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"How do you know" Mo Yue asked sharply, questioning Mo Xiaobai's identity. Mo Xiaobai said, "What don’t I know Tomorrow your little brother will meet with the princess of your house, and we’ll see each other again."

Mo Yue looked at Mo Xiaobai sternly, asking, “Who are you really”

"I am your younger brother," replied Mo Xiaobai. "In front of you, whoever you think I am is who I am."

In fact, it doesn’t matter who I really am, brother. The most important thing is that in front of you, I can be anyone.

"You know everything about us, but we know nothing about you," Mo Yue said coldly. "So what You approached me for this reason"

"Is it necessary" Mo Xiaobai asked with a smile, his fingers playfully tapping on Mo Yue’s shoulder as he plucked out notes like playing the piano, saying, “You are my brother; of course I would look for you. If not for you, we wouldn’t bother talking to this princess. Our wealth is enough to buy several countries from her. Do we really need to curry favor with or scheme against her That’s crazy talk. As for diamond smuggling, our family owns a few undeveloped diamond islands; we don't need to trade with others. We only approach her because you are by her side."

Moshen's brows furrowed tightly. "Are you the boss of the Mafia"

"No, we are the godfathers of the mafia," Mo Xiaobai said with a laugh. "Brother, why can't you understand We are one entity; who I am is who you are, and who you are is who I am."

Mentioning this made Mo Xiaobai somewhat melancholic: "Brother, why don’t you believe in me Is my credibility really that bad"

"What makes you worth trusting" Mo Yao countered indifferently and pretended to be dignified. She couldn't see where she could trust him; it would be ridiculous if she did. Feeling aggrieved, Mo Xiaobai suddenly had a bright idea: "Haha, isn’t my martial arts always reliable You’re far from me."

When Mo Yao heard what Mo Xiaobai said, she couldn't help but blush at the memory of last night’s chaos. Regardless of which side he was on, when it came to skills in this area, none could compare with Bai; it was like the difference between a model student and a rogue teacher.

Mos Yao pursed her lips coldly as Mo Xiaobai said, "Brother, you can’t just walk past your own door without going in. You don't have anything to do today anyway. I originally planned to look for you at the hotel; since we’ve run into each other, why don’t we go home together When we’re back home, you'll believe me when I say something isn't a lie."

Mo Yao remained unmoved as Mo Xiaobai said with a smiling face: "Brother, tell me what makes it worth my while to deceive you. If money is the reason, then you don’t have any now either; I’ve got plenty of cash in hand. As for looks, I’m not worse off than you, right So tell me, why would I go through the trouble of deceiving you"

Mo Yao raised her eyes to look at Mo Xiaobai and seemed convinced by his reasoning. Seeing that Mo Yao was swayed, Mo Xiaobai grabbed her hand and stuffed her into his sports car: "Get in; let's head home."

Mentioning nothing else, Mo Xiaobai closed the car door. He removed Mo Yao’s mask and leaned against the car door, looking at her very gently and sincerely: "Brother, one year ago I lost you. Now, I’ll take you back home myself."

Moyao's heart felt like it was lying in a warm ray of sunshine, warm and gentle.

Moyao’s car was parked by the roadside. Moyanwhite carried him joyfully back home. The sports car whizzed down to a stop at the entrance downstairs. Looking up at the white castle-like building that seemed like a fairy tale, Moyao felt an overwhelming sense of familiarity, but his mind was blank; he couldn’t recall anything at all. Wushuang stuck her head out from upstairs and said, “Moyanwhite, why did you come back so soon after leaving”

As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed there was another person in the car. She exclaimed loudly, "Boss"

Hastily running down to greet them downstairs were Ye Feimo and Mochen who had already been in the living room. Moyao felt completely unfamiliar with all of them but somehow knew the layout of the castle very well; it seemed he really used to be very familiar here.

Very familiar, very familiar.

Moyao asked, "Who are they"

Moyanwhite pointed at each one and introduced them. When introducing Mochen, he said, “Little brother is your twin brother, although you don’t look alike.”

Apparently, twins have telepathic abilities. Oh well, little brother’s telepathy was too weak; he hadn’t sensed where Moyao was even after a year, which was rather tragic. Moyao frowned and looked doubtful.

Wolf hugged him back, saying, "Boss, welcome home."

Morning Ink was even more excited and rushed over. This was his dear elder brother; it was great that he could still be alive. Ye Feimo just whistled to express his welcome. Such a scene always made the eccentric Ye Feimo feel uncomfortable.

Moyao also felt a bit awkward at this moment. Morning Ink and Wolf were very friendly and sincere in their attitude towards him, without any hint of falsehood. If it was a deception, then it must be an elaborate one.

As the group entered the living room, there was a family photo on display, along with a wall full of photographs that had been carefully arranged when designing the house. It was filled with photos from the moment Ye Wei and Shiyi got married onwards, including pictures taken since their childhood days, even some embarrassing ones like the time Ye Feimo and Kaka had lost at mahjong and run naked around the island, all snapped secretly, full of affection. There were also photos of them training on the spy island in their youth, with bare chests, shorts, tanned as dark as black people, very healthy and youthful.

Their appearances hadn't changed much, making it easy to recognize them from these pictures, which all had dates written on them. Xiao Bai said, "Look, is this you This photo seems to be quite a few years old; we can’t possibly deceive you, right"

Moyao was beginning to accept his identity in his heart. Indeed, even if Xiao Bai hadn't mentioned it, he would have believed that it was true. He was their elder brother; these photos couldn't fool him. He had been the eyes of Deli all along and could see right through this.

Wolf pointed at a photo of Moyao and Xiao Bai together and asked, "Did you recognize yourself This is when you were eighteen years old with Xiao Bai. Do you remember what happened that made Xiao Bai smile so unnaturally"

This was a picture from their younger days; back then, Xiao Bai was still quite short, barely reaching 170 cm tall, looking like a child next to Moyao. The background showed an expanse of sea, giving the scene a grand atmosphere. However, Xiao Bai's expression in the photo was twisted, while Moyao remained as expressionless as usual.soccer in their neighborhood; there was a large park with a field available for them to play on.The town also had a clubhouse where many sports activities were held.Sensen and Mumu both loved playing...