Report to the lady! The young masters are madly infatuated with a village girl

Chapter 243 Watcher

The four of them exchanged glances.

Mo Junli walked up to her and looked down at her: "Do you know what this means?"

His voice was soft, yet it carried an irresistible force. “Once we get involved, we’ll never let go.”

Yang Xining swallowed his saliva.

Of course she understood - these four men had waited for her for five, ten years, and now that they knew she was pregnant, they were still willing to accept her.

This friendship, this persistence...

"I know." she replied softly.

"Very good." Mo Junli spoke first. "Leave the identity issue to me. The Mo family has some influence in the political world and can arrange perfect birth certificates and household registration for the children."

Lu Xinghan then said, "I will be responsible for the security system. I will arrange the most advanced protection measures in the villa area and provide a team of private bodyguards on call 24 hours a day."

Yan Tian pondered for a moment. "The military is currently developing a new biometric identification system that can instantly detect the approach of non-human life forms. I'll try to get one here."

Qi Lin gave a creepy smile: "Then I will be responsible for... the cleanup. Any boa constrictor that approaches the children will disappear without a trace."

Yang Xining watched the four people display their magical powers, feeling both moved and worried: "You must be careful, the Anaconda tribe is not something ordinary humans can deal with."

"Brother, don't underestimate us." Lu Xinghan patted his chest confidently, "We haven't been here for nothing these past five years."

Mo Junli pushed his glasses and said, "Speaking of this, there is something you should know. After you left five years ago, the four of us formed a special organization - 'Watchmen'."

“Watchmen?”

"A secret organization specializing in investigating supernatural events." Yan Tian explained, "We have been tracking various abnormal phenomena, including... looking for your whereabouts."

Qi Lin added: "So we have some experience in dealing with non-humans."

Yang Xining opened his eyes wide in surprise: "You... have been looking for me?"

"Of course." Mo Junli's voice was rarely warm. "Do you think we will give up so easily?"

The atmosphere in the study suddenly became subtle.

Yang Xining's face flushed. "I, I remember now. Qingyan Qinglan is very particular about her bed and might not be able to sleep. I'll go check on her first."

The four of them looked at her fleeing in a panic, and a hint of determination flashed in their eyes.

Yang Xining stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the dazzling night view of City A.

Mo Junli's apartment is located at the highest point in the city, overlooking the entire central business district.

She visited this area five years ago when it was still under construction.

“What are you thinking about?”

Mo Junli's voice came from behind, accompanied by the faint aroma of Longjing tea.

He handed over a cup of tea, his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses unfathomable.

"It's changed so much." Yang Xining took the teacup, and when his fingertips accidentally touched his hand, he immediately retracted it as if he had been electrocuted. "I remember this used to be an old town."

Mo Junli stood beside her, the two of them so close that they could feel each other's body temperature. "The municipal government has launched a reconstruction plan. Lu Xinghan invested 3 billion, and I am responsible for the overall planning."

"Why did Xinghan choose to invest in City A?"

"Back in the capital, he was restricted by Uncle Lu in every way, so he came here to work with me."

"So you guys had a pleasant cooperation, right?" She sipped her tea, trying to hide her nervousness.

"Only on the surface." Mo Junli snorted. "That guy always contradicts me at every board meeting."

Yang Xining couldn't help but smile.

Some things really haven't changed - Lu Xinghan and Mo Junli have been bickering lovers since childhood.

"elder brother."

Mo Junli suddenly turned to her and said in a low voice: "Why did you come to me first?"

The teacup swayed slightly in her hand.

She should have expected this question.

“Because…” She took a deep breath, “I knew you would be the calmest one.”

"Calm down?" Mo Junli suddenly laughed, and that smile was creepy. "Do you know how I got through the past five years?"

He grabbed her wrist with such force that it almost broke her bones. "Every month I go to Uncle Yang's place and sit in the backyard of the martial arts gym, looking at the place where we practiced as children. I told myself, if you don't come back, I'm going to buy it and tear it down brick by brick."

Yang Xining looked at him in shock.

This was not the Mo Junli she knew—the boy who was always rational and restrained.

"Ali..."

"Don't call me that." He let go of my hand, took a step back, and instantly restored his stern mask. "Now you have two children to protect, so our matter can be put on hold. But don't think I'll wait forever."

His next sentence seemed like a warning, but it was actually an oath.

The study door was gently pushed open, and Yang Qingyan walked in, rubbing her eyes: "Mom, I can't sleep."

Yang Xining's expression immediately softened.

She squatted down and said softly, "Are you having a nightmare?"

The little girl shook her head and threw herself into Yang Xining's arms: "I want to listen to Uncle Satan tell ghost stories."

After all, it’s my first time living in the human world...

"Uncle Satan isn't here tonight." Yang Xining stroked her daughter's hair. "Mom will tell you, okay?"

"No!" Qingyan pouted, "I need to listen to ghost stories to fall asleep!"

Mo Junli raised his eyebrows: "Ghost story?"

"It's a story about a love story between a human and a ghost, a date with a ghost, and a ghost under the bed!" Qingyan said naively.

"Qingyan!" Yang Xining couldn't help but hold his forehead, "Sorry, she has loved listening to ghost stories before going to bed since she was a child."

Mo Junli chuckled, "It seems that little Qingyan is braver than your mother. Your mother didn't like horror movies when she was a child." He reached out and touched Qingyan's hair. "How about this, don't you have a projector in your room? Daddy Mo will show you some horror movies later, okay?"

"Really?" The little girl's eyes lit up.

"Really? But you go wait for now. Daddy Mo will be there soon."

"Okay, thank you, Dad Mo."

Qingyan cheered and skipped back to her room.

Yang Xining was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to hide in: "Sorry, her hobby is a bit special."

"I think she's quite interesting." Mo Junli pushed up his glasses. "You like watching horror movies? I remember you never liked those before."

Yang Xining couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Speaking of which," Mo Junli suddenly said seriously, "Who is Satan?"

"An ancient war god from the demonic realm, my father's right-hand man." Yang Xining explained, "For the past five years, he has been training me to control my magic and helping to take care of the children."

“Is he important to you?”

Yang Xining nodded: "Without him, I would have died several times in the demon world."

Mo Junli's eyes grew darker. "So he is... your..."

"It's not what you think!" Yang Xining waved his hands hurriedly. "Satan is more like a strict teacher to me. And demons don't have human emotions."

"Really?" Mo Junli looked at her deeply, and suddenly reached out to touch her cheek: "You have changed."

“Has it changed?”

"It's become more..." He stroked her skin gently with his thumb, "more compelling."

Yang Xining's heart skipped a beat.

Mo Junli rarely says such things, he has always been a man of action.

Just when the atmosphere became ambiguous, the study door was pushed open again and a furry little head poked out.

"Dad Mo, aren't you coming yet?"

Mo Junli withdrew his hand and instantly put on a smile: "Here I come."