Chapter 606

your aunt and uncle, they certainly don't need him either; so lacking in a sense of being needed. His parents and siblings don’t require his involvement, and the Mafia has other members. So where does...Chapter 606

Moxiaobai was extremely heartbroken and also feared that the boss would get angry, so he hurriedly wagged his tail and pleaded pitifully. He had the reliable look of a dependable youth, just short of shedding tears to express his mistake and even shorter of suddenly bursting into tears.

"Boss, I'm wrong, I truly am..." Moxiaobai didn't care about the chaotic scene and first deeply repented, expressing how far off he was with this mistake. Suddenly realizing that Jackson's rock music was still blaring, he hurriedly turned it off and shamelessly hugged Mo Yao’s thigh, genuinely expressing his guilt with a sincere face, afraid that Mo Yao would swat him out of the car.

He even calculated angles on how to be thrown out so as to appease his boss without getting hurt. He suddenly realized that this was quite difficult.

Moyo was extremely angry and wanted to throw this little rascal out of the car. This accident could have been avoided if Moxiaobai hadn’t listened to rock music. The horn had sounded so loud but he didn't see it, and when the car turned around, there wasn’t enough time for him to avoid the collision. There was no place on such a narrow road to evade, resulting in him getting hit.

Blood seeped through Mo Yao's fingers. Moxiaobai finally realized how terribly wrong he had been. The traffic situation on the road was chaotic; car owners were all out of their vehicles with some having minor injuries and a child being thrown onto the street by the impact, his small body lying in a pool of blood. His mother wailed beside him, crying to heaven and earth for help. The child was the first one thrown from the car hit in this accident, not someone who had been hit later. Those who were hit later all braked promptly; thus there were more minor injuries. Seeing how serious the child’s condition was, Moxiaobai felt that he probably wouldn't survive. His father was still stuck inside the car, his fate uncertain; with such severe injuries, if not dead, he would be crippled.

Moxiaobai was very annoyed; these people's lives had nothing to do with him. The boss’s well-being was most important. Since no traffic police had arrived yet, Moxiaobai didn’t care and left the scene of the accident since his responsibility for this crash was minor. He just needed to give a statement later. Seeing that Mo Yao was seriously injured with blood on his chest, everyone let Moxiaobai leave; after all, it was Moxiaobai, a celebrity face whom everyone believed to be innocent as he had turned off the rock music early.

Mo Yao ground his teeth in anger. The pain wasn't too much of an issue since he was used to enduring pain. However, what was key was that this wound repeatedly split open; it was truly a hassle...

Moxiaobai rushed home at top speed and immediately helped the boss tend to the wounds upon arriving. His heart felt so guilty. This time, the area where the wound opened up was large, due to the impact from the car crash causing extensive bruising around it as well. Moxiaobai didn't dare ask his boss why he hadn’t fastened his seatbelt; if he had worn a seatbelt, this wouldn't have been so serious. But under Mo Yao's cold, sharp gaze, Moxiaobai almost shrunk into a ball and disappeared.

Mo Yao’s eyes weren't something an ordinary person could handle.

Naturally, Moxiaobai deserved this; he brought it upon himself.

The moment the wound was treated, a phone call came from Pike. Such a significant event as him getting into an accident had caused media frenzy, but Mo Xiaobai let Pike handle everything. What Xiaobai hadn't expected was that while he hurriedly helped Mo Yao check his wounds, someone took photos of them, and because the crash site was crowded with people who recognized the heartthrob that is Mo Xiaobai, pictures got published.

Pike finally believed it: So Mo Xiaobai really does live with a man. But this man is way too pretty; he's top-notch. He had seen Wushuang’s photos and felt sorry for how Xiaobai's brothers and sisters don't make good use of their looks to become celebrities.

However, the pictures in the newspaper were slightly ambiguous.

To put it simply, the angle from which this student took them was just a little too perfect, making the photo look extremely seductive. The leader Urban Novel clutched his chest and turned pale as Mo Xiaobai's hand covered the leader’s, with an anxious expression that was almost heart-wrenching. Half of his body leaned on the leader, their heads nearly touching. In reality, they were in a very innocent position, but the angle was just too perfect. Furthermore, when Xiaobai made mistakes, he would automatically submit to the leader and show a pitiful look akin to that of a little rabbit with its cheeks puffed up like steamed buns when feeling wronged—this is how Mo Xiaobai acted in front of Mo Yao because he couldn't match his imposing aura and was afraid of him since childhood.

But seeing the photo made one imagine more, leading to suspicions. Thus, news that international superstar Ye Yan was dating both men and women and that the injured man in the car was his latest lover spread like wildfire throughout the entertainment industry.

Tall trees attract wind; popular people bring about much controversy.

Especially for someone like Mo Xiaobai, every move is under media scrutiny. Whether good or bad, they would be reported and blown out of proportion; a single photo could stir up a storm.

Making claims that Mo Xiaobai can win over both men and women isn't too far off the mark given his aura that does indeed make one imagine such possibilities.

Mo Yao never cared about this matter and hadn’t heard any rumors; his wound had reopened, and he was bedridden again. After finally being able to move around a bit, he ended up back in bed; just by looking at Mo Xiaobai with his gaze, it felt like he could kill him several hundred times.

Moi Xiaobai was repenting as he lay before the leader’s bed, only short of cutting himself for Mo Yao. He would also look pitifully at Mo Yao, making the latter feel extremely disgusted by such shameless behavior.

Mo Yao wasn't really that angry; he just felt particularly frustrated.

He was always strong, and it was rare for him to stay in bed for a few days; he felt like he would be useless during that time. Once he finally managed to get up, he felt like he had come back to life. Who knew, however, that Mo Baixue made him lie down again.

His heart was incredibly troubled.

Luckily, Mo Baixue was a cheerful presence and actively cared for his daily needs, almost reading fairy tales by the bedside to soothe him to sleep. Therefore, Mo Yao thought that this treatment after an injury wasn't too bad. Since it seemed so good, he decided to forgive Mo Baixue, and forgave him.

Mo Baixue received a message about the incident early in the morning of the following day. He had already read the newspaper which was left in the courtyard; his habit was to brew a cup of coffee while drinking it, then go out to fetch the paper. Upon seeing that photo on the front page, he sprayed coffee all over.

This was a headline! A headline. The picture was incredibly clear.

In the photograph, Mo Baixue saw himself looking like a big sheepdog, with his eyes rolling around pitifully as he gazed at the leader. His cheeks were still pouting, pouting...

Mo Baixue completely ignored how ambiguous this atmosphere was, not seeing the frown on the leader's face nor reading the leaping words above. All he saw was this impossibly cute image of himself, and almost dropped his coffee cup.

Ah ah ah! A tiny arrow pierced Mo Baixue's heart; he trembled, wondering if that was how he looked in front of the leader Was it like that He had grandly changed his online name to a dominant one. But looking at him, this was clearly the standard image of a submissive for ten thousand years... Ah ah ah...

Mo Baixue's heart continued to tremble as he felt severely shaken.

Suddenly, he recalled how he had flattered and fawned over the leader last night, touching his face here and there, drooping his head. He was embarrassed; it was no wonder that the leader always found him unbearable when looking at him, why he wanted to get angry seeing him with a lowered head, dejected—why the leader always shook his short hair in disapproval. It turned out that this was how submissive he looked! Mo Baixue felt like he had been struck by lightning and started having convulsions, screaming frantically.

His image...

This was an entertainment newspaper, showcasing his sexy image as the heartthrob of millions...

This is so damaging to his image... How many broken hearts this must have caused...

After Mo Baixue's fit, he began to realize that the situation was quite serious. This was a newspaper from GK Entertainment, beloved by people all over the world. Its sales in both Europe and Asia were impressive.

This meant that many people were reading their newspaper. Considering so many had seen his adorable image, Mo Baixue felt relieved. But then he saw the headline and nearly spat out blood: "Yan Ye's Street Accident! Carrying Rumored Boyfriend!"

Rumored boyfriend Who was it After a moment of blankness, Mo Baixue finally looked at the photo of him with Mo Yao. From this angle, there indeed seemed to be some illicit affair going on. Even he himself had to admit that there was something there.

However, a slow burning anger started in his heart. He actually let the president report it, and now the president would have to face ridicule from fangirls all over the world. This made him very angry. He wasn't new to rumors like this; media had speculated that he was gay before, taking photos out of context and making a big deal out of them. But he hadn't cared then, even smiling and saying that reporters had to eat too.

Because it didn't concern him personally, he never paid attention. For those reported in the papers, they were insignificant, not worth worrying about at all. However, the president was different... He was his relative, a brother he had admired since childhood yet also feared. In Mo Baixue's heart, this person held an important position. Mo Baixue could boldly say that among people he cared about, Mo Yao would be in the top three.

Because of the ambiguous relationship between him and Mo Yao, seeing such a report felt like a knife stabbing into his brother’s heart to Mo Baixue. He imagined how others might look at them in the photo, likely thinking that such an attractive man would only attach himself to an international star for some ulterior motive. All sorts of guesses could be made.

This made Mo Baixue very uncomfortable. In his mind, his all-powerful president shouldn't be looked down upon by others like this; he couldn’t endure being insulted or guessed about in such a way.

These damned newspapers!

Mo Baixue tended to get into fits when he got fired up. After seeing the photo, he had one fit, and now another even more severe fit came over him. He couldn't figure out why exactly he was so angry but still called GK International Media's president's office with a hoarse voice: "I will never be on your side!"pstairs. He needed to check something; he really couldn’t remember when exactly he had anything to do with a woman that would result in having a child.Although he wasn't against this child, it was a p...