Became a vicious male mother

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Do you expect him to help you up?

Gu Xinglan was only wearing a bathrobe, and if you pulled it, you might see his flat chest, so he said, "I'll get you a stick."

"Thank you, Madam Li. I will remember your kindness and will definitely visit you in person to express my gratitude in the future."

"No need for thanks." Gu Xinglan waved his hand. "Your recovery is the greatest reward for me."

After all, he and Li Taihe are now in the same boat.

The Liaowang Society and Le Thai Ho are destined to be enemies.

It's best to keep your distance from these reporters.

Gu Xinglan went to the restroom and found a broom. He couldn't take the broom head apart, so he said helplessly, "Reporter Jiang, you'll have to make do with this."

"..." Jiang Chuzheng glanced at Gu Xinglan, then looked at the broom, and muttered in a barely audible voice, "Can't Madam lend a hand?"

No one answered.

The two of them went outside.

Just then, a huge clap of thunder sounded.

With a loud "boom," like the force of an explosion, all the doors and windows shook violently.

Gu Xinglan was stunned and stood there, her hair standing on end, her gaze quickly turning to the window.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and it hasn't stopped since midnight last night.

An ominous feeling filled my heart.

"Madam Li, are you afraid?"

The person behind him leaned against his back without him noticing.

But Gu Xinglan's attention was entirely focused on the large banyan tree outside, which was sparking from being struck by lightning.

"No..." He was about to answer when, as he turned his head, he was met with a pair of wide-open, unusually cloudy eyes that stared out staringly into the darkness.

It really gave him a huge fright!

The driver of the Changgu villa!

"Madam? Reporter Jiang?"

The driver stood not far from them.

In the middle of the corridor, his figure was blurred by the lightning outside. With each sway, the shape of his old face changed, making it impossible to see his features.

The scene almost made Gu Xinglan swear: "Driver Chen? What are you doing here?"

Her voice carried a hint of panic and a barely perceptible unease. Gu Xinglan wanted to raise her hand and pat her heart, which was beating too fast.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that, Madam? Why are you... with Reporter Jiang?"

The driver's tone was no longer as respectful as before.

But Gu Xinglan was oblivious to everything else, her mind completely absorbed in finding a reason.

"Oh, I got lost and got caught in the rain. Luckily, Mrs. Li led me in." Jiang Chuzheng stepped forward, holding a broom, limping, and said shyly, "I originally came to look for a suitable background for an article cover, but I didn't expect to walk so far and even got a leg cramp."

Where are Reporter Jiang's clothes?

The driver squinted, looking at the two people not far away.

Wearing identical white bathrobes, the man's clothes were loose and his face was so red that even in such a dark environment, you could tell something was wrong. The woman was even worse; her hair was completely wet, and her face was full of guilt!

"My clothes are wet." Jiang Chuzheng shrugged and laughed. "Madam Li got soaked in the rain when she was leading the way, so I couldn't wear my clothes and I didn't have any extra clothes, so I had to come out in a bathrobe."

Gu Xinglan clicked her tongue inwardly as she listened to their back-and-forth conversation.

Who would believe these words? A man and a woman alone in a room, their hair completely wet and wearing matching bathrobes, coming out of the same room—unless he immediately takes off his clothes to show his penis, he wouldn't be able to clear his name even if he jumped into the Wushui River.

So he said firmly, "I'm here to see Young Master Li. Where is he? Have you seen him?"

The more you say, the more mistakes you make; it's better to change the subject.

"Young Master? Have you forgotten? Teacher Lin is here for a home visit. He's at Teacher Lin's place, not in his room."

The driver raised his pale eyebrows, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes gathering together, as if he had seen through someone's true colors.

The words fell.

There was a "click" sound.

The door behind me opened.

The three people in the corridor all looked toward the source of the sound.

It's Le Ho Thai!

Gu Xinglan's eyes suddenly lit up, gleaming in the darkness.

The child standing in front of the door, half of his figure obscured by darkness, seemed oblivious to them. He was soaking wet, water dripping from his hair and slowly pooling at his feet.

With a "bang," the door slammed shut again, and the child went inside.

Gu Xinglan's eyes darted around, and she turned to him, saying, "Is this what you meant by 'Young Master's at Teacher Lin's' place? He's already run out and gotten soaked! If anything happens to Young Master Li, can you take responsibility?"

Everyone in the villa knows the new lady dislikes the young master, so what is she pretending for? The driver's face hardened, but he swallowed back the question he wanted to ask.

The air seemed to stand still for a long time.

"Alright, it's not your fault." Gu Xinglan sighed, glancing at the driver's face out of the corner of her eye, and said, "I didn't know where Young Master Li was either. Blame that kid for not telling anyone he went out."

“Driver, I’m counting on you for this reporter Jiang.” Gu Xinglan took a few steps back, her eyes filled with a gentle smile: “Well…Reporter Jiang? This is the villa’s experienced driver, very familiar with the route. Just tell him where you want to go. I hope you won’t wander off randomly in the future. There are many servants in the villa, you can find one to guide you.”

As he spoke, he retreated to Li Hetai's door, turned the doorknob behind his back.

Then another "bang" sounded.

The moment Gu Xinglan slipped into the room, she let out a long sigh of relief, feeling as limp and lifeless as a sponge just pulled out of the water.

System: [Host, your acting skills have improved. How was it? Did it resemble a murder mystery game script from a human perspective?]

"I've never played this before." Gu Xinglan raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and locked the lock cylinder on the doorknob.

With a single sweep of his hand, he removed the wig and hairnet from his head.

The room was empty, with only the sound of flowing water in the background.

Li Hetai is taking a bath.

The room was a mess, including the reporter's clothes and his red dress.

I feel numb.

If that kid misunderstands him, how can he face anyone?

System: [Don't worry, do you remember the second hidden storyline? The scene where the target discovers you having an affair with an outsider—that's a huge boost to making the target develop obsessive-compulsive abstinence.]

Gu Xinglan: ...

Out of sight is pure.

All the clothes on the ground were gathered up, and Gu Xinglan threw everything into the trash can.

The ground is wet.

He was just about to wipe the water off the floor.

The bathroom door opened.

The child was sweating profusely, his eyes lowered as if he couldn't see him.

She walked up to him.

To be precise, it was in front of the trash can.

Li Hetai grabbed the handles on both sides of the trash can with both hands and lifted it up without pausing for a moment. He slowly walked towards the door, as if telling him to bring the filth outside into the room.

Gu Xinglan raised an eyebrow.

A chilling thought swirled in my mind.

He stepped forward and blocked the child's path.

"Where do you want to go?"

"You saw it, right?"

I still remember what the system said about drug resistance.

It will become increasingly difficult for him to gain more playtime in the future. As for his image, it has already been almost completely destroyed in front of Li Hetai. He might as well just go all out and run naked.

So Gu Xinglan squatted down, her eyebrows raised smugly: "Did you see what happened between me and Uncle Jiang?"