CHAPTER 288: UNSPOKEN JOY

Although the Wen family wasn’t as wealthy as the Ye family, they were well-off and didn’t covet the Ye family’s money. Wen Nuan felt happy, and as parents, they could only support her.

Ye Feimo had always been respectful in front of Wen Nuan’s parents, and even more so when he asked for their daughter’s hand in marriage. He promised to take good care of Wen Nuan and make her happy, directly touching the hearts of the Wen elders.

It was clear that both sets of parents had no objections to the marriage. The idea of a private marriage was Wen Nuan’s suggestion, so her parents naturally couldn’t have any complaints. They had initially feared that Ye Feimo’s parents would disapprove, but Ye Feimo said his parents had no objections either. Wen Nuan repeatedly assured them that Cheng Anya was very easy to get along with, and Wen Nuan’s mother’s last shred of doubt vanished.

For a wealthy family’s daughter-in-law, in addition to her husband’s affection, the most crucial thing was the mother-in-law’s approval and affection. Mother-in-law-daughter-in-law issues were the most challenging problem for every female celebrity marrying into a prominent family.

With both sets of parents settled, the couple could peacefully recuperate in Rome.

Ye Feimo didn’t intend to hide their decision to marry from the Mo family brothers, especially Mo Xiaobai. Mo Xiaobai innocently said, "Little Cousin, haven’t I always been very respectful to Little Cousin-in-law? You shouldn’t be so wary of me."

"I’ll deal with you after my injuries heal," Ye Feimo said expressionlessly.

Mo Yao was silently flipping through his magazine nearby. Mo Chen watched the show, and Wushuang comfortably munched on an apple while lying down, enjoying the spectacle. It was rare for Ye Feimo to be able to get out of bed and move around. Robert had checked and confirmed there were no major issues, so everyone was in a good mood that day.

Mo Xiaobai spread his hands, counting on his fingers, "You’ve been eating my food, staying in my place, sleeping in my bed, recuperating at my expense, and I even paid for the doctor, Little Cousin. It’s too much if you’re still going to settle accounts later."

"If it weren’t for you, I’d already be back in A City," Ye Feimo said expressionlessly, a strange glint in his eyes that made Mo Xiaobai’s skin crawl. He quickly sought help from Wen Nuan. Wen Nuan, who was watching the scene unfold, was about to speak when Mo Yao looked up from his magazine, took a sip of coffee.

He paused, then looked back down at his magazine, not even glancing at them, but said, "If it weren’t for Xiaobai, you wouldn’t know when you’d be able to get married."

Mo Xiaobai suddenly understood, clapping his hands. "Big Boss is mighty, Big Boss is brilliant!"

Ye Feimo frowned, turning his head to look at Wen Nuan. It seemed that there was indeed some truth to that. Regardless of why Wen Nuan decided to marry him this time, it was a good thing for him. If they hadn’t experienced this kidnapping, he and Wen Nuan might not have thought of marriage for years.

Years... who knew what would happen in a few years?

So, it seemed it was Mo Xiaobai’s credit.

Mo Xiaobai leaned over, smiling. "Little Cousin, you were going to settle accounts with me, but look, I’m your matchmaker! You owe me a big red packet!"

Ye Feimo looked at him with an ambiguous gaze. "So, you’re saying I should thank you?"

Mo Chen immediately sensed danger and pulled Mo Xiaobai back. The two Xiaobais looked at each other. Mo Chen said, "Little Cousin, see, Xiaobai has also performed a meritorious service. Let’s consider it offsetting his faults, and let this matter go."

Ye Feimo grunted a single sound from his nose. Mo Xiaobai chuckled. Wen Nuan said, "Yes, since we’re both fine, let’s not mention it again."

Wen Nuan’s one sentence outweighed several of Mo Chen’s. Ye Feimo thought about it. This time, Mo Xiaobai indeed had both merits and faults, so he would let the matter slide and not argue with him. Mo Xiaobai expressed his profuse gratitude, making Wen Nuan laugh. Ye Feimo decisively decided to leave Rome as soon as possible.

Mo Wushuang, munching on an apple, asked, "Feimo, I heard a piece of news a few days ago. Cousin is retiring. Is Kaka taking over, or is it Tianyu?"

Mo Yao, Mo Xiaobai, and Mo Chen’s four pairs of eyes simultaneously turned to Ye Feimo.

"Why don’t you ask Kaka directly?" Ye Feimo raised an eyebrow. They wouldn’t ask his brothers, but asking Kaka about this was quite reliable. Actually, knowing or not knowing didn’t matter; they would find out who was taking over once his brother retired.

Mo Chen said, "Kaka has been on Agent Island for the past half month and can’t contact the outside world. If we could ask, we would have already. Who is Cousin favoring, Kaka, or Little Tianyu?"

Wen Nuan wondered, puzzled. The "Cousin" they were referring to must be Ye Ningyuan, but what was this about retiring? Wasn’t Ye Feimo’s brother an artist?

"My brother is the supreme leader of the First Terrorist Organization," Ye Feimo explained to Wen Nuan in a low voice. Wen Nuan made an "oh" sound. So, being an artist was a cover. But what exactly was the First Terrorist Organization? She didn’t recognize it. Was it very powerful?

She was bewildered, but the name itself sounded formidable. It must be very powerful.

"I hope Little Tianyu takes over! That way, I’ll have a chance to snatch the European and American arms market. I’ve been eyeing that fat piece of meat for a long time, but Big Cousin is too formidable; I can’t compete with him. I’ve been grieving for years, just hoping Big Cousin would retire quickly. With him around, we have no room to play," Mo Xiaobai said, immensely hoping for the inexperienced Little Tianyu to take over the First Terrorist Organization.

The dark world had many facets. Various dark forces occupied different parts of the world but were divided into different factions. For example, in the European and American markets, there were arms markets, drug markets, casinos, diamond markets, money laundering markets, various organ trafficking markets... Different dark forces occupied specific markets but did not interfere with each other. They generally formed alliances and grew together, resisting each other.

However, in terms of influence, the arms market was generally revered as the boss. Ye Ningyuan controlled 80% of the global arms trade, with 20% being legitimate registered transactions and 60% being smuggled, highly profitable goods. When Chu Li, Jason, and others were still around, they also covertly manipulated other underworld businesses. Ye Ningyuan focused solely on the arms market; he single-handedly controlled the entire arms market’s direction, circulation, distribution, balanced prices, and market regulation. No one else could get a piece of the pie.

To avoid the First Terrorist Organization, the Mafia abandoned heavy weapons transactions, opting for light weapons smuggling and biological weapons for exorbitant profits. They then cooperated with the First Terrorist Organization by leasing their previously abandoned heavy weapons factories. They had both competition and cooperation.

Aside from small-scale arms dealings, the Mafia’s main activities were money laundering, diamond trading, various entertainment venues, and operating profitable ventures through multiple channels. They possessed their own independent armies and agents, as well as their own large-scale specialized weapon research and development bases. However, the large-scale weapons produced by these bases were not put into market circulation.

The key was that Ye Ningyuan would not allow it. Despite Ye Ningyuan’s gentle and elegant appearance, his talent in arms market transactions was unmatched. He was acutely sensitive to any potential development unfavorable to the First Terrorist Organization’s growth and suppressed it with strong authority. Even the Mafia was not permitted. To avoid direct confrontation with Ye Ningyuan, the Mafia abandoned the most profitable part of the arms trade.