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panic."Forget it. Considering your injuries, I'll let you off this time," Ye Wei said with a sigh. "You’re finally starting to grow up."Finally, there was some manliness about him; he wasn’t just a wh...The Substitute Ex-Wife of the President

The first terrorist organization didn't seem to be stirred by such a major event, except that Zhuque's leg was crippled. Fang Jiachi is treating him. Xuanwu and Qinglong, along with others, are too furious to express it; after all, it was Mo Yao who took action.

In the eyes of Qinglong, Baityu, Zhuque, and Xuanwu, the mafia is dominated by Mo Yao alone. Wu Shuang and Mo Chen, as well as Mo Xiaobai, are not deeply acquainted with them, except for their dealings with Mo Yao. Mo Yao inherited all of Mo Ye's strengths: taciturn, enigmatic, and ruthless in his methods. In their eyes, Mo Xiaobai has little authority, while Mo Chen rarely interacts with them. Therefore, they mistakenly believe that the mafia is solely upheld by Mo Yao, which leads to their illusion of fearing him alone. They dare to provoke Mo Xiaobai but not Mo Yao.

No one dares to defy a word from Mo Yao.

Moreover, with Xi and Ye Wei's relationship, the elder generation in the first terrorist organization would naturally not say anything, thus leaving them no position to speak. Crucially, neither Kaka nor Zhou Muhuan, Bruno nor Chu Chu said a single word, nor did anyone demand justice for Zhuque. Hence, Qinglong, Baityu, and Xuanwu vaguely realize that demanding justice is merely wishful thinking.

Zhuque has been targeting Wu Shuang recently; they are aware of this too, so everyone assumes that Zhuque offended Wu Shuang with some words Mo Yao overheard, leading to his punishment by Mo Yao.

Sitting in Kaka's garden, the air was filled with floral fragrance. This place is Chu Li’s villa, where he resided when he led the first terrorist organization. After Kaka succeeded him, he also chose this place as his residence. It is located at the center of the eastern part of the first terrorist organization and has a three-story house with a garden offering the best view in the organization. There are many roses here; various shades bloom in the courtyard, vibrant and fragrant all year round. The scent of roses permeates the air in the garden. Wu Shuang easily recalls her own rose garden.

Rome also has an equally beautiful rose garden which she loves very much.

The variety in Rome’s rose garden is richer, with a full range of rare species. Although Kaka's rose garden has many varieties too, it does not match the aesthetic design of Rome's rose garden.

Sitting here is such a pleasure.

The rose garden has a greenhouse with white wicker chairs. The roses in the greenhouse struggle to survive, making them quite rare and valuable, with many being unique species developed by researchers.

She had no heart to admire the roses; instead, her thoughts were elsewhere.

Kaka brewed a pot of rose tea. Wuming watched him casually pouring the tea and slightly narrowed his eyes. "Zhuque might lose her leg; do you still have time to sit here and drink tea with me"

"Jiaqi is skilled, so Zhuque's leg won't be lost." Kaka said indifferently, showing no particular emotion, as if Zhuque’s injury had nothing to do with him. Wuming confirmed her suspicions.

"Try the rose tea I made. It may not match your skill, but it shouldn’t taste bad," Kaka offered, handing the fragrant brew to Wuming.

Wuming was intrigued, "When did you learn to make floral tea"

"With dedication, anything can be learned."

Wuming lowered her head and sipped the tea, seemingly ignoring Kaka. He looked at her expectantly and asked, "How is it"

Wuming gave him a sidelong glance; seeing anticipation in his eyes, she raised an eyebrow, "Pass."

Kaka chuckled lightly and poured her more tea. Wushuang frowned, "You asked me to come here, but you weren’t inviting me for tea"

"You’re overthinking it; I just wanted to offer you some tea."

"Because I helped establish your authority" With a snap, Wushuang set down her teacup. When her hand relaxed, the cup shattered, and rose-flavored tea spilled across the white table and chairs, creating an eerie yet beautiful scene. If it weren’t for Kaka in front of her, she would have surely hurled the shards at him as a projectile.

"You’re overthinking this," Kaka said coolly without much change on his face.

Wushuang wondered how many times she had seen Kaka since that day at the Devil’s Castle, seeing a different side of him. Why did her feelings for him run so deep Was it because of the Blue Sea back then and the envy from her childhood, which accumulated without her realizing it, or was it simply due to habit...

The habit of seeking Kaka's affection, wanting his affection, and receiving it—was this pursuit, desire, and acquisition truly a fixation of hers, or did she genuinely want these things

She realized that she no longer understood Kaka at all.

He had even plotted against their siblings, using Mo Yao's hands to eliminate his enemies.

"I wish I were a bit less intelligent; my overthinking has led me to believe you’re not what I imagined," Wushuang said with a cold laugh. Looking at the rose garden, she thought that sometimes women should be a little foolish—if they weren’t so smart, they wouldn't know too much of the truth. "Zhurou had an incident on the territory of the first terror organization, yet you arrived late. Kaka, don’t tell me you didn’t know what happened in the main hall; everyone else was there earlier than you. Don’t also say that something delayed you.

"My leg has not yet recovered." In response to Wushuang's accusations, Kaka offered a bland smile without any emotional changes; it seemed no one could peel away the mask on his face. Wushuang found him quite terrifying.

Kaka’s scheming was always directed at others. She thought he was great in every way, but never considered what would happen if he used that same level of calculation against her.

Because she had never considered it before, the sudden realization made her feel scared.

She had already asked him so plainly, and yet he still found excuses, such as his leg being inconvenient

Was his leg truly an issue

A man who hides his true self has charm, but if you cannot control him, that charm can turn into a terrifying force.

Wushuang scoffed. "If it's like this, then I have nothing to say."

She stood up and made as if to leave; Kaka grabbed her shoulder and turned her around. Wushuang’s arm had not yet recovered, so she did not want to endure more pain due to a temper tantrum and offered no resistance. Kaka said, "Wushuang, where are you going"

"I have nothing left to say to you," Wushuang coldly replied. "Never in my wildest dreams would I think that one day you would lie to me. Even Chu Nanfeng, who wouldn’t even tell me he liked me to comfort me, would one day lie to me. It seems I am truly worthless to you."

The previous chapter numbers were a bit out of order; my apologies… This shows how eager I was to write, skipping 40 chapters at once, o(n_n)o haha~; she cannot keep running around endlessly. I don’t believe that within a month Longmen wouldn't be able to find someone on Earth. During my absence, if anything happens, ask Ye Er and Su Ran about it...