Became a vicious male mother

202

The hall was brightly lit, but there was no one there.

The clock struck five, and we arrived at the elevator lobby.

The place was packed with people.

Gu Xinglan put the person in her arms down, went into the bathroom, and used warm water to wet paper towels to cover her face.

The more I cover my face, the itchier it gets; the more I rub my face, the more it hurts.

The face in the mirror was flushed red, like a drunkard or someone who had cried their heart out; in short, it didn't look normal.

System: [The skin repair function has now been activated. In just twenty minutes, the host will regain a youthful appearance.]

"System, you've been getting quieter and quieter lately."

Hearing the familiar electronic voice, Gu Xinglan's mind suddenly cleared, and she regained her rationality. She came to her senses, crumpled the paper into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.

System: [Host, you have fully enjoyed this world.]

enjoy?

[Haven't you noticed that the first thing you think about when you wake up is the world? This system shouldn't be disturbed.]

"What's wrong with disturbing me?"

Gu Xinglan leaned against the sink, feeling flustered by the system's words, and stared intently at her somewhat unfamiliar self in the mirror.

System: [This is a good thing. Before, you would get up as soon as you woke up, either searching for memories or chatting with this system, or at the very least, internally criticizing the task targets in the memory fragments...]

As if on cue, the electronic voice suddenly went silent.

The person's hair was wet and stuck together in strands on their face, making their face appear even redder. Their lips were chapped and had visible blood vessels.

He was holding a tube of frostbite ointment in his hand, looking like a stray dog ​​that had fallen into the water.

Gu Xinglan, who had been brought back to her senses by the system, stood motionless in place.

The Li Hetai standing before me bears no resemblance to his past life. If there is any resemblance, it's only in his present state. Is he feigning helplessness? But this person is also frostbitten, so how could it be an act?

The child slowly walked up to him, looked up at him with his dark eyes, took his palm in his hand, and placed the frostbite ointment in his hand.

How could he possibly connect the Li He Tai of his past life with the Li He Tai of the present, given his current appearance?

Two personalities, clearly two different people...

Gu Xinglan held the plaster blankly.

The little hand that handed over the plaster was cracked from the cold, with blood vessels visible throughout the skin's texture.

Seeing that the hand was about to pull away, he instinctively grabbed the other person's wrist, and in that instant, the other person suddenly curled up into a ball.

As if burning his hand, Gu Xinglan let go again. After struggling internally for half a second, he tightly closed his eyes and then opened them again, immediately squatting down to examine the child's hand.

The room was warm and cozy, and the light was dim.

Seeing the two hands cracked and bleeding from the cold, Gu Xinglan said angrily, "What were you doing out there? Are you made of iron or steel? Is it fun to joke with your life?!"

The three questions were increasingly forceful, each more demanding than the last, and Gu Xinglan was panting heavily after she finished shouting.

-

The atmosphere was tense, yet eerily quiet.

The man frowned, took the two hands, lowered his head slightly, and stared intently at the frostbitten wounds. He applied the ointment evenly, bit by bit. After applying it to one area, he gently blew on it a few times. He went back and forth until half a tube of ointment was gone.

After applying the ointment completely, Gu Xinglan used her hand to brush the other person's hair aside.

My face is okay, just red from the cold.

The application of the medicine took only a few tens of minutes. Thanks to the cheat code, Gu Xinglan had completely recovered to her original appearance. There was no frostbite, and not even any abnormal redness on her skin.

On the contrary, Lai Ho Tai is becoming more and more popular, extremely popular.

"Let's go to the hospital."

Gu Xinglan took out her phone to make a call, but the phone had already been frozen and turned off, and she couldn't turn it on no matter how she pressed the buttons.

“Look, if this still can’t be turned on, that’s the fourth one. 365 days a year, that’s an average of one phone every two months, that’s six. Remember, I’ll ask your dad for this money.” He poked Li Hetai with the corner of the phone.

Li Hetai, whose eyes had been lowered since the medicine was applied, suddenly raised them, his gaze sharpening again. He grabbed the phone and snatched it away.

"I'll pay for it."

"Isn't your money still your father's money?" Gu Xinglan stood up irritably. "Alright, it's almost six o'clock. Go to the hospital before you go home."

He had heard the words "go home" many times, in different voices, tones, and from all sorts of different people, but none of them belonged to him.

But it's different now.

-

Changgu Villa.

Before six o'clock, gardeners were already outside pruning the flowers and plants. The villa's floor-to-ceiling windows revealed the brightly lit interior.

After several months of absence, the villa in Changgu has been transformed into a vibrant place.

Gu Xinglan was so sleepy that her eyelids were drooping, and she was feeling drowsy and had no energy left.

The driver was Li Changqing.

"Young Master, the flight is at nine o'clock."

Li Changqing gripped the steering wheel and glanced at the rearview mirror.

"The snow is falling heavily, let's talk about it in a few days," Li Hetai said in a hoarse voice.

"This is the master's wish; you can tell him yourself." Li Changqing got out of the car and opened his umbrella.

The back door was opened for a long time, but the person inside still wouldn't come out.

Li Changqing tapped the car frame a few times with the umbrella handle.

The noise startled Gu Xinglan, who was dozing inside. Her eyes were bloodshot, and before she could even speak, she started sneezing and yawning, unsure whether to open her mouth or cover it first.

Li Changqing outside was getting impatient.

I flew all the way from my hometown to here, but instead of enjoying delicious food and beautiful women, I've been stuck with this disobedient little brat every day.

Half a minute later, Li Changqing was about to leave on his own.

"Leave the umbrella behind."

Li Hetai leaned out and snatched the umbrella handle, and the large black umbrella ended up in Gu Xinglan's hands again.

The three people walked into the villa through the passageway on the side.

There was someone guarding the place, dressed in a villa work uniform.

"Greetings, young master. Welcome home." The maid smiled sweetly.

This road is full of new faces, and there are many more young people living in the villas.

As they went upstairs, a young man who introduced himself as the housekeeper approached, staring at Gu Xinglan's awkward posture. He narrowed his eyes and said, "You're Gu Xinglan, right? Your room is in another building, not in the villa. Quickly let the young master go and rest."

He forgot... his current status in Changgu is not that of the mistress, but that of a servant.

Seeing the butler's expression of disdain, Gu Xinglan quickly withdrew his hand. "Okay, I'll be right there, I'll be right there."

"Go over there now, and don't come to this floor again. I'll take care of the young master from now on." After saying that, the butler walked to Li Hetai's side.

Li Hetai was not talkative, a trait that was ingrained in the minds of almost every new servant.

"Young Master?"

Suddenly, two fingers poked my eyes as I leaned in.

The butler quickly closed his eyes. His eyelids were slightly dented from being poked, and he cried out in pain before squatting down to cover his eyes and shed tears.

"Li Hetai!"

The sleepiness in my mind vanished instantly, and the next second, my clothes were flung into the room by some brute force.

With a bang, the door opened, and Gu Xinglan was thrown onto the sofa, feeling dizzy and lightheaded.

Immediately afterwards, the sounds of a young man crying and running around wildly could be heard outside the door.