Became a vicious male mother

72

The reporter from Outlook Weekly should have also investigated the surveillance footage of the villa.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have sent people over on a typhoon day, ostensibly for an interview but actually to secretly investigate the villa's condition.

Gu Xinglan looked around and finally saw that familiar figure.

Wearing a red sports jacket, jeans, and studded details, the reporter surnamed Jiang changed back into that outfit and is even avoiding his gaze now.

"Sir, I've always been diligent and hardworking, driving Young Master Li and Young Master Yu to and from school. Not to mention these past two months, with so many people missing from the villa, I've taken care of parking and washing the cars whenever I could. You haven't been back for ten or fifteen days, and some of the cars have become malfunctioning from being parked for so long, so I'm the one who found the repairmen. I'm absolutely loyal to you!" The driver's sideburns were gray, his face was covered in wrinkles, and his eyes were cloudy, with tears even visible upon closer inspection. When he saw Li Taihe's downward gaze, he even raised his hand to wipe away his tears.

"Yes, yes, the generator issue was all my carelessness. If you want to blame someone, blame me!"

Suddenly, the person at Li Taihe's feet slammed his head against the ground, hitting his black leather shoes hard.

"is it?"

The man countered with a question.

The two people, who were weeping uncontrollably, suddenly fell silent.

"Huiwen".

"President Li." Li Huiwen stepped forward with the documents and announced loudly, "Except for driver Chen and warehouse manager Liang, all others are to have their employment contracts terminated. Next Monday, all of them will have their identities verified with the housekeeper."

The Li family didn't care about the breach of contract fees from just over a hundred people.

Many people who live in villas have been working there for decades, and have long regarded the villa as an integral part of their lives.

"No! I won't agree! I watched you grow up..." The person who rushed over from the restaurant had scraped knees and bloodshot eyes. He stopped speaking as he thought of something, his face streaked with tears, and said pitifully, "I don't ask you to remember the six years I took care of your mentor. At least think of Young Master Li. He's your 'own flesh and blood.' Without us, is he supposed to go to school and eat alone? If it weren't for the wedding, think about how long it's been since you came back to Changgu..."

After the woman finished speaking, she kowtowed to the floor, tears dripping down her face and slowly overflowing into the cracks between the tiles.

The scene was extremely bizarre.

No one dared to stand up and speak out.

When Gu Xinglan saw a reporter secretly taking out the marked pen, she looked away.

These servants keep saying they're doing this for the young master, but what have they done for Li Hetai?

In Li Hetai's room, the desk, bookshelves, and cabinets were covered in tall, hidden squares, all covered in dust. Inside the wardrobe, besides the school uniform, there were only a few everyday clothes. Through the square clothes, one could even imagine little Li Hetai standing in front of the wardrobe, which was as tall as two people, slowly folding his clothes.

Even his posture when dumping trash was exceptionally skillful. Li Hetai knew how to lift a trash can that was almost as wide as himself, and he also knew where to dump the trash.

Inside the bathroom, there was not only a sink but also a fresh air system. The buttons were high up and difficult to press, so after Li Hetai finished showering, he could only leave the room filled with steam.

He still remembers when he first came into this world, Li and Tai were both dirty. Now that he thinks about it, it was probably because of the busy courses and training that he didn't even have time to wash his clothes or wear any clothes, so he could only make himself dirty.

He wouldn't have known any of this if he hadn't slept in Li Hetai's room for one night, if he hadn't gotten the floor wet, if he hadn't taken a shower in the bathroom and hidden in the closet.

Did these servants fulfill their duties to Li Hetai? Do these people still recognize Li Hetai as their young master?

With her mind in complete disarray, Gu Xinglan sighed.

"Madam, is there anything you'd like to say?"

The man's footsteps were silent; he had already walked up to him without him even realizing it.

Do you think what I'm doing is reasonable?

Facing those deep, dark gazes, Gu Xinglan turned her head and looked at the child in the dark green coat in the distance.

Before he could even see clearly, another child surnamed Yu blocked his way and even made a face at him.

Gu Xinglan said helplessly, "That's reasonable. This is your house, and I'll support whatever you want to do."

"This is your house too..."

Li Taihe's voice flowed like water as he spoke gently, "I don't come back often, so you are the owner of this villa. From the moment you married into the family, the entire villa and everyone in it belong to you. After all... He Tai is still young and does need someone to take care of him. What they said makes sense. I want to hear your true thoughts."

As she spoke, she gently placed her palm on his shoulder, her voice just loud enough for everyone to hear.

"..." Gu Xinglan gave a forced smile.

The servants in the villa often spoke coldly and sarcasticly. I still remember the night I arrived at the villa, the way the woman looked at Li Hetai with such hostility.

For Li Hetai, all he needs is one harsh person.

"...The villa can hire new people."

Gu Xinglan cleared her throat and said calmly, "Everyone is approaching retirement age; it's time to retire and return to our hometowns."

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone kneeling in the hall, including those kneeling in the restaurant, froze.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter broke the silence.

Li Taihe chuckled softly, his gaze towards him seemingly surprised, his tone tinged with admiration: "Since Madam says so, I have no choice but to comply. That's settled then..."

"No, no...that's not how it is!"

The driver, Chen, lying on the ground, suddenly raised his eyebrows and cried out in alarm, "Sir! Sir! You are the smartest man! You can't listen to that person!!"

"He...he's a promiscuous vixen!!!" Chen Hao pointed at the long-haired man and shouted angrily, "I saw the car...the car..."

The conversation abruptly shifted: "That reporter, it was you! I just saw them coming out of the young master's room, their clothes disheveled! The two of them were wearing only a single white sheet, their bodies practically glued together! Master... you mustn't listen to people who betray you like this!"

Chen Hao crawled on his knees, tears streaming down his face, until he reached the opposite side of Li Taihe. He pointed at a group of reporters and said, "It's that guy surnamed Jiang, you see!"

The six journalists accused froze, as if they were made of stone.

Someone was so angry that their nose twitched, their face turned red, and they shouted angrily, "What nonsense are you spouting? When have you ever seen Jiang Chuzheng? He went to shoot an article cover. There's no such thing as... nonsense you're talking about!"

"I really saw it! Right in the young master's room, in the villa's garden..."

"That's enough! If you continue to slander our outstanding employees, we will take legal action against you!"