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Moxiaobai learned that it was a transsexual person, not a pure man, and found it unsurprising to hear about several such cases. He felt relieved, fortunately the world he knew still seemed normal, fortunately he believed science was reliable enough. Otherwise, if men really could bear children, it would be terrifying.

Feeling reassured, Xiaobai's mood improved even more.

They lived in Riyadh, right next to Su Man's home. Apart from training with Moyo, Xiaobai led a nearly isolated life. It was now December and close to the New Year. Ye Wei and Shiyi planned to spend the holiday at the Sus'. Both Su Man and Baiye welcomed them warmly. However, Mo Chen and Ji Bing were in Rome, and Moyo wondered whether to invite them over. Ye Wei looked down on him, did he really need to think about such a thing

Recently, Moyo's mood had also been somewhat low, as Xiaobai's drug addiction was gradually fading. Logically speaking, once the addiction was gone, Xiaobai should have become clear-minded and in better condition, eventually regaining his memories. Yet for nearly two weeks straight, there was no sign of that sobered-up Xiaobai. The lively, carefree Xiaobai had taken over this body and soul, as if he truly returned to his past self.

Moyo found it very puzzling, asking Su Man why this happened, but she couldn't answer either. They didn't understand the oddity of the situation, which was exactly opposite from what they expected. Sometimes Moyo selfishly wished that Xiaobai hadn't been in such good condition recently; at least he could spend time with him every few days and feel his emotions, better than going without holding Xiaobai for weeks on end.

And Little White keeps insisting on returning to Rome, saying he can't leave Ji Bing alone in Rome for the New Year and that he wants to accompany her. This makes Ye Wei and Shiyi feel like they want to knock him out cold, but Little White remains stubbornly himself. Recently, Mo Yao has been grinding his teeth.

He hasn't seen a sober-minded Little White in a long time, which makes Mo Yao's mood rather bad.

This day during training, Mo Yao took Little White for a weighted cross-country run. He trained every day to ensure he had a strong physique; if the foundation was good, everything would be fine. Little White’s training had already reached its peak and nearly recovered his previous level.

Mo Yao felt satisfied but figured in a few days they wouldn't need to train every single day. He could just go to the gym when he had time without needing him to personally instruct. Today, during the cross-country run, Mo Yao never expected that he would encounter Bai Liu.

In fact, it wasn't coincidental. After running twenty kilometers with Mo Little White and walking back slowly, he saw a blue Porsche parked by the roadside—the rare sky-blue color. Mo Yao was indifferent to cars, but Little White had a preference for them like Bai Ye did. So, following his finger, Mo Yao saw Bai Liu sitting in the car looking at them.

Bai Liu still looked as he did in his memory—calm and composed. Mo Yao stopped walking; somehow, Little White forgot about Bai Liu. It wasn’t that he had amnesia since he remembered everyone else, but he just couldn't recall Bai Liu or the prison days.

When Bai Liu got off the car, he was wearing a white silk shirt, sky-blue jeans, and a pair of sneakers. He looked relaxed and casual with his hands in his pockets, exuding a carefree and gentle demeanor. He seemed like an aristocratic young man from Europe's upper echelons, someone who could do no wrong.

Mo Yao glanced at Mo Xiaobai, who asked, "Boss, is he your friend"

Bai Liu raised his eyebrows as Mo Yao approached cautiously, looking around for any hidden threats. "How did you end up here"

"Don't worry," Bai Liu said. "My current identity is just Bai Liu; I'm on vacation in Riyadh and won’t be touching him."

Mo Yao said coolly, "You can no longer touch him."

Bai Liu glanced at Xiao Bai behind Mo Yao, who greeted him with a cheerful smile. Bai Liu guessed that perhaps Xiao Bai had forgotten everything; seeing him healthy and energetic gave Bai Liu some comfort, feeling less guilty towards Mo Yao since the person on his heart had recovered.

Even though he wasn’t the one responsible for all this, without him, none of it would have happened to Xiao Bai. Occasionally, he felt a little remorseful toward Mo Yao.

"What are you doing here" asked Mo Yao in a deep voice.

Bai Liu said, "It seems I’ve really become the person you hate the most. Even meeting me is a torment to you. Mo Yao, I have no other intentions; you don’t need to see me as your enemy."

This was an extremely calm request. Mo Yao responded, "What I did to you wasn't that of an enemy's hand Bai Liu, plotting against me, obtaining intelligence, and causing my family great distress—how could someone who does such things not be my enemy I’m the kind of person who clearly distinguishes between friends and foes. If you wish to deal with me, come at me directly instead. Why go after him when you know he’s my life I’d rather face you personally. Regardless of whether I win or lose, I won’t hate you."

He is my life, Bai Liu smiled lightly. Mo Yao said this so naturally; in the past, he would have never spoken such words but kept them hidden deep within his heart. This time, however, it felt as if he had no pressure at all when speaking these words. For the first time, he experienced jealousy—jealousy towards the Mo Xiaobai behind him, jealous of how lucky he was to make Mo Yao fall in love with him.

"Next time, I’ll come for you," Bai Liu said with a gentle smile. "Mo Yao, I know there’s been a misunderstanding between us. All I want is to tell you that I have my responsibilities and my stance. I also have superiors and pressures. There are things I must do. Even if you think I’ve gone too far, have you considered how many harmful actions the Mafia has committed against society Fake currency, smuggling, criminal gangs… How many people die daily due to the Mafia’s hands The counterfeit markets in Southeast Asia and North America are under their control. You've caused how many families to collapse You've brought about how much terror. To apprehend you is justifiable. Although my methods may lack humanity, he's also a Mafia don; he can’t escape from everything related to the Mafia. What’s wrong with me"

Bai Liu was sharp in her words, leaving Mo Yao speechless for a moment. Indeed, the First Terror Organization and the Mafia did have numerous issues, engaging in illegal businesses that caused countless families to collapse—these were all facts.

However, these matters would naturally be carried out by others if they didn’t do them themselves.ng's hands. "Don't be angry, don’t be angry. It’s my fault; please don't hit my face."Wu Shuang was filled with indignation and kicked out, sending sand flying everywhere. Kaka quickly pounced on her,...