Became a vicious male mother

97

"knocking"

"Hello, I'm here to apply for a housekeeping position."

The person outside the door had neat short hair and an elegant and refined air about them.

However, it currently has a faint bluish-black tinge, making it appear slightly tired.

The butler seemed to have anticipated this, his hand hovering over the doorknob as if he understood.

"You must be Mr. Gu. Please come with me."

The employment contract was not standard; this was Gu Xinglan's first time visiting the staff dormitory at Changgu Villa.

Empty.

The housekeeper took a form from the printer and handed it to him.

Gu Xinglan read quickly, and when she saw the salary calculation standards, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Salary is calculated based on hours worked, with flexible hours and freedom to come and go as you please.

“Mr. Gu, you only need to take good care of Young Master Li, including three meals a day and keeping his living environment absolutely clean. You must strictly abide by all the rules and regulations in the villa. You can report to me if there are any special circumstances.”

The butler put away the employment contract and led the others away from the staff villa: "The master and madam have gone on vacation. In order to better take care of the young master, your accommodation will be arranged downstairs from him."

Downstairs from Lai Ho Tai?

There were no rooms downstairs, just a long corridor.

Gu Xinglan followed behind and slowly walked to the front of an iron house.

"We haven't hired any staff yet. You're the second person to apply. This is the room closest to the young master. It hasn't been cleaned yet. Feel free to use any of the villa's tools."

This……

Is this habitable?

Gu Xinglan opened the iron gate and saw that the inside was full of dust.

The air was still damp, and there were even cobwebs in the corners. Tiny shavings had come out of the wooden cabinet, suggesting that termites lived inside, not to mention the whitish wooden bed.

Can I change rooms?

If he sleeps here for one night, he might not even see the sun rise tomorrow.

"Where would Mr. Gu like to stay?"

The butler turned around, his eyes carrying a subtle sense of intimidation.

This butler is also one of Li Taihe's men; they're all cut from the same cloth when they put on a stern face.

Gu Xinglan shook her head: "Never mind, this room will do."

"Alright, it's nine o'clock now. If you're hungry, there are ingredients in the kitchen. I hope you can prepare the young master's breakfast for tomorrow in advance."

After the butler finished speaking, he turned his back and left. His medium-length hair was white, his posture was straight, and his steps were unusually steady.

He's clearly not an ordinary old man.

A cold wind blew in through her collar, and Gu Xinglan shivered. She slowly looked up at Li Hetai's window.

The window had a hazy, grayish light, and the light and shadows shining through it resembled old photographs in a vintage shop window.

The familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar outline of the room was vaguely sketched out.

It's been about two days since he last saw Li Hetai.

System: [Host, your time limit is currently approximately 20 hours.]

Time is of the essence.

Just now in Li Taihe's car, his mind was full of thoughts about time.

Now, when it's actually time for him to increase his playtime, he doesn't know what to do.

There was a "squeak" sound.

The sound of the window tracks overhead was particularly jarring in the quiet space.

A few stray hairs peeked out from the window, followed by a snow-white, delicate face.

Seemingly unaware of him downstairs, the child looked up at the sky for a moment, then looked away.

In a few days it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival. The bright moon, which cannot be hidden by the clouds, seems to be so big that you can almost hear the sound of the tide rising and falling.

Gu Xinglan withdrew her gaze and sighed softly.

System: [Host, have you forgotten your original aspirations?]

"No, I just feel a little powerless right now."

If this world were his job, then he would be working around the clock.

System: [Host, I think it's necessary to tell you some bad news.]

How bad?

[You cannot be selected due to your current status as a wicked stepmother]

[If you continue to abuse the target in your current state, you will not be able to accumulate time.]

"Um?!"

In an instant, my mind cleared up, and all the sadness from before vanished.

Gu Xinglan couldn't help but raise her voice: "Li Hetai knows my true identity, is that not allowed?"

System: [But the duration is given to you by the Main God Space. In the Main God Space's eyes, your status as a stepmother means you're on vacation. Besides, the task target is just one of the calculation methods...]

"What am I supposed to do?"

"Isn't this just sending me to my death for nothing?"

He had completely accepted the fact that he had come back to life, but now he was suddenly being deprived of his chance to live.

In the final period of his previous life, the chemotherapy for cancer left him exhausted, unable to eat, losing hair and becoming emaciated, almost like a walking corpse.

He forgot his childhood and his school life. Every day when he woke up in the white ward, the first thing he saw was Li Hetai.

This person was a constant reminder of the countless springs, summers, autumns, and winters he had been imprisoned.

All his memories have become fragments.

He couldn't piece together a complete memory; all he had was the endless plundering of him by the adult Li Hetai.

Thinking of this, that feeling of utter silence slowly began to surround me again.

System: [Host!! You haven't finished speaking!!]

[This situation was anticipated by our system.]

[This system will apply to the Main God Space before you go to the auction.]

[According to their response, you only need to have the person you're tasked with personally confirm your identity to continue playing your role!]

As soon as she finished speaking, Gu Xinglan stopped clutching the bear, and the stinging sensation on her scalp gradually subsided.

"Next time, please finish what you're saying and focus on the important points."

His fluctuating emotions will only make him mentally exhausted.

"Tell me in detail how you confirm it."

System: [It's roughly like asking the task recipient, 'Am I your mother?' and the task recipient replies, 'Yes, yes, yes.']

……

[Host, why aren't you saying anything?]

"As the hidden story progresses, aren't there any rewards?" Gu Xinglan asked helplessly.

System: [It was already there.]

"what about now?"

[Administrator H said the results will be released in the next couple of days, and to ensure fairness, the rewards have been withheld.]

*

The night is as dark as ink.

The villa was dark, and looking inside through the floor-to-ceiling windows, all that could be seen was emptiness.

There was a "click" sound.

Gu Xinglan left the tin shack, returned to the villa, and turned on the light.

air.

There was only this one feeling.

All the counterfeit goods have been removed from the villa.

The house is completely bare.

Only the kitchen remains unchanged.

They even added some new things...

A small stool sat crookedly on the ceramic floor.

Above, the cabinet door embedded in the wall was slightly ajar.

It's as if you can see a little child struggling to stand on a stool, tiptoeing, and trying to get something out of the cupboard.

Gu Xinglan stared at the stool for a long time before raising her hand and easily opening the cabinet door.

It's filled with sauce.

Jam, peanut butter, sesame paste, all kinds of sauces in bottles and jars.

The only empty bottle was placed on the counter next to the refrigerator.

It was bright red, and upon closer inspection, you could even see fruit pieces. The bottle cap showed signs of having been opened.

Next to it was a half-eaten bag of bread slices.

He spreads jam on his bread, but the jam is hard to get; this kid is particular.

Without thinking, he picked up a piece of bread, spread some jam on it, and swallowed it in a few bites...

"Can I have some too?"

An unfamiliar male voice suddenly rang out.

It wasn't the butler's voice, nor was it Li Hetai's, and it certainly wasn't his own voice.

In the empty villa, it was as powerful as a bomb.