Mo Xuan had always considered himself a content person throughout his life. After all, as a child, he was satisfied with simple pleasures like having a chilled watermelon in summer, enjoying a sweet melon, or drinking a cold beverage from the corner store after his morning run.
Although he had forgotten those two years of memories, according to Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi's descriptions of him, he hadn't really changed much.
So whenever he thought about having two wives, Mo Xuan's only thought was — what a predicament, truly what a predicament.
It wasn't that he was being ungrateful for his good fortune; it was just that these sisters had too many tricks up their sleeves every day. He was either being manipulated or on his way to being manipulated.
More importantly, these two mothers of his children were extremely jealous by nature.
When they first moved to the seaside villa, it was Mo Xuan's first time living by the sea, and he naturally found it exciting. Of course, he had nothing to worry about, as the sisters had already arranged for a cleaning company to prepare everything before their arrival, and Sister Hui had sent people to supervise early on.
"Hmm, go ahead, but don't wander too far," Luo Shiya smiled at Mo Xuan. "Oh, and there's a cold drinks shop nearby. I checked, and their ice cream is delicious. Remember to bring some back."
"Alright, I got it. I'll be back soon."
After Mo Xuan left, Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi exchanged glances, then very tacitly took out their tablets and connected their Bluetooth earphones...
Their new home was very close to the beach. While it wasn't exactly a tourist spot, the scenery was truly beautiful and relatively quiet, mostly frequented by local residents for swimming and sunbathing.
Sometimes Mo Xuan felt it was all quite surreal - how he suddenly had two children, and their mothers weren't just from prestigious families but had apparently known him for a long time.
While lost in these thoughts, a blonde, blue-eyed, attractive Western woman approached and greeted him warmly in English.
"Hello, sir, may I ask if you're from Huaxia Country?"
Mo Xuan was stunned for a moment before nodding. The Western girl seemed delighted and continued in broken Mandarin: "I, I'm Alice, I'm majoring in Chinese. I wanted to ask, is my current level okay?"
Mo Xuan found her awkward Mandarin somewhat amusing but could sense her sincerity, so he politely replied, "Yes, just need a bit more practice."
The Western girl seemed very happy to hear this and told him that she was actually dating a student from Huaxia Country and wanted to return there with him. She had been secretly learning Chinese for a long time, hoping to surprise him, but hadn't been confident enough.
"No, you're doing very well," Mo Xuan smiled. "Just take it slowly, and you'll be fine."
The girl thanked Mo Xuan. Throughout their interaction, their conversation was not only normal but also maintained appropriate distance, with Mo Xuan adhering to his principles as a married man by either looking down at the ground or up at the sky.
After the girl left, Mo Xuan walked along the beach for a while longer, and on his way home, he stopped by the cold drinks shop Luo Shiya had mentioned to buy ice cream.
"Brother, you're back?"
As soon as he entered, he was greeted by Luo Muqi, but her voice was not only sarcastic but also seemed like... she was imitating a foreigner speaking Mandarin?
"Are you alright, Muqi?"
Mo Xuan looked at her awkwardly, wondering why she suddenly started speaking so strangely.
"I'm fine, brother. How's my grammar? Is there any problem?"
Luo Muqi continued speaking in this weird accent while clinging to Mo Xuan and acting coquettish. Mo Xuan was bewildered, wondering what this nonsense was about.
"Muqi, stop fooling around," Luo Shiya walked out from the living room. "Didn't you see Mo Xuan bought ice cream? Help put it in the freezer before it melts."
Luo Muqi pinched Mo Xuan's arm hard before taking the bag with ice cream and leaving. While rubbing his arm, Mo Xuan asked Luo Shiya, "What's wrong with her? Why does it feel like Muqi is angry with me?"
"Oh, you don't know?"
Luo Shiya spoke in exactly the same sarcastic, foreign-accented Mandarin as Luo Muqi, nearly making Mo Xuan cough up blood.
Thinking about it, Mo Xuan suddenly realized something was off. True, he had spoken with a Western girl who could speak Chinese, but how did they know about it?
"Shiya, first, I did talk to a girl, but I don't think that's the main point. The main point is, did you two follow me?" Mo Xuan thought something wasn't right. "Otherwise, why are you both being so sarcastic?"
"Oh, so you think you did nothing wrong?" Luo Shiya turned to look at Mo Xuan with a dangerous smile. "So our man casually talking to other women is perfectly fine in his mind, huh?"
"No, that's not it, I didn't say anything inappropriate!"
Before Mo Xuan could defend himself further, Luo Shiya suddenly grabbed his collar and forcefully kissed his lips. He could taste blood as Luo Shiya seemed to be devouring him, greedy, savage, and fierce.
"Mo Xuan, you belong to me and Muqi, you're not allowed to talk to other women..." Luo Shiya held his neck, her dangerous and morbid gaze fixed on him like a venomous snake. "We'll let it go this time, but there better not be a next time, understand?"
"Alright, I understand..."
Mo Xuan helplessly agreed, but then thought something still wasn't right - how did they know about his conversation with someone else?
Thinking back to when they were still in the Capital, there was a period when the sisters could almost always find him at the exact right time, even knowing his location without him telling them...
"Shiya, tell me, did you and Muqi put something on me?" Mo Xuan asked while instinctively patting himself down. "Is it some kind of listening device?"
"Oh, Mo Xuan, how could you say that?" Luo Shiya immediately turned gentle, even appearing somewhat apologetic. "We didn't put anything on you, I promise there's absolutely nothing on your person."
"...Then it must be my phone. Right, my phone was a gift from you, and it's a custom model!"
"Well, we're just worried about you," Luo Shiya looked up at him with her beautiful phoenix eyes brimming with tears. "Mo Xuan, we lost you for so long. If we lose you again, Muqi and I would go crazy..."
Mo Xuan looked helplessly at her, then at Luo Muqi who stood at the doorway with an equally pitiful expression after putting away the ice cream. He sighed and could only say, "You don't need to go to such lengths. I've already told you, I won't leave you again."
After returning to the Capital from abroad to accompany Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi during their pregnancies, when Luo Tianfei took him out for a meal, his first words to Mo Xuan were: "Brother-in-law, how did you manage to endure it?"
Mo Xuan thought for a moment before smiling and saying, "Just got through it somehow."
It was nothing more than having tracking and listening devices in his phone, nothing more than them monitoring his every move even when they weren't physically following him.
"At first it was hard to adjust, but..." Mo Xuan smiled helplessly. "Over time, I got used to it. Actually, they don't ask for much, they just lack a sense of security."
So what if they were yandere? If it weren't for him, they wouldn't be like this.
And without them, he would truly be alone with nothing.
So why should he fuss about these little things?

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