B*tches Galore

As Mo Xuan left the sanatorium and was about to head to the parking lot, Qin Ni and Jiang Sifeng stopped him.

"Anything else?" Mo Xuan didn't want to get entangled with them. "I've already made everything clear."

"Well, well, Mo Xuan, you're something else, aren't you?" Qin Ni sneered. "No wonder you're so arrogant. A Capital University student being kept by an older woman - have you no shame?"

Mo Xuan realized these two hadn't left because they must have found out about what Luo Shiya and the others had done at the sanatorium earlier.

"Not everyone is like you. Take a look at the man beside you - see how weak he's become?" Mo Xuan said coldly. "Try not to ruin him completely before he ends up on his deathbed."

"You... you..."

"Stop stuttering. Why don't you explain why you take him everywhere with you?"

"You... I don't need to explain anything to you!"

"Exactly, so why should I explain anything to you?"

Qin Ni nearly choked on Mo Xuan's retort. He pushed past her and walked straight to the parking lot.

"This... this ungrateful son!" Qin Ni tried to catch her breath while glaring at Jiang Sifeng. "You just stood there watching him upset me?"

"Godmother, I... I..."

In truth, Jiang Sifeng was very timid. He had been present during Mo Xuan's incident at the Mo family home, and with his frail constitution, he knew one kick from Mo Xuan would probably land him in the ICU.

"Never mind, with your weak body..." Qin Ni sighed. "This ungrateful son, I..."

Before she could finish, Mo Xuan pulled up in front of them in a limited edition Maybach, slowly lowering the window to say sarcastically, "Oh, Ms. Qin, need a ride?"

Qin Ni was completely stunned. A 4-million-yuan Knights of the Round Table watch, a limited edition Maybach - just how much did the woman behind Mo Xuan love him?

Jiang Sifeng shot Mo Xuan a venomous look before quickly lowering his head, as if afraid of being caught.

Mo Xuan couldn't be bothered with them anymore. He raised the window and drove off.

While Qin Ni was still in shock, her phone suddenly rang. As soon as she answered, a woman's anxious voice said, "Ms. Qin, where are you? There's trouble at the company - our jewelry has been reported as counterfeit!"

"What?"

Qin Ni, who had just recovered from one shock, was stunned again. Though she wasn't exactly a good person, she had always maintained integrity in business. If the jewelry company was proven to be selling fakes, it would be a devastating blow.

"How is this possible? Every step of our process should be perfect!"

Qin Ni walked away while frantically asking questions, completely missing Jiang Sifeng's guilty, evasive eyes...

After parking at Capital University, Mo Xuan received a video call request from "Junior Sister Luo," though when the sisters called him, it was usually because of the children making a fuss.

Sure enough, as soon as the video connected, two chubby little faces squeezed into view, with Luo Muqi smiling behind them.

"Daddy, Daddy!"

Seeing them instantly made Mo Xuan forget his unpleasant encounter with Qin Ni.

"Be good now. Daddy still has some work to do this afternoon, but I'll come back as soon as I can, okay?" Mo Xuan looked lovingly at his two daughters. "Muqi, why are you at home?"

"We're not at home - the babies are at the company!" Luo Muqi raised the phone to show Mo Xuan around, and indeed they were in her office. "Big sister booked a private restaurant for dinner tonight. Brother, remember to drive over and pick us up when you're done with work, okay?"

"Alright, I will."

After comforting his daughters a bit more, Mo Xuan hung up and got out of the car. He had only walked a few steps when he heard a mocking voice: "Well, well, Brother Peng, your little brother's doing quite well for himself, isn't he?"

Hearing this voice, all warmth instantly vanished from Mo Xuan's eyes.

He turned to see Mo Jinpeng with a fat man and his female secretary. Mo Jinpeng looked nothing like Mo Xuan, sharing only some facial features with Mo Changshan and bearing no resemblance to Mo Changshan and Qin Ni.

The smug-looking fat man beside him was Cheng Jiahao, another wealthy second-generation heir.

They had been high school classmates with Mo Xuan. Back then, Cheng Jiahao was bullied for his obesity, and Mo Xuan had protected him. Later, like Su Yanran, he betrayed Mo Xuan.

Family, friendship, and love had all betrayed him in his youth, but Mo Xuan now found it all quite acceptable.

Some experiences, the earlier you have them, the better they are for personal growth.

Mo Jinpeng glanced at Mo Xuan's limited edition Maybach, his eyes flashing with greed, before sneering, "Not bad, Mo Xuan. That face of yours didn't go to waste - which rich older woman have you hooked up with?"

Mo Xuan wasn't surprised - this was his brother's usual tactic, immediately accusing him of wrongdoing.

Not wanting to waste words with them, Mo Xuan couldn't even be bothered to spare them a glance. As he was about to leave, Mo Jinpeng blocked his path and reached out to his secretary.

The female secretary, understanding the gesture, handed over a gold-embossed invitation card. Mo Jinpeng smiled playfully and said, "It's my engagement party with Yanran. Surely my little brother won't refuse to attend?"

"I really don't want to give you that face," Mo Xuan adjusted his black-rimmed glasses. "I find you quite amusing, Mo Jinpeng. The friend I didn't want, you treasure. The girlfriend I didn't want, you're going to marry. Are you a secondhand goods user, or a professional garbage collector?"

With just one sentence, Mo Jinpeng's face turned liver-colored, and Cheng Jiahao also looked uncomfortable.

"I know what you're worried about - you're afraid I'll go back and fight you for the Mo family. All these years, you've been running around like a headless chicken, isn't it all for this?" Mo Xuan crossed his arms, smiling carelessly. "I've already cut ties. For more than three years, have I ever gone back? You got what you wanted, so why are you still sniffing around like a dog? Want to lose your front teeth?"

Hearing this, Mo Jinpeng instinctively stepped back. He was well aware of how formidable Mo Xuan's fighting abilities were, but he just couldn't let it go.

The root cause was probably Su Yanran, though Mo Xuan didn't know this, and even if he did, he wouldn't care.

"Hmph, at least you know your place!" Mo Jinpeng put away the invitation, trying to maintain his composure. "But I'm not here for you, don't flatter yourself! You think being kept by a rich woman gives you the right to challenge me? I'm the only legitimate son of the Mo family, while you're just garbage thrown out of the nest!"

"Let me correct you - I'm the one who didn't want you all," Mo Xuan suddenly felt he was wasting time. He checked his watch, showing an impatient expression. "If there's nothing else, get out of my way. Don't waste my time."

"Ha, studying for a master's degree, aren't you? I must say, you do have some brains..." Mo Jinpeng glanced contemptuously at the Knights of the Round Table watch on Mo Xuan's wrist. "Your sugar mommy isn't very generous, is she? Getting you to wear a fake when she could have bought you a real one."

He didn't have Qin Ni's eye for quality, though it wasn't his fault for thinking it was fake. After all, this Knights of the Round Table model was limited edition and had sold out before it even went on sale.

The car might have been given to him by someone else, but as for this watch, probably only the Luo family in Capital had the means to acquire one.

Mo Xuan didn't know what he was thinking and couldn't be bothered to argue. If possible, he actually wished Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi would give him fakes - at least it would ease his pressure about the cost.

Seeing Mo Xuan ignoring him, Mo Jinpeng also tired of this topic and continued boasting: "Do you know why I'm here today? To discuss cooperation with your university's research team! You can keep struggling away - I may not be talented enough to get recommended to Capital University like you, and my education might not match yours, but now I can negotiate with your school's top research team. What about you?"

Hearing this, Mo Xuan suddenly smiled: "Is that so? Mo Jinpeng, this cooperation won't work out, I'm telling you."