Lilian Mo let him go after hearing this. ".... It was Brother Qian? He's here?" Lilian Mo thought for a second before concluding, "It makes sense since his cooking skills are really lame."
Mu Qianmo who heard this cried out. "Little Sister Mo! This is what you say after meeting each other again for so long? I know that my cooking skills aren't good but compared to Little Rei or Yangzhu, mine is ways above them! They can't even cook the rice!"
Fu Yangzhu was ashamed when called out. "Brother Qian, it's not our fault! There were maids in the family and Mom never allowed me to enter the kitchen! Even the maids would ban me from entering so I never learned!"
Mizuki Rei who did not want to continue being at the receiving end of all the accusations hurriedly poured all the dirty linen towards Fu Yangzhu. "Hah! Fu Yangzhu! Isn't that because any food you tried to cook would turn black like charcoal? It's only reasonable that Auntie Fu would ban you from entering the kitchen!"
"What about you, Little Rei? Aren't you the same? Huh? Don't be so arrogant, you Japanese ikemen!"
Mizuki Rei cringed. His national language sounded odd coming from Fu Yangzhu's mouth. "Ugh. Don't be so disgusting."
"You're disgusting! Your whole family is disgusting!"
Mu Qianmo felt a headache coming as he watched the two people argue like cats and dogs. "Calm down, both of you! Shame on yourself. It's just cooking. It's a life skill but not a necessity."
Mizuki Rei immediately protested when he heard this. "Brother Qian, how can you say that? Don't you know how hard it was for me to go a day without a proper meal..." Mizuki Rei was offended that Mu Qianmo would belittle cooking skills like this. Although he was also quite lame in the cooking department, this made him admire those who were able to cook well.
Mu Qianmo looked at the ungrateful brat that was one of his friends and brothers. "You... Ah. Nevermind." Mu Qianmo chose not to argue anymore. He would only be wasting his breath on these people.
He never even boasted that he was a great cook. These guys should be thankful that he was even willing to cook for them even though he was also quite lacking in experience when it comes to the kitchen!
"Anyway, we found Little Sister Mo now. Boss Ren, what are we gonna do next?"
Lilian Mo froze upon hearing that. Of course, with Mu Qianmo and Fu Yangzhu, there came this guy.
Lu Jingren.
Lilian Mo remained quiet as she clenched her fists. Slowly, she raised her head and searched for the familiar mop of blonde hair amongst the people present.
It didn't take her long before she saw him. Just like in her past life, Lu Jingren remained calm and detached from everyone. His icy demeanor and complete disregard for everything that he was not interested in were quite obvious.
His oceanic blue eyes were slightly dull and revealed that he was not paying any attention to what was happening around him. Standing tall at 185 centimeters, Lu Jingren was wearing dark pants and white long sleeves under a long dark coat. There was an ax strapped behind his back. He did not even glance at Mu Qianmo even though he was called.
His hands remained in his pockets. With his European blood that was prominent in his features, he really looked as if he was blessed by God and given all the best features in life and that God himself had carefully sculpted him.
Even though he was only standing and not doing anything, he was the type of beautiful person that would make dozens of heads turn in his direction just to get a glimpse even when his face held no emotions except for apathy.
'A silent and beautifully handsome blonde' is what most people would describe Lu Jingren.
Of course, Lilian Mo who had been desensitized from her past life was not bothered by the seemingly male god standing a few feet away from her.
She felt strangely relieved when he did not even spare her any glance. 'Yes, this feeling of being ignored isn't so bad....'
Lilian Mo stretched her arms that were sore from all the fighting and casually said, "I'm going to cook lunch."
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Note: An ikemen is a good-looking man. Ikemen is a new word that appeared around the year 2000. It comes from Japanese ikeru, iketeru, "cool", "good", "exciting" and the English word, "men."
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