In the classical European room, tall bookshelves lined up neatly against the wall. A cup of coffee was placed on the expensive wooden desk, steaming slowly.

Mo Ziji sat on the white wooden chair, holding a book in his hand.

The noble qi was formed from nature itself.

The door to the study was knocked. Mo Ziji's eyes flashed with a sharp glint, and he loudly said: "Come in."

"Mo Ziji, you were looking for me?" The double doors was pushed open, and Zhao Xi walked in. Looking around, she asked, "Where's Shu Ya?"

Didn't they want to talk about the wedding with her?

"She's not here. I'm looking for you." Mo Ziji straightened up from his chair. The temperament that was wrapped in casual attire was comparable to that of formal attire.

"…"

Zhao Xi was slightly stunned, as she looked at Mo Ziji with suspicion, as countless speculations flashed past in her heart.

Mo Ziji brought Zhao Xi to the side of a low tea table in the study: "Sit, you have been by Grandfather's side all this time, your tea ceremony should be pretty good, taste my tea?"

"Alright."

Zhao Xi sat on the soft cushion while kneeling, her eyes slightly lowered, and puzzledly looked at the proficient movements of Mo Ziji's hands.

"Actually, I've always wanted to talk to you, but I didn't have the chance." Mo Ziji's voice was low, mellow and deep, sounding like a cello. "Zi Ran has been accompanying you these past few days, even though you two haven't gotten married yet, we still regard you as our second wife."

"… …." I know that you all treat me very well. "

The Mo family, which was said to be cold and heartless, actually received warmth here that she hadn't felt in a long time.

Mo Ziji slightly nodded his head, "I guess Ol 'Two didn't tell you the progress of the antidote, right?"

"…"

Zhao Xi stared at him blankly, completely unable to comprehend the reason for him looking for her.

The topic of their conversation had changed too quickly. They had even arrived at a sensitive restricted area.

From Zhao Xi to Europe, even if every single one of them knew about the X1N34 on her body, they rarely touched upon this topic.

As for Mo Ziran, it was actually Zhao Xi who did not dare to mention it in front of him.

His current state already made Zhao Xi very worried.

"What I told you before, our second clue, is also gone." Mo Ziji's tone was very calm, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking, but his tone was enough to make people unconsciously raise their hearts and listen carefully, "That terrorist organization in Central Africa has already finished negotiating with us."

"What was the result?"

Zhao Xi was a little shocked by her calmness, as if the antidote was not related to her life.

If it was really good, then Mo Ziji didn't need to use such a method to tell her.

Zhao Xi was glad that she didn't have such strong hopes for the antidote before this. Otherwise, she would truly feel despair right now.

"The X1N34 has been taken away by someone, and they took out the secret book. We have no choice but to believe it, because that secret book is the top secret letter of the Mo family, and the people that can be reached are the people in charge, me, Zi Xiao, and the people in charge before, father, grandfather."

The water in the pot started to boil, Zhao Xi reflexively said: "Lift the water!"

Mo Ziji obeyed and lifted the bottle. After pouring it into the teapot, he looked at Zhao Xi with a complicated gaze. "You and Grandfather learned very well."

"Actually, I've only learned a little bit of the basics. I'm just speaking the truth. If I really do it, my grandfather will always say that my control of fire is not good."

Everything was said very simply. She had seen many ways to make tea, but when it was her turn to make a move, she either couldn't do it properly or was lacking something.

Mo Ziji methodically ordered boiling hot tea, his movements extremely skilled, and the expression on his face was calm and serious. Zhao Xi even had the misconception that the person in front of her was a young grandpa.

Although they were both brothers, Mo Ziran had never given her such a feeling.

Master Mo had once said that Mo Ziran was the son who was most similar to him.

But Zhao Xi felt that Mo Ziran wasn't like him at all. Even if there was a period of time where Mo Ziran was ruthless and merciless, he didn't seem like the Master Mo at all.

"You don't seem to care about antidote at all."

Mo Ziji looked deeply at Zhao Xi, as though a pair of sharp eyes could see through her heart.

"…"

Zhao Xi was startled, she honestly shook her head: "That's not it, I care about antidote, but I know the chances are not high."

"Why?" Mo Ziji passed Zhao Xi a cup of tea and asked her curiously, "I remember you saying that you wouldn't give up hope."

"Because, Mo Ziran did not give up."

She promised Mo Ziran that as long as he didn't give up, she wouldn't give up.

"You seem to be even more unconcerned about life and death than I imagined." Mo Ziji took a sip of the tea and frowned: "It's been a long time since I've made tea, the taste is much worse."

"It's just a matter of heat." Zhao Xi also tasted it, and she vaguely knew why Mo Ziji had come to find her, "I really care about life and death, with Mo Ziran here, how could I possibly not care about life and death?"

She didn't want to die at all. She didn't want to die at all.

"But you know that the chances of success for the antidote are low?"

Zhao Xi was the first one to admit this fact.

Even though they all vaguely knew this in their hearts, none of them were willing to admit it. Currently, the one that they were the most determined to find was still outside.

"That's because someone told me that the antidote was destroyed. After I got the X1N34, it was destroyed."

Zhao Xi's fingertips trembled slightly as the pain in her eyes slowly spread outwards.

"Who?" Fang Han? " Mo Ziji reacted very quickly, his power is not the least bit inferior to Mo Ziran, "You've seen him? At home? So you already knew? "

"On the day that I left, I met him. Actually, even if you didn't look for me, I wanted to look for you too." Zhao Xi put down the teacup and quietly looked at Mo Ziji: "I've been thinking about, who can help me with this."

"What?" Mo Ziji realized that he was unable to keep up with Zhao Xi's train of thoughts. Since when had Zhao Xi become the host to guide the flow of the conversation?

"You want to tell me that it's Mo Ziran? Is it his current situation or is it something else later? "

Mo Ziran was the eldest son of the Mo family, so he would naturally not allow this to happen.

"You're actually much smarter than we thought." "You will always be my sister-in-law. No matter whether or not there will be antidote s in the future, Zi Xiao cannot live for you alone."

Mo Ziji was a very good brother, he would help his brother obtain his own happiness and help him out when he was on the wrong path. But he was still the eldest son of the Mo Family, the true family head of the next generation.

Moreover, even if it was an ordinary family, he would still need to consider a better future for his little brother. This was to be expected, and Zhao Xi had no reason to disapprove.

"Just right. You and I are thinking the same thing."

Zhao Xi raised her head, and looked straight at Mo Ziji, her firm gaze expressing seriousness.

I said it before, you will be my sister-in-law. Other than you, no one else will be able to have a seat, I am only apologizing. If until the very end, we still have no way of finding the antidote, I cannot allow Zi Yan to leave with you. "" You … … "

It wasn't just him, the old tutor wouldn't allow it either. If the two of them didn't cooperate, the consequences would be dire.

Mo Ziji had no choice but to negotiate with Zhao Xi first, because once Mo Ziran went crazy, no one would be able to stop her.

"Mo Ziran has a brother like you, I feel very lucky, really." Zhao Xi let out a long exhale, and took out his phone from his bag.

There was a child's pendant on his phone, so Zhao Xi took out a nail clipper from his bag.

Mo Ziji watched in shock as she untied the stitches on the doll and took out a key.

Mo Ziji frowned slightly, "Are you trying to guard against the dye?"

"He's too smart. If I don't hide it well, he'll definitely find out." She took the key back from the table in the villa, but didn't tell Mo Ziran, "I keep thinking about who I can give the key to, because I'm worried that if this goes on, I'll even forget about myself."

She had to hand over the key as soon as possible.

"…" Mo Ziji stared at the key in Zhao Xi's hand but did not accept it. His tone was serious, "I do not understand what you mean."

"This key belongs to Fang Han. If there really isn't a antidote in the end, hand me over to Fang Han when I've forgotten about everything. He knows the rest."

Zhao Xi looked at the key that was emitting a cold light, and a cold feeling seeped into her heart and went into her bone marrow.

"…" Mo Ziji's eyes turned slightly cold, and his voice became somewhat difficult, "He will hate you."

"I know, but there's nothing I can do."

She had already experienced Mo Ziran's stubbornness before, she had no confidence in persuading him.

"Does Fang Han have a antidote?" Mo Ziji solemnly received the silver key from Zhao Xi's hand.

"... No, he said, the antidote have already been destroyed. "

Zhao Xi lowered her head, her thick eyelashes blocking the complex look in her eyes.

It didn't matter whether Fang Han had the antidote or not.

She didn't want it.

"I understand, but the wedding will be held as usual, and we will continue to look for antidote s. This is something you can't stop."

Only they could find the formula, Zhao Xi was Mo Ziran's wife.

"Thank you."

Zhao Xi laughed sincerely.

Mo Ziji was probably the best heir to the Mo family.

It was more suitable than Mo Ziran.

He was able to take into account Mo Bai's sense of mission, which focused on the consortium, and also ensured his relationship with them.

"Don't look at me with such eyes. One of us should take on this task. Zi Lian is the most unsuitable one. If it's for you, he wouldn't hesitate to hand over the consortium."

This was the best method to threaten Mo Ziran.

"… …." I can't tell if this is praise or criticism. " Zhao Xi laughed and took another sip of tea, "Will Mo Ziran know about our conversation today?"

Right now, she really did not dare to fool Mo Ziran. It was as if he had installed a radar on her, and he knew everything she did.

"Second brother's power cannot be underestimated. He might know the reason why you came here, but you don't need to worry about secrecy in my garden. He will not know anything that we say."

Zhao Xi stood up, and nodded: "Then I'll be leaving first."

"Alright."

She was glad that there was someone else she could talk to at this moment.

What she did not know, or what she could not say, they could speak frankly.

Zhao Xi let out a long breath. The instant she opened the door, her smile froze, and her eyes filled with deep fear.

The two bodyguards fell to the ground, their foreheads stained with blood.

A tall and cold figure stood at the door, his gaze cold and sinister.