Chapter 15: Christmas: Ever since Mo Han appeared, no one else fit in his eyes

Over the next few days, Luo Fei accompanied his cousin Emile sightseeing around the Lyra Constellation, enjoying a rare period of relaxed, leisurely holiday.

Regrettably, he didn’t run into Mo Han again.

He didn’t know why he felt regret. He actually quite enjoyed coordinating with Chongming to act in front of Mo Han.

Not seeing Mo Han seemed to make things less interesting?

…

In the blink of an eye, it was December 25th.

Christmas was a holiday the Empire’s citizens valued greatly. Most companies and organizations had the day off. Online shopping platforms had numerous Christmas promotions. Princess Xiya, clearly in the holiday spirit, had bought a giant Christmas tree from a network store.

The tree reached three meters high. When the delivery robot brought it to the doorstep, Luo Fei was utterly stunned.

It was lucky Princess Xiya’s villa living room had a ceiling higher than three meters; otherwise, this gigantic tree wouldn’t have fit.

Princess Xiya cheerfully ordered the tree brought inside. She sat beside it, taking out a thick stack of red Christmas stockings and stuffing them with presents one by one. “I buy a Christmas tree every year and hang some stockings with gifts inside. It’s really just for luck and adds a festive atmosphere.”

Luo Fei and Emile resigned themselves to helping her prepare the gifts—small trinkets like chocolates and candies, plus some slips of paper with well-wishes.

It was, honestly, a bit childish.

But Princess Xiya was clearly “young at heart,” so as the younger generation, Emile and Luo Fei had to play along.

Around 5 PM, the Christmas tree was finally decorated. Emile drove to the spaceport to pick up his father. Luo Fei stayed home to help.

Princess Xiya personally went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Luo Fei very proactively followed her to help.

Xiya turned to him in surprise. “You’re a prince, yet you’re willing to go into the kitchen to cook?”

Luo Fei laughed. “Can a prince not enter the kitchen? Father never set such a rule for me. Besides, food made by robots isn’t bad, but it never tastes quite as good as something made by human hands. Your cooking is so excellent, I was hoping to learn a bit.”

Seeing his serious expression, Xiya smiled softly and said, “Your temperament is much gentler than your father’s, and even gentler than your Omega dad’s.”

Luo Fei couldn’t help but complain, “My dad doesn’t match the word ‘gentle’ at all, does he? It’s fine as long as he doesn’t beat people up.”

Thinking of that little violent monster, Lin Yuan, who beat up all the Alphas in the military academy in his youth, Xiya also couldn’t help but laugh.

Having been beaten from childhood to adulthood by his violent dad, it was no wonder Luo Fei’s temper was so good.

After a moment, she asked with concern, “Oh right, the Royal Family has the tradition of royal princes getting engaged upon adulthood at eighteen. Regarding your marriage, what’s your father’s stance?”

Luo Fei said, “Father has already agreed to abolish this system. Actually, back then, Father himself didn’t get engaged at eighteen. That centuries-old Royal Family rule has long existed in name only. Plus, with marriage freedom now, reactivating the genetic screening rule is also inappropriate. My Prince Consort—I want to find them myself.”

Xiya asked curiously, “What type of Omega do you like, then?”

Luo Fei thought carefully and said, “It doesn’t necessarily have to be an Omega. I think, for two people to be together, the most crucial thing is that their hearts are in sync. Those factors like genes or family background aren’t within my considerations. My condition for choosing my Prince Consort is only one—I like them, and they like me.”

I like them, and they like me?

The First Prince’s criteria for choosing a partner was so simple it was almost unbelievable. But finding someone who met this condition was not so easy.

Xiya nodded with approval. “Meeting a beloved who loves you back is what’s hardest to find. True hearts can’t be bought with gold.”

Luo Fei said, “I agree. Feelings are more important than anything. As long as it’s someone I like, no matter who they are, I will do my best to win them over. And with Father being so open-minded, I believe he won’t interfere in my romantic matters.”

The two chatted while cooking. Luo Fei had never cooked before and knew nothing about culinary arts, but his learning ability was extremely strong. Xiya only demonstrated twice, and he managed to learn and stir-fry several dishes, which tasted quite good.

Xiya praised, “Whoever marries a thoughtful Alpha like you in the future will be very fortunate.”

Luo Fei smiled. “You can’t exactly say that. Taking care of the person you like is only right. If there’s a chance later, I also want to personally cook for the one I like. In the Royal Palace, Father doesn’t cook for Dad personally, but he’s always deeply respected my dad and spoiled him terribly. Father practically never refuses any idea Dad proposes.”

Xiya: “…………”

Hearing such truths from someone as young as Luo Fei—truths many Alphas never realize in a lifetime—Xiya’s eyes couldn’t help but moisten.

It seemed a good family upbringing truly had a profound impact on a child.

His Majesty Xize was a good father. He let Luo Fei grow up in a happy, loving family environment. From childhood, watching how his father respected and cherished his dad, Luo Fei naturally formed such concepts of respecting and caring for his partner. One could say that a father is his child’s best teacher.

Luo Fei, as the First Prince, held such a noble status. Who would have thought he would willingly learn to cook, wanting to prepare meals for his future beloved?

If Xize knew his son was so sensible and considerate, he would surely be very gratified.

Around 6 PM, Emile brought his father, Mr. David, back from the spaceport.

The family gathered together around the Christmas tree for their reunion dinner.

Mr. David was a very gentlemanly Alpha. At the dining table, he was very attentive to Princess Xiya, even personally peeling shrimp and placing it in her bowl. Princess Xiya also proactively placed a piece of beef in his bowl and asked softly, “You arrived home half an hour later than scheduled today. Why?”

David explained, “After takeoff, the interstellar spaceship suddenly lost power. The captain had to temporarily dock at a space station for repairs, hence the delay.”

Emile heard this and said, “When Luo Fei was on the spaceship from Capital Star to Lyra last time, it also lost power mid-flight. Was father’s situation today the same?”

David frowned. “Exactly the same. I’ve seen news reports of several spaceship power outage incidents recently, all involving KM Airlines interstellar passenger ships. Due to these frequent malfunctions, ticket sales for KM Airlines ships are severely stagnant. Before, whenever I returned to Lyra from the Cigar Galaxy, the cabin was always full. But this time, I saw two-thirds of the cabin was empty.”

Emile exclaimed, “Two-thirds of the tickets unsold? The airline’s losses for this one trip must be enormous!”

Hearing this, Luo Fei immediately called up Chongming and had it search for information online—

“KM Interstellar Passenger Ships Suffer Frequent Power Outages, Triggering Massive Passenger Outrage, Many Demand Compensation!”

“KM Airline Ticket Sales Plummet, Stocks Crash. Airline’s Survival at Critical Juncture!”

…

Recently, online news was overwhelmingly filled with reports about KM Airlines spaceship malfunctions. No wonder even his father had been alerted and proactively contacted him.

Luo Fei looked at Mr. David and asked, “The matter has blown up this big, and KM Airlines still hasn’t publicly addressed it?”

David said, “They only posted a statement on their official website saying passengers would receive certain compensation, but the specific compensation plan is still under discussion. Their crisis PR has been terrible, completely unlike Mo Qiming’s usual style.”

Hearing the name Mo Qiming, Luo Fei instantly perked up. “KM Airlines is connected to the Mo family?”

Emile interjected, “President Mo invested in KM Airlines early this year, becoming the airline’s largest shareholder. Mo Han also apparently holds 10% of the shares.”

No wonder on the spaceship that day, Mo Han just leaned over to the captain and said one word, and the captain treated him so respectfully. Clearly, he had revealed his identity—the boss’s son had arrived on the scene, so naturally the captain deferentially ushered him into the cockpit.

His confusion resolved, Luo Fei then asked, “Fengyang Group is famous for intelligent systems. Their investment in the airline—could they be trying to create a new generation of intelligent spaceships?”

David looked at the First Prince with admiration. “You’re exactly right. Fengyang Group wants to develop fully-intelligent, next-generation interstellar ships. The specific stage this project has reached is still under wraps. Since the incidents, the airline still hasn’t announced a compensation plan. Public opinion is overwhelmingly condemning the airline, and KM is in a very passive position. From the looks of it, their crisis PR is utterly failing. So I suspect they are likely brewing something—a much bigger move is probably coming next.”

Luo Fei had been listening intently all along.

It was truly strange. He had never been interested in business matters before, yet ever since he met Mo Han, every time news related to Fengyang Group came up, he listened with fascination.

…

Just then, Emile suddenly said, “I just checked the news—KM Airlines is about to hold a press conference!”

As he spoke, he immediately brought up the living room’s holographic projection screen and switched to the Empire Financial Channel. 8:30 PM on Christmas night—a prime-time slot. For Mo Qiming to secure a live broadcast at this time for the conference, he must have spent quite a bit to clear it with the TV station.

The lifelike imagery made Luo Fei feel as if he were personally at the conference venue.

The venue had a row of long tables made of silver metal, simple yet futuristic. Some spaceship models were placed on them. Behind the tables sat several KM Airlines management personnel whom Luo Fei didn’t recognize. But in the next moment, his gaze was drawn to Mo Han, who appeared on the screen.

Mo Han was dressed today in a well-tailored cream-white suit, with a white shirt underneath and a tie in a deep ocean blue patterned with some elegant designs. The white-blue combination perfectly brightened his look, making him appear exceptionally fresh and crisp.

His hair was neatly combed. Such formal attire made him seem more mature, yet not overly rigid. His handsome face seemed to glow under the studio lights. He was clearly only twenty, yet sitting among a group of business tycoons, he didn’t appear the least bit inexperienced; his expression was calm and natural.

Completely unable to look away.

Luo Fei kept staring at him, completely oblivious to whatever the reporters were asking.

—Mo Han was truly beautiful to look at.

Not the soft, delicate beauty of an Omega he’d seen before, but a confident, assured handsomeness emanating from within.

There was a saying: a person’s aura often stems from their inner substance.

Mo Han was a typical example of someone possessing genuine talent and knowledge. Thus, he was never timid in any situation. It was this self-confidence and composure radiating from inside that made his presence clearly surpass his peers. Sitting among a group of elders, he remained poised and unruffled, in no way inferior to the others.

Regardless of the secrets behind the Mo brothers, regardless of whether Mo Lin was mentally ill, at least Mo Han was an exceptionally outstanding person. He not only possessed superb coding skills, able to resolve a system failure in 35 seconds, but could also calmly sit at the news conference venue, composedly facing the reporters’ barrage of questions.

This Alpha truly earned Luo Fei’s admiration from the bottom of his heart.

Emile noticed Luo Fei hadn’t spoken for a while and turned his head in puzzlement—

He was surprised to find that Luo Fei had been staring at Mo Han the entire time. In that gaze was admiration, amazement, and perhaps even a little… infatuation?

No way?!

Could it be that the dignified First Prince had developed that kind of interest in an Alpha?

That taste was way too… too extreme…

Frightened by this thought, Emile’s spine shuddered violently. He immediately turned his head back, eyes fixed on his nose, nose on his heart, and stopped looking at Luo Fei.

Luo Fei remained completely oblivious to Emile’s anomaly. Because, ever since the handsome Mo Han appeared on the screen, his eyes could no longer accommodate anyone else.