“I never said I didn’t want you!”
The suppressed emotions made Su Yanran almost hysterical. Luo Wei'er and Luo Xue'er, frightened, clung to Mo Xuan's legs and looked at her nervously. Mo Xuan gently stroked their heads and said to Su Yanran, “So what?”
“Mo Xuan, you knew very well that the engagement with you was because you were still the youngest son of the Mo family!” Su Yanran said, her voice trembling with excitement. “You knew there were factors of political marriage involved, yet you severed ties without even considering me!”
“What more did you expect me to consider for you?” Mo Xuan couldn’t help but sneer. “Su Yanran, Rome wasn’t built in a day, and neither is a broken heart. If you insist on forcing me to bring up the past, fine, I’ll remind you of a few things!”
“On my birthday, you gave my gift to Mo Jinpeng, just because he said I stole money from home. You believed him and wanted to teach me a lesson.”
“When we went on a date, your phone kept ringing, and you were busy texting Mo Jinpeng the whole time.”
"I didn’t live on campus because you said you wanted a place where we could have some private space. I rented an apartment, but then you moved into the dorm because your family didn’t approve. Mo Jinpeng took advantage of that and often came to see you. You went out to eat and drink bubble tea with him, did you really think I had no idea?"
“Su Yanran, if you had just been honest about falling out of love, I wouldn’t have held it against you. But instead, you blamed me for not contacting you, for being cold. I asked you, didn’t you know what was going on? And how did you respond? You actually thought I was the one who changed!”
“It was your choices, one after another, that pushed me to let go of you. To be honest, do you know why I wasn’t heartbroken when we broke up? Because I had already given up on you long ago!”
Su Yanran stared at Mo Xuan in shock. She remembered how, on Mo Xuan’s 18th birthday, she had bought him a limited-edition pair of sneakers. But because Mo Jinpeng “accidentally” mentioned that Mo Xuan had stolen money from home, she had angrily handed the shoes to Mo Jinpeng in front of Mo Xuan, claiming it was a lesson for him.
Mo Xuan’s character was something she should have known better than anyone, yet she still did it.
Mo Jinpeng, who was often seen in bars and nightclubs, knew how to charm girls, while Mo Xuan was more straightforward and preferred to show his affection through actions. Su Yanran felt Mo Xuan wasn’t attentive enough and preferred chatting with Mo Jinpeng.
Initially, she had wanted to live with Mo Xuan, and it wasn’t something she had done on purpose, but her parents didn’t approve of her moving in with him so early.
Mo Xuan, however, chose to live off-campus, which gave Mo Jinpeng the opportunity to constantly show up in her life. Su Yanran always insisted that Mo Xuan was her boyfriend, yet she still went out with Mo Jinpeng, completely disregarding Mo Xuan’s feelings. When asked, she would only say that Mo Jinpeng was Mo Xuan’s brother.
What was even more infuriating was her claim that Mo Jinpeng’s visits were meant to mend the relationship between Mo Xuan and his family. Yet every time they went out, Mo Jinpeng only sowed discord between them.
After the incident at the hotel, Mo Xuan’s attitude toward her became extremely cold, focusing solely on his studies and rarely contacting her. Feeling guilty, Su Yanran turned the tables, but all she got was Mo Xuan’s growing disappointment.
“Daddy, let’s go home…” Luo Wei'er tugged at Mo Xuan’s hand, her eyes red. “Daddy, don’t talk to that auntie anymore, then you won’t be angry…”
Luo Xue'er remained silent but reached out to hold her father’s finger.
Mo Xuan calmed himself down and smiled as he picked up his daughters. “It’s okay, Daddy will take you home now, alright?”
He turned to look at Su Yanran. “Su Yanran, I really don’t understand what you’re trying to achieve here. The marriage was something you pursued, and I was the one you abandoned. You left the country, and now that you’re back, you tell me you want to reconcile?”
“Mo Xuan, I really regret it…” Su Yanran visibly deflated. “Back then, I admit I was swayed. Mo Jinpeng was very persuasive, you know that… And I was angry, too. You severed ties with your family, and my parents agreed to our political marriage not just because of my grandmother, but also because you were still the youngest son of the Mo family…”
“I had no choice but to get engaged to Mo Jinpeng. The two families had so many business dealings. I may have announced the engagement with him, but I never actually went out with him. I’m still pure…”
“For three years, I never forgot you, Mo Xuan. I really regret it… We…”
Before Su Yanran could finish, Luo Muqi’s mocking voice interrupted. “Oh, Miss Su, why are you so eager to hook up with someone else’s father?”
Luo Muqi walked over, took Luo Xue'er from Mo Xuan, and grabbed his hand. “Brother, you really don’t listen, do you? You’re actually lingering here with your ex-girlfriend!”
“No, I…” Mo Xuan quickly explained. “I just ran into her, and I needed to clear some things up. I didn’t do anything, really! You can ask the girls!”
Seeing the two little ones nod, Luo Muqi huffed. “Let’s go home already. Brother, you really can’t be left alone for a moment…”
Maybe I should talk to my sister about locking Brother up, keeping him by our side forever…
The thought of Brother interacting with that woman made Luo Muqi’s blood boil with murderous intent. She pulled Mo Xuan away. Su Yanran wanted to say something more, but from a distance, Luo Shiya stood with her arms crossed, her cold gaze making Su Yanran tremble with fear.
She knew these two sisters were lunatics, dangerous people who could crush her without a second thought.
When Luo Shiya saw Mo Xuan, her frosty expression melted instantly. She pinched Mo Xuan’s cheek playfully. “I’ll deal with you later. Go on, I’ll take care of her.”
Mo Xuan and Luo Muqi left with the children, and only then did Luo Shiya turn back to look at Su Yanran, her voice cold as she said, “Until you meet my demands, anything you say is just an excuse.”
With that, Luo Shiya turned and left. Su Yanran felt as if all the strength had drained from her body, and she crouched on the ground, lost in thought.
Yes, no matter how she explained herself now, it was all just excuses…
“I’m sorry, I didn’t expect to run into her…”
Once inside, Mo Xuan immediately apologized to Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi. “I just wanted to make it clear to her that she shouldn’t bother me anymore…”
“I know.” Luo Shiya reached out and gently patted Mo Xuan’s cheek. “Consider that a slap on the wrist. Don’t interact with her again, understand?”
Otherwise, I’ll have to kill her…
“I’ve ordered some desserts, along with black tea and hot cocoa. Come and eat.”
The murderous intent in Luo Shiya’s heart was completely hidden behind her calm expression. She really wanted to kill Su Yanran, but since the woman still had some use, Luo Shiya wouldn’t mind doing it herself if necessary…
“Wow!”
The two little ones saw the desserts and pulled on their father’s hand. “Daddy, let’s eat cake!”
“Alright, Daddy will cut it for you.”
Watching Mo Xuan’s gentle and patient demeanor, Luo Shiya’s murderous intent only grew stronger. So did Luo Muqi’s.
He was their Mo Xuan, and no one, especially Su Yanran, was allowed to covet him!

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?!

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.”

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.