"Miss, do you need to confirm the wedding banquet process again?"
In the Su Family Villa, the butler inquired to Su Yanran, who was sitting in a chair, lost in thought. After a long while, there was no response.
"No need, just do as you see fit," Su Yanran's voice was a bit hoarse as she picked up her phone and headed upstairs. "Is Mo Xuan still not on the Mo family's list?"
"Yes, Miss," the butler nodded. "Shall I send an invitation to Capital University?"
"No need..."
Once back in her room, Su Yanran closed the door and, as if drained of all strength, leaned against the white door and slowly slumped to the floor.
She knew that if she didn't do something, she really would have no chance.
"Why did it come to this..."
Su Yanran muttered to herself, but no one answered her. Mo Xuan had severed ties with the Mo family, she had broken up with him, and then announced her relationship with Mo Jinpeng.
Now, she regretted it, perhaps she had regretted it long ago, but it was all too late. She was like an ostrich, too afraid to inquire about Mo Xuan's news, and even more humiliated to leave the country for further studies.
Suddenly, she felt the bracelet on her wrist, and in an instant, Su Yanran's dull eyes seemed to light up.
"He must be waiting for me..." Su Yanran quickly stood up. "Mo Xuan isn't a fickle person, I know it was my fault, but Mo Xuan will understand me!"
Would he? Su Yanran didn't know, but she had to prop herself up, to believe that Mo Xuan still cared for her.
She trembled as she found her bag, took out a newly purchased SIM card, and swapped it into her phone. Mo Xuan had blocked all her contact methods, so she had to get a new card.
After hesitating for a long time, she dialed the number she had always kept at the top, each ringtone striking her heart. Finally, just as the call was about to disconnect automatically, it was picked up. But then, a pleasant, slightly languid, and tired voice with a hint of sultriness made Su Yanran feel like she was plunged into an ice cave:
"Who is this?"
Su Yanran couldn't believe it, there was another woman by Mo Xuan's side? Clearly, he had loved her so much before, how could it be like this?
"Who are you? Where is the owner of this phone?"
Su Yanran's tone was full of anger, and upon hearing her voice, the other side seemed to pause, then suddenly laughed: "I thought who it was, Su Yanran? It's 23:49 now, and I'm holding his phone... who do you think I am?"
"Let Mo Xuan answer the phone!"
Su Yanran suppressed herself from shouting, but her voice kept trembling. However, the person on the other end seemed even more delighted: "I'm afraid that's not possible, he just fell asleep, after all... well, four hours, he's a bit tired... or should I wake him up with a kiss?"
"Shameless!" Su Yanran's face turned red, not just because of the straightforward words from the sultry voice she was speaking to, but more out of anger and resentment. "Mo Xuan, you've sunk so low, how could you..."
"Sister, I'll remind you, I'm now his woman, and oh... I'm carrying his child."
Luo Shiya, wrapped in a robe, her cheeks flushed, looked at Mo Xuan who was deeply asleep beside her. Luo Muqi came out of the bathroom, drying her hair with a towel, her face carrying a hint of a smile.
"Impossible, he, he couldn't have..."
"Nothing is impossible, you gave him up, didn't you?" Luo Shiya taunted. "So, Su Yanran, don't contact him again, or else..."
Suddenly, Luo Shiya's voice turned ice-cold, even through the phone, Su Yanran felt a bone-chilling coldness: "I'll make you regret, regret stealing those years from him!"
"He is ours, this life, the next life, forever!"
Su Yanran panicked and hung up the phone, her mind blank. Luo Shiya's threat was serious, without a trace of jest, even carrying a terrifying madness and hatred.
Who exactly were they? Sisters? She didn't remember any sisters among her and Mo Xuan's mutual friends. That sultry voice sounded familiar, but she couldn't recall where she had heard it before.
"No, it's fake, it must be fake!"
Su Yanran threw her phone forcefully, refusing to believe, refusing to believe that Mo Xuan no longer loved her, and even more so that he would be with another woman...
"It's voice-changing, it must be voice-changing!" Su Yanran seemed to find a reason to comfort herself. "Mo Xuan, you're so childish, using such a method to cover up that you still care about me, you must still have me in your heart!"
Seeing the call disconnected, Luo Shiya's lips curled slightly as she blocked the number. Luo Muqi tossed the towel aside and walked over to kiss Mo Xuan, whose condition was a bit strange, his eyes slightly vacant, as if conscious yet somehow not.
"Sister, is Brother okay?"
Hearing Luo Muqi's question, Luo Shiya gave her a sidelong glance and pushed her aside: "Didn't see you worried earlier... Don't worry, just one or two times won't be a problem. This drug will keep him somewhat conscious, just in a semi-dream state. If it weren't for your tantrum, I wouldn't have used it..."
"Sister, you were even more exaggerated than me just now, weren't you?"
(Regarding the drugs mentioned in this work, they are mostly fictional and not to be taken as real.)
Luo Shiya wrapped her arms around Mo Xuan's neck and gently kissed his lips...
Mo Xuan felt like a puppet, he only felt he had dreamt of being captured by two female demons, being plundered.
He couldn't see their faces, but he could clearly feel their affection for him, a suffocating possessiveness, and voices that seemed to penetrate his brain:
"You will always love us..."
"So, don't be afraid, we will always love you alone..."
Mo Xuan felt utterly exhausted, he had no strength to resist, the seductive whispers seemed to drag him into a fall, making him feel that sinking into their embrace wasn't so bad...
"Sleep, Xuan..." Luo Shiya kissed Mo Xuan's cheek lightly. "Tomorrow you won't remember... but it doesn't matter, I'll make you willingly, never wanting to leave us..."
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
