Reincarnation - Lord Is Extremely Hardcore
53. part 1

Ou Kaicheng frowned while looking back at his mother. He had no choice but to start talking, "Rulan, you …"

“Kaicheng, happy birthday! I just finished the job I had at OSIS and I was just paying attention to the time. Your party's already started, isn't it? But I just remembered you didn't give me an invitation. ”His speech seemed to make fun of him for forgetting to give the invitation frivolously even though he had already asked him to come over while talking.

At that moment, all the gazes in the hall immediately turned to Bai Suqing, like daggers trying to pierce through her body. Some insulted and others were angry.

This shameless brat, he dared to tell such a huge lie to the crowd!

Bai Suqing bit her lips and did not say a word, it seemed like she was about to be crushed. No one noticed he almost bit his tongue.

Ou Kaicheng's gaze turned sharp as he turned to look at Bai Suqing. He turned around and said to Mu Rulan, “I put it in the math book I let you borrow. ”

"Huh? I can't find it, is it out somewhere? ”He could imagine Mu Rulan furrowing her brows, looking for that invitation, just through her tone.

At this moment, Bai Suqing was unable to contain herself and ran forward to speak to the phone, moaning, "Sister, why are you deceiving me?"

"Hmm? Qing Qing? Why are you at Ou Kaicheng's house? Oh ... You must have attended the party, yes. Why are you crying? What's going on?"

"Didn't you say that thing on the table for me?" Bai Suqing asked while crying.

"You mean that love letter? Sorry, Qing Qing, I actually did not bring it to you, but you can ask Rusen and Rulin about it. I've just come home, how can I put that letter on your desk? ”Mu Rulan's tone was a little cautious, like she was afraid of making Bai Suqing unhappy.

“Not a love letter! It was an invitation card! Invitation to Ou Kaicheng's birthday party! ”Bai Suqing shouted, unable to hold back.

"Invitation ... What? How did the invitation end with you? "One surprising question from Mu Rulan was basically the cells around Bai Suqing.

The phone call ended. Bai Suqing sat tiredly on the floor. He seemed to have been crushed from his senses, like a withered white lotus.

"Maybe ... This is some kind of misunderstanding?" Liu Feili made a hesitant voice.

Mu Rulan was not the type of person to do such a thing. However, Bai Suqing did not seem to be lying either, looking extremely weak and naive.

"Maybe the invitation fell in front of Miss Bai's room and the maid probably thought she dropped it. Maybe that's what happened at Miss Bai's table, ” said Lan Binglin, who had been watching the drama play from her angle.

Huo Yalin glanced at Lan Binglin, her ugly expression softening. "All right . I can't believe that this Miss Bai seems to be the type of person who lied to attend the party. Maybe it was just like Binglin said, a misunderstanding. Butler Chen, hurry and bring the cake. ”

Who is this guy? With just one sentence he managed to get Huo Yalin to get rid of the problem. Huo Yalin was usually not a person generous enough to let a matter like this slide.

When Lan Binglin looked at Bai Suqing, she raised the glass in her hand as if she was trying to send a message to her.

Bai Suqing was aided by Liu Feili, a few strands of hair blocking his cunning expression. It seemed like he had a comrade who brought himself to his door, and his background was not so simple either.

……

The Qinghe resort project is still underway. In the past few days, they started working at night, especially after the news of the Jin Family broke, because it was their project.

Due to the pressure of public opinion, the government was forced to start investigating the Jin Family. The project must also be stopped, but Jin Boxiong suddenly dares: he actually asks the workers to work at night.

Since they were far away from the city, he did not expect anyone to find this. The surrounding area was also owned by the Jin Family, so of course he had his own way of keeping people quiet.

Busy workers stop working at night for dinner. They shut off the engine and jumped off the crane, turning off the lights to leave.

The sound of wheels rolling to the ground came out of nowhere. A figure walked slowly out of the shadows …

Mu Rulan was pushing the trolley, a pair of gloves in her hands. Inside the trolley was something tightly sealed with a large black plastic bag.

He pushed the trolley in front of the concrete pump, smiling deeply as he looked at the molds used to form fresh concrete.

He pulled the plastic bag, revealing a corpse made into a stuffed doll with an eerie expression.

The body of the puppet was stiff, its sockets were black and empty. His four limbs were tied with silver threads.

Mu Rulan pulled out one of the threads and the doll's hand was raised.

Under the dim light, his joints seemed to reflect silver light. The light was a long silver spike, used to repair and loosen the dollar joints of puppets so that they could move freely like puppets.

“We've been together a long time. I feel a bit reluctant to suddenly throw you out, ” Mu Rulan said, her hands still wrapped in her plastic gloves.

He held onto the cold, stiff hands of the doll, smiling and tender.