After staying another day, when they left the mountains, Luo Wei'er and Luo Xue'er still couldn't figure out one thing.
Why did it seem like they heard their dad calling for help in their dreams last night? And why was he sleeping with their mom and aunt again? The little ones didn’t understand and couldn’t make sense of it.
It wasn’t until they returned to the manor that Mo Xuan finally woke up, gently comforted by Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi as he returned to his room.
Seeing this, Uncle Zheng sighed and said to a nearby aunt, "Go ahead and prepare Mr. Mo's medicine."
It was thanks to Mo Xuan's martial arts training since childhood that his physical condition was truly remarkable. Otherwise, with the way the two young ladies were exhausting him…
After returning from the mountains, Mo Xuan completed his school project. Cheng Yuno never approached him again after that day, and whenever they happened to cross paths at school, she would avoid eye contact and pretend not to see him.
Mo Xuan, on the other hand, had no intention of engaging with her either. He buried himself in the library, busy finishing his thesis and consulting with his advisor more frequently.
"You really don’t plan to stay at the university?"
His advisor had tried more than once to convince Mo Xuan to remain at the school. He was a promising talent, and the advisor was reluctant to let him go.
However, Mo Xuan smiled apologetically and said, "I’m sorry, Professor, but there are other matters that are more important to me."
Mo Xuan even felt like something was off with himself. It seemed he was becoming a bit of a romantic fool. In the past, he would never have passed up any opportunity. But now, he accepted working from home at Rong Xing, and he turned down his advisor’s offer to stay at the university.
As he left the library, his phone buzzed with a message from Luo Muqi. It was a selfie of her, with a background that surprisingly showed him buried in books at the library.
Mo Xuan looked up in confusion, trying to spot her, when suddenly Luo Muqi hugged him from behind. Today, she had tied her hair in a ponytail and was wearing an adorable rabbit ear headband.
"How long have you been here?" Mo Xuan asked, pleasantly surprised. "Why didn’t you come find me earlier?"
"I saw you working hard, so I didn’t want to disturb you," Luo Muqi replied, handing him a steaming cup of coffee. "Here, drink this. I had it specially delivered, and it’s sweetened."
Taking the coffee, Mo Xuan held Luo Muqi’s hand as they walked toward the parking lot together.
Lately, the two sisters had become increasingly clingy, and Mo Xuan had no choice but to go along with it. Since his workload had lightened, this wasn’t the first or even the second time this had happened. Once, both Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi had even shown up together.
Luo Muqi was one thing, but Luo Shiya would call him to her car, and Hui Jie would discreetly lower the partition. Then, the enchantress would pull him into the back seat, kissing and hugging him…
Afterward, she’d remind him to rest and not overwork himself before heading to the office. Mo Xuan couldn’t help but feel like she was just satisfying her own whims.
And recently, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off with the two of them. It wasn’t just their clinginess; some things seemed downright absurd compared to the past.
When his project group wrapped up, a senior invited everyone out for a meal. Mo Xuan rarely attended such gatherings, but he couldn’t refuse the senior’s personal invitation.
Just as he was about to leave, Luo Muqi somehow showed up. The seniors and juniors exchanged knowing looks, laughing and teasing Mo Xuan, "It’s fine, junior, go ahead and handle your business!"
When he asked Luo Muqi how she knew, she simply said she missed him and wanted to hang out.
Hmm, was that a reasonable excuse? The timing was just a bit too convenient.
But was it unreasonable? She had been coming to see him a lot lately, so it wasn’t impossible for her to show up at the right moment.
"What’s wrong, brother?" Luo Muqi asked, noticing Mo Xuan’s distraction. "By the way, I made some inquiries. Mo Jinpeng still hasn’t been caught yet…"
Mo Xuan almost laughed. That Mo Jinpeng was really good at hiding. After all this time, he still hadn’t been apprehended?
What Mo Xuan didn’t know was that Mo Jinpeng was currently under surveillance by the Luo family. Ever since he stabbed Su Yanran, Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi had arranged for people to keep an eye on him.
As for why the Luo family hadn’t dealt with him or reported him to the police, it was because he still had his uses. Especially since the idiot, despite being a wanted criminal, kept lurking around Qin's Jewelry. They had to keep him safe!
Unaware of all this, Mo Xuan led Luo Muqi to the parking lot, only to find someone standing in front of his Maybach.
Honestly, Mo Xuan almost didn’t recognize his third sister, Mo Tingting, at first glance.
All three daughters of the Mo family were beautiful, but Mo Tingting was the most stunning. It was no wonder she had managed to survive in the entertainment industry as a pretty face for so long.
But now, she wore a camel-colored trench coat, her hair disheveled, with dark circles under her eyes. Her pale, haggard face spoke volumes about how poorly she had been doing.
When she saw Mo Xuan and Luo Muqi, a flicker of hope appeared in Mo Tingting’s eyes, but it quickly faded.
"Mo… Mo Xuan," Mo Tingting stammered, stopping them. "Can I… talk to you alone?"
Why does everyone want to talk to me alone? Mo Xuan’s expression was filled with undisguised disgust when he saw her.
Meanwhile, Luo Muqi smiled at Mo Tingting, but when their eyes met, Mo Tingting involuntarily took a step back.
It wasn’t just the icy pressure emanating from Luo Muqi; the threatening, barely contained madness in her eyes made Mo Tingting’s heart race with fear.
"Say what you need to say here," Mo Xuan glanced at his watch. "I’m busy. If you’re here to talk about regrets, don’t waste our time."
"No, it’s… it’s…" Mo Tingting found the words hard to say, but her mother had begged her to come, so she had no choice. "Big sister has abandoned us, second sister left on her own, and Mom… Mom wants to ask if you could…"
Mo Tingting’s voice dropped to a whisper, but Mo Xuan and Luo Muqi still heard her: "You have money, right? Could you… help Mom?"
Mo Xuan suddenly felt that the famous line the Prime Minister once used to scold Minister Wang was far too polite.
He knew Qin Ni was shameless, but he hadn’t expected her to be this shameless.
Just as Mo Xuan was about to refuse, Luo Muqi suddenly let go of his hand, stepped forward, and slapped Mo Tingting hard across the face.
Even if the Mo family hadn’t fallen from grace, Mo Tingting would have had no choice but to endure it if Luo Muqi hit her.
"I won’t give you a single cent," Mo Xuan said, pulling Luo Muqi back and gently patting her head like she was a puffed-up kitten. "Alright, don’t be angry. It’s not worth it."
"Mo Xuan, I know you hate us, but big sister is relying on the Ye Family and has completely taken over Mo Corporation. Mom has no way to fight back…" Mo Tingting pleaded, her voice choked with sobs. "Dad’s still in the ICU, and Mom’s almost out of money. She’s even thinking of giving up on Dad…"
"Let me correct you. That’s your parents, not mine," Mo Xuan said coldly. "You already know the outcome, so you shouldn’t have come. Qin Ni knew she’d be rejected, so she sent you as a pawn."
"As for Chairman Mo, I won’t lift a finger to help him. If I saved him, what about what happened to Grandma?"
Mo Xuan looked down at Mo Tingting, his voice calm but firm: "Helping you would make me feel guilty."
With that, Mo Xuan took Luo Muqi’s hand and headed for the car. But Mo Tingting still refused to give up. The past few weeks had driven her to the brink of madness.
The Mo family was completely broke, and Qin Ni’s finances were in shambles. Going from luxury to frugality was hard, and now, aside from their villa, they had even sold their cars.
Mo Qingqing, relying on the Ye Family, and the mess that was the Mo family, had left Qin Ni overwhelmed and unable to cope. Her company was already showing signs of decline, which was why they had resorted to selling their cars.
"Mo Xuan, Grandma only had Dad as her son!" Mo Tingting said desperately. "Since you brought up Grandma, could you help Dad and Mom for her sake?"
"Really? Did Chairman Mo remember that he only had one mother?"
"Did you remember that you only had one grandmother?"
Mo Xuan’s two simple sentences left Mo Tingting speechless.
"So, how dare you bring up Grandma?" Mo Xuan sneered. "I have money, and I’ll give it to whoever I want. Right now, I don’t want to give it to you."
“Isn’t that what you told me back then?”