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during the Republic of China era where she wore this exact hairstyle and outfit. This time for the wedding ceremony, Chen Xier chose to wear that same costume from the drama, which added a touch of a...The Substitute Wife of the President, Completed 733

"You haven't finished handling your Middle East affairs yet. Can you spare some time" Wu Shuang asked with a cheerful laugh that sounded sweet, "When I'm free, these few days have been busy and my boss has something he can't handle. If I shoot him in the leg, wouldn’t it be because I need to clean up after him"

Kaka laughed; Wu Shuang had indeed caused herself a lot of trouble with this move, but she was so busy that her husband would have to stay at home alone, and every time they spoke on the phone, he could sense how tired she was. He couldn’t bear it and always wanted her to rest early.

So now, he felt neglected.

Wu Shuang laughed heartily on the other end of the line; she had been so busy that she barely recognized people these days and had thrown several tantrums. Talking with Kaka was the happiest thing for her, as it could make her feel relaxed all over. Kaka reminded her, "Don’t let my boss or Little White know about this, otherwise they’ll cause more trouble. Don't bury yourself."

Wu Shuang knew very well what she was talking about. She laughed and said, “When the bullet hits my boss, he will definitely feel it and be puzzled by it, as that shot is too similar to mine in terms of skill and sensation. So if he tries hard enough, he’ll know it’s me who did this. However, Little White originally wanted to investigate but my boss asked me to take responsibility for this matter. This means he already knows the truth and just hasn’t told Little White yet; so you can rest assured there is nothing wrong. At most, I will be scolded by him when I come back, and it won't happen again.”

“How dare you say it won't happen again Are you going to do it next time too”

"I really wouldn’t dare anymore. Only after hearing about this from you did I realize how scary it was."

Kaka didn’t press her on the matter any further. After exchanging a few whispers, Wu Shuang hung up and lay down comfortably to rest.

...

Moyao knew that he had reported this incident the day before evening. He returned home to lie in bed after his wound reopened again and didn’t regain his spirits until the afternoon. Mo Xiaobai’s face was gloomy all day, with each phone call making him even more so; moreover, the blood color was truly vivid, a cute pink hue from ears to neck, leaving Moyao very curious as to who he could be talking to that would make him display such strong emotions—truly a miracle.

No matter how Mo Xiaobai felt inside, in front of his boss, he was always a well-behaved sheepdog. When the boss asked why he looked upset, Mo Xiaobai looked at him innocently without admitting to being angry and dared not reveal anything else.

Otherwise, how could he live if the boss found out

So Mo Xiaobai cleared out all the newspapers and magazines at home, not even turning on the TV. The older brother usually used his computer to handle things instead of browsing web pages for news casually, so Mo Xiaobai felt slightly relieved. In the evening after dinner, the older brother found himself extremely bored after lying in bed all day long. He then turned on his computer and contacted Mo Chen, asking about the recent situation of the Mafia. Originally, he planned to leave two days later, but now it seemed like he would be delayed for a few more days. Mo Chen chuckled and said that everything was fine, asking how things were going in Washington. Mo Yao looked down at his chest and decided not to mention anything further.

Truthfully, besides being frustrated about this injury, there was also a small surprise. He cherished such days when it was just him and Mo Xiaobai under the same roof, where he could be obedient and cared for by Mo Xiaobai, sharing a bedroom, bathroom, and study with him. The feeling seemed like newlyweds living together. As a man who did not deceive himself or others, there were always some indescribable self-deception when it came to his relationship with Mo Xiaobai, as if he could pretend that they had achieved happiness and acceptance.

Though he knew this was an unrealistic wish.

But living one's life without any longing would be impossible, wouldn't it

Moe Chen said that these few days were quite dramatic for him. The wound had reopened several times and sneakingly asked if he did it on purpose. Upon hearing this, Mo Yao chuckled coldly and replied, "When I get back home, you will be in trouble," to which Moe Chen quickly changed the subject with a chuckle, saying, "Brother, your looks are really photogenic, more so than Xiaobai. With Xiaobai, photos never do justice to how good-looking he is in real life, but when it comes to you, these photos are truly stunning; could this be because cold and beautiful people are more photogenic"

Mo Yao frowned, "What report"

Moe Chen was surprised, "Hey, Xiaobai didn't tell you GK's entertainment newspaper published your photos after the car accident. They said how well-matched you two look."

Mo Yao furrowed his brows tightly and gave a cold snort, "You seem to be quite pleased with this."

"No, no, little brother is not that brave, haha..." Moe Chen laughed three times, then quickly made an excuse and logged off. Mo Yao opened the web page and searched for news about Mo Xiaobai.

...

Mo Xiaobai came upstairs with a cup of mint tea just as the older brother was sitting expressionlessly in front of his computer, eyes narrowed slightly behind those deep, beautiful eyes and lips pulled down in thought. He gave no sign of anger; at most, it could only be seen that he had an unemotional face. Smiling like a flower, Mo Xiaobai came over and placed the mint tea to one side before turning around to see the fiery red photos on Mo Yao's computer screen. His eyes turned black for a moment, almost calling out to heaven as if it were trying to cut off his last hope.

He was doomed!

Moe Xiaobai wailed and cautiously watched the older brother's face. He puckered up his chubby cheeks in an attempt to explain how this happened, but Mo Yao’s cold eyes pierced through him. Mo Xiaobai’s knees buckled as he fell onto the floor and grabbed the older brother’s leg, crying out, "Brother, it really isn't my fault! You must understand the tragedy of a famous person's life, little brother has become too well-known, making big brother suffer..."

"Deserves to die a thousand deaths!" Before he could finish speaking, Mo Yao took over the conversation.

Mosai wailed, "I didn't commit a crime worthy of death, right Looks like after these many days of careful care and attention, Boss might consider sparing my life"

Mo Yao snorted coldly. To be honest, he wasn't really angry, but looking at Mosai's包子臉 (stuffed bun face), he just wanted to tease him. Who could resist the sight of a pouting cheek that looked so cute no matter how you looked at it

"Were you upset about this when you called me in the morning" Mo Yao asked, feeling a bitter sweetness that made him understand why Bai was so anxious and blushing—turns out it had been because of this. He guessed that Bai's blush must have been caused by anger rather than what he had imagined.

He wasn't afraid to fight for his love; however, the object of his affection was too troublesome for him, leaving no solution in sight. But Mosai wasn't his brother—they hadn’t grown up together; he merely liked a man. If that were the case, he would have forcefully taken what he wanted, even breaking legs if necessary to ensure the man stayed by his side. Yet this person was both his beloved and his brother. Every time such violent thoughts crossed his mind, memories of the rosy-cheeked child in his past came flooding back—his crystal-clear face, gemstone-like eyes, holding hands while whining "big brother" with delight; how could he bring himself to harm him.

So this matter was rather tragic.

"I’m not angry, I’m not angry. Just that group of people with their mouths running wild made me have a go at them." Mosai deflected the topic, seemingly not wanting to continue discussing it. Mo Yao understood; such topics were awkward for Bai. His gaze landed on the large headline—was he really Mosai's lover It seemed so, but alas, it was like moon gazing from water—it could be seen but never grasped.

"Boss, are you truly not angry"

Mo Yao retorted, "Do you hope that I am"

Mosai's head shook like a rattle drum. It would be best if Boss wasn't angry; then he could avoid death. Mosai thought to himself happily that Boss’s temper was indeed on par with that of a deity—unmatched by mere mortals.

...

Ji Bing has been feeling very down recently. As a model, her work is already hectic, but she's been gloomy lately because Mosai has called her less and less often, and the topics have become fewer too. Every time they talked on the phone, it didn't take many words before he started talking about his brother—how his brother was doing this or that. Listening to him, she felt as if he adored and cherished his brother a lot, which irritated her somewhat.

Of course, having a good relationship between brothers is beautiful in itself, but their bond seemed too close. Could normal siblings really be so close Ji Bing couldn't understand it; she asked Parker, who also found it hard to comprehend. Indeed, neglecting one's girlfriend for days just because of an older brother was uncommon. Mosai almost didn’t leave the house, always guarding his brother.

Everyone says that a long-term illness turns even the most filial sons indifferent, but he took care of his brother joyfully. He even canceled all his appointments and called Ji Bing once a day to talk about his brother, as if afraid others wouldn't know how amazing and impressive his brother is.

But after listening for so long, Pike still couldn't figure out what exactly Mo Xiaobai's brother does.

Hence, Pike was also slightly depressed. In any case, his sharp ears sensed that this was definitely an unusual situation, but what could he do He was Mo Xiaobai's agent and best friend, so of course he had to help him win over his girlfriend by saying whatever he needed to say. Sometimes men's friendships are like this; helping friends deceive women is too common, all for the sake of brotherhood.

Ji Bing asked, "Pike, does Xiaobai not like me anymore"

She was very uneasy because she had only known Mo Xiaobai for a little over a year. A year ago, Xiaobai was irresistible and famous worldwide; he had experienced all kinds of women. Ji Bing felt lucky that he even noticed her, so she cherished this relationship very much. Pike knew Ji Bing's feelings but always thought that she relied too heavily on Xiaobai, letting him handle everything for her. He understood that Ji Bing lost her sense of security after losing her memory and thus clung to Xiaobai. But it was not good; he didn't understand why Xiaobai pampered Ji Bing so much as it went against his usual character. The relationship between them was also unusual, and when they first started dating, Pike bet that they would break up within a month. However, unexpectedly, they lasted for over a year, which set a new record for the flirtatious Mo Xiaobai. Ji Bing being so dependent on him made Pike feel exhausted if he were in her shoes, but he couldn't say this to her because she'd sulk for days whenever he did. How was he supposed to console someone as fragile as a porcelain doll

Therefore, Pike said all the nice words and even promised that Mo Xiaobai loved Ji Bing more than anyone else could ever replace her. Finally, Ji Bing's face showed some smile as she nervously asked if this was true, to which Mo Xiaobai naturally stated it couldn't be truer. For a while after this, Ji Bing felt much better until the rumors came out and left her completely heartbroken; Pike couldn't console her anymore.

Pike also thought that this time, Mo Xiaobai went too far. With these rumors coming out, especially mentioning his own brother, he was already in a relationship with Ji Bing; yet he didn't say anything to explain it. Not even a phone call saying "Ji Bing, that's my brother, don't worry." It would have been so simple to do, but Mo Xiaobai didn't bother at all and didn't contact Ji Bing for an explanation.

Pike was incredibly frustrated; did his friend not understand what it meant to be a boyfriend To act like nothing happened was unacceptable. Ji Bing was already sensitive enough; this made her almost explode with anger. Pike felt that Mo Xiaobai was really unreasonable this time.

This realization was truly terrible.

Ji Bing rarely cried, always cold and distant, trapped in her own world. She had tried to understand Mo Xiaobai, but this incident went too far for him. Pike couldn't help defending Ji Bing; she felt bitter but didn't want to argue about it as it left her feeling very uneasy, lacking the strength even to speak. After waiting two days without receiving a call from Mo Xiaobai explaining anything, she felt truly awful.

Pike wanted to give Mo Xiaobai a phone call, but his phone was turned off because those guys had been pestering him too much; now he couldn't get through to him. Pike didn't know what to do either. Ji Bing wasn't a weak person, and occasional friction in relationships is normal. He genuinely felt lucky not having siblings himself—otherwise, if someday he would have to choose between them and his wife, that would be such a sin. A wife getting jealous of her husband's brother was truly unjustifiable.

"Tell me, isn't Ye Yan’s brother really good-looking" Pike changed the subject. "I think he looks better than Ye Yan and is more masculine. Although he seems cold and striking, you can tell that he's a real man. A man looking this handsome should be soft and effeminate, but his brother isn’t like that at all—his frown alone makes him look so intriguing, a true gentleman."

Ji Bing wanted to deny Pike’s opinion but couldn't; Mo Yao's photos were right there, perhaps even more attractive in person. She firmly believed he was Xiaobai’s brother because Mo Yao and Xiaobai shared similar features, especially their noses and mouths. While Xiaobai often smiled, making his face softer, his brother, who also smiled, didn’t look as cold."You've been troubled by this all night" Bai Ye couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.Su Man looked at Bai Ye earnestly, "This is a very serious matter. I care deeply about it. In the past, I didn't th...