Became a vicious male mother

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The black ticket gleamed in the sunlight, faintly revealing the words "adult expo".

Gu Xinglan lay on the lawn, staring at those four words.

He couldn't refuse, so he took the ticket.

I have a feeling that he's overlooked something important...

A breeze blew by, carrying the fresh scent of grass and soil, and grass clippings flew through the air.

The sound of horses' hooves pounding the ground grew closer and closer, almost making his eardrums tingle.

He instinctively rolled backward.

He quickly moved away, his body skimming the grass. Just as he left the spot, a tall, brown-spotted horse galloped past him, its hooves kicking up a cloud of dust that nearly trampled his foot.

If his leg were trampled by a galloping horse, it would be ruined.

"Tsk, that's a pretty quick reaction."

Hong Liang reined in his horse, and the spotted horse spun around before coming to a steady stop. He looked down at Gu Xinglan with a smug smile and disdain in his eyes.

The thrill of surviving a disaster is overwhelming.

Gu Xinglan struggled to her feet, brushed the grass clippings off her clothes, and coldly looked up at Hong Liang, "You did this on purpose."

Hong Liang shrugged, speaking casually, "The horse was a bit out of control. It was just brought over from the horse farm. There's nothing I can do about it. But, judging from your skills, you shouldn't be injured." He then chuckled twice.

This person appears to be charming and elegant, but secretly he resorts to all sorts of underhanded tactics.

Those were minor skirmishes before, but not now; this person wants him dead.

"What are you doing here?" Gu Xinglan asked after a long silence.

It was that same feeling of powerlessness, like punching cotton. Hong Liang had been full of enthusiasm just moments before, but now it vanished instantly.

"What else could you be here for? To supervise the construction. This place is going to be turned into a horse farm. You have two days to clear the grass."

The horse neighed twice, and the rider pulled on the reins and galloped away.

System: [This is cannon fodder, even younger than you, host. Ignore it.]

In the system's eyes, this is cannon fodder killing each other; in his eyes, this is murder for money.

“Brother Xinglan…”

This scene was clearly seen by Song Zhengsi inside the wooden house.

"This Hong Liang is so arrogant and lawless just because he's an old friend of the lady. In my hometown, you'd have to smear your mouth with shit to get away with it." He then spat.

The atmosphere was a bit off. After complaining, Song Zhengsi cautiously glanced at the person next to him.

"How about we switch jobs? I know a good one, Xinglan. They're all ostracizing us like this, so why don't we go somewhere else to make money?"

He was so frightened by the arrows that he had to rest for several weeks. When he returned to his post, the group of people actually gave his work to others without his permission.

Now all I get is basic pay, and there's no hope for the future.

Seeing that Gu Xinglan was still quietly watching the horse leave, he thought of something and whispered, "Young Master is going to participate in an equestrian competition. The competition is even overseas. I heard that the guy surnamed Hong is going with him. He's been showing off riding horses in the villa all day long. I heard that last week he even knocked over the horse watcher and sent him to the hospital."

"Equestrian competition?" Gu Xinglan looked over as her senses returned.

This was the first time he had heard of it.

Li Hetai stayed at the villa from 5 a.m. to 11 p.m., during which time he was accompanied by a private tutor and could not even see him.

The key point is that those people designated Hong Liang as the exclusive butler to take care of Li Hetai.

Sometimes Li and Tai wouldn't even come back to their rooms to sleep, and he saw this person less and less.

“Yes, I heard it’s a trip to Lexington, and the prize money is $30,000.” Song Zhengsi stared wide-eyed and held up three fingers.

Do you know the time?

Gu Xinglan frowned deeply.

If the timeframe is long, he will have to go with them, and survival time will be an issue.

"Well... I don't know."

-

midnight.

In the sweltering heat, the tutors devised a rule: to test the perseverance of their prospective heirs, they decided to have them sleep in a small room with no air conditioning, no furniture, and only one window.

It is euphemistically called the spiritual practice of ascetic monks who abandon material enjoyment.

Gu Xinglan stood in the shadows of the backyard, looking up at the only small window on the fourth floor that was lit.

The windows were tightly closed, and the curtains were drawn shut, not a breath of wind could be seen.

"Will this work? If Madam finds out, I'll be fired!"

The scene was very familiar, and Song Zhengsi slapped his forehead.

Why did he even talk to the other person about the equestrian competition? Once the young master left, wouldn't Gu Xinglan have obediently gone with him?

"Just take it up for me, that's all." Gu Xinglan rubbed her hands together, her eyes fixed on the window.

He hadn't seen Li Hetai for over a week, and he was determined to see him today.

Thinking this way, Gu Xinglan did just that, stepping on Song Zhengsi's shoulders and climbing up the windowsill.

He climbed countless window ledges, until he stopped, panting heavily from the heat.

The third floor, the most mysterious floor, is brightly lit only under the eaves of the room where all the other rooms are dark.

Suddenly, a soft moan came from inside. Gu Xinglan thought it was an owl hooting and quickly looked up at the tree branch.

As a result, the tallest tree only had large birds incubating their eggs.

When that delicate cry rang out again, he shrank back, trying to minimize his presence.

Those two actually ran up to the third floor and did it.

Gu Xinglan felt her ears burning and quickly moved to the fourth floor.

The only window on the fourth floor was lit, but by the time he climbed up, he could no longer see Song Zhengsi below.

It's no wonder he spends all his free time training in the studio; climbing four floors is no problem for him.

With a creak, Gu Xinglan moved the window open, and her eyes met those of Liu Feizhou inside.

"What are you doing here?" He remained in the open window position.

The two looked at each other.

"That's the question I should be asking you! This is the fourth floor, how did you climb up here!" Liu Feizhou came to his senses in a daze, his face full of shock.

The blame lies with Hong Liang for arranging servants at every stairwell. He could make it up one staircase, but what about the second, the third, the fourth, and the fifth? The villa is full of twists and turns, and the margin for error is too low, so he simply climbed up from the backyard.

Gu Xinglan climbed into the room.

The room was empty except for books; there was nothing else.

Seeing Li Hetai sitting motionless on the floor, he quickly walked over to Li Hetai, squatted down, and softly called out, "Li Hetai?"

Li Hetai sat on the floor, leaning against the wall, with his hands wrapped around his knees and his head slightly lowered.

His black hair was a little messy, and the stray hairs on his forehead were wet with sweat and stuck to his skin, making him look particularly pale.

There was no air conditioning in the room, and the stuffy air made it almost impossible to breathe, but Li Hetai remained as still as a block of wood, not even disturbing his breathing.

Seeing his lifeless appearance made Gu Xinglan's heart clench.

The last time we met, Li Hetai had lost a lot of weight, but at least he was still within a normal range. Now, he's so thin that even the flesh on his face can't stay on.

He reached out and gently touched Li Hetai's shoulder, his voice even softer: "Li Hetai, it's me."

The spot I touched trembled slightly.

Gu Xinglan lowered her eyes and looked at the hand covered in calluses, with wounds she had never seen before.

When he grasped Li Hetai's hand, the other party still ignored him.

"Are you ok?"

Gu Xinglan's voice trembled slightly as she spoke.

After waiting for a long time, Li Hetai still did not respond. His eyes were tightly closed and even slightly bloodshot.

"I know you don't want to talk, but could you... at least look at me?" Gu Xinglan pleaded. "I just want to make sure you're alright."