The discharge procedures were handled quickly, and Grandma's spirits had improved significantly. Mo Xuan tried to help her, but the elderly lady was a bit reluctant.
It was also thanks to the caregivers at the nursing home and a few helpful family members who assisted. Even the director came out to see Grandma off before she got into the car. After all, the nursing home had been quietly acquired by Luo Corporation. The director felt a sense of relief seeing Grandma leave. Fortunately, she hadn't had any major issues during her stay, but if something had happened...
Grandma and Aunt Zhang sat in the back seat, while the two little ones cuddled up to their great-grandma, making the elderly lady beam with joy.
"I've already told Mu Qi; she's going to Grandma's place to meet us," Luo Shiya said, putting down her phone. "Grandma's place can't be left unattended. How about we stay there tonight?"
Luo Shiya had suggested that Grandma come stay with them, but Grandma refused, insisting on returning to her own small home, feeling more at ease there.
"Well, Grandma's place isn't very big. If you and Mu Qi also stay, it might be a bit cramped," Mo Xuan said hesitantly. "I'll stay there tonight to take care of Grandma. You and Mu Qi can take the kids back later, right?"
Grandma's place was an older apartment with two bedrooms and a living room, not very spacious. Having four adults and two children all squeezed together would indeed be a bit inconvenient.
"It's fine, don't worry about it," Luo Shiya said with a light laugh. "And you know, the kids can't bear to be away from you."
In the end, Mo Xuan had no choice but to agree. Upon arriving at the apartment, it was fortunate that Mo Xuan and Grandma Zhang had occasionally come to clean and air the place, so it was still spotless and tidy.
Grandpa Zhang had passed away when Mo Xuan was 17, and Aunt Zhang had taken Grandma Zhang with her. However, Grandma Zhang still came back from time to time to tidy up her old home. Since Grandma had been hospitalized, Grandma Zhang had taken a spare key and occasionally came to help out.
Aunt Zhang didn't come up; she got off the car halfway and returned home, reminding Mo Xuan to bring Grandma over for dinner tomorrow. If it weren't for the snow, Grandma Zhang might have come over directly.
Mo Xuan helped Grandma back to her room. After all the activities, the elderly lady was a bit tired. Mo Xuan fetched a blanket, made the bed, and let her rest. The two little ones were also getting sleepy and wanted to sleep.
Grandma wanted to cuddle with the kids, so Mo Xuan brought out another blanket and let the two children sleep with Grandma in the same bed.
When he finished settling them and closed the door, he saw Luo Shiya standing in his bedroom.
"Your room is quite simple," Luo Shiya said with a smile, sitting on Mo Xuan's bed. The room had only a wardrobe, a desk, a chair, and a bookshelf. Apart from study materials, there were also some classic literature and a complete set of "Neon Genesis Evangelion" and over a dozen "One Piece" manga.
"You and Mu Qi can stay in here tonight," Mo Xuan pointed to his double bed. "I'm sorry it's a bit cramped..."
Luo Shiya didn't continue the topic but instead took Mo Xuan's hand and said, "The snow isn't too heavy now. Why don't we go out for a walk?"
It was a bit amusing that despite being so intimate, Mo Xuan and Luo Shiya had never quietly strolled together alone.
Snowflakes drifted in the sky as Luo Shiya held Mo Xuan's hand and walked slowly with him. This neighborhood was mostly populated by retirees, and with the snow falling, there was hardly anyone around at this time.
Even though it was daytime, it was very quiet, and the sound of their footsteps on the snow was pleasant.
"It feels like the first time we've been able to be together so quietly," Luo Shiya stopped and gently brushed the snow off Mo Xuan's head. "It feels like a date."
"Isn't this a date?" Mo Xuan said shyly. "Don't couples usually walk together like this?"
"Right, I forgot, our little Xuan has experience," Luo Shiya said with a meaningful tone, emphasizing the word "experience." "Do couples usually get carried away and kiss passionately before heading to a hotel?"
"I-I've never done that!" Mo Xuan quickly waved his hands. "I-I've never been with anyone before you..."
Of course, I know that. Your first kiss was with me... Luo Shiya thought to herself with a chuckle. Luckily, she had been clever and tricked him into giving her his first kiss when he was easy to manipulate.
That was before Mo Xuan lost his memory, and it seemed to have happened around here...
Suddenly, she wondered when she had started acting so out of character. Luo Shiya couldn't pinpoint the exact moment.
Was it the first time she saw him sitting on a tree, eating a melon with a blissful expression?
Or the first time she stole a kiss from him when he wasn't paying attention?
Or was it when he was injured but still bit the leg of the men chasing her and Luo Muqi, like a wounded cat who, despite being battered, still bared its fangs and claws to protect them?
One thing she was certain of was that Mo Xuan had become a part of her very being, her soul, and could never be separated from her...
At home, Grandma, who had been asleep, woke up at some point. She tucked the two little ones in and took out her old-fashioned phone, walking to the living room.
She dialed the top-priority number, and after a long while, Grandpa Mo's sarcastic voice came through: "Oh, what made you think of calling me?"
"Let's get a divorce."
Grandma said these three words calmly, and there was silence on the other end of the line, though she could hear his hurried breathing.
"I don't have much time left, and I really don't want to die with the title of your wife," Grandma slowly sat down on the sofa. "I don't want to be buried with you after I die. It's better for both of us."
"Fine!" Grandpa Mo practically spat out the word. "But let me tell you, after the divorce, the property..."
"Old man, after all these years, do you still think money can threaten me?" Grandma chuckled. "I don't want your money, just the divorce."
"For that one thing, how long are you going to keep this up?"
An angry voice came from the phone, but Grandma's expression remained calm.
"You know, the thing I truly care about isn't whether you tarnished your reputation or caused such a scandal," Grandma said. "Do you know what it feels like to watch a rose wither and rot from full bloom? That's how I've watched your heart turn into this."
"I've warned you countless times, and I've tried to bring you back to that blooming rose, but you chose to continue rotting. And how long are you going to hold a grudge against your brother? He's been dead for so many years, and you're still cold to your own grandson over a birth date? Are you angry, or are you just feeling guilty?"
Grandma sighed and then said softly, "You and your brother are just like Jin Peng and Xuan..."
"Enough, just get the divorce, and do it quickly!"
With that, the call was disconnected, and Grandma shook her head helplessly, placing the old-fashioned phone on the coffee table.
"People are too stubborn, blinded by their own ignorance..."
Grandma slowly got up and walked back to the bedroom with heavy, slow steps...
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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.
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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."
