My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day-Chapter 911 - Mo Bai CP1

Chapter 911: Mo Bai CP1

Chapter 911: Mo Bai CP1

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Nancheng is located at the junction of the south and the north, surrounded by mountains, forming a basin.

The unique geographical location has earned it the nickname “Flame City.”

August in Nancheng is particularly unbearable, with high temperatures every day, and even more sweltering at noon.

The Mo Family’s old mansion, situated near the Fifth Ring, is nestled in an estate by the mountains and water.

One of the villas, showcasing an ancient European castle style, stands out strikingly among the variously styled villas.

It is like an old yet exquisite castle, which also has its own princess.

It is now two o’clock in the afternoon.

Outside the window, cicadas are calling one after another, and a room door on the second floor is gently opened, a servant dressed in black and white maid’s attire slowly enters, until at last, in front of the grand princess bed adorned with blooming pink petals, separated by a thin layer of lace curtain, she softly calls out.

“Princess.”

“Princess.”

“It’s time to get up, princess…”

10-year-old Mo Weiyi, dressed in a fluffy pink nightgown, lies amidst similarly pink bedding. Her eyes are closed, with long, curled lashes casting fan-shaped shadows on her cheeks, and her little face, pale with a hint of red from sleeping too long, seems delicate enough to break at a touch, coupled with her moist little lips turned up slightly from sleeping…

Her features are so exquisitely delicate, as if they were the most unique craftsmanship of the heavens.

“Princess, princess!” Since there was no response, the servant, Auntie Zhou, raised her voice.

Finally, the little princess’s eyelashes within the bedding fluttered, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

They were a beautiful pair of cat eyes, paired with her bewildered expression, there was an indescribable purity and naivete.

“Princess, the master has called for you to get up, there are guests downstairs.”

“What guest, I want to sleep,” Mo Weiyi said before closing her eyes again.

“Princess, princess…”

Auntie Zhou sighed with helplessness.

But the master had said that an important person was coming soon, and it was necessary to call the Little Princess immediately.

So, she reached out, picked up Mo Weiyi, and gently, while continuously coaxing her, “The elder is also here, it must be an important guest, and it seems the elder is not in a good mood, oh princess, wake up quickly, don’t make the master angry…”

The tiny figure, with her eyes closed, allowed the servant to change her out of her nightgown without any resistance, and then slip her into a red princess dress, comb her shoulder-length black hair, and put on a bow hair clip with a little crown…

With everything in order, Auntie Zhou supported her and headed downstairs.

**

In the opulent villa’s living room, several people were sitting on the sofa at the moment.

Dressed in a neatly pressed black Zhongshan suit was the Mo Family Head.

He is the current head of the Mo Family, and although nearing sixty, he still wields the life-and-death authority of the Mo Family Enterprises.

At the moment, his hand grips a dragon-headed cane, his thick eyebrows are furrowed, his gaze intense, and in the depth of his eyes lies an unmissable fierce anger.

Sitting beside him, Mo Yaoxiong wore an evident apprehension on his face.

He had just turned thirty this year and bore a resemblance to the elder Mo, yet he lacked the elder’s naturally imposing aura. Especially now, his eyes darted about, his hands constantly rubbing together, betraying his nervousness.

It was unknown whether this stemmed from fear of his father or some other reason.

Sitting by his side was his wife, Xu Xian.

The woman had waist-length black hair and a gentle appearance, but without makeup, she seemed pale and unwell. Especially her almond-shaped eyes, clear yet somewhat lifeless, she gazed unfocusedly ahead as if weighed down by heavy thoughts.

Until the sound came from the staircase…

She quickly stood up, her previously dim and unfocused eyes instantly brightening, “Weiyi… Has she not awakened yet?”

One could see Mo Weiyi closing her eyes, resembling a small puppet being half-held by the servant as they descended step by step…

And upon seeing his beautiful granddaughter, the elder Mo’s stern face softened a bit.

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Mo Yaoxiong glanced at his father and hurriedly got up, “Weiyi, wake up quickly.”

Mo Weiyi squinted with sleepy cat eyes and then lifted her little hand to rub them, finally seeming a bit more alert.

Looking at the adults in front of her, she began calling out to each one, “Daddy, Mommy, Grandpa.”

The well-behaved child’s voice softened the old Mr. Mo’s heart, and he walked over with his cane, smiling as he gently tapped his beloved granddaughter’s forehead, “Why are you such a heavy sleeper? Are you awake now? Hm?”

Mo Weiyi nodded her little head, but couldn’t help yawning, “I’m so sleepy…”

Mo Yaoxiong quickly spoke up, “Dad, since Weiyi is awake, I’ll let Yebai come in.”

The old Mr. Mo’s smile instantly stiffened on his face.

Xu Xian had already quickly settled down on the sofa with her daughter’s hand in hers, looking at her daughter’s pretty and cute appearance, gently stroking her long hair with a finger, a smile on her lips, yet she said nothing.

The old Mr. Mo snorted coldly and sat down on the sofa as well.

Mo Yaoxiong dared not delay any further, motioning with his eyes to the butler, “Uncle Shi, please let Yebai come in.”

“Yes, young master.”

Mo Weiyi just leaned softly in her mother’s arms, tilting her little face and looking towards the living room door with the adults.

About a minute later, footsteps sounded again.

Shi Kang was the first to enter, he walked to the door and then gestured with his hand, “Young Master Xiao, please come in.”

The fifteen-year-old boy hesitated a little, then stepped forward and walked in.

This was the first time Mo Weiyi had seen Xiao Yebai.

That year, she was 10 years old, he was 15.

The day before, during class at school, she and her good friend Su Wanwan had been discussing which male TV star was the most handsome!

Just while napping at noon, she dreamed that the most handsome star wanted to be her boyfriend, and just as they were about to hold hands, she was woken up by a servant…

But now she found…

The dream had come to life!

The young man in front of her was dressed in a simple white shirt and black trousers, tall and slender, pale and upright.

The afternoon sunlight streamed in from outside the door, casting his long shadow across the floor.

Then, he lifted his eyes.

They were as beautiful as the peach blossom eyes of that TV star.

Upturned at the corners, with narrow, smooth double eyelids, black and bright pupils, and long dense eyelashes, but when he looked at someone, his gaze was particularly cold, like a warmless deep pool.

Those eyes glanced from left to right, taking in everyone in the room, and then withdrew.

From beginning to end, his expression didn’t change, nor did his gaze.

Calm and stable, with an air of extreme coldness, and a touch of indescribable aloofness.

Mo Weiyi, being young, couldn’t understand all that, but her one clear thought was: He’s so beautiful! He looks just like that TV star…

She opened her lovely cat eyes wide.

And was a little stunned.

“So you are Xiao Yebai,” Old Mr. Mo’s voice rang out gravely.

He frowned deeply, his eyes, which bore an intimidating presence, scrutinized the young man before him with extreme harshness.

He’s turned out quite clean.

His demeanor is also cold and clear.

At first glance, he lacked the vulgarity and filth of those country folks.

Xiao Yebai nodded, and following Shi Kang’s earlier instruction, he called out, “Greetings, old sir.”

“Hmph,” Old Mr. Mo snorted coldly, “You are quite sensible. I thought…”

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His voice was laced with obvious mockery, “You will call me grandpa.”

Mo Yaoxiong’s expression faltered.

Xiao Yebai still spoke in an even tone, “I’ve never seen my grandfather.”

Never seen him.

That means dead.

The old patriarch of the Mo Family suddenly narrowed his eyes, “I heard your parents have also passed away?”

Xiao Yebai nodded.

“Because of what?”

As soon as the old patriarch spoke, Mo Yaoxiong hurriedly said, “Dad, haven’t I told you already? Yebai’s…”

“Shut up!” the old patriarch, gripping his dragon-headed cane, snapped, “Is he a mute? Does he need you to answer for him?”

Mo Yaoxiong dared not speak further.

The living room fell silent for a moment.

Then, abruptly.

“Perhaps because…”

Xiao Yebai’s voice rose quietly, “unworthy of living.”

The words “unworthy of living” sent a tempest across Mo Yaoxiong’s previously calm face.

He looked at the fifteen-year-old boy before him, fists clenched, features transforming dramatically, his eyes swirling with a maelstrom of complex, conflicted emotions…

However, the old Mo patriarch merely chuckled, then quickly changed the subject, “Tell me, what can you do?”

Upon hearing this, Mo Yaoxiong quickly composed himself, “Dad, Yebai will be in the second year of high school after the term starts, and his academic performance has always been ranked first in the entire school. He has also participated in the national Mathematical Olympiad and physics competitions…”

“That’s enough.” The old patriarch interrupted his son impatiently, “In the Mo Family, we do not freeloaders. Driver, bodyguard, servant…”

With each role the old patriarch mentioned, Mo Yaoxiong’s brows furrowed more deeply.

As expected, the old patriarch still couldn’t accept Yebai, even though Mo Yaoxiong took action first and reported later, even though he claimed to have spent 5 million carefully selecting him, wanting to adopt Yebai as a foster son…

The old patriarch had already thrown out a multiple-choice question, “Tell me, which one of these would you like to do?”

Xiao Yebai lifted his eyelids slightly.

His dark, dense eyelashes veiled the emotions in his eyes. He parted his thin lips, about to speak…

“Brother?”

A sweet, childlike voice suddenly rang out.

In Xu Xian’s arms, Mo Weiyi cocked her little face, her pretty cat-like eyes blinking rapidly as she looked at Xiao Yebai.

Upon hearing his granddaughter speak, the originally stern and harsh face of the old Mo patriarch instantly softened. He turned his gaze to his adorable, docile granddaughter, and through her line of sight to Xiao Yebai.

With a somewhat surprised lift of his brows, he asked, “Weiyi, do you like him… to be your brother?”

The 10-year-old Mo Weiyi, on hearing this, immediately stretched out her delicate little hand, assertively pointing and saying, “This brother is so pretty, I want him to be my boyfriend!”

“…” The old Mo patriarch was stunned.

Mo Yaoxiong, too, was shocked and widened his eyes.

Even Xu Xian, normally reserved and quiet, was somewhat startled by her daughter’s childish words.

A few seconds later.

“Hahaha…” The old Mo patriarch burst into a series of robust laughter.

Mo Weiyi withdrew her hand and pouted, “Grandpa, are you making fun of me?”

Laughing so hard his face turned red, the old patriarch shook his head, then looked at his treasured granddaughter, “Weiyi, do you really want him?”

He automatically ignored the words “boyfriend.”

Mo Weiyi was the only child of the Mo Family, and at only 10 years old, it was natural she couldn’t have a boyfriend. That kind of talk was just something kids picked up from TV shows.

Of course, even if she were to look for a boyfriend, it couldn’t possibly be someone with Xiao Yebai’s background.

Mo Weiyi nodded without hesitation, “Yeah!”

“Alright,” the Mo Family patriarch conceded.

As long as it was something his granddaughter wanted, he would satisfy her wishes.

After all, the family raised many boys, one more wouldn’t make a difference.

Mo Yaoxiong was completely surprised.

He had never expected his father, who was naturally suspicious and harshly critical, would so suddenly change his attitude.

If he had known it would be like this, he would have let Weiyi meet Yebai earlier.

He knew that with Xiao Yebai’s looks, and Weiyi’s fondness for beautiful things since she was young, she would undoubtedly like him.

And as long as Weiyi liked him, the old patriarch would accept him.

The agreement to adopt him was a done deal.

The 15-year-old boy remained expressionless, like the frost accumulated under the cold moon, or the deep sea under the light of a late autumn moon, serene and calm, devoid of any warmth.

Mo Yaoxiong finally took a deep breath in relief and said, “Butler Shi, why don’t you take Yebai down to rest first? He must be tired after traveling all day.”

But then…

“I don’t want to.”

Mo Weiyi suddenly wriggled out of Xu Xian’s arms, slid off the sofa, and ran out on her stubby little legs.

When she reached him, she directly wrapped her arms around the boy’s slender right leg, looking up and shouting loudly, “I want him to play with me!”

Because a bundle of unfamiliar softness had wrapped around his leg, Xiao Yebai’s deep eyes finally moved slightly.

Then, he looked down.

Seeing him looking down, Mo Weiyi immediately cracked a sweet smile at him.

Their eyes only met for a second before Xiao Yebai looked away.

But Mo Weiyi’s cat-like eyes shone even brighter.

His eyes are so pretty, maybe even prettier than my own…

“Okay, then play with Weiyi for a while,” the Mo patriarch said with a smile.

Shi Kang dared not disobey.

Mo Yaoxiong didn’t dare to interfere either.

But…

The tall and thin boy stood there, letting his leg be hugged by a little red dwarf, and he just looked up without saying a word…

Although his face still maintained the same cold and indifferent expression it had since he entered the room, except for the innocent Weiyi, no one could miss that his demeanor wasn’t indifference but a kind of pride and disdain that seemed to be ingrained in his bones.

Mo Yaoxiong felt uneasy and quickly walked over and said in a low voice, “Yebai, this is my daughter, her name is Weiyi, and from now on, she’ll be your sister.”

Xiao Yebai remained silent.

Mo Yaoxiong’s face turned awkward for a moment, then he immediately looked at his daughter, “Weiyi, this is your brother, from now on you should call him brother, understand?”

Mo Weiyi blinked her beautiful big eyes, “Brother?”

“Yes, didn’t you just call him brother? From now on, he will be your brother…”

“I won’t!”

Mo Yaoxiong was taken aback, “Weiyi, be obedient!”

“Xiaobai.” Mo Weiyi let go with both hands, lifted them up to grasp the boy’s pale, slender, and beautiful one that hung by his side, and said in a cutesy voice, “From now on I’ll call you Xiaobai, okay?”

Xiao Yebai didn’t say a second word and almost immediately pulled his fingers away from the soft yet unfamiliar touch.

Mo Weiyi: “…”

She just looked up at him with her little head.

Then she turned her head, looked at Dad, then at Mom, and finally turned to Grandpa.

Her little face was full of confused bewilderment.

“Hmm,” Mo Family’s old man rose with the support of his cane and came over, “What, don’t like the name Xiaobai?”

His voice sounded very gentle, and the 10-year-old Mo Weiyi couldn’t detect the contempt and threat hidden in his words.

“Whatever my granddaughter likes to call you, that’s what you are,” Mo Family’s old man lowered his voice, enunciating every word, “Her liking you is the only reason you have value in this house, understand? From now on, you are her toy, and with toys, she can call them whatever she wants…”

“Not a toy!” Mo Weiyi finally understood and earnestly explained to Grandpa, “Xiaobai is my boyfriend!”

Mo Family’s old man’s expression froze for a moment, but he quickly smiled, “Okay, he’s your boyfriend.”

Mo Weiyi immediately curved her little mouth, showing off a row of small, rice-like teeth, “I want Xiaobai to play with me!”

“Alright,” Mo Family’s old man continued to agree and directly ordered, “Shi Kang, take him down to wash up, and then bring him back to accompany Yiyi.”

“Yes,” Shi Kang quickly stepped forward, “Come with me.”

And Mo Weiyi had already been quickly led back by Mo Family’s old man, “Yiyi, would you like to come and play a piece of piano for Grandpa to hear?”

She looked back at Xiao Yebai, and upon hearing this request, immediately furrowed her little brows, “Don’t want to…”

“Weiyi!” The speaker was Xu Xian, “How are you speaking to Grandpa?”

Her voice was slightly stern, “How well did you practice the piece Teacher Xu taught you this morning?”

Mo Weiyi was seated in front of a pure black piano, with Mo Family’s old man standing cheerfully aside, an expectant listener’s expression on his face.

Regrettably…

After waiting quite a while, his precious granddaughter still hadn’t made a move.

“Weiyi!” Xu Xian had already approached, “What’s going on? Grandpa finally has time to hear you play today, and Teacher Xu said this morning that you played quite well, why aren’t you playing…”

“Don’t want to play,” Mo Weiyi blurted out.

“Why?” Xu Xian’s voice dropped, her eyes full of severity.

“Just don’t want to.”

“You…”

“Alright, alright,” Mo Family’s old man reached out and lifted his beloved granddaughter from the piano, “If she doesn’t want to play, then she won’t.”

Xu Xian hurriedly spoke, “Dad, Weiyi is getting a bit spoiled, actually this morning…”

“That’s enough,” Mo Family’s old man cut her off somewhat impatiently while maintaining a smile, his eyes hardly leaving his granddaughter’s face, “You, don’t be so harsh on my granddaughter. If you have something to say, say it nicely; don’t always frighten the little girl like that.”

Xu Xian, helpless, “Dad, I didn’t, I just want her to…”

“That’s the end of this discussion.” Mo Family’s old man’s tone grew slightly firm.

Xu Xian dared not speak further.

Mo Weiyi nestled herself into Grandpa’s arms, “Grandpa, I don’t want to learn to play the piano.”

Xu Xian looked at her, her beautiful eyebrows furrowing tighter.

“Then what does Yiyi want to learn?” Mo Family’s old man asked with a smile.

“…” Mo Weiyi tilted her lovely little face, thought for a long time, “I’ll tell you when I’ve decided.”

The tone of someone beyond her years made Mo Family’s old man laugh heartily, “Very well, we will wait until Yiyi has decided. When you’re ready, Grandpa will find you the best teacher, okay?”

“Okay!”

Xu Xian stood aside, and this time, she even clasped her hands tightly together.

It wasn’t until Mo Yaoxiong’s voice suddenly rang out beside her, “Xu Xian, come with me for a moment.”

Xu Xian withdrew her gaze and followed her husband inside.

And very quickly, in less than half an hour, Butler Shi returned with the young boy.

Fifteen-year-old Xiao Yebai was dressed in black clothes and pants, with the character “Mo” embroidered on the cuffs and collar.

Because he had just taken a bath, his short hair was still somewhat damp, appearing even darker and lush, setting off his face with an almost sickly, pale coldness.

“Xiaobai!” Mo Weiyi’s eyes lit up, and she broke free from her grandfather’s fingers and rushed toward him.

Butler Shi said with a chuckle, “Little Princess, now you can have your Xiaobai play with you, he’s all cleaned up.”

Mo Weiyi glanced at Butler Shi, then quickly refocused her attention on Xiao Yebai’s face.

He’s so tall…

With his back to the light, it’s hard to see clearly.

Mo Weiyi reached out her small hand, took hold of his fingers, moved to the side, and then scrutinized him carefully. Finally, she curved her little mouth into a smile, “I want to go outside and look at the goldfish, Xiaobai, will you come with me?”

Xiao Yebai didn’t speak.

The old Mr. Mo squinted his eyes, “Butler Shi, follow them and watch closely.”

“Yes, Family Head.”

Mo Weiyi pulled Xiao Yebai and ran outside.

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In the pavilion with white bricks and red tiles, Mo Weiyi pulled Xiao Yebai all the way to the front of a large fish tank.

Once there, she finally let go of his hands, but quickly raised both hands, “Xiaobai, pick me up.”

Xiao Yebai stood there lean and straight, not speaking.

In fact, ever since he was pulled out by Mo Weiyi, he hadn’t spoken at all.

“Cough, cough, cough.” Not far away, Butler Shi coughed loudly, as a reminder.

What needed to be said, and what didn’t, he had already reminded Xiao Yebai privately just before.

Mo Weiyi turned her head and looked at Butler Shi curiously.

Then turned back again, flapping her hands up and down several times, “Xiaobai! Pick me up!”

Xiao Yebai still stood tall, handsome, slim, and slightly sinister. He didn’t stretch out his hands, didn’t speak, and didn’t object.

Butler Shi walked over directly, “Little Princess spoke to you, didn’t you hear her?”

Mo Weiyi looked up with expectant eyes at the young man before her.

“Later, if the princess gets angry and tells the Family Head, don’t blame me for not warning you! You can stay here all because the Little Princess likes you. Your job now is to accompany her well, make her happy…”

“Butler Shi!”

Butler Shi started, then asked with a smile, “Little Princess, what’s wrong?”

“You… go back!” Mo Weiyi pointed her little hand behind him, “Don’t disturb me and Xiaobai!”

Butler Shi was speechless, “Little Princess, the Family Head said…”

“I don’t want you accompanying me!” Mo Weiyi stamped her little patent leather shoe, huffy, “You’re so noisy!”

Butler Shi: “…”

He coughed softly and stood up straight, “Alright, I got it.”

He turned around, not forgetting to whisper a reminder, “Take good care of the princess, I’ll be right behind the pavilion.”

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After Butler Shi left, Mo Weiyi turned her anger into joy. She tugged at Xiao Yebai’s sleeve, “Xiaobai, do you think I’m too heavy?”

“…”

“Actually, I’m not heavy at all, I’m quite slim, you can definitely carry me, why don’t you try?”

Faced with the Little Princess’s cleverness, Xiao Yebai turned around directly.

Mo Weiyi: “…”

She just watched as the youth in black turned and walked into the pavilion, then sat down on a bench.

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A few seconds later, she followed, with the fluttering sound of her little leather shoes, “Xiaobai, so you were just feeling hot!”

Xiao Yebai lifted one foot, resting his long leg on a stone pillar while sitting, narrow and beautiful peach blossom eyes glancing sideways.

On one side of the pavilion was a pond with lotuses planted inside, home to various colored koi fish.

Not far from the pond, it turned into a stream, winding through a secluded path, with a small bridge further away, beside which was a Chinese-style courtyard.

At the very back of the Chinese-style courtyard was the place where Uncle Shi had taken him for a bath earlier—the servant’s quarters.

A yard this size was worthy of being purchased for 5 million without batting an eye, able to buy a living person…

“Xiaobai!”

The piercing childlike voice interrupted his thoughts.

Xiao Yebai looked around with annoyance, a frown creasing his brow.

Little did he know that a strange sweet scent seemed almost within reach.

The next second.

Mo Weiyi puckered her small mouth and quickly, accurately, and fiercely kissed his cheek.

Xiao Yebai stared at the pretty little face blushing under the sunlight, slightly stunned.

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“Xiaobai, you’re really good-looking!” Mo Weiyi hadn’t finished her sentence when suddenly she felt a weight on her body.

Xiao Yebai suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed hard.

“Ah——”

Mo Weiyi let out a scream, and her whole body “bang” fell to the ground.

After a second of surprise.

“Wahhhhhhh…” Mo Weiyi opened her mouth and cried miserably.

The shrill voice of the little girl quickly brought Uncle Shi over.

Then, Old Master Mo came over, leaning on his cane.

The nearly sixty-year-old man was furious, swinging his cane down on him fiercely…

Xiao Yebai’s eyes snapped open.

He was covered in cold sweat, his heart pounding like thunder, but his body was enveloped in the pitch darkness of the night.

It was quiet all around, except for his own breath and heartbeat.

A few seconds later, Xiao Yebai came to his senses.

He had had a dream again.

He didn’t know how many times it had been like this; even taking sleep medicine, he would suddenly wake from the endless emptiness of nightmares.

This time, he even dreamed of the scene when he first entered the Mo Family at the age of fifteen.

Xiao Yebai slowly exhaled a long breath.

But the frantic noise in his chest seemed as if it wanted to burst out.

Without any sleepiness at all, he became even more awake.

He clenched his fingers, lowered his head, closed his eyes, and clenched his jaws.

His breath grew heavier and faster.

The joints turned white rapidly, the veins on the back of his hand were clearly protruding, and then there was a faint sound of bone cracking.

He maintained this position until he almost suffocated from the feeling.

Mo Weiyi…

These three words seemed to bind his mind, heart, and even his whole being.

He couldn’t calm down.

Until the outside sky gradually lightened, becoming bright, the dazzling golden sunlight shone in from the outside through the floor-to-ceiling window.

Xiao Yebai raised his head and saw the wedding photo hanging on the opposite wall.

In it, Mo Weiyi, dressed in a red wedding dress, smiled sweetly and beautifully.

Xiao Yebai’s eyes reddened as he stared at her silently, motionless.

When the familiar ringing of the bedside clock started, the man reached out to turn off the alarm, but amidst the confusion, there came the sound of various medicine bottles rolling and crashing on the floor.

He staggered out of bed and walked into the bathroom.

**

30 minutes later.

“Young Master Xiao, good morning.”

In the dining room downstairs, Aunt Zhou had already prepared breakfast, delicious in color, aroma, and taste.

Xiao Yebai sat down at the table, his voice cold, “Black coffee.”

Aunt Zhou: “…Alright.”

Just like every morning for the past three years, she had grown accustomed to Young Master Xiao’s indispensable cup of black coffee every morning. However, she always had the habit of trying to help him kick it.

Although…

It never changed.

…

Soon after serving a cup of black coffee, Aunt Zhou spoke up, “Young Master Xiao, I visited the temple a few days ago to see your father.”

Xiao Yebai said nothing, simply quietly eating his breakfast.

Mo Yaoxiong had the sudden idea to become a monk two years ago.

Ever since Old Master Mo passed away, only he and Xiao Yebai were left in the Mo Family.

But ever since Xiao Yebai’s identity was exposed unexpectedly, there had been hardly any communication between father and son, their relationship seemingly even more distant than before.

Mo Yaoxiong always lived alone in the old house, and even when sick and hospitalized, he was alone. One day, out of nowhere, he packed up his things and went to Nanshan Temple, never to return.

Aunt Zhou would visit the temple from time to time, trying to persuade him to come back.

But it seemed Mo Yaoxiong had made up his mind.

As for Xiao Yebai, he had never expressed any opinion on this matter, nor had he ever visited.

When reporters occasionally brought it up during interviews, Xiao Yebai simply responded with a faint “This matter is unrelated to today’s interview,” and completely turned the topic.

Ah, if the Little Princess were here, it would be good.

It’s just…

It had been almost three and a half years since the Little Princess left, and there had been no news of her.

Who knows how she’s been?

And the child that was in her belly back then…

Aunt Zhou shook her head and turned to leave.