Mo Xuan had no idea that his high school classmate had just been here. He asked Luo Muqi helplessly, "Why did you come out? And how did you know we were here?"
"I told my sister I was taking a call, and then I sneaked out while she was busy in the kitchen," Luo Muqi replied with a playful wink. "Also, don’t forget, brother, the girls have trackers. We gave them those custom cartoon necklaces specifically in case they were kidnapped."
Mo Xuan then remembered that the cartoon necklaces his two daughters wore were custom-made tracking devices with an alarm function.
But... was this really how it was supposed to be used? Of course, he didn’t know that he himself was also being tracked...
Just as Luo Muqi was about to say more, Luo Shiya’s phone call came in, sounding as if she were about to kill someone:
"You have five minutes to get back here, or I’ll come and drag you back myself!"
Luo Muqi pouted. Why was her sister like this? Besides, with the kids around, what could possibly happen? Where was the trust between people?
"Alright, Muqi, you should head back first," Mo Xuan said with a smile. "I’ll stay and play with the kids for a bit before we go back."
Luo Muqi had no choice but to give in. She kissed Mo Xuan on the cheek and pinched the chubby little faces of the two "milk buns," completely ignoring their resentful little glares.
As if I don’t know what you’re thinking! You don’t like it when I kiss your dad, huh?
Luo Muqi deliberately kissed Mo Xuan again, provoking the two little ones to wave their tiny fists at her in frustration.
Mo Xuan couldn’t help but chuckle. Why did it feel like she, a grown adult, was deliberately teasing the kids?
After playing with the kids in the children’s play area for a while, Mo Xuan finally carried his two daughters back to the guesthouse when Luo Shiya called again.
As soon as they entered, the aroma of food filled the air. Hearing the door, Luo Shiya peeked out from the kitchen, still wearing her apron. She smiled softly at Mo Xuan, "You’re back? Go wash your hands with the kids, and let’s eat."
Luo Muqi came out carrying a large bowl of soup and placed it on the dining table. She then turned and ran over to Mo Xuan, her face beaming with joy, "Brother, I made several dishes today. You, Wei’er, and Xue’er should hurry up!"
For a moment, Mo Xuan felt a bit dazed, but then he suddenly laughed and hugged his two daughters, saying, "Alright, I got it. I’ll be right there."
It seemed like he had everything he wanted—and even more than that...
After returning from the guesthouse, Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi continued to focus on their work, while Mo Xuan also wanted to finish his project as soon as possible and wrap up his studies.
Since Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi had expressed their desire to leave, he naturally planned to go with them.
As for the matters of the Mo family, he didn’t pay much attention. Mo Jinpeng was still on the run, and by now, he was probably like a rat in the gutter, hiding in some corner, either living in fear or rotting away.
Mo Changshan still hadn’t woken up, and Qin Ni was overwhelmed with troubles. Mo Yingying had gone abroad and disappeared, while Mo Qingqing, the eldest daughter, seemed determined to sell off the entire Mo Corporation for cash.
But none of this had anything to do with Mo Xuan anymore. However, he did receive a call from Grandma Su.
After Mo Xuan left, Su Yanran’s mental state had deteriorated, and her physical condition wasn’t great either due to her injuries. Grandma Su told Mo Xuan that Su’s Mother was planning to take Su Yanran abroad.
"She wanted to see you one last time, but I stopped her," Grandma Su sighed. "Mo Xuan, in the end, our Su family has wronged you..."
"Grandma Su, this isn’t your fault," Mo Xuan gently comforted the elderly woman. "Her heart changed, and that’s something you couldn’t control."
"Sigh... If I had known it would turn out like this, I would never have agreed to your engagement with Yanran. I’ve let down my old friend..."
Thinking of Mo Xuan’s grandmother, Grandma Su couldn’t help but cry. The lifelong friendship between the two old women had been tarnished by her own granddaughter.
"Grandma Su, please don’t say that. None of us can predict the future," Mo Xuan sighed. "You’re not in good health yourself, so please take care and rest well."
After comforting the old woman for a while, Mo Xuan returned to his group to continue working. According to a senior in his group, the Cheng family had been frequenting Capital University lately. They weren’t just focusing on graduate students anymore but were also reaching out to undergraduates in related fields, even starting to connect with some second-year students.
Mo Xuan didn’t pay much attention to this. Some juniors had approached him for advice on career choices, and he simply shared his honest understanding of Rongxing and Cheng Corporation.
He had no right to interfere with how these talented young students made their decisions, but he always felt that if he had to choose between the two companies, he would choose Rongxing every time.
The Cheng family seemed determined to go head-to-head with Rongxing, poaching talent and trying to win over students. But who knew what their long-term plans were?
In this day and age, painting grand visions for college students no longer worked. In terms of salary, the two companies were similar, with Cheng Corporation offering slightly higher pay. But when it came to work environment and future development, it was almost a no-brainer to choose Rongxing.
"By the way, you’re also working at Rongxing now, right, junior?" the senior seemed to recall something. "I heard Cheng Corporation has been trying to poach people from Rongxing, offering very high salaries..."
Mo Xuan shook his head and said calmly, "I don’t know about that. I’m quite content with my current job."
Spending every day at home, either with his two precious daughters or their mothers, of course he was content.
The senior chatted with him for a bit longer before returning to his own work. Just as Mo Xuan lowered his head, his advisor walked in, looking somewhat displeased.
"Mo Xuan, come with me for a moment..."
Confused, Mo Xuan got up and followed his advisor out. When they reached a quiet spot, the advisor sighed and said, "You know about the ongoing rivalry between Cheng Corporation and Rongxing, right?"
Mo Xuan was momentarily stunned but nodded. The advisor continued, "Our current project has been bought by Cheng Corporation in the bidding process. Now, Miss Cheng wants to meet you."
"Meet me?" Mo Xuan looked at his advisor in confusion. "I’m not really familiar with her. Why does she want to see me?"
"I’m not sure. Maybe she wants to poach you?" the advisor gave Mo Xuan a somewhat helpless look. "She said the two of you know each other."
Know each other? He had stopped a slap for her and even fought her brother’s bodyguard.
In fact, what Mo Xuan regretted most was not slapping her brother, Cheng Wenxin, that day. If it weren’t for the fear of causing trouble for Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi, he would have loved to give him a good smack.
In his twenty-something years of life, why had he encountered so many bizarre people?
"Since she specifically asked to see you, it’s better to meet her once. If it doesn’t go well, you can always let the Luo family know," the advisor smiled. "The whole school knows about you and the second Miss Luo. Even though Su Yanran left you, it seems like things have turned out for the better."
Mo Xuan felt a bit awkward—after all, it wasn’t just Luo Muqi... But he didn’t explain further to his advisor, simply laughing it off and changing the subject, "Alright, I’ll meet her. When should I go, professor?"
"She’s waiting in the conference room right now. You can head over now!"
Huh, so she’s already prepared? Mo Xuan didn’t think too much about it. He took off his ID badge and went to the conference room. After knocking on the door, he heard a crisp female voice telling him to come in, so he pushed the door open.
Cheng Yuno was sitting on a chair, looking through some documents. When she saw Mo Xuan, she slowly stood up, walked over with a smile, and extended her hand, "Hello, Mo Xuan. It’s been a while."
Mo Xuan frowned, shook her fingertips briefly, and immediately let go.
Seeing this, Cheng Yuno looked at him with interest, then said meaningfully, "What’s the matter? Are your two princesses keeping a close eye on you?"
"What do you mean by that?"
Hearing her words, Mo Xuan’s expression instantly darkened. Clearly, she knew about his relationship with Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi.
"Nothing much. I’m just curious. I didn’t expect you to be so capable, managing to win over the two Miss Luos so effortlessly."
Cheng Yuno deliberately paused, watching as Mo Xuan’s expression grew increasingly grim, before continuing, "Those two, of all people, being so devoted to you? Mo Xuan, how about we have a chat?"
"Let's talk about those two Luo family daughters who treat you like a treasure—just how famous are they in our circle?"