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White Willow was overjoyed and eagerly asked the big brother to strike a pose. He found the side profile of the big brother very handsome, resembling that of a Parisian street artist. Muye reluctantly posed as White Willow wanted him to, causing Mo Chen and Fengyunlei et al. to drop their jaws in disbelief at what they saw: The big brother actually initiated a conversation with a man.

Initiating a conversation... These two heated phrases sent shockwaves through Mo Chen’s body. He could hardly believe his eyes; this scene was unbelievable. Initiating a conversation wasn't enough, the big brother even posed for this guy as if he were modeling! This world must be going mad.

It's undoubtedly gone mad.

Muye sincerely felt that such a world was truly shocking. Mo Chen thought his heart couldn’t take it and poked Yun beside him, asking her to punch him for reality’s sake. She didn't hesitate in punching him, nearly breaking his spine. He glared fiercely at her, feeling she needed a good lesson; did she want to seriously injure him

Yun felt innocent; wasn’t this what he asked for

Electric said, "Is the big brother on drugs"

"I have the same thought."

The group deeply felt that something must be wrong with him. A normal big brother would never act like this; it was too shocking! Mo Chen felt compelled to record the scene and send it to everyone, especially someone specific.

Yun said, "Second Young Master, I feel this moment is so beautiful. It looks like spring has come for the big brother."

A string in Mo Chen’s heart slowly tugged at him; spring had come for the big brother

Was there still a chance of spring for him For all these years, he had devoted himself to one person and that love. Could he even afford to experience new emotions now He wasn’t sure but felt this moment was beautiful as well. White Willow didn't seem too bad, an exceptionally pure individual. Such temperament in a young man was rare; there were hints of Su Man’s style about him, so he couldn't hate him. Yet Mo Chen sincerely believed that the big brother and Xiao Bai made a good pair—his impression was deep-rooted.

But if the big brother liked someone else, he wouldn’t oppose it.

In the end, the big brother's happiness mattered most.

Rain said, "Shouldn't we call off this blind date"

Muye gave him a blank stare; idiot, didn't you see that they were already dating

The group also laughed, indeed, it was like a blind date.

Mu Chen had the remaining men sent away. They stayed behind, intrigued to watch what would happen next. Mu Chen said, "I have a task for you: keep them here, no matter what it takes."

"Understood!"

...

Maintaining one posture for a long time wasn’t tiring for him; if necessary, Mu Yao could lie in the grass and remain motionless for an entire day and night. Thus, this was simple to do for him and not a difficult task.

Bai Liu’s gaze was simple yet passionate, admiring his body lines as he painted. He praised Mu Yao while painting, his eyes sparkling like stars gathered together; it was very beautiful. Mu Yao accidentally got distracted and Bai Liu called him back to attention.

Mu Chen clapped his hands together. Good lad! Daring to call the boss over, you must be up for anything!

He made a decision then and there: this boy was someone he liked.

Bai Liu finished with the last stroke of his brush and smiled as he called the boss over to see. That smile was still like wind and clouds, gentle enough that it didn’t reveal much, very beautiful. Mu Yao moved closer for a look; Bai Liu had painted an ink painting. The lines were well-drawn, flowing beautifully and elegantly, depicting the contour of his side profile in three dimensions with great beauty. Especially the expression—cold yet commanding, but also a bit sorrowful...

Wait, sorrowful

Had he ever shown sorrow before

Bai Liu saw Mu Yao’s gaze was judging him; he was taken aback and thought that Mu Yao didn’t like the painting. He couldn’t help but ask, “Is there something wrong I think it’s great, even if I wasn’t able to bring out all your beauty.”

He scratched his head uncomfortably, "I’m best at landscapes; portraits are still a bit uncertain for me. Just look at this and throw it away if you don’t like it."

"It’s very good!" Mu Yao said. Bai Liu smiled shyly as he handed the painting to him sincerely. Mu Yao could see that such an aloof person showing sincere emotions was because his work truly moved him.

This is a very interesting person, Mu Yao thought.

“If you like it, that’s good!” Bai Liu said as he lowered his head to drink coffee. The coffee had cooled down and tasted somewhat bitter, but he didn’t care too much about it. He drank the coffee while taking small bites of cake. Mu Yao rolled up the painting and suddenly realized something: "I’m called Mu Yao."

Bai Liu looked up at him in surprise, then gave a perfunctory “Oh” without much expression or excitement.

Mu Yao didn’t expect to see too many emotions on his face; this person seemed to care about nothing except painting. Bai Liu finished the cake before he noticed that the boss hadn’t left yet, which confused him.

“Do you have anything else” Bai Liu asked.

Moyao suddenly wanted to laugh. A person who invited you to be a model would finish the painting and give it to you without saying a word, then become puzzled when they noticed that you hadn’t left and ask if there was anything else you needed. In other words, why hadn't you left yet

This was a very gentle way of telling someone to leave. This kind behavior felt miraculous and new to Moyao, who had been used to commanding others for many years.

"Is the cake delicious" asked Moyao.

Baoliu nodded his head. "It’s yummy!"

He didn’t like eating cakes very much, but Little White really enjoyed them. As something sweet and rich, it was not usually to his taste, so he didn’t feel particularly interested in it. But seeing how Baoliu was enjoying the cake made him think that it must indeed be delicious.

Baoliu continued looking at Moyao with a puzzled expression, wondering why he was still here and what he wanted from him. His eyes were kind and innocent. However, Moyao himself didn’t know why he had stayed behind. Baoliu sat there for a while before asking, "You’re from Rome"

"Yes!"

"I really like Rome."

"Me too," said Moyao.

Baoliu smiled slightly and then asked, "How long have you been in Rome"

"Just one day."

“Have you found a place to stay”

"I haven’t contacted any hotels yet. I don't have enough money on me, and my card is gone," sighed Baoliu. From Moyao’s perspective, his demeanor was definitely not that of someone from a poor family; rather, it was one of someone who had lived a life of luxury since childhood.

"How did you lose your card"

"I encountered a pickpocket right after leaving the airport," replied Baoliu. To him, this seemed like an ordinary occurrence that didn’t cause much surprise or confusion. He wasn't fixated on the matter, but Mo Chen immediately thought that here was his chance...

Mo Chen rushed over excitedly, ruffling Baoliu's hair and saying, "Hey little guy, come stay at my place! We have plenty of empty rooms."

Baoliu brushed away Mo Chen’s hand. He didn’t like others touching his head; it was a quirk of his personality. Mo Chen muttered something under his breath but forgave him this time for the lack of respect, considering that his elder brother had given a rare smile.

Moyao frowned and looked at Mo Chen. Mo Chen said, "Look how pitiful he is! Big Brother, take him in. Having another person around will make things more lively, right

"I'm twenty-three. You're not much older than me," White Willow said indifferently. Mo Chen's appearance didn't do justice to his age, though he was only a few years older than White Willow. Mo Chen rubbed his forehead and said in anguish, "Oh, you’re really twenty-three If you had said thirteen, I would have believed it."

White Willow narrowed his eyes and glanced at them, "Do you know each other"

"He's my brother!" Mo Chen pointed to Mo Yao. White Willow replied, "You don't look like him."

Mo Chen laughed heartily; indeed, he didn’t resemble the eldest sibling who was a combination of his parents’ personalities. He felt that his personality was quite good.

White Willow looked at Mo Yao and asked, "Do you welcome me"

Mo Yao stared into White Willow's eyes; they were so pure with no trace of impurity. He really couldn’t understand why there existed such a clean person in the world, someone with such an unadulterated soul.

Could he refuse Such soft and gentle gazes could make anyone welcome them.

Anyone would welcome him.

He didn’t object to White Willow coming to his family.

So, with Mo Chen’s enthusiastic welcome, White Willow entered the Mo family villa. He stayed in a guest room opposite Mo Yao's bedroom; the guest rooms were usually prepared for Ye Ningyuan and weren't often occupied. Mo Chen warmly helped him settle into the room. White Willow wasn’t someone who was easily curious; he didn’t find anything amiss about entering such a grand villa, as it felt natural that these two brothers lived in such luxurious castles.

He hadn’t gazed around much and wasn't particularly surprised until he saw the Mo family castle's backyard garden, especially the exquisite rose garden.

"So many roses," White Willow praised. From the window, he could see a beautiful sight of various colors of roses complementing each other beautifully. The walls were covered with green vines adorned with vibrant flowers; it was truly enchanting.

The air carried the fragrance of roses.

This castle's design was unique as one could view the entire garden of roses from any room.

"Kid, you seem to like roses."

White Willow nodded excitedly and almost impatiently pulled out his sketchbook and began mixing colors. He wanted to paint a watercolor this time, but Mo Chen stopped him, "Hey kid, what's the rush You're going to be staying here for quite some time."

White Willow said, "I'll leave after one day."ed near this floor.Warm gave her a thumbs up for having the courage to do so.Chen Xier tiredly smiled. This had nothing to do with courage. She was now Tang Shuwen's wife in name and deed, and she nat...