He's Ours Now...

Mo Xuan's daily life consisted of coaxing children to eat, helping them with washing up, and putting them to bed.

He had become quite adept at this basic routine. Luo Shiya was now the Vice President of Luo Corporation, and Luo Muqi had also joined the company.

During mealtimes, Mo Xuan would have two baby chairs on either side of him. Fortunately, both girls were clever enough to use spoons and forks to feed themselves.

"Wei'er, eat your vegetables. You too, Xue'er, or daddy won't play with you anymore."

The daughters always listened to Mo Xuan's words. While it's normal for children to be picky eaters, strangely enough, they would obediently comply whenever Mo Xuan was present.

"Such double standards..." Luo Muqi gently pinched her daughter's cheek, dissatisfied. "Why won't you eat vegetables when mommy tells you to?"

Although Luo Muqi hadn't used much force, Luo Xue'er looked pitifully at Mo Xuan and pointed at her mother, saying, "Mommy hit me..."

Luo Muqi laughed in exasperation: "So you've learned to tattle to your dad now?"

"No, mommy didn't hit you," Mo Xuan stroked his daughter's head. "Remember, when daddy's not home, you must listen to mommy and auntie too, okay? That goes for Wei'er as well."

Uncle Zheng, the aunties, and the maids watched Mo Xuan with doting smiles. However, when Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi looked at Mo Xuan, their eyes gleamed with an unsettling light.

"Mo Xuan, don't just focus on the babies." Luo Shiya placed an abalone in his bowl. "You've been working hard on your project lately. Uncle Zheng, please have someone send some supplements to Mo Xuan's bedroom later."

"No need, I haven't finished the last batch yet!" Mo Xuan quickly waved his hands. "Sister Luo, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

He usually called Luo Shiya 'Sister Luo' and Luo Muqi 'junior.'

"I've already acquired your program for Luo Corporation," Luo Shiya said with a smile. "For this program, Luo Corporation has purchased it for... I'm giving you ten million, with additional royalties to come."

"That much?" Mo Xuan was stunned. "Sister Luo, I calculated that it would be worth a few million at most..."

"You really don't have enough confidence in yourself, do you?"

While Luo Shiya had indeed used her position as Vice President of Luo Corporation to give Mo Xuan preferential treatment, the copyright fees and profit sharing had been discussed by the corporation's venture capital department before being reported to her.

"Your program is worth this much. This is the combined assessment from Luo Corporation's venture capital and technology departments. Don't undervalue yourself." Luo Shiya said with extreme confidence. "You focus on your doctoral studies. After the program is released, I'll have finance transfer the money to you."

"Thank you, Sister Luo..." Mo Xuan let out a long breath. "All this time and effort hasn't been wasted..."

"Brother is so capable, wasn't this just a matter of time?" Luo Muqi winked. "Come on, brother, eat up. Wei'er, Xue'er, don't keep clinging to daddy, let him eat so he can play with you properly, okay?"

Mo Xuan felt warmth in his heart. In the past, no matter what achievements he made, no one had noticed. Since being with these sisters and taking care of the children, these privileged ladies had constantly encouraged and affirmed him, giving him warmth he'd never experienced before.

"Even though I know I'm not worthy of them, I... still wish these days could last longer..."

As Mo Xuan thought about this, he suddenly felt dazed, and when he imagined them eventually marrying someone else, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

One shouldn't be greedy. He didn't dare to think about either Luo Shiya or Luo Muqi, yet subconsciously, he was reluctant to leave them.

In the past, the only person who had ever made him feel warmth was his grandmother, who was now in a nursing home. Now it was these sisters and his daughters. Mo Xuan's love for his daughters was paternal love, a responsibility. But the gentleness the sisters showed him had gradually developed into a kind of dependency.

Originally, he thought that person was Su Yanran, but unfortunately, it wasn't...

People who lack love often desperately crave care, and ironically, the ones giving him this care were people he had unintentionally hurt before, and they were the noble daughters of Luo Corporation.

The conflicting emotions of inferiority and desire left Mo Xuan completely lost in confusion. But what he didn't know was that this confusion was exactly what the sisters hoped for.

The more confused he was, the more likely he would become dependent on them, until finally, he couldn't leave them...

After dinner, Mo Xuan took the children to play. It was rare that Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi had nothing to do today, so they joined him in playing with the daughters for a while, and even helped with the girls' bedtime routine.

"By the way, Mo Xuan, there's something I think I should tell you," Luo Shiya said, watching Mo Xuan blow-dry Luo Wei'er's hair. "Su Yanran and your brother are getting engaged."

"So soon?" Mo Xuan was quite surprised. "I thought they would wait longer."

Now hearing that Su Yanran was going to get engaged to Mo Jinpeng, whom he despised most, Mo Xuan felt nothing.

A heart doesn't die in a day, but now Mo Xuan felt neither love nor hatred toward Su Yanran.

Because she wasn't worth it.

Seeing Mo Xuan's indifference, Luo Shiya chuckled and said, "I thought you would be upset."

"How could I be? We have no relationship anymore." Mo Xuan shook his head. "Oh right, Sister Luo, I'll probably be home late tomorrow. I need to visit the nursing home."

"Mm, take the car." Luo Shiya moved closer to Mo Xuan, either intentionally or unintentionally. "The car was bought for you. You're Wei'er and Xue'er's father, don't feel so burdened. If you won't drive, either I or Muqi will take you."

"No, I'll drive..."

It would be too high-profile to let them take him...

After putting both children to bed, Mo Xuan returned to his room to wash up. When he came out in his pajamas, the air was filled with a pleasant floral scent.

Mo Xuan knew this was the sleep-inducing aromatherapy in his room, a gift from Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi. Previously, when he had trouble sleeping while writing his program, his sleep quality improved significantly after using this aromatherapy.

However, the effect of this aromatherapy was incredibly strong. Every time, Mo Xuan would fall asleep within minutes, and there was a side effect – he would dream.

These weren't just dreams; they felt real. Each time he would dream of being embraced by someone. In fact, by more than one person!

He had secretly taken it to school and asked a chemistry professor to analyze it. There were no issues found, and he even had a medical professor check the formula. The professor said the aromatherapy was excellent, and judging from the ingredients, it was clearly expensive and carefully formulated, with no side effects.

"As for your dreams... for a young man in his prime, having such dreams... is quite normal!"

The professor had teased, making Mo Xuan embarrassed, so he stopped worrying about it. He felt he was being excessive – they had kindly given him aromatherapy, yet he suspected it had issues.

"However... too strong an effect isn't necessarily good..." Mo Xuan couldn't help yawning. "Why do I feel more tired than usual..."

Mo Xuan lay in bed and fell asleep within minutes. About five minutes later, the door slowly opened, and Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi entered, wearing black silk nightgowns.

"Sister, did we use too much?" Luo Muqi sat on the edge of the bed while extinguishing the aromatherapy. "This is the first time using the new formula. Will brother have any side effects?"

"It's fine, I had this drug tested five times, there won't be any problems."

Luo Shiya lay down on Mo Xuan's left side, gently caressing his face. At this moment, she could no longer suppress the crazy love in her heart, her eyes burning with intensity.

"Xuan..." Luo Shiya whispered in Mo Xuan's ear, like a succubus tempting a lamb. "Remember, Muqi and I are the ones who love you most, and you love us most too, so tell me, you won't leave us, right?"

Surprisingly, the sleeping Mo Xuan mumbled as if sleep-talking: "No, won't leave... Sister Luo... and junior..."

"That's right, don't leave..." Luo Shiya's body seemed to tremble, not from nervousness, but from extreme excitement, as if her prey had finally fallen into the trap! "Say you love Shiya most, love Muqi most..."

"I... love Shiya most... love Muqi most..."

"Say... you are ours... forever..."

"I... forever, am yours..."

Luo Shiya smiled with satisfaction, while Luo Muqi looked at her with an almost uncontrollable, sickly expression, wearing a dangerous smile on her face.

"Brother..."

Luo Muqi murmured, wanting to kiss Mo Xuan. Seeing her seemingly unrestrained gaze, Luo Shiya quickly grabbed her hand.

"The hypnosis has just begun. We've waited all these years, a few more days won't matter."

Luo Muqi was about to protest, but upon sensing her sister's even more manic look than her own, she could only reluctantly give in.

Forced submission?

What they wanted was a Mo Xuan who belonged entirely to the sisters!

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