PDLP 81
81
"You, take some paper and wipe it first."
As if he had expected this, Li Huiwen took the paper and walked to the sofa.
"Petitioning and unreasonable demands will only hasten the termination of your cooperation with President Li, do you understand?"
"No... if he leaves me, I don't know how I'll go on living..."
"Twenty million, including a credit card from President Li, and a green card from another country. If you want anything else, you can keep asking. Your life shouldn't be just about one emotion."
The paper remained suspended in mid-air for a long time, and was not taken by the person on the sofa.
Fortunately, Li Huiwen adjusted her glasses, slowly raised her hand, and gently wiped the tears streaming from someone's eyes and cheeks with a tissue.
"If you don't want to become one of those buried underground in Changgu Villa, then let's go our separate ways and wish each other well. You can tell me anything you want..."
"No, I don't understand at all. I don't want money, I don't want a house, I don't want a car. I just want Li Taihe."
"..."
Looking at the stubborn person on the sofa, Li Huiwen sighed.
"Why are you so obsessed with President Li? Although he is handsome, makes money, is strong, and speaks more than four languages... he also has flaws. Didn't you see? He likes blood. He gets excited when he sees blood..."
With a loud "bang".
The sudden sound of the door opening interrupted Li Huiwen's words.
You hear someone's voice before you see them:
"Fuck your mother! What the hell did you do to my boss?!"
The newcomer flexed all his muscles, clenched his fists, his face turned dark, and his brows furrowed so deeply they looked like they could trap a fly.
“You damn gay bastard, how dare you covet things you shouldn’t have, you’re not worthy…” Li Yuechang walked over hurriedly and grabbed Gu Xinglan’s bangs without hesitation.
As a result, when their gaze fell upon that face that was no longer covered by hair... they fell silent.
The person on the sofa had slightly trembling shoulders, and tears were streaming down their face like beads from a broken string.
Especially her thick, moist eyelashes, which looked like grass blades covered in dew, tangled together in a wet mess.
The once bright and lively light in her eyes was gone, completely overwhelmed by sorrow, leaving only a hazy mist, as if hiding endless grievances and grief.
Li Huiwen slapped the hand that was grabbing someone's hair away.
"Let's talk things out."
Thinking that he would need this person again tomorrow, Li Yuechang let out a heavy snort, silently warning, "If you dare to mess with me again, I'll beat you to a pulp..."
With his eyes closed, Li Huiwen struck the person next to him hard with his elbow.
"Alright, stop saying useless things. As for replacing you, I'll discuss it with President Li. If you're willing to listen to us, we won't do anything to you."
"Um……"
The person on the sofa wiped away tears, appearing extremely grateful, and said in a trembling voice, "I will be obedient. If you tell me to go east, I will never go west. Even if you tell me to bang my head against a wall, I will do it until I'm bleeding profusely..."
"stop."
Li Huiwen rubbed his forehead: "Alright, I'll send you the documents for tomorrow. Remember to read them. Get some rest tonight."
After saying that, Li Huiwen pulled a certain angry person and prepared to leave. When they reached the entrance hall...
"and many more!"
Li Huiwen turned her head.
"Could we replace tomorrow's lightly salted water with honey lemon water?"
"..."
The door opened and closed again, leaving Gu Xinglan alone in the house.
The surroundings were quiet; the previous sounds of breathing, sobbing, fireworks, and drones had all vanished.
System: [Strong.]
Overwhelmed by emotions and unable to calm down for a while, Gu Xinglan walked to the bar, picked up the glass that someone hadn't finished drinking, and slowly took a sip.
This is a classic Manhattan cocktail made with whiskey.
The initial taste is unprecedentedly bitter and spicy, but as the wine slowly flows down the throat, a hint of sweetness can be tasted.
This sweetness is not simply the sweetness of sugar, but rather carries a subtle sweet aroma of vanilla, spice, and herbs.
I have to say, this person has the makings of a bartender.
"System, let me explain. The state you just experienced is called separation anxiety and psychological imbalance, which often occurs when one party cannot accept the end of a close relationship."
System: [I thought it was dissociative identity disorder.]
"Is not funny."
System: [Ahem, just kidding... Are you sure you can stay next to the target by doing this?]
How will we know if we don't give it a try?
Opportunity won't wait for him; rather than choosing to die in silence, he should choose to erupt.
A vast space.
A solitary figure sits in a rocking chair by the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a wine glass, slowly admiring the rooftop party on the opposite building and the lingering traces of fireworks in the sky.
……
early morning.
The first rays of sunlight, like strands of golden gauze, gently brushed across the edge of the city and slowly peered into the tall buildings.
The outlines of the furniture gradually became clear in the morning light.
The cushions on the sofa seemed to be edged with gold, and the glass surface of the coffee table shimmered with tiny sparkles.
As for the person in the bed, she was like a celestial being descended to earth.
The curves outlined by the silk pajamas resemble a stream gently caressed by sunlight, meandering and flowing.
This is the scene that Li Huiwen saw when she brought in breakfast.
The person not wearing women's clothing had slender, muscular muscles that were subtly hidden in the seams of their clothes, making them a work of art that was beyond compare. Not to mention their short, light-colored, choppy hair, which was dazzlingly bright when illuminated by the light from the window.
"Mr. Gu, it's time for breakfast."
The person on the bed propped themselves up slightly, resting their hands on their forehead and pouting.
"I'm a bit hungover, I need to brush my teeth." Gu Xinglan couldn't stand the smell of alcohol in her mouth.
"Okay, I'll have someone bring up what you requested right now."
He specifically asked for honey lemon water last night.
Gu Xinglan washed up quickly, and as soon as she stepped out of the bathroom, she grabbed a cup and started chugging.
The sweet and sour water instantly revitalized me, and the churning discomfort in my stomach gradually subsided.
After finishing his drink, his eyes narrowed with satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.
Sunlight, dazzling, has been brought to life.
"Thank you for buying breakfast."
Gu Xinglan sat down at the dining table and opened the breakfast bag. As a result, a gaze from the side was extremely direct and impossible for him to ignore.
When I looked up, I found someone still standing there, perfectly still.
"Hmm... together?" Gu Xinglan made a request: "I happen to have something I'd like to ask you."
"it is good."
Breakfast included fried dough sticks and various steamed buns, but the drink wasn't soy milk or regular milk; it was coffee…
Gu Xinglan moved the coffee to Li Huiwen, a slight smile playing on her lips, her eyes scanning upwards with a questioning look: "Where did President Li sleep last night?"
"In Mr. Li's own room."
Seeing Li Huiwen drinking coffee, Gu Xinglan then eagerly handed him a pan-fried bacon and egg toast: "Did he say anything? Or did he react in any way?"
"If you're worried that President Li might be angry with you, you can rest assured. President Li has seen more than you have eaten rice. What hasn't he seen? At most, he's just curious and puzzled. Don't worry."
"..."
Gu Xinglan tucked her hands together under the table.
No, he shouted until his voice was hoarse yesterday, and the person didn't react at all...
Sure enough, this tactic is absurd and ineffective against mentally strong people.
System: [This isn't absurd, this is called overtaking on a curve. Unfortunately, in the face of a psychological master, the car broke down before it even started.]