Chapter 637

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The Eleventh Lady watched with a heavy heart as the gravely injured Mo Yao. Despite her usually cold gaze, it was filled with tenderness at this moment; if there was anyone in the world she felt more心疼 for, it would be Mo Yao. This son of hers had always caused her worry and stress, almost breaking her heart, yet she could do nothing to help him.

Mo Yao tried to look as composed as possible, knowing that the Eleventh Lady was worried about him. He tried to convey through his appearance that he only sustained minor injuries, but with so many wounds present, it certainly wasn’t a matter of light injury.

Silently sitting by the bedside, she gazed at Mo Yao's pale face and said, "How did you end up like this"

Her tone was cold as usual, but the concern in her eyes was genuine. Mo Yao replied, "Mommy, don’t worry. I’m really fine; just need some recuperation."

He felt that his explanation lacked conviction.

"I promise, Mommy, it won't happen again," said Mo Yao.

The Eleventh Lady looked at him as the clinic’s dim lights cast shadows on her face. She had much she wanted to say to Mo Yao but feared he would avoid talking about it. So she asked instead, "Who is Bai Liu"

"He's an artist," replied Mo Yao, then proceeded to detail Bai Liu’s background. "This time I got injured not because of Bai Liu; yes, I admit that I was trying to save him and thus sustained injuries. But I promised to bring him here to Berlin and take him back there, and I intend to keep my promise. Mommy, isn’t this what you often teach us"

"Yes, it’s true that I often teach you these things, but I didn't tell you to be a fool," said the Eleventh Lady with a hint of anger in her voice, thinking about how someone had injured her son so seriously.

Pretending not to understand, Mo Yao looked out the clinic window and saw Ye Wei lecturing Xiao Bai. Her finger was almost touching Xiao Bai's eye, still acting like an autocrat.

The Eleventh Lady followed his gaze with a smile TXT download.

To them, Ye Wei was indeed a tyrant; even more so than Mo Jue and Mo Ye. In comparison, the Eleventh Lady, despite her cold tone and powerful training regimen, was as gentle as spring breeze.

"Why is Xiao Bai here to take care of you" she asked.

“He’s nearby, so he dropped by. I went missing after falling into the river downstream, Xiao Bai might be worried about me.” Inadvertently over these days, a little bit of the bittersweet experience leaked out to the Eleventh Lady...

Miao Xiaobai, truly making him at a loss.

The Eleventh Lady could see the emotions in her son’s eyes and asked, "Wushuang told me that you clarified things with Xiao Bai

Moyao was taken aback and cursed Wushuang in his heart for her big mouth. However, this was to be expected; since she knew about it, of course she would spread the news around. But when Shiyi asked him directly like that, Moyao felt rather awkward. Apart from feeling embarrassed, he also had an unhidden blush. His ears were slightly flushed, and for Shiyi, seeing this was quite shocking. She couldn’t help but teasingly said, "If you want to be with Little White, does that mean you are the one being devoured by him"

Moyao’s face turned bright red as he shook his head firmly and seriously. Shiyi snorted disdainfully and sighed, “Why do I always feel like a young lady is coming of age in my family.”

"Mommy, your cold humor really only Daddy can take." Moyao said. Shiyi pouted; she was telling the truth.

Looking at this bashful and awkward manner, wasn't it like a young maiden experiencing her first love being discovered by elders

Moyao felt that admitting to this in front of Shiyi was quite embarrassing. Although everyone knew about it, they had always pretended not to know and never brought it up. Ever since he and Little White made their relationship public, Wushuang no longer held back, as did Mo Chen. Now even his mommy didn’t care anymore. This was his mommy; how awkward could it be

Therefore, Moyao admitted without speaking.

"What does 'Little White' mean" Shiyi asked, then turned her head to look at Ye Wei outside. This time she saw Ye Wei’s face practically pressed against Little White's ear while shouting. Little White curled up into a small person, defending himself from the tyrant's tyranny. Shiyi thought that Ye Wei must be asking about the same thing as her. On this matter, they had tacit understanding and didn’t need to ask questions; she saw pity flashing in Moyao’s eyes.

She was a bit puzzled; why feel pity Ye Wei and Mo Bai just interacted like that; no matter how Ye Wei treated Little White—whether shouting or scolding, kissing or loving—he would still be the one most cherished by her. And after being beaten, he would wag his tail and seek comfort in Ye Wei’s embrace, rubbing against his owner to beg for affection. So this was their special way of communicating; it wasn’t meant with malice.

Shiyi shuddered; she had to talk to Ye Wei about this later so that she wouldn’t be covered in goosebumps all the time.

Moyao didn't answer Shiyi, but she was the type who would ask questions until there were no more answers left. Whatever doubts she had in her heart, she would clear up at any cost. Just like when she was young, even if it meant getting hurt all over, she wouldn’t hide or evade.

Moyao said, "I don't know what he means."

Shiyi asked again, “Have you talked about this with him seriously”

"No!"

"Why haven't you talked"

Moyao fell silent. Why hadn’t he talked Because he didn’t have the courage to talk; he was afraid of seeing rejection and disgust in his eyes, even if he heard those words. He was still afraid that Little White, who was best at elevating someone to a high place only to drop them hard.

Over these years, experiencing this feeling of falling from heaven to hell was something he had endured enough already.

He also feared it now.

Xīyī sat close to him and held his hand. At this moment, she could be considered compassionate, "Try having an open-hearted conversation with Xiǎobái once; can't you see that"

"He just sees me as an older brother," Mòyáo said. "He treats me like a godly older brother and relies on me, expecting my approving gaze. Mommy, this puts a lot of pressure on me and weighs heavily on me. Can you understand"

"No." Xīyī replied directly, "I don’t understand where all these complicated thoughts come from. When Ye Wei and I were young, if we wanted something, we just reached out for it; even if we didn't get it, at least we had tried reaching for it. I can't recall ever instilling such hesitations in you."

"You wouldn’t understand," Mòyáo said softly. This feeling was something Xīyī would never comprehend. Yet she knew what it meant to be honest with oneself.

In the past, when she wanted Mò Yè dead, she had acted decisively to kill him.

When he truly paid a price for everything, she wished to forgive him; thus, she went to see him. It was such a simple matter.

Mòyáo continued, "Xiǎobái only thinks I put a lot of pressure on him, but the reality is that he puts immense pressure on me—expecting me to always be there for him and love him unconditionally. How selfish he can be, yet it’s all because I pampered him. I have no choice but to continue spoiling him endlessly. If one day he realizes his older brother isn’t a god, and loses hope in that regard, perhaps I won't even occupy half of his thoughts. In the current situation, at least I hold some significance in his heart; Mommy, I... I admit I’ve failed."

Failed utterly.

Xīyī said, "How do you know what he thinks without talking to Xiǎobái"

"When I was unconscious, he spoke a lot in my ear. But when I woke up, he didn’t say anything. Mommy, do you know why It’s because some things he only says to the unaware Mòyáo. When I’m conscious, he doesn’t want to."

Xīyī said, "Then what are your plans"

"I don’t know."

“What about that Bai Liu What’s your plan regarding him” Xīyī asked. Mòyáo clearly had considered this issue during his recovery period; he replied, “I want to walk the path of life with him.”

"What did you say" Xīyī was very surprised. Mòyáo looked at her and said, "I’d like to give it a try."

Xīyī felt somewhat anxious; if this were true, the Mo family might indeed see some turbulence in the future.

Mòyáo suddenly smiled and added, “Before I went to the junkyard to save him, that’s what I intended.”

Xīyī heaved a sigh of relief but couldn’t help glaring at him. "Speak your mind thoroughly; don't leave things unsaid."

Moyao said, "Mommy, don't ask me anymore. I have my limits."

"Your so-called limit is nonsense. You should know your own limits," Shiyi commented. "I've never seen someone as stubborn as you. Do you know what you're missing out on Xiaobai has a tough exterior and doesn't respond to softness. The more you indulge him, the more he'll act recklessly and without restraint."

Therefore, Shiyi didn't blame Xiaobai for today's situation at all; sometimes she felt heartbroken for Moyao. However, Moyao was responsible for his own current predicament, and he had to bear the consequences himself. This was his nature, and there was nothing that could be done about it.

Shiyi and Ye Wei stayed late at the clinic, each working hard in their respective ways—one with warmth, the other like a tyrant. By the end of the night, both were tired, so they found a nearby hotel to stay for a few days in Berlin. Moyao looked as miserable as ever, but he was wide awake and full of energy; his fatigue had been driven away by Shiyi's presence. Xiaobai accompanied them out onto the street before returning home. Moyao hadn't slept and was in high spirits. When Xiaobai returned, they sat together in silence. After being scolded by Ye Wei earlier, Xiaobai felt more guilty towards Moyao than ever. Just as he started having a heart-to-heart with Moyao, Yun called him. Moyao answered the call: "Baoli is awake Great! Has he passed the critical period then Yes, let them take action tomorrow night to ensure success. I'll have my mommy and aunt help out; everything will be fine with them around... Yes, they just arrived in Berlin, contact them as soon as possible and mention this matter; they know what needs to be done... Alright, give me a call before the action starts tomorrow."

Moyao spoke calmly and methodically about all the arrangements. Xiaobai listened with a grim expression, clearly displeased, as if someone else had taken over his duties. His face was dark with an unpleasant look.

Xiaobai knew that Moyao was very agitated inside even though it didn't show in his voice. This agitation made him dislike Baoli even more. Xiaobai couldn't hold back any longer and shouted, "Who is he to demand my mommy's help I won't allow it. If anything happens to my mommy, I'll shoot him."

Moyao said coolly, "This is what my mommy requested; if you have an issue with that, take it up with her."

Xiaobai couldn't bear Moyao's coldness and felt a rage building inside. Now that Baoli had woken up without any immediate danger to his life, Moyao was treating him so coldly. Was this how he would treat Xiaobai in the future

"Tell me honestly: when you heard about his recovery, were you overjoyed" Xiaobai's eyes burned with anger. He usually had a very good temper and always smiled, but recently, his outbursts matched those of several years combined.

Moyao replied, "He got hurt because of me. Of course I'm happy to hear that he has awakened."

Xiaobai's face twisted in anger; this was the first time Moyao had shown such a look on his face.

"You also got badly injured and nearly died because of him... you gave me hundreds of milliliters of blood after I almost lost my life for him..."

Moyao looked at Xiaobai, some anger rising inside. He needed to curb this damn recklessness of his once and for all: "Are you jealous What are you angry about"

Xiaobai's face twisted even more as he stared at Moyao in a near-hysterical state.

Moyao almost roared, "Mo Ye Yan, do what you have the guts to do or get out of my sight."g. Did he really like herWas that possibleJust as she was in the midst of worrying about this, Ye Feimo's car pulled up beside her."Get in!"Warm glanced at him. In the night, Ye Feimo's expression loo...