Mo Xuan and Luo Muqi had a meal together before heading to the hospital. When Mo Tingting saw him, she initially wanted to say something, but on one hand, she was intimidated by Luo Muqi, and on the other… what was there to say?
Mo Xuan’s eyes didn’t even hold resentment—if there was any, it was just annoyance, as if they were disrupting his life.
“She lost too much blood, and her internal organs are damaged…” Mo Tingting sobbed. “Also, Dad… Dad’s gone. Mom, for some reason, pulled out his oxygen tube today…”
Mo Xuan couldn’t help but smile. “Do you think she shouldn’t have done that?”
After saying that, Mo Xuan ignored Mo Tingting and walked into the ward with Luo Muqi. Qin Ni was lying there with tubes attached to her body, her eyes unfocused, but they lit up slightly when she saw Mo Xuan.
“Mo… Mo Xuan…”
Qin Ni called out to him weakly, but Mo Xuan just stood quietly by her side, his expression calm.
There was no sadness, no joy, not even pity—just a silent gaze.
“Son… my son…”
“Ms. Qin,” Mo Xuan interrupted her coldly. “We’ve severed ties, haven’t we?”
Qin Ni smiled bitterly. Her eyes grew more unfocused, and she mustered the last of her strength, her voice pleading. “Son… I’m dying… Can you… forgive me?”
Mo Xuan didn’t answer her. Instead, he turned to Mo Tingting and asked, “Was her left ear deafened by Chairman Mo?”
Mo Tingting was stunned for a moment, then nodded instinctively. Mo Xuan’s expression showed understanding, and he leaned down to Qin Ni’s left ear, whispering something softly. Then he turned and walked out of the ward with Luo Muqi.
“Mo… Mo Xuan… you haven’t…”
Qin Ni used all her strength, but soon she couldn’t make a sound anymore. Her eyes stared fixedly at the backs of Mo Xuan and Luo Muqi as they left. Then, as the machines in the room began to beep frantically, the heart monitor flatlined.
Hearing Mo Tingting’s heart-wrenching wail from the ward behind them, Luo Muqi asked curiously, “Brother, why did you whisper into her deaf ear?”
“Because I didn’t want her to know my answer. I did it on purpose.”
Mo Xuan shrugged, then asked, “Muqi, do you think that was a bit too harsh?”
Mo Xuan didn’t think he was wrong, but he was worried Luo Muqi might overthink it. However, Luo Muqi just smiled and said, “How could it be? Brother, they deserved it. But what did you say to her in the end?”
Mo Xuan leaned close to Luo Muqi’s ear and whispered, “I told her, ‘Forgive your uncle…’”
Mo Xuan wasn’t that kind or forgiving. If he forgave them for the harm they’d done to him and his grandmother, as he’d told Mo Tingting before, his conscience would be uneasy.
When they returned home together, Luo Shiya was sitting on the sofa, looking over some documents in her hands.
For some reason, Luo Shiya’s complexion didn’t look good. Her face was pale, and her lips were colorless.
Luo Wei’er and Luo Xue’er, upon seeing Mo Xuan return, didn’t rush over to him as excitedly as usual. Instead, they cautiously walked up to him.
“Daddy, Mommy isn’t feeling well.”
Luo Wei’er pointed a small finger at Luo Shiya, who smiled weakly at Mo Xuan and Luo Muqi but didn’t say much.
“Shiya, are you okay?” Mo Xuan and Luo Muqi walked over. “Why do you look so pale?”
“I don’t know what’s wrong…” Luo Shiya gently took Mo Xuan’s hand. “I felt unwell during the meeting earlier, nauseous, and I threw up twice…”
Hearing this, Luo Muqi looked at her sister with surprise.
When Luo Shiya was first pregnant with Luo Wei’er, her morning sickness had been quite severe, and the symptoms were very similar to what she was experiencing now.
Thinking about how, for a long time, neither of them had taken any protective measures with Mo Xuan, and although they had discussed the issue of a second child and had taken medication, it was said that the medication wasn’t foolproof.
Moreover, calculating the time, it had been almost two months since they had drugged Mo Xuan, and Luo Shiya’s previous morning sickness had also started around that time…
“Sis, you… you’re not pregnant, are you?”
Hearing Luo Muqi’s words, Luo Shiya looked up in confusion, then also remembered that contraceptive medication wasn’t absolute.
“What?”
Mo Xuan stared blankly at Luo Shiya. When their children were born, he had only found out he was a father afterward. This was the first time he was facing such a situation, and his mind went completely blank, clearly not processing it yet.
Luo Shiya was about to deny it, but upon further thought, given how often they had been intimate with Mo Xuan without protection, and how they hadn’t been very careful with the medication afterward, having a second child… seemed quite plausible.
Luo Wei’er and Luo Xue’er clearly didn’t understand what was happening and looked at them with innocent confusion.
Luo Muqi looked at the two little ones and suddenly smirked mischievously. “Well, looks like there’s going to be a little brother or sister soon.”
A brother? A sister?
The two little ones immediately sensed that something was wrong.
No, we can’t have a brother or sister! Otherwise, Daddy won’t only love us anymore!
“No brother or sister!”
The two little ones threw themselves into Mo Xuan’s arms and burst into tears. The sound was ear-piercing, to say the least.
Mo Xuan was snapped back to reality by the two little ones. While comforting them, he turned to Luo Shiya and said, “Shiya, let me drive you to the hospital for a check-up. If there really is a second child, I need to know how to take care of you!”
Back then, as a father, he hadn’t fulfilled his responsibilities. Although with the Luo Family’s wealth, Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi would undoubtedly receive the best care, he still felt deeply guilty.
Luo Shiya had a headache. She was already feeling unwell, and Luo Muqi had to go and bring up this topic with the two little ones at this moment.
Glaring at Luo Muqi, who was enjoying the chaos, Luo Shiya said coldly, “Why don’t you call the private doctor already?”
Luo Muqi had only wanted to tease the two little ones but hadn’t expected them to react so strongly. Thankfully, Mo Xuan was there, and after a few gentle words of comfort, the two little ones gradually calmed down.
After having Uncle Zheng arrange for someone to take Luo Wei’er and Luo Xue’er back to their room, Mo Xuan gently held Luo Shiya’s hand, his eyes red. “Why didn’t you tell me you were feeling so unwell?”
“It’s okay, Xuan. I chose this willingly.” Luo Shiya smiled and tightly held Mo Xuan’s hands. “Don’t listen to Muqi’s nonsense. It might not be pregnancy.”
Please, let it not be pregnancy again. Otherwise, with Mo Xuan’s personality, he probably wouldn’t have any time left for them.
They had seen how Mo Xuan had taken care of Luo Wei’er and Luo Xue’er back then. Although they had wanted the children to be closer to Mo Xuan and to better keep him tied down, Mo Xuan had indeed put in his full effort. Otherwise, the two little ones wouldn’t be so attached to their father now.
Soon, the family doctor arrived—a woman in her early thirties who had brought a pregnancy test with her.
After the doctor’s examination and the pregnancy test results, it turned out that Luo Shiya wasn’t pregnant. It was just a stomach issue caused by the cold weather and not paying attention to her diet.
“The symptoms were similar to when you had morning sickness, but it’s not pregnancy,” the doctor said with a smile. “If you’re still worried, Mr. Mo, you can take her to the hospital tomorrow for a more detailed check-up, but I think the result will be the same.”
Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi exchanged a glance, both secretly relieved. Luo Muqi had also checked herself discreetly and found that she wasn’t pregnant either.
They already had two daughters. From now on, they’d have to be more careful… or maybe… well… outside the body?
However, Mo Xuan still discussed with the doctor, asking about Luo Shiya’s morning sickness and what could be done to better manage it.
Taking advantage of the moment, Luo Muqi whispered, “Sis, if we really do end up pregnant again, would we keep it?”
Luo Shiya, covered with a blanket, had taken her medication and some hot soup, feeling much better.
Hearing Luo Muqi’s question, Luo Shiya didn’t answer. Instead, she looked up at Mo Xuan, who was still talking to the doctor.
"I don’t know either. I didn’t want to have a child…" Luo Shiya paused to think. "But it’s Mo Xuan’s child… Muqi, if you were pregnant again, would you want to keep it, or…"
Luo Shiya didn’t finish her sentence, but Luo Muqi understood what she meant.
To keep it or not? The sisters were both at a loss, unsure of what to do…