Su Yanran's Scheme

In the parking lot, Su Yanran stepped out of her Porsche, her purpose for coming to the school to find Mo Xuan.

It would be foolish for Su Yanran to expose Mo Xuan's affairs with Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi. Such matters could be suppressed by the Luo family if they wanted to, and even if they became known, the Luo family had ways to distance themselves from it.

But if it were discovered that she was the one behind it, the Su family would be destroyed by the Luo family on the same day. Unlike Mo Xuan, who didn't care about the business world and had no interest in gossip, Su Yanran was well aware of the Luo family's true nature. Luo Shiya, Luo Muqi, and even the seemingly mild-mannered Luo Tian—they were all predators who devoured their prey without leaving a trace.

On the other hand, Su Yanran had already gained significant real power in her own company. Luo Shiya was right—if Su Yanran wanted to win Mo Xuan back, she had to make a choice.

As she pondered what to say to Mo Xuan when she saw him, Su Yanran looked up and saw Mo Xuan and Luo Muqi walking towards the parking lot. She froze for a moment and quickly hid herself.

If Luo Muqi was there, she wouldn't be able to do anything!

"Brother, after we eat barbecue, let's take a break, okay?" Luo Muqi clung to Mo Xuan's arm, her voice soft and sweet. "I've booked a suite at a hotel…"

"A… suite?" Mo Xuan almost choked on his own breath. "Don't joke, Muqi. Isn't it you who asked me to accompany you for an afternoon outing?"

"Yes, I booked a suite so we can play games together," Luo Muqi waved her phone, winking at Mo Xuan. "What did you think, brother?"

"Ah, I thought… you wanted to watch a movie…"

Mo Xuan's face turned red. Back when they were in school together, Luo Muqi would often drag him to a hotel during afternoons off to play games or watch movies and anime. Now, under the current circumstances, Mo Xuan couldn't help but overthink, forgetting that they had indeed been purely playing games in the past.

Catching Mo Xuan's blush, Luo Muqi's lips curved slightly as she deliberately continued to question:

"Brother, why are you blushing?"

"Brother, why are your ears red? It's not cold, is it?"

"Brother, why are you swallowing your saliva?"

"And why is your body so hot? Are you thinking of something?"

Mo Xuan became even more embarrassed under her relentless questioning, but Luo Muqi wasn't willing to let him off. She pressed on: "Brother, kiss me, or I'll keep going… Mmm…"

Everyone has their limits, and after being teased by this girl for so long, Mo Xuan finally couldn't hold back and kissed her. However, Luo Muqi's eyes carried a hint of madness as she wrapped her arms around Mo Xuan's neck and deepened the kiss with force.

Mo Xuan felt like he had been tricked, but the sweet scent made him unable to help but hold Luo Muqi's waist tightly, unwilling to let go.

"Brother, I don't want to eat barbecue anymore…"

Luo Muqi's eyes seemed misty, her face flushed. She slowly stood on her tiptoes, leaning close to Mo Xuan's ear, her voice soft and almost pleading: "I want to eat you…"

"Be good, let's… let's go eat first…"

Mo Xuan was an ordinary man. Surrounded by these two breathtaking sisters every day, teased intentionally or unintentionally for so long, and now with a physical relationship, his rationality was fragile, but he still forced himself to stay sober.

Luo Muqi merely smiled seductively and took Mo Xuan's hand, saying, "Alright, let's go."

Today, Mo Xuan had driven his Maybach to school. As soon as he got into the car, before he could even buckle his seatbelt, Luo Muqi sat on his lap, wrapping her arms around his head and raining kisses on his lips and face.

"Muqi, stop playing…"

Mo Xuan caught her hand as it slipped into his clothes. Today, he was only wearing a dark blue hoodie, which Luo Muqi had already pulled up halfway, revealing his eight-pack abs.

"Brother, why are you so irresistible?" Luo Muqi smiled tenderly, but a dangerous glint flickered in her eyes. "If I hadn't come, would you have added that junior's WeChat?"

"How could I?" Mo Xuan quickly shook his head. "You know me, I don't have many friends at school…"

This was indeed true. Mo Xuan had lived alone in an apartment since he was 15, after losing part of his memory, which made him less inclined to socialize. Cheng Jiahao had been one of his few friends, but after a betrayal, Mo Xuan doubted his ability to judge people. With a child now, he had even fewer close relationships at school, and his group members were more like colleagues.

"Brother, you're mine and sister's. You can't go looking for others…"

Luo Muqi caressed Mo Xuan's face tenderly, yet with a hint of restraint, and suddenly kissed him on the lips, as if in a fit of pique, but also as if afraid of hurting him, she gently bit him.

"How could I?" Mo Xuan didn't get angry over her small act but instead reached out to pat her head. "I won't betray you. As long as you need me, I'll always be by your side…"

Mo Xuan didn't realize how devastating those words were to Luo Muqi. She became even more greedy, kissing Mo Xuan with increasing urgency and disorder: "Brother, let's go to the hotel… or else, I'll eat you right here…"

Startled, Mo Xuan quickly started the engine. In broad daylight, he had no confidence in testing his own limits!

Only after the Maybach disappeared into the distance did Su Yanran emerge, her face pale. The closer Mo Xuan and Luo Muqi seemed, the more painful she felt inside.

Why? That man's gentleness and tolerance should all be hers!

She felt regret, but even more, she was consumed by jealousy. She was jealous of both Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi, to the point of madness!

This should have all been hers. The girl he had just kissed should have been her, and the one who had given him a child should have been her!

When people endure immense pain, they tend to block out their own mistakes.

She had forgotten that it was she who had pushed Mo Xuan away, that it was she who had gradually sided with Mo Jinpeng, and it was she who had stood against Mo Xuan when he was framed by Mo Jinpeng!

"It's okay, it's not too late, everything is still possible!" Su Yanran clutched her handbag frantically. "I need to stay calm. I must take him back from them!"

Suddenly, Su Yanran seemed to think of something, and a smile gradually appeared on her face.

"There's my grandmother, and the engagement!"

Mo Xuan listened to his grandmother. If she could persuade the Su Family Matriarch to intervene, then the engagement would still be between her and Mo Xuan.

Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi's current situation made it impossible for them to marry Mo Xuan, but she could. She didn't believe the Luo family would allow their daughters to continue to cling to Mo Xuan once she and Mo Xuan were engaged.

The child? Would the Luo family allow their daughter's child to be raised by someone else?

Once Mo Xuan compromised because of his grandmother and agreed to the engagement with her, she could lure him abroad. No matter how powerful the Luo family was, they couldn't reach across the ocean, could they?

With this thought, Su Yanran immediately took out her phone and called her assistant: "Don't draft the contract for the cooperation with the Mo family for now."

Su Yanran was currently serving as the general manager. There was a recent cooperation that Mo Jinpeng was in charge of. Since returning from abroad, Su Yanran had ignored Mo Jinpeng, and although he was dissatisfied, he couldn't express it, largely because of this cooperation.

Mo Qingqing was too capable, and Mo Changshan was reluctant to let her step down from the president's position. Mo Jinpeng was more anxious than anyone.

"Mo Jinpeng, it's all your fault. If it weren't for you, why would Mo Xuan ignore me?" Su Yanran's eyes turned red. "Mo Xuan, you'll see. Compared to them, I'm the one who truly loves you!"

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