Genius Trainee: My Husband Isn't Human - Chapter 21

His voice was as cold as a messenger from hell, and the aura emanating from his entire body made Luo Jingcha feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

Perhaps he really was a messenger from hell. Under Mo Wangchu’s gaze, Luo Jingcha felt as if she was being strangled by the Grim Reaper himself, her body frozen stiff and unable to move.

Just then, a clear voice broke the deadlock, pulling Luo Jingcha out of this icy prison.

“Sister, you really came back to see me!”

Mo Shiche had heard Luo Jingcha’s voice from his room upstairs. His heart filled with joy, he rushed downstairs.

This was the first friend he had made, and the only person willing to be his friend. Ever since Luo Jingcha left today, he had been wondering when she would come back to play with him.

That sister had said she would come back soon. He had always thought she was lying, but unexpectedly, after just one afternoon, she really came back!

Mo Shiche’s appearance made Mo Wangchu withdraw his aggressive aura. Luo Jingcha turned to look and saw it was the man who had helped him escape from the villa today.

Seeing Mo Wangchu staring intently at Luo Jingcha’s neck, Mo Shiche quickly pulled him away, standing protectively in front of Luo Jingcha and said, “Wangchu, you can’t do this. This sister is my good friend, don’t bully her!”

Mo Wangchu glanced at her, then said to Mo Shiche, “I wasn’t bullying her.”

“Then why were you always, always…” Mo Shiche paused, then changed his phrasing, “always staring at sister, like you wanted to eat her…”

His words were somewhat ambiguous, making Luo Jingcha cough twice.

“Her?”

Mo Wangchu naturally knew that Luo Jingcha had misunderstood the meaning of “eat” in Mo Shiche’s words, but he didn’t bother to explain, and couldn’t be bothered to explain. With a disdainful curl of his lips, he said, “I have plenty of women at my disposal. I haven’t become so desperate as to be indiscriminate.”

Luo Jingcha was stung by this naked mockery. Indiscriminate? Was she that bad?

When she won the Best Actress award, the men pursuing her could have formed a line from here to France!

Having received the promise, Mo Shiche said happily, “That’s good. I thought sister was lying when she said she’d come see me soon. I had Sister Ah Zhu prepare lots of delicious food. Let’s go eat together.”

Without waiting for Luo Jingcha’s agreement, he grabbed her hand and ran toward the villa.

Seeing that Mo Wangchu didn’t stop them, Mo Qi walked over to him and asked worriedly, “Second Master, is it alright to let Miss Luo stay alone with Young Master Che? Young Master Che, he…”

Mo Qi hesitated, and Mo Wangchu watched the two enter the house. His eyes seemed softer than usual as he said quietly, “Brother hasn’t been this happy in a long time. Whether they can stay together or not, we’ll know soon enough.”

Mo Shiche led Luo Jingcha to the dining room. Even though she had been wealthy in her previous life, seeing this nearly twenty-meter-long dining table made her sigh that money really could buy anything.

Mo Shiche had the servants bring out the dishes—all kinds of delicacies were laid out.

The steak was air-imported 5A grade snowflake wagyu beef, the caviar was Almas caviar from beluga whales, and after tasting the white truffle, it turned out to be Alba white truffle from Europe.

Besides these, the rest were also foods that ordinary people rarely got to see. Laid out on the table in such a casual manner, they hardly seemed precious anymore.

At this time, Mo Wangchu also entered the dining room and took his seat with the servants’ assistance.

He sat at the head of the dining table, about seven or eight meters away from them. He picked up his utensils with indifference, his expression blank. Facing this table full of top-grade ingredients, there was no emotion in his expression, as if it were just an ordinary home-cooked meal.

Seeing this, Luo Jingcha couldn’t help but curse him silently as a capitalist. Although she hadn’t lacked money in her previous world, her family had always taught frugality and moderation, and she rarely indulged in such luxury.

Luo Jingcha picked up her glass and took a sip of red wine. She discovered that the vintage was older than almost all the top-grade wines she had drunk before. The taste was mellow and smooth, with distinct layers of flavor that made one want to drink more.

Luo Jingcha had poor alcohol tolerance but loved drinking. After just two sips, her cheeks began to flush with a rosy glow.

Mo Wangchu noticed and said, “Replace her wine with fruit juice.”

“Yes.”

Her wine glass was taken away. Luo Jingcha looked indignantly at the crimson wine glass beside Mo Wangchu and said, “Why? You can all drink wine, why can’t I!”

Mo Wangchu ignored her, but Mo Shiche said, “Sister, we’re not drinking wine, we’re drinking…”

Mo Wangchu cut a piece of steak and interrupted him. “Tomato juice.”

After saying this, he glanced at Mo Shiche. Mo Shiche realized he had almost said the wrong thing and sat up straight in his chair remorsefully, saying quietly, “We’re drinking tomato juice.”

“I don’t believe it!”

She reached for Mo Shiche’s wine glass, but the wine seemed to be taking effect. As soon as she stood up, she accidentally swayed to the side.

“Ah!”

She braced herself against the table, but didn’t notice where her hand landed. Her palm pressed against the dinner knife in Mo Shiche’s hand, and blood immediately began to seep out.

She raised her hand, and drops of blood fell one by one onto the steak on Mo Shiche’s plate. As the metallic scent spread, Mo Shiche stared at the blood on his steak, veins suddenly bulging on his forehead.

The moment the blood drops fell, Mo Wangchu’s purple eyes contracted sharply, but he immediately suppressed it and narrowed his eyes to look at Mo Shiche.

Mo Shiche had now raised his head and was staring at Luo Jingcha. The originally clean and gentle man had become somewhat ferocious. His amber pupils had turned crimson, and two sharp fangs were faintly visible at the corners of his mouth.

The wine seemed to be hitting her hard now. Mo Shiche was appearing double in her vision. She waved her hand and said, “It’s, it’s nothing, don’t worry. It’s just a small cut. Sorry for dirtying your steak though. How about you take mine instead.”

As she spoke, she pushed her own steak toward Mo Shiche with some reluctance.

Mo Qi entered from outside at this moment. Seeing Mo Shiche losing control while Mo Wangchu remained motionless, he said anxiously, “Second Master, what should we…”

Mo Wangchu raised his hand and said, “Brother has been unable to control his bestial nature since his transformation, which is why I sealed most of his memories. This girl seems to help him maintain some clarity of mind. I want to test whether she can help him control his murderous instincts now.”

Mo Qi felt that Mo Wangchu’s approach was too dangerous and said, “If you want to test it, why not use someone else? If Young Master Shiche can’t control himself, wouldn’t you be in danger?”

Mo Wangchu pressed his lips together and didn’t say much more, just kept his eyes fixed on the two of them.

Suddenly, Mo Shiche seemed to finally lose control. He opened his mouth menacingly, revealing his terrifying fangs, and lunged fiercely toward Luo Jingcha.