Became a vicious male mother

120

After dark.

This place has truly become a desolate wasteland, rarely visited by humans.

Only in the far distance of the sky could that tiny glimmer of light be discerned.

It's a high-rise building on the west side, a true district that never sleeps.

Gu Xinglan withdrew her gaze and looked at the shop owner, whose face had darkened.

"Please have some tea." He raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Did he hurt you? Come on, Xiao Lin, apologize to the boss."

The dim light made the expressions of the people appear blurry and ominous.

Lin Cheng'an behind him didn't move, and Gu Xinglan didn't urge him either. She took out several shiny red banknotes from her pocket.

When the banknotes are illuminated by the dim yellow light, their color does not diminish; on the contrary, they become exceptionally dazzling because of the two zeros on them, especially when there are several banknotes with more than one zero.

He has now learned some of the essence of the Li people's way of performing.

Gu Xinglan smiled and stretched out the money, which then stopped in mid-air.

The other person looked furious, glancing at Gu Xinglan and then at the person who had tied him up.

Instantly, the shop owner felt a throbbing pain in the back of his head. Out of sight, out of mind, he turned his head to the side, only to see the beggar who had been asking him for vegetarian noodles. This time, he was furious.

But the money was innocent. The shop owner curled his lip and reached out to take the few large bills: "You said you needed my help?"

“Yes!” Gu Xinglan nodded. “I had your noodles last time, and they were delicious.” He gave a thumbs up and continued, “I’d like you to watch my stall for the day tomorrow, and I’ll pay you accordingly.”

After saying that, Gu Xinglan picked up a thick stack of banknotes.

He felt a strange sense of satisfaction from showering people with money, and his tone inevitably carried a businessman's air: "If you agree, this is your daily wage. Just focus on serving customers, the more customers the better."

The shop owner glanced at the thick wad of cash: "With this much money, why are you in this run-down place?"

"The money was a loan."

As soon as he finished speaking, the banknotes in the shop owner's hand suddenly felt hot to the touch; "You fucking borrowed this? I bet you've got nothing better to do!"

Gu Xinglan, who had been spat on, took several steps back.

“You don’t understand, this is also a business tactic. If you do well tomorrow, I’ll give you double the pay.” He held up two fingers.

Anyway, the money isn't his.

Li Taihe's card was something he risked his life for, so he might as well use it.

Time is of the essence, and things that can be solved with money are not really problems.

……

Six o'clock in the morning.

Gu Xinglan hadn't slept all night. After buying all sorts of ingredients and new tables and chairs, she was so dizzy that she ignored the chilly morning breeze and simply lay down on the chairs next to each other to rest.

Li Jiang was sitting next to him.

Li Jiang showed no signs of fatigue.

This person would only feign a little weakness when he looked at him.

"Here, wear this." Gu Xinglan let out a long sigh and sat up, picking up a brand-new set of clothes from the bag on the ground.

This is a designer garment that the original owner bought, which has been sitting at the bottom of a drawer for a long time. It's estimated that even the original owner forgot they had this garment.

"What beautiful clothes!" Li Jiang's face showed a timely expression of envy, and she looked at him with moist eyes: "Can I wear clothes like this?"

Gu Xinglan paused as she unfolded her clothes.

The person next to him was wearing the original owner's old clothes, which didn't fit well and clung tightly to his body, revealing how thin he was, with his bones clearly visible.

“Yes, once we’re in the slaughterhouse, you’re the boss, and I’m your employee.” He held up the slightly loose-fitting clothes to Li Jiang, and after a moment, nodded in satisfaction.

"That's settled then. You can find another place to move."

After saying that, Gu Xinglan looked down at the clothes she was wearing.

His clothes were spotless, with very little dust; as soon as he moved, the dust was carried away by the wind.

It's still too clean.

Not dirty enough.

Gu Xinglan reached out and scooped up a handful of dirt from the ground, intending to wipe it on the cloth, but the next second her wrist was stopped by another hand.

"My benefactor, what are you doing?"

Li Jiang held the clothes, his face showing disapproval.

What is this big reporter up to now?

Gu Xinglan tugged at her hand, but found she couldn't pull it back: "I'm too clean, let me wipe off some dust."

Unexpectedly, Li Jiang suddenly lifted his overly long hair, revealing a face that was both familiar and somewhat unfamiliar.

The smile on his face was enigmatic, subtle, and at first glance, it seemed to radiate shyness.

“My benefactor, please wear this. It’s dirty enough. After all, it’s your own clothes.”

After he finished speaking, the other person raised his hand and placed it on his chest, looking as if he was reluctant to leave.

“I’ve been taking good care of it, but it’s still dirty…” After saying that, Li Jiang slowly took off his shirt.

"I didn't tell you to change here..."

Gu Xinglan finally got the clothes that still had body heat.

This item didn't smell like the perfume I smelled at the villa; instead, it smelled like their shower gel and dish soap.

It's normal for this person to have contracted these things since they're living in his house now.

However, many people have their own unique scent, especially as they get older, but this person doesn't. Wherever they go, they have the scent of that place, making them a perfect person to disguise and hide.

He grabbed the clothes and quickly changed.

The clothes were so loose on the other person that when he put them on, he looked smaller.

While I was in a daze, a cold wind blew from back to front, constantly pouring into the slightly wide collar, causing a tingling sensation on my back.

"When...are you leaving?"

Suddenly, a Taoist's voice rang out.

Gu Xinglan was startled and quickly turned her head.

There was someone standing behind them, watching them for who knows how long.

At this moment, the person was backlit and completely black, so the only thing that could be made out was that they were wearing rubber gloves used for washing vegetables.

Have you had breakfast?

There's no village or shop in sight here, and even getting a hot breakfast is difficult.

"I ate it. It was delicious." Lin Chengan took off his rubber gloves and placed them on the table.

Lin Chengan's glasses were empty without lenses, and at least a glimpse of his eyes could be seen through them... It was a little creepy.

The atmosphere around them also felt a bit strange.

This morning, in particular, the sunlight was very stingy, leaving no light or shadow here at all.

Gu Xinglan stood up and straightened her clothes: "We'll be there at eight o'clock. You and the shop owner work hard and make the most of this morning's business."

No wonder they started preparing the ingredients at dawn, just so they could catch the right opportunity in the morning.

Many people are starving after finishing their night shifts and always have to go out to find food.

He smoothed out the last wrinkle before smiling broadly. He patted the other person's shoulder, looking earnest, and said, "You've chosen your path. Your efforts will definitely pay off, and I won't let you down."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chuckle came from the side.

Li Jiang laughed: "My benefactor, you're really funny."

"..." Gu Xinglan's old face stiffened.

Aside from the Li family and a few others who made him wary, he had otherwise become accustomed to treating potential patients as Dr. Gu, who was still a junior intern.

"Heh, let's go now, no need to waste time." Gu Xinglan couldn't bear to watch, so she pulled up the person next to her who was laughing heartily.