Became a vicious male mother

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Li Taihe watched quietly.

Even without any expression, she can be intimidating.

He will not reveal Le Viet's involvement.

Li Yuechang seemed to be the most aggressive towards him, but he was actually the easiest to talk to among the four members of the Li family.

If we can get along well, we might be able to learn more.

He blinked and joked with the person in front of him, "Is it because my outfit looks too good?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the person in front of him looked away and turned his gaze back to the window.

People rely on clothes, and even Buddha needs to wear gold.

He's not only wearing a new outfit, but he's also styled his hair and put on lipstick. In terms of appearance, he's already a qualified cross-dresser, unless he's speaking in a gruff voice and calling out "Hey bro..."

System: [Host, your voice has benefited from this system, which has softened its masculine strength.]

"...When you change back into men's clothing, remember to emphasize my 'gang' again."

System: [of the package, the host]

While listening to the system's rambling, Gu Xinglan quietly observed the person in front of her.

The man held the cigarette between his fingers, took a deep drag, and then gently tapped it on the ashtray he was holding, his movements practiced and natural.

The longer he spent with the person, the more he seemed to understand them.

Boiling the frog slowly might tighten the bond between him and Ri Taihe.

His goal has always been to bypass Le Thai Ho and return to Le Ho Thai.

"Okay, let's go."

Li Taihe crushed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, took out a tissue from his pocket to wipe his hands, and threw it into the ashtray as well.

"Yes, Mr. Li, I'll put an ashtray there and come right away!"

Gu Xinglan stood up straight, her eyes shining as she looked at the person in front of her.

……

If you look closely, you can even sense the worship and obedience in their eyes.

Seeing this, Li Taihe raised his eyebrows, as if his interest had been piqued, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

His aura returned, no longer as indifferent as before.

But someone didn't realize it and had already run off to put the ashtray away.

As I was leaving, I heard Li Yuechang say:

[Be yourself. Stop with the pointless flattery. President Li doesn't lack people who fawn over him; he lacks people who can truly bring value. Remember, your value.]

he knows.

But we have to try all the methods, right?

Hanging can sometimes result in broken branches, but hanging from multiple branches will prevent this.

There are always more solutions than problems. If one approach doesn't work, then try a two-pronged approach. As the saying goes, quantitative change leads to qualitative change.

The two people took the elevator down to the underground parking garage.

The sight of luxury cars is overwhelming, from Sibel Pagani to Rolls-Royce and McLaren.

Gu Xinglan could barely walk, her eyes sparkling naturally from the bottom of her heart.

Looking around, I saw some modified luxury cars and even considered taking a couple of pictures...

System: [Host, you like cars?]

"It's alright. I haven't bought a car since graduation. I go to the counseling room every day, rain or shine. I think about buying a car whenever it's windy, thundering, or raining heavily."

System: [So, what about now?]

[It is suggested that the host engage in activities they enjoy outside of missions, which will help deepen their sense of belonging to this world.]

"Forget it, the idea of ​​buying a car disappeared long ago when I signed the contract with Li Hetai."

Now it's more of a reaction to the images that keep popping up in my head.

A cold wind swept by.

The upper floors of the Mingming Building were brightly lit, but now we're underground.

A chill began to run through my body, and a constant stream of gusts of wind kept blowing in from one of the openings.

The person in front walked steadily and slowly approached a truck.

The truck looked out of place, dark and gray, with cleaning tools even piled up near the rear cargo area.

But Li Taihe did not hesitate at all and pulled out the bolt on the carriage.

The side door inside... was actually open.

It leads straight into a dark passage where not a single ray of light can be seen.

An eerie atmosphere permeated the scene, and a faint smell of decay could be detected if one took a close sniff.

Especially considering that the two of them were dressed in elaborate costumes.

Gu Xinglan stepped back a little from Li Taihe and carefully examined the interior of the carriage.

There were also some footprints and gray marks at the bottom, indicating that someone had just entered.

With a soft "bang," Li Taihe nimbly climbed onto the carriage. His black suit, even the folds, exuded a quiet elegance. His long legs stood straight inside, peering out.

Wearing high heels and climbing up into a train carriage that's half a person's height is quite challenging.

Gu Xinglan was about to take off her shoes.

Unexpectedly, the person inside suddenly stood at the carriage door, bent down, and lifted him up by putting their hands under his arms.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness forced him to wrap his arms tightly around the man's neck.

With ease, Li Taihe lifted him up in less than three seconds.

The pressure suddenly increased, and the air inside the carriage was stuffy and mixed with an indescribable smell.

Feeling dizzy, Gu Xinglan focused all her strength on the other person.

"This is the shortest route. If you don't want to be caught and sold, hold on tight to me."

The sounds around her were indistinct, but with the awareness of being in an unfamiliar environment, Gu Xinglan quickly wrapped her arms around the man's waist.

The muscles in my lower back are rock hard.

If he hadn't been holding a person, he would have thought someone had put a brick in his suit...

The side door of the carriage was closed, and when it was opened, you could see the solidified dark red marks on it.

Even though alarm bells were ringing in my head, I still had to keep my eyes open and constantly observe my surroundings.

Once inside the passage, even though his eyes weren't closed, it was as if they were; everything was completely black.

"Relax."

Li Taihe even lowered his voice.

Now, he dared not say a word.

I'm afraid it might attract some unclean things.

Gu Xinglan moved her throat, her calves felt weak, and she struggled to control her shoes.

Unexpectedly, a snapping sound suddenly rang in my ears.

The next second, all the lights in the corridor turned on, and Gu Xinglan instantly tightened her grip, burying her face in her collarbone.

She was practically clinging to someone, and her whole body was terrified.

"President Li, didn't I already say that?"

"Send me a message when you arrive. If you stay silent, my men might mistake you for a thief."

A clear, gentle male voice came from not far away.

The sarcastic remark instantly dissipated much of the eerie and gloomy atmosphere.

You could even feel the man's happy mood from the side of his face where it was pressed against.

The other person's barely audible chuckle reached my ears.

Realizing it too late, Gu Xinglan tensed up her facial muscles, then relaxed them in an instant, a bitter smile appearing on her lips.

"Your wife?" The newcomer's gaze turned to the woman who had suddenly appeared.

"Yes, say hello to Boss Bai."

Perhaps because she was frightened, her body was still trembling slightly.

After Li Taihe finished speaking, it took quite a while before the person in his arms finally poked her head out of the man's arms a little. She seemed cautious and timid, her eyes filled with lingering fear and a hint of grievance.

Its appearance resembled that of a frightened fawn hiding in a safe place but unable to resist peeking at the source of danger.

Bai Kairui paused for a few seconds, touched the Buddhist prayer beads in his hand, and looked at Li Taihe with an almost imperceptible smile.

"Why bring it out instead of keeping it properly hidden in a golden house?"

“Quiet and timid, but obedient. Let him come if he wants to.” Li Taihe spoke softly, raising his hand to stroke the back of the neck of the person in his arms.

It has a delicate, creamy texture, and if you look closely, you can feel a slight tremor under the skin.