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Warm asked curiously. It's rare for Ye FeiMo, with his personality, to have a woman who is so good-tempered and humorous."..." The other party paused for a moment before firmly stating: "Number one."...800

Moyao remained calm and breathed a sigh of relief as his Xiaobai arrived, albeit two hours later than expected. Despite the delay, he was still happy. Moyao's happiness could be quite peculiar; he would remain poker-faced, making it hard to tell if he was truly pleased or not. Xiao Bai had already changed into his pajamas and climbed under the covers without hesitation. He felt normal sleeping next to Moyao—he couldn't sleep well otherwise. Although sometimes he woke up at night embarrassed by how tightly he clung to Moyao, he still preferred sleeping beside him. Ye Wei's words today affected him a little bit. When Moyao said he liked men and Ye Wei flirted with him so teasingly, Xiao Bai was apprehensive. If his boss liked men, someone as beautiful and effeminate as him would likely pique the boss’s interest. Yet, Xiao Bai quickly reconsidered. Yes, he and Moyao were like brothers; almost like blood-related brothers. Moyao wouldn't act in such a beastly manner. It was just Xiao Bai's imagination, so after two hours of mental turmoil, he calmed himself down.

His excuse was that his pillow remained with Moyao. Upon arriving, Moyao didn't even glance at him and continued working. Xiao Bai thought to himself, "Yeah, the boss really doesn’t have any interest in me." Thus, he happily rolled around under the covers, listened to music, and felt very content. He couldn’t feel that he was disturbing Moyao since Moyao seemed unaffected by anything.

In his heart, Moyao was a god-like existence.

Moyao didn't turn around but felt extremely at ease knowing Xiao Bai was behind him. After the day's withdrawal symptoms subsided, he would sleep for some time and feel well-rested at night. Having slept so soundly after several sessions yesterday, Moyao felt happy rolling around in bed, humming little tunes to himself. Smiling, Moyao shook his head. "This brat is truly someone you can't help but dote on. How does he manage to stay so cheerful all the time Knowing how hard it is for him to overcome his addiction every day, he still remembers the details and smiles with such joy."

How could one not feel pain for him

Moyao generally didn't bother with Xiao Bai. He was very busy, rarely leaving his computer desk as the mafia's information system faced attacks, and they were still being targeted by counter-terrorism efforts. So Wu Shuang, Mo Chen, and he had been busy handling North American affairs, which prevented him from focusing entirely on Xiao Bai. Once Xiao Bai regained his memory, he would come to stick with Moyao. If not, he’d be perfectly happy playing without needing any attention.

Xiao Bai hummed a tune and then asked Moyao for conversation when bored. Moyao said, "I'm busy. Why don’t you take care of the North American matters"

"My hands hurt," Xiao Bai made an excuse; he had been restrained during detoxification, his strength making his wrists bleed every day. It didn't bother him much but he disliked thinking. Moyao knew this was just an excuse and didn’t call him out on it.

After rolling around for a while, Xiao Bai got up holding the bedsheet and asked Moyao in a mischievous manner, "Boss, did you really mean what you said about liking men"

"Why ask"

"Just curious," Xiao Bai replied as he stepped out of bed barefoot. The room had carpeting; he sat on the white sofa beside Moyao's desk facing him and asked, "Really"

Moyao didn't move his gaze from the computer screen where he was typing and giving orders but nodded once. Xiao Bai became excited despite feeling uncomfortable and displeased in his heart.

"Who is it Do I know them" asked Mo Baixue. Mo Yao replied, "I do."

Moi Bai looked at the ceiling and muttered to himself. His boss knows a lot of people because he often deals with the underworld and has met many young talents; Mo Bai also recognizes quite a few of these individuals. Using the process of elimination, Mo Bai couldn't figure out whom his boss had been particularly nice to over the years. This confused him slightly. "Boss, am I forgetting something Why can’t I put two and two together"

Mo Yao knew that his memory was jumbled up and said coolly, "You're often in North America while I'm in Rome; we hardly see each other throughout the year, so how could you possibly remember me"

"That's true." Mo Bai continued to wonder aloud, "But why do I always stay in North America instead of going home I’ve grown many roses…" He was still puzzled. Mo Yao asked, "Why don’t you like coming back home then"

Because he would be there; Bai had been deliberately avoiding him for a few years.

"Boss, I can't remember who it is. Could you tell me Who do you like" Mo Bai asked. Mo Yao was silent and did not answer.

Moi Bai said, "Brother, big brother… could you please tell me"

Mo Yao raised an eyebrow to look at him briefly; Mo Bai smiled brightly in flattery before looking away again. He said coolly, "Think for yourself."

"I can’t think of it."

"Keep thinking."

"You're being petty and unreasonable. Who would like someone as cold-hearted as you" Mo Bai innocently voiced his opinion. Mo Yao paused before nodding, "Right, who would like a person like me"

Moi Bai tilted his head; still no idea struck him. Then he patted the boss on the shoulder and said, “Boss, whoever it is that you like, I support you.”

Yes, that’s what brothers are for—supporting their big brother. Moi Bai clenched his fist, yes, exactly.

Moyao held back a smile at the corner of his lips and suddenly got an idea to tease Bai E: "If I like you, would you support me"

Bai E was then wrapped in bed sheets, holding his precious game console. Upon hearing Moyao's question, he died in-game due to tanks emitting loud bombing sounds. He didn't care about the terrifying nature of the question but rather shouted at the loss: "Ah ah ah! Big Brother, I hate you! My level dropped; I was instantly killed upon entering the game. This is unfair! It took me two days to get this level..."

Moyao twitched his face and turned away, continuing with his work.

Bai E paused the game and tilted his head in deep thought: "If Big Brother likes me, oh my, I don't think you'd like me."

"Why not" White Night asked. This was the most genuine Bai E; Moyao seized this chance to ask a question that had been bothering him for years.

"Because I'm your little brother," Moyao replied matter-of-factly.

"Who cares." Moyao snorted, and Moyao Bai tilted his head. "Of course not, you're my big brother, so it's impossible."

Moyao was speechless; this was the reason why Bai E had always resisted him

"What if I'm not your big brother"

"Big Brother, aren't you making things difficult for me You're clearly my big brother. How can you say otherwise" Moyao Bai said. Such an assumption was unanswerable; Moyao sighed, realizing how deeply rooted Bai E's mindset was.

"If I'm not your big brother and I like you... Would you feel uncomfortable" Moyao asked.

Moyao Bai pondered for a moment: "Probably not."

"Would you accept me then" Moyao inquired.

Moxiao小白 was confused and troubled, saying, "But I already have Jibing."

"Let's just consider us two without a third party," Moya加重了語氣說道。他急切地想知道小白這些年到底在想什麼。小白有些猶豫地搖了搖頭。

Moya壓抑心中的不適，問道，“為什麼？”

“我覺得……你不需要我，我在你心裡……怎麼說呢，是很特彆的存在，不管發生什麼都難不倒你。我覺得你應該有一名溫柔的妻子相伴，生幾個孩子，這纔是對的。”小白悶悶地說道，為何說起這些他就有點不太開心呢？他似乎並不想說這些話，可依舊說了，這種抗拒感從何而來。

Moya抿了下唇，問題似乎回到了原點，或許真是他的愛的方式錯了，所以才讓小白扭曲了。

小白突然大叫一聲，震驚地看著Moya，一副恍然大悟的模樣。Moya心中驚恐不已，暗自喊糟糕，難道他發現了什麼？墨小白驟然跳起來，指著Moya說，“你喜歡……原來你喜歡……”

Moya有點手足無措，一想到小白知道了他的心思，在這樣的情況下知道，他就覺得完了，他們連這樣相處都不行了。他頹廢又絕望地想，他又把一切都搞砸了。

“啊，老大，原來你喜歡小哥哥啊。”墨小白驚訝得張大嘴巴，撲到Moya麵前，“老大，你不能喜歡小哥哥，小哥哥已經有喜歡的女人了，你喜歡他是冇有結果的。”

"Ahh, why would you like the younger brother To be honest, he's not bad. He’s good-looking, has a great physique, and he is your blood-related younger brother who grew up with you..."小白喃喃自語，一邊猜測著Moya為什麼會喜歡小哥哥。Moya青筋暴起，忍無可忍地吼了一聲，“滾去睡覺！”

“老大，你為什麼會對小哥哥動心呢？”小白又問。

"I don’t like Mochen!" Moya咬牙切齒地說，幾乎是每個字都蹦出來的。墨小白疑惑道，“你不喜歡Mochen，那你為什麼問我那麼多奇怪的問題？”

好奇寶寶的提問永遠冇有儘頭，墨遙發揮了自己的優點——沉默是金。而墨小白越想越是覺得墨遙和墨晨之間有姦情，轉而又覺得，“啊，老大，你和墨晨站在一起不配啊，彆喜歡他了。”

Moya覺得自己跟Moxiao相處還真需要聖人的修養，所以纔沒掐死他。 Cinderella into a swan."Feimo..." Tang Shuwen came over to greet him. He was a handsome and elegant man, dressed in a white suit, resembling a prince charming from a fairy tale.Ye Feimo nodded at him...