Luo Tian, I'll Count to Three

When the assistant met Su Yanran, she had just entered the hotel lobby.

"Miss, you..."

Su Yanran's expression was hollow, her face devoid of any color. Luo Shiya didn’t say anything more, simply letting her leave.

She wouldn’t take action against the Su family, but she would take action against herself. Yet, Su Yanran had no idea how.

Humans are always filled with fear when faced with unknown dangers, especially when the threat comes from the Luo sisters. At fifteen, she had nearly caused their deaths and had deceived Mo Xuan.

Su Yanran suddenly wondered why, if they were so obsessed with Mo Xuan, they hadn’t acted sooner? Why had they even allowed Mo Xuan to be with her for so long?

Su Yanran didn’t dare tell her family. The Luo family’s influence in the Capital was too terrifying. Every move she made today seemed to be under surveillance. If she told her family, not only would they be unable to help, but who knew if Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi would turn their wrath on them?

Once in the car, Su Yanran was still in a bad state, nervously glancing around. The assistant, genuinely concerned, had her sit in the passenger seat and drove her home.

Suddenly, Su Yanran covered her face and burst into tears. She probably never imagined that just one lie and one betrayal would push her to such a desperate state...

Mo Xuan sat by the window, feeling somewhat down. It wasn’t that he still had feelings for Su Yanran, but rather that he couldn’t believe he had been deceived by a lie for so long.

"Brother..."

Luo Muqi appeared behind him at some point, gently wrapping her arms around him.

"You and Shiya must be feeling terrible..." Mo Xuan softly took Luo Muqi’s hand. "I forgot about you and trusted the wrong person..."

"Brother, it’s all in the past..." Luo Muqi rested her face on Mo Xuan’s shoulder. "Actually, today was my fault too. I shouldn’t have argued with her out of anger..."

"It’s not your fault. Whether she meant to or not, she nearly harmed you both." Mo Xuan sighed. "I’m sorry, Muqi. If only I hadn’t lost my memory..."

Luo Muqi, seemingly unbothered, kissed Mo Xuan’s cheek and said, "Come on, let me take you to get something to eat, okay? This hotel has a buffet. My sister will join us after her meeting."

"Don’t you need to accompany Luo Shiya?" Mo Xuan asked curiously. "I’m fine, you don’t need to worry about me..."

"You’re more important to us..." Luo Muqi whispered in Mo Xuan’s ear. "Brother, don’t worry about anything else. My cousin can handle things on his own..."

They left the hotel together and headed to the buffet. After grabbing some food and drinks, they sat down to eat.

As they were eating, Luo Tian walked over and plopped down next to Mo Xuan. Before he could say anything, Mo Xuan, for some reason, quickly moved away.

Mo Xuan didn’t see the murderous look in Luo Muqi’s eyes, but Luo Tian saw it clearly.

"Ahem, eating?" Luo Tian coughed lightly, trying to ease the awkwardness. "I’m just taking a break. Dealing with those sharp minds is exhausting!"

"Mr. Luo."

Mo Xuan greeted him politely. Luo Tian waved his hand and said, "No need to be so formal. We’re family now, right, Muqi?"

"Do you have something to say? If not, go back to your meeting."

Luo Muqi’s tone was indifferent as she casually tossed out the words. She then turned to Mo Xuan, gently feeding him a peeled shrimp, her voice softening, "Brother, open your mouth."

Luo Tian’s face twitched visibly. What the hell? Aren’t we the ones who are related?

"I didn’t come here for nothing. Actually, there’s something I wanted to discuss with my brother-in-law."

Hearing Luo Tian refer to him as "brother-in-law," Mo Xuan felt a bit embarrassed. Luo Tian, however, didn’t mind and continued, "Brother-in-law, when you’re at school, be careful. The Cheng family’s daughter has been trying to poach you."

It took Mo Xuan a moment to recall who the Cheng family’s daughter was—Cheng Yuno, Cheng Wenxin’s younger sister, the one he had once shielded from a slap.

Cheng Yuno and the Cheng family had been competing with Luo Corporation for talent. While Luo Corporation had the backing of the Luo family and solid resources, the Cheng family was at a disadvantage and hadn’t been able to pose a significant threat.

But since Cheng Yuno joined the family business, she had been working to close the technological gap with Luo Corporation while actively poaching their talent, especially top graduates from across the country.

"Don’t worry, I won’t leave," Mo Xuan shook his head. "But, Mr. Luo, I’ve been working from home. Could I perhaps..."

"Not yet, not yet!"

Luo Tian quickly interrupted, nervously glancing at his sister. Luo Muqi remained silent, but her sidelong glance made him break the lobster in his hand abruptly.

Brother, they’d never let you die, but they’d definitely let me die! You want to go out and work? Just stay home and consider it a good deed!

"Well, there are still some procedures you need to handle," Luo Tian explained hurriedly, constantly sneaking glances at his cousin. "Work is work, right? You can do it anywhere. Many people would kill to work from home, Mo Xuan. Just stay put!"

Don’t push your luck, or I’ll be the one who suffers!

Of course, Luo Tian couldn’t say what he really thought unless he was out of his mind.

As they were talking, Luo Shiya and Liu Yiyi walked over together. Mo Xuan had met Liu Yiyi a couple of times before and had a good impression of her.

She was gentle, well-mannered, and spoke softly.

Liu Yiyi greeted Mo Xuan and Luo Muqi politely before sitting down next to Luo Tian. Mo Xuan naturally got up to give the couple space, but Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi pulled him back to sit between them.

"Why did you hide here?" Liu Yiyi asked Luo Tian curiously. "Aren’t you going back to the reception?"

"Everything that needed to be discussed is done. What’s the point of going back?" Luo Tian shrugged. "Sister Hui and the others can handle the small talk. I’m just taking a break."

The reception wasn’t large, and most of the guests were close allies of the Luo family, so Luo Tian felt comfortable sneaking away for a moment.

"Alright, then take a rest," Liu Yiyi nodded. "Honey, could you get me a drink?"

"Can’t you get it yourself?"

Hearing Luo Tian’s slightly annoyed tone, Liu Yiyi didn’t get angry. Instead, she leaned in close and suddenly whispered in a heavy Sichuan dialect, "Luo Tian, I’m counting to three..."

Luo Tian shuddered and immediately stood up. Mo Xuan also got up and said, "I’ll go with you. Shiya hasn’t eaten yet."

At the drink counter, Mo Xuan couldn’t help but ask, "I remember Sister Yiyi being quite gentle?"

He had clearly heard that distinctive threat earlier. Not just him, but Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi had heard it too, though they were used to it.

"Gentle? Hah..." Luo Tian smirked. "Back in college, I thought she was gentle too. That’s how I ended up on this ship, and now I can’t get off!"

Luo Tian felt wronged. He had met Liu Yiyi at university and was instantly captivated by her.

Little did he know that her gentle and virtuous demeanor was only one side of her. Deep down, she was a fiery dragon!

Luo Tian wanted to complain about how harsh his wife could be at times, but seeing Mo Xuan, he suddenly felt a sense of balance.

Liu Yiyi’s temper might flare up occasionally, but her threat level was at most a 100.

But his two sisters? They were outright maniacs!

Luo Tian patted Mo Xuan’s shoulder and said earnestly, "Brother-in-law, you..."

After a long pause, Luo Tian finally blurted out, "You better live a long, long life..."

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