He ran over, completely ignoring the nurses at the nurses' station and the bodyguards outside, and kissed her. However, he only kissed her for a moment before leaving. Gu Han breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Nan Yu finally come out.
"Did I make things difficult for you?"
Dengxin chuckled: "No, I ate and drank well inside, and even took a nap. Did you eat dinner tonight?"
Gu Han nodded.
Actually, he hadn't eaten and still didn't have much of an appetite. To be honest, the young master would worry about urging him to eat, so he lied a little. There were spies everywhere, so he didn't dare to go too far.
"Go back and rest tonight. I have a bed inside, you'll be fine sleeping. It's already midnight, look how long you've been up."
As she spoke, she reached out to touch Gu Han's dark circles.
The benches outside aren't comfortable to sit on either.
Bodyguards stood guard outside the door on the left, and a nurses' station was on the right. Behind them, the duty room was filled with doctors, who were constantly monitoring Nan's father's condition.
People are everywhere.
I can't even kiss you.
Nan Yu took Gu Han to the public restroom downstairs. As soon as he moved, the bodyguard by the door followed. Only then did Nan Yu realize that this bodyguard was not guarding his father, but had come to see him!
They follow every step we take.
Reaching the elevator, she couldn't help but glare back: "What? I'm not going to run away! How much does my dad pay you? Can I double it?"
Gu Han knew all the bodyguards. He patted the boy on the back reassuringly, went over and talked to the two of them for a while, and then went downstairs. One bodyguard stood guard at the stairwell, and the other at the elevator entrance.
As long as they don't leave that level, you don't need to follow them.
Toilet.
Nan Yu tiptoed, wanting to kiss the lips she had longed for, but Gu Han turned his head away. Deng Xin was taken aback. Afraid that he would misunderstand, Gu Han put his arm around his waist and explained:
"I'm afraid I'll kiss your lips until they're swollen, and it won't be good if your father sees it."
Nan Yu raised her hand and turned her head away, then stood on tiptoe to kiss him. Her fair fingertips skillfully teased the man's sensitive earlobe. Gu Han's face flushed red, and he gripped her slender wrist so tightly that the fabric around her wrist was wrinkled.
A low, hoarse voice: "Stop fooling around."
Dengxin pulled her arm back, her previously teasing hand clenching into a fist.
The punch landed on Gu Han's lower abdomen. The force wasn't heavy, but it wasn't light either. It hit a vulnerable spot on the human body, catching him off guard, and he suddenly bent over.
The young master helped Gu Han up again, and taking advantage of Gu Han's pain and lack of strength to resist, he cupped Gu Han's handsome face and kissed him, sucking and biting, making Gu Han's soul drift away.
He really wanted to forget everything and just have some toilet play.
But the consequences were something I really didn't want to think about. Reason finally prevailed over lust. I hugged the boy and kissed him a few times where he couldn't see me, just to satisfy my craving. I quickly straightened his clothes.
Holding her small face in her hands, her voice was low, husky, and gentle: "I will work hard for our future, believe me."
To put it bluntly, a housekeeper is just a servant.
How could Nan's father possibly approve of it?
The day after Gu Han slept with Nan Yu, he started thinking about his future. He decided that he should either go into politics or business; nothing else would work.
Politics requires too much time to mature, and given his current situation, he can't afford to waste that time. He can only go into business. Gu Han doesn't have much ambition, and the old man has promised him that as long as he can raise his grandson well, he will set him free.
I originally planned to save up an eight-figure sum and retire, then just eat, drink, and have fun, and my life would pass by like that. Who knew...
"You don't need to work hard. As long as my dad agrees, we can be together. I'll take care of you then." (Kiss on the lips)
Gu Han stared at the pink lips, wanting to peck them hard, but afraid of leaving a mark. He held down the restless little paws, pinning the boy behind with one hand, leaving only a light kiss on the corner of the boy's mouth. His throat tightened slightly, and he suppressed his desire to speak:
"Go back to sleep, it's getting late."
"Then you should go back tonight, or find a hotel outside. I'm fine here, but you need to take care of yourself."
Gu Han nodded.
Nan Yu's father disagreed, and Nan Yu was really afraid that she would hear bad news about Gu Han as soon as she opened her eyes. She stood on tiptoe to kiss him, and Gu Han rubbed her little head, forced a smile, and comforted her.
"Don't worry, I will take good care of myself and strive to grow old with you."
The wick hummed in agreement, feeling a little depressed.
The hardest hurdle to overcome is getting past your parents.
If Nan Yu's father only wanted to use him, Deng Xin wouldn't have had to make things difficult for him. But his father doted on his son, prioritizing the interests of the group over his son's.
"Let's kiss for a while." She pouted her little lips.
Gu Han lowered his head and kissed her, then quickly pulled away, even turning his head towards the partition. Deng Xin frowned: "What are you doing? Why did you leave right after we were kissing?"
Gu Han is addicted to drugs; if he doesn't leave Nan Yu, she's afraid he'll kill her.
"Listen to me, there's plenty of time later. Go back and rest, I'll take you."
Only then did the lamp wick reluctantly return.
Nan's father wasn't seriously ill. As long as Nan Yu didn't upset him, he was discharged from the hospital the next day and went home to recuperate. His wives were incredibly attentive, showering him with care and making nourishing soups for him.
Nanmu is worshipping Buddha, and with Nanyu, her status is very secure.
There is absolutely no need for men.
Especially since Nan Yu's father is a womanizer. Only a concubine who has no status and wants money would bother to compete for favor. Even if it weren't for Nan Yu, her first two sons would still be successful, not to mention that she has all the trump cards.
Nan's mother heard about her youngest son's affair with the steward.
As soon as he returned, he called the person over.
The Buddhist hall is located on the west side of the villa, some distance away. Unlike the Western-style villa, the Buddhist hall is an ancient building, surrounded by pine trees and paved with stone bricks. Occasionally, you can see a gardener trimming flowers and plants along the way.
Nan Yu entered the Buddhist hall.
A gentle breeze blew, and the autumn air was chilly. Nan's mother could feel the cold emanating from her son. Seeing that he was only wearing a thin sweatshirt, she asked Chen's mother to get him a coat.
Nan Yu: "Mom, I'm not cold."
The wealthy seem to be favored by time; at fifty-four, Nan's mother looked much younger than her actual age, with a quiet and dignified demeanor, slender fingers, and no signs of sagging skin.
He walked up to Nan Yu, reached out his hand, and the lamp wick was taken aback.
I instinctively reached out my hand.
When Nan's mother saw the bandages wrapped around his hand, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Although she hadn't gone, she knew exactly where the father and son were going.
"Does it still hurt?"
She touched the bandage, but didn't dare to use too much force, afraid of hurting her son. The child has been delicate since he was little, and he will cry if it hurts.
The wick: "It doesn't hurt."
Nan's mother sighed. The nanny quickly brought the clothes back after a long bus ride and handed them to the young master. Nan Yu didn't want to wear them, but Nan's mother said, "You're just putting on a show in front of your father, but you don't need to in front of me."
With his scheme exposed, Dengxin had no choice but to obediently put on his coat.
Her fair, delicate face looked like a finely crafted figurine.
Nan's mother had six sons and longed for a daughter, but unfortunately, she was not destined to have one.
Nan Yu has an androgynous appearance and is very handsome. His mother likes him, but she is afraid that her other sons will feel unbalanced, so she usually restrains herself. When she sees him alone, her eyes are full of maternal love.
How could I not love my youngest son?
"You know?" Nan Yu asked.
"Um."
Nan Yu was nervous, her mouth opening and closing hesitantly before she finally asked cautiously, "Mom, will you be like Dad? I genuinely like the housekeeper, it's not just a fling, I can take responsibility for him..."
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