Mo Xuan finished speaking and turned to leave the ward. Su Yanran quickly followed him out. As soon as they stepped out of the ward, they saw Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi standing outside. Even Su Yanran, who was extremely confident in her appearance and figure, couldn't help but feel overshadowed when she saw the sisters.
Moreover, she knew them, or rather, everyone in the upper echelons of the Capital knew the two princesses of the Luo family.
"Hello, Miss Su,"
Luo Muqi greeted her with a smile, while Luo Shiya, upon seeing an outsider, immediately reverted to her usual cold and aloof demeanor, merely waving slightly before continuing to cross her arms and give Su Yanran a casual glance with her peach blossom eyes.
Hearing Luo Muqi's voice, Su Yanran felt her scalp tingle. The voice in the second phone call she made to Mo Xuan was almost identical to Luo Muqi's!
"Brother, why don't you go buy us some drinks?" Luo Muqi said to Mo Xuan with a smile. "Some things are better discussed between women, don't you think?"
Mo Xuan was about to speak when Luo Shiya patted his hand, her cold expression melting into a gentle smile: "Go ahead, it's fine."
Mo Xuan thought for a moment, nodded, and turned to Su Yanran: "Yanran, the past is the past, we... we should both face reality."
"Mo Xuan, let me explain..."
Su Yanran hurried to catch up with Mo Xuan, who was leaving, but Luo Shiya turned back and looked at her with deep, icy eyes, making Su Yanran freeze in place!
"Miss Su, the child inside is ours, me and my sister's, and the father... is naturally our brother," Luo Muqi said, her hands behind her back, her smile not reaching her eyes. "I'm telling you this so you can give up, and I'm not afraid you'll spread it. Miss Su is a smart person, you should know the consequences if this gets out, right?"
"You, you and Vice President Luo..."
"Yes, didn't expect that, did you?" Luo Muqi's smile grew even wider. "Miss Su, as you can see, whether it's me or my sister, do you really think you, the Su family's heiress, can compete with either of us?"
Su Yanran suddenly felt a sense of helplessness and suffocation. Mo Xuan not only had a child but also one with the Luo sisters? How was that possible?
What was even more absurd was that the Luo family actually acknowledged this?
"Miss Su, the situation is clear," Luo Shiya said with a barely perceptible smile. "You are part of the past, don't contact Xiao Xuan again, or I won't mind letting the Su family suffer a bit."
After a pause, Luo Shiya suddenly added with a challenging tone: "So, Miss Su, what do you think you can use to compete with us for him? And, Miss Su, is stolen tenderness really so cheap?"
"What do you mean?" Hearing her mention stealing again, Su Yanran's expression became even more tense. "When did I ever steal? I've known Mo Xuan since I was a child, it's you, I know your Luo family has immense power, but I've known Mo Xuan longer, I understand him better!"
Suddenly, Luo Muqi grabbed her hair and slapped her hard across the face.
"Bitch, if it weren't for you, how could I have been separated from my brother for so long!" Luo Muqi's eyes were filled with violence and murderous intent. "Su Yanran, why did Mo Xuan lose his memory at 15? Do you dare to tell him?"
Luo Muqi's grip was strong, and Su Yanran's face immediately swelled up, her ears ringing.
Hearing Luo Muqi mention Mo Xuan's 15th year, Su Yanran's expression became even more frantic. Luo Muqi threw her to the side fiercely. Luo Shiya stepped forward, grabbed her sister's hand, then turned to look at Su Yanran, a chill slowly emanating from her. Su Yanran, covering her face, couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"Su Yanran, I can give you a chance," Luo Shiya said coldly. "As you can see, my sister and I already share Mo Xuan, and I don't mind him having one more."
"Sister, you..."
Luo Muqi, hearing Luo Shiya's words, was eager to speak but Luo Shiya glanced at her, signaling her to stay silent. As for Su Yanran, she was momentarily stunned, thinking she must be crazy.
Two sisters sharing a husband and having a child was already outrageous, and she was actually offering her a chance to be a concubine?
"As long as you help me with one thing, I'll give you this chance," Luo Shiya said confidently. "So, Su Yanran, will you agree?"
When Mo Xuan returned with a bag of drinks from outside, Su Yanran was already gone. Luo Shiya stood at the door, seeing Mo Xuan return, she affectionately took his arm and said softly, "Don't worry, I've already talked to her."
"I'm sorry, I should have talked to her myself," Mo Xuan sighed. "I really don't understand, she's about to get married, why did she come looking for me?"
"Alright, don't think about it," Luo Shiya, like a gentle wife, helped Mo Xuan tidy his clothes. "Muqi is inside, you should spend more time with her and the children, and also with Grandma. I'll go make a phone call to handle some company matters."
"Shiya, if your company has something urgent, you should go back first."
"It's fine, my brother is there at the company, we'll go home together after Grandma rests."
Luo Shiya emphasized the word "home" a bit more, and Mo Xuan felt warm inside, nodding. As he was about to push the door open, he quickly took out a bottle of mineral water from the bag and handed it to her: "I know you don't like drinking sweet things, so I bought this for you."
"Silly..."
Luo Shiya touched Mo Xuan's face, took the water, and let him go in first. After the ward door closed, Luo Shiya's expression became ambiguous.
Giving Su Yanran a chance? If she could, she wouldn't even want to give her own identical sister a chance.
But, Luo Muqi was her biological sister, and their bond was deep, plus the memories they shared were all with Mo Xuan.
As for Su Yanran? Luo Shiya wished she could kill her!
It was just that now, Luo Shiya needed this pawn.
"Don't worry, Xiao Xuan, I'll make the Mo family suffer," Luo Shiya's face leaned against the hand that had just touched Mo Xuan, as if this was akin to whispering sweet nothings to her lover. "They are too filthy, they don't deserve to be your family. Neither does Su Yanran, how dare she covet you?"
"Xiao Xuan, you are mine and Muqi's, only we and our daughter are your closest ones..."
"I really want to lock you up, never let you leave my side..."
Driving a Porsche away from the nursing home, Su Yanran, on her way back to the Su Corporation, kept thinking about what Luo Shiya had said...
"The Mo family caused all this, as long as you agree to my plan, I'll give you my assistant's number, you can contact her if you need anything."
"As long as you do it, I can allow you to return to Xiao Xuan's side, and I'll even persuade him. After all, he now only listens to us sisters and Grandma."
The car suddenly stopped, Su Yanran let out a long breath, then started the car again and sped back to the Su Corporation.
"Hmph, what does it matter, Luo Shiya, Luo Muqi, how much sincerity can you have?" Su Yanran sneered to herself. "Once Mo Xuan accepts me again, I'll sell everything and take him abroad."
"I never expected it to be them back then? But so what? I can steal once, and I can do it again!"
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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.
