After leaving the sanatorium, Mo Xuan drove back to the manor. Uncle Zheng, seeing the family of five return, breathed a sigh of relief. Not just him, but the other servants also felt relieved.
For so long without returning, they were afraid that their young mistress, along with the children, would elope with Mo Xuan.
As soon as they got back, Mo Xuan received a call from an unknown number. He frowned and answered it.
"Well, you really are a disobedient son, aren't you? You even had the audacity to block my number?" Mo Changshan's cold voice echoed through the phone. "Tell your grandmother, I'll give you a total of 600 million for the shares. That's the most I can offer. Come back tomorrow with the share transfer documents."
Mo Changshan couldn't wait any longer. Several major companies had shown interest in acquiring the 10% stake. Of course, he had no idea that this was all part of Luo Tian's plan.
"Fine."
Mo Xuan responded indifferently to Mo Changshan's words, then without waiting for any further conversation, he hung up the phone and blocked the number.
On the other end, Mo Changshan was about to say more when Mo Xuan abruptly ended the call. When he tried to call again, the number was unreachable.
"This ungrateful son!" Mo Changshan slammed his hand on the table. "Fine, fine. Do you think I'll make it that easy for you to get the money? You ungrateful wretch, I shouldn't have brought you back to torment me in the first place!"
Mo Xuan stared at his phone screen, his eyes burning with fury. It would be a lie to say he wasn't hurt. His biological parents never gave him what he deserved, and even sided with his brother, Mo Jinpeng, to sabotage his relationship with Su Yanran.
To them, profit was everything. Mo Jinpeng was raised from a young age and was closer to them.
Mo Xuan, on the other hand, was sent to live with his grandmother at the age of two. He saw his parents so rarely that the number of times they met in a year could be counted on one hand. Sometimes, they would come, look at him for a moment, and leave.
But was it his fault? They chose to send him away; was it his fault that he didn't grow close to them? He had no concept of what it meant to have parents until he was 15 and got into trouble, which led to him being brought back to the Mo family.
He was well aware that if it weren't for his outstanding academic performance at the time, they wouldn't have thought of bringing him back. Even then, it was only to make him a tool for Mo Jinpeng's future.
During university, he refused to major in finance and instead insisted on studying computer engineering. Mo Changshan had cursed him out, but Mo Xuan didn't care.
His future was his to choose, not to be someone else's stepping stone.
"Daddy, dinner's ready!"
Luo Wei'er and Luo Xue'er ran over, grabbing Mo Xuan's hand. Seeing the children, the anger in his eyes gradually subsided. He held their hands and walked to the dining room together.
That night, after tucking the two children into bed, Mo Xuan returned to his room. Just as he finished showering and changed into his pajamas, his phone rang again—another unknown number.
"Mo Xuan..."
When he answered, Su Yanran's hoarse voice came through, seemingly still intoxicated. Hearing her voice, Mo Xuan sighed and said, "I admire your persistence. After everything that happened today, what else do you want from me?"
He didn't know about the events of the previous night, or else he might have been even more surprised by Su Yanran's persistence.
"Leave them, won't you?" Su Yanran said pitifully, her voice trembling as if on the verge of tears. "You like the children... I can treat them as my own. If they don't let you take them, I can have children for you..."
"Yanran, I've said it before, we need to face reality," Mo Xuan rubbed his temples. "Almost three years have passed since you and Mo Jinpeng announced your relationship, and then you went abroad to study. All this time, you never thought of me. What's the point of this now?"
"I... I was just afraid. I'm sorry for what I did to you..."
Su Yanran sobbed, and in the past, hearing her cry would have made Mo Xuan feel pain and compassion. But now, he felt nothing.
All this time, it was Luo Shiya, Luo Muqi, and the children who had been by his side. When he was at his most helpless and desperate, it was they who reached out to him.
He didn't know what the outcome would be for the three of them, but he was willing to stay by their side.
"Yanran, don't call again. I don't want to repeat myself. Let the past stay in the past." Mo Xuan's tone was calm, and Su Yanran no longer had the power to affect his emotions. "You see, I have children now. No matter what, I won't betray their mother."
"Mo Xuan, you're so foolish..." Su Yanran suddenly laughed. "How can you trust them so blindly? Do you know what kind of status and wealth the Luo family has in the Capital? A family like that would never allow such a ridiculous situation."
"The harm will ultimately fall on you, and you'll be the one abandoned! Mo Xuan, don't be delusional. The Luo sisters have always been unattainable. How many wealthy young men have tried and failed? You're not in the same world as them!"
"Mo Xuan, we've known each other since we were young. Don't forget, at 15, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be alive! Just consider it repaying your life debt to me, and be with me. Let's leave and never come back!"
Hearing Su Yanran's words, Mo Xuan sighed. At 15, he had been injured and lost some memories. When he woke up, he learned from others that Su Yanran claimed to have saved him.
During their relationship, Mo Xuan had been utterly devoted to her, not only because he genuinely liked her but also because of this.
"Yanran, I can't give up on my daughters because of that," Mo Xuan said with a wry smile. "And it was you who first betrayed me."
With that, Mo Xuan ended the call. This time, he didn't block the number, and Su Yanran, hearing Mo Xuan's words, could only sob into her hands.
Mo Xuan, who had originally intended to note down the number, hesitated and deleted the call record instead. Su Yanran had saved his life, and if she ever needed help, Mo Xuan might assist her, but nothing more.
At that moment, the door suddenly opened. Luo Shiya walked in wearing a seductive black-gold nightgown with a deep V-neck that revealed her fair skin and the hint of her voluptuous figure.
"Shiya, why are you..."
Mo Xuan was a bit embarrassed by her appearance, but before he could finish, Luo Shiya suddenly rushed into his arms and hugged him tightly.
"Xuan, I want you..."
Luo Shiya's voice was soft, but her eyes burned with desire. Mo Xuan was momentarily stunned, his brain struggling to process the situation.
In the next second, Luo Shiya grabbed the collar of Mo Xuan's pajamas and kissed him passionately.
Mo Xuan... succumbed.
It was the first time Mo Xuan had seen Luo Shiya like this, her eyes smoldering with unquenchable desire. An hour had passed, yet Luo Shiya showed no signs of tiring.
"Xuan..." Luo Shiya's voice was hoarse, her hands tightly gripping Mo Xuan's. "Forget the past, forget everyone else..."
"Everything about you should belong to me. So, let yourself sink into me..."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
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!
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
