Chapter 72.1
“What did he tell you to do?” Mo Qianren asked, glancing at Mayor Zhou .
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Mayor Zhou’s face went pale .
Liu Chong was quick to explain . “He… He contacted me through my father to ask for help . He wanted me to diagnose this… Miss Mu as mentally ill…”
The people in the room were shocked to hear this, all turning to look at Mayor Zhou .
His face was still pale and he knew he was done for . This man was no ordinary person!
“So is Mu Rulan truly ill?”Translated by The Novelst
Liu Chong shook his head like a rattle drum .
“And what’s the diagnosis?”
“M-Miss Mu is… very healthy, not abnormal…”
“Very well, should I check her again?” Mo Qianren asked expressionlessly, looking at the people from the capital .
If the gathered group hadn’t perceived that Mo Qianren was protecting Mu Rulan until now, they would be stupid . They shook their heads .
Mo Qianren looked at Mu Rulan . Seeing her gentle smile again and the sparkle in her eyes, his heart skipped a beat . He turned away quickly as his ears turned a little red under his hair .
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“It looks like the one who should receive a diagnosis is Mayor Zhou . ”
Mo Qianren’s words elicited agreement from the people present . Policemen handcuffed Mayor Zhou .
As the mayor, he had actually arranged to have someone frame a sixteen-year-old girl and planned to send her to a mental hospital . Even though Mayor Zhou knew the laws well, he still broke the law and would need to be severely punished .
Now that Ke Wanqing knew this was all part of their scheme, her head was boiling with steam . She stood up, wanting to sue Mayor Zhou and Hua Fang . They had touched her treasure: she would definitely sue them until they had nothing left!
Ke Wanqing followed them to handle the follow-up while Mu Rulan and Mo Qianren walked out of the entrance .
“I nearly blamed you, wrongly,” Mu Rulan said, looking at her toes . She was a little disappointed in her heart .
Ah… Again, she had failed to find a reason to turn him into a puppet doll . What a pity!
If she could turn him into one, then those pretty eyes and that comfortable-looking body would belong to her . Ah… How she wished she could keep ti for herself .
Mo Qianren stared silently at her .
When you had given your heart and weren’t yet trusted fully, it didn’t feel good at all . But it was normal with Mu Rulan . She wasn’t an ordinary person to begin with .
A psycho usually had their guards higher up than anyone else, and most of all she didn’t know that this wasn’t part of a scheme, so he couldn’t blame her for her lack of trust . There was nothing between them yet .
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Mu Rulan looked at him, suddenly stretching out her hand and held his collar .
Mo Qianren followed and bent a little, their faces drawing close .
It was the first time Mu Rulan had looked so closely at this man’s face . He was pretty, very good looking, but his temperament was too cold and forceful, making people afraid to underestimate him .
They were so close they could smell each other’s scents . A hint of a gentle milk fragrance and cool mint fragrance mingled .
Thump, thump…
Someone’s heartbeat accelerated, his ears reddening .
This posture didn’t seem like a good idea . It would make him think of getting closer and do something bad like kissing her lips .
And they did just that – with a minor twist .
The seductive pink lips stamped his eyelid, and after she kissed him softly she said, in a tone like that of a confession, “If one day Mr . Mo dies, please give me your corpse . ”
If she couldn’t turn him into a puppet doll as he lived, she could at least wait until he died, right? His charming eyes she would dig out and handle with care, to ensure that they would stay fresh until she stuffed them back in again .
Mo Qianren silently looked at her . The atmosphere from earlier had vanished with her words .
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“Qianren?”
“Don’t even dream about it,” he said, straightening to turn away his sight, but not before peeking at her lips one last time .
“…Is Mr . Mo angry?” Mu Rulan blinked innocently . Looking at the red tips of his ears, and then at his indifferent expression, she was enlightened .
“…” Mo Qianren looked ahead as though he didn’t hear her .
“If you aren’t, I can let you kiss me back?”
“…” Although he looked like he wasn’t listening, his ears gave him away as they turned more red . A psycho truly had no shame . How could she say those words tempting people to commit crimes so simply?
“Why is it that when you’re shy your ears turn red and not your cheeks?” Mu Rulan asked, shamelessly stretching out her neck to look closely at his face .
Mn, his face was so pale . It would probably be very obvious if he blushed .
“If your intelligence was as much as your wordiness, no one could scheme against you,” the embarrassed man began to bite back with his words .
“…” Sorry for not being a genius, then . Translated by The Novelst
After some time, Ke Wanqing walked out . Her face was still gloomy, and she was obviously still angry about being deceived by Mayor Zhou .
Ke Wanqing walked to Mu Rulan and glanced dismissively at Mo Qianren . She didn’t say anything, instead pulling at Mu Rulan’s hand . “Come, let’s go home . ”
Ke Wanqing’s movements were a little rough, making Mu Rulan stumble a few steps .
Mu Rulan didn’t respond, simply turning back to wave at Mo Qianren .
He watched the mother-daughter pair get in their car and disappear . Only then did he reach up to touch softly at his eyelid that had been kissed earlier . The cold sensation of her lips still seemed to linger .
At this time, a car came to a stop in front of him .
Lu Zimeng was huffing and puffing as he pulled clothes from the car . “Damn you, Mo Qianren! Do you still want these clothes?!”
This fellow said he wanted to change clothes but in the end ran off; Lu Zimeng had taken a trip to the laundry and came back just to notice he was gone .
“Yeah,” Mo Qianren said, stretching out his hand before retracting it . “It’s not washed clean . ”
“…” Lu Zimeng wished he could throw his clothes onto this clean freak to disgust him .
Proofread by: Hannah