"Gloves..." Xia Linyin murmured. Could this anonymous gift, which had been sent for three years, be from Mo Li?
If it was Mo Li who gave it to her, where is he? Why doesn't he show up and personally deliver the gift to her?
How has he been doing these past few years?
She had so many questions she wanted to ask him.
Xia Linyin shook a jewelry box out of her glove. Just like Santa Claus putting gifts into stockings, she always managed to pull something else out of her glove.
Opening the jewelry box reveals an exquisite pendant, a four-leaf clover-shaped pendant set with dazzling pink diamonds.
Xia Linyin put the pendant back into the jewelry box and put it away. She usually returns valuable items like this.
But now, she can't find the person who sent the anonymous items, so she has no choice but to put them away and deal with them later when she finds the person.
She believed that one day, that person would appear before her.
——
Beside the outdoor swimming pool, Boss Chen's fat body lay sprawled on a beach chair, his lower back flesh piled up in layers.
The handsome young man with delicate features applied rose essential oil to his hands and then massaged Boss Chen's body.
After a while, he looked a little tired, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his nose, but he dared not show the slightest impatience because there was a row of burly bodyguards standing next to him.
Boss Chen doted on him, but it was only superficial, because he was just a stand-in. He was favored more than others because he looked somewhat similar to that person.
But a substitute is still a substitute; it can't compare to the real person.
He can't compare to him.
The difference between me and that person is like heaven and earth, not only in appearance, but also in other aspects.
These people are just playthings for these big shots, but that person is different. He is appreciated not only for his good looks, but also for his shrewdness and ability.
Just as I was thinking this, I saw a figure walking towards me.
Standing at 186 cm tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, he is slender and well-proportioned. A simple black suit without any embellishments looks luxurious and elegant on him, as if it were studded with diamonds.
He had waist-length black hair, smooth as water, with a satin-like sheen, and fine bangs that brushed against his slender, sword-like eyebrows, which resembled those drawn in a traditional Chinese ink painting.
Like a man from the world of anime who has stepped into reality.
Although she has long hair, it doesn't look out of place at all, nor does it show any femininity.
His chin was sharp, his nose was delicate and high, and his eyes were slightly longer than normal. Such eyes are generally naturally charming, and his eyebrows and eyes naturally exude beauty and charm.
However, his eyes did not give people that feeling, because his pupils were as cold and deep as a thousand-year-old icy pool, cold! Extremely cold!
It's that person!
With just one glance, the handsome young man lowered his head. The man's eyes were so cold that they could freeze a person, making one think of the eyes of the Grim Reaper.
They have no feelings for anything in the world.
"Godfather, you were looking for me?" The voice, devoid of any intonation, was as cold as ice melted into a thousand-year-old snow.
"Hmm." Old Chen responded lazily. He opened his eyes, his gaze momentarily unfocused before quickly returning to clarity.
It's hard to imagine that his godson, coming from such a place, possesses such an air of nobility.
He doesn't seem like someone who works in the underworld at all.
It's hard to imagine that a man could look so devilishly handsome.
Sometimes it really makes you wonder if he is that legendary species—a vampire.
"Thirteen, give your godfather a back rub," said Boss Chen. The handsome young man, whose hands were already sore from massaging, immediately gave up his spot.
Unlike the handsome young man's delicate hands, Mo Li's hands were covered in calluses, marks from years of handling knives and spears, and he was much stronger when he struck.
Old Chen squinted comfortably, his rough hands rubbing against his back, making him feel so good his soul trembled.
The thought that it was Mo Li giving him a massage made him excited. Old Master Chen couldn't help but say, "Thirteen, you understand your godfather's thoughts. Your godfather values you, and you've lived up to expectations, completing every task assigned to you. So your godfather won't force you."
Old Chen turned around, looked at Mo Li's face, and sighed, "But your godfather thinks about it, he dreams about it all the time. Your godfather won't force you, but you can at least let your godfather touch your bird, right?"
Chen Laoda ripped off his bath towel, while Mo Li remained motionless with a cold, devilish face. His hands, covered in essential oil, still exuded the fragrance of roses.
Time ticked by, and no one dared to breathe. Suddenly, Chen, enraged, threw a towel at Mo Li's face. "I've raised you for so many years, and you won't even let me touch your bird. What can I expect from you in the future!"
Mo Li turned his gaze to the fruit plate beside him, and without saying a word, he picked up a fruit knife from the plate.
The moment he picked up the fruit knife, the bodyguards around him drew their guns and pointed them at him.
Mo Li held the fruit knife, the tip pointing at her face, and slashed it once, twice, three times...
A handsome face, as perfect as a work of art, without any flaws, suddenly had several crisscrossing scratches, and glaring blood flowed down.
Old Chen was trembling with anger. He kicked over the small table next to him and shouted, "Enough!"
Chen Laoda, panting, stared at Mo Li with a sinister look in his eyes. "Thirteen, you're a good boy. Over the years, you've done whatever your godfather asked you to do. But can your godfather really trust you?"
Of all his sons, Chen Shisan was the one he trusted the most, and also the one he worried about the most.
He always executes the tasks given to him perfectly, just like a robot.
However, if robots rebel against humanity, it will be a terrible disaster.
What happened just now was partly what he genuinely wanted to do, and partly a test.
Chen Shisan was the most capable of all his sons. He could have taken a liking to any other godson, but he couldn't bear to part with Chen Shisan.
They can't bear to treat the other person like a trinket, something to be played with whenever they want.
He valued Chen Shisan, but he never expected that his son wouldn't even let him touch his bird.
Chen Laoda couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He looked at Mo Li, a dark and ambiguous look flashing in his eyes. "You and your godfather can do this deal together."
If a dog is too fierce and cannot be tamed, the only option is to kill it before it bites someone.
Boss Chen rarely handles transactions personally anymore, but this transaction involves a large sum of money, and he doesn't trust his subordinates to do it, nor does the other party.
The transaction took place overseas. Boss Chen made thorough preparations for this transaction, not only equipping his men with the latest weapons but also hiring foreign mercenaries for protection.
But an accident still happened.
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