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...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
