Beast World: From Villainess to Cub-Raising Chef novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Chapter 8: Missing Memory

In the Interstellar Beast World, females are rare. To perpetuate the Beastman race, every female in the Federation can legally have seven male partners, who are all expected to work together to support her.

But someone like Lu Tingyan, who couldn’t even support himself, was utterly incapable of providing for a female or contributing to a family.

Even if a female were willing to marry him, he’d be ostracized and bullied by her other husbands the moment he joined her family.

Life would only be worse than it is now.

Lu Tingyan said nothing, silently continuing to read the document in his hands.

Finding this pointless, Lu Yanhua spat and turned to leave.

He was left alone in the office.

Lu Tingyan stared at the document with a calm expression. After confirming its contents, he coolly signed his name.

But the bulging veins on the back of his hand betrayed his true feelings.

Lu Tingyan abruptly tossed the pen aside. He took a deep breath, leaned back in his chair, and loosened his tie with his other hand.

Even at rest, the explosive power simmering beneath the skin of his veined hand was obvious.

After all, he was once the Federation’s most powerful Beastman.

His gaze fell to the document on his desk, the light in his eyes wavering.

The document was an application from the Suburban Construction Department to incorporate the mountaintop orphanage into the public domain. The attachments included further requests for public area renovations, building repairs, and a series of similar items.

He stared at his own hand. There wasn’t the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power in his palm.

But he couldn’t have been mistaken about what he felt that day at the mountaintop orphanage. It was the budding of spiritual power.

He had to go back.

In the hallway just around the corner from the office, Lu Yanhua, who hadn’t gone far, was on the phone, his voice lowered.

"Dad, I tested him. I don’t think he’s recovered."

"There’s no spiritual power fluctuation from him. He didn’t even react when I humiliated him."

"Yeah, I told him about making him Zhu Li’s Beast Husband."

"Zhu Li is over fifty, and he had no reaction at all when he heard."

"Okay, don’t worry, Dad. I’ll keep monitoring him."

*

Bai Su yawned, her eyes watering from sleepiness as she stared at the construction crew that had arrived first thing in the morning, making a huge commotion.

A crowd of onlookers from the foot of the mountain had gathered, finding it hard to believe that this orphanage, once designated as outside Federation territory, was about to be brought within its borders.

"I heard it’s because some female got hurt around here. That’s why the Federation is stepping up control of the area."

"Didn’t they also say there was a case of child Beastman abuse a while back?"

"Pfft... What’s there to control? Just arrest Wang Biao and Bai Su. Once you get rid of those two cancers, this place will be peaceful, won’t it?"

"You won’t believe this! I ran into Bai Su a couple of days ago, and she was like a completely different person. She actually went down the mountain to buy groceries, said she was going to cook for the kids. Scared the hell out of me."

"That female is famously awful around here. She even knows what ’buying’ means?"

"You must have heard wrong. Did she say she was cooking *for* the kids, or cooking the kids?"

The crowd roared with laughter.

Bai Su was busy arguing with Lu Tingyan. "You bring a crew here to work, and I’m supposed to feed all of you?!"

The assistant beside Lu Tingyan nodded. "Yes, Miss Bai. The mountaintop orphanage isn’t easy to get to, so it’s a bit difficult for the construction crew to sort out their meals."

Bai Su laughed, but it was a laugh of pure anger. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to cook for this whole damn crowd? I have children to look after! I’m not your personal chef! It’s not like I begged you to come here and build anything. Fine, then don’t! Get out, all of you!"

The assistant was dumbfounded. He’d never met such a crude female.

In his mind, females were delicate flower buds, coddled in a greenhouse. They were supposed to be soft-spoken and gentle, possessing a kind of lofty, aristocratic elegance that came from a pampered, wealthy upbringing.

Not... like the female standing before him.

Overweight, loud, crude, blunt, and common.

She might have been a bit overweight, but her eyes were surprisingly beautiful—large and luminous, as lovely as pebbles glittering in a summer stream.

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