The CEO's Substitute Ex-Wife-Chapter 528: best confidants

She didn’t turn back, nor did she want to know what Ye Feimo was feeling as he watched Dudi push her back to her room.

After talking with the girl for a while, Mo Xiaobai saw Dudi pushing Wen Nuan back to her room. He said goodbye to the girl, promising to visit her the next day, and walked back to Ye Feimo’s side.

Ye Feimo’s face was ashen, but as soon as Mo Xiaobai approached, he composed himself, not showing it so obviously. No matter how angry he and Wen Nuan were, he didn’t want others to see any emotion on his face.

Mo Xiaobai muttered to himself, "He’s pretending again."

Sigh, he keeps his anger bottled up, his jealousy bottled up, doesn’t he get tired? Kaka is the same, Feimo is the same. These two have been accomplices since childhood, but when it comes to endurance, they are equally matched, far surpassing him.

Mo Xiaobai has always adhered to one principle: to love and hate fiercely. If he falls in love with someone, he will never hide it, he will never keep it from the other person, unless he himself doesn’t want to spend his life with that person.

"Haha, little cousin, you need to get your act together, or your wife will really get snatched away." Mo Xiaobai teased Ye Feimo, seemingly serious but actually joking. "Du Di is handsome and talented, in every way just as good as you. The key is he’s a true gentleman, so caring and considerate towards your wife, always going along with her wishes. Where can you find such a good man? Why didn’t you learn a thing or two?"

If he had, Wen Nuan wouldn’t have run away.

Ye Feimo stared coldly at Mo Xiaobai. "She’s no longer my wife."

His serious correction didn’t shut Mo Xiaobai up. He sat down to the side, smiling, and said, "Whether she’s your wife in name or not isn’t important. What’s important is that in your heart, she’s still your wife. That’s enough."

"Shut up!" Ye Feimo said coldly.

Mo Xiaobai sighed, "Men who get angry out of embarrassment are the least lovable."

"Shut up!"

"Stubborn men are the least lovable too."

Ye Feimo was furious, his gaze like a knife piercing Mo Xiaobai. Mo Xiaobai shrugged and suddenly said, "My sister’s plane arrives this afternoon. Do you want to meet your brother-in-law?"

Ye Feimo frowned, seemingly not understanding what Mo Xiaobai was talking about. Mo Xiaobai said, "Long Chengtian and Wen Nuan are siblings. Isn’t that unbelievable?"

"The man Wushuang was pursuing?"

"Wrong, it was the man who pursued my sister first." Mo Xiaobai smiled smugly, "She finally came to her senses and stopped wasting time with that fox Kaka. She’s giving others a chance and treating herself better. That would be so much better. Boss said my sister’s been really happy in Rome lately. My dad is so happy. My sister hasn’t had many happy days in the past ten years. If she can completely let go of Kaka and choose someone else, I’ll support her. Although my older brother, Boss, and I don’t really approve of Long Chengtian, if he can make my sister happy, that’s more important than anything else. A few days ago, Boss was talking about Long Chengtian, Ghost Face, and my sister. If it weren’t for my cousin’s wife incident, I would have gone back to Rome to watch the show."

Wushuang’s performance is rare, of course I can’t miss it.

Ye Feimo frowned, remembering what Kaka had said a few days ago, and couldn’t help but feel a little... prickly.

Ye Feimo, Mo Yao, Mo Chen, Mo Xiaobai, and Wushuang all grew up together and had a good relationship, but Ye Feimo and Kaka unexpectedly hit it off from a young age.

They knew many things they couldn’t tell others.

They were each other’s best confidants.

When Ye Feimo felt extremely suppressed, he would share secrets with Kaka—secrets he couldn’t share with his parents or relatives, not even with Wen Nuan. He would tell Kaka everything.

Kaka, of course, did the same, so perhaps only he knew why Kaka treated Wushuang so well.

Because they were each other’s best confidants and trusted each other, neither revealed these things.

He had observed them for ten years, witnessing their journey from ten years ago to today. He knew the bitterness of it all. When Ye Feimo and Wen Nuan had conflicts, and he was pessimistic, he would sometimes think of Kaka, and he felt lucky.

Like when Du Di pushed Wen Nuan back home, he watched from behind, feeling resentful and jealous, but when Mo Xiaobai spoke of Wushuang’s feelings, Ye Feimo’s mood gradually calmed down.

We always magnify our resentment, anger, grief, and pain, always thinking how terrible we are, why she doesn’t love us anymore, why we broke up, why we can’t grow old together.

He kept getting stuck in a rut, constantly wondering why. But while amplifying his own pain, perhaps thinking about those suffering even more might offer a balance.

"Xiao Bai, stop watching other people’s drama. One day, we’ll be watching your drama too," Ye Feimo said meaningfully. Watching Mo Xiaobai’s drama was inevitable.

Mo Xiaobai didn’t take Ye Feimo’s words to heart at all. What did he have to offer others as a spectacle?

Someone automatically filtered out a name and face that flashed through his mind. Whenever he deceived himself, Mo Xiaobai always felt good about himself.

Ye Feimo snorted coldly. Mo Xiaobai was the most heartless person he had ever met.

Just moments ago, he had found Wen Nuan truly annoying and hateful.

Now, looking at Mo Xiaobai’s heartless face, Mo Xiaobai suddenly felt that Wen Nuan was actually quite adorable.

"Little cousin, are you shifting the focus and trying to obscure the topic? We were just talking about your brother-in-law, and since we’re both in Washington, we could meet."

"I’m not interested in him, and I don’t care who he is," Ye Feimo said calmly. Ye Sanshao and Cheng Anya walked over and overheard the conversation. Cheng Anya asked Mo Xiaobai, "Are you sure he’s Wen Nuan’s brother?"

Mo Xiaobai didn’t dare to hide anything. "If the boss says so, then it must be."

Cheng Anya and Ye Sanshao exchanged a glance, having made up their minds.

Ye Feimo looked at the artificial lake in the distance, lost in thought.

Dudi stayed with Wen Nuan until the afternoon. She wanted him to go back, but Dudi insisted on staying with her. Wen Nuan had no choice but to let him stay. In the afternoon, she felt a little sleepy; she wasn’t fully recovered and was prone to drowsiness. She listened to some music for a while and then fell asleep.

She didn’t know how long she had been asleep when she heard a man’s voice. Warmly, she opened her eyes. The ward was very bright. Two tall figures were talking by the window. She recognized one of them as Dudi. The man she was talking to was wearing a tight-fitting outfit. Dudi was already quite tall, but this man was half a head taller than him. He was tall and strong. He was speaking to Dudi with his face turned to the side, so she couldn’t see his face clearly. In addition, the backlight made it even harder to see clearly.