Home is a very subtle word. Words may not have emotion, but people do.

In some people's eyes, home symbolizes coldness, an empty house, or violence and silent oppression. But when Yu Qiuchi uttered this word, Mo Weiyun was shamefully attracted.

More than twenty years after he came to the Yu family with Miss Mo, he finally felt the existence of a home at this moment.

For so many years, he seemed to be living a life of endless glory, the helmsman of the Yu Group. But once that sanctimonious facade was stripped away, who was he? His shattered family collapsed, what was left of him? Cold, hard numbers on his bank account, and the brotherhood he had imprisoned with his obsession?

But at this moment he realized that he was still alive, that he had not died the moment his four-year-old mother jumped, nor on the day Miss Mo had her car accident. He was no longer a nameless burden, nor just the boy named Weiyun in memory of his mother. He was unwilling to be just an older brother. From then on, he would be Yu Qiuchi's life partner, and even her legal husband.

They can have a cozy house in the future. If Yu Qiuchi wants, they can adopt a child. If not, donating their family fortune after their death can be considered a contribution to society.

Looking to the future, I have a home, and people waiting for me there. This is what my heart desires and what I hope for.

"Mmm." He responded in a low, hoarse voice, reaching out to straighten Yu Qiuchi's disheveled cloak, finally covering her with the hood, like a dragon imprisoning a treasure, his possessiveness undisguised. He gently touched Yu Qiuchi's cheek with his still slightly warm fingers, cherishing her tenderly: "I'll have my assistant take you."

"Okay." Yu Qiuchi grabbed Mo Weiyun's fingers and played with them. The calluses on his fingertips made Yu Qiuchi feel itchy.

Mo Weiyun felt a moment of regret. It turned out that the spring night was too short and the sun rose too high. It was no exaggeration to say that the emperor would not hold court in the morning from then on.

Yu Qiuchi tiptoed and rubbed Mo Weiyun's eyes: "My adorable CEO, why are you crying?"

He planted a kiss on his lips: "You confessed your love, so I'll propose."

Yu Qiuchi did not linger. Mo Weiyun gently touched the corner of his eye, finally suppressing the ripples in his heart. He coldly looked at the small cake on the table, which looked shriveled from oxidation due to being left for a long time. Mo Weiyun was in a very good mood. He generously let go of the poor little cake and did not throw it into the trash can, but left it in this corner.

He doesn't even need to lift a finger to fight him; his wife can handle it all! He even subtly shows off his tiny injury by rolling up his sleeves—his wife wouldn't care about that! Tonight, Mr. Mo is like a peacock with its tail feathers spread wide, full of fighting spirit. Business partners who come close are all very easy to talk to, as long as they don't cross his bottom line.

As soon as Yu Qiuchi got home, she was bombarded with phone calls from Zhou Baixi.

"Brother Chi, seriously, can't you be more careful when you're out in public? This is causing a stir online!" Zhou Baixi sent Yu Qiuchi a link, and the title of the link was quite explosive.

#Have you and your wife done it?

The attached photo is of them kissing in the dark. The lighting is dim, and the two are entangled in a secluded place. Because it is not very clear, it has an added sense of ambiguity.

Yu Qiuchi wants to criticize this year's paparazzi; their photography skills are rather poor.

"Wait, Mr. Chi, are you even listening to me? Are you taking this trending topic down?"

Yu Qiuchi completely ignored Zhou Baixi's emotional breakdown. He browsed the comments section with great interest. There were supportive comments and criticisms of him for breaking his contract on the dating reality show. His private messages were flooded.

"No need to retreat. Use your brain. Those paparazzi won't dare offend my boyfriend. I'll hang up now." Yu Qiuchi opened her camera, found an angle, and aimed it at her finger, but felt that no matter how she took the picture, it didn't look quite right.

Finally, the assistant arrived, having just driven off in a car.

I opened the surfing app, edited a message, and sent it.

@#Did you and your wife do it?# Soon, but your boss, Mr. Mo, isn't very efficient. @Mo Weiyun's boyfriend is commemorating today (with 2 pictures).

The first picture shows fireworks exploding, and the two holding hands, their matching rings gleaming under the fireworks.

The second picture is of Yu Qiuchi wearing a cat-themed cloak, looking down and gently kissing the ring.

[So beautiful!]

[Holy crap, I've finally received a surfing update notification from my wife in my lifetime!]

[Wife, you're so beautiful, *slurp*]

[No, didn't you see the ring on her hand?]

[Right middle finger: Taken, currently in a passionate relationship!]

[Good news: His wife posted on Weibo; bad news: He has a husband who dotes on him now.]

[CP Party's Carnival]

[So, those fireworks were really a domineering CEO wooing his sweet little wife (with photos)]

Yu Qiuchi replied to this [It's a confession (with attached image)]

The picture shows that bouquet of roses.

The topic immediately went viral on social media.

#Yu Qiuchi announces her relationship on a dating reality show

#Beautiful photos of my wife on the red carpet, today's dose of mischievous cat.

#Shocking! Brothers turned against each other over love and are now a couple on their own.

#Mr. Mo has replied!

@Your boyfriend (with 2 pictures)

Compared to Yu Qiuchi's post, Mo Weiyun's was much simpler, but the accompanying picture was certainly explosive.

A picture of someone lowering their eyes to kiss a ring, just like Yu Qiuchi.

Another photo was taken when he stole a kiss from Yu Qiuchi. The boy was sleeping peacefully, and the rays of morning sun shone through the gaps in the curtains onto his cheeks, making him look serene and gentle.

[Wow, my sleeping wife, Mr. Mo not only secretly took pictures but also secretly kissed her!]

[How long has Mr. Mo been eyeing this? (doge emoji)]

[Ugh, I'm so jealous of CEO Mo! All the good men in the world are already taken!]

[Isn't anyone showing any concern for the other guests on the dating reality show?]

[Fate is a wonderful thing; it doesn't mean you have to find someone among the guests on a dating reality show!]

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