LOT -Chapter 256 Ji Kengkeng! You’re Trying to Steal My Spot!

Seeing Lin Mo with her hair a complete mess and her clothes all crumpled, Minister Lin immediately smacked her on the head.

“Go! Back home!”

Rubbing her head, Lin Mo grumbled unhappily, “Dad, stop hitting my head! I won’t grow taller like this.” She was already short—what if she got even shorter?

She was currently 163 cm tall. That slap just now must’ve knocked at least 1 cm off her height.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was possible. Otherwise, why were people who lifted heavy things always shorter? Clearly, they got pressed down.

【Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai, how tall am I right now? I haven’t asked about my height in ages. I should’ve grown a little, right?】

Her height truly was her obsession. Her current goal was 165 cm—at least then she wouldn’t stick out so much in her tall family.

Bai Xiao: 【Uh… you mean including your hair, or your actual height?】

Lin Mo: …So how were you reporting my height to me before? You added my hair, didn’t you!

Lin Mo suddenly panicked. If with hair she was only 163, then her real height was even shorter!

Bai Xiao rubbed his nose awkwardly. Some hairstyles really did add height… and shoe soles too.

But all those things together made up a person’s “full height”! You couldn’t expect her to go out barefoot with messy hair every day. Sure, that would be her true height, but she couldn’t be seen like that.

So adding shoes and hair was normal. Besides, he didn’t need added height—he was already tall.

He had always reported everyone else’s height accurately, but when it came to Lin Mo, well… he added just a little water.

Others didn’t understand their “one-meter-something” system and didn’t care much; they assumed it was the system’s measurement method.

They only knew that Little Lord Lin was shorter than she herself thought.

Lin Mo was devastated the entire way back. She had thought she was 163. Turns out she wasn’t even that.

What could be more tragic? She was a short stump!

Why had her family’s tall genes mutated when they reached her?!

If not for her face looking exactly like her dad’s, she would’ve suspected she wasn’t their biological child.

Her grandparents were tall, her maternal grandparents weren’t short either… so how did she end up like this?

Could it be because she didn’t like to eat when she was little and ate too many snacks? Modern parents always said snacking stunted growth… it couldn’t be true, right?!

The more she thought about it, the more regret she felt. If only she had eaten more meals as a child.

She asked again, still unwilling to accept it:

【Xiao Bai, then what is my actual height? Without shoes, without hair?】

Bai Xiao: 【You’ve just barely reached 160. Actually, this height isn’t short among girls. Aren’t there many girls in the capital shorter than you? And look on the bright side—your legs are long. Everyone in your family has long legs. Your dad’s legs practically reach your chest.】

Everyone glanced at Minister Lin’s legs.

Mm. Yes. Excellent legs. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs. A+ physique.

How did this man maintain such a figure? Did he even eat??

Lin Mo looked at her own legs, then at her dad’s.

Yes, she did inherit his long legs. But her height dragged everything down!

If she had her father’s height, her legs could reach others’ chest too!

Back in her room, Lin Mo shut down emotionally.

The day’s incident spread quickly and instantly became an educational example parents used to lecture their children.

Like:

— Don’t walk deserted paths.

— Don’t take weird shortcuts.

— Be extra careful on mountains with hunters’ traps.

Luckily, she fell into a net today. If it had been a pit trap with sharpened stakes, she’d be dead.

“You’re not Little Lord Lin. She won’t die. You will,” their parents said.

Hearing this, everyone silently wondered:

Did they look like the type to wander into weird corners for fun?? They were NOT Little Lord Lin!

Who even avoided normal roads? The more remote a place, the more dangerous! And they always went out with attendants—unlike Little Lord Lin, who ran around wind and rain with Bai Xiao every day.

Looking at the lump on the bed, Bai Xiao chuckled. “You’ve officially become every parent’s education example. You’re basically in textbooks now. Amazing, really.”

A muffled voice came from under the covers: “Can’t you give that textbook spot to YOU instead? Are these people bored or what? Why do they have to publicly shame me again and again?”

She wasn’t actually that embarrassed—after a while, she’d gotten over it. But being dragged out repeatedly for public humiliation was another matter.

Seeing her sulking, Bai Xiao patted her head. “Don’t be sad. Your dad cooked roast chicken for you today. And he used those spices you’ve been wanting to try. The Grand Minister of Agriculture already figured out the seeds, and they’ve started mass planting.”

The moment she heard that, Lin Mo instantly sprang up—straight into Bai Xiao.

“Go go go! Why didn’t you say so earlier?!”

Why would she be sad when there was roast chicken?!

Meanwhile, Bai Xiao, who had been knocked flat onto the bed, lay there dizzy.

His chin, his teeth…thank goodness his tongue moved fast or he would have bitten it off.

Though even if he did, with this body he could regrow one using energy.

Speaking of which, he hadn’t worried about energy in ages. He was too rich now. This was what being wealthy meant!

Other systems fretted daily over energy. He had more than he could spend. Even if his host didn’t go out to stir up trouble and eat melons, the energy overflowed every day.

Self-sustaining. That’s what this was! Long live Mo Mo!

A few seconds later, he recovered his mood. So what if he got hit? Small matter.

“The teacher’s cooking is getting better and better. I might have to ask him for lessons.”

Ji Kengkeng sat beside Minister Lin with a full smile. Lin Qi and Lin Ran sat beside the Madam. It looked a little like a family portrait.

Lin Mo walked in and saw this scene— and exploded instantly.

“AAAAAHHH!! JI KENGKENG!! YOU STOLE MY SPOT! You shameless thing! PUT DOWN THAT ROAST CHICKEN RIGHT NOW!”

Everyone present: …

It’s over.

The little demon king has arrived.