Chapter 38 – Sweetheart from the Sky: The Gentle CEO’s Sweet Kiss (38)
After diagnosis, it was confirmed that He Yuchi had suffered three broken ribs, internal injuries, muscle strains, and a concussion. The fact that he had still managed to engage in a life-or-death struggle with the gang leader left even the attending doctor in awe.
However, the aftermath of his heroism soon became apparent. Wrapped in layers of bandages, He Yuchi lay on the hospital bed receiving IV fluids.
Now that his tense nerves had relaxed, pain spread through every inch of his body.
Seeing this, Bai Mo was heartbroken, wishing he could turn back time and scratch those villains a few more times—he had gone too easy on them.
Bai Mo handed over the folder he had taken from Ji Jian to the police.
Upon investigation, it was revealed that this case was far worse than just unethical business competition—it even connected to the recent kidnapping and trafficking case involving Bai Mo and He Yuning.
As the police followed the trail, they uncovered numerous instances where Ji Jian had ruthlessly targeted those he disliked, including his involvement in human trafficking.
Meanwhile, the once-pitiful Bai family couple, who had been rescued covered in wounds, were no longer deserving of sympathy. Their crimes were undeniable in the face of solid evidence.
The fleeing Madam Dan and Dan Xiaowen were soon found and extradited back to the country. Madam Dan was charged with assault and theft, while Dan Xiaowen faced charges of kidnapping and intentional harm. Neither mother nor daughter could escape justice.
With this, the dramatic saga came to an end. As Xiao Bobao the system’s notification of a 100% completion rate, it grinned from ear to ear in excitement.
The main mission, “Redeeming the Black Moonlight,” and the hidden side mission, “Uncover the Hidden Truth,” were both fully completed.
As a reward, the heavens granted Xiao Bobao its energy in advance. The once-impoverished system suddenly experienced overnight wealth, hugging Bai Mo and spinning him around in three full circles.
“Mo Mo, we have energy now! We’ll never have to worry about not being able to afford items from the system store again!” Xiao Bobao rejoiced, still shaken when thinking back to the time they first arrived in this world. If not for Mo Mo’s luck and strength, they might not have made it out alive.
“Then let’s get a recovery potion first,” Bai Mo said, looking at his bedridden boyfriend with a heavy heart. Though He Yuchi claimed it didn’t hurt, how could such injuries not be painful? His face was pale, and every word he spoke was just to comfort Bai Mo.
“If he recovers too quickly, it will raise suspicions. Mo Mo, you can mix the potion into his water and have him drink a little every day to speed up the healing process.”
The energy bestowed by the Heavenly Dao was far greater than Xiao Bobao had imagined. Upon Bai Mo’s request, it didn’t hesitate to redeem the best recovery potion available in the system store—one that was still within the limits of human endurance.
He Yuchi and Old Master Dan were staying in the same hospital.
As Bai Mo and He Yuchi’s relationship deepened, Bai Mo also didn’t forget the elderly man who had suffered on his behalf.
Taking care of one person was care, and taking care of two was the same. With the recovery potion in hand, both He Yuchi and Old Master Dan healed rapidly.
Their attending doctor clicked his tongue in amazement, but more than anything, he was pleased with their progress.
The events involving the Dan and He families had caused a major social uproar. But for the people directly involved, it was a case of “good fortune brings a happy spirit.”
By the time Ji Jian, the Bai couple, and Madam Dan were sentenced, He Yuchi and Old Master Dan were also given permission to be discharged from the hospital.
After escorting Old Master Dan home, Bai Mo made a special trip to witness Ji Jian and the others’ sentencing. When the verdict was announced and Dan Xiaowen broke down in tears, covering her face in despair, Bai Mo felt a weight lift from his body.
The lingering resentment in his memories dissipated. From now on, these people would have no connection to him, nor would they have any power over his emotions.
“Mo Mo, we can stay in this world for another thirty years. What do you plan to do next?” Xiao Bobao asked, breathing in the fresh air, its eyes shining with excitement.
As they stepped out of the courthouse, the sky overhead was a clear and brilliant blue. Bai Mo smiled slightly and asked in return, “Xiao Bobao, what do you think it feels like to have a husband?”
Not far away, a man as gentle as jade leaned against a sleek black car. The moment he spotted Bai Mo, his face lit up with joy, his gaze unwavering.
Bai Mo dashed down the long staircase and leaped into the man’s embrace, his smile radiant.
Xiao Bobao, watching the two overflowing with love, silently glanced at the red thread knot it had tied in secret. I hope you find each other again in your next lives too.
With everything settled, it was time to start planning He Yuchi and Bai Mo’s wedding.
Though Old Master Dan was deeply grateful to He Yuchi for rescuing Bai Mo, he grew increasingly reluctant to part with his son as their bond deepened.
At first, he delayed the wedding by saying Mo Mo had just graduated and was still too young. A couple of years later, he postponed it again, this time using the excuse that Dan Sihe, as the eldest, should marry first.
Bai Mo didn’t mind at all. His relationship with He Yuchi continued to grow steadily.
Mother He adored him, Ning Ning was close to him, and the Dan family pampered him. He thoroughly enjoyed and cherished this feeling of being surrounded by loving family.
Among everyone, the most frustrated and aggrieved were He Yuchi—and later, Dan Sihe—because he was now being pressured into marriage. Everyone was eager to introduce him to potential matches, and the most enthusiastic matchmaker of all was none other than He Yuchi.
“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. I won’t play along—what are you going to do about it?” Dan Sihe sneered at He Yuchi as usual. Trying to steal my little brother? Not so fast.
He Yuchi smiled gently. “I can wait, but the old man seems to be in quite a hurry.”
In his quest to secure his official title as Bai Mo’s husband, He Yuchi frequently visited Old Master Dan, casually mentioning things like, “Did you hear? Director So-and-So’s grandson ranked first in his exams,” or “Today, his parents are attending their grandson’s full moon celebration.” This successfully stirred up Old Master Dan’s longing for a grandchild.
As people grow older, they tend to yearn for the warmth of children and grandchildren. Now that his youngest son had returned, having a grandson would make everything perfect.
Since Mo Mo and He Yuchi were deeply in love, there was no hope of expecting a child from them. But wasn’t there still a perfectly eligible single eldest son?
Thus, Dan Sihe’s tragic days began. Every few days, he found himself at a matchmaking banquet—if he wasn’t on a date, he was on his way to one.
Finally, after two years of relentless efforts from Old Master Dan, Dan Sihe found a girl who touched his heart. They tied the knot and stepped into the blissful halls of marriage.
Life was good, and everyone was happy. But no one was happier than He Yuchi—because at last, his and Bai Mo’s names could finally be printed side by side in the little red book.
He personally took care of every detail—choosing an auspicious date, taking photos, completing paperwork—handling everything, big and small. When he finally held the freshly issued red marriage certificate embossed with the golden words Marriage Certificate, he couldn’t stop grinning like a fool.
“Mo Mo.” He Yuchi held Bai Mo’s hand, calling his name with deep affection.
“I’m here.”
“Mo Mo.”
“I’m here.”
“Mo Mo.”
“…What?!”
Seriously, is he ever going to stop? Bai Mo was getting annoyed. He kept calling his name without actually saying anything, just grinning like an idi*t. How can getting a marriage certificate make someone this dumb?
Shaking off He Yuchi’s hand, Bai Mo strode ahead, refusing to acknowledge that this silly man was the life partner he had personally chosen.
“Mo Mo, we’re married now. This is great. From now on, I’m yours…” He Yuchi wrapped his arms around Bai Mo from behind, his deep, gentle voice murmuring words of love.
“Hmph~” Bai Mo huffed in a tsundere manner, but the corners of his lips betrayed him, curling upward. His fingers intertwined with He Yuchi’s.
I’m yours too, you big fool who always worries too much.