[Double Identity, Scheming Bodyguard VS Pure and Aloof Heiress]
Bai Mo grew up scraping by under the most powerful drug lord in Southeast Asia. For years, the organization carefully molded him into its sharpest weapon.
He had no feelings and no idea how to love. His world was utterly dark.
His older brother had made a mistake and become a useless pawn.
So Bai Mo took on a new identity: bodyguard Mo Bai.
For years, he crawled through this foul environment like an ant, unable to see even a glimmer of light. Then Lin Qiqi gently stirred ripples in his heart, which had long been still as stagnant water.
Lin Qiqi narrowed her eyes. “Mo Bai, your name is so unusual. Ink is black, so why are you called Bai, which means white?”
“Because you’re the one and only streak of white in my dark life.”
On the edge of a cliff on a small island in Southeast Asia, Lin Qiqi stood in a white dress, tears streaming down her face, looking as if she might jump at any moment. She shouted until her voice was hoarse.
“Who are you, really? Bodyguard Mo Bai, or young master Bai Mo? Answer me!”
Mo Bai’s eyes were bloodshot. He clutched the wound on his chest, blood streaming between his fingers. His steps faltered, his eyes wide with panic.
“Qiqi, sweetheart, come here to me. It’s dangerous there. Please!” Then Mo Bai lowered his head, bent his knees, and dropped heavily to the ground.
In a Buddhist temple in Southeast Asia, Mo Bai knelt for three days and three nights. He had never believed in Buddha, but now he prayed that the gods would hear him, all for the person he loved most in this life.
