"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...
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
