CHAPTER 274: FAN’S DELIGHT

Mo Xiaobai then said seriously, "Little Cousin-in-law, little cousin doesn’t allow anyone to mention this matter, so it’s best you just know and don’t speak of it, or else you’ll meet a terrible end."

Wen Nuan nodded. She also felt that Ye Feimo, such a... such a peculiar person, being pranked like that when he was young, especially something so extreme—if he knew she knew, she would surely meet a terrible end.

However, the one who would die would be her idol.

Wen Nuan, adhering to the principle of "it’s better for a friend to die than myself," hesitated. But then she remembered this "friend" was her idol and had kindly told her interesting stories about Feimo. So, she decisively chose to tell no one.

"Little Cousin-in-law is so well-behaved. Later, I’ll tell you more interesting stories about little cousin," Mo Xiaobai said, blinking mysteriously. Wen Nuan nodded vigorously, and Mo Xiaobai’s image in her mind instantly grew taller.

"Great! You should tell me some interesting stories from your childhood too." She thought, she’d tell Cai Xiaojing later. Cai Xiaojing also loved Yeyan and watched every one of his shows.

"Deal. When you’re recovered, little cousin-in-law, I’ll tell you everything, it’s quite fun," Mo Xiaobai suddenly said. "Oh, by the way, you’re starring in ’Liang Hongyu,’ right? I’m the male lead!"

"Huh? Isn’t Han Bi starring in that? I’m not involved," Wen Nuan said. "You’re going to act in ’Liang Hongyu’?"

"Didn’t little cousin tell you? And, why would Han Bi be cast?" Mo Xiaobai was puzzled. Wasn’t he supposed to promote Wen Nuan? What did Han Bi have to do with it? He only wanted to work with his little cousin-in-law.

"I don’t know either," Wen Nuan said with a smile, shaking her head.

Mo Xiaobai said, "I don’t know about other things, but there’s no room for negotiation on this. Never mind for now, anyway, little cousin-in-law will be recovering here, so we can take this opportunity to build some rapport... no, I mean, work on our chemistry."

"I want your autographed posters, autographed photos, and ones specifically written to Wen Nuan, and autographed films, and private photos..."

"Little cousin will kill me," Mo Xiaobai mumbled.

Wen Nuan waved her hand generously. "Don’t worry, I’ll cover for you."

"Are you sure you can cover for me?" Mo Xiaobai asked, with lingering fear, adding mysteriously, "Little cousin’s fists are really heavy. You haven’t seen him take out his anger on me. My handsome face gets all swollen."

"No way! Damn it, that jerk! How dare he hit my idol? Don’t worry, I’ll definitely get revenge for you. He won’t dare to hit you again," Wen Nuan said loyally, defending her idol to the end.

Mo Chen thought, "Xiaobai, you really know how to utilize resources. You’re preemptively accusing him and using me to achieve your goal. How... intelligent."

But was he sure he wouldn’t get beaten even worse by Feimo?

"Little Cousin-in-law, you’re so wise and mighty! Remember to get revenge for me!" Mo Xiaobai said, grinning. It seemed idols were indeed easier to charm fans; it was too easy.

"Don’t worry, I’ll definitely get revenge for you. Oh, by the way, Ye Feimo isn’t seriously injured, is he?"

"He’s fine, full of vigor! He and Big Boss went to take care of some things. He’ll come see you tomorrow," Mo Xiaobai said with a smile. Only then did Wen Nuan feel relieved, but then she felt something was wrong. He was clearly very seriously injured.

How could he be fine so easily?

But since all of them said Ye Feimo was fine, she had no choice but to believe he was fine.

After chatting for a while, Wen Nuan felt a bit tired and wanted to rest. Mo Chen and Mo Xiaobai retreated. Mo Xiaobai said with a chuckle, "Little Cousin-in-law is too easy to fool, isn’t she?"

"You went too far. If Feimo finds out, you’ll meet a terrible end."

"What’s there to be afraid of? Little Cousin-in-law will protect me. Being an idol has so many benefits," Mo Xiaobai said proudly, his tail figuratively wagging. He was especially proud to be little cousin-in-law’s idol.

"You two boring guys, what did you tell Wen Nuan now?" Mo Wushuang asked, standing at the top of the stairs. Mo Xiaobai shook his head, Mo Chen spread his hands. Xiaobai said, "We didn’t tell her little cousin is still in a coma."

Wen Nuan suffered a gunshot wound and was in a coma for four days. Ye Feimo’s back was severely injured by a sharp object, damaging his internal organs. His condition was much more serious than Wen Nuan’s, and the heavy object intensified the depth of the stab wound, also causing several other injuries. Particularly severe was the serious blow to the back of his head, which bled and resulted in a severe concussion. The doctor said he might only wake up tomorrow.

The stab wound was well-treated, and the concussion wasn’t life-threatening. Whether there would be any sequelae was unknown, only to be found out once he woke up. However, none of them were particularly worried about this.

After all, Ye Feimo was an unkillable cockroach; these injuries were nothing. He would definitely wake up.

Wen Nuan’s anxiety was only because she couldn’t see him.

"Don’t disturb her. Let her rest well. Even though they’re superficial wounds, they’ll take a while to heal," Mo Wushuang said, pointing at Mo Xiaobai. "You, Big Boss wants to see you in the study."

Mo Xiaobai’s smile vanished. "Just me?"

"Do you want a grand entourage?" Mo Wushuang asked, crossing her arms. Mo Xiaobai let out a wail, looking pitifully at Mo Chen. Mo Chen smiled and said, "I have things to do, I’m out."

Before Mo Xiaobai could say anything, Mo Chen had already vanished down the hallway.

"Little Brother, you can’t abandon me to die, ahhh..." Mo Xiaobai’s wails echoed through the villa, but Mo Chen was already gone. Mo Xiaobai muttered a low curse and looked at Mo Wushuang, who had an expression of "what’s your business?" Mo Xiaobai gracefully turned and headed to the study.

Mo Yao’s study.

Mo Yao’s study was over a hundred square meters, connected to an archive room. The study had four large bookshelves filled with all kinds of books, with a noticeable emphasis on psychology and computer science.

The study was decorated in dark blue tones, very classy and luxurious, yet exuding a profound depth.

Mo Yao sat expressionlessly behind his desk, busy working. Mo Xiaobai pushed the door open. "Big Boss, you wanted to see me?"

Mo Yao hummed. "Sit. I need to finish a document first."

Mo Xiaobai said "Oh," and sat on the sofa directly opposite him. Beyond that was a floor-to-ceiling window, with a small bookshelf and a set of white sofas in front of it, and a small potted plant by the window. Mo Xiaobai silently wondered what Big Boss wanted to talk about, but Mo Yao remained silent, asking no questions. So, Mo Xiaobai stayed quiet too.

He waited for a full half hour, and still, Mo Yao showed no signs of moving. Mo Xiaobai automatically went to the small bookshelf by the window and took down an original English copy of *The Red and the Black*.

Mo Yao often called him to the study and then ignored him for several hours. Mo Xiaobai was quite used to it.

Mo Chen, on the other hand, would come to the study and leave within a few minutes, but he always had to stay for several hours, sometimes two or three, sometimes seven or eight.