Preparing to Leave

"It's strange, how many days has it been since Mo Xuan last showed up?"

One of the seniors looked around. Mo Xuan hadn’t been seen in the research group for several days now.

"He’s not even at the school library. Normally, even if he skips the group, he’d still go to the library or the computer lab, right?" the senior wondered aloud. "There’s a new project coming up. Isn’t he going to participate?"

"Probably not," the advisor replied without looking up from the documents in his hands. "He’s already started working at Rongxing. Before that, he was busy with his thesis. Rongxing informed me that there’s a program he might need to be involved in. Plus, it seems like he’s about to go abroad."

"Go abroad?"

"Yeah, I heard it’s with the second daughter of the Luo family, Luo Muqi."

The other seniors couldn’t help but sigh in envy. Being handsome sure has its perks. At Capital University, it was practically common knowledge that Luo Muqi was head over heels for Mo Xuan. She would come by every day, even if he was just at the library, and she’d happily stay by his side.

Such a mundane activity, yet she never seemed to tire of it.

"But I heard that the eldest daughter of the Luo family is also going abroad," one of the seniors said skeptically. "My family is in business and has some dealings with the Luo Corporation. My dad heard from one of their employees that Luo Shiya is also planning to go abroad."

"Maybe it’s just a business trip, or she’s accompanying her younger sister?"

"I heard Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi are very close. Who knows?"

The advisor couldn’t take it anymore and finally spoke up, "Focus on your own work! Anyone listening in would think this is a marketplace, not a research group!"

Deep down, the advisor felt a pang of regret. Mo Xuan was truly a talented individual. He had even considered subtly warning Mo Xuan not to invest too much emotionally in Luo Muqi.

Affairs involving wealthy families were always unpredictable. Today, you might be their treasure, but tomorrow, you could be cast aside without a second thought.

The advisor had seen it happen too many times. Mo Xuan’s unreliable family background aside, he was practically alone now, with his only grandmother having passed away.

"Ah, what a tough life he’s had," the advisor sighed. "Let’s just hope Luo Muqi’s feelings for him are genuine."

Just as he finished speaking, the door opened, and Mo Xuan walked in slowly. After exchanging a few words with the advisor, he handed over a USB drive.

"Leaving so soon?"

The advisor was a bit surprised as Mo Xuan handed him his thesis. Mo Xuan, with a look of exhaustion and resignation in his eyes, replied, "Yeah, I’m just waiting on the final visa. It should be approved soon. I’m not sure when I’ll have time to come back, so I wanted to give you the thesis now."

The advisor looked at him, hesitating to say something, when he noticed Luo Muqi standing outside the half-open door, playing with her phone while occasionally glancing inside at Mo Xuan.

Sighing, the advisor smiled and said, "I wish you happiness, Mo Xuan."

Mo Xuan smiled back, hugged his advisor, and then turned to leave. As soon as he stepped outside, Luo Muqi grabbed his arm.

The girl’s eyes were filled with genuine affection, not a trace of pretense. The advisor shook his head, thinking maybe his worries were unfounded.

"Why didn’t you wait in the car? It wouldn’t have taken long," Mo Xuan said, looking at Luo Muqi, who was clinging tightly to him. "By the way, what about the luggage…"

"Don’t worry, Brother. Uncle Zheng will take care of it for us," Luo Muqi said with a smile. "I can’t bear to be away from you for even a second…"

Mo Xuan chuckled wryly. Ever since the incident in the secret room, the two sisters had stopped hiding their obsessive and possessive tendencies. Mo Xuan had barely managed to step out this time, and Luo Muqi had insisted on sticking to him like glue.

"You don’t have to follow me everywhere, I…"

Mo Xuan started to say, but then he noticed Luo Muqi’s expression suddenly shift.

"Of course, it’s better if you come along," Mo Xuan quickly corrected himself with a sigh. "Let’s go. Shiya and the kids are waiting for us."

"Okay!" Luo Muqi’s eyes softened back to their usual warmth. "Brother, can you make sweet and sour ribs for dinner tonight?"

Over the past few days, Mo Xuan had come to understand the state of Luo Muqi and Luo Shiya. As Shangguan Meng had said, their feelings had become distorted after his memory loss.

In the end, it all came back to him.

Mo Xuan hadn’t gone back to the professor to recover his memories. Luo Shiya had told him it wasn’t necessary, and he didn’t ask why. If she didn’t want him to go, then he wouldn’t.

Of course, he didn’t know that Luo Shiya simply didn’t want him to see Shangguan Meng again. Even though she knew Shangguan Meng was different from Su Yanran, she still didn’t want him to meet her.

When Mo Xuan had asked about it, Luo Shiya had been honest with him—well, except for the part about Shangguan Meng.

"Because it’s not necessary anymore," Luo Shiya had said with a smile. "Even without your memories, you’re still you…"

Maybe one day, he’d remember. But for now, he had stopped worrying about whether his memories would return.

Besides, Mo Xuan had other things on his mind.

Like now, when he saw Luo Shiya and Sister Hui waiting by his car in the parking lot, he wasn’t even surprised.

"Xiao Xuan, are you done?" Luo Shiya asked with a smile. "We couldn’t wait at home, so we came to pick you up."

Mo Xuan couldn’t help but laugh. In the past, they had at least tried to restrain themselves, but now it seemed they couldn’t stand to be apart from him.

The past few days, their daughters had been complaining nonstop about how their mom and aunt were hogging their dad. But with just one look from the sisters, the poor little girls would only dare to sniffle quietly, not daring to say another word.

The most infuriating part was that Luo Shiya didn’t even bother pretending anymore. She would straight-up tell the girls, "You need to behave. You’re the fruits of our love with your dad."

"We can always have more fruits, but there’s only one love."

Mo Xuan wanted to say something, but in the end, he could only shake his head helplessly and comfort his daughters later. After all, their mother was utterly unreliable.

What frustrated Mo Xuan the most was finally figuring out how the sisters always managed to find him. Just yesterday, he had noticed an app on Luo Shiya’s phone.

That’s when he realized that Luo Shiya had installed a tracking system on his phone, complete with a listening function.

Surprisingly, Mo Xuan wasn’t even angry. In fact, after seeing that room filled with photos of himself, he almost expected something like this. If they *hadn’t* done it, he might have been more shocked!

"So, what else are you hiding from me?" Mo Xuan couldn’t help but ask after getting into the car. "I feel like there’s still something you’re not telling me."

"How could that be, Brother?" Luo Muqi said innocently. "You’ve seen Sister’s reports, and you know about the medicine and incense we’ve been giving you, right?"

Luo Shiya didn’t say anything, but she nodded earnestly.

Mo Xuan still felt like something was off. The sisters were just too cunning, and he was completely out of his depth. But after thinking about it, he decided to let it go.

Just like he had once told Su Yanran, Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi would never betray him or harm him.

Well, aside from the occasional drugging and certain activities that left him with an achy back and legs…

As for Sister Hui, who was sitting in the front seat driving, she couldn’t help but twitch her lips at their conversation. They were already being so open about everything—why were the two young ladies still pretending?

Why not just tell Mo Xuan about the surprise they had prepared for him?

But then again, she was part of the Luo family. It was Mo Xuan who would have to deal with the consequences, so why should she worry?

Glancing at Mo Xuan through the rearview mirror, Sister Hui sighed inwardly. Did he really think he knew everything, Mr. Mo?

No, you better believe they always have a new surprise waiting for you!