Became a vicious male mother

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He has three separate memories.

The first part is about him as a police academy student who accepted a secret mission and went undercover next to Li Hetai.

The second part is set in the future, where he is imprisoned by Lai Ho Tai, tries various methods to escape, and eventually not only gets cancer but also suffers from amnesia.

The third part is about being captured by the system and losing his memory. He becomes Li Hetai's stepmother. In his previous life, Li Hetai was eighteen years old and successfully took over the Li Group. He also successfully got his memories back and died.

Gu Xinglan tossed and turned for a moment, then gritted her teeth and took out the ointment from the white medicine bag.

It's all yesterday's fault.

Impulse is the devil.

He's not a kid anymore, how could he impulsively have a relationship with Li Hetai? Wasn't he the one who wanted to die and seek revenge before? How can he face himself now... But he certainly had his fun.

Outside.

The bodyguard stood ramrod straight, and when he received a call from someone, he nodded and responded.

The echoes reverberated in the empty hallway.

Upon seeing this, the assistant asked, "Who called?"

"It's General Manager Li. He asked me to bring my briefcase over."

"..."

The moment the door opened, a sense of despondency washed over me.

The assistant didn't react at all, ignoring the person sleeping in bed, and started looking for the briefcase on the sofa.

I didn't find the briefcase, but I did find a tattered T-shirt with two holes in the chest and the huge logo was somewhat deformed.

Where is the briefcase?

The assistant was lying face down on the floor.

There was a wrinkled suit jacket under the bed, and a tie covered in shoe prints.

Not only that, there was also a wet blanket on the windowsill; he remembered that the blanket should have been on the sofa in the suite.

Not to mention the TV cabinet, which is already somewhat deformed, and the sofa pillows, the cotton stuffing is all flattened.

Even the watch on President Li's wrist.

It was actually in the large round bathtub in the bathroom, submerged in water, with the stopwatch still ticking, but the assistant really didn't dare to reach out and grab it.

Who knows what happened to this tank of water...

The assistant's eyebrows twitched, and he went outside with a stern face.

Did Mr. Li specify the exact location of the briefcase?

The bodyguard scratched his head. "President Li just called again and said the briefcase has been taken."

It turns out that General Manager Li himself had made a mistake.

I misremembered, that's understandable, after all, I worked all night and I was tired.

The assistant rubbed his forehead, feeling somewhat helpless.

The phone rang again soon, and the bodyguard quickly picked it up, nodded, and answered in one smooth motion.

"It was a call from General Manager Li. He said there were no documents in his briefcase and asked me to look for them on the table."

"You stay here, I'll go find it."

The assistant went back into the suite.

The suite was large, with several rooms, and the documents were eventually found on a table.

The plastic file cover was crooked, but luckily the documents inside were intact.

Is Mr. Li... working while reading documents?

As an assistant, he shouldn't be imagining his boss's private life like that, but he can't avoid it no matter which way he looks.

The chairs and tables were so worn that even the chair legs had scratches on the floor, indicating how badly they had been damaged.

After taking the folder, the assistant, with a droopy mouth and a lifeless expression, said to the bodyguard, "I'm taking the documents to President Li. The person inside is very important. Don't let him out. Try to fulfill any requests he may have."

"Yes!"

Only after arranging everything did I drive to the Ji family's house.

Mr. Li did not actually return to China; he is still in New York.

The car drove into a luxury apartment building in the South Central Park area.

The temperature is still very low today. It's snowing, but there's no snow on the ground. You can still see gardeners tending to the plants on the streets of the South District.

The assistant got out of the car with the items.

All I could think about was the image of the boss being bewitched by the undercover agent and then being thrown in jail.

It's easy to start eating meat, but difficult to quit, especially when the meat you start eating is something extraordinary.

Sure enough, upon entering the Ji family home and seeing President Li, the first thing I heard was:

"Didn't I tell you to stay at the hotel?"

A cold gaze, a cold tone, and an expressionless face.

The assistant was a little overwhelmed and bowed slightly. "After Mr. Gu woke up, he asked you where you were. Then he went to sleep. I had the bodyguard wait there. Mr. Li, I'll get the documents you requested for you."

The Ji family is ostensibly a pharmaceutical company, but in reality, they are arms dealers. The family has many branches and a complex web of influence, but it is now gradually declining.

They need someone to invest.

Coincidentally, Mr. Li was the person they needed most.

The assistant took the documents and left.

The sunset glow filled the entire floor-to-ceiling window.

at dusk.

When Gu Xinglan woke up, there was a faint fragrance in the air.

"Um……"

The person in the bed poked their head out from under the covers.

The room was a complete mess this morning, but now everything is neatly arranged in its proper place.

Less than half a second after the call button was pressed, bodyguards and assistants walked in from outside.

Gu Xinglan's gaze swept over the person in the lead, and she said softly, "I'm hungry, I'd like to eat something light."

"immediately."

The food here is all top-notch.

After finishing his meal, he wanted a massage, so a professional masseur came over. He wanted to play board games, so someone came over to play with him. He even took a bath, got dressed, and washed up. If he hadn't stopped them, someone would have definitely come over to do it for him.

The part that requires the most effort every day is applying medicine to myself.

They are waited on hand and foot, expecting to be dressed and fed.

He repeated this routine for two days until the last day, when he had to return home.

Gu Xinglan boarded a plane back to China.

The soreness in my body is gone, and I've recovered completely, except for those plum blossom petal-like marks under my clothes that haven't faded yet.

Outside the airport.

Yang Wen stood under the tree, holding the umbrella handle, glancing at his watch every now and then.

Until the rumbling sound of the suitcase wheels began.

A tall, graceful figure approached him slowly from afar.

His junior, or rather, his junior classmate, seems to have changed?

Yang Wen didn't quite recognize him and blinked.

"Senior brother, I'm hungry." Gu Xinglan raised his eyebrows, not even blinking, and looked carefully at his senior brother who had treated him so well in his previous life.

"cough."

Yang Wen's face felt hot, and he tilted the umbrella towards Gu Xinglan, his heart pounding.

He felt that his junior brother had an indescribable homey vibe, like when he came home exhausted after a long day at work, only to see his junior brother gently calling out to him at the dining table, "Senior brother, let's eat together."

“A new Cantonese restaurant opened nearby. The food is quite mild. You said you had a sore throat, so I went there and asked them to make you a soup. It’s called Sea Coconut and Conch Slices Stewed Chicken Soup. Just from the name, you can tell how good this soup is.”

As Yang Wen spoke, he pushed Gu Xinglan's suitcase.

I noticed two tags on the suitcase.

"Wow, it's a collaboration between Dior and Rimowa. When did you get such an expensive suitcase?"

A box that's neither too big nor too small costs over 20,000!

Based on his salary, it would take him more than four months of not eating or drinking to afford it. Gu Xinglan is currently an intern living in a haunted house and sometimes needs him to pick her up and drop her off to and from work. Where would she get the money?

No, when he went to the airport to see his junior brother off, he didn't see him carrying a suitcase at all.

Yang Wen stuffed the box into the back of the car and looked over curiously.

As luck would have it, Gu Xinglan bent down to tie her shoelaces, and her collar was covered in hickeys! It was even more exaggerated than cupping therapy, and Yang Wen's eyes widened instantly, his face turning green!