Yu, Ke Lan, Tian Zong, and Tian Cheng had all been exceptionally intelligent, which the Young Master Ye San liked very much. Particularly towards his only daughter, Ye Ke Lan, just like Ye Ningyuan, he had indulged her immensely.

Ye Ke Lan was indeed the little princess of the Ye family, receiving countless favors; it wasn’t an exaggeration at all. From childhood to adulthood, they never said a harsh word to Ke Lan. As Ye Ke Lan lived away from home, she called every day either chatting with her father or the Young Master Ye San, maintaining excellent rapport. Upon suddenly hearing about Ke Lan’s tragedy, the Young Master Ye San felt momentarily dizzy and nearly collapsed. The loss of Hailan had taken them years to recover from.

They avoided discussing it, choosing silence instead, for their son's happiness, they didn’t want to bring up their daughter again. Supporting each other through mutual healing, they navigated almost a decade before gradually emerging from the shadow of losing Ke Lan. Now facing this once more, the Young Master Ye San could hardly believe his ears; he would rather deceive himself into thinking it was all just a dream.

They had only experienced a nightmare that hadn’t yet faded away.

Their purpose for coming was to attend a wedding, yet they received one tragic news after another. The warmth of their child, Ke Lan, Linlin and Wen Jing, repeatedly shattered them. Ye Tianyu truthfully told his father about what happened with Wen Jing.

He momentarily struggled to find words; Tian Yu had made a mistake, filled with regret for life. How could he face the Wen family And how would they explain to Warmth He heard her say she intended to go to London after things settled down.

She said she wanted to look for Wen Jing.

Sisters’ bond was unbreakable, so it was likely that she was also concerned about Wen Jing.

The Young Master Ye San rubbed his temples in pain when a pair of cold little hands gently massaged his head, easing the discomfort. Cheng Anya softly asked, "What did Ning talk to you about"

It must be bad news; otherwise, why would he have such a solemn and sorrowful expression.

The Third Young Master Ye looked up at Cheng Anya. His eyes suddenly became blurry as he pulled her into his arms with great force. Startled, she remained quiet and allowed him to hold her steadily.

What happened

"Anya, Kala is dead..." The Third Young Master Ye muttered to himself. Cheng Anya in his arms gradually felt cold; what had he just said

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Wu Shuang was unable to sleep at night and came downstairs for a walk. They moved to another residence, as the Roman Empire of the Mo family had several properties, including additional villas. The villa was much smaller than the castle, covering over a thousand square meters, consisting of two small villas with an accompanying garden and swimming pool. Wu Shuang and the others were staying here, while the castle was uninhabitable due to its sad associations, which they did not wish to face.

The roses in the villa's garden bloomed gorgeously and sensuously but lonely under the night sky, without anyone to admire them.

Wu Shuang often could not sleep at night. Even if she tried her best to rest, closing her eyes would bring only images of Kaka. She frequently went downstairs for a walk during the middle of the night when no one was around, hoping to clear her mind before returning to bed.

Unexpectantly, as soon as she reached the garden, she heard someone sobbing. first."Ye Feimo glanced at her before leaving. Warming continued, "Mr. Du, what did you just say"Dudi seemed silent for a moment before his slightly cold voice sounded, "It's all good, yes, I really...