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He had watched Mo Yu grow up and knew that this girl was very innocent. She didn't lie like Xi Moyan and didn't even bat an eye. Every time she lied, her eyes would never dare meet his gaze.

The guilt in his heart grew even stronger. Mo Wuji's face was innocent, she was just a sacrifice in their battle for freedom, she was as clean as a sheet of paper, he had no idea how deep the Xi Clan had gotten in this mess. He did not know that the secret fight between him and his second uncle was dragged in because of him.

He knew why Simoché had married her, but he also knew that he truly liked Mo's looks. Otherwise, he wouldn't have agreed to marry Simoché after what had happened.

Raising his hand to stroke Mo Yu's head, he said meaningfully, "Listen to big brother and don't go against Mu Che. He likes you so much."

Her eyes were squinted and her eyebrows were curved. She enjoyed Xi Muqiao's actions just like when she was young. Whenever Little Yan bullied her, Big Bro would rub his head to comfort him.

"I know." She believed everything he said.

"And don't mention my name in front of Mucher. He won't be happy."

Mo Yan didn't say anything, but just pursed her lips and nodded. Last time, she had said her big brother's name a few times in a quarrel with Simochi. His palm had then landed on her face.

After all, he had watched her grow up, so her status was just as important as Xi Moyan. He knew that Mo Yan liked him, but he had never said anything about it. Otherwise, with this girl's personality, she would definitely feel uncomfortable in front of him in the future.

After Mo Mei got off the car, she did not immediately enter the bar. Instead, she stood at the entrance of the bar as she watched Xi Muqiao's car leave. When the car disappeared, a look of loneliness flashed across her eyes.

She subconsciously took a step back, her long eyelashes fluttering. Her big eyes were filled with panic and unease. She was no longer as quick-witted and mischievous as before in front of Xi Muqiao. Clenching her hands tightly, she timidly opened her mouth.

"Mu, Mu Chen."

He had also seen her nervousness and uneasiness. Her timid voice made his nose sour, and that kind of feeling slowly converged in his nose, swelling up his eyes. Right now, she was already so afraid of him.

He tried his best to soften his voice and asked warmly, "Are you done playing with your friends?"

"Right."

He lifted the strand of black hair from the corner of his eyes and looked at the sudden bruise. A trace of pity flashed in his eyes, "Does it hurt?"

Mo Xiang did not dare move. His large eyes stared at him dryly as he shook his head.

He leaned over the bruise and kissed it lightly. He took the opportunity to wipe the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and there was a gentleness in his voice that he had never heard before.

"Let's go home."

Feeling her momentarily stiff body, he stood up and gently caressed her smooth and soft cheeks with his thumb. The corner of his mouth curled up a little as he took off his coat and draped it over her as he walked towards his car.

He had a deep feeling of powerlessness when it came to Mo Wuji's appearance. When he came, he saw Mo Lian knocking on Xi Muqiao's window. He saw a smile on her face that she had never shown him before.

It didn't matter if her heart was with him or not.

After Xi Muqiao left the bar, he went straight to the company. Inside the office, he deliberately turned on the volume of his mobile phone to the maximum, afraid that he would miss out on Little Rascal's call. He proudly thought to himself, as long as Little Rascal calls him, he will forgive her and go home immediately!

He rested his cheek on one hand and tapped his index finger on the table with the other. He was either slow or fast, glancing at his phone from time to time. His face looked anxious.

Not in the mood to work, he pushed the documents in front of him away, got up to get some water, and just as his hand touched the cup, his cell phone suddenly rang. He was overjoyed.

He hurriedly turned around and ran into the magazine rack beside the sofa. Magazines were strewn all over the floor. He couldn't care less and could only take a look at his phone with excitement. The happiness on his face instantly vanished.

His face was dark, and a layer of anger suddenly covered his brows as he roared.

"If there's nothing important, I'll smash you to death!"

On the other side, Lin Yi was so scared by this angry roar that he trembled. He hadn't even said anything, but the CEO wanted to beat him to death?

"CEO, CEO, Ling Yu wants to increase the profit by a millionth …"

Before he could finish his words, Xi Muqiao's eyebrows shot up. Damn it, calling him with such a small matter? Why did he find such an idiot assistant!

"Lin Yi, is it even useful for me to raise you!?" They didn't even give him a dime, if they didn't want to, he would make them scram! The next time you ask such an idiotic question, you will immediately scram to Africa! "

"…"

After hanging up the phone, Xi Muqiao placed one hand on his waist while the other ran his fingers through his short hair. He paced around the desk twice, feeling extremely irritated. He just wanted to see this little bastard.

He sat down in his work chair and took out their marriage certificate from the drawer on the left. He looked at it for a while and then glanced at the desk.

Reaching for a picture frame, he dug out his photo, opened the marriage certificate and put it back in place.

He leaned over the desk and looked at it. He didn't think it was very eye-catching, so he looked around the office and stopped at the company nameplate directly in front of the desk. He strode over and changed the nameplate with his marriage certificate. He touched his smooth chin with his long fingers and nodded in satisfaction. He was as happy as a child.

Xi Muqiao, who was anxiously waiting for the phone call, didn't know that the little bastard he was yearning for had already packed his bags and gone to live in the school dormitory.

Qiao Mu had a bed in her room, but she still had to go to the hospital often to look after her mother if she wanted to work. Since it was inconvenient to stay at school, she decided to move home.

Qiu Ning helped to make up the bed, and the two of them laid on the bed and chatted.

Qiao Mu stared blankly at the bunk bed, sighing sorrowfully as she muttered to herself.

"If my mother had known I was married to a gangster, she would have driven me out of the house with a knife and cut off the relationship between mother and daughter."

"No, your mom won't be able to return home in a short time anyway. As for you, you should strike the iron while it's hot and quickly give birth to the child. When your mom sees that the child is already with grandson, then this matter will be over."

Qiao Mu pursed her lips. What kind of child was she giving birth to? Other than that night at the bar, the two of them had not had a second relationship yet. She wasn't a hermaphrodite, so how could she have children alone?