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couldn’t stay up late anymore. Lack of rest would leave her very weak. Mo Ye escorted Eleven back to rest first. She really did lack stamina and staying awake for a day and night was pushing it.Ye We...The Substitute Ex-Wife of the CEO - Completed 833

Moxiao Bai woke up in the evening, and after a brief period of dizziness, he looked slightly tired. His family doctor could not stop him as he boldly removed all the IVs and went to the intelligence room. Mochen, Wushuang, Fengyun, and Yefei Mo were all there. When they saw Moxiao Bai arrive, Wushuang frowned, and Yefei Mo said, "Do you really not need rest with that battered face It might leave a scar."

Moxiao Bai loved beauty the most, especially when his face was beaten so badly. He would even remove scars on his feet. Ignoring Yefei Mo's words, Moxiao Bai asked solemnly, "Did you find out who she is"

Mochen’s intelligence network could easily track a person; they had been followed by agents since they arrived and were checked into the Rome Westin Hotel, from which their information was retrieved. Moreover, this small princess was from a tiny country (C Country, monarchy) in Europe, aged 25. This country was rich with oil and diamond resources, but it was small yet very wealthy. In recent years, there had been unrest within the nation. Additionally, it wasn’t a particularly notable country, having no political status to speak of, thus being considered more as a tourist destination and lacking international standing. Over the past few years, two countries coveted C Country's resources and continuously engaged in border skirmishes, making internal politics complex with multiple issues at hand. In the last year alone, several people had been vying for the throne.

C Country had two princesses: the eldest, Femi, and the younger, Avril. This time they came to Rome to make a diamond trade deal with a mafia group. The eldest princess was more ambitious and left her power base to engage in diamond trading to help stabilize her father's rule, thus disrupting the equilibrium price of diamonds for this year.

Moyao had heard about it slightly but since the country was so insignificant, no one would pay attention to who their princesses were. Furthermore, Mochen had his own network and the impact on the diamond market wasn’t significant enough to concern him greatly.

After identifying her identity, they naturally investigated those around her. As expected, this person called Gold appeared earlier than anticipated, not matching up with Moyao’s disappearance timeline. Gold had been at the princesses' side since age ten and had already served for eighteen years, while Moyao went missing a year ago. The satellite tracking photos all seemed very similar to Moyao, but considering their age discrepancy, it didn't fit. Furthermore, past photos of this Gold also closely resembled Moyao's figure.

Moxiao Bai looked at the files with a dark expression and said, "Impossible, I wouldn’t mistake someone like that. Big Brother, did she come to Rome a year ago"

"I checked the entry and exit records; she was here. She returned to the country on the very day when Big Brother got into trouble."

Moxiao Bai nodded. He already knew about her basic information, though he didn’t know what Jin was all about. But there was no doubt that it must be Mo Yao since he wouldn’t go flirt with someone without knowing who that person was.

This doesn't make sense; I trust my instincts.

"I have had a fight with him before, and apart from Brother, nobody can match his speed or strength," Moxiao Bai said. Even if he hadn’t fought with Jin, there would still be at least ninety percent certainty that it was Mo Yao, and after the fight, he was even more certain.

Mochun stared in disbelief at all of Moxiao Bai’s injuries, twitching as he asked, "You’re not going to tell me that you got these wounds from Big Brother, right"

Moxiao Bai replied icily, "What do you think"

Yè Fēimò gave a salute and thought, Poor brother of yours.

Wushuang sighed. Moxiao Bai, just endure it for now. She was taken aback: That can’t be right, though. If you’re sure that he’s Big Brother, why would Big Brother hit you There's no way Big Brother would ever hit you; even if he were to beat his own father, he wouldn't lay a hand on you.

Speaking of which, Mo Baixiao became even more sinister. He too wanted to know why Mo Yao beat him up. Mo Baixiao touched his own face; he was hit again, but this time it was due to a fight between men and had a completely different nature compared to the previous slap that was deliberately aimed at him.

However, for Mo Baixiao, as long as someone slapped him, whether it was intentional or not didn't matter.

Brother, you're dead meat. I'll make sure you cry and beg for mercy. Of course, this will happen after his brother recovers, but in any case, he's going to get back at that unexplained beating, humph!

Ye Feimo touched his chin. "To be honest, it’s not difficult. Let’s install a surveillance camera in their bathroom; he can't bathe without taking off the mask, right"

Wushuang disapproved of Ye Feimo; you’ve become even more wicked.

Moxing sent people to monitor them. They would be staying in Rome for about ten days, so there was no need to act immediately. Moxing planned to send people to make contact with them once it was light the next day. As a mafia godfather, contacting a major princess dealing in smuggled diamonds wasn't difficult for him. Moreover, he knew someone on her trading side as well. Moxing had already called and made an appointment with them; this matter required him to directly deal with Major Princess Ferma.

Mo Baixiao couldn’t sleep lying down, feeling truly unwilling to accept the situation. He was very clear about how he lived that year—it was like a living corpse. Several times, he had almost relapsed because he couldn't take it anymore; he relied solely on his belief that Mo Yao would definitely survive to get through it. Now he was done with enduring and didn’t want to suffer any longer. The man was in the hotel nearby, so why should he continue suffering

Mo Baixiao was an action-oriented leader. In the past, when he avoided Mo Yao’s feelings, he did so through actions as well; after mutual affection developed between them, he never shied away again. Thus, he put on his clothes and drove out.

Racing all the way to the Westin, Mo Baixue was the head of a mafia family and it would be effortless for him to find out which room Mo Yao slept in today. It was now late at night, and Mo Baixue stood very openly outside Mo Yao's door.

With dark thoughts in mind, he thought that if there were any women with Mo Yao when he entered the room soon, he would immediately throw them out of the floor. After several mental preparations, Mo Baixue skillfully opened Mo Yao’s room.

To be honest, Ye Wei's children could naturally do such locks effortlessly; it took only a few seconds to crack open, and they quietly entered the room without anyone noticing. The room was pitch black, and Mo Baixue walked over carefully.

This princess really had too much money; her bodyguards stayed in presidential suites or were there something special about them

Curse Fee Mary while approaching the bed, it took him a long time to finally feel his way next to the bed. There was a scent of hotel perfume lingering in the air, and Mo Baixue saw only one person lying on the bed; he felt reassured. Hmm, good thing he didn’t indulge in random hookups, hmm, but let's put aside that one punch for now; there are still many punches to take into account.

Mo Baixue crept closer and couldn't help but want to sneeze. He even slept wearing the golden skull mask! Mo Baixue inwardly mocked him: such a hideous thing, do you plan on becoming a pirate in your future

The elder brother's face was still better-looking, Mo Baixue thought with concern; could it be that his brother wore this mask after getting disfigured

He was so conflicted at the bedside about what to do next. The person lying in bed was also very frustrated. He didn't turn around but sensed someone had entered the room, and wondered whether he came to kill or set fire—why wasn’t there any action yetSecond Young Master’s style. Seeing Warm enter, Ye Nimei softened his gaze and pointed to the sofa, saying, "Wait for me for five minutes."Warm curiously surveyed the room before walking over to the f...