Became a vicious male mother

21, Glass

Geng Yi wrapped his arm around Gu Xinglan's neck and gripped her shoulders tightly.

His face showed undisguised rejection of Meng Guanhe; his eyes darted around, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Brother Meng, I just saw your boyfriend," Geng Yi said softly.

His words were startling, and Lu Yinian was taken aback.

Boyfriend? Who dares to say that about Meng Guanhe?

Among the models and celebrities around Meng Guanhe, none of them dare to claim to be his boyfriend in the industry, let alone bring it up in front of him.

"Quick-witted." Meng Guanhe's smile faded.

Geng Yi turned his head and smiled smugly at Gu Xinglan, saying, "Big brother, don't worry about him, let's go."

Can he really leave?

Gu Xinglan broke out in a cold sweat for no apparent reason.

This is the reaction the character creation assistant gave him.

Judging from Lu Yinian's repeated use of the term "General Manager Meng," this person should be his boss.

"More people means more mouths to feed, and more fun, let's all come together." Gu Xinglan forced a smile: "Yinian, you come too."

"Me?" Lu Yinian's expression froze. He hesitated for a long time, and after thinking it over and over, he finally chose to fake his death over the choice between going to great lengths for his brothers and betraying them.

"I still have a report to fill out at the company, so I won't join in the fun." Lu Yinian pointed towards the door and said with a fake smile, "You guys enjoy your meal, I'm going to get a taxi first."

"Leave? You dare to leave?"

The sound of footsteps approached quickly from behind, interrupting the group's actions.

Gu Xinglan shuddered.

It seems the person who made the blunder has realized what happened.

Geng Huan, who was rapidly approaching from behind, was so angry that his teeth itched and his nostrils flared high.

These culprits tricked him and wanted to escape!

Geng Huan looked at Meng Guanhe.

Meng Guanhe texted him that his younger brother was hiding under the table.

Who did he pull out from under the table? And made him look incredibly foolish in front of so many eyes.

"Eating? You don't mind having me too, do you?" Geng Huan gritted his teeth, his face contorted with rage, and put his arm around Meng Guanhe's shoulder, coldly sneering, "Give me a ride..."

Before he finished speaking, one after another, people called him "Young Master Geng" from behind.

"Young Master Geng!" The hotel owner and manager followed behind, saying, "You're leaving like this? The welcome banquet hasn't even officially started yet."

Geng Huan frowned.

Gu Xinglan, who was behind her, moved her throat.

He didn't have much money in his pocket, so eating here was the best option: "Could we have a table outside to eat at?"

Geng Huan glanced at Gu Xinglan: "Let's eat in the hall outside."

The manager's eyes darted between Gu Xinglan and Geng Huan, before finally exchanging glances with the boss.

I don't know how many times I exchanged glances with my colleagues and boss today, but the best thing I did was not to discriminate based on who I was dealing with.

The manager fawned over Gu Xinglan and Meng Guanhe, bowing slightly, "I'll arrange someone right away, please."

The waiter led a few people to an empty table outside.

The hall is not crowded. Several glass panels and landscaped areas are connected to divide the space into several areas. In the middle, a circular staircase forms a low platform with a crystal grand piano. A pianist in a white suit and gold mask sits on the piano. Illuminated by the large chandelier specially made for the palace, it is so beautiful that it seems unreal. It is a place built with real gold and silver and real materials.

The main lobby is the largest in the hotel.

After Gu Xinglan sat down, she felt a chill down her spine.

"Big brother, what do you want to eat?" Geng Yi sat down next to Gu Xinglan, his eyes watery and bright, staring at Gu Xinglan without blinking.

Gu Xinglan's stomach growled softly in perfect unison as she opened the leather menu.

Each dish is followed by a number in tens.

so cheap?

Upon closer inspection, the price is in ten thousand.

I almost dropped the menu from my hand.

"Big brother, please order me a dark chocolate cake." When Geng Yi saw the familiar side dish picture, he quickly grabbed Gu Xinglan's left hand with both hands, pressed his face against Gu Xinglan's biceps, and strained towards the side dish picture of the cake.

"……point!"

Gu Xinglan gritted her teeth.

Geng Huan took in this look and chuckled, "You don't need to pay anything. Your boss will cover for you, don't worry." Geng Huan turned his head and gave Meng Guanhe a fake smile, "Right? Boss Meng?"

"Whatever."

Meng Guanhe rested his chin on his hand, quietly watching Gu Xinglan and Geng Yi.

There seemed to be an impenetrable barrier between the two of them, and Meng Guanhe abruptly added, "How did you two meet?"

Geng Huan was clearly intrigued by this, and unconsciously pulled his chair closer, focusing his gaze on the two people at the opposite table, one large and one small.

The little one is not simple. It seems to have some kind of anti-human personality disorder. It hates people from birth, is picky like a human, can love for more than ten years, doesn't know what's so good about a piece of chocolate cake, and can hate for decades. It is vengeful and holds grudges.

This annoyed Geng Huan for decades, until he went abroad and realized that someone else's good younger brother was actually a sweetheart.

Unexpectedly, the two people opposite them showed no respect for the two young masters.

He looked like a starving ghost, his attention was entirely focused on food.

Gu Xinglan heard it and tried to brush it off, but then a soft, pleading voice came from the side.

"Big brother, I want to eat that, can you give me one?"

Gu Xinglan nodded, picked up the serving chopsticks, and put a crispy crab meat cake on the child's plate.

The child opened his mouth and ate it, then shook Gu Xinglan's arm, wanting Gu Xinglan to eat too.

In one go, the two of them devoured half the table of food.

Meng Guanhe didn't get a reply, so he pinched his fork, turned his head, and asked, "Has your brother never eaten anything good before?"

Geng Huan curled his lip and retorted, "Are you abusing your employees?"

The two of them could only wait for the two starving ghosts to die.

Geng Yi stared directly at Gu Xinglan, not wanting to spare even a glance for the two people opposite him.

And there's a child behind him.

The glass walls in the lobby were so clean that you couldn't even tell there was glass unless you looked closely.

Separated by glass, Li Hetai was sitting at the table.

Geng Yi had already discovered it.

He didn't know what the relationship was between Gu Xinglan and the Li family, but Gu Xinglan absolutely had to be his.

"Big brother, open your mouth."

Geng Yi scooped up a spoonful of dark chocolate and brought it to Gu Xinglan's lips.

Gu Xinglan paused as she was about to drink the sweet soup.

There was only one serving of dark chocolate, with a biscuit cake base, fresh and fragrant fruit jam in the middle, and a layer of chocolate shavings and coconut flakes on top. It was specially ordered for Geng Yi.

To be honest, he really wanted to eat it.

Under Geng Yi's expectant gaze, Gu Xinglan hesitated for a moment and then shook her head: "Sorry, I don't really want to eat cake right now."

Geng Yi withdrew the spoon in mid-air, her face not showing any annoyance, and said sweetly, "Then, big brother, can I have a taste of your sweet soup? Mom says sharing food makes us happy."

"Okay, I'll serve you a bowl." Gu Xinglan got up, took a soup spoon, and served a bowl to all three of them.

Gu Xinglan had her back to the glass wall and couldn't see what was behind her, while Geng Yi, who was standing next to her, could make eye contact with the person behind her with just a slight turn of his head.

So Geng Yi held the sweet soup in a porcelain bowl in his right hand, tugged at Gu Xinglan's sleeve with his left hand, and with a smug smile on his face, tilted his head slightly and took a big gulp.

"Geng Yi? What's he doing here?"

Yu Jin, who was sitting next to Li Hetai, was putting a fruit pie into her mouth when she saw Geng Yi through the glass.

"What did you say?" Li Taihe, sitting next to Yu Jin, kept cutting the steak on the small plate into pieces.

The people who were originally in the private room moved to the main hall, all because Yu Jin said she wanted to see someone play the piano.

The rich, deep sound of the piano filled every corner of the hall; a closer listen revealed its melodious and cheerful quality, perfectly complementing the pleasant atmosphere at the dining table.

But this happiness doesn't belong to any one person.

Li Hetai never touched the steak in front of him.

The knife and fork were neatly arranged on either side of the white porcelain plate, the blades reflecting Li Hetai's serene, still gaze.

His gaze was fixed on the white figure opposite him, whose silhouette was somewhat blurred by the light.

The white-clad figure was completely unaware, chatting and laughing with Geng Yi, giving him whatever he wanted.

The square glass panels serve as the movie screen, incredibly lifelike, playing a heartwarming film.

It's clearly a silent film.

He couldn't imagine, nor dared to imagine, what kind of tender expression and tone the owner of that white-clad figure would use.

It's infuriatingly enviable.