"Mr. Mo, you should understand that while we can't afford to offend the Luo family, it doesn't mean we can't deal with you," Li Manqing said at the right moment. "Between you and the Cheng family, do you really think Second Miss Luo would choose a boyfriend with no family background over the Chengs? If the young master wants to use any means, it's just a matter of us giving up a few projects."
"And it might not even require that. A few gifts and an apology at their doorstep, and you really think Second Miss Luo is bound to marry you?"
Mo Xuan just sighed. He would give up only if Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi told him themselves that they no longer needed him. Not because of some stranger he didn't even know, threatening him to leave.
Even if this relationship was twisted and abnormal, as long as Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi still needed him, he wouldn't care, even if it were a nightmare.
"Mr. Cheng, if that's what you want to talk about, then I'll take my leave," Mo Xuan said, spreading his hands. "Muqi and I will resolve our issues ourselves, or the Luo family can come to me. But as for you, an outsider, there's no need for us to talk."
Cheng Wenxin remained calm, but the beads in his hand were turning faster and faster. After a long while, his tone carried a hint of threat: "Do you believe I can make sure you don't leave here today?"
"Mr. Cheng, if Muqi had you in her heart, there wouldn't be any room for me," Mo Xuan said, feeling a headache coming on. Indeed, rumors couldn't be trusted. This so-called noble son of a wealthy family had to set up some 'Buddha boy' persona, and yet, he exploded after just a few words. "If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave. Also, this is a rule of law society, and I'm not afraid of you."
"Ha, Mo Xuan, you still don't get it. Some of us are different from you!" Cheng Wenxin said coldly with a sneer. "The situation has been explained clearly. Here, I'll add another three million to the deal. Mo Xuan, I heard Rongxing has already scheduled you for an interview, right? You think, with the Cheng family's influence, who do you think Rongxing would side with?"
"Don't force me to wipe you out across the entire Capital. If I want to, you could be beaten up by my men, and no hospital would dare treat you! Oh, and I have a dinner tonight with Luo Tian. Do you think Luo Tian would side with me or with you?"
Mo Xuan's impression of Luo Tian was of a hapless guy who would tremble at the mere cough of Luo Shiya. He had no idea what kind of leverage Luo Shiya had over Luo Tian, but the only son of the Luo family's first branch was constantly manipulated by his cousin from the second branch.
"Do as you please."
Mo Xuan couldn't be bothered to argue and turned to leave, but Cheng Wenxin snapped his fingers. Two bodyguards almost ran to block Mo Xuan's path.
"You, you're forcing me…" Cheng Wenxin said, his face showing a compassionate mercy. "Don't dirty this pavilion. The scenery here is so elegant; his blood is too filthy…"
"By the way, Mr. Cheng, while you're busy posing, let me ask you something," Mo Xuan interrupted, taking off his black-rimmed glasses. "How many men did you bring? Why not call them all out?"
"Two are enough to deal with you," Cheng Wenxin closed his eyes, his face cold as he fiddled with the beads. "As long as no one dies, anything goes."
"You're sure it's just the two of them, right?"
Mo Xuan put his glasses in his jacket pocket and then stretched his neck. "Alright, you two, come at me together. I'm in a hurry…"
A few minutes later, Mo Xuan walked out of the teahouse unscathed. Soon, an ambulance arrived, and the two bodyguards were carried away on stretchers.
Cheng Wenxin sat on the stone bench, his beads scattered on the ground, his face pale. Li Manqing, even more pale, hid behind a pillar for a long time before she finally walked over.
Mo Xuan, an unknown figure, had effortlessly injured two bodyguards!
As he left, he walked up to Cheng Wenxin and tore his beads apart. "I've never heard of someone who claims to be devoted to Buddhism still obsessing over how to steal a woman. Maybe you should stop chanting and cleanse yourself first, fundamentally solve your issues, and then you can promote… the teachings of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism."
Seeing the scattered beads on the ground, Cheng Wenxin's originally pale face slowly turned red. He swept all the scriptures on the stone table to the ground!
He had always been above others, but today, he was humiliated by someone he looked down upon!
The incident didn't affect Mo Xuan's mood, though he couldn't have lunch. Fortunately, he still had the hot spring steamed buns he bought for his grandmother.
Driving to the nursing home, he entered the ward. Aunt Zhang wasn't there, and his grandmother was unusually awake, wearing her reading glasses and reading a newspaper.
"Grandma, didn't I tell you to read less newspapers and use your phone?"
Mo Xuan put the fruits and the hot spring steamed buns he brought on the table. Seeing Mo Xuan, his grandmother smiled apologetically. "Aunt Zhang had something to do and went back first. Knowing you were coming, Grandma was afraid of falling asleep, so I didn't know what to do. Reading the newspaper actually made me feel more awake."
"Is that something a good person would say?" Mo Xuan said with a wry smile. "I brought you hot spring steamed buns and some fruit. Have you had lunch?"
"Yes, Xiao Xuan, tell me, did Jin Peng get into trouble again?"
Hearing his grandmother ask this, Mo Xuan sighed and picked up a fruit knife to peel an apple for her. "You don't need to worry about it. Whatever trouble he gets into, he brought it on himself."
"Ah, I just feel sorry for you!" His grandmother sighed. "Jin Peng has some small cleverness, but he's spoiled by your useless parents and sister. If this family business doesn't go to you, it will surely be ruined by him!"
"Grandma, you know I'm not interested…" Mo Xuan handed the sliced apple to his grandmother. "Besides, isn't there still Mo Qingqing?"
"Ha, your older sister… She inherited your father's ruthlessness and your mother's coldness without missing a bit!" His grandmother said disdainfully. "Qingqing is capable, no doubt, but her ambitions are too big. Her insatiable desires will lead to trouble sooner or later!"
Mo Xuan couldn't help but admire his grandmother. Despite meeting only a few times a year, she saw through Mo Qingqing completely. In comparison, his own ability to judge people was practically blind. Thinking about it, Mo Xuan mentioned the shares issue to his grandmother, including Mo Qingqing's acquisition.
"Sell them, that old man and your parents raised such a viper. Whatever consequences come, they have to bear them themselves!" His grandmother didn't care about Mo Qingqing buying the shares. "Whoever offers the money, we sell to them. As for the rest, that's their problem…"
Mo Xuan inwardly sighed. Over the years, his grandmother's heart had completely died. She had always stopped him from avenging her, not wanting to see the family torn apart by infighting.
"Sell the shares, and you and the two Luo girls can live peacefully," his grandmother said, reaching out to pat her grandson's head. "Child, let me tell you, no matter what happens, you must believe that those two girls love you…"
Mo Xuan looked at his grandmother in surprise, not understanding her meaning. She didn't elaborate further but continued, "Don't think about revenge. This life, I've had a karmic relationship with them. I just hope for the next life, we don't meet again…"
"But, Grandma, I still want Xiao Xuan to be my grandson…"
Mo Xuan held back his tears, his voice hoarse. "This life, I'm still your grandson, aren't I? You just wait, Wei'er and Xue'er are still waiting for you to be discharged so their great-grandmother can make them candy cakes…"
"Alright, then I'll have to eat more. Come, let me taste these hot spring steamed buns!"
Everyone knew the outcome, but no one was willing to say it out loud…
Everyone hoped for a miracle, yet they all understood that miracles wouldn't come…
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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)
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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.
