What Do You Want to Do, Mr. Xu

The night was deep and quiet.

Perhaps after venting, exhaustion took over.

Xu Shi fell into a deep sleep, lying on Xu Mo.

Xu Mo's clothes were soaked in one area.

Kids, don’t get the wrong idea.

It was all tears.

Though they had dried by now,

they still felt sticky.

"In this lifetime, I won’t let you suffer anymore. Everything began with me, and I’ll be the one to end it."

Xu Mo’s eyes gleamed with a chilling coldness.

Xu Shi had not only shared her past life experiences but also those of the other female leads.

In truth, they had always loved him.

It was just that Xu Mo hadn’t paid attention back then.

People don’t change their beliefs overnight.

There’s always a reason behind everything.

Xu Shi reminded him of their childhood.

Xu Mo thought for a moment, then chuckled softly to himself.

He had wanted to tease the female leads before the story even began.

But it turned out to be both his success and his downfall.

From the moment he started flirting with them, his character had already begun to crumble.

"Damn it!!! Stupid system, why didn’t you warn me earlier? All that effort wasted, and it amounted to nothing. This is so messed up."

After venting in his mind,

Xu Mo sat up gently, careful not to disturb Xu Shi.

Tonight, apart from these shocking revelations,

there was an even bigger bombshell.

Xu Shi wasn’t actually his biological sister!

Xu Mo had always thought he was the adopted one.

But it turned out to be the opposite!

On top of that,

there was also the revelation of Xu Shi’s feelings for him.

After hearing her confession,

Xu Mo realized he was the fool all along.

His mind was buzzing,

still processing all the information.

"Tsk—damn it, little Xu Mo, can’t you behave? Even if there’s no blood relation, she’s still your sister in your heart!"

Due to some uncontrollable factors,

little Xu Mo was getting restless.

This wasn’t something Xu Mo could control.

Xu Shi’s assets ranked first among the female leads.

The only one who could rival her was Zhang Naixi.

After being pressed against her for so long,

even a saint would falter.

Luckily, he didn’t wake her up.

After calming down,

Xu Mo carried her back to her room.

If their parents found out, he’d be thrown into the trash.

This wasn’t something to mess around with.

After finishing all this,

Xu Mo returned to his room,

lost in thought.

He stayed awake the entire night.

The next morning,

Xu Mo felt an unprecedented surge of energy.

He had never been so eager to take someone down.

"Let me think about where the Crooked-Mouth Dragon King might show up next."

"Ma Family’s villa, his private villa, or the Li Family’s villa, where Li Caijun, one of the top three fighters of the Dragon King Hall, resides. This recent scandal was probably orchestrated by the Li Family. What’s given must be returned. It’s only fair."

"What’s mine, I’ll take back."

Xu Mo arrived early at the Xu Corporation.

His secretary, Jiang Jiajia, was stunned.

Today, Xu Mo had arrived earlier than her, which was unusual.

She wasn’t late, but the boss arriving before the employee was a bit awkward.

"Good morning, Mr. Xu… Have you eaten yet?"

"I’m not hungry. If you haven’t had breakfast, I can have someone bring it for you."

"Ahaha… no, no, that’s too kind. I… I’ve already eaten."

"That’s good. Jiajia, help me look into the businesses under the Ma Family and Li Family in Magic City."

"Those second-rate families?"

"Exactly!"

"What are you planning, Mr. Xu?"

Jiang Jiajia blinked her big, watery eyes. She felt that Xu Mo was different today, more manly somehow!

Xu Mo smiled. At this moment, he had grown a lot.

Not in appearance, but in his heart.

People grow after experiencing certain things and seeing certain truths.

If you don’t grow, then the you from three years ago and the you now are no different.

Material things can improve,

but if your inner self remains the same,

that’s stagnation.

Xu Mo used to treat this world as fake,

like an amusement park.

He limited himself, not wanting to live his life fully,

thinking he’d leave when the time came.

So he drifted along,

never getting too close to others.

Even if he knew they weren’t real,

even if he knew this world wasn’t real.

If it’s not real, why hurt others?

But is that even possible?

"Jiajia, what do you think I’m planning?"

Xu Mo asked with a smile.

Jiang Jiajia tilted her head, looking at Xu Mo, then down at herself.

After a while,

she couldn’t figure it out.

So she shook her head honestly and said,

"Sorry, Mr. Xu, I don’t know."

Xu Mo gave her a gentle smile, not hiding anything.

"What if I said I want to bankrupt them, crush their family’s power completely? What would you think?"

Jiang Jiajia was stunned, her mouth hanging open in shock.

Xu Mo was usually arrogant and domineering,

but he always left some room for others.

Even when he crushed someone,

he never completely destroyed them.

Jiang Jiajia admired this about him.

She loved everything about Xu Mo—

the good and the bad.

Now, hearing Xu Mo talk about total annihilation,

she was only momentarily surprised before quickly responding,

"No problem, Mr. Xu! Whether you want to bankrupt one family or take on the four great families, I’ll stand by you… all the way to the end!

No matter where, no matter when,

no matter what others think of us.

Even if we’re against the whole world, I’ll fight by your side!"

Xu Mo was also taken aback.

When people grow,

they start to see beauty everywhere.

It transcends time and space,

beyond everything in this world.

The love between men and women is part of it,

but it goes beyond that.

It surpasses romantic love,

surpasses the love between friends and family.

This kind of beauty

only awakens when the heart is struck by a powerful force.

Instinctively, Xu Mo pulled Jiang Jiajia, his loyal and hardworking secretary, into his arms.

At first, Jiang Jiajia was like a startled little rabbit.

But when her eyes met Xu Mo’s clear gaze,

her nervousness and shyness subsided.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to be close to Xu Mo.

She had dreamed of it, day and night.

But there were too many restrictions.

Yet, at this moment,

they could at least hold each other.

"Mr. Xu… I…"

"Shh… be quiet. Don’t dwell on the past, don’t dream of the future. Only the present is real…"

Xu Mo’s words seemed to carry a magical power.

Thump, thump.

The chemistry between them,

the feeling,

the atmosphere,

even the sound of their heartbeats could be heard.

Jiang Jiajia had always felt safe in Xu Mo’s arms,

but now, with his newfound maturity,

that sense of security was even stronger.

It was an indescribable feeling,

something that could only be felt, not explained.

Time passed, minute by minute.

About half an hour later,

Jiang Jiajia’s breathing became steady.

She had fallen asleep without realizing it.

Xu Mo didn’t disturb her or wake her.

He just watched her quietly,

feeling the warmth and fragrance of the beauty in his arms.

Xu Mo began to think again,

lost in thought as he looked at Jiang Jiajia.

He gently picked her up and placed her on the wide sofa,

careful not to wake her.

Then he draped a blanket over her

before walking to the large floor-to-ceiling window,

gazing at the busy streets below, the cars, and the bustling crowd.

"Is this fake? Is this real?

Was the Blue Star I came from real? Or is this world the real one?

Maybe the Blue Star in my memory is just a fantasy,

a place I imagined living in?"

Haha... No... Not really, or perhaps it's all just imagery, as far as my inner self is concerned, it's all just imagery.

It's my fate, my fortune, and the karmic ties I've brought upon myself in this lifetime.

The people who appear around me are all here because of fate, because of karma, because of various reasons.

So, if that's the case..."

Xu Mo paused, his gaze focused as he looked downward.

He muttered to himself,

"If that's the case, then I should live my life even better, hahaha...

Looking back, I’ve really wasted so much time.

There were too many things I didn’t dare to do, always afraid of this, always afraid of that.

In the end, I ended up with nothing. Even if I were to return to Blue Star, the suffering of those I care about and those who care about me in this world...

It would all make me feel terrible!

Even if it’s just watching a movie, even if it’s fake, at the very least, I should do the right things at the right time.

That way, I can live up to myself.

Not to mention living up to my parents, those who love me, and those I love!"

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