
"Damn it, so it could even be like that!" Lu Zimeng patted the cold sweat on his forehead and heaved a sigh of relief.
And he thinks all psychopaths are serial killers like in the movies. So a psychopath can be smart and kind too!
Mo Qianren nodded.
So when Mu Rulan came out, Lu Zimeng was not so afraid.
Mo Qianren escorted her back home with Mu Rulan sitting in the back seat.
Mu Rulan smiled gently. "Mr . Mo, your story is very interesting. ”
He glanced at her through the rearview mirror.
"But why?" Mu Rulan was a bit confused. Wasn't Lu Zimeng his friend? Wouldn't it be safer to tell him he's dangerous and stay away?
Mo Qianren's expression remained unchanged. “No need to cause panic. I prefer to use evidence to speak. ”
"But I think your evidence is enough," Mu Rulan said with a smile.
What was Mo Qianren's true identity? Mu Rulan was not entirely sure, but she knew that she was definitely not an ordinary person, which was why she allowed him to enter the house so that one day he could snap the mesh around her and it was all over .
"You want others to know you really badly?" He's starting to get upset.
Most of the time when a psychopath realizes that his deeds have been revealed, the first action to take is to escape or kill everyone so that no eyewitnesses are left.
But this person: not only did he not feel fear, he also did not look as if he was preparing to kill anyone to keep his secret. His indifferent gaze was very unpleasant to look at.
"How is it possible," Mu Rulan laughed. “I don't want to go to jail or mental hospital. ”
The law seems lenient to the mentally ill. Even if they killed someone, they would not be put to death, but instead they would be sent to a mental hospital. But it's still a prison: a prison that contains dangerous psychopaths.
"Your expression seems to disagree," Mo Qianren said, looking at her.
He smiled wordlessly in response, turning his head to stare at the moving scene.
When she arrived at her house, she waved with a smile to say goodbye to Mo Qianren. He watched as the car disappeared into the horizon and turned around to type the password into the electric door.
When he entered the house, he could feel that the air was not right.
It's nine in the morning. Ke Wanqing should have been in the office by now, but he was still sitting in the living room. His expression was gloomy as he stared at the table, turning his head when he heard the door open.
"Mother," call Mu Rulan.
"Where were you yesterday?" Ke Wanqing demanded.
"Something pops? What's so important? Your buddies? Which friend? Does calling back home mean you can sleep anytime you want? Who gave you permission ?! ”Ke Wanqing went berserk, so angry that even his lips trembled.
He's very angry. Mu Rulan should not have been so intentional; she had received a huge shock the night before and something had happened in the company the day before. Mu Zhenyang was not by his side and his two sons knew nothing.
Now she needed someone who was the most reliable, but how dare Mu Rulan sleep with the friend she mentioned and leave her mother alone? How could he be so immature ?!
Mu Rulan looked at her mother in silence.
This was the first time since his rebirth that Ke Wanqing had lost control of him. Is he really angry? How could he be like that? When she gets the glory, praise and benefits of her daughter, she will smile lovingly at him. In the end, when he was in a bad mood, he would take the same princess as an impingement.
Was it because the punishment he gave was too lenient?
Mu Rulan raised her eyebrows, looked worried and apologized softly, "Sorry Mom, it won't happen again. Please don't be angry. ”
Ke Wanqing looked at him, his anger fading and feeling wronged. He grabbed Mu Rulan's hand. "Lan Lan …"
"Hm?" Mu Rulan replied gently.
Ke Wanqing moved his lips, wanting to say something but unable to voice it.
He wanted to ask Mu Rulan to ask Grandpa Ke to help the Mu Family, but given how their relationship changed after he married Mu Zhenyang, he could not say it out loud. Ke Changhuang was so angry that he announced that he would not forgive Ke Wanqing, nor would he recognize her as his daughter again. It had been sixteen years since then and Ke Changhuang, according to his words, had never allowed Ke Wanqing to enter Hong Kong Kowloon again.
He was thinking about asking Mu Rulan to beg him, but would it be excessive? After all, what if Ke Changhuang started to dislike Mu Rulan? After all, Ke Wanqing had long coveted the big Ke Family business.
Thinking of this, he changed his mind and said, “Lan Lan, get dressed for tomorrow night. I'll take you with me to the banquet. ”
Mu Rulan did not question him. "Good . ”
Ke Wanqing was satisfied and recovered his kind, looking motherly: "Alright, next time, bring an extra charger while you're out. I know you have some friends but you're a girl, it's better not to sleep. There were so many people waiting for our family to fall. We can't rely on family men. We can only rely on each other, understand? ”
Ke Wanqing would never let anything tarnish Mu Rulan's reputation.
"I understand . I won't do it again, mom. ”
His mother nodded with satisfaction. “Good, don't let your mother worry. I went to the office. You rest and study well, final exams soon. ”
"Alright," nodded Mu Rulan.
He climbed the stairs slowly, opening the door of his room to see the two boys on his bed. Mm, looks like he was the only one who slept well last night.
The twins obviously did not sleep well, mostly blankets on the ground by the bedside.
Mu Rulan could not help but laugh as she walked to the bed and covered it with a blanket. Two identical faces slept side by side on their sister's bed: somehow it gave off a little taboo.