Became a vicious male mother

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Back at the Zhang family's villa, it was two in the morning, and the lights were still on.

From the window, you can see those people sitting around the coffee table, looking lost in thought.

Gu Xinglan pushed open the door.

A cold wind immediately began to whistle and rush in.

Seeing the person in the entryway wearing a thin scarf, Zhang Jinhao, who was sitting on the sofa, was the first to stand up. He pointed to the kitchen and said with a fawning smile, "Would you like some ginger tea?"

There's no ginger tea in the kitchen; he's just making that up.

While they were talking, Chen Li, who was sitting next to the sofa, hid the documents behind her back.

The company has been aggressively raising funds, and now they need to transfer all the cash they have available to them.

The Geng family is a force to be reckoned with; they can't even get past their threshold, let alone acquire them. It's like a snake trying to swallow an elephant—a sure-fire failure.

"Okay, two bowls, please." Gu Xinglan pulled down her scarf apologetically.

Even with a scarf wrapped around my face, it was still red from the cold, and now that I'm in this warm space, the redness is even more noticeable.

"Okay, then you go take a shower first, I'll serve you some." Zhang Jinhao gasped when he saw Gu Xinglan's face clearly.

It's just because that face, without the bandages, looks so grotesque that just looking at it feels like an eyesore.

A strange gaze fell upon the child behind Gu Xinglan, and a chill suddenly shot from the soles of her feet to her heart, making it pound wildly.

Zhang Jinhao quickly looked away, not daring to look over.

Just as the two people went upstairs, the phone suddenly rang.

"Hey?"

[Hello, you are Zhang Tianyu's guardian, right?]

“Yes, yes, yes…” Zhang Jinhao and Chen Li exchanged a glance.

[Your child is involved in a gang fight and another gambling case. You need to come to the police station in person now.]

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jinhao's hand trembled.

Chen Li also paled and stood up abruptly.

“We’re coming right away, officer, wait for us.” Zhang Jinhao hurriedly sent messages to the company’s lawyer on his phone.

Gu Xinglan, who had just climbed the stairs, heard the commotion clearly.

He looked at Li Hetai behind him.

The shadow of the staircase half swallowed up Li Hetai's face, while the other half reflected the light from downstairs.

Li Hetai took out some ointment from his pocket. "I'll put some medicine on you."

……

"Did you do what just happened?" Gu Xinglan held back for a long time, but finally couldn't help asking when she came out after taking a shower.

"What things?"

The ointment felt cool, and I kept swirling my fingertips around it as I applied it to the scar, sometimes with a heavy touch, sometimes with a light touch.

"It's about the police coming to the bar." Gu Xinglan said, clutching a bath towel to cover herself.

After applying the ointment to my back, it started to itch slowly; the buff was working.

He had to hunch his back slightly, and his hands instinctively tried to scratch, but his fingers only moved futilely outside the towel, and he could only give up helplessly in the end.

After applying the ointment, Li Hetai moved his fingers and slowly pressed on a reddened scar.

Gu Xinglan had been holding back, but now her shoulders couldn't help but tremble slightly, and her head unconsciously tilted back slightly, revealing a complex expression on her face that was both uncomfortable and somewhat enjoyable.

"Alright, alright, I can do it myself."

He used both his hands and feet to climb to the other side of the bed.

This person is terrifying.

After a few days at the Zhang family's house, Li Hetai suddenly became someone he didn't recognize.

There was no sound around her, only silence. Gu Xinglan came to her senses and turned to look behind her.

There was nothing behind him; Li Hetai had vanished...

His injuries did heal too quickly. The protruding lumps of flesh had become flat, which looked horrifying, but when you touched them, you could no longer feel the pits and bumps. Only Li Hetai seemed unaware of it.

Gu Xinglan got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

The bathroom mirror was large. He turned around and looked at the most severe scar on his back, which was also the spot that had been itching the most recently.

The ointment was applied very thickly, making it impossible to tell what was wrong.

Five o'clock in the morning.

The downstairs door creaked.

The snow was piled up in a thick layer, and every step left a deep dent. Zhang Tianyu's face was bruised, and the handprint on his right cheek was prominently displayed.

Six months ago, he went to gamble for entertainment purposes. He didn't gamble with real money, but as he played, he got into it and started taking money. He borrowed a lot from Huang Danzheng and a lot from someone surnamed Wei.

I had forgotten about it, but now it's being brought up again.

Little did he know that one of the guys they were hanging out with was a penniless wretch. It wasn't his fault that he borrowed money at exorbitant interest rates, so why was he coming over to make do if he didn't have any?

The more you brainstorm, the more frustrated you become.

It's like he's been having a bad day ever since a stranger came to his house.

The scene in the bar is still vivid in my mind.

Just as Huang Danzheng was about to slap that person in the face, he was interrupted by someone surnamed Wei.

Before I knew it, I had walked and thought and stopped in my room.

This is his room, but now that strange person is lying on his bed, sleeping on his pillow, drinking from his water glass, and even using his toothbrush and toothpaste!

Zhang Tianyu's thoughts kept wandering, and he didn't feel that anything was wrong. He just felt that the person inside must have taken all his things.

The effects of the alcohol hadn't worn off yet.

After leaving the police station, he bought a bottle of wine and ran red lights all the way back. He was still feeling the effects and really wanted to vent his frustration.

The room door opens with a simple twist of a knob.

The door was gradually closed wider, and Zhang Tianyu's gaze fell on the bed.

The person on the bed was curled up on their side with their back to the door, a bath towel loosely draped around their waist, revealing a large portion of their back.

The closer Zhang Tianyu got, the clearer he could see.

Those hideous scars have healed considerably, and the skin even has a faint sheen.

His breath hitched, the alcohol surged in his stomach, and Zhang Tianyu's head buzzed.

What was originally a feeling of anger and displeasure now felt like something had suddenly grabbed his throat, replaced by an indescribable impulse.

Their eyes were completely fixed on the person, and their feet unconsciously moved forward.

“…” Zhang Tianyu’s voice was a little hoarse, his throat was so dry it felt like it had been burned. He stood firmly by the bed and looked down at Gu Xinglan.

The gaze was too direct, and the swallowing sounds were extremely obvious, like a hungry wolf gathering its strength before pouncing on its prey.

The person on the bed sensed something, turned over slightly, and slowly opened their eyes.

Her eyes were hazy and watery, clearly she had just woken up from a dream.

Gu Xinglan was taken aback when she saw someone standing by the bed, then frowned. "Zhang Tianyu?"

The person standing by the bed did not answer, their gaze still fixed on him, their breathing heavy. He could even see an almost insane malice in their eyes.

Sensing something was wrong, Gu Xinglan subconsciously moved back and reached for a bath towel, trying to cover her upper body.

However, before he could finish the movement, Zhang Tianyu suddenly leaned down and grabbed his wrist.

"?!" Gu Xinglan's eyes widened suddenly. He tried to shake off the other person's hand and break free, but the other person was surprisingly strong and held him firmly in place.

Zhang Tianyu's lips curled into a strange smile, his flushed face slowly turning purple, his voice hoarse: "Your injury is healed?"

"Let me go," Gu Xinglan said coldly.

As if he hadn't heard, the man surnamed Zhang simply ripped open the towel around his waist.

I go!