Gain A Cute Wife By 'Kidnap'

Chapter 397 - Looking at Each Other Through the Window

Dong Shang, standing nearby, felt a bit uneasy. His big brother had been staring at Mr. Mo Ya for several hours.

His real name was Du Yijue, a professional hitman. The name ‘Big Brother' was just a code name, but those around him were accustomed to calling him that.

Dong Shang served as his bodyguard and was also responsible for taking care of Mo Ya.

“I think it's better if I go and assist Mr. Mo Ya! Lately, their group has been causing trouble,” Dong Shang said as he opened the door to leave, but Du Yijue stopped him, “No need, he doesn't want to see anyone connected to me. Your presence would only disgust him.”

Du Yijue's voice was very soft. Why did he say that last part? It sounded as if he was talking to himself.

Dong Shang fell silent and lowered his head.

He probably wanted to speak, but held back, fearing Du Yijue might get upset.

“It's not like you don't know that he despises me.”

Du Yijue turned to look at Dong Shang. His words were filled with bitterness, and sadness was evident in his eyes.

As he turned, it became apparent that his other eye was covered by an eye-patch, unable to hide the light-colored scar beneath it. This wound was not inflicted by Mo Ya, who was nearby.

Despite the scar, Du Yijue remained handsome. Before his injury, he must have been exceptionally good-looking!

Du Yijue mentioned that Mo Ya despises him because of his actions, and Mo Ya's only brother, Mo Wuji, was dying from anxiety. It was also that day he lost his other eye and Mo Ya.

“But it's been five years… Brother, perhaps Mr. Mo Ya doesn't hate you anymore?”

Dong Shang tried to console Du Yijue, urging him not to be so pessimistic.

However, Dong Shang knew the truth. Five years ago, Du Yijue had forcibly taken over Mo Ya's body. Mo Ya already hated him, and in the end, he even killed Mo Ya's little brother.

“No, I understand him.” Because I know him so well, I didn't dare to meet him for the next three years. I was afraid of being hurt by his coldness again.

“Then, should we head back? It's already past one in the morning.” Dong Shang gave up trying to persuade him.

Du Yijue didn't respond immediately. He continued gazing at Mo Ya, and after a long silence, he said, “I'll keep looking at him a bit longer.”

It'll be fine soon. I'm content just being able to see him like this.

Seeing Du Yijue like this, Dong Shang felt a pang in his heart. He wanted to help, but feared his assistance might make things worse.

If only my subordinates were here, we could discuss how to help. Alone, I can't do anything at all.

Dong Shang felt downcast. After closing the car door, he sat there dejectedly, pouting as he pondered his next move.

But no matter what he did, he couldn't leave Du Yijue's side. At this moment, Mo Ya consumed his thoughts and emotions entirely.

At that moment, Mo Ya, standing opposite, suddenly looked over. His eyes met Du Yijue's and his brows furrowed.

Du Yijue's body trembled slightly, but he didn't smile. It was a pale, gentle expression.

But in the next second, a tear slid from the corner of Du Yijue's eye. He couldn't tear his gaze away from Mo Ya.

Unfortunately, Mo Ya couldn't see Du Yijue behind the tinted window. Their eye contact was a coincidence. That realization made Du Yijue cry, knowing Mo Ya wasn't truly looking at him.