Became a vicious male mother

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The room was spotless.

Gu Xinglan closed the door and gently placed the person on the bed.

Li Hetai lay on the bed with his brows furrowed, his breathing sometimes heavy and sometimes light, as if he were trapped in a nightmare.

Ever since Li Taihe praised him, Li Hetai has become like this, restless and irritable.

Like a landmine, it explodes at the slightest touch, but what's special is that he's not among the candidates selected by Li Hetai.

Just now in the car, he grabbed the child's waist and pulled him back, because he was really afraid that Li Hetai would strangle the person in the driver's seat.

The key issue is that he's been drinking, so if he drives, it will be considered drunk driving, and if it gets serious, he'll have to be taken to the hospital.

So without saying a word, he wrapped his arms around Li Hetai's waist, but he hadn't used his full strength yet.

Li Hetai suddenly lunged backward like a startled wild boar, even struggling violently, causing his hands to bleed from being dug in.

Gu Xinglan stared blankly at the red crescent mark on the back of her hand.

My gaze slowly shifted to Li Hetai on the bed.

"You really hit me hard! You've been hugged before, and you almost made me throw up everything in my stomach when you bumped into me..." Gu Xinglan rambled on, looking at the other person's profile by the bedside.

The more I look at it, the more it resembles... The longer it goes on, the more this face resembles Li Hetai from his past life.

They only look alike, but their personalities are completely different.

"No matter what happens, he always has that smiling face. He can gently offer a glass of wine to an enemy and talk eloquently. But you, you don't like to talk, you don't like to smile, not to mention you'll start a fight at the slightest disagreement with others, and you show no mercy..."

As Gu Xinglan spoke, she became increasingly lost in fragments of memory.

The pieces of information are like irregularly strung beads, illogical and nonsensical, especially the new images that I've recently remembered.

"One second we were arguing, the next second I was actually begging him to take me out to eat and see the snow. Isn't that strange?"

Even if the memory is hazy, the true nature will not change. In his previous life, it would have taken him at least two days to fight against Li Hetai. But strangely, in less than half a day, the person in his memory seemed to have become a different person.

Rather than flattery, it's more accurate to say that it's using one's own advantages to gain benefits from the other party.

The deeper you think about it, the less real those things seem, like castles in the air or mirages.

Yu Guangzhong: The person on the bed seems to have moved their eyelids.

Gu Xinglan quickly stopped speaking.

Seeing the sleeping Li Hetai, his expression grew increasingly turbulent...

"Did you really have a nightmare?" He took a dry towel, dipped it in hot water, and wiped the other person's face and hands.

I rubbed my palms, backs of hands, and between my fingers several times until my skin turned completely red.

Goodness, he doesn't have much energy. Is it a fever or an allergy? Could it be that his blushing at the hotel wasn't just shyness, but a symptom before he fell ill...?

"Li Hetai!" Gu Xinglan called out.

The person on the bed was murmuring something, their lips moving constantly.

He quickly moved closer, but all he could hear was the other person's constant breathing.

I searched for the thermometer for several minutes, but the display only showed 37.6°C, which is clearly a normal body temperature.

Gu Xinglan took a closer look.

Aside from a slightly unpleasant facial expression, this person was otherwise perfectly normal; there was no allergic rash, and their breathing was normal.

He twitched his eyebrow and muttered, "Why are you still so tense even when you're asleep..."

Gu Xinglan smoothed the other person's slightly furrowed brows with her hand, but the brows quickly furrowed again. Gu Xinglan pried open the other person's eyelids and looked at them for a few seconds.

He was definitely asleep...

Li Hetai's eyes were slightly bloodshot, and the skin under his eyes was also slightly raised.

This is what sleep deprivation looks like.

After turning off the lights, Gu Xinglan took a shower, changed into her pajamas, went downstairs to have a late-night snack, and then returned to her room.

Even as dusk deepened, the view outside the French windows remained brightly lit, and a tall, glowing fountain could still be seen in the distance.

As I helped Li Hetai bathe and change into his pajamas, a thought flashed through my mind.

In his previous life, Li Hetai had a long scar on his lower back, which Li Hetai told him was a birthmark.

He had seen it and touched it; it did indeed resemble a birthmark.

"Li Hetai, are you asleep?" Gu Xinglan asked in a breathy voice.

The person in the bed is sleeping soundly.

Gu Xinglan added, "May I see your back?"

He wiped himself down in the dark, so I couldn't see him clearly.

The person on the bed still didn't move...

"If you don't tell me, I'll take that as a yes." Curiosity kept rising, and the urge to see reached an unprecedented level. Gu Xinglan held her breath and turned on the night light.

As a result, the person on the bed was breathing steadily, but their eyes were staring straight at him.

His brows were furrowed so deeply they almost met, his gaze was filled with hostility, and the blanket he was clutching in his hand had become a rag.

They stared at each other, their eyes meeting, and the air grew increasingly distorted.

"Sorry," Gu Xinglan said with an awkward laugh.

He surrendered, putting down the towel and awkwardly turning on the nightlight.

"Let's go to sleep." Gu Xinglan lay down.

The next second, Li Hetai sat up and rolled over.

Seeing the child preparing to leave the room, how could this be allowed! He sleeps at least six hours a night, and now it's hard to accumulate time, especially at this time of day. He doesn't have the energy to do any other forced tasks.

So Gu Xinglan stood in front of the door.

The two people stood facing each other.

"Get out of the way," Li Hetai said coldly.

"Are you still coming back to sleep?"

The person blocking the door looked like a large snowy owl, spreading its two wings. Although it was making a blocking motion, its neck was slightly tilted back, exposing its throat to its line of sight.

This person probably doesn't realize that the scars on his face have completely healed, thinking that this will scare him.

It's just that the hunters are being hunted instead.

"Step aside."

Seeing that Li Hetai had repeated himself, Gu Xinglan had no choice but to stretch her leg to the left and let him leave.

"You didn't sleep well just now, it's good for you to wake up."

It's just a pity about his time limit. He'll be even more sarcastic tomorrow and make up for it.

Gu Xinglan lowered her eyes and walked back to bed, quite disappointed.

With a "bang," the door slammed shut.

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On the other side, the Geng family home was brightly lit.

With a blank expression, Geng Yi held the computer, staring listlessly at the input interface.

"Young...Young Master, the Master is back." The nanny, hiding by the huge door frame, mustered her courage and spoke up.

The boy, sitting in the rocking chair, looked up into the distance.

There was no moon or shining stars in the distance.

"Say it again." Geng Yi kicked the person lying on the ground.

"The master has returned!"

The person on the ground immediately craned their neck and shouted, then their head slammed low against the floor.

Upon hearing this, Geng Yi slowly shifted his gaze and left his chair.

Soon only two people remained at the outdoor pool.

The nanny quickly came over and helped the teacher who was lying on the ground up. Thinking about what she wanted to say, she turned her head several times before daring to speak. "Teacher Li, it's the young master's fault. The master is outside. You... you can talk to the master yourself."

She simply couldn't bear to see a highly qualified private tutor, a returned overseas student who came to teach others how to fish, being treated with such a lack of dignity.

The teacher, who was once full of vigor, now not only has no lenses on his glasses, but also has many wounds on his face, and several strands of his hair have turned white.

Upon seeing the villa's servants, he finally couldn't hold back his tears and cried out, "Young Master forced me to wear a chain! That's...that's for dogs! Isn't this humiliating me?! I wore it, and now that it's lost, is it my fault? He actually made me kneel on the floor as punishment..."

The person who was crying got more and more excited, but then got scared and screamed, slipped out of the water, and tumbled into the water.

The wet nurse let out a terrified scream when she saw someone.

Geng Yi, who had left but returned, didn't even glance at them, picked up his computer from the rocking chair and left.