Became a vicious male mother

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Can we trust Gu Xinglan's words?

This person seems to have an unimaginable love for children.

Despite being vain, his condition after being kidnapped was to send a group of complete strangers to school.

If a sworn enemy were to fall to the ground on the verge of death, this person would probably rush to save him without hesitation.

This kind of person will only drag him down.

……

After listening to Gu Xinglan's words, the man lowered his eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

But the aura emanating from him was nowhere near as intense and oppressive as it had been just moments before.

Anyone with eyes can see that Li Taihe believed Gu Xinglan's words.

"Teacher...the teacher went with me too."

Yu Jin looked at Lin Shuo, who was standing at the edge, her eyes filled with indescribable pity: "You've also seen He Tai's room, there's no such woman in there, right?"

This is the expression Yu Jin often shows when she hopes to receive affirmation; no one can resist the sight of such an angelic person shedding tears.

Lin Shuo, who did not want to get involved, had no choice but to endure the gazes of everyone in the hall.

He looked at Gu Xinglan, then at Li Taihe, and quickly said softly, "Mr. Li, I went to see He Tai at noon. This child likes to leave early, and I've been meaning to tell you about it. Since this happened again, of course I went to see little He Tai. However… I did see Mrs. Li in the room, so I didn't insist that little He Tai come to listen to his lessons. I understand you're busy with work, but… I suggest you take some time to spend with your child. Helping with homework is a good activity; it helps children learn and strengthens the bond between you and your child…"

As he spoke, Lin Shuo walked along while keeping an eye on Gu Xinglan out of the corner of his eye.

He did see someone in Li Hetai's room, but it was neither Mrs. Li nor reporter Jiang.

Instead, it was another man, thin and with an indistinct face.

But in this situation, there's nothing more to say than that he saw Madam Le in Le Ho Thai's room.

Although he came from a scholarly family, he knew the intricacies of wealthy families and was well aware of how common such things were in the circle. But once it came to light, no one could save face.

So Lin Shuo walked up to Yu Jin, squatted down, and said in a deep voice, "Why are you meddling in adults' affairs, you little kid?"

Seeing the disappointment in Yu Jin's eyes, Lin Shuo quickly said, "He Tai has finished his homework, what about yours? Do you remember what you promised me in front of your mother?"

The teacher had a stern face that commanded respect even without anger, and at this moment, it was stern, revealing an unprecedented seriousness.

Seeing this, Yu Jin sniffed sharply, her eyes welling up with tears, and swallowed back all her rebuttals.

Suddenly, a series of "bang" sounds rang out.

The person who arrived smelled strongly of disinfectant and was wearing a white coat with the Li family crest on the left chest.

"Mr. Li, the patient's condition was extremely critical after being struck by lightning. The patient suffered from arrhythmia and skin burns, and his heart stopped for a period of time. We immediately performed CPR and defibrillation. Fortunately, his heartbeat has been restored. However, he still needs to be closely monitored because there may be potential complications such as neurological damage and kidney damage. The next 48 hours are particularly critical. Um... the patient needs to be transferred to the hospital for observation as soon as possible."

Upon the doctor's arrival, none of the six reporters in the hall doubted that a private villa could possibly have facilities and top-notch doctors comparable to a small hospital.

Everyone was relieved that Li Hetai's villa had these things.

One reporter couldn't help but tear up: "Doctor, can we go see him?"

The doctor glanced at him, said nothing, and then turned his gaze back to Li Taihe.

If they were doctors at a hospital, they would certainly have an obligation to answer these questions, but now, this group of doctors is privately owned by Li Taihe.

He may have saved people, or he may have killed people.

Gu Xinglan withdrew her scrutinizing gaze, remained motionless, and slowly looked out the window.

Everyone was immersed in their own world.

No one noticed that the rain outside had subsided slightly.

"The rain... has lessened," Gu Xinglan murmured.

The glass was no longer blurry as if splashed with ink, but rather a gentle flow of water, slowly running down the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Suddenly, the eerie atmosphere in the hall was broken by the ringing of the doorbell.

Someone rang the doorbell.

"Open the door."

Li Taihe said calmly.

Soon someone went to the entrance and opened the door.

A large group of people wearing transparent raincoats stood outside, their bodies soaked, all with happy expressions.

"Mr. Li! The utility poles outside have been moved. We'll arrange for the power company's maintenance team to repair them as soon as the rain stops."

"President Li, the water level in the artificial lake has been dredged, and the bridge is now open to traffic."

The sound of an ambulance siren could even be heard amidst the crowd's voices.

Immediately afterwards, right before everyone's eyes, a person covered in bandages was carried out quickly from the depths of the villa's passageway on a stretcher.

Six reporters followed behind, their sobs and sighs receding like the tide.

The hall suddenly felt empty.

courtyard.

Everywhere you look, there are collapsed green plants and landscapes, but that doesn't stop people from having already arrived at the scene from landscaping companies and landscape design companies.

The sky, which had been a dark, gloomy gray, was now filled with streaks of white light.

The typhoon swept over the land, arriving quickly and fiercely, and departing just as quickly and fiercely.

An elderly man with white hair struggled to squeeze in from the crowd outside the door.

It's the housekeeper.

The housekeeper has also returned.

Everything seems to be moving in a positive direction.

Only one person was completely despondent.

Chen Hao slumped to the ground, his eyes lifeless and empty, his face as blank as a sheet of paper, devoid of any expression.

"Sir, I've already instructed someone to arrange the termination of the employment contract, and it's on its way." The butler bowed slightly, his actions incredibly swift, as if he already knew about the situation in the hall.

Hearing the butler's words, Chen Hao's lips trembled as he desperately murmured, "Master...send someone...send someone to the last drawer of my wardrobe in the dormitory..."

"Uncle, is this what you want to take?"

A child's voice, both unfamiliar and familiar, rang out.

Chen Hao quickly turned his head to look.

It's that dirty, smelly kid.

Xu Mufeng was wearing new clothes, his hair was no longer tangled and covered in dust, and he looked completely refreshed. At this moment, he was holding a square object in his hand.

Underwear?

Standing not far away, Gu Xinglan squinted her eyes, the more she looked, the more familiar it seemed.

Depend on!

"Cough!!!" Gu Xinglan coughed heavily.

Li Taihe naturally didn't miss it, and glanced at Xu Mufeng: "Where did you get it?"

"This uncle's cabinet."

"Who gave you permission to take it?"

“I… him.” Xu Mufeng’s eyes looked at a person wearing a dark green coat, then at Li Taihe, and then he lowered his head heavily: “I went to get it myself, and I saw this uncle sneaking in with a person wearing a white short-sleeved shirt.”

Upon hearing the keywords, Li Huiwen, who was standing next to him, seemed to have thought of something and said:

"President Li, Li Wang caught the person in the white short-sleeved shirt an hour ago and has already moved him."

Upon hearing this, Chen Hao trembled: "President Li, that's my son, my son!" Something flashed through his mind, and his knees slammed down: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault!!"

His already aged face now looked even more like that of a dying man with one foot in the underworld.

"Father."

"Li Hetai called softly."

"Ok?"

"Driver Chen often colludes with other servants in the villa to secretly move the villa's antiques... as well as food from the cold storage. Among the antiques is the acacia gold vase that you bought at an auction in Australia two years ago."

As soon as the words were spoken, all the servants kneeling in the restaurant, who had been sobbing, fell silent instantly.

Not to mention the driver, who was kneeling on the tiled floor of the lobby, and had actually fainted.

"How did you know?"

The man inexplicably pulled a thin cigarette inlaid with gold leaf from the cigarette case in his pocket, turned his head to ask his assistant to light it, and then took a deep drag.

But what he said next made Li Taihe choke on his cigarette—"They never hid it from me when they were plotting."

The hall fell silent instantly, with only swirling smoke remaining.

The two of them spoke stiffly, like NPCs in a game who only get information when triggered, their responses were strangely comical.

Seeing this, Gu Xinglan suddenly found it amusing.

Australia was a veritable new gold mine in the last century, a new "golden land" that prospectors flocked to.

Judging from the extent of Li Taihe's distress, that vase is probably not only of extraordinary value, but also has a complex historical background.