“I know her,” she calmly replied. How could she not know her? After all, she was the one to make her into a puppet only a few days ago.
“If you don’t mind, can you tell me how you two met?”
“Are you with the police?” Mu Rulan smiled. “Don’t tell me that you think Jin Moli tongxue’s missing case is related to me. Is that why you’ve been trying to get close to me? I checked and there are no households in the Qinghe villa area surnamed Mo.”
“I’m not with the police, but I also do some work that police do,” Mo Qianren replied, equally calm. “There are a lot of suspicious details about Miss Mu.”
“Oh?” Mu Rulan found it quite interesting. Her clean eyes seemed to dance in laughter, like she’d heard an amusing joke.
“Let’s hope I don’t find any evidence.” Translated by The Novelst
“How interesting of you,” she smiled softly as she shook her head, like she was taking his words as a joke. However, as a criminal psychologist, Mo Qianren was able to catch a point.
This girl, she didn’t actually deny his statement!
A light flashed through his eyes, her sweet smile reflecting off his eyes.
The two didn’t speak further, and before long their food was brought out. The scent of the food immediately pervaded the area, at the same time increasing the temperature in the room.
“The fish served at Loulan Court is very delicious, Mr. Mo. You should try some.” Mu Rulan opened the lid to one of the dishes, revealing a golden steamed fish that greeted her nose with a fragrant smell. Then she turned around and was shocked, watching Mo Qianren unceremoniously move his chopsticks toward the food.
The man had a pale, sculpted hand with long fingers, his dining etiquette very elegant. His lashes were slightly lowered and his lower jaw was just slightly drawn in, making him look like someone from a noble family. However, this noble son was speedily picking out shallots from his dish, so fast that he had managed to remove all the shallots, leaving a sizeable mound in the small bowl…
Mu Rulan blinked her eyes, shocked to see someone like Mo Qianren. Then, witnessing the entire process once again, watched a second hill of ginger slices were born. It wasn’t like she’d never seen someone be picky before, but it was just that she had never seen anyone be so forceful in their pickiness, actually cleaning out all the things he didn’t eat from the dishes entirely!
“Mr. Mo,” shouted Mu Rulan, stretching her hands out softly and turning the table in an attempt to rescue the ginger slices that she liked to eat with the fish. However, the person before her seemed to be able to sense that the entire bowl of vegetables were going to be spun away, so he took the whole plate off the spinning portion of the table.
Mu Rulin got rid of his twin brother and left for the central hospital alone.
Inside the elevator, the silver-white walls reflected the young boy’s exquisite, handsome face. His black-framed spectacles didn’t make him look rustic, and instead made him seem of a calm temperament.
Ding! The elevator sounded as he arrived at his floor and the doors slid smoothly open. A figure, reeking of alcohol, pounced at him once he arrived, shocking Mu Rulin. He stepped aside fluidly and the man fell to the floor instead.
It was a bulky man with an enormous stature, his height almost 1.9 meters, and he was built like a butcher. His head was wrapped with layers of white bandages and he seemed to be dead drunk, lying helplessly on the floor and unable to crawl up.
Mu Rulin furrowed his brows wondering what type of person would actually drink to this state at a hospital. He had come to look for Lan Yiyang and didn’t want to bother with someone he didn’t know. Just as he prepared to step over him and exit the elevator, he felt a weight at his ankle. He lowered his head and saw the man had his hand around his ankle.
“What are you doing?” Mu Rulin tried to kick his hand off of him fruitlessly, then frowned unhappily when he couldn’t.
The person’s reaction was half a beat slower as he continued to hold Mu Rulin’s ankle, slowly supporting himself on the wall and trying to get up. His drunken eyes were staring at Mu Rulin when he suddenly chuckled, shouted for beauty, and pounced again over in Mu Rulin’s direction.
By the time Mu Rulan received a call from Taishi Niangzi, she’d just left Loulan Court with Mo Qianren. As the situation was urgent, she had no choice but to ask Mo Qianren for a ride to the police station.
Mu Rulin had beaten someone called Jin Biaohu in the hospital and the nurses had called the police. Right now, Mu Rulin was probably confronting the Madam from the Jin Family at the police station.
A lovely extra scene: Translated by The Novelst
In a relationship——
Mu Rulan was eating with Mo Qianren, smiling as she took the bowl of shallots, garlic, ginger and green beans picked out with precision by the man sitting beside her, pouring it all back into his bowl. “Why are you such a picky eater? You should finish it all ya.”
Mo Qianren remained silent while looking at the pile of things in his bowl, before trying to negotiate: “Do I have to eat it all? Can’t I just eat a little?”
Mu Rulan replied, all smiles: “Let’s move all the puppet dolls from the black house to the closet in our room tonight~”
Mo Qianren lowered his head, wordlessly beginning to munch on the ginger slices…
After getting married——
Mu Rulan was eating with Mo Qianren, smiling as she threw the food she didn’t like into Mo Qianren’s bowl, and then picking at his food to bring her favorites back to her bowl. Reversing black and white, she explained: “You mustn’t be picky with food. Eat more so you have more energy to earn money and support the family ya.”
Mo Qianren remained silent as he looked at the pile of food that was picked through by the woman beside him, before pushing some back to her bowl. “If you don’t want to see me have too much energy, don’t be picky.”
Did bad habits spread? Apparently he didn’t pick at his food anymore, but instead she had started to pick at her food…
Proofread by: Hannah