Thank You for Always Running Towards Me (Part 2)

Due to an unexpected meeting, both Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi had to attend. Fortunately, the meeting wasn’t too long, but when they came out, Mo Xuan still hadn’t returned.

Just as they were about to look for their tablets, Sister Hui walked into the office and told them, "Mr. Mo took the two young ladies to a snack street."

Sister Hui even showed them photos on her phone to prove it, though the source of the photos was someone she had sent to secretly follow Mo Xuan. The reason for this didn’t need to be explained.

In the photos, Luo Wei'er and Luo Xue'er were happily eating lamb skewers, with milk tea, fried skewers, and various snacks spread out on a small wooden table in front of them.

"Those two little rascals!" Luo Muqi was almost amused by her frustration. "They always pester their brother to buy them food whenever they go out!"

"I told you he shouldn’t be carrying money!" Luo Shiya complained. "I thought since he’s always taking care of the kids and picking them up, I transferred some money to his card!"

Sister Hui almost couldn’t hold back her laughter upon hearing Luo Shiya’s words. Miss, your words are truly unfair.

Mr. Mo is a perfectly capable man with his own savings, but you’ve taken that away from him. Now, not only does he have no cash in his pockets, but he can’t even spare a penny from his phone.

Whenever he wants to buy something, it’s either you paying for it or giving him just the right amount—never too much, never too little.

Of course, it’s clear that you care deeply for him. Even though you don’t let him keep money, you’ve never hesitated to spend on him, always making sure it’s the best. You’re just afraid he might save up and run away, even though he never would.

But still, couldn’t you at least leave him some pocket money for emergencies?

Sister Hui had tried to subtly hint at this before, but knowing their temperaments, she didn’t push too hard. Luo Muqi, being as sharp as she is, simply pretended not to understand.

Luo Shiya, on the other hand, shrugged it off with a carefree expression, "He’s with us, and he’ll never lack money as long as he’s by our side."

Sister Hui suddenly felt that trying to reason with them about this was a mistake…

As for Mo Xuan, he had only intended to take his two daughters out for a casual stroll. He hadn’t even driven, planning to just grab some snacks for his two wives back home.

However, the snack street staff were handing out flyers nearby, and Luo Wei'er and Luo Xue'er insisted on going after seeing them.

"Dad, let’s go here and play!" Luo Wei'er pointed at the flyer in her hand. "There seem to be so many delicious things to eat!"

Luo Xue'er didn’t say anything, but her sparkling eyes looked up at Mo Xuan with a pleading expression.

"You two little foodies," Mo Xuan pinched their cheeks. "Alright, Dad will get the car, and we’ll go, okay?"

He thought it would be nice for his daughters to have some fun. Lately, he’d been busy managing the younger ones, and though his older daughters hadn’t said anything, he could sense they were feeling a bit down. Plus, bringing back some snacks for their mothers didn’t seem like a bad idea.

The trio’s arrival at the snack street was quite the sight. A young, handsome father with two adorable and beautiful daughters naturally drew many glances.

However, Luo Wei'er and Luo Xue'er didn’t seem too pleased. The two little jealous ones suddenly remembered their mother’s warnings about keeping bad women away from their father.

So, when a few girls tried to approach Mo Xuan, they were met with icy glares from the two little girls, quickly deterring any further attempts.

No matter how good-looking the man, he’s clearly taken, and his daughters seem like quite the handful…

But how long can children stay focused? The variety of delicious smells and the endless array of snacks soon captured their attention.

"Dad, I want to try that!" Luo Xue'er pointed at a stall selling fried skewers. "Sister, let’s have some!"

Seeing Luo Wei'er equally interested, Mo Xuan bought a bunch of fried skewers for them. As they walked, the girls would point out anything that caught their eye, and Mo Xuan would buy a portion for them to share.

"Why do you always just get one portion?"

Mo Xuan handed them a few freshly grilled squid skewers. Luo Wei'er looked up, her lips still shiny from the oil, "If Xue'er and I share, we’ll have room to try other things!"

Well, you have to admit, the kids were being quite clever about this.

Mo Xuan couldn’t help but admire their strategy. Despite having eaten so much, they still wanted milk tea and later insisted on trying the lamb skewers from a specialty stall.

"Dad doesn’t mind you eating, but aren’t you having a bit too much?" Mo Xuan chuckled and shook his head. "You two seem to have quite the appetite lately. Well, I guess you’re growing."

"It’s because we’re tired from practicing martial arts with Dad…"

Before Luo Wei'er could finish, Mo Xuan quickly covered her mouth and shook his head frantically.

He wasn’t joking—his phone had tracking and listening capabilities. If Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi found out he’d been secretly teaching the girls martial arts while they were at work, there’d be hell to pay.

The girls had been begging him to teach them, but Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi had firmly refused.

After all, they were their daughters, and their personalities were too similar. Teaching them martial arts might just lead to trouble.

Still, Mo Xuan believed it wasn’t a bad idea for girls to learn self-defense, especially since they were so eager. He taught them the basics, focusing on practical skills that didn’t require much space to execute.

Mo Xuan slipped his phone into his coat pocket, covering it with his hand, and whispered, "Only bring it up if Dad mentions it first, okay?"

"Bring up what?"

Luo Muqi’s voice suddenly came from behind them, startling Mo Xuan so much he nearly fell off the small stool he was sitting on.

When he turned around, Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi were standing there, smiling at the trio, with several female bodyguards behind them.

"Look at the three of you…"

Luo Shiya sighed helplessly, taking a tissue from Sister Hui and wiping the girls’ mouths.

"Sorry, I meant to tell you. I thought it was just a small thing, taking the kids out…"

Mo Xuan really thought it was no big deal. Back when they were abroad, he often took the girls out, and no one had ever made a fuss.

Of course, he seemed to have forgotten that back then, he only had enough money to buy them some snacks. Now, Luo Shiya had transferred a significant amount to his card.

The sisters had been too preoccupied with work lately, having been away from it for so long. When they realized Mo Xuan hadn’t returned, their old habits kicked in.

"Alright, let’s head back," Luo Shiya pinched Luo Wei'er and Luo Xue'er’s cute little noses. "Next time, don’t sneak out with just Dad to eat delicious food. Can’t Mom and Auntie join you?"

After all, they were her daughters, and she couldn’t very well say in front of Mo Xuan that it’d be better if they left such things to her.

"I brought some for you too," Mo Xuan pointed to a large bag he was carrying. "I passed by a few places and thought you might like some, so I packed them for you."

With that, the sisters’ lingering frustration instantly melted away.

After all, when it came to Mo Xuan, they were always easy to please…

After a long day, Mo Xuan felt exhausted once he got home. He took a shower and felt so sleepy that he double-checked his room for any scented candles. He had eaten out today and made sure his water was safe.

"Guess I’m really tired today, but I’ve been resting well lately, haven’t I?"

Mo Xuan didn’t overthink it. Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi still had a video conference to attend, so they wouldn’t be free. He decided to go to bed early.

However, this time, his consciousness drifted to a strange and unfamiliar place—an old mansion that felt both familiar and foreign…

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