30: Chapter 30 I Want Her to Serve Me (30)
30: Chapter 30 I Want Her to Serve Me (30)
Presidential Suite, Study.
Huangfu Jue sat in front of the desk, documents spread out before him, his eyes gazing at the papers, yet his focus wasn’t truly on them.
It wasn’t until the door was knocked that he snapped back to reality.
The assistant carefully pushed open the door to the study, “Sir, the Tattoo Artist has been brought here.”
Huangfu Jue nodded slightly, the assistant left, and shortly after, brought a Tattoo Artist inside.
This was the Tattoo Artist’s first visit to such a place, already intimidated by Huangfu Jue’s bearing, sitting on a chair pulled up by the assistant, awkward in every move.
Huangfu, would you like to get a tattoo?”
Huangfu Jue leaned back in his chair, “I want to ask you a few questions.”
“Can tattoos be removed?”
“In theory, they can be.
There are many methods for tattoo removal, with laser being the best option.”
“After removal, will there be any differences from the original skin?”
“If the previous tattoo was light in color, or the area small, it might not be noticeable.
However, it’s quite unlikely to match the original skin exactly; there will be some traces.
Huangfu is considering tattoo removal, I suggest visiting a cosmetic clinic abroad, as they might have better advice.”
Huangfu Jue nodded, gestured softly to the assistant, and the assistant promptly escorted the Tattoo Artist out of his study.
Moments later, the assistant returned and placed a pair of wide-rimmed, plain glasses on his desk.
“These were found in the bathroom.”
Huangfu Jue glanced at the glasses at the edge of the desk, picked them up to scrutinize them closely— the view through the lenses remained unchanged— they were plain glasses.
While Huangfu Jue examined the glasses, the assistant handed over the neatly folded fax as well.
“This is Gan Tang’s application form you requested.”
The form clearly listed Gan Tang’s information.
Name: Gan Tang, Nationality: M Country…
His gaze fell on the birthdate entry, and Huangfu Jue’s blue eyes narrowed.
Based on this date, the conception would have been around the previous November, the timing perfectly aligned.
Fingertips clutching the fax on the desk, Huangfu Jue recalled the details of his recent encounter with Gan Yuan…
His blue eyes grew more intense.
His lips moved slowly, uttering her name and his child’s, and then, the man abruptly stood up.
“Get ready, I’m going to pick them up personally.”
When Gan Yuan came out of the room, Gan Tang was already prepared.
The little guy was dressed in a white shirt, a gray suit, a little black bow tie around his neck, looking every bit the elegant young gentleman.
Compared to her son’s formality, Gan Yuan was just in a casual home outfit— an oversized T-shirt, gray sweatpants, wholly giving off the vibe of a post-dinner walk.
“Mommy,” the little guy said with a tone of dissatisfaction, “you’re too casual!”
Gan Yuan straightened her slightly damp hair, “We’re not going on a blind date, why dress up so fancy?”
No sooner had she spoken than the doorbell rang.
Gan Tang scurried over to open the door.
It was too late for Gan Yuan to stop him; Gan Tang had already pushed the security door open.
Seeing Huangfu Jue standing outside, the little guy cried out in surprise, “Uncle Huangfu!”
From above the little guy’s head, glancing at Gan Yuan standing in the living room with a comb in hand, Huangfu Jue withdrew his gaze.
“Of course, please do!” The little guy politely stepped aside to let him in and led Huangfu Jue into the living room, “Let me introduce you.”