Chapter 26 – Sweetheart from the Sky: The Gentle CEO’s Sweet Kiss (26)
Since Bai Mo returned to the Dan family, Madam Dan had finally witnessed the legendary “pampering beyond measure.”
It was one thing for Dan Sihe, the butler, and the household staff to dote on him, but Old Master Dan’s devotion was on another level.
Madam Dan could say without exaggeration that it was akin to the way ancient crown princes were treated. If Bai Mo so much as glanced at something on the television for a few extra seconds, that item would appear in the house the very next day, delivered straight into his hands.
Initially, Bai Mo had intended to stay at the Dan residence for just a few days out of courtesy to his so-called brother before returning to the He family. But now, he found it impossible to leave—his doting father and brother were simply too generous. On top of that, he could also watch the female lead fume in frustration. Not only was Bai Mo thoroughly enjoying himself, but even Xiao Bobao that despised white lotus types felt immensely satisfied.
However, after a few days of living like a pampered emperor, Bai Mo quickly grew restless. As a naturally active and diligent little snow ferret, staying cooped up in one place for too long was simply unbearable. Remembering the bookstore job that Dan Sihe had indefinitely granted him leave from, Bai Mo insisted on returning to work.
Old Master Dan was reluctant, but the person with the most authority—Dan Sihe—spoke up. “If Mo Mo wants to go, let him go.” Then he reassured the old man, “Mo Mo doesn’t like going to the company, and the bookstore belongs to our family anyway. No one can bully him there.”
Only after hearing this did the old master reluctantly agree to let Bai Mo go “suffer through hard labor.”
“If you ever feel wronged outside or if work makes you unhappy, just come home—Daddy will stand up for you,” Old Master Dan said, holding Bai Mo’s hand with deep reluctance.
Bai Mo couldn’t help but marvel—if Old Master Dan had always raised children with such indulgence, then the fact that Dan Sihe hadn’t grown up spoiled was nothing short of a miracle.
What he didn’t know was that after Madam Dan’s passing, the relationship between Dan Sihe and the old master had turned ice-cold. The old man never even had the chance to spoil his child. Later, when a certain white lotus entered the household, all the fatherly love that should have gone to Dan Sihe was instead given to Dan Xiaowen.
Now, with Bai Mo finally out of the house, Dan Xiaowen sent a message to someone on her phone, informing them where they could find him. Watching the teenager’s slender figure disappear into the distance, her lips curled into a mocking smile.
So filial, aren’t you? Let’s see—when the time comes, will you choose your biological father or your adoptive parents?
Unaware that a storm of schemes was approaching, Bai Mo refused Dan Sihe’s offer to drive him and instead hummed a little tune as he took the bus to the bookstore for work.
Standing before the familiar bookstore, the rich scent of aged wood washed over him, stirring something deep within. Mmm~ This smell reminds me of Brother Yuchi. Speaking of which, he hadn’t seen his dear boyfriend for three whole days.
“Ah~ If I pick up the bricks, I can’t hold you. But if I put down the bricks, I can’t protect you. Old Master Dan and Dan Sihe have given the male lead a test—if the company doesn’t hit its target under his leadership within a quarter, they won’t approve your marriage.” Since He Yuchi had mocked Dan Xiaowen, Xiao Bobao had found him increasingly pleasing to the eye.
“Mmm~ That may be true, but Brother Yuchi hasn’t kissed me in three days,” Bai Mo sighed, resting his chin on his hand. “Do you know what that means? I’ve been unhappy for three days. Three days~”
Xiao Bobao system silently put away the book 100 Strategies for Fishing Boys. Perhaps this wasn’t the right one. Wasn’t He Yuchi supposed to be the one feeling anxious and insecure? Why did it seem like Bai Mo was the one being reeled in? Emmm…
“Swish…” The bamboo plaque at the entrance of the “Book Search Assistance” area swayed, making a crisp sound. Bai Mo snapped out of his thoughts and stepped forward to help the customer. But the moment he saw the person’s face, the color drained from his own. Fear surged from the depths of his heart.
It wasn’t just anyone—it was the original host’s vampiric parents.
Bai Mo had inherited the original host’s memories and emotions. He had always thought they were just fragments, insignificant remnants that couldn’t truly affect him. But now, faced with the very source of those buried nightmares, he realized how wrong he was.
He was genuinely afraid.
It was the same feeling as being targeted by a natural predator—numbness sweeping through his body, his mind shutting down, unable to process anything.
Father Bai and Mother Bai, seeing Bai Mo’s refined and polished appearance, were practically gawking. Their adopted son had once cozied up to the eldest young master of the He family and had always given them a generous sum whenever they asked. But this time, the miss who had contacted them said that Bai Mo had been recognized by the Dan family.
The Dan family’s company, huh? Located in the prime district of the city, the land value alone was unimaginable to them.
With their greedy eyes fixed on Bai Mo, they thought: If he had money before, he must have even more now.
This couple only realized after seeing news reports about He Yuning being rescued that the child they had threatened Bai Mo over—and tricked and kidnapped—was actually the young master of the He family.
They had only taken money to do a job, nothing more. How were they supposed to know those people would be so ruthless? Fearing that they might get caught up in the black-clad men’s affairs, the two had been hiding, too scared to show their faces.
It wasn’t until the mastermind behind the kidnapping was arrested, and they heard nothing about themselves being implicated, that the couple finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But the ransom money they had extorted from Bai Mo was long gone—squandered recklessly. Worse still, their obsession with playing the role of wealthy big shots had left them deep in debt. Just as they were growing desperate, someone reached out to them with unexpected news: Bai Mo had made it big—he was now the young master of a rich and powerful family.
At first, they didn’t believe it. But when the person sent them pictures, both of them were green with envy.
The room was furnished with antique vases. The chandeliers were encrusted with diamonds and jewels. His clothes were all custom-made. That little brat from the gutter actually turned his life around?!
Day after day, their jealousy and greed festered as they kept hearing about Bai Mo’s luxurious new life.
That whole incident is over now anyway. Nothing happened to us.
Bai Mo was their adopted son. They had worked so hard to raise him into adulthood—how could he just abandon them now that he had reunited with his biological father? Foster care is greater than birthright, after all. Bai Mo owed them money.
The couple was brimming with confidence. They knew Bai Mo’s temperament well. They had controlled him before, and they could do it again.
As long as they had Bai Mo in their grasp, their days of wealth and luxury were guaranteed. Maybe they could even climb the social ladder and become part of high society themselves.
Rubbing their hands together greedily, they laid out their demands:
“Xiao Mo, you’re doing well now, aren’t you? But you mustn’t forget the parents who worked so hard to raise you. Your mother and I are about to be kicked out by the landlord—surely you wouldn’t just stand by and watch us end up on the streets?”
The boy felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his throat, making it impossible to breathe. The middle-aged couple smiling obsequiously in front of him weren’t his foster parents. They were demons wearing human skin.
“No…” Stay away from me.
Terror filled his face as he staggered backward until he hit the table.
“Not giving us anything?” At his refusal, their expressions instantly darkened.
“You think just because you got taken in by a wealthy family, everything is fine now? The rich care about their reputation. If your biological father found out about all the disgraceful things you’ve done, do you think he’d still spoil you like this and hand you money?”
When coercion failed, Bai’s father switched to threats while Bai’s mother coaxed him instead:
“Xiao Mo, you know how your father is. As long as you behave and give us some money—just enough to keep us fed—we wouldn’t have any reason to go around talking, would we?”
One played the bad cop, the other the good cop—this was their usual routine.
Seeing Bai Mo trapped in the fear of his past, unable to break free, Xiao Bobao grew anxious and shouted,
“Mo Mo, wake up! That’s all in the past! Don’t be afraid!”
It was as if the boy had fallen into some strange illusion. His vision blurred, and voices rang chaotically in his ears—
One moment, it was the Bai couple spewing venomous curses.
The next, it was the obscene words of the lecherous man.
Then, He Yuchi’s cold-hearted rejection.
Then, netizens’ scorn, calling him deserving of his fate.
Then, Dan Sihe’s indifference.
Then, the old master of the Dan family, denying such a disgraceful son.
Then, Dan Xiaowen’s smug laughter.
Then, her and He Yuchi’s grand wedding, celebrated throughout the city—
On one side, the male and female leads were enjoying a romance to be envied.
On the other, he was despised by all, buried in shame.
“No, no, I’m not… It’s not me… It’s not…”
Suddenly, the boy snapped.
He swept everything off the table behind him, sending objects crashing to the ground. He slammed his head against the wall.
The noise was so loud that the Bai couple was scared out of their wits.
Footsteps echoed from outside.
Fearing they would be dragged to the police station for causing a disturbance, the two hastily fled before anyone arrived—though not without a lingering sense of resentment.