Became a vicious male mother

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The air was deathly still at that moment.

The people on the ground had lost their former gentleness, their former vitality, their life force... completely vanished.

Xu Mufeng stared at it for a long time.

It lasted so long that my throat and lips became dry.

He felt like he was going to develop a mental illness from bottling it all up.

With a furrowed brow, Xu Mufeng reluctantly twisted his body and crawled to Gu Xinglan's side.

She lowered her head and gently wiped the tear stains on the person's face with her clean cheek.

"They're dead..."

Xu Mufeng thought of all sorts of words to say, but he couldn't bring himself to say them. In the end, he only said this one sentence before slowly lying on Gu Xinglan's back and biting the rope.

Soon, the sound of ropes rubbing together could be heard.

All around, there was a heavy gray smog pressing down on the factory like lead plates, along with a strong, pungent smell of blood and the desperate people on the ground.

This is what Li Taihe saw when he came in.

The person on the ground stared blankly into the eye, tears streaming down their face, each drop falling onto the bright red stone ground.

The former liveliness and gentleness have long since vanished, replaced by a heartbreaking numbness and despair.

It felt like I was being swallowed up by a dark, bottomless abyss.

In this deathly silent space, only a soulless shell remains, a scene of utter desolation.

Li Taihe walked to the side, pulled out a knife, and quickly untied the ropes binding Gu Xinglan.

"Wait, me too!"

Xu Mufeng, who had long sensed the presence of outsiders, wanted to shout these words, but the vague sense of fear in his heart ultimately suppressed his urge to utter them.

The man picked up Gu Xinglan, revealing an unusually broad back.

The aura they exuded was completely different from that of the people in the hospital.

He was decisive and ruthless.

This person... must have killed someone.

Until that figure disappeared into the smoke.

The rough rope on my hands made my wrists ache, not to mention the nauseating smell in my nostrils.

"Damn it!" Xu Mufeng spat.

Outside the abandoned factory, the lights were on.

Yellow warning tape was everywhere, in circles.

"President Li, the newspapers outside are ready. Several out-of-towners used the old machines in the old factory without permission and unfortunately died."

Li Taihe nodded.

"Mr. Li, wait a minute!" Someone caught up from behind: "What should we do with the children inside?"

“That child is no ordinary person. He wasn’t afraid of blood and had heard a lot of things he shouldn’t have.”

Just then, someone else rushed over from behind, holding the man in black under his arm: "Boss, we've spared them all. I even found one who tried to escape."

"Take them all back." Li Taihe held a grown man in his arms, his face calm and his heart pounding, showing no sign of losing his sharp edge.

The first thing the person who came to inquire noticed was that the boss was holding a man in his arms.

With just one glance, it seemed as if all the spiritual energy in the world had been absorbed into it.

……

The man in her arms had disheveled, sweat-dampened hair that clung tightly to his cheeks.

That face, like shattered porcelain, was no longer as exquisite as before. Its eyes were half-open, lifeless, empty and confused, and its lips were trembling slightly, as if silently telling the story of what had just happened.

Not to mention that the man's clothes were disheveled and tattered, almost in ruins, barely hanging on his body, and the color underneath could be vaguely seen.

Especially the crisscrossing red marks on her skin, like evil vines climbing wildly, with some places even covered in scabs, revealing a tragic beauty.

Those watching swallowed hard and rubbed their fingers together.

The man in black, kneeling on the ground with his hair being pulled, suddenly felt the pulling force, which had been so painful he couldn't speak, loosen a little.

He immediately shouted, "President Li! President Li! Spare my life, I'll tell you everything! I'll tell you everything! There's... there's another person! That person is the one who's actually in contact with the higher-ups!!"

The sound almost echoed, hovering in the air for several seconds, making people's ears hurt.

"Ah!" The man in black's hair was pulled up again.

"Say one more word and you'll lose your tongue," the person pulling on your hair said fiercely.

After making those remarks, his gaze couldn't help but drift back to the eldest brother's arms.

Don't look at it, look at it!

"what--"

The man in black suddenly let out another scream, deafeningly loud.

The hand on his head, for some unknown reason, suddenly grabbed his hair again, with a force many times greater than before.

The man in black, whose hair was being pulled, felt as if his scalp was being torn apart, and he fainted from the pain.

"Boss, I'm here to help you."

It's outrageous that someone dared to grab his boss by the neck!

The person gripping Li Taihe was none other than Gu Xinglan. Her hands were so taut that the veins bulged, and her fingertips were excessively red. Her two thumbs were pressing down on Li Taihe's throat without hesitation, not to mention her other fingers, which were almost embedded under Li Taihe's skin.

Li Taihe looked at the person in his arms who had been clinging to his neck and seemed disoriented just a second ago.

The next second, she reached out and angrily grabbed his neck with both hands.

The switch to change this began when the man in black begged for mercy.

Li Taihe remained unusually calm, his face turning a liverish color from being pinched, yet he still had the strength to say, "Take them back, the sooner the better."

"Boss! I'm really here to help you!" The person who spoke couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to pull Gu Xinglan's hand away.

When his gaze met Li Taihe's eyes, he stopped abruptly. His heart leaped into his throat, and he stammered, "I... I'll take them away right now."

……

The pressure on my neck was getting heavier and heavier.

This person really wanted to strangle him.

Li Taihe coughed, his voice hoarse: "Gu Xinglan, look carefully, who is holding you?"

"It's you..."

"It's all because of you..."

Gu Xinglan's pupils were unfocused, the whites of her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked extremely confused.

It felt like returning to a past life, shrouded in mist, filled with helplessness and boundless despair.

Reflected in his eyes the helpless, pale beauty in his arms, Li Taihe felt a pang of pity. He gently reached out and grabbed Gu Xinglan's wrists, pressing them down: "You are pitiful, but I can't let you strangle me to death."

"Find him a psychologist..." Li Taihe instructed the person next to him.

Suddenly, something seemed to flip a switch on this person.

The body, which had been struggling and twisting wildly, suddenly melted into a puddle of mud.

Li Taihe raised an eyebrow and adjusted the person in his arms to a comfortable position.

Just this one action.

The person in her arms suddenly reached out their hands again.

This time, however, there was no murderous intent, no strangulation, but instead, she put her arm around his neck again.

Li Taihe could even feel the person's chest rising and falling with each breath as they pressed against him.

Then I heard the other person's agonizing sobs.

It was as if this person had gone through countless hardships.