Rosy: Your Face is Dirty, His Hand is Involved

Ye Ning had never endured such humiliation before. In the Capital, there were few who dared to slap the face of the young master of the Ye Family.

"Daddy, don't hit people."

Luo Wei'er and Luo Xue'er saw Mo Xuan slap Ye Ning and ran over to hug his legs. Seeing their daughters' pitiful expressions, Mo Xuan's anger instantly subsided.

"Sorry, Daddy was wrong," Mo Xuan apologized to his two daughters. "Daddy shouldn't have lost his temper and hit someone in front of you."

Ye Ning was even angrier now. You hit me, but instead of apologizing to me, you apologize to your daughters?

Before he could say anything, the door was kicked open, and Luo Shiya strode in wearing ten-centimeter heels, exuding an icy aura. Ye Ning's words got stuck in his throat.

"Miss Luo, this Mr. Ye entered without knocking and spoke disrespectfully to Mr. Mo and the young ladies," the nanny reported dutifully to Luo Shiya, summarizing the incident. "Mr. Mo slapped him because the young ladies were insulted by Mr. Ye."

Luo Shiya glanced back at Ye Ning. Her cold, stunning face seemed to be covered in frost, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes were devoid of any warmth.

"Apologize."

Luo Shiya coldly uttered two words. Ye Ning, unable to control his emotions, shouted, "Luo Shiya, your man hit me, and you want me to apologize?"

"Your face, it's dirtying his hand!" Luo Shiya's chill intensified. "I said, apologize!"

Ye Ning was almost choked by Luo Shiya's words. What did she mean by his face dirtying his hand? Did she see him as trash?

"Oh, Mr. Ye, living too comfortably, aren't you? Even in the Luo Family's old residence, you dare to act so arrogantly?"

Luo Muqi entered at some point, crossing her arms with a fake smile. She turned to the aunt and asked, "Did the young ladies call him Daddy just now?"

"Yes," the nanny continued to report honestly. "Mr. Ye also said that the young ladies were born out of wedlock and lacked upbringing. Oh, and Mr. Ye didn't knock before entering."

Ye Ning's face turned red and white. Used to his usual arrogance and overconfident that accepting Luo Shiya or Luo Muqi, who were born out of wedlock, was already a great favor to them.

The Ye Family might not be as powerful as the Luo Family, but they were still a prominent family in the Capital. Raised in luxury since childhood, Ye Ning was naturally arrogant.

But he forgot that this was the Luo Family, where even the head of the Ye Family had to be humble!

"Get out!"

Luo Shiya pointed at the door. Ye Ning glared at Mo Xuan with humiliation but dared not say anything and quickly left.

"Are the kids alright?"

With no outsiders present, the icy aura of Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi seemed to disappear. They walked over to Mo Xuan and asked softly.

It was as if their gentleness was reserved only for Mo Xuan.

"It's fine, it's also my fault..." Mo Xuan felt guilty. No matter how angry he was, he shouldn't have hit someone in front of the children. "Did I cause you any trouble?"

"It's nothing, just a small matter," Luo Shiya said softly, gently stroking Mo Xuan's head. A mere Ye Ning was not even worth her concern. Luo Muqi nodded to the nanny, who discreetly left and closed the door behind her.

"He was brought by Madam Ye, but Grandma already refused," Luo Shiya said, sitting on the sofa and picking up Luo Wei'er, who was hugging Mo Xuan. "Our children will only have you as their father, no one can replace you, Xiao Xuan."

Mo Xuan blushed at Luo Shiya's words and nodded slightly, unable to speak.

Leaving the Luo Family villa, Madam Ye and Ye Ning got into their Rolls-Royce. The old lady looked at Ye Ning, who was covering his face, with a mix of disappointment and frustration.

"You've been spoiled by your parents!" Madam Ye sighed. "Old Madam Luo already said she didn't want the sisters to marry, and you still dared to call yourself the future son-in-law of the Luo Family? You're nothing!"

"Grandma, I..."

Ye Ning was afraid of his grandmother and, knowing he was in the wrong, lowered his head and didn't dare to argue.

"The Luo Family went through such a big turmoil back then. The first branch only had Luo Tian, and the second branch only had the Luo sisters. So many people were eyeing them, and I took advantage of my friendship with Old Madam Luo to bring you here, yet you acted like a playboy!"

Madam Ye couldn't help but sigh. Countless people in the Capital wanted to marry Luo Shiya or Luo Muqi. Not to mention others, even the Xiao Family's son, known as the Capital's young master, and the Cheng Family's son, who was obsessed with Buddhist scriptures, were both from better families and far more capable than her grandson.

Those two families couldn't even get close to the sisters, yet her grandson dared to offend them with his usual arrogance and even insulted their daughters.

"Alright, forget about this marriage," Madam Ye said, too tired to care anymore. "I've found another girl from another family. Her family might not be as powerful as ours or the Luo Family, but this girl has ambition, much like I did when I was young. Prepare yourself and meet her sometime."

"Grandma, who is it?"

"The eldest daughter of the Mo Family, Mo Qingqing!"

The door was pushed open by Old Madam Luo, who saw the three adults playing happily with the two children. She gently closed the door and left.

Madam, aren't you going in?" the aunt accompanying her asked. Old Madam Luo waved her hand and said, "I'll talk during dinner. Mo Xuan is also unlucky to have gotten involved with our family's two girls, ai..."

The aunt was stunned. What was Old Madam Luo talking about? Mo Xuan must have had good fortune to be favored by the two young ladies. Why was Old Madam Luo saying such things?

"Don't think I'm talking nonsense. Love is too heavy, it's easy to go astray," Old Madam Luo sighed. "Those two girls can pretend all they want, but there will come a day when they can't keep it up. It's also that old man's fault. If he hadn't left those hidden troubles, there wouldn't be this mess with the children today!"

The aunt was also frightened upon hearing this. The late Luo Family patriarch had been unfaithful in his youth, leaving behind two illegitimate sons and a daughter.

Unexpectedly, these three had attempted to eliminate the legitimate sons of Old Madam Luo and seize control of the entire Luo Family after the patriarch's death ten years ago.

Especially Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi, who were their primary targets. The details were unclear, but during that time, Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi disappeared for two years, and it was believed they had been killed by the illegitimate children. Later, it was discovered that they had been sent to a trusted person and hidden under a false identity for protection.

Only two years later, after the Luo Family's internal strife ended, were the sisters brought back home. It was also from then on that their personalities changed drastically.

But what did this have to do with Mo Xuan? The aunt wanted to ask but knew it wasn't her place.

"It's also our fault..." Old Madam Luo's tears fell as she thought about it. "If I hadn't been so stubborn and almost sacrificed them, they wouldn't have become like this..."

"Children will have their own fate. If they think this is right, then let them be..."

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