Became a vicious male mother

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The takeout orders were all stacked in black bags, the logo still gold, tied together with ribbons.

The menu was neither too long nor too short: beef meat sauce noodles, Caesar salad, pan-fried salmon, black truffle milk mustard cod, and fragrant lemon sorbet.

They are all served individually, and the portions are very small.

Gu Xinglan watched as Li Hetai took out one box after another and opened them one by one.

My stomach rumbled twice, much to my dismay.

Li Hetai placed the knife and fork on the plate and pulled out a chair, gesturing for him to sit down.

After hesitating for half a second, Gu Xinglan sat down in the chair, thinking that getting close to Li Hetai would be the best thing for him.

The beef and mince noodles on the table, with basil leaves on top of the dark brown meat sauce, were steaming hot and had a wonderful aroma.

There were also bread cubes mixed in with the salad, baked to a golden brown, crispy grilled salmon, and black truffle slices on the silver cod, glistening in the dim light.

The closer you look, the more saliva you produce.

Gu Xinglan's pupils trembled slightly as she slowly scanned the contents of the plate, finally smacking her lips in exasperation.

He had never eaten these things before.

The hand holding the knife and fork was dazzlingly white, and the way it gripped the fork handle was awkward and clumsy as it tentatively explored the contents of the plate.

Seeing this, Li Hetai slightly curled the corners of his mouth.

The man stood behind the chair, showing someone how to hold a knife and fork.

"Take it like this."

"Hold the knife in your right hand and the fork in your left...with the fork tines facing down to hold the food in place."

Li Hetai held a piece of food with a fork and then used a knife to cut it into small pieces. "Don't use too much force when cutting, just cut steadily."

The salmon was already small, and now it was cut into several pieces, with the aroma constantly rising into the air.

"Taste it."

Li Hetai held a fork with meat on it and placed it near Gu Xinglan's mouth.

Gu Xinglan subconsciously opened her mouth and bit down, the taste suddenly exploding in her mouth, floating on the tip of her tongue in wisps.

It smells good.

Once the meal was over, Gu Xinglan, with red eyes and heavy breathing, looked like a starving ghost who hadn't eaten for centuries, until she finished all the dishes.

Belatedly realizing what was happening, the fork clattered onto the plate.

The surroundings fell into dead silence.

Cold sweat gradually broke out on her back. Gu Xinglan quickly lowered her eyes and reached out to straighten the fork as if to cover up her mistake.

How could he have eaten it all!

"I've eaten?"

"Thank you, I'm done eating. I'll tidy up the table now."

Someone was packing their things with their back turned.

Li Hetai couldn't see any expression on Gu Xinglan's face. After staring at her back for a long time, he finally said in a low voice, "What about me? What will I eat?"

The silence lasted no more than three seconds.

Li Hetai then asked again, "You've finished everything, so what about me? What am I supposed to eat?"

The meals were all single-serving portions, and the portions were small. Li Hetai had been coaxing him to eat, not only pulling out a chair for him but also tying his napkin. The key was that he even fed him. And now he was saying these words to him.

Suddenly, the sound of his senior brother yelling at him popped into his head.

Is Lai Ho Thai playing a trick on him?

"...Order again?" Gu Xinglan turned her back, determined not to turn around, her face completely red with shame.

“Okay, you’re treating,” Li Hetai said.

The takeout order cost over four thousand!

It's made of gold! He can use money to buy gold and treat it as an investment product!

Now he was certain that Li Hetai was playing a trick on him. He didn't stop him from eating, but now he was being asked to treat him. If he were to make a late-night snack himself, something as simple as eggs, noodles, and two scallions... Gu Xinglan wanted to cry but had no tears.

If you can't even control your own mouth, how can you complete the mission!

"I've already ordered, just waiting for you to pay." Li Hetai's smile gradually widened, and his usually calm eyes slowly showed interest.

Gu Xinglan gritted her teeth and said, "I'll treat."

The money was spent, and I watched helplessly as Li Hetai ate the same beef noodles and salmon Caesar salad right in front of him...

By the time this happened, it was almost dawn.

Someone was drowsy and collapsed onto the table, their chubby cheeks bunching up.

This meal, which should have been finished in half an hour, was taken more than two hours by the diners.

The audience watching the play had already fallen asleep, and there was no reason for Lai Ho-Tai to continue acting. He slowly wiped his mouth with a tissue and dumped the remaining food into the trash can.

I'm having trouble sleeping again tonight, but it's not as bad as before.

A few days later.

Gu Xinglan hadn't slept well at all; Li Hetai tormented him every night.

If Li Hetai doesn't sleep, he won't be able to sleep either.

I either force him to eat late-night snacks or exercise in the middle of the night, and even more so, I force him to look at documents together. If he falls asleep, I shake him awake.

His time zone was almost reversed; he was living on Western Hemisphere time.

That day, Li Hetai went out to work as usual. He wanted to stay alert and thoroughly investigate the house, recording the blind spots of the surveillance cameras and the map route of the house.

He went to the kitchen and opened the freezer compartment. The frozen meat inside wasn't human. To be honest, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But once her mind relaxed, Gu Xinglan yawned deeply and then fell asleep on the ground.

Until the sun sets in the west.

"Mr. Li, the meeting tonight has been postponed to tomorrow. After the meeting tomorrow, you have a 9 o'clock flight, so you only have 20 minutes in between. I'll help you pack your luggage now..."

Before each of Mr. Li's business trips, his personal assistant would come over to pack his suitcase.

Before entering, the assistant was stopped by a hand.

He instinctively looked at the CEO.

The CEO... is he smiling?

When no one else is around, President Li is always expressionless and extremely cold. Only when a third party is present can you see his approachable smiling face.

President Li has been in a good mood these past few days.

But who is President Li? He's the pillar of the entire group! How could he be laughing for no reason?!

"It must be an illusion," the assistant rubbed his eyes.

The phrase, "The CEO finally smiled genuinely," strangely floated through my mind...

The assistant, his face tense, asked softly, "President Li?"

"No need today, I'll tidy it up myself."

The vast space, with its familiar layout, now bears the marks of another person's life.

They are still energetic young people.

Two worn-out white sneakers sat in the entryway, while an unfamiliar gray hooded jacket draped over the living room sofa, a charging cable dangling from its pocket. The wine cabinet, originally used to store alcohol, was now stuffed with several bottles of carbonated drinks.

In just two weeks.

A strange atmosphere has emerged in this place.

He would randomly see someone sleeping when he came home every day.

The location where he was seen was either on the sofa, in the bathroom, or in front of his room door.

This person has bad intentions.

Despite wanting to explore his house, she always falls asleep uncontrollably.

Li Hetai slowed his pace and began his daily game of hide-and-seek again.

This time it's in the kitchen.

The man lay sprawled out in front of the refrigerator, wearing his clothes, revealing a small section of his snow-white belly.

As you approach, you'll smell that comforting fragrance once again.

He's been completely obsessed with this fragrance lately.

At first, he just thought it smelled nice, but after a few days he got used to it and always wanted to be near this person.

Gu Xinglan, this person is simply tailor-made for him, even the shape of his belly button is in line with his preferences.

Li Hetai loosened his tie, sat on the floor, gently threaded the tie through Gu Xinglan's waist, and finally tied a bow at her navel.

The commotion wasn't loud, and Gu Xinglan didn't wake up.

"Dr. Gu, I'm back. Wake up!" Li Hetai raised his hand, grabbed Gu Xinglan's hand, and shook it from side to side, gradually increasing the amplitude, but the person still didn't wake up.

"How is it? There's nothing wrong here, I'm innocent..."

The words came out haltingly, and the person lying on the ground showed no sign of waking up.

He seemed exhausted.

Gu Xinglan was eventually carried to the bed.

Li Hetai, however, drew all the curtains in the room, blocking out all the sunset glow.

After finishing everything, I sat on the edge of the bed and turned on the projector on the wall.

An old-fashioned movie was playing on a white screen, the dim light flickering on the mottled walls. The black and white film played with a creaking sound, and the protagonist's laughter came through the background noise.

The man's gaze gradually became vacant, staring intently at the movie screen.

Unconsciously, his fingers entwined and loosened in Gu Xinglan's hair, caressing each delicate strand.

Over the years, there have been many attempts to assassinate him, all sorts of bizarre, twisted, deformed, and grotesque people who are nauseating.