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or a while, counting imaginary sheep.She felt like an idiot, not knowing what she was persisting on or why she cared. Perhaps he didn't care at all about her worries; after all, he didn’t need them.Ma...The Substitute Ex-Wife of the CEO Finale 363

Nuanmeng pointed at Yefei Mo with a puzzled expression, and Moxiaobai really wanted to rush over to cover Nuanmeng's mouth. However, since Yefei Mo was there, he didn't have the courage to do so. After pointing at Yefei Mo for a while, Nuanmeng looked at Moxiaobai and blinked her eyes. Moxiaobai put on a miserable face.

Mochen suddenly understood what had happened and opened his mouth slightly in surprise. Moyao noticed the odd looks on everyone's faces and narrowed his eyes. What did these two people say to Nuanmeng Yefei Mo asked, "What do you want to say"

Nuanmeng tilted her head, and Moxiaobai immediately found an opportunity to escape from the room. Suddenly, Nuanmeng blurted out, "Can you play mahjong"

Mowushuang had said that the Mo brothers took turns running naked, so she knew right away that Moxiaobai must have been lying when he said it was Yefei Mo who ran naked. Nuanmeng couldn't help but chuckle inwardly as she realized why she couldn't imagine what Yefei Mo looked like while running naked; indeed, they were the top-notch liars. They really could create stories that made her believe them, and so when they said it was those three brothers who had been beaten into running naked by Yefei Mo, it struck Nuanmeng as rather funny.

But since Moxiaobai looked so pitiful, she decided not to bully him anymore.

Hearing their conversation, it seemed that he had been bullied by Yefei Mo ever since childhood. So Nuanmeng quickly changed the subject and asked about mahjong, which made Moxiaobai feel extremely grateful for his little aunt's cleverness.

Moyao remained expressionless as Yefei Mo asked him, "Can you play"

"Sure."

Mowushuang clapped her hands and said, "Perfect then. Let’s start a game; it has been so long since I last played."

Moxiaobai immediately stood up and turned his head around, saying, "I'll go to the bathroom."

Toes greased, he slipped away.

Mu Chen also got up decisively and followed him, "Wait for me, Xiao Bai! Let's go together."

Nuan Wen chuckled inwardly. So Ye Feimo was that good at mahjong that it scared them off. What she didn't know was that since the incident where they were chased naked after losing to Ye Feimo in a game of mahjong, none of them had dared to play against him again. After all, four people made up an entire table.

"What shameless fellows," Mu Wushuang shook his head, and Mo Yao also helplessly shook his head.

Ye Feimo and Nuan Wen stayed at the Mu family for more than ten days. The scars on Nuan Wen's body had faded considerably; even though they hadn't completely disappeared, they no longer affected her appearance. If she continued to apply the ointment for another month, all traces would be gone.

The bullet wound on her shoulder was almost fully healed, leaving only a faint mark behind. Compared to that, Ye Feimo's recovery was much slower. She had recovered in ten days, but it took him an additional few days. Originally, there was no problem with flying out after getting on the plane, but Nuan Wen insisted on waiting until he was completely well.

During those days, Ye Feimo accompanied her to roam around Rome City again. Mo Xiao Bai and Mu Chen said they were protecting them, but in reality, they just followed along like a third wheel. Ye Feimo really wanted to kick them away with one foot, yet Nuan Wen was indifferent.

"Why don't you two help Mo Yao handle the mafia's affairs You guys are so idle every day," Ye Feimo couldn't bear it any longer. First, they were truly annoying like a third wheel, and secondly, Mo Yao was really unlucky; he only had two minutes more of life than Mu Chen, yet all the work in the entire mafia fell on him.

Every bloody battle with the mafia was handled by him and Wushuang. Especially for Mo Yao, these two fellows were idle enough to make someone want to punch them. They weren't incompetent either; they had a capable boss who could get things done, yet they still roamed around aimlessly. How could one bear it

Mu Chen said, "We are protecting you guys."

"No need!"

"The boss said he can handle it himself," Mo Xiaobai said.

Ye Feimo gave a cold laugh, "Handle it himself Yes, of course Mo Yao can handle it himself. It's just that he'll have to sleep less by seven or eight hours per day. I'm asking you two, as his younger brother, why don't you share the burden for him The last time something went wrong wasn’t it because he didn’t have enough rest and was too slow in reacting Just because Mo Yao got lucky once doesn’t mean he will always be so fortunate. Don’t wait until something bad happens to regret not helping."

It was rare for Ye Feimo to say this much about a matter that wasn't directly related to him, but Mo Chen and Mo Xiaobai exchanged glances and looked away from each other. Ye Feimo humphed coldly as Wenran hastily tried to smooth things over, "Alright, alright, let’s head back now, we won’t be going out shopping today."

Mo Xiaobai watched their backs as they walked off and curiously asked Mo Chen, "Brother, are we being unreasonable"

"Seems like you’re a bit...," Mo Chen said, "but the most unreasonable one is you. I mainly handle intelligence, other things don’t concern me much. You leave all of North America to the boss and only deal with some minor stuff occasionally; that’s why you are the least considerate."

Mo Xiaobai weakly replied, "I am very busy..."

"Be busy as an entertainer...",

Mo Chen said dismissively, patting his nose. Mo Xiaobai looked up at the sky; in truth, all of his work had been taken over by the boss.

Whenever he tried to handle things himself, a gust of wind would roll its eyes and the boss would take care of everything instead.

Whose fault is this

After Ye Feimo and Wenran had fully recovered from their injuries, they planned on leaving Rome. Because they were traveling by private jet, they left in the evening. It was Wenran’s first time riding a personal aircraft like this and she found it very novel. This private plane belonged to Ye Feimo; there were four separate rooms, more than ten seats, a luxurious setup complete with a kitchen, entertainment room, viewing room, small cinema, and sound system cabinet.

The Ye family had three private planes in total, but only one of them was legally registered, the one they were on.

Moxiao Bai originally wanted to go to America with them and take the same route. But Mo Yao asked him to stay behind, so Moxiao Bai could only wave goodbye to Wannuan. The next time they meet might be in City A.

The fact that he didn’t come made Ye Feimi the happiest person around.

Wannuan could tell that their relationship was good, but they tended to argue a lot. They boarded the plane and flew straight to Las Vegas. Wannuan's heart started to race; she was really getting married now.

Surely, she had mentally prepared for this long ago, but when it came down to it, she felt nervous.

She thought that she might be a bit anxious about marriage.

"Feimi, aren't you nervous" Wannuan couldn’t help asking on the plane. Her heart was pounding like there was a little rabbit inside her chest, and her face had turned slightly warm as well. Soon, her status would change.

To be Ye Feimi's wife.

She felt a bit excited but also a little afraid.

Ye Feimi’s gaze was deep and shimmering like the ocean, making Wannuan even more nervous. Her heart raced as if she were seeing him for the first time despite them being very familiar with each other already. It seemed natural yet extraordinary to feel this way.

"Are you really that anxious" grudge in his life.Robert and Feria chuckled, probably only Mo Xiaobai would have the nerve to bring this up."Mo Xiao San, haven't you ever seen Young Master's naked body""Of course I have!" Mo Xiaob...