After spending some time with Grandma, her spirits lifted noticeably upon seeing the two little treasures.
Grandma adored Luo Wei'er and Luo Xue'er, but she also understood that her grandson's current situation was already quite extraordinary.
Grandma was well aware of the Luo family's status - they were practically unrivaled in the Capital. Not only had they not made things difficult for Mo Xuan, but they also allowed him to be present as a father to his daughters. Although Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi couldn't visit often, they treated her like their own family.
However, Grandma now felt her health deteriorating; out of 24 hours, she spent more time sleeping than awake.
Her greatest concern was Mo Xuan. The Mo family had done many wrongs, which she couldn't and didn't want to control. But when it came to Mo Xuan, she couldn't help but worry.
Two women, two daughters, and they happened to be sisters.
"Great-grandma, eat this," Luo Xue'er held up an orange to Grandma's face. Grandma paused for a moment, then smiled and gently pushed it back, lovingly patting Luo Xue'er's head saying, "Xue'er is such a good girl, you eat it."
The little one shook her head, her chubby little hand still holding up the orange. Grandma felt warmth in her heart and opened her mouth. Only then did Luo Xue'er smile happily and put the orange in Grandma's mouth.
"Great-grandma, eat more to get better," Luo Xue'er said in her childish voice. Hearing this, Grandma's eyes reddened. She knew she probably didn't have much time left, but still smiled while stroking Luo Xue'er's face saying, "Xue'er is right, Great-grandma will eat more, okay?"
Just then, Luo Wei'er came over too, holding up the cherries that Luo Muqi had bought earlier, saying pitifully, "Great-grandma, won't you eat Wei'er's..."
"I'll eat both, I'll eat both."
Grandma held the two little dumplings in her arms, fighting back her tears.
If only she could stay with her grandson and two great-granddaughters for a few more years...
Mo Xuan, watching from the side, left without a word. Luo Muqi quickly followed him out. Mo Xuan stood by the corridor window, staring blankly outside.
The weather was beautiful, without a single cloud in sight.
"Brother, don't be sad..." Luo Muqi held Mo Xuan's hand. "We did our best back then..."
"I know. If it weren't for your help, Grandma wouldn't have lasted this long," Mo Xuan turned his head, not wanting Luo Muqi to see his tears. "This day was bound to come sooner or later. I... I can accept it..."
Luo Muqi gently embraced Mo Xuan's shoulders, resting her head lightly on his arm, speaking softly, "Brother, you still have me and sister, and your daughters... so, brother, don't be sad..."
Luo Shiya watched quietly from the side, unusually not thinking about competing with her sister.
Thinking about what was causing Mo Xuan's sadness, a flash of ruthlessness crossed Luo Shiya's eyes. She then took out her phone and walked to the staircase corner to dial a number.
At that moment, in the president's office of the Luo Corporation Building, Luo Tian, seeing Luo Shiya's incoming call, almost jumped out of his chair in fright.
Luo Tian was the son of Luo Shiya's uncle and the current president of the Luo Corporation.
"Sister, what's the matter?" After answering the phone, Luo Tian's tone was incredibly humble. "Look, I haven't said anything about you and Muqi abandoning work to accompany my brother-in-law, so please don't make things difficult for your brother, okay?"
"It's nothing much. I want Mo Xuan to join Rong Xing Group, and also, how are things being handled with the Mo family?"
Luo Shiya spoke coldly, her tone... just like addressing a subordinate. Luo Tian silently cursed at the phone before reporting like an employee: "Don't worry about Rong Xing, I'm the major shareholder, and besides, brother-in-law's abilities speak for themselves! As for the Mo family, they managed to save some stock from the warehouse fire, and they still have one warehouse of goods. There are losses, of course, and people have started claiming compensation. However, it's not enough to cripple them yet."
After thinking for a moment, Luo Tian continued, "Actually, you don't need to do this. If you really want to bankrupt them, it wouldn't be a big deal, so why go through all this trouble?"
"That would be too easy for them," Luo Shiya said with a cold laugh. "Have you handled what I asked you to do?"
"...Well, Shiya, I am the president!"
"Yes, yes, yes, so have you handled it or not?"
Luo Tian felt extremely frustrated, but he really couldn't afford to offend the sisters, so he could only answer helplessly: "Don't worry, we've already found people to deliberately spread rumors about buying the shares from Mo's mother. It's not from our side, so the Mo family shouldn't notice."
"Understood. I've already handled the two previous projects, and I'll have Assistant Hui send them to you shortly."
Hearing Luo Shiya's casual words, Luo Tian was still somewhat shocked. Two projects worth over ten billion, and Luo Shiya had handled them so effortlessly.
But it made sense. Luo Shiya had double-majored in Finance and Psychology in university, while Luo Muqi had been the top student in the Finance department of her year and was also a renowned designer.
If they weren't so completely focused on love, he probably could have retired to go fishing by now without any worries. But they just revolved around Mo Xuan, and as a result, not only could he not go fishing, but he had also become their errand boy.
Whenever Mo Xuan had any issues, or when they wanted to do something involving Mo Xuan, they would definitely push all the work onto him.
At times like these, Luo Tian would get angry... for just a moment. He really couldn't afford to offend them. Only Mo Xuan believed they were gentle, delicate flowers.
Back when the Luo family had that huge incident, these sisters had survived such difficult circumstances without any problems - how could they possibly be fragile flowers?
"By the way, that Roger Dubuis watch you bought last time was ordered through me, and wasn't it supposed to be for me?"
Hearing Luo Tian's words, Luo Shiya replied matter-of-factly, "That was for Mo Xuan."
"I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up... wait, I paid for that! Shiya? Shiya?"
Luo Shiya had already hung up.
"Really? You're just using me as an errand boy? I order the watch, I pay for it, and you give it to your man?" Luo Tian gritted his teeth in anger but could do nothing about it. "Fine, fine, I must have saved some great criminal in my past life to end up with these two ungrateful brats!"
After complaining a bit, Luo Tian was also curious. Mo Xuan was actually well-liked by the Luo family elders, especially his own grandmother.
Everyone in the Luo family knew this situation was caused by Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi's willful behavior, and in some ways, Mo Xuan was actually the victim. The family had originally intended for Luo Muqi to marry Mo Xuan, with Luo Wei'er registered under their names as Luo Muqi's daughter.
But somehow, Luo Shiya had done something, and the family basically accepted their arrangement of two sisters sharing one husband.
"Brother-in-law, you really need to live a long life..."
Luo Tian recalled how many pieces of furniture the sisters had destroyed in their fight over Mo Xuan, and their frenzied behavior was truly terrifying.
Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi were essentially two wild beasts, and only Mo Xuan could tame them...

ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!