Reincarnation - Lord Is Extremely Hardcore Chapter 59 Part6

Mu Rulan's brows moved slightly. She answered, "Mr. Mo is… very impressive."

Mother Lu became excited immediately. "What about him?!" Was he impressive in bed?!

Lu Zimeng had wanted to grab a bowl of soup. When he entered the kitchen, he overheard his mother's question, nearly making him fall to the floor. His mouth was twitching. Dear mom, aren't you a little too nasty?

Mo Qianren was following behind him. Looking at Lu Zimeng's posture, about to fall to the floor, he asked, "What are you doing?"

Before Lu Zimeng could respond, Mo Qianren heard Mu Rulan's voice drift over.

"…Mr. Mo… Actually, I'm not positive, but it seems he will be a good husband and father."

"Is that so?! You really think so?!" Mother Lu was truly very worked up.

"Mm." Translated by The Novelst

"Then do you like our Qianren?" Mother Lu was so excited she directly asked the question. The people around her who heard this had their hearts skip a beat.

Mu Rulan's entire body came to a stop while Mo Qianren turned his gaze to Mu Rulan.

The smile on her face deepened. "I… should be."

How could she not? Up until now, the only person in the world who had seen through her and hadn't been deceived by her appearance was him.

His eyes were so charming, if this person had appeared in her past life he probably could have seen through Bai Suqing's fake appearance, right? Then, would she have been able to avoid dying so tragically? That feeling of death had been really, really painful ya.

"Really?" Mother Lu had not expected such an answer from her. She was surprised for a moment.

"Mm."

"Eh eh eh!" Lu Zimeng jostled his elbow into Mo Qianren's.

Mo Qianren turned his head to stare through the gla.s.s window. Mu Rulan was smiling gently. She was pleasing to look at and the expression on her face wasn't fake. However, that didn't mean he could just dismiss the fact that she was a psychopathic killer.

There was that irritating feeling again. Subconsciously, he furrowed his brows, not bothering with Lu Zimeng and turning around to go upstairs.

"Hey…" Lu Zimeng lowered his voice and called him twice, but Mo Qianren didn't turn back. So he mumbled to himself: was he being shy?

Soon dinner was ready. Mo Qianren came down himself.

"Come and eat. Everything on the table needs to be eaten today. No leftovers allowed, or else domestic discipline will be implemented," Mother Lu smiled happily and filled the rice bowls for each person seated at the table.

Lu Zimeng looked at the table full of dishes, the corner of his mouth twitching. "Mom, you're going overboard. How can we finish all of this? Even if we have Miss Mu -" Before he could finish his sentence, Mother Lu kicked him under the table.

"Lan Lan, you should eat more. Winter is coming, you need some fat so you don't get too cold."

"There's so much that I can't finish…"

"You can't finish?" Her tone became strict. "If you can't finish you'll be punished with our Lu Family's domestic discipline methods."

Mu Rulan was shocked, "I…" She didn't belong to the Lu Family, though.

"Let's begin eating. Mo Qianren you should eat more, don't pick the ginger out…" Mother Lu didn't give Mu Rulan a chance to refute.

Mu Rulan blinked, looking at the small mountain of food in her bowl. It was a lot.

So she snuck out her phone to send a message.

Mo Qianren felt his pocket vibrate. He took out his phone and was surprised to see the message. He turned his gaze to the young girl.

After a few seconds of silence, he typed in a response and sent it off.

——What is the Lu Family's domestic discipline method?

——To copy the Chinese dictionary.

Pu!

Mu Rulan had to say that when she received the message, she almost spat out her rice. Thank goodness she covered her mouth, but she ended up choking on her food.

A gla.s.s of orange juice appeared in front of her. She took the gla.s.s and caught a faint smile on the man's face out of the corner of her eye. She was surprised, and just when she wanted to look again to check, she realized his expression was still cold.

So she continued to type to him:

——Do you want to eat pork ribs?

——No. There's garlic on top.

It was a garlic rib. Mother Lu didn't allow him to pick at his food, so if he dared to take it off and eat it, it would be counted as not finis.h.i.+ng his food. He didn't want to be punished by such a boring, torturous method as copying the dictionary.

Mu Rulan looked at the food in her bowl, and continued on typing.

——Do you want to eat beef?

——No. There's shallots on top.

——Do you want to eat fish?

——No. There's beans on top.

——Do you want to eat……

——No…… Translated by The Novelst

After Mu Rulan had gone through all the food in her bowl and received the same answer with similar reasons, she realized that this man was really hard to raise.

How could he be so picky! Those shallots, garlic, ginger, and beans were all good for the body. No wonder Mo Qianren was so skinny and his face so pale – it must have something to do with his pickiness.

The pair were so busy texting that they didn't notice the other three people seated at the table had been staring at them for a long time. Secretly texting his girlfriend under the table – they were so cute!

When they both tucked away their phones, the other three immediately fixed their gazes away, as though they hadn't noticed at all.

Mu Rulan ate just a few things and began to feel full. Even on the way to the Lu Family, she had downed the bone soup from Mother Lu.

Mu Rulan wanted to express that she wasn't willing to stay and copy the Chinese dictionary – it was definitely one of the cruelest methods of torture in the modern day!

And so Mu Rulan did something rude for once in her life.

She sat ramrod straight and took her chopsticks and spoon and picked up the food in her bowl and wordlessly transferred it to Mo Qianren's.

Aside from Mu Rulan, the other four people present were shocked to the core.

Mu Rulan continued in moving the food until his bowl was piled up like a small mountain. When she raised her head, she put on a very innocent, brown nosing smile as she looked at Mo Qianren.

The other three across the table swiveled their heads to look at Mo Qianren.

Mo Qianren's eyes reflected that ingratiating smile on Mu Rulan's face. He had to admit that look on her face was really cute, making his heart itch.

But Mo Qianren was seriously mysophobic. He was disgusted even by chairs that other people had used before, not to mention that this food had touched another person's chopsticks?

Even if he tried to accept it in order not to reject the woman entirely and tried to get over it intellectually, his physiological inability to accept it would stop him, is what the Lu Family thought. Even Mo Qianren himself thought he would revolt against it, but things turned out to be unexpected.

He didn't feel any of that physiological disgust, as though his body didn't reject this girl from getting close to him or touching him.

What an odd reaction. Truly strange. Should he begin a research project to look into this?

Proofread by: Hannah