Reincarnation- Lord is extremely hardcore

Chapter 59 part 1

When Mo Qianren walked over, Dong Sixuan pulled his gaze away from Mu Rulan. Seeing Mo Qianren approach, he narrowed his eyes. Mu Rulan was smiling that springtime smile for this guy?

Mu Rulan stood up and said courteously, "Mr. Mo."

"You're busy?" Mo Qianren didn't waste time looking around, his focus entirely on Mu Rulan.

"Not too busy, but we need to wait," she said, looking at the watch on her wrist.

Mu Rulin, who was standing beside her, furrowed his brows. When had Mu Rulan become so familiar with this man? Why did she look like she was going to follow him?

"Sister..."

Mu Rulan turned to him. "Rulin, you go back first. I have something to discuss with Mr. Mo."

Mu Rulin's gaze sharpened under his glasses. He wanted to resist, looking at Mo Qianren. First it was Lan Yiyang, and now there was yet another man who appeared, with no clue as to his origins.

If it were possible, he wanted to lock Mu Rulan into a small world, so there would be no intruding outsiders to steal her away. But his rational side knew this wasn't possible.

So he nodded, "Okay."

Inside his fist, his fingernails carved crescents into his palms from the force.

"Let's go," Mo Qianren said as he waited for Mu Rulan to reach his side before they took off, walking shoulder to shoulder.

"Oi! Guy named Mo!" A coquettish voice spoke up, preventing the pair from leaving.

He turned back to see the girl in a white dress, eyes watery and staring straight at him: "ask your girlfriend to do a demonstration for me and to not be so stingy. She's so good at acting! Surely she likes to perform!"

Sang Zheng really wanted to slap her in the face. He had taken his attention off her for just a moment and she had already started to spew nonsense again.

In the end, Mo Qianren ignored her to continue walking. His voice wasn't loud or soft as he said to Mu Rulan, "You should stay away from brainless idiots that have no manners."

Mu Rulan turned her head and looked at him, blinking her eyes in surprise. Then she nodded obediently, "Mm."

The two began to fade from sight as they walked further away, leaving a crowd behind them with mixed reactions. Some students who knew that Mo Qianren was Senior 3A's teacher couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

Dong Sixuan coughed a few times, the corner of his eye twitching. Those two people... were they a couple? Not only was that woman fierce, the man was even fiercer!

As the two walked away, nobody spoke up. A cool breeze came and blew up Mo Qianren's hair and shirt collar.

Mu Rulan clutched her jacket tightly to her and had no intention of putting it on.

"Put on your jacket," he said lightly.

She blinked at him. "I'll overheat if I wear it." He himself was also in just a t-shirt.

"Sweating is better than getting sick," he said, turning to her with persistence in his gaze.

Mu Rulan looked at Mo Qianren wordlessly and tried to read the expression on his face, but after a few seconds realized she didn't have anything against the expression on his face.

She surrendered: "Fine."

She pulled on the jacket obediently and after that, thought of something. "Ne, does Mr. Mo have a wife?"

"Do I look like I have a wife?" Mo Qianren said, daggers in his words. Wasn't it obvious when looking at his hands?

"It might not be obvious. Recently there are a lot of con artists. Last year I met a man who looked very elite and had no ring who said he wasn't married. But turns out he even had a child already," she explained.

Mo Qianren furrowed his brows without saying anything in response. When they reached the parking lot, his voice sounded, "If a person is lying or hiding something, his eyes will flutter down or he will subconsciously make small movements like rubbing his fingers, clenching his fists, or not revealing his palms. And when he has a strong feeling of desire, like sexual desire, his pupils will dilate."

Mu Rulan was surprised as she looked at him, only to see the side of his face. It was as though he has just shared an insignificant tidbit of information with her.

She lowered her gaze and her eyelids turned down. "Things have become difficult, huh..."

It was difficult indeed. This man was too gentle. What he told her just now was obviously teaching her how to distinguish a lie from the truth. Though he knew she wasn't a good person, and though he knew she was a psychopathic killer, he was still so gentle to her.

What was he really planning to do? Why had he approached her? Though he was the criminal psychologist that she feared the most, she didn't feel any uneasiness towards him, nor did she have any intention to kill him to protect herself. It was odd; her feelings made it difficult for her to decide.

Mo Qianren opened the car door for her like a gentleman. The driver of the Lu Family smiled treacherously and sent off a sneaky text to Mother Lu.

The car drove slowly to where Mo Qianren had instructed earlier.

Mu Rulan didn't ask where they were going. Perhaps she had already guessed it.

The two sat in the back and didn't say anything. But a strong scent caught Mu Rulan's attention and when she turned to find the source, she saw that the man was holding a pink thermos. Inside that thermos was boiled bone soup.

The driver had handed it over just then, saying that Mother Lu asked him to give it to Mu Rulan.

The intentions behind this action were too obvious.

Mu Rulan rubbed her stomach that was still full from her last meal and shook her head, "No thanks."

Mo Qianren closed the thermos. Mu Rulan looked at that movement, her expression helpless, "I believe that your future girlfriend will be stressed."

"Why?" He said, looking strangely at Mu Rulan.

He didn't understand why his future girlfriend would be stressed. He was clear that he would become a great man. He handled responsibility like a military man and was willing to show his loyalty and determination – that is, if a woman were able to take away his heart.

Mu Rulan couldn't help but laugh, feeling even more helpless. This man truly had no self-consciousness, huh.

"Being gentle is a good thing, but if you're gentle to everyone, then not only will your lover become jealous, she might not be able to feel your love." Whether male or female, one always hoped to be the only special one inside their lover's heart.

Mo Qianren was puzzled all over again. Gentle? She had said this before. How was he gentle?

Although he was doubtful, he still responded, "I'm not gentle to just anyone."