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iberately hiding something. At this moment, Mo Yue had no heart to analyze his thoughts; he simply said, "I’m fine. I’ll leave in a few days. If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up.""Boss!" Mo Bai call...Warming and Yè Fěimò 345

She never expected to see Ye Yan here, so she completely forgot about Yè Fěimò's injury. Thinking about it, the joy of a common fan seeing a Hollywood superstar would be overwhelming, bordering on madness. If Warming wasn't an injured patient, her excitement might be even more extreme.

Ye Yan... Ye Yan...

Warming was infatuated and wanted to rush over to kiss him.

Mò Xiǎobái touched his face and asked Mò Chén, "Did I forget my mask today"

"Of course. Why would you wear a mask at home"

"No wonder..." Mò Xiǎobái smiled kindly as he gently kissed Warming's trembling hand, behaving like the epitome of chivalry and romance, with eyes full of captivating tenderness.

Mò Chén unconsciously looked towards the door; it would be best if certain people didn't appear now. Mò Xiǎobái was really brave today.

Warming's heart raced even more as her idol kissed her, making her feel so excited that she no longer felt any pain in her wound. It seemed that idols had anesthetic effects.

Especially for such a charming idol.

"Auntie, I will definitely sign anything you want—be it pictures or autographs—and I can accompany you to eat, play, and even sleep as long as you're happy. I'm willing to do everything," Mò Xiǎobái said earnestly, realizing that Auntie was a fan of his, which made him very pleased; he didn't need to explain anything because Auntie wouldn’t blame her idol. "Auntie, if you want a nude photo with my autograph, I can certainly do that."

"Really But no need for naked photos, I'm too happy to meet you. You're really charming and very suitable... " The warm, excited voice abruptly stopped, and the large almond-shaped eyes blinked in confusion. Mo Baixue was puzzled; what exactly did she mean by 'very suitable' Warm swallowed hard, stifling her otaku fantasy. Her world of being both cute and otakyesque wasn't something everyone could understand.

Moreover, speaking to her idol like this was slightly disrespectful. She shouldn't do that. After all, she only had one and a half idols—one who was dead, the other still alive—and she needed to maintain good relations with them.

"Wait, are you Ink's cousin" Warm asked in surprise. Ye Yan is Ink’s cousin They both share the surname Ye. Yet, although Ink knew she adored Ye Yan, he had never mentioned any familial ties between them.

Several times while watching one of Ye Yan's movies and hearing him critique it, he had never once brought up their kinship.

Warm felt a bit awkward.

Moe nodded, pointing to Mo Baixue. "He’s the blood-related cousin. If you think there’s something fishy between him and Ink, it's genetic; don’t be surprised."

Mo Baixue looked at Warm uncertainly. “Our family genetics ensure only positive traits are passed on, like this perfect face, this perfect demeanor, this perfect body…"

"Is narcissism also hereditary" Warm asked with a bewildered expression.

Moe laughed, and Mo Baixue nodded seriously. "Narcissism is the most admirable trait passed down in our family."

Warm was speechless; now she knew how he resembled Ink.

"When I used to watch your films at home, Ink was there too. We even discussed them together, but he never mentioned you were his cousin," Warm said, noting that if she had known earlier, she would have followed Ye Yan to Rome.

She will definitely follow, sob, Ye Feimo is too wicked, he must have done this on purpose.

"Little Cousin has been jealous of me since childhood," Mo Baixue said seriously, her warm little hands clutching with a bit of sympathy for the strain on her wrist.

“What was he jealous of”

“You don’t know that Little Cousin hasn’t looked as good as I did since childhood; he’s just a quiet and reserved person who doesn’t talk much, so no one wanted to play with him. On the other hand, I’m cute and adorable, and everyone loves me. Therefore, Little Cousin was very envious of me.” Mo Baixue said, and Mo Chen covered his mouth while laughing secretly beside her; what she was saying was too exaggerated. Feimo at least had a great relationship with Kaka, and they were often bullied by Feimo.

Warmth nodded, believing in the words of her idol.

In general, fanatics are very trusting of their idols. If an idol says he is the handsomest man in the world, then he must be; if an idol gives out a random expression, it must be the most charming and adorable one.

If an idol claims to be the president of the United States, they would say that this person will become the president of the United States someday.

This is a very subtle and ambiguous relationship between fans and idols. Mo Baixue was well aware of it, but she also knew that Little Cousin’s wife wasn't stupid; after some time passed, she wouldn’t believe him anymore, so now she had to quickly establish an impressive image for herself.

Mo Baixue moved close to Warmth and acted familiarly. Looking at her idol up close, Warmth felt that he was unbelievably perfect. Honestly speaking, Mo Baixue’s looks were indeed better than Ye Feimo's when viewed by normal people.

"Little Cousin’s wife, I’ll tell you another secret about Little Cousin," Mo Baixue said with twinkling eyes as she leaned closer and smiled mysteriously, completely stirring Warmth’s curiosity. Seeing how curious Warmth was, she laughed and continued, "Let me tell you: when we were young and playing mahjong, Little Cousin was so dumb that he was beaten up by us and the boss until his face turned gray; on the island, he ran naked for ten rounds."

"Running naked!!!!!!! "

"Hahaha..." Mo Chen laughed loudly. He thought, 'Oh no, Xiao Bai, you really are a top-tier troublemaker. It was us three who were forced to run naked because of him, yet here you are saying such words. If Ye Feimo heard this, he would definitely make us do it again.'

Wen Ran felt awkward as she imagined the expression on Ye Feimo's face if he were to run naked, looking blankly ahead with a poker face. She just couldn't picture him doing so; it was too challenging, even beyond human capabilities. She thought that imagining her idol smiling while running naked would be easier.

Moreover, given Ye Feimo’s intelligence, there's no way he would lose to his own idol at mahjong, right

She wasn't confident in anything else about him, but she was certain of his brains and shrewdness.

Moe Chen kept laughing as he held his stomach. Wen Ran looked over, and Mo Chen said with a smile, "I'm recalling the scene where Little Cousin ran naked. It’s really... too funny."

Wen Ran thought that since Mo Chen was usually so polite and gentlemanly, he shouldn't be lying.

So did Ye Feimo actually run naked when he was young

"Auntie Little Cousin, isn’t it quite funny" Mo Xiaobai glanced at Mo Chen and then looked at Wen Ran.

Wen Ran thought about it and said, "It’s rather shocking."

It wasn't funny at all; it was more shocking.obai frowned and glanced at Murong Yao who was not far away. He was chatting with Murong Chen and Wenran; the sunlight cast a thin layer of light on him, creating ripples in his silhouette, almost for...