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"Mr. Gu, it's been a long time."
The butler smiled kindly, walked over slowly in his leather shoes, and said to someone, "Little Xu, it's time to go study."
Upon hearing the word "study," Xu Mufeng hugged Gu Xinglan tightly.
The man who had just been demanding justice was now too ashamed to even show his face. He patted the child with a sheepish smile and said, "You go with Grandpa Butler first."
...With Xu Mufeng's disappointed look, Gu Xinglan could only watch helplessly as the child was led away by the housekeeper.
hall.
Many new vases and various ornaments appeared. He wiped them for a long time with a cloth, not missing any nooks or crannies. The things were as shiny as ever, but his hands were turned white from being soaked in water.
Not far behind, on a sofa, sat someone drinking tea and holding a newspaper.
These days, few people read newspapers, unless they have a childhood halo and enjoy the slight rustling sound of the newspaper's edges being brushed.
It is clear that Lai Tae-ho is not currently in office.
"Have you finished your tea? I'll brew you a fresh pot." Gu Xinglan came out of the kitchen after washing her hands and went straight to the sofa.
The scent of men's cologne was slightly unfamiliar; the other person seemed to have changed their perfume. It smelled like mint, cool and refreshing, but it wasn't quite like that; it was more like the salty, damp, and chilly scent of the ocean.
The reason he could smell it so clearly was because he didn't dare to look up at all.
This person dressed up today, even tying his tie neatly at the collar. It seems like he's filming a TV show and is feeling self-conscious. After all, it's impossible for someone not to read the online comments about him; the netizens are praising him to the skies.
Her mind was racing, and it wasn't until she finished making the tea that Gu Xinglan slowly spoke: "President Li, are you aware of the injury on Xu Mufeng's face?"
In front of the camera, this man appears kind and approachable.
"Please sit down. I just wanted to tell you about something."
"You say you say."
The person dressed as a maid awkwardly wiped their hands on their thighs, and when they sat down, they straightened their backs, which was completely captured by the camera.
“Xu is very smart. I think if he can receive a better education, he will definitely be more outstanding than He Tai.”
"How could that be? No, that's not true. Young Master is the real expert. He's on his way to take the entrance exam today."
This remark caused the person on the opposite sofa to pause for a moment.
If it weren't for those incidents, Lai Ho-tai would have filmed campus life long ago, instead of being unable to even get into the school now.
Originally, it would have been difficult for Xu Mufeng to get into a prestigious school, but unexpectedly, the child has been attending for several days already, while Li Hetai has not yet started filming.
"But the entrance exams have already started today, and I've come to tell you the good news." Actually, it was bad news.
He came to the villa to find Li Taihe, not only to make money, but also to get the other party to solve that old man's problem.
The only person I have connections with who can influence this matter is probably the other party.
"Really? That's great news."
Unable to discern the tone of the voice, Gu Xinglan looked up and saw the other person's ambiguous smile.
"What about Xu Mufeng? What happened to the injury on his face? I'm really worried."
Li Taihe took out his phone and slowly moved it across the table: "The children's squabble has been resolved, it's nothing to worry about."
On the phone was a photo of two children holding gifts and shaking hands with Xu Mufeng, making peace.
However, he would have to go to Xu Mufeng to find out the specifics of the situation.
After all, the kids around me are all quite cunning; some are precocious, and the others are probably much the same.
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The sun is rising outside.
From morning until now, the photographer noticed that the person in the camera was repeatedly doing housework, so he came over.
"Mr. Gu, how late will your work continue?"
"Five o'clock, I'll go back to pick up Li Hetai at five o'clock," Gu Xinglan said with a smile, wiping the sweat from her forehead.
"Okay, I'll go over there first." The cameraman left after the footage was almost finished.
Inside the villa, there was also a photographer who specifically filmed Xu Mufeng.
From his vantage point, he could now see children in another hall awkwardly and clumsily engaging in ballroom dancing, their hands and feet barely connected to the same body, their movements disorganized and disorganized.
He watched for only two seconds, then, finding the child's embarrassed expression quite peculiar, he took out his phone to take a picture.
The next second, the phone was snatched away by a large hand.
"You little brat, are you bullying my little brother?"
Li Yuechang, with a stern face, held his phone high, his eyes fixed on someone. Seeing the person's surprised expression, he chuckled:
"You stood me up last time without even apologizing. You still owe me an apology."
...His face was filled with an indescribable sullenness.
So this person still remembers.
"Be careful, that phone is brand new." Gu Xinglan looked at the other person, unable to utter a word for a long time.
"Never mind, go to the study, someone is looking for you."
Li Yuechang's thoughts of teasing him dissipated, and he tossed his phone aside.
A black shadow streaked across the air.
He reacted quickly and rushed over, but missed his chance. The phone fell onto the sofa with a "thud," bounced a few times, and almost fell to the floor.
A few days ago, he skipped this person's drinking party halfway through, and now this person is deliberately messing with him. Thinking of those books, Gu Xinglan sighed, turned around and looked behind him, only to see the other person casually going to the hall to watch Xu Mufeng dance ballroom dance.
kitchen.
Gu Xinglan specially brought up the freshly stewed food.
All along the way, we could see the program's cameras, which were unique to the production crew, until we reached the study.
He knocked twice.
As soon as the door opened, the smell of ink wafted out.
On the red oak desk sat two computers, while the people surrounding it rested with their heads propped up and eyes closed.
Seeing this, he lowered his footsteps.
Since the other party sent him, he might as well follow the example of Cheng Men Li Xue (standing in the snow outside Cheng Men's door) to show his loyalty.
It's just that it's not freezing cold now, and there's no heavy snowfall; all I have is a plate in my hand.
With a soft "bang," Gu Xinglan quietly closed the door and waited silently at the entrance.
As the steam from the plate gradually dissipated, the originally translucent white fungus became somewhat cloudy after cooling down.
This stop was so long that Gu Xinglan fell asleep.
He drank alcohol and stayed up late last night. He got up at six o'clock this morning to clean the house and make breakfast. He then rushed to send Li Hetai to school and then worked for half a day at the Changgu villa.
Now that everything was quiet around her and the desk lamp in the study was yellow, Gu Xinglan felt drowsy.
At first, the upper and lower eyelids only occasionally touched lightly. Before long, they began to tentatively clash, feeling as heavy as lead. The double eyelids slowly but resolutely drooped down, while the lower eyelids tried to rise and resist.
Each contact was accompanied by a slight sway of the head.
Gu Xinglan blinked hard to stay awake.
Every time, I feel like I'm already asleep on that sofa, but when I briefly wake up, I find myself leaning against the door.
No, if this continues, he's going to drop what he's holding.
"Gu Xinglan?"
"Gu Xinglan?"
It was like a hallucination; his brief dream just now seemed to have imagined the scene of Li Taihe telling him to get out and go to sleep.
Thinking about it that way, it just passed by.
After setting the plates down, Gu Xinglan lay down on the sofa and started to sleep.
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