Letting You See Her Doesn't Stop Me From Being Jealous

As Mo Xuan walked out of the hospital, he ran into Luo Shiya.

Although she was alone, her beauty was undeniable. Holding a thermos in her hand, she stood there, drawing the gazes of passersby.

"Shiya, what are you doing here?" Mo Xuan was surprised and quickened his steps to reach her. "I thought you’d be at the company…"

Luo Shiya didn’t answer. Instead, she handed him the thermos and then wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Shiya?"

Mo Xuan, holding the thermos in his right hand, was at a loss. Luo Shiya looked up at him, her eyes filled with resentment. Thinking about him meeting Su Yanran, Luo Shiya felt deeply unhappy, very unhappy.

"Nothing, I’m hungry. Let’s go eat." Luo Shiya slowly released him. "And don’t forget to drink the tea I brought you."

Mo Xuan was puzzled. He opened the thermos, and the familiar smell of herbal medicine nearly overwhelmed him.

This was tea? This was clearly medicine, the kind he had to drink every morning… a tonic.

"Uh, this… tea, do I have to drink it now?"

He had finally found an excuse to escape today, but not only had Luo Shiya followed him, she had also brought the medicine with her.

Luo Shiya looked at him and then smiled. "It’s not good when it’s cold. Xiao Xuan, drink it quickly…"

Mo Xuan couldn’t help but shiver, feeling that Luo Shiya’s mood seemed… not particularly good.

Well, he might as well drink it. There were still many days ahead…

Mo Xuan braced himself and downed the medicine in one gulp. The taste was so bitter that even after drinking it several times, it still nearly killed him.

Seeing Mo Xuan’s twisted, pained expression, Luo Shiya sighed, took out a lollipop, unwrapped it, and popped it into his mouth.

"How come you’re still like this when drinking medicine, even at your age?"

Luo Shiya shook her head helplessly, suddenly remembering a time in the past when Mo Xuan had caught a cold. Uncle Zheng had specifically brought him medicine, but Mo Xuan, afraid of the bitterness, refused to take it. It was Luo Shiya who had coaxed him with a lychee-flavored lollipop.

"Afraid of bitterness, huh…" Mo Xuan said sheepishly, sucking on the lollipop. "How did you know I like this flavor?"

"Back when I was sick and my mouth felt bitter, you gave me this flavor of lollipop." Luo Shiya reached out affectionately and touched Mo Xuan’s face. "I remember everything about you, silly…"

Mo Xuan was stunned. Luo Shiya wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes reflecting only him.

"I’m jealous, Xiao Xuan."

"…Huh?"

Mo Xuan was caught off guard by her sudden statement. In Luo Shiya’s eyes, there was an emotion he couldn’t quite understand, something she was struggling to suppress.

"I told you to come, but that doesn’t mean I can’t be jealous." Luo Shiya suddenly stood on her tiptoes and kissed Mo Xuan on the cheek. "Make it up to me."

Mo Xuan chuckled wryly, hugged Luo Shiya, and then whispered, "Then I shouldn’t have come in the first place. I’m sorry. If you don’t have to go to the company, why don’t we go out and have some fun?"

"Anywhere?"

"…Not a hotel."

Joking aside, I just fell for Luo Muqi’s trick yesterday. Did you think I’d let you pull the same stunt again today?

"What are you thinking? Not a hotel." Luo Shiya scoffed. "I didn’t drive here. The chauffeur brought me. I’ll drive later. Give me your keys."

Mo Xuan was still confused but handed over his car keys. The sky was overcast, and though it had stopped snowing, there was still plenty of snow on the ground.

Luo Shiya, however, seemed to be in a good mood. She took Mo Xuan’s hand and walked briskly toward the parking lot. Neither of them noticed a Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly pulling up. A woman stepped out of the car, watching their retreating figures with a thoughtful expression.

"Why is Luo Shiya with him? Shouldn’t it be Luo Muqi?"

If Mo Xuan had turned around, he would have recognized her. Cheng Yuno, the sister of Cheng Wenxin, whose husband had been seduced by Mo Xuan’s third sister.

Cheng Wenxin had been beaten up, and she’d heard about it. The person who’d hit her was Luo Muqi, but today, at the hospital, she’d seen Mo Xuan with Luo Shiya.

"Interesting. Could he have managed to charm both sisters at once?"

Cheng Yuno watched their retreating figures with a meaningful gaze. When she first saw Mo Xuan, she couldn’t deny that his handsome face had attracted her.

She had indeed thought about getting to know him, partly to poach him for the Cheng family, and partly because she was drawn to his looks.

But when she found out that her brother had been attacked by Luo Muqi with a wine bottle because of Mo Xuan, and had even been threatened by her, Cheng Yuno’s thoughts became more complicated.

Cheng Yuno was well-known in the upper circles of the Capital. She was highly capable, and the Cheng family held her in high regard. She had always been surrounded by an aura of success, but whenever people mentioned her, someone would inevitably say, "If only the Luo sisters weren’t around…"

Yes, if it weren’t for Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi, Cheng Yuno would undoubtedly be the most dazzling heiress in the Capital’s elite circles. But with those two sisters around, she was always relegated to the background.

From childhood, except for the two years the sisters had been in hiding, Cheng Yuno had always been overshadowed by them.

Whether it was looks, talent, or family background, the Luo sisters always seemed to be one step ahead of her.

Even when she joined her family’s company, Cheng Yuno had clashed with Luo Shiya on several projects, and each time she had come out on the losing end.

Gradually, Cheng Yuno began to harbor resentment toward the sisters. No matter what she did, the Luo sisters always seemed like an insurmountable mountain, crushing her no matter how hard she struggled.

She was desperate to beat them, but Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi’s attention had never been on her…

She wasn’t stupid. She wouldn’t expose what she’d discovered today. If Su Yanran could figure it out, there was no reason she couldn’t.

"Competing with them directly is out of the question, but…" Cheng Yuno smiled. "What if I could ruin their relationship? After all, it was them who stopped him from joining Rongxing…"

"And those cruel things you’ve done in the past—would you dare tell him about them?"

Sometimes, you just can’t trust people too easily. That was Mo Xuan’s biggest takeaway.

Luo Shiya didn’t take him to a hotel. Instead, they went to a high-end… bed and breakfast near a scenic spot.

"Shiya, so what are we doing here?"

"Oh, of course, to eat." Luo Shiya said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "They provide fresh ingredients here—vegetables, meats, everything’s good. We can cook here."

"Can’t we do that at home?"

"We could, but I like it here." Luo Shiya looked at Mo Xuan, her eyes pleading, a mix of coquettishness and poutiness. "You said you’d make it up to me. Have you forgotten?"

Mo Xuan felt as if his heart had been struck. Luo Shiya rarely showed this side of herself. Who could resist that?

"Alright, I get it…" Mo Xuan tried to suppress his restless heart. "What do you want to eat? I’ll cook for you."

"Let’s talk about it inside, okay? I’ll think about it…"

Luo Shiya wrapped her arm around his affectionately and led him to their room. As soon as the door closed, Luo Shiya suddenly pinned Mo Xuan against the wall, her eyes filled with the kind of passion and possessiveness that always left Mo Xuan slightly unnerved.

"I’ve decided. I want to eat… you."

"Wait, Shiya, what are you…"

"If I eat you, I won’t be angry anymore…"