While Millions Looked Down, He Waited for One Person to Look Up

The atmosphere was very awkward.

At least, in all the Crown Prince’s past years, he had never experienced
anything so embarrassing.

Pinching his nose, he stood there awkwardly, unsure whether to get in the water
or not.

The way he looked at Mo Li was quite complex, as if he were some sort of
lecherous ruffian.

And he really did look like one.

Only the little mermaid, like a pure little fool, had no idea what had just
happened. Because the energy in the water made him feel very comfortable, he was
happily swimming circles around Mo Li.

Finally, the nosebleed stopped.

But Wen Zhaoyan no longer had the courage to get in the water.

He was afraid that the next time he looked down, it would be somewhere else.

After discovering his nosebleed, he realized his self-control might not be as
good as he had imagined.

He said to Mo Li, “I just remembered something I need to do. I’ll come back
another time.”

Then he hurriedly turned and left.

The moonlight stretched his shadow long, as if fleeing in panic.

Mo Bai watched the man disappear from sight, then looked down at himself.

He just didn’t get it.

Was there something he had that Wen Zhaoyan didn’t?

He was lean and slender, without even abs.

Why had he gotten a nosebleed?

Wen Zhaoyan definitely wasn’t okay!

After Wen Zhaoyan left, Xixi was happy. Without the pressure, he invited Mo Bai
to play in the water with him.

Mo Bai asked him, “Why are you so afraid of Wen Zhaoyan?”

Xixi said seriously, “He’s very fierce.”

Mo Bai said, “Has he ever scolded you?”

Xixi shook his head, thought carefully about his words, and said, “Just… very
fierce.”

He pointed to his head, his little expression very serious. “Especially, very
violent.”

Mo Bai understood.

The reason mermaids didn’t like Wen Zhaoyan might be because his mental energy
was too strong, and mermaids had particularly keen perception.

The storm in Wen Zhaoyan’s consciousness sea looked very fierce and terrifying
to mermaids, so they all stayed far away. No mermaid wanted to get close to him.

The little mermaid looked at Mr. Mo and added quietly, “The monster uncle too.”

It seemed his little uncle’s mental energy was also very strong.

If so, he should have his little uncle come soak too.

This pool of his, with its increasingly pure wishing well water, would just sit
there otherwise. One more person wouldn’t hurt.

The next day.

To help the little mermaid metabolize the bad energy from his body as quickly as
possible, Mo Bai told him he needed to soak for seven days straight.

Xixi said okay, but when he saw Mo Li wouldn’t be with him, he was a bit
reluctant. He still didn’t want to be alone with Wen Zhaoyan.

Mo Bai said, “You won’t be alone with Wen Zhaoyan. Don’t be scared. I’ll find
someone to keep you company.”

Xixi felt a little better.

He thought Mr. Mo Li would let his owner keep him company.

He obediently went to the pool to wait, chatting with the crucian carp whose
tails had changed color.

A moment later, a tall man walked over from outside. His fox-like eyes held a
hint of irritation, his cold, sharp features looking increasingly dangerous.

Xixi looked closely. It was Li Chaoci.

His breath caught.

Li Chaoci stood by the edge of the pool and saw the little mermaid too.

He turned slightly, revealing little Mo Bai following behind him, and said with
some displeasure, “Xiao Bai, you want your uncle to take a bath here in the
middle of the night?”

Mo Bai looked up, his voice soft. “Is that not okay?”

Li Chaoci looked at his little nephew’s big eyes and listened to his milky
voice. He cursed under his breath, but said, “Of course it’s okay.”

He got into the water with a straight face and immediately paused. He vaguely
felt something different about the pool water, but couldn’t say what.

Mo Bai instructed, “You need to soak for three hours.”

Li Chaoci sighed. What could he do? He spoiled his little nephew.

“Fine,” he narrowed his eyes. “Whatever Xiao Bai says.”

Mo Bai was very satisfied. He looked at the little mermaid. “Xixi, my little
uncle will keep you company. You don’t have to be afraid of Wen Zhaoyan.”

Xixi felt suffocated. He nearly fainted. “I-I-I…”

Wen Zhaoyan alone was fierce enough.

Now there was also the monster uncle.

Xixi’s head spun. He wanted to plead with Mr. Mo, with the little brat, for
help.

But the little brat didn’t sense his fear. Having said his piece, he left.

Inside the estate.

Wen Zhaoyan had changed into his swimsuit. After doing over three hundred
push-ups, he finally suppressed the inexplicable restlessness in his body.

He checked the time.

With his strong mental energy, he could already hear voices outside by the pool.

He knew Mo Li had brought the little mermaid.

The thought that Mo Li might take off his clothes again made his nose tickle.

His body stiffened. Still, he couldn’t help it. He went back down and did
another hundred push-ups.

He stood up and took several deep breaths.

Good. His body was back under control.

By now, there should be no problem, right?

He had lost his chance with Mo Li last night and didn’t want to miss it again.

Well-prepared, Wen Zhaoyan walked outside toward the pool.

From a distance, he saw a figure with its back to him. The little mermaid
huddled in a corner, trembling.

The little mermaid usually loved being around Mo Li. Why was he hiding so far
away tonight?

As he got closer, he heard a lazy voice: “Why are you hiding so far away? Come
here. Do you know how to scrub a back?”

Wen Zhaoyan paused. That voice…

The little mermaid shook his head like a rattle, his voice pitiful. “N-no.”

Then the little mermaid spotted him. Not only did he not seem relieved, but his
body swayed, like a candle flickering in the wind, about to go out at any
moment.

Li Chaoci also sensed someone approaching. He looked back and met Wen Zhaoyan’s
gaze.

His eyes darkened. Xiao Bai hadn’t mentioned Wen Zhaoyan would be here.

Wen Zhaoyan scanned the area but didn’t find Mo Li. His gaze turned cold,
landing on the little mermaid. “Where is he?”

The little mermaid knew he meant Mr. Mo Li.

But Wen Zhaoyan’s cold expression now was several times fiercer than his usual
blank face.

The little mermaid didn’t dare speak.

He didn’t want to be here. He wanted Mr. Mo Li, the little brat, and his owner
to take him home.

Not getting the answer he wanted, Wen Zhaoyan didn’t stay. He turned and strode
away.

Back inside the estate, he took a deep breath, opened his terminal, and sent a
message to Mo Li’s StarBlog.

[Wen Zhaoyan: Busy tonight?]

He was a little worried Mo Li might not reply.

To his surprise, Mo Li replied quickly.

[Mo: No. About to sleep.]

Wen Zhaoyan thought Mo Li might be tired.

He didn’t say anything more. He said ‘good night’ and left it at that.

After Mo Bai rested tonight, maybe he would appear tomorrow?

The little mermaid needed to soak for seven days.

Mo Li was always very protective of his disciple and the little Mo family brat.

With this optimistic outlook, Wen Zhaoyan waited for the third night.

At the pool, it was still just Li Chaoci and the trembling little mermaid.

[Wen Zhaoyan: Not coming tonight?]

[Mo: I went to another planet.]

[Wen Zhaoyan: ?]

[Mo: Mo Xiangtian took me to the trading planet. The one he inherited earlier.]

[Wen Zhaoyan: …]

[Wen Zhaoyan: Okay, have fun.]

[Mo: Will do.]

And that was it.

Wen Zhaoyan looked at their exchange and pressed his lips together.

Had he scared Mo Li again the other night?

Wait.

Mo Xiangtian took Mo Li?

Had Mo Li told the Mo family? Did Mo Xiangtian know Mo Li’s identity?

At the thought, Wen Zhaoyan felt a subtle displeasure.

It meant he might no longer be the only one who could see Mo Li.

But if that was the case, the next morning, Wen Zhaoyan still went to the Mo
family villa.

If Mo Li had told Mo Xiangtian, little Mo Bai probably knew too.

Knowing almost nothing about Mo Li, Wen Zhaoyan planned to get information from
little Mo Bai.

If he could learn Mo Li’s real name, that would be best.

To that end, Wen Zhaoyan brought a gift.

An even more difficult mecha model than last time. The little brat was smart; he
would surely like it.

But when he arrived, the villa’s door was closed.

The guard who stayed behind to watch the house saw Wen Zhaoyan and bowed. “Your
Highness the Crown Prince.”

Wen Zhaoyan held the mecha model. “The little brat isn’t home?”

Normally, if the little brat was home, the door wouldn’t be closed.

The guard said, “The master took the young master and madam to the trading
planet.”

Wen Zhaoyan said, “Just the three of them?”

The guard said, “Yes.”

Wen Zhaoyan pressed his lips. “No one else from the Mo family?”

The guard said, “No. The master doesn’t have much family. And on such a remote
planet as the sanatorium planet, only a few relatives are on the Capital Star.”

Wen Zhaoyan nodded.

He turned back, looking at the mecha model in his hand.

A minute later, he called Mo Xiangtian.

Mo Xiangtian was washing his hands after using the bathroom. Seeing it was Wen
Zhaoyan, he answered.

Mo Xiangtian said, “Your Highness?”

He didn’t know why Wen Zhaoyan was calling.

Wen Zhaoyan’s voice was calm. “You’re on the trading planet?”

Mo Xiangtian said, “Yes, on business.”

Wen Zhaoyan said, “I bought an mecha model, thought I’d give it to the little
brat.”

Mo Xiangtian laughed. “Haha, the little brat isn’t home. He’s with me. I brought
the baby and his mother.”

Mo Xiangtian was a bit smug. Wen Zhaoyan was always buying gifts for the baby.
It made him, the father, look like he never did.

This time Wen Zhaoyan had come for nothing. Mo Xiangtian was quite pleased.

Wen Zhaoyan’s voice remained calm. “Just the three of you? No one else?”

Mo Xiangtian said, “A couple of guards. Are you worried about the baby’s safety?
Don’t worry. You’ve seen these guards. They’re fine.”

Wen Zhaoyan said, “Could I see which ones?”

Mo Xiangtian assumed he was worried about the baby. The last time the baby was
taken, it was by guards. So he cooperated, walked out of the bathroom, and
showed his terminal.

In the distance, Mo Bai and Mrs. Mo sat in chairs waiting for Mo Xiangtian. They
seemed to have just gotten off the ship. Two guards stood dutifully by them.

Mo Xiangtian said, “These are them. Didn’t you check their records?”

Wen Zhaoyan had indeed checked their records. There was nothing wrong.

But Mo Li wasn’t there.

Yet Mo Li had said Mo Xiangtian took him to the trading planet.

Wen Zhaoyan was silent for a moment. He simply said, “Have a good time,” and
hung up.

Mo Xiangtian was happy. He felt he had finally won a round in the battle for the
baby’s attention.

When Mo Xiangtian returned, still grinning, Mo Bai asked, “Good news?”

Mo Xiangtian wouldn’t admit it. Losing face like that would be too embarrassing.
He said vaguely, “Yes. Just heard more money came in.”

Mo Bai nodded and congratulated his father.

Mo Bai had no idea he’d been exposed.

He had indeed come to the trading planet with Mo Xiangtian. Just the three of
them.

After the previous incident, Mr. and Mrs. Mo didn’t want to leave Mo Bai home
alone again. Mo Xiangtian had business on the trading planet. Though he had
taken his son to many doctors before, the baby had been simple then and probably
didn’t remember. Now he wanted to take him out for fun, like a vacation.

Besides, next year Mo Bai would start elementary school. He should have gone to
kindergarten first after recovering, but Mo Xiangtian was worried about a
relapse. So he kept Mo Bai at home to rest. After two months, the baby was
getting healthier. Mo Xiangtian felt more at ease, but he didn’t want to delay
his studies.

The trading planet was different from the sanatorium planet.

The sanatorium planet had good air, was quiet, had few people, and focused on
rest.

But the trading planet was packed with people.

Getting off the ship, Mo Bai saw all sorts of people.

It was his first time leaving the planet, and he was curious about everything.
Luckily, he was only a child. No one felt offended by his staring; instead, they
found him adorable.

Just then, his terminal buzzed.

It was Wen Zhaoyan.

[Wen Zhaoyan: I’ve never been to the trading planet. Is it fun?]

Mo Bai thought of Wen Zhaoyan, who had gone to the front lines young, earned
military merits, only to be exiled to the sanatorium planet for five years due
to mental energy rage. He probably hadn’t seen much of the world. He replied,

[Mo: Not bad. More lively than the sanatorium planet.]

[Wen Zhaoyan: I’ll visit sometime.] [Wen Zhaoyan: Can you recommend any
interesting places?]

Mo Bai didn’t think much of it.

Almost everyone on the trading planet was a merchant. There were countless shops
selling everything.

Mo Xiangtian had been there before and knew it a bit. And since the whole planet
was his, he had studied the map. He introduced things as they walked.

Mo Xiangtian would say something, and Mo Bai would pass it on to Wen Zhaoyan.

[Wen Zhaoyan: You seem familiar with it. You know a lot.]

Mo Bai didn’t take credit. His father had done all the work.

[Mo: Mo Xiangtian told me.]

[Wen Zhaoyan: Is he showing you around?]

[Mo: Yes.]

World’s best dad!

But when Wen Zhaoyan had video-called Mo Xiangtian earlier, he only saw the
little brat, Mrs. Mo, and two guards. No Mo Li.

How was Mo Xiangtian showing Mo Li around?

Was he disguised as a guard?

Not disguising would be impossible. Mo Li’s face was too recognizable, too
famous. If exposed, he would be mobbed. So it was likely he was disguised as a
guard.

But that contradicted Mo Xiangtian’s words. Mo Xiangtian knew Wen Zhaoyan knew
Mo Li. If he had met Mo Li, he would have hinted at it.

But he didn’t.

That meant Mo Xiangtian didn’t know who Mo Li was.

Yet when Mo Li told Wen Zhaoyan about this, he sounded proud that Mo Xiangtian
had taken him. As if Mo Xiangtian had done it just for him.

That didn’t sound like Mo Xiangtian didn’t know Mo Li existed.

Wen Zhaoyan thought and thought. The more he thought, the stranger it seemed.

He didn’t reply. He stared at his terminal.

Mo Li had just said where he was. If Wen Zhaoyan hacked the surveillance there,
he could see exactly who Mo Li was and why his story contradicted Mo
Xiangtian’s.

But that was wrong. If the security bureau caught him, he’d be fined…

His reason told him not to rush, to court slowly, not to scare Mo Li.

Another part of his brain told him he knew nothing about Mo Li. Not his
identity, not where he was, not why he could come and go as he pleased,
disappearing without a trace.

What if one day Mo Li really left? He would have no way to find him.

Because he knew nothing.

‘I just want to understand him a little better,’ Wen Zhaoyan told himself. ‘Just
his identity, where he is, and his real name. Just that would be enough.’

Thinking this, Wen Zhaoyan took a deep breath. He first opened the security
bureau’s account and transferred a large sum of money.

There. He paid the fine. Could he take just one look?

Just… one look.

He accessed the terminal system and hacked into the trading planet’s regional
network.

Mo Bai didn’t think much of it. The trading planet was far from the sanatorium
planet—a day and night by spaceship, and that was with a jump. Without the jump,
it would take three days.

From such a distance, could Wen Zhaoyan come catch him?

Even if he did, Mo Bai could say he’d already left.

He hummed softly and continued following Mo Xiangtian.

Mo Bai was curious. “Is everyone here a merchant?”

Mo Xiangtian patted the baby’s head. “Of course not. This planet also has
indigenous people, though not many. Many people want to immigrate here, but the
conditions are high. It was your great-uncle’s rule.”

Though Mo Xiangtian had inherited the planet, he was still getting familiar with
it. He couldn’t just change its rules.

There were also people specialized responsible for running the planet. He was
already dizzy just looking at the accounts. The trade planet’s accounts were
split into several parts: business taxes, customs taxes, immigration fees,
various shop rents, and mall fees. All big sums.

And there were many other things to handle. Of course, there were people for
that. But since the planet was his, he needed to understand how it ran. Like a
company owner needing to know the production process, or else he wouldn’t notice
if his subordinates schemed.

“Daddy is here for the auction in two days.”

The auction was a semi-annual event for rare or valuable items. The auction’s
takings for the day were terrifyingly high. To avoid drowning in numbers, Mo
Xiangtian wanted to prepare in advance.

Interested, Mo Bai asked, “Where is the auction?”

Mo Xiangtian said, “At the trading planet’s biggest mall.”

Seeing his son’s interest, he headed straight there with his wife.

Mr. and Mrs. Mo’s faces were now famous, so they disguised themselves with
bio-skin capsules. Mo Bai didn’t need to. His face had never been online. No one
would recognize him.

Soon, they reached the largest trading mall. From a distance, they could see the
towering building.

It was tree-shaped, with an extremely thick trunk—estimated to be the size of
several football fields. The branches extending from it looked somewhat fierce
and exaggerated.

Mo Xiangtian pointed to the middle of the trunk. “The auction is right in the
center. The upper three levels are seating. The auction stage is in the middle.
Want to go in?”

Mo Bai nodded. “Yes.”

“Let’s go! Daddy will take you in!”

“Wait.”

Mo Bai raised his terminal and took pictures of the mall. Then he sent them to
Wen Zhaoyan.

[Mo: Looks decent. Worth seeing.]

[Wen Zhaoyan: The universe’s largest mall?]

[Mo: Yes.]

The mall’s name was indeed ‘Universe’s Largest Mall,’ the builder’s ambition
clear. It wanted to be the largest in the universe.

[Wen Zhaoyan: Not bad.] [Wen Zhaoyan: Are you there now?]

As he replied, Wen Zhaoyan hacked the mall’s system and opened its surveillance.

[Mo: Yes. Going in now.]

Seeing the reply, Wen Zhaoyan closed other feeds and opened the mall’s entrance
surveillance.

He saw little Mo Bai between his disguised parents, entering the mall.

Behind them, two guards carefully protected them, occasionally scanning for
danger. Their behavior wasn’t like Mo Li.

Besides the guards, there were only the three Mo family members. Where was Mo
Li?

Wen Zhaoyan’s gaze returned to the guards.

He sent another message: [I’ve seen the outside. What’s it like inside? Could
you take another picture?]

But this time, Mo Li didn’t reply.

Wen Zhaoyan checked the surveillance. They had reached the children’s play area.

It had the universe’s largest slide, where hundreds of children could slide at
once, with safety systems to prevent collisions. The universe’s largest seesaw,
for forty to fifty children, and so on.

“Dad, I get it,” Mo Bai said. “Everything here is the universe’s largest.”

It was a playground with the universe’s largest everything. The universe’s
largest playground.

Mo Xiangtian praised, “Baby, you’re so smart! How did you guess?”

Mo Bai: “…”

It didn’t take guessing.

Mo Xiangtian sent him to the playground. “Baby can go play. Look how happy those
children are.”

Mo Bai refused righteously. “I’m not interested in these things.”

Mo Xiangtian said, “Look at that slide, hundreds of people on it at once! It’s
thrilling! Not something you can experience elsewhere!”

Mo Bai: “…”

Mo Bai said, “I’ll reluctantly try it.”

Smiling, Mo Xiangtian put a protective suit on Mo Bai and sent him in.

An hour later, Mo Bai was still in the playground.

Three hours later, Mo Bai was still there.

Five hours later, Mrs. Mo had returned from shopping, and Mo Bai came out, still
wanting more.

Watching the unresponsive terminal, Wen Zhaoyan sighed softly.

Mrs. Mo asked, “Was it fun, baby?”

Mo Bai yawned. “Boring. Just for little kids. I’m not that childish.”

Mr. and Mrs. Mo couldn’t help laughing. They didn’t call him out. “Of course.
Our Baibai isn’t an ordinary child. He’s a genius.”

Mo Bai became modest. “I’m just okay.”

After playing all day, his small body couldn’t keep up. Soon after Mo Xiangtian
picked him up, Mo Bai fell asleep on his shoulder.

How cute was a baby who claimed not to like playing but played until exhausted?

Mo Xiangtian couldn’t handle it. He had come to prepare for the auction, but
ended up taking his son out for three days straight.

When the auction day arrived, Mo Xiangtian realized he had a mountain of work
waiting.

Back at the auction, he felt something was wrong, though he couldn’t pinpoint
it.

He had a bad feeling the auction might not go perfectly.

He told the auction director and mall manager.

The director smiled. “Don’t worry, boss. Our auctions have run many times
without issue. The only time something was stolen, it was recovered quickly.”

The retrieval had been so brutal that no one dared cause trouble again.

The previous owner had been terrifying.

But this owner?

The manager said, “Boss, don’t worry. Our security system is the most advanced
in the interstellar. If you don’t trust the system, you should trust our
personnel. We have the best equipment, mecha soldiers patrolling, all-around
surveillance, and the hardest-to-crack combination codes. No one can break in.”

Despite their reassurances, Mo Xiangtian was still worried.

He told Mrs. Mo. She said, “If you’re worried, burn some incense. You always say
it works. Burn some and feel better.”

Mo Xiangtian’s eyes lit up. He had forgotten.

He now carried an incense burner everywhere. He was the Wish-Granting God’s most
faithful believer.

He set it up, ignoring the people around him, and began to bow.

The director and manager exchanged glances. The director said, “Boss, this is…”

Mo Xiangtian said seriously, “I’m praying to the god to ensure the auction goes
smoothly without problems.”

He was a bit embarrassed. “This is my first big auction since inheriting the
planet. If something goes wrong, I’d feel I let down my great-uncle.”

The director and manager exchanged another look, their eyes full of disbelief.

They had already thought Mo Xiangtian lacked the previous owner’s toughness. But
superstition too?

No wonder the Mo company had almost gone bankrupt.

This trading planet wouldn’t last long under him.

They wanted to advise him not to be so superstitious, but then they saw little
Mo Bai beside him. People couldn’t help being gentle with children.

So they smiled. “Okay, boss. Whatever makes you happy.”

After burning incense, Mo Xiangtian felt calmer. “I hope nothing happens.”

Mo Bai reached out and took his hand. “Nothing will happen.”

Wanting to tease his son, Mo Xiangtian asked, “How can baby be so sure?”

Mo Bai’s voice was still milky, his tone absolute. “The Wish-Granting God has
already arranged it.”

Mo Xiangtian loved playing this game. Seeing his son’s serious expression, he
couldn’t resist hugging and kissing him.

Mo Bai: “…”

He wiped off the saliva, frowning deeply.

Men really couldn’t be spoiled.

They got worse with it.

Mo Bai’s obvious disgust and Mo Xiangtian’s pride made Mrs. Mo laugh. She took
pictures.

The happy family scene made the manager and director excuse themselves.

Back in their office, the director rolled his eyes. “Look at Mo Xiangtian. How
can he run this planet? Praying to gods? I haven’t seen anyone so stupid in a
hundred years. No wonder he had a simple son.”

The manager shushed him. “Keep it down. The little brat seems cute. Not simple.”

“Cured. But with Mo Xiangtian, how smart can he be? We worked for the previous
owner for years, and he left us nothing. He gave everything to this simpleton. I
just…”

“Forget it. We’ll do as planned.”

The director was hesitant. “If the items aren’t recovered, and Mo Xiangtian
blames us?”

“So what? Can he fire us? We’ve been here since the mall opened. Where can he
find people who know it like we do? If we leave, the mall will fall apart.”

The director saw his point.

The manager added, “And that item… you know how much it’s worth. On the black
market…”

Since the previous owner had died and left the planet to Mo Xiangtian, they had
wanted to separate the mall from the owner. This was the perfect opportunity.
They couldn’t miss it.

As one of the responsible parties, Mo Xiangtian was too busy for the auction. He
had the guards accompany his wife and son, giving them the best seats. He
reluctantly went to work.

Curious about the auction, Mo Bai looked at the process on his terminal.

The auction hall was large, making it hard to see details. For safety, the stage
was far from the seats to prevent theft.

The organizers sent all auction information to guests’ terminals.

One by one, Mo Bai looked through them. The final item was a biological mecha.
From the Uruk Civilization!

Wen Zhaoyan had said the entire Empire had only three.

He sent Wen Zhaoyan a picture.

[Mo: Is this really a biological mecha?]

Knowing Mo Bai was at the auction, Wen Zhaoyan had been paying attention.

At such events, especially with rare items, many would try something. He worried
about the little Mo family brat’s safety, and about Mo Li’s safety.

Some might already be in place, ready to steal the biological mecha.

New to the planet, Mo Xiangtian might not be prepared.

He hesitated, then opened the mall’s surveillance. This time, not to find Mo Li,
but to check the security.

Seeing Mo Li’s picture, he narrowed his eyes. [Yes, it’s a biological mecha.]

[Mo: The last item.] [Wen Zhaoyan: The whole place will go crazy for it.]

Indeed, many already saw the last item. Gasps and shouts filled the air. Their
eyes burned with desire.

[Mo: Do you want it?]

Mo Bai thought of Wen Zhaoyan fighting on the front lines. He must have used
mecha often.

[Wen Zhaoyan: Yes. Everyone would.]

[Mo: Too bad you’re not here. But do you have enough money? I could bid for you.
[Cat smile]]

Wen Zhaoyan’s thin lips curved slightly, a rare smile.

He found that even just chatting with Mo Li made him happy.

The auction began. A hostess with a curvy figure took the stage. She didn’t
waste words, introducing the items.

Everyone looked down at their terminals, listening while examining details.

In the center of the ceiling, an all-around hyper-dimensional surveillance
camera could see everyone.

The camera blinked red, but no one noticed. All were focused on the items.

Through the surveillance, Wen Zhaoyan could only see bowed heads.

He had said he was there for security, not for Mo Li.

But he couldn’t help wanting to see where Mo Li was, to see his beloved.

Not finding him three days ago still bothered him.

He and Mo Li were still chatting.

Mo Li was also looking down. He was among the bowed heads.

Wen Zhaoyan’s heart stirred.

He sent a message.

[Wen Zhaoyan: Mo Li, look up at me.]

With everyone looking down, if one person looked up…

Wen Zhaoyan knew that person would be—

Mo Li.