Chapter 694:

e to help but recall Mo Chen during her university days. She had seen him like this before—dribbling, passing, shooting. She had once been so captivated that she didn't join her friends for meals and...Chapter 694

Moxiao let go of Moxiaobai and walked casually to the side. Ji Bing greeted Moxiao, Mocheng, and Wushuang. Their reactions were not overly enthusiastic; only Wenran gave a smile. Ji Bing was a sensitive and delicate woman who had noticed that the people from the Mo family did not welcome her, so she didn't force herself upon them. Wushuang pulled Wenran to help select a tuxedo for Moxiao, whom he trusted in terms of taste. He sat aside and picked up a magazine.

Mocheng walked over to join Wushuang and Wenran in selecting the outfit for Moxiao. As Xiaobai watched Moxiao sitting on the sofa from afar, there were words he wanted to say but didn't know how to begin, causing him some unease.

Ji Bing asked shyly, "Is it good"

Xiaobai pretended to take a serious look at the outfit and smiled, saying, "You look great no matter what you wear."

Ji Bing's face lit up with happiness and decided on that set. The key was that she felt beautiful in it and liked it. Xiaobai seemed distracted and sensed something amiss but couldn't put his finger on it. Moxiao stood to the side, his expression extremely cold. Xiaobai couldn't figure out what Moxiao was thinking as Ji Bing went in to change clothes. Xiaobai walked up beside Moxiao and looked down at him.

"What is it"

Xiaobai pursed his lips, frowned, and seemed deep in thought. Moxiao quietly watched him, waiting for him to speak. However, Xiaobai didn't know what he should say to Moxiao. The straightforward words felt somehow awkward.

"Boss, don't you want to be my best man"

"You're overthinking."

"Am I really overthinking"

"Urban fantasy is what you’re overthinking about," Mo Yao said coolly, his gaze returning to the magazine with intense focus. Suddenly, Mo Xiaobai asked, "It's just a fashion magazine; why are you so engrossed in it"

Mo Yao paused for a moment, then calmly put down the magazine and looked at Mo Xiaobai, "What’s going on with you lately You’re either avoiding me or acting like this. What did I do to make you uncomfortable If it's because of what happened in the garden that day, there's no need to take it to heart; it was just a joke."

Moxiaobai nearly choked, "It’s not about the garden incident."

"Then why" Mo Yao asked.

Xiaobai couldn’t answer and simply pursed his lips. Mo Yao narrowed his eyes. At that moment, Wenran came over to let Mo Yao try on a dress. He stood up and walked past Xiaobai to try it on. Coincidentally, Ji Bing had changed into her dress and was leaning against Mo Xiaobai's arm; she had already picked out her own gown. Xiaobai led her to sit down at the side, and Ji Bing smiled as she asked, "What’s wrong Are you in a bad mood"

Moxiaobai managed a forced smile, but Ji Bing didn’t press further. Mo Yao's dress was simple yet unique. When he wore it, however, it was anything but ordinary. Both Wenran and Wu Shuang had an acute sense of fashion, so the gowns they picked for him suited his temperament perfectly. If Mo Xiaobai’s氣質更像是世上最後一位貴族少爺的，那麼墨遙就更像末世帝王。冰冷中帶著矜貴，不怒自威的氣勢讓人側目。

Mo Xiaobai was momentarily stunned; he had never thought that Mo Yao could look so beautiful. Yes, the word 'beautiful' is often used to describe him, but it's rarely applied to Mo Yao, even though he truly is exceptionally handsome. Unlike Xiaobai’s delicate features, Mo Yao exuded a sense of majesty and depth, an imposing beauty that was breathtaking.

He stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his clothes. Wu Shuang helped him while looking up and laughing, apparently chatting with Mo Yao, who glanced at her with a smile that seemed half-mocking. Mo Xiaobai itched to know what they were talking about.

From the side, Wenran said enviously, "Sis Wu Shuang, you two are just too... stunning for words! You look even more incredible when dressed up like this. What if I go into a fan girl frenzy"

Mo Yao glanced at her and replied, "Go home and get infatuated with Ye Fei Mo then."

Wenran pouted. "I’ve been staring at Ye Fei Mo for too long; it’s hard to feel fan girl fever anymore."

She was being hypocritical—she saw Ye Fei Mo as the epitome of beauty through her lover's eyes, but she still felt that in terms of looks, he couldn’t measure up to Mo Yao or Mo Xiaobai.

Their appearances were entirely different leagues.

Mo Xiaobai walked over and said, "This tuxedo suits Boss perfectly. I’m worried the best man will steal all my limelight as groom."

Wenran laughed and said, "You guys are equally impressive."

Women could only feel inferior in their presence.

Moxiao Bai walked up to Moya and politely returned the favor by adjusting his tie for him. Ji Bing suddenly felt a strange sensation; there was something odd about the atmosphere between Moxiao Bai and Moya, and she rarely saw Xiao Bai so focused.

His slender fingers fiddled with the tie while his eyes locked onto Moya's. Moya stared back at him without exchanging any words, yet it felt as though they had already spoken volumes. This kind of gaze did not seem to be what brothers should have for each other.

Ji Bing never really understood Moya; all she knew was that the relationship between Moxiao Bai and Moya was very close. For Moya's sake, Moxiao Bai could go days without speaking to her, choosing instead to accompany the injured Moya. At one point, it even made her doubt whether Moya was a real person or someone Moxiao Bai had fabricated. Upon learning that Moya was indeed his older brother, Ji Bing finally felt at ease. She and Moya never engaged in any conversation; he was cold towards everyone, including herself.

The Mo family were generally aloof to people outside their immediate circle, a fact Ji Bing was well aware of from her experience with them. She had never initiated any conversations with Moya on her own accord and thus didn't understand much about him beyond knowing they were close.

Seeing them now made Ji Bing sincerely wonder if brotherly affection could be this profound

The Warm Flower's infatuation remained unchanged, mainly because the two of them were simply too outstanding.

They truly were exceptional, especially when dressed in their tuxedos and walking together. No one could take their eyes off them; anyone standing between them would seem superfluous. Knowing that they loved each other, Warm Flower and others looked at them with an additional layer of meaning.

Jealousy and joy.

This kind of gaze made Ji Bing feel very uncomfortable, as she felt like she didn't belong in this family, nor was she accepted by them. Apart from Xiao Bai, nobody liked her joining the Mo family.ler.""Nox." She suddenly felt that her voice sounded strange.The warmth in her heart made her curse all eighteen generations of the Ye family's ancestors.Who raised this freak I'm not a phone sex oper...