Became a vicious male mother

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Did you read the file I sent you yesterday?

Gu Xinglan snapped out of her reverie, raised her eyebrows, and nodded: "I've finished reading it, but there's one thing I don't understand."

"Ok?"

Li Huiwen paused in her action of cutting toast with a knife and looked up.

When their gazes met, Gu Xinglan cleared her throat, her eyes filled with inquiry, and asked, "What is a Yin-Yang Auction?"

Yesterday, while drinking, he looked at the documents the other party sent him, and when he saw the words "yin and yang," he thought he had misread them.

Comprehensive auctions typically auction artworks or luxury goods, or at the very least, real estate and asset auctions. More niche auctions might feature antique cars or luxury vehicles. He could interpret these as "yang," meaning things that are visible and in the public eye.

What about "yin"?

A gun? Or...

Gu Xinglan shivered.

With a clang, Li Huiwen put down the knife.

She moved the plate of sliced ​​toast back to him, her voice flat: "Originally, you only needed to accompany President Li on a perfunctory role, but now there's a scene that needs you. It's simple, you just need to act in one scene."

"..."

Gu Xinglan glanced at the person sitting opposite her, puzzled: "Could you explain in detail?"

"eat first."

Li Huiwen did not give him a chance to ask further questions.

Those eyes were covered by lenses, which reflected the light from the window, making it impossible to discern any expression.

The man quickly tidied up the tableware, took the half-cup of coffee, pulled out a chair, and left the room.

No information was disclosed.

...He's like someone groping in the dark, not knowing how deep it is. He might step into a hole dug by a crab and be swept away by the current.

"System, how much time do I have left?"

System: [You have 62 hours left, a little over two days.]

Upon hearing this, the breakfast on the table instantly turned into a death knell.

Gu Xinglan changed her slow movements and stuffed the entire toast into her mouth in a few bites.

Just then, my phone started ringing in my pocket, so I had to take it out while I was eating.

Li Taihe?

He hurriedly pressed the answer button.

"Taihe?"

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Want to come over and eat here?"

"I was drunk yesterday, so I don't remember clearly."

Asked three times in a row.

There was a long pause on the other end of the phone, then a chilling voice said: "[Come over and get dressed after you finish eating. I'm only giving you twenty minutes.]"

After saying that, the phone screen lit up, and all that remained in my ears was the beeping sound.

The chewing motion in my mouth gradually weakened, and my mind unconsciously began to replay those seemingly insane love words.

Gu Xinglan was still a little flustered, her face slightly flushed.

Yesterday... he definitely went too far.

Thinking about how I rubbed that person's clothes until they were covered in snot and tears last night, and even tore their clothes into rags, I suddenly wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

My thoughts are in complete disarray.

Gu Xinglan took the elevator to Li Taihe's house.

The building is very private, and the upper floors seem to provide long-term housing for various important figures.

The door is unlocked.

As soon as he reached the door, it opened automatically.

This place is almost another, even more luxurious place.

The walls were covered with a thick layer of transparent glass, and beyond the glass was water, with faint shadowy figures visible swimming in it. The floor was covered with white carpets, shimmering with various mottled blue spots.

There was even a whole tiger skin placed where the men were sitting.

When the gaze shifted to the corner, there were rows of black spears, and above the muzzles were tiger heads with open mouths and bared fangs.

The overall style carries a subtle sense of gloom and coldness.

When Gu Xinglan saw the hunting rifles, her previous thoughts of throwing a tantrum immediately vanished.

"President Li!"

He immediately straightened his back, cold sweat beading on his forehead, and moved swiftly and decisively, his eyes fixed straight ahead, taking a few strides to reach the man.

Li Taihe sat on the sofa with his legs crossed.

Two dark eyes stared silently at the computer screen, not giving him a single glance.

"Put on that outfit in half an hour."

When he spoke, the man's handsome face no longer had its usual formulaic smile, its usual casual languor, or its usual humor.

He felt almost completely cold, and his tone of voice was as if he were talking to an insignificant, dead object.

Is this the complexion that Lai Wai-man described as someone who "has eaten more salt than rice"?

What does "at most curiosity and doubt" mean?

Despite her thoughts, Gu Xinglan was extremely obedient. She turned around repeatedly, ran to the bag of clothes, and was about to take off her pajamas.

Then a cold, deep voice sounded from behind: "Go to the toilet and change."

"..."

Gu Xinglan kept a straight face, picked up the bag of clothes, and kept walking.

My feet almost rubbed against the carpet and sparks flew as I hurried into the passageway.

There's a road on the left, and a road on the right.

He couldn't find the bathroom.

Gu Xinglan swallowed hard and peeked nervously out from behind the wall: "Mr. Li, may I ask where the bathroom is?"

But this person didn't even lift his head, let alone move his eyes.

Just ignore him.

"Li..."

Before he could speak, a warm hand covered his open mouth.

"Are you trying to call me back? Can't you see that Mr. Li is busy?"

He has a rough voice and speaks in a vulgar manner.

Gu Xinglan turned around and pushed Li Yuechang's shoulder away: "Can you take me to the bathroom? I only have half an hour."

"Just talk, don't touch me!" Li Yuechang seemed disgusted. He turned around, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped his hands fiercely. As he wiped, he said ruthlessly, "You better behave yourself today. If you mess up President Li's business, you can forget about living."

He understood when I filled out my personal information yesterday.

But what was the point of bringing him to see the fireworks last night? What's the purpose of the video we filmed? Is it related to this auction? Why did we bring him here in the first place? And why did we make him act? We didn't even tell him what kind of act he was supposed to be in.

Puzzled!

The two of them wandered around until they reached their destination.

Gu Xinglan walked into the bathroom and stared straight into the mirror.

The face in the mirror had red lips, white teeth, and a complexion like a peach blossom.

"System, do you have any buffs?"

System: [Host, you've never liked those buffs, so I've already rejected them for you.]

"Yeah……"

The Li family was too much for him to handle, and now he wanted to use those strange and unusual buffs.

"Next time, don't refuse me. Keep it for me; I might need it someday."

System: [Do I need to remind you?]

"Need not."

After washing her hands, Gu Xinglan opened the bag and took out a long, low-cut fishtail skirt.

The key point is that there's also a undulating silicone prop at the bottom of the bag.

In an instant, the moment their eyes met, her face turned so red it felt like it was about to bleed.

Her eyes darted around, and Gu Xinglan's eyes widened as she quickly closed the bag.

Seeing this, the system asked in confusion: [Wasn't it said that there's no gender distinction in front of doctors?]

"This statement can only be used in specific scenarios. It's like asking you, 'If you, as a system, can't distinguish gender, are you a doctor?' That's a logically flawed question."

system:[……]

"Similarly, I studied psychology, which is not part of surgery or internal medicine; it's a specialized and independent discipline. Men and women differ in their emotional expression, problem presentation, and coping mechanisms. I can't simply assume that. Sometimes, when advising patients to let go of their problems, I also use gender. Humans are social animals, and gender is a broad category. To a certain extent, it can give patients a sense of belonging, thus providing them with a psychological suggestion that they are ordinary people..."

System: [Wait, is this the time to talk about this?]

[Host, you don't need to be shy anymore. You have nineteen minutes left until the time limit given to you by the NPC.]

I absolutely have to wear this silicone mold.

Gu Xinglan closed her eyes tightly, her fingers trembling.