Mo Xuan rubbed his lips, which were both red and numb from being kissed, feeling something was off.
He felt that he couldn't refuse Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi's overly intimate requests anymore, which made him uncomfortable.
It was as if he was bewitched, or under a spell. How could he just kiss his sister and then his sister-in-law? He didn't consider himself the type to have multiple partners, but it seemed he was slowly becoming that kind of person.
Especially as he felt himself becoming more and more dependent on, and unable to leave, Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi. Today's events had also gradually released some suppressed emotions within him.
He didn't want to leave them; he craved someone to love him. Hated by his parents, disdained by his sister, and his biological brother wishing for his death.
Betrayed by lovers and friends, it was Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi who, with their two children, appeared before him during his most painful moments. They were like light, illuminating him.
He didn't know if his feelings for Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi were love, but they seemed more complicated and intense. However, he didn't dare to think about it, nor did he feel worthy of it. The more he suppressed these feelings, the stronger they became.
Suddenly, he felt like a line from "Red Rose": "Like a snake, it coils around my heart."
Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi seemed like two snakes, slowly wrapping around his heart, capturing it...
"Are you okay?"
Seeing Mo Xuan lost in thought, Luo Shiya gently took his hand. Mo Xuan came to his senses and tried to pull his hand away, but Luo Shiya held it tightly, smiling softly and saying, "Don't resist, Xiao Xuan."
Hearing Luo Shiya's words, Mo Xuan sighed and really stopped resisting.
After eating some cantaloupe, Luo Shiya's phone suddenly received a message: "Su Yanran is at the nursing home."
Luo Shiya's expression became ambiguous, then she smiled faintly and put her phone away. In the car, Luo Shiya suddenly said, "Why don't we go see Grandma?"
"Ah, is that okay?"
Mo Xuan really wanted to take the kids to spend more time with Grandma, but he felt embarrassed to ask, considering his situation was somewhat shameful. Plus, the Luo family was very protective of the two girls, making Mo Xuan even more hesitant.
"It's fine, and the kids also like their great-grandmother."
To Mo Xuan, Luo Shiya was like a gentle older sister, patient and kind. Of course, he didn't know this was all an act.
She genuinely wanted to take the kids to see Grandma, but she was also eager to see Su Yanran's complete despair...
In the nursing home, Grandma looked at the slightly nervous Su Yanran and couldn't help but sigh, "Ah, Yanran, you came to see me, this old woman, but I'm afraid there's something else on your mind?"
"Grandma, I regret it!" Su Yanran couldn't help but shed tears. "I was deceived by Mo Jinpeng, and now I don't want to get engaged; I want to marry Mo Xuan!"
"Yanran, I don't want to criticize your past actions. First, out of respect for your grandma, and second, because it's all in the past." Grandma's tone became a bit stern. "But think about what happened back then. Before Mo Xuan was wrongfully accused, what did you do that you think I didn't know?"
Su Yanran looked at Grandma, her lips trembling, wanting to defend herself but unable to utter a word.
"You and Mo Xuan met at 15, and he lost some memories due to an accident. I didn't initially think you two would end up together, but since you said you liked Mo Xuan and promised to marry him, we arranged the engagement.
You've met many times since childhood, not exactly growing up together, but you've known each other for a long time. Yet, you secretly dated Mo Jinpeng behind Mo Xuan's back, accepted his gifts, and even..."
At this point, Grandma coughed violently, and Aunt Zhang quickly helped her catch her breath. Grandma waved her hand and continued, "You went to a hotel with him, and you and Mo Xuan hadn't broken up yet, right?"
It was as if a thunderclap had struck Su Yanran, her body trembling violently as she lowered her head, not daring to look at Grandma's eyes.
From the first time he saw Su Yanran, Mo Jinpeng pursued her, being favored in the Mo family and having money, he didn't blink an eye at gifts worth tens of thousands.
Moreover, Mo Jinpeng, who frequented nightclubs, had a smooth tongue, and Su Yanran, still young and naive, gradually contacted Mo Jinpeng more frequently behind Mo Xuan's back. The bad things Mo Jinpeng said about Mo Xuan, she went from not believing to slowly believing.
When Mo Xuan found out and had their first big fight, Su Yanran, in a fit of anger, accused Mo Xuan of being narrow-minded and jealous of his brother, deserving to be unloved.
Even going so far as to drink with Mo Jinpeng out of spite, and under the influence of alcohol, they went to a hotel...
"Do you wonder how I knew?" Grandma sneered coldly. "Mo Jinpeng, that playboy, has caused so many problems that my son had to cover for him. I told your grandma, but I guess you thought I was biased towards Mo Xuan and didn't believe a word, right? He taunted Mo Xuan the next day; didn't you notice Mo Xuan started distancing himself from you that day?"
"You think it was your final decision to break off the engagement and be with Mo Jinpeng that hurt him? You already hurt him, Su Yanran!"
Su Yanran stood up excitedly, her voice hoarse, "No, Grandma, nothing happened that day..."
"Does it matter? A person with a boyfriend going to a hotel with another man, do you think anyone would believe you were innocent?" Grandma's emotions were a bit agitated, her breathing a bit erratic. "Mo Xuan is no longer a young master of the Mo family, and I, this old lady of the Mo family, am also dispensable. The Su family is too high a threshold for my grandson to reach!"
Su Yanran felt her vision darken; she had always thought Mo Xuan didn't know, and Mo Jinpeng had promised to keep her secret. But it turned out Mo Xuan had known all along.
"No wonder, no wonder when he left the Mo family and I broke up with him, he was so calm..."
Before Su Yanran could recall the past, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Mo Xuan stood at the doorway, expressionless, looking at Su Yanran.
After so long, seeing the man who had haunted her dreams, Su Yanran almost couldn't suppress her longing to throw herself into his arms. But when she saw Mo Xuan's cold gaze, her heart felt like it was being cut with a knife.
"Su Yanran, we broke up a long time ago; please don't disturb my grandma anymore." Mo Xuan's voice was devoid of any emotion, any warmth. "What you should be doing now is preparing for your engagement to Mo Jinpeng, not coming here."
"Mo Xuan..."
Su Yanran reached out, wanting to walk over and pull him, but unexpectedly, two little girls peeked out from either side, looked at Su Yanran, and asked Mo Xuan, "Dad, who is she?"
Su Yanran felt all her strength leave her body; she took two steps back and leaned on a chair to avoid falling. She wanted to delude herself that those weren't Mo Xuan's children, but the girls' features were just like Mo Xuan's!
"You... you got married?"
"No... but these are indeed my children." Mo Xuan bent down and stroked Luo Wei'er and Luo Xue'er's heads. "Great-grandma is over there; why don't you say hello?"
"Great-grandma!"
The two little girls, with their short legs, ran to the bedside, and upon seeing them, Grandma's face lit up with joy: "My little darlings are here, come, let Great-grandma feel if you've put on some weight?"
Su Yanran stared blankly at the two children, then at Mo Xuan, who pointed at the door expressionlessly and said, "Let's talk outside..."
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
