Luo Shiya finished her breakfast and arrived at the company, where Sister Hui immediately came over to report to her in a hushed voice: "The Ye family has made contact with Mo Qingqing."
"Oh? No wonder..."
Luo Shiya couldn't help but sneer. Even before Mo Xuan told her, Luo Shiya was well aware of Mo Qingqing's ambitions. But for her to be so brazen and negotiate terms with Mo Xuan, it was clear she wasn't acting alone.
"It's no surprise that the Ye family's old matriarch took a liking to her. She always did prefer women with ambition," Luo Shiya said softly, gently stroking the necklace Mo Xuan had bought for her. "It doesn't matter. We don't need to concern ourselves with just the Ye family."
Mo Xuan didn't truly understand the real Luo Shiya. To him, the power of this princess of a financial empire was merely an abstract concept. Moreover, in Mo Xuan's eyes, Luo Shiya was gentle. Although she usually appeared aloof, Mo Xuan never thought she was a ruthless person.
In reality, however, Luo Shiya had dismantled dozens, if not hundreds, of corporations and enterprises. Many of them were entrenched wealthy families or well-funded foreign companies.
When it came to matters not involving Mo Xuan, Luo Shiya's cruelty even made Luo Tian shudder. The Luo family was not only a top financial conglomerate but also had significant influence and connections in the underworld and political circles. Countless rival factions had been obliterated with just a flick of Luo Shiya's hand.
If the eldest princess of the Luo family wanted something, she could truly do as she pleased. This was also why so many wealthy heirs, even after learning that Luo Shiya was pregnant out of wedlock and had a daughter, were desperate to marry her.
That's why neither Luo Tian nor Sister Hui could understand why Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi had invested so much effort in slowly investigating and infiltrating the Mo and Qin families.
If she had simply given the word, the Mo and Qin families would no longer exist in Capital by tomorrow.
Luo Shiya seemed to sense Sister Hui's confusion and chuckled lightly. "Xuan has been holding back, because Grandma doesn't want to see him fight to the death with his parents and relatives. So, before he makes up his mind to act, why would I intervene?"
"Whatever my man wants to do, I'll help him achieve it. If he wants to handle the Mo family himself, then of course I'll let him..."
"All I need to do is clear the path for him..."
Sister Hui watched Luo Shiya's sickly smile, which felt even more terrifying than her usual demeanor. Normally, Luo Shiya was merely cold and ruthless, and as the vice president with power no less than Luo Tian's, Sister Hui didn't think that was excessive.
A ruler of a financial empire should be like Luo Shiya—she didn't have to be a good person, but she absolutely couldn't be weak.
But when it came to Mo Xuan, Luo Shiya completely lost her rationality, acting solely on her obsessive love for him, prioritizing everything for Mo Xuan.
"Yes, I understand, Young Mistress."
Sister Hui wouldn't say anything more; she only needed to carry out Luo Shiya's orders...
After separating from Luo Muqi at school, Mo Xuan went to the library, where he spent the entire morning working on his academic paper. By noon, he was ready to head to the cafeteria for lunch.
That's when Luo Muqi called: "Brother, do you want to have lunch together?"
"I was just about to go," Mo Xuan replied, having just left the library. "Are you done?"
"Yes, let's meet at the cafeteria!"
After hanging up, Mo Xuan quickly made his way to the cafeteria, where many young female students couldn't help but steal glances at him.
"That senior is so handsome!"
"He's tall, and his figure looks great too!"
"Stop it, that's Mo Xuan, the man known as the 'unbreakable fortress.' No girl has ever successfully confessed to him!"
With Mo Xuan's looks, he could have easily been a playboy, but after dating Su Yanran in his first year and then focusing on his child and studies, he had politely declined all the confessions from female students. Besides, he wasn't the type to be promiscuous.
It was unclear who had given him that nickname, but Mo Xuan didn't bother arguing about it, even feeling that it was somewhat convenient. For him, being able to make up for his past mistakes and spend more time with his child was far more important.
Now, with the two "she-devils" clinging to him, he had no such thoughts anymore.
"Mo... Mo Senior!"
A petite, adorable junior approached Mo Xuan, her face turning red.
"Hello, is there something I can help you with?"
Mo Xuan's voice was deep and magnetic. Hearing his gentle tone, the junior's face turned even redder. Trembling, she took out her phone and shyly said, "Senior, can... can I add you on WeChat?"
Mo Xuan was momentarily stunned and a bit embarrassed as he replied, "I'm sorry, that might not be very convenient..."
Before he could finish, a warm embrace wrapped around him from behind. Luo Muqi hugged Mo Xuan's waist with a smile, gently saying, "Brother, I've only been away from you for a moment, and already a junior is asking for your WeChat?"
"I'm sorry, junior, you see..."
Mo Xuan chuckled helplessly, but the junior felt defeated, especially when she saw Luo Muqi, who made her feel utterly inferior. Just as she was about to say something, she met Luo Muqi's wild eyes, her face wearing a chilling smile, with a faint red glow in her eyes.
"He's my man, scram..."
Luo Muqi mouthed the words to the junior, who was so frightened that she turned and ran without a word.
"Is she okay?" Mo Xuan was puzzled by the sudden change. "Why did she suddenly run off?"
"Maybe she had something urgent, Brother. Don't worry about her," Luo Muqi said with a pout, pretending to be annoyed. "Brother, you're really naughty, sneaking around with junior girls behind me and Sister's back!"
"No, I didn't agree to anything..."
Seeing Mo Xuan flustered as he explained, Luo Muqi covered her mouth and giggled, then looped her arm through his and whispered, "Brother, be good, okay? Don't talk to any girls other than me and Sister."
Those around them, seeing Luo Muqi and Mo Xuan together, all had the same thought.
"I knew it! He's dating the school flower!"
"Honestly, only someone as good-looking as Mo Xuan could match the school flower, right?"
"Well, that's it. Countless boys and girls are going to be heartbroken now..."
Mo Xuan was feeling overwhelmed. He wasn't one for public displays, but Luo Muqi didn't care at all, even wanting everyone to know!
"Brother, if you really know you're wrong, then you should kiss me," Luo Muqi said, looking up with what seemed like a little devil's tail wagging behind her. "Otherwise, I'll tell Sister that you were flirting with a junior behind our backs, okay?"
"Stop it, Muqi..."
With so many people around, Mo Xuan was too embarrassed. But Luo Muqi wasn't going to let him off the hook. In the end, Mo Xuan had no choice but to lean down and give her a light kiss.
In a corner, a male student slammed his hand on the table, his eyes burning with anger and a hint of humiliation as he glared at the two of them...
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
