Became a vicious male mother

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"..." Gu Xinglan looked at Li Taihe with a puzzled expression.

"Drink it."

Isn't it too much to drug him in front of him?

But Li Taihe in front of him didn't seem to notice anything amiss, and held the cup to his lips, just a few inches away.

"Don't drink?"

"What's inside..." Gu Xinglan raised her eyelids to look at Li Taihe, then lowered her eyes to look at the wine glass. Back and forth, cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Something that will make you behave properly," Li Taihe said in a deep voice.

"I don't drink."

This has crossed his bottom line.

Gu Xinglan shook her head.

This kind of obedient thing comes at the cost of damaging his central nervous system. Isn't it obvious that they're treating him like a fool?

The refusal darkened Li Taihe's face, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty. He then slammed the cup behind him.

A series of clanging sounds rang out as shards of glass flew everywhere, covering Li Taihe's trouser legs in glass fragments.

From his angle, he could already see the faint trace of blood seeping through the man's trouser leg.

Gu Xinglan lowered her eyes, picked up the clothes hanger, and slowly pulled open the clothes.

After the fabric was wiped away, the air became completely quiet.

After putting on the long dress, Gu Xinglan wanted to get out of bed to tidy herself up, but her foot was held by a large hand.

Li Taihe smiled broadly and spread a quilt on the floor.

My feet were under the blanket, and it didn't hurt.

"I'll help you." After saying that, Li Taihe helped Gu Xinglan and led her to the full-length mirror.

The reflection in the mirror startled Gu Xinglan slightly.

This garment is truly a rare work of art. The closely dangling silver chains do not appear vulgar at all; on the contrary, they make the wearer look elegant, refined, and captivating.

Li Taihe stood right behind Gu Xinglan.

My gaze travels through the mirror, then back directly to someone.

Her fingers gently brushed across Gu Xinglan's shoulder, as if admiring a meticulously crafted work of art.

“It suits you very well.” Li Taihe’s voice was deep, with a hint of satisfied laughter.

Gu Xinglan felt extremely uncomfortable. He turned slightly to the side, trying to avoid the man's touch, but the hand followed him like a shadow and never left.

"Li Taihe, what exactly do you want to do?" Gu Xinglan's voice was a little hoarse, filled with suppressed anger.

Li Taihe simply chuckled, turned around, and sat down on the sofa next to him, crossing his legs in a relaxed manner.

"Actually, you could have left the set after filming the show."

He finished filming a program in the urban village and encountered the gas explosion. It's not surprising that something like this happened in the extremely cold winter. What surprised him was Li Taihe's attitude.

"You're too cold-blooded." Gu Xinglan picked up a clean glass, poured herself a glass of wine, and drank it down.

"A person's blood cannot be cold unless he is dead."

"Li Taihe, are you dead or alive?" Gu Xinglan retorted.

"The walking dead".

He didn't expect Li Taihe to respond like that.

Gu Xinglan sipped the wine slowly, the wine trickling down her lips and into her clothes.

Li Taihe on the sofa just watched quietly.

His gaze fell upon the silver chain, stained a pale purple, blending with the faint outline of skin, and the man's throat involuntarily moved twice.

The subtle change in atmosphere alerted Gu Xinglan.

"My clothes are dirty, I'll change back." He hurriedly changed back.

Seeing Li Taihe get up and slowly approach, Gu Xinglan broke out in a cold sweat and said with an awkward smile, "I've thought about it, and life underground suits me quite well too."

When her chin was pinched and lifted upwards, Gu Xinglan's face scrunched up like a chrysanthemum, as if she wanted to shrink all her features back, and she frantically pulled her head back.

This kind of ambiguous scene is frightening.

But Li Taihe just held him like that, neither letting him retreat nor let him advance.

"Your only flaw is your face. Without that face, with training, you would be an excellent undercover agent."

"Coincidentally, this is the face I'm most proud of."

“Indeed, you have reason to be proud.” Li Taihe casually released Gu Xinglan’s chin.

"Since you don't want to come with me, I'll bring someone else."

As Li Taihe walked out, Gu Xinglan quickly followed.

There are many traps and mechanisms here; it would be too dangerous to go it alone.

The two walked out of the passage one after the other, and they were right near Li Hetai's room.

The familiar creaking of the wooden bed reached Gu Xinglan's ears again, and she immediately thought of the small room at the end of the passage.

Those two cowardly men still dared to have sex in the wild.

Gu Xinglan remained calm and walked in the opposite direction.

"Aren't you going to go take a look?" The person behind me asked with a smile, deliberately lowering their voice.

"I have other things to do." He didn't want to get involved.

He already had a lead on those two scoundrels. Last time, he found two familiar things in the small room, which matched the people he had seen.

Knowing is one thing, but why would he make a fool of himself?

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The servants in the villa were gathered in the hall. Since the main guests of today's welcome banquet had not arrived, the food was left uneaten and naturally ended up in the mouths of the servants.

One of them, Song Zhengsi, ate the most heartily, wishing he could grow two mouths and two stomachs to hold all the food.

"Hey Mr. Song, you're here early. Tell us about the villa."

Someone tapped the plate with chopsticks.

"What do you want to know?" The person, whose mouth was covered in grease, didn't even lift their head.

"Tell me, is what that news report said true?"

The philanthropist's antiques were stolen by his servants. This philanthropist was the owner of the villa, and he wouldn't come back for months at a time. They now knew how those servants dared to do such a thing. If they were in his shoes, they would have done the same, but they had the desire but not the courage. Learning from past mistakes, they dared not act rashly.

"Sigh, those people are stupid. Don't they know how to pull off a big heist and run away? It's been over ten years, and they want both the antique and their salary. They're bound to go to jail!"

Someone let out a long sigh.

They probably didn't know this person was so audacious as to say such things in broad daylight.

Song Zhengsi was so frightened that he stopped eating and threw the chicken carcass at him, saying, "You were just joking, don't get me into trouble!"

"Hey Song, tell me again, what about the original wife of that villa? What gossip do you know? Tell me about it."

There was no answer when someone asked a question. The servant said "Hey," but Song Zhengsi had already slipped away.

"I heard that the first wife was... literally angered to death!"

"Where did you hear this gossip? I've heard it all. This Boss Li, actually, he and that woman... knew each other before. His marriage to his first wife was just a charade. And now that it's been discovered, he's killed his first wife..."

The servants' stories became increasingly exaggerated.

"Then who is the first wife called?"

"do not know."

“Then…” The maid pointed upstairs.

"It seems his surname is Gu and his given name is Xinglan."

Gu Xinglan, hiding by the wall: "..."

Where did Lai Tai-ho find so many oddballs?

"elder brother."

A sudden shout startled Gu Xinglan, who let out a soft "hoarse" sound.

Song Zhengsi, who was standing next to him, also jolted awake. He scratched his head and said naively, "Don't mind them, they're just talking nonsense."