Chapter 725 - Untitled

When Mo Jue returned to his room, he slumped onto the bed without changing his clothes and wrapped himself in his blanket. He did not want to think about anything or see anything. When he was stifled, he did not kill; when he was not violent, he would simply punish himself.

Ye Wei stared at her leg and shook her head as though she seemed to have long expected him to react in such a way. She was expecting Mo Jue to head for the washroom once he returned to take a cold water bath and cool down.

When they were upstairs, she felt that he had nowhere to vent his frustration. Mo Ye quietly looked on, whereas he remained emotionless and numb. He wanted to fly into a rage but Daddy Mo’s strong presence meant that he would certainly be beaten into a pulp if he did. As his brother and he grew up under him, they naturally understood his temper and thus did not fly into a rage.

Ye Wei sat by the bed and deliberately pinned himself under her. “Dear Gorgeous Mo Jue, feeling defeated?”

“F*** off! I’m in a bad mood!” Mo Jue answered stiflingly and rolled his body once on the bed. Ye Wei, who was watching on, laughed. What kind of fetish was that? She shook her head, speechless.

“Gorgeous Mo Jue, my leg hurts.”

Seeing Mo Jue remain quiet, Ye Wei jabbed that lump in the blanket and seriously said, “Gorgeous Mo Jue, your wife’s legs hurt. Don’t you love your wife anymore?”

He got out of the bed in a flash and looked at Ye Wei with angry eyes. That, along with his slightly unkempt hair, made him look especially vicious as though he wished he could gobble Ye Wei up.

“I’m in a bad mood!”

“I’m in a bad mood too.” Ye Wei raised her eyebrows and smiled. The anger in Mo Jue’s eyes burned even hotter as though it could grill a lamb. She was clearly teasing him.

Mo Jue was visibly displeased.

Ye Wei carefully sat on her leg and scooted next to him. “Mo Jue, I realize that you are like your father. Your characters are from the same mold. Genetic inheritance is indeed quirky.” Ye Wei gently smiled.

“I don’t even resemble him!” Mo Jue flew into a rage and stared hard. Was he like his dad? Not the slightest.

“Stop talking tough. You know that you are really like him. Big Boss Mo is like my master. Not completely, though. He’s not as adorable.” Ye Wei plainly commented, ignoring Mo Jue’s black face.

“I don’t think my elder brother resembles her!” Mo Jue coldly harrumphed, unwilling to consider that possibility.

Ye Wei squinted with beaming eyes in an elegant and overbearing manner. “Dear Gorgeous Mo Jue, tell me. That ‘her’ refers to…”

“Why are you asking the obvious?”

“After you wiped my memories, my IQ was a little hampered and I have become a lot more stupid recently. Tell me. Who’s that ‘her’? Tell me, please?” Ye Wei was still smiling, but her gaze revealed a hint of seriousness.

Mo Jue fell back into the pillow, not intending to bother with Ye Wei. The latter sighed. Why was this man-child so obstinate? Why was he such an idiot?

“Mo Jue, how are you feeling? Do you want to hear me teach you a way to lift your mood?”

Mo Jue grabbed the blanket and continued his recovery, totally ignoring Ye Wei, who climbed over with a smile and said, “Let’s drink?”

“Oh, f*** off!”

“How rude!” Ye Wei jabbed his shoulders as though she was the only person who could tell him to f*** off. He sure had the balls to tell her to f*** off now! Not bad indeed!

“Mo Jue, what’s bothering you? Let’s talk about it, okay? Keeping it to yourself will not help.” Ye Wei went for the soft approach and hugged Mo Jue’s waist lovingly. “I’m so hurt,” she said in a higher pitch.

“How fake!” Mo Jue mercilessly blew her cover and coldly replied.

Ye Wei almost pinched his waist. It took her pains to become gentle, but he did not appreciate it at all. How terrible he was! She took a liking to that numskull, so be it then.

“I am really concerned for you,” Ye Wei seriously replied and became much more motherly. “When I saw Daddy Mo, I knew the kind of treatment you got since young. When I saw how you feared him, I knew the kind of trauma you lived under; when I saw how flustered you were and how you tried to keep it under wraps, I knew how you wish Daddy Mo would give you that bit more love. Mo Jue, my heart really bleeds for you.”

She was talking to the point she was about to cry; it was so easy to fan such a saddening ambiance.

But her heart, in all seriousness, did hurt for Mo Jue. She could finally understand why Mo Jue obeyed his elder brother to the T. Big Boss Mo really protected him when he was younger.

If that hadn’t been the case, Daddy Mo would have strangled him simply because of his eyes.

That old man was nothing short of extremely vicious.

“Feigning it again.” Mo Jue grunted.

Ye Wei dope-slapped him and said, “F*** this! You call me feigning it when I’m caring for you. Fine, I’ll leave you to your own devices then. I’ll sleep next door and leave you be.”

Just as Ye Wei stood up, somebody hugged her tightly from behind and said with gritted teeth, “No, you will not!”

“Keep lying down and punishing yourself then! Why aren’t you keeping it up? Act tough while you still can, shall you?” Ye Wei said with beaming eyes and a sweet smile despite Mo Jue looking on angrily.

“Cut it out.”

“Mo Jue, you’re a sadist and masochist in one, really. “Ye Wei smiled and tapped his hands. “If you’re upset about something, just tell me, okay? I’m no stranger,” she, in a rare show of gentleness, gently replied.

“I knew you would be unhappy,” Mo Jue replied and hugged Ye Wei. He sounded a little stuffy and a little cold.

Ye Wei was slightly taken aback. “Why should I be unhappy today? Really. I will not flare up at you today because I just want to pamper you for once.”

Whoever said that women could not pamper their men?

“I don’t like her,” Mo Jue replied honestly as though politeness was not in his lexicon.

Ye Wei raised his eyebrows and asked the obvious, “Her being…”

“Your master,” Mo Jue said. He noticed that Ye Wei’s legs were in a somewhat uncomfortable position and decided to carry her so that she would be sitting on his legs and spreading her injured leg to avoid agitating her wound.

She did not seem to mind it as her wound had opened by itself several times.

Ye Wei raised her eyebrows wide open and said, “Gorgeous Mo Jue, are you serious? You want to fight with your old man over a woman? I admire your guts! Bravo, bravo! I’ll support you, in spirit.”