Reincarnation - Lord Is Extremely Hardcore Chapter 30

Mu Rulan didn't know nor did she care whether or not her actions had confused Mo Qianren. She carried the plastic bags and arrived at Lan Yiyang's room. She knocked and upon entering the room she stood still with shock.

There were more people aside from Lan Yiyang in the room. A middle-aged woman and a 16- to 17-year-old teenage boy were standing by his bedside.

Lan Yiyang had a look on his face like he was suppressing a great deal of anger. His eyes were filled with ruthlessness, and he remained silent even when he saw Mu Rulan enter. He was afraid he might accidentally spit out some words that were unpleasant to the ear because he was so angry.

After a moment, Mu Rulan was able to a.n.a.lyze the cause of the weird atmosphere in the room. She smiled faintly. Before she could speak up, a surprised noise came from the young boy wearing Ziyuan's uniform.

"Mu Rulan?" Lan Binglin stood straight, both his eyes widening like he was witness to an unbelievable sight. Mu Rulan's reputation had always been very well-known among the elite schools. The princ.i.p.al of Ziyuan had made many attempts to poach her.

"h.e.l.lo." Mu Rulan looked at Lan Binglin, then turned her gaze toward Lan Yiyang. "I'll come back later, then…"

"No need." Lan Yiyang interrupted her, his eyes scanning the two people in front of him icily. "Just some outsiders."

"You…" Translated by The Novelst

"Mother!" Lan Binglin immediately interrupted what Li Yan was going to say. Mu Rulan was placing her things on Lan Yiyang's side table, paying no heed to what was going on. Lan Binglin went to whisper in Li Yan's ear and whatever it was had Li Yan widening her eyes in shock. After that, he seemed to have thought of something, a cold smile overtaking his face.

Mu Rulan took out the contents of the bags. She couldn't use much strength in her left hand, so her movements were slightly clumsy. The clean, snowy-white face of the young girl was right in front of him, so Lan Yiyang finally felt the anger in his body cool. He turned to the two still standing in the room, his face darkening: "Still not leaving?"

"Lan Yiyang, she's your mother!" said Lan Binglin unhappily, taking a glance at Mu Rulan. How could he be so rude to an elder! So uneducated!

Lan Yiyang pulled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer. Look at that woman changing her expression already, it was faster than flipping a book. She was tearing up already. "My mother doesn't have this kind of stinky fox odor, not could she give birth to such a c*nt like you."

Lan Binglin's expression also turned dark. He never expected Lan Yiyang to be so explicit in front of Mu Rulan. He didn't know how Lan Yiyang had managed to get close with someone like Mu Rulan, but ever since he was young he liked to steal away things that Lan Yiyang liked. No matter if it was other people's attention or their praises, he couldn't stand to watch Lan Yiyang obtain anything nice. Even if it was trash, as long as Lan Yiyang liked it, he would definitely steal it away from him!

"Nevermind it, Binglin." Li Yan shook her head, gazing at Lan Yiyang with a sorrowful, motherly expression. "It's fine if you don't want to admit our relations.h.i.+p, but you shouldn't ignore your father and grandfather. How could you become like this not long after you came back, your elders will worry about you. Even the business project that your father wanted to hand to you he had no choice but to give it to Binglin because of your situation. The others might think that you don't have the ability to complete it, so how can your father be rest a.s.sured to hand over the company to you? You're already 19, Yiyang. You're an adult now. Don't be so childish now, I beg you. Don't touch those drugs anymore, it was so hard for you to leave the addiction treatment center…"

"Get out!" The dark memories flooded his mind like a venomous snake trying to open its mouth wide and attack him. Lan Yiyang became so agitated that he swept all the things Mu Rulan had painstakingly taken out to the floor. He fiercely took a few large breath, his chest heaving. He glared at Li Yan and Lan Binglin who were shocked by his sudden movement, as if they thought he would kill them off in the next second.

Li Yan was frightened by Lan Yiyang's glare, her heart thumping wildly. Looking at the food swept onto the floor by Mu Rulan's feet, she was satisfied that she at least achieved her purpose. There was no other reason for her to remain, so she acted calmly with a hint of sadness to look at Lan Yiyang.

Then, she put on a friendly face and nodded toward Mu Rulan. Looking at Mu Rulan smile at her and respond with a nod of her own, her mood lifted greatly as she brought Lan Binglin to walk out of the room.

The door was opened, then shut. Then there was only Mu Rulan and Lan Yiyang left in the room.

Lan Yiyang lowered his head, the hair falling over his face to create a layer of shadow. The young man hunched over, at that moment looking tiny and helpless.

Lan Yiyang at 19 was still a junior. Actually, in those three years, he was sent to an addiction treatment center due to his drug use. There was no other school that was willing to take him on as a student in Australia, which was why he was sent back here. With the Lan Family's power, they could easily hide his history.

It was a nightmare that he wanted to leave behind, but just like a scab torn again, it bled freely in front of Mu Rulan. The young boy was unable to swallow the insults and couldn't keep calm. Now he didn't know how to face Mu Rulan, regretting that he had asked her to come.

Suddenly he knew why he subconsciously hated Mu Rulan when he first became close to her. She was so bright that it made him jealous, so pure that everyone loved her. So unlike him, he was like a drowning person, struggling inside dark water. Once the light appeared, he didn't feel like letting go any longer.

The person by his side hadn't spoken a word. He started to feel it was difficult to breathe, his chest becoming painful.

After a moment, Mu Rulan finally moved. She pulled at the door and walked out.

Lan Yiyang raised his eyes to look at the door shut. In that instant, the flame in his eyes slowly extinguished.

What did people always say? If a person made a mistake and left a stain on their history, then that stain could never be washed off. Just like a person who killed someone would be called a murderer forever, and the people who went to jail could never erase that off their record…

He pulled his mouth up to laugh at himself. But the door opened up again. Mu Rulan brought a broom, mop and cleaning tools and without a word, she quietly began to clean the food swept onto the floor. Her dark hair covered her face. Even when she was doing something like this, her every act was pleasing to his eyes.

"You…" Lan Yiyang felt his throat dry up. He stared at Mu Rulan but couldn't get out even a word.

"Mm?" Mu Rulan raised her head with a warm smile like nothing had happened just now, like she hadn't heard anything bad about him, either.

Lan Yiyang was relieved, but unexpectedly felt uncomfortable. He remained silent for a moment, then said: "I was set up by someone."

"Mn." Mu Rulan answered him, throwing everything away into the trash.

Lan Yiyang was stunned for a moment. "You believe in me?"

"Mn." Translated by The Novelst

"What if I say that the person who set me up was that mother and son pair just now?" Lan Yiyang didn't realize it, but at that moment his eyes were s.h.i.+ning bright with hope.

Mu Rulan squeezed the water from the mop and lightly replied, "Mn."

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