.Ye Fei Mo would not agree to a divorce.He sneered and pulled out a document from his briefcase, tossing it coldly onto Wen Warm's face. The paper scattered on the ground, black and white words clear...Mo Yao let out a breath without showing any emotion. His Xiaobai had arrived, though two hours later than expected, he was still happy. Mo Yao's happiness sometimes came in peculiar ways; stoic and poker-faced, it was impossible to tell if he was happy or not.

Mò Xiǎobái had already changed into his pajamas, and as soon as he lifted the covers, he lay down. He was used to sleeping with Mò Yáo, and it felt normal to him. He couldn't sleep well without Mò Yáo by his side. Although sometimes in the middle of the night, when he woke up and saw himself hugging Mò Yáo tightly, he felt a little awkward, he still really liked sleeping beside Mò Yáo. 。e of them shouted, and several people left the garage laughing and talking. The parking lot was dimly lit and eerily silent.The cold metallic clang echoed, not overly loud, yet startlingly clear in th...