Became a vicious male mother

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I had just taken a picture of the watch when someone knocked on the door.

Two knocks broke the slightly eerie atmosphere in the private room.

"I'll open the door."

Li Yuechang scratched his face, unable to sit still, and hurriedly picked up his clothes from the ground, quickly putting on his shirt.

As soon as the door opened.

Le Viet Cheong looked fierce and menacing, his muscles bulging out.

The short-sleeved shirt was even stretched into a tight-fitting style.

It looked like he was about to pull something out of his pocket and throw it at me.

The person standing outside the door was startled.

The visitor, wearing glasses and a white long-sleeved shirt and white pants, froze, his smile strained: "My husband wants to pay a visit, so he sent me to deliver a message."

Li Yuechang looked him up and down.

It's a strange face.

"Which family are you from?"

"My surname is Li."

……

The surname is Li. There is only one family with the surname Li in Wushui. They are very likely from the old house.

After a moment's thought, he suddenly realized that he hadn't been back to the old house in a long time, so it was normal for there to be new people he didn't know.

Thinking of this, Li Yuechang's momentum suddenly diminished, and he asked, "Which branch of the family are you from?"

“I was adopted, but my young master is from the third wife’s family.”

The image of the third son's son suddenly popped into Li Yuechang's mind: a person who had been lying in bed coughing for years.

Is the Third Young Master able to get out of bed?

Li Yuechang hurriedly went back to his room.

"Boss, the Third Young Master has entered the city. His men are at the gate." The voice was respectful. After speaking, Li Yuechang glanced cautiously at the person on the sofa.

Upon hearing a certain keyword, Gu Xinglan's ears perked up instantly, and she raised an eyebrow in confusion.

Third Young Master?

Is Lai Tae-ho's older brother or younger brother?

Before my mind could even process it, the person next to me instantly stood up from the sofa.

From his angle, all he could see were Rye Thai-ho's tightly closed lips.

It wasn't positive emotions like happiness or joy, let alone negative emotions like fear.

He couldn't understand the man's expression.

"Hide."

The tone was too directional.

Gu Xinglan was already looking straight up, and now that Li Taihe lowered his head, their eyes met.

It is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul.

But this person's eyes were as still as a mirror, like a dead lake, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Gu Xinglan snapped out of her daze and quickly looked around.

Where can he hide? There's no cabinet to hide in, and no toilet either. Are we supposed to make him climb out of the window onto the air conditioner?

"I'm going to hide outside," Gu Xinglan said directly.

Soon, the red light from the camera on the large screen suddenly disappeared, and the third window also went dark.

Li Taihe whispered to his watch without hesitation, even instructing Li Huiwen to arrange for an ambulance from the hospital... as if it were an urgent matter.

Gu Xinglan struggled to stand up from the sofa.

Half of his body was numb, so he quickly took off his high heels, kicked them into the table, and hurriedly ran towards the door.

I could faintly hear coughing, and I also heard Li Yuechang shout "Third Young Master".

This person is incredibly fast!

"Third Young Master! Why did you come dressed like that?"

Upon seeing the people approaching and receding into the distance, Li Yuechang's expression immediately tightened.

The person not far away had slightly long hair, which was gently tucked behind his ears, revealing a pale and weak face.

His long blue robe swayed slowly as he moved, making him look extremely thin and frail. When he coughed and covered his mouth, his exposed arms were unusually thin and weak, as if they would break with a gust of wind.

Seeing this, Li Yuechang rushed over, his hands seemingly trying to protect her but unable to.

Upon arriving at the private room, Li Taihe was already waiting at the door to greet them.

The moment two pairs of eyes met.

The voices rang out almost simultaneously: "Long time no see."

Li Taihe wrote a petition and welcomed the sickly man inside.

As soon as he sat down, Li Jianbai began coughing violently.

He was bent over, almost with his head resting on the table.

"Young Master, let me pat your back!" The man in white quickly raised his hand and gently patted Li Jianbai's back.

He coughed several times, but the coughing didn't stop.

Li Taihe lowered his eyes and said, "Yue Chang, go out and find a doctor first, and then get a mink shawl."

"Yes!" Li Yue rushed out without stopping.

I could feel the table legs shaking violently.

Gu Xinglan covered her mouth, staring intently at the dark muzzle of the gun in horror.

When people reach their limits, their potential is unleashed; he's currently hiding under a table that's only half the size of a person.

The black gun barrel was attached to the table below, secured with a custom-made leather strap.

I don't know if the safety is off on this gun. If it is, there is a high risk of accidental discharge.

Especially now, when someone outside coughs, the table shakes and the gun shakes too.

The gun was pointed at his forehead.

Gu Xinglan was curled up so tightly that her shoulders were almost touching her cheeks, and her head was tilted to one side in an odd way.

Through the light and shadow, you could vaguely see a mouth opening and closing through the tablecloth, and all you could hear was the sound of someone coughing outside...

With a "whoosh".

It was the sound of the curtains being drawn shut.

"Why did you come here by yourself?" Li Taihe crossed his arms, his brows furrowed, looking at the person on the sofa who was coughing so hard he couldn't even speak.

"If something happens, how will I explain it to my father?"

"You...remarried?"

The cough had just stopped when the person on the sofa shakily took out a handkerchief to wipe their mouth.

His eyes were covered with dark circles and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot. He quietly raised his head and looked at Li Taihe.

"Yes, we got married at the beginning of the month."

"...Why didn't you report it to your family?" The person on the sofa spoke weakly, took a sip of tea, and almost dropped the teacup with trembling hands.

The man in white next to him wanted to help, but was silenced by a sharp glare.

Seeing this, Li Taihe stepped forward and forcibly took the teacup.

"How is things at home? Is Father alright?"

This is clearly a change of topic.

The person on the sofa smiled gently, looking at Li Taihe with affection in their eyes: "Father is doing well."

"Next time you come, remember to have someone call me."

"Hmm... I haven't been out for a long time. Now that I see tall buildings outside, I just want to come and see you. I don't mean anything by it."

Li Jianbai lowered his eyes and glanced around. His eyes paused when they landed on the wig on the edge of the sofa and the shoebox on the floor.

"Which girl did you marry?"

"Ordinary people."

"What is your name?"

"Her surname is Gu, and she's a junior TV host. I invested in a film and television company a few months ago, and when I went there to take a look, it was love at first sight."

Li Taihe seemed to know exactly what questions the person on the sofa would ask, and answered them all at once.

After saying that, the person on the sofa swallowed back what he was about to say and said helplessly, "I came here not only to see you, but also to see He Tai. Since you're married, why don't you invite your sister-in-law over too?"

"..." Li Taihe took the kettle to scald the teacups, poured tea for the person on the sofa, and lowered his eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

"Brother He?"

“When can’t we see each other if we want to? I promised your sister-in-law a few days ago that I would go on a trip with her. She’s busy with the trip right now, and He Tai is busy with his studies. Since you’ve come all this way, how about I take you to see the Wushui River…”

Li Taihe spoke in a calm voice, saying a lot of things one after another.

Sitting on the sofa, Li Jianbai only remembered the first sentence. A longing expression appeared on his face as he murmured, "Traveling with someone you like, how wonderful..."

Then, changing the subject, Li Jianbai's expression turned sorrowful. He slowly suppressed the corners of his mouth and said weakly to Li Taihe, "What about Sister Qiu?"

When a certain person is mentioned, the air almost becomes deathly still.

Li Jianbai, who was on the sofa, raised his hand to cover his mouth and sighed, adding, "You didn't handle this well. You married a new person as soon as He Tai's mother passed away. What will that child think?"

At this point, a man should usually take out a cigarette from his pocket and take a deep drag.

But now, seemingly mindful of the other person's illness, even his breathing has slowed down slightly.

The dim lighting made Li Taihe's face appear blurry.

Gu Xinglan, however, was extremely puzzled, sitting under the table.

He had never known anything about the Lihetai family.

In his past life, Li Hetai was always by his side during holidays and festivals, and he knew this all too well.

I've never seen any relatives visit, not even gifts sent in their name, let alone family members.

When this man was in a normal mental state, he asked... but he forgot Li Hetai's answer at the time.

But the only information they had was that Li Hetai had a father.

Now tell him... that Li Hetai has at least two uncles?