Became a vicious male mother

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We went back to the hotel that night.

Gu Xinglan was eating.

What happened this morning will be reported tonight.

The news channel on TV was reporting a fire in one of the theater's meeting rooms. The cause of the fire was said to be aging equipment in the theater, with exposed wires.

At the same time, the news also reported several cases of missing persons.

The reporter looked terrified.

Gu Xinglan ate slower and slower, her eyes fixed on the television on the wall.

There have been missing persons cases in Wushui before, and now there are some here too. The police officer surnamed Jiang is here to assist in the investigation of the transnational missing persons case.

Gu Xinglan inexplicably recalled her previous visit to the slaughterhouse, where she saw the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled being held inside, who must have also been trafficked.

One of them was badly injured. SOS was written on the ground, but the blood obscured his face, so he couldn't see him clearly.

He later told the police that he hadn't paid any attention to the matter after they rescued him...

Just then, the door opened twice.

Gu Xinglan put down her chopsticks and gently opened the door.

A portly middle-aged man stood outside the door and said with a smile, "Hello, I am the hotel manager."

"can I help you?"

Gu Xinglan only opened the door a crack.

The hotel manager's gaze swept over Gu Xinglan from head to toe before settling on her face. He spoke apologetically but stiffly:

"Mr. Gu, I'm sorry to bother you, but our hotel has some matters to discuss with you."

His tone was both distant and cold.

Having vaguely guessed the other party's intentions, Gu Xinglan nodded, signaling the other party to continue.

"Mr. Gu, our hotel received some bad news today. The fact that you were taken away by the police this afternoon has attracted the attention of our hotel's senior management. Although we understand that you may be innocent, we have to make some decisions for the safety and comfort of other hotel guests."

"What do you mean?" Gu Xinglan raised an eyebrow.

The manager still wore an official smile.

"Our hotel would like you to check out by noon tomorrow. Of course, we will refund the unused room rate and recommend other suitable accommodations for you."

Is it because he went to the police station?

Before his statement was even taken and before the police station had even responded, the hotel was already demanding he check out because of this incident.

Gu Xinglan opened her mouth, trying to explain: "Manager, I haven't done anything illegal."

The manager shook his head, his tone still cold: "Mr. Gu, we understand your situation, but the hotel's policy is for the benefit of all guests. Everyone is very scared because of some things, and we hope you can understand our decision."

The middle-aged man in front of me had already stopped smiling.

The hotel's position is clear: changing hotels is a minor issue, and there's no need to cause unnecessary trouble.

He took a deep breath and nodded: "I will check out before noon tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, the manager finally smiled with relief.

"Thank you very much for your understanding, Mr. Gu. If you need any assistance, such as moving your luggage or booking another hotel, we can help you."

"No need, I can handle it myself."

After the door closed, Gu Xinglan stood there, glanced at the unfinished food on the table, and suddenly felt a complete loss of appetite.

"Who's coming?"

Li Hetai emerged from the bathroom, steaming hot, and was drying his hair with a towel.

"It's nothing, let's eat first."

Gu Xinglan smiled and said, "Tomorrow we'll stay at a hotel in the city center."

He had considered hotels in the city center when he came here, but unfortunately he couldn't book one, so he had to randomly choose one with available rooms.

Now that the equestrian competition is over, those tourists should head to their next destination.

Gu Xinglan was about to make a phone call to reserve, but Li Hetai took the call away.

Li Hetai already had a big appetite and was athletic, and now he looked even bigger, making it easy to snatch his phone away.

Why change hotels?

The boy's eyes remained as sharp as ever.

Gu Xinglan sighed, "Because of what happened at the police station today?"

“My father owns property here, so there’s no need to book a hotel.”

"...If you put it that way, we could have considered it from the beginning."

They don't like the food here, and they don't have time to find local restaurants that suit their tastes. It's high in oil, calories, and sugar. It's okay to eat like this once or twice, but if they eat it every day, they would have to cook it themselves.

Unfortunately, the hotels here have restrictions on open flames, so he can only cook small dishes.

Gu Xinglan looked at the food on the table, and her appetite suddenly returned. She sat down on the stool and continued eating.

“My father was also in that house.”

Li Hetai watched Gu Xinglan eat, and his stomach, which had just been full, became hungry again.

He tugged at Gu Xinglan's sleeve twice and sat down beside her.

Her eyes remained expressionless, but Gu Xinglan immediately understood the meaning behind her gaze and skillfully used serving chopsticks to serve the other person.

The shrimp are crystal clear, and Li Hetai can eat five or six at a time.

"Eat slowly, I can't keep up with all the food." Gu Xinglan looked at the food and felt that he had lost his appetite again. This time he was really full. He handed over the serving chopsticks, but Li Hetai did not take them.

"You eat, I'm already full."

“No.” Li Hetai turned around and picked up a book. “I’m full too.”

"..." Gu Xinglan picked up her chopsticks with some skepticism and continued eating the remaining dishes.

As a result, the gaze behind him was too direct; he always felt that Li Hetai was watching him as he picked up food.

"Are you going to eat or not?"

"No one has ever served me food before; you're the first."

Upon hearing the boy's words out of the blue, Gu Xinglan slightly widened her gaze, and her chopsticks clinked crisply against the plate twice.

He had clearly seen the child surnamed Yu at the villa before, as well as the child surnamed Liang who was filming the show before, both of whom had served food to Li Hetai.

Gu Xinglan's eyebrows twitched as she looked at the person behind her with suspicion.

But Li Hetai simply stared straight into his eyes.

Those eyes seemed to be telling a story of grievance, and he felt a cold sweat break out on his back from their gaze.

The older this person gets, the more he resembles Li Hetai from his previous life.

But this Li Hetai is so vibrant now.

He didn't know if it was a problem with incomplete memory.

The Li He Tai of his past life was like a fog, bringing him only harm, while this Li He Tai still smiled sincerely at him. The longer they spent together, the less he could connect the two people.

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The words in the book are becoming less and less appealing.

Li Hetai couldn't concentrate on what he was looking at; his gaze kept slowly shifting to the people next to him.

This person has a smooth profile, with long eyelashes casting a small shadow under their eyes. Their gaze is always gentle, as is their personality. They are never aggressive, like a gentle stream that flows silently into their life.

If a few years ago, when he first met Gu Xinglan, his feelings were resentment! He resented that the other party had so easily taken the position next to his father, resented the many things the other party had done that he hated but had to face, and also resented the person's meanness, rudeness, and the insults directed at him!

But now, I don't know when it started, the thing the other person shows is actually just a mask, a mask shown to him.

He didn't understand why this person was showing hatred towards him, especially since the longer they spent time together, the more uncomfortable the person became.

Where does this contradictory emotion come from?

Perhaps it was a sudden surge of curiosity that made him slow down his plans. He took the initiative to search, like digging for pearls in a clam. Inside the hard shell was a soft interior, hiding all sorts of things that surprised him.

He'll be here in a few years.

He wasn't a clueless child; quite the opposite, he knew what he should want and what he shouldn't covet, and he understood perfectly what he could obtain and what he could possess.

It's just that we need more time.

Li Hetai slowly closed the book and grabbed Gu Xinglan's arm.

The temperature under his palm was warm, unlike his cold hands.

Sure enough, that helpless yet indulgent voice came through again: "Do you want to eat again?"