Became a vicious male mother

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The screen was filled with the company's debt information.

"We don't have enough money," Gu Xinglan sighed.

All the money raised previously was used to buy stocks, and now it's almost all gone.

If the acquisition falls through halfway, the Zhang family's company will be burdened with an enormous debt. The company's funds will be tied up in debt, and they will be forced to declare bankruptcy.

Therefore, even though the weather was colder than before, he still had to ask Li Taihe to come out and talk about this matter.

After watching the video, Li Taihe turned his gaze to the falling snowflakes outside the window and slowly put down his phone.

"When soldiers come, we will block them; when water comes, we will dam it. No matter what counterattack Chang Geng makes, there are ways to deal with it."

"What is it?" Gu Xinglan asked.

"It can't be explained in a few words. They're quiet while you're crazy, and you're quiet while they're crazy. In short, right now it's all about one word: going crazy."

Does this imply that they intend to continue carrying the debt?

Gu Xinglan was a little worried and glanced at the man. "I've borrowed too much now... If I get arrested and go to jail, will you get me out?"

"Of course," Li Taihe said with a confident smile.

"You're one of my men. If anything happens to you, of course I'll get you out of there." The man's tone was calm and firm, and even his usual nonchalance had vanished.

"Do not worry."

Li Huiwen, in the driver's seat, wiped the fog off his glasses with a cloth, saying, "Even if they catch you, they won't be able to."

Gu Xinglan's gaze darted back and forth between the two men surnamed Li, and she couldn't help but sigh that she had boarded a pirate ship.

"Um, there's something else..."

"What is it?" Li Taihe's expression was upright, without a single fault.

"Do I no longer need to play another person?"

Where is his female vest?

With an inquisitive look, Gu Xinglan observed the person beside her intently.

He hadn't forgotten the mystery of why Li Taihe wanted to find a man to be his bride.

But Li Taihe had a "what's this about?" look on his face. He said, "Don't you want to do it?"

This rhetorical question inexplicably evaded his previous question, and Gu Xinglan, not wanting to fall into the trap, shook his head.

"I'm so tired, I have no hope."

“You have them.” Li Taihe took out a thick stack of red envelopes from inside his suit jacket. “I didn’t have time to give them to you a few weeks ago, so I’m making up for it all now.”

The red envelope was so thick that it couldn't be sealed, revealing layers of red inside.

“Money is a different matter.” Gu Xinglan turned her head.

He now has enough to eat and drink, and he's not as obsessed with money as he was in the urban village. Giving him more money wouldn't make a difference.

"And insurance, I've taken out all sorts of insurance for you to avoid the accident that happened last time."

"You're listed as the beneficiary?" Gu Xinglan retorted sarcastically.

Li Taihe did not refute him, but went along with him and said, "If you want, it's not impossible."

"Besides insurance, you also have Li's shares."

"!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Xinglan's mind instantly cleared, and she stared wide-eyed in shock at Li Taihe.

The man reflected in his pupils nodded silently, as if in response to his shock.

"How many?"

"It's a secret," Li Taihe said with a smile. "You'll know once the contract is drafted."

Does this mean the Li family considers him one of their own? After all he's done, he's finally being recognized?!

"We don't need the shares."

Gu Xinglan shook her head blankly and added softly, "I want to become Li Hetai's guardian."

The sound from the exit was muffled, coupled with the swirling snow outside the window and the screeching of the windshield wipers.

Li Taihe frowned. "Repeat it."

Gu Xinglan repeated herself, adding, "In a legal sense."

The car suddenly stopped, the steering wheel almost slipped, and Li Huiwen in the driver's seat turned his head in surprise.

In an instant, the atmosphere inside the car became even colder than outside.

-

As Gu Xinglan got out of the car, she didn't even say goodbye before running back to the Zhang family's villa in the increasingly heavy snow.

Only after the door is closed can I feel at ease.

He had made many jokes about being related to Li Hetai before, and even Li Taihe had teased him about it.

But now that he's actually brought it up, the man's face is as black as the bottom of a pot.

Li Taihe's expression just now wasn't a forced smile or a blank face; it was an open expression of dissatisfaction and hidden wariness towards him.

He didn't know what had made the other person wary.

He could only use the excuse of "being careful that the Li family doesn't abandon him" before hurriedly getting off the bus.

The living room was deserted.

There were also two large suitcases at the bottom of the stairs.

The warmth of the floor dispelled the daze in her mind. Gu Xinglan finished the hot water in one gulp and walked down the stairs.

Just then, Zhang Jinhao was at the top of the stairs on the second floor with his third suitcase.

The two looked at each other in silence.

Zhang Jinhao's heart skipped a beat, and he spoke first: "I'm packing my wife's clothes and cosmetics to send her back to her parents' home."

After saying that, he stared at Gu Xinglan's face.

Gu Xinglan had already put on a mask when she entered, so the other party could only see her unchanging silhouette.

But when he met those eyes hidden in the hole, Zhang Jinhao couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine, and added, "She's going to stay at her parents' house for a while, and she's been calling me these past few days, I..."

"I didn't even ask you about the suitcase, what are you explaining to me?" Gu Xinglan walked upstairs.

This startled Zhang Jinhao, causing him to take a few steps back.

Gu Xinglan took the suitcase. "I'll help you."

Three suitcases were placed side by side in the living room.

The two people on the sofa were drinking tea, and the calming aroma of the tea filled the entire hall, but it couldn't soothe someone's restless heart.

After finishing his drink, Zhang Jinhao wiped his sweat with a tissue, his lips twitching. It took him a while to force a laugh. "Is there anything else you need?"

"If not, I'll just carry the box to send it by courier..."

Before he could react, Zhang Jinhao stood up, tugged at his coat a few times, and quickly pushed the three suitcases to the door.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The middle-aged man was frantically pushing and shoving in the snow, twisting his hips and shaking his head as he pushed this one and that one at a time.

Seeing this, Gu Xinglan couldn't help but find it amusing.

As the snow fell heavier and heavier, the cold wind must have been whipping snowflakes against my face just like before, with a bone-chilling cold.

"Uncle Zhang, please slow down, the roads are slippery in the snow," Gu Xinglan called out as she opened the door.

Upon hearing someone's voice, Zhang Jinhao's face stiffened, and he quickly quickened his pace.

While pushing, he glanced back in Xinglan's direction and shouted, "I'm fine! I'm really fine! I can manage!"

Does this look like everything is alright?

Gu Xinglan raised her eyebrows, said nothing more, and silently followed behind.

One after the other, the snow on the ground made the path in the yard seem extremely long.

The footprints were crooked and uneven, and the wheels of the suitcase made intermittent marks in the snow.

Fate plays tricks on people. Just as he was about to reach his destination, he stepped on a stone. Zhang Jinhao waved his hands frantically, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, when he slipped and fell to the snow. The box overturned, scattering its contents all over the ground.

"Ouch!"

The middle-aged man, whose buttocks were in excruciating pain, cried out in agony and scrambled to his feet.

As a result, the skin on my right palm, which wasn't wearing a glove, was scraped off, and blood immediately oozed out, turning into a red, clotted substance in an instant.

The injured hand was quickly wrapped in a cotton cover.

Gu Xinglan took off her own and put it on the other person.

"No need! I can do it myself!" Zhang Jinhao quickly turned around, extremely anxious.

Various items were scattered on the ground.

There were no women's clothes or cosmetics, but men's winter clothes, men's boots, and even a few pairs of underwear and instant noodles.

“Uncle Zhang, this is…” Gu Xinglan frowned and looked up at Zhang Jinhao.

Zhang Jinhao's face turned pale instantly. He stuffed everything back into the box, his voice urgent: "These...these things all belong to my eldest son. He has no clothes to wear at his grandmother's house..."