The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Mo Shixuan's face blushed with anger. She clenched her fists tightly, not feeling any pain even when her nails were digging into her skin.

On the other hand, Mo Yangyang was utterly pleased by Xie Xize's remark!

That being said, she would be happier if Xie Xize had asked her to leave!

Mo Shixuan was not satisfied yet. Fifth Elder Xie might not know how impressive she was.

She pulled Mo Yangyang's hand with a concerned look and pleaded, "Yangyang, come home with me, we'll go beg mom and dad together. They were just disappointed in you, but they still love you."

Mo Yangyang shook the hand off and snapped, "Piss off, aren't you done yet?"

Mo Yangyang could not care less anymore. Besides, any disguise was useless in front of Xie Xize, whose eyes could easily see through a person's heart.

Mo Shixuan helplessly held her hands. She was trying to say something, yet she was a little hesitant. She bit her lips and looked at Xie Xize pleadingly.

"Fifth Elder, can...can you help me convince Yangyang? I'm really worried about her knowing she's out there alone. What if she stumbles into a bad guy… her life will be ruined..."

Xie Xize glanced at Mo Yangyang as if he could not hear Mo Shixuan's pleas. "Hop inside if you're done cleaning the handle. Don't you feel your eyes burning?"

Mo Shixuan was thunderstruck.

Mo Yangyang swallowed her saliva. She held onto the handkerchief and opened the rear door.

Xie Xize said, "Passenger's seat."

Mo Yangyang shuddered. She quickly wiped the handle of the rear door and said, "I...I just want to clean the handle..."

Mo Yangyang felt like she would die from her fear of Xie Xize. Well, she was dying either way...

But… she was more afraid of Xie Xize than death.

She opened the door and went inside under enormous pressure.

Mo Yangyang sat in the passenger's seat cautiously. She gathered her courage and lifted her gaze slightly to look at Xie Xize, and immediately held her breath with dazzled eyes.

Every time Mo Yangyang saw Xie Xize, she would think how unfair the Heavens were for treating Xie Xize with so much care.

The well-groomed man sat upright in the driver's seat. The sunlight was sprinkling on him. The faint glow made him look like an inviolable deity.

The buttons were done to the very top of the shirt. A pair of glasses with golden frames were on his tall nose; below them were a pair of thin lips, and a chin with an elegant curve.

Refined, clean, noble; his appearance was flawless.

Xie Xize lowered his gaze, staring at Mo Yangyang. There was no extra emotion on his face. His eyes were calm. He had an elegant bearing, like the aura of the majestic moon, which retained its brilliance throughout the seasons.

He was like the furthest cloud in the sky; sacred, distant, and free from desires...

However, Mo Yangyang knew the scarier the man was, the more perfect he seemed.

"You haven't improved. You're still the same after a year."

The man's voice was cold, like the valley of ice under the bright sun in winter.

Well-lit, but cold.

Mo Yangyang was extremely brave a second ago, but she turned into a coward following it. "Yes, yes, I was too excited to see Fifth Elder."

Xie Xize put on a faint smile, "Very well!"

His smile was gentle, like the first sunlight of a cleared sky.

The extreme of being free from desires was having no desires, and the extreme of gentleness was having no mercy.

Mo Yangyang knew how merciless the man was.

And yet, her heart still skipped a beat when the man looked at her so gently and talked to her in a pampering tone.

She had always been curious why there was such a gentle yet merciless man in the world!

He could be very kind to someone, but he could be very harsh to others...