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..."
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
