It was unclear when the snow had stopped, but the sky had cleared. If not for the unmelted snow on the ground, it would have seemed as though yesterday's snowfall had never existed.
For Mo Xuan, his first thought upon waking was that he must have woken up too abruptly again.
Last night, he distinctly remembered holding Luo Shiya, so how come he woke up with Luo Muqi lying on top of him?
Luo Muqi let out a soft hum, like a cat, and her head unconsciously rubbed against Mo Xuan's face. The black strands of her hair brushed past, making his face itch.
"Xiao Xuan, we..."
Grandma came out while speaking, and upon seeing the scene on the sofa, the little old lady paused for a moment before turning around and muttering as she retreated back to the bedroom: "I think I can sleep a bit more..."
Even Mo Xuan heard the sound of the bedroom door being locked.
Mo Xuan felt that if he didn't get up now, things would only get more complicated. But, what was the point of trying to explain? Gently, he shook Luo Muqi, but the little devil in his arms either pretended to be asleep or was truly asleep, showing no reaction and even wrapping her arms and legs around him like an octopus.
The door clicked, and Luo Shiya walked out of the room, already dressed and freshened up. Without makeup, she was still breathtakingly beautiful.
She walked straight to the sofa, her eyebrows furrowed, and then she reached out and slapped Luo Muqi's pert bottom hard.
"Sister, what are you doing!"
Luo Muqi yelped in pain and quickly sat up, her eyes bright.
"Get up, we have to go to the company today," Luo Shiya said, crossing her arms, her tone cold. "There's a meeting, and we'll come back after."
Luo Muqi didn't get up immediately. Instead, she stretched lazily while sitting on Mo Xuan's lap. The house had heating and air conditioning, so it was warm inside. Luo Muqi, feeling languid, finally spoke: "Can't we just let Cousin handle it?"
Luo Shiya shot her sister a look: "Can't we let him handle everything? Besides, Xiao Xuan has things to do today. He can help take care of the kids."
Mo Xuan felt both amused and helpless. The president of Luo Corporation, in the mouths of these two sisters, sounded more like a personal assistant and nanny.
Luo Muqi walked into the bedroom in her slippers. Just as Mo Xuan was about to get up, Luo Shiya pushed him back down and kissed him hard on the lips.
Last night, seeing that Mo Xuan was asleep, Luo Shiya had planned to go to the bathroom and then return to share the sofa with him. In that brief moment, Luo Muqi had taken his spot!
In the bedroom, as Luo Muqi changed her clothes, she couldn't help but rub the spot where her sister had slapped her. Luo Shiya hadn't held back at all!
When Mo Xuan got up and changed, Grandma had already brought out the two little ones, Luo Wei'er and Luo Xue'er. Though still sleepy-eyed, they were dressed neatly, and their hair was styled into cute little braids by Grandma.
"Daddy, hug me~"
Luo Wei'er and Luo Xue'er cooed, toddling over to Mo Xuan. He bent down to pick them up, and both daughters kissed their father's cheeks.
Grandma smiled at the sight, as if reminiscing about something. She went back to the bedroom, apparently searching for something.
After a while, Grandma came out with a wooden box, containing two adorable ceramic dolls, a pair of little girls holding lanterns.
"Grandma, what is this?" Mo Xuan asked, seeing it for the first time. "I've never seen this at home before."
"This was given to me by my mother, and I've kept it all this time," Grandma said, gazing at the ceramic dolls, as if lost in some memory. Sighing, she regained her smile: "Give them to Wei'er and Xue'er. I don't need them, and they're not worth much."
"Dolls~"
The two little ones reached out to grab them, but Luo Shiya stopped them: "Grandma, let me keep them. They're too young, and they might break them."
Luo Shiya took the wooden box carefully and placed it in her bag. Though the little ones didn't get to touch the dolls, they still said sweetly: "Thank you, Great-Grandma!"
Mo Xuan heated up some congee, milk, and cooked noodles. After breakfast, Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi prepared to take the kids to the company. Given the circumstances, it wasn't suitable to bring the children along.
Though the kids were reluctant, they couldn't argue with their stepmother, so they waved their little hands, bidding a feeling of grievance goodbye to their dad and great-grandma.
Grandma, for some reason, followed them out and kissed the children's cheeks before smiling and saying: "Go on, go on, don't be late for work."
The sisters exchanged complex glances with Grandma. Luo Shiya took out her phone and said: "Maybe we shouldn't go today..."
"Oh, go on, hurry up!" Grandma pushed the sisters. "Xiao Xuan and I can take care of things here. Come back early, and Grandma will make you something delicious."
No matter how the sisters and Mo Xuan tried to persuade her, Grandma insisted. In the end, Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi left with the children for the company.
For a moment, the house was left with just Grandma and Mo Xuan. Grandma seemed happy and didn't show any sadness at the departure of her great-granddaughters. She turned to Mo Xuan and said: "Grandma will change her clothes, and then we'll go."
Mo Xuan's lips moved, but he didn't know what to say. Grandma went back to the bedroom, changed into clean clothes and an overcoat, and took out her old glasses and her household registration book, as well as her marriage certificate.
Looking at the photos of herself and Grandpa Mo when they were young, her then-husband's eyes were clear, and his smile was pure.
From when did he become so calculating and suspicious?
"Ah..."
Grandma took off her glasses and wiped the corners of her eyes, then took out an old handbag and put all the documents inside.
“Let’s just leave it at that. It’s not so bad…” Grandma suddenly smiled, as if letting go. “After being entangled for so many years, loving and hating, today it all ends…”
When she came out of the door and saw Mo Xuan waiting, Grandma felt comforted. The grandson she had raised, now had someone to share his life with.
"Let's go, Xiao Xuan," Grandma said, walking slowly over. "We're going to the Civil Affairs Bureau."
At that moment, in the car, Grandpa Mo looked at his marriage certificate with a complex expression.
"Grandpa, have you really thought this through?" Mo Qingqing, sitting in the passenger seat, turned back to look at her grandfather. "Maybe Grandma is just having a moment of doubt. You don't have to..."
“All these years, I didn't apply for an automatic divorce because I hoped she would come back...” Grandpa Mo clenched his teeth. “A trivial matter has entangled us for so many years. We barely meet a few times a year, and when we do, we just argue. It's better to just end it!”
Mo Qingqing was only pretending to be concerned. Compared to this, she just wanted it to be over quickly; she had a meeting to attend.
Fortunately, the Ye family had agreed to help, and her relationship with Ye Ning was now known to the family. Her chances of taking over the company had increased.
She didn't care about her grandparents' divorce, but the thought of possibly seeing Mo Xuan made her agree to come.
Even though the people behind Mo Xuan last time hadn't been of much help, Mo Qingqing, having navigated this circle for so long, knew that interests were the most important.
No matter how much resentment she felt, she wouldn't offend any potential allies. Anyone could be a stepping stone for her to climb higher...
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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)
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
