Beautiful mother and pretty daughter (129 to 133)

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129.
Just as the new year began, Wen Xiaoting received a postgraduate offer from a university in Australia.
She applied to this university after breaking up with Zhang Xiang the previous year; the program was two years long, similar to a professional master's degree in China, and would begin after the Spring Festival.
Although I was reluctant to let Wen Xiaoting go so far away, I was still very happy for her. It wasn't good for a young woman in her twenties to just run a small restaurant all day; she should go out, broaden her horizons, learn more, and bring back a degree.
That evening, I specially asked Qin Hao to close early and prepare a sumptuous dinner at Lao Qin's Private Kitchen to celebrate Wen Xiaoting's success. My mother, Qin Hao, Wen Xiaoting, He Xiaoqin, Wen Xiuxiu, and the two little brothers, Chen Mohui and Chen Airei, sat around the table.
Looking around, it was truly bittersweet to see our family missing Su Fei and Chen Nianfei, and with the addition of Chen Mohui.
After Qin Hao filled everyone's glasses with wine or drinks, I raised my glass and said, "Today is a good day for Tingting, and a good day for our whole family. Congratulations to Tingting on becoming a future overseas master's graduate. Come on, everyone, raise your glasses."
Everyone raised their glasses, and Wen Xiaoting said, "Brother, I have something to say."
"Then you go first, and we'll raise our glasses after you're done." I said, putting my glass down, and everyone else put down theirs as well.
"Actually..." Wen Xiaoting said slowly, "I didn't plan to go so far away to study this."
Everyone was surprised. I asked, "Why? If you weren't going, why did you go through all that trouble to apply for their offer?"
Wen Xiaoting smiled, "At that time, I had just broken up with Zhang Xiang and was thinking of changing my life. I thought it would be good to go out and broaden my horizons and learn something..."
"Then why have you changed your mind now?" I asked, puzzled. I really didn't understand what this girl was thinking. She just did whatever came to mind.
Wen Xiaoting smiled again, "Because I feel there's something more important than studying abroad, much, much more important."
Under everyone's gaze, she took out a beautiful little box from her bag. Inside was a sparkling diamond ring. Everyone was so surprised they almost gasped.
Looking at the ring, Wen Xiaoting said, "Brother, although Aunt Wanling has only been gone for less than two months, and you and sister have only been divorced for a little over three months, it might be a little inappropriate to talk about this now. But I still have to say it, because I can't wait any longer..."
She held up the ring box with both hands and smiled slightly at me, "Chen Junhao, will you marry Wen Xiaoting? If you will, please put this ring on her finger."
Everyone except my mother was speechless with astonishment. I said unhappily, "Tingting, what are you doing? Put it away. This kind of joke isn't funny."
"Brother, I'm not joking. Every word I said comes from the bottom of my heart," Wen Xiaoting said, looking at me with tears in her eyes.
I was speechless for a long time, finally saying, "Tingting, how could you think like that? I'm your brother, ten years older than you. How could you give up your studies to be with me? I hope this is just a sudden whim and you can quickly dismiss this crazy idea."
Wen Xiaoting's tears flowed as she said, "First of all, this idea isn't crazy, and it's not a sudden whim. I've thought about this for a long time. Secondly, I never wanted to study abroad. I only applied for it for fun because I was bored after breaking up with Zhang Xiang. Who would have thought they would be so blind as to send me an offer?"
"Crazy, absolutely crazy..." I sneered, then suddenly slammed my hand on the table and roared, "Wen Xiaoting, I'm telling you, this isn't up to you. You have to go to Australia."
My mother quickly tugged at my arm, "Junhao, calm down."
Wen Xiaoting stared at me, tears streaming down her face. After a long while, she wiped away her tears and said, "Do you love me?"
I was speechless for a moment. She kept staring at me, tears welling in her eyes, and asked again, "Tell me! Do you love me or not? Or rather, do you love me even a little bit?"
He Xiaoqin and Wen Xiuxiu's gazes shifted from Wen Xiaoting's face to mine. I couldn't meet her gaze and looked away, saying, "Tingting, don't be like this..."
She suddenly shouted, "Look at me! Tell me, do you love me or not?"
I had no choice but to look at her and say, "If you insist on me saying it, my answer is, No."
Wen Xiaoting's tears streamed down her face, and she sobbed, saying, "Fine, then tell me, more than two years ago, in your studio, why did you kiss me and touch me? More than two months ago, in my house, why did you have sex with me?"
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, I was mortified and could only say, "That...that's because I was drunk..."
"Heh..." She chuckled coldly, "Chen Junhao, are you also the kind of heartless scumbag who can use being drunk as an excuse to deny everything?"
I had no choice but to patiently say, "I was indeed drunk at the time, and besides, you..."
"What about me?" Wen Xiaoting stared coldly at me through her tearful eyes. "You mean, I seduced you? Or that I'm no longer a virgin, and I've had an abortion for another man, so I don't need or deserve your responsibility?"
She paused, then sobbed, "Brother, is that what you mean?"
Her words felt like she had stripped me naked before everyone. And that heartbroken "Brother" shattered my heart into pieces.
"Tingting, your brother doesn't mean that, you've misunderstood him..." my mother said anxiously, tugging at my hand. "Say something! Junhao..."
I slowly began, "Tingting, before your mother went to jail, she entrusted you and Xiuxiu to me, asking me to take good care of you. How could I ruin your future just so you could be with me? Would I be doing that to Sister Hong in prison?"
I paused, then said, "So I believe that giving you a good future, putting you on the right track, instead of letting you be willful, is the responsible thing to do for you."
Wen Xiaoting wiped away her tears and looked at me. "My mom entrusted me to you? Am I a three-year-old? Fine, even if it's an entrustment, now I'm entrusting myself to you. Please take care of me and cherish me for the rest of my life, okay?"
I avoided her tearful eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I can't do it. I've disappointed you."
Her tears kept flowing. "Chen Junhao, I'm asking you one last time, do you want me or not? If you want me, I won't go to Australia. If you don't want me, then I'll go to Australia and never come back, but don't regret it later."
She stared at me through her teary eyes. "Now please tell me, do you want me or not?"
"Junhao, you..." My mom also shed tears. She wiped them and said, "Don't be foolish, Tingting, she..."
"Aunt Yun!" Wen Xiaoting interrupted my mom and stared at me again.
I picked up my glass and downed it in one gulp. Setting the glass down, I said, "Wen Xiaoting, listen to me. Whether you go to Australia or not, whether you pursue this master's degree or not, it's none of my business. No matter what, I can't be with you. You decide what to do."
"Junhao, you…sigh!" My mother hesitated, then sighed and wiped away her tears.
Wen Xiaoting burst into tears immediately, and He Xiaoqin and Wen Xiuxiu also shed tears, glancing at me, then at Wen Xiaoting.
With a "snap," Wen Xiaoting closed the small box containing the diamond ring and said coldly, "This is for you as a keepsake."
After she finished speaking, she grabbed her bag and rushed out of the restaurant. My mother immediately stood up, calling "Tingting," "Tingting," and chased after her.
After the room quieted down, I smiled, picked up my chopsticks, and said, "Eat! Don't just stand there, don't waste such a good meal."
But no one touched their chopsticks except me. Qin Hao adjusted his glasses, "Why don't you go out and take a look?"
"Look at what? I've said everything I needed to say, what's there to see?" I took a bite of food and chewed as I spoke.
He Xiaoqin asked, "Brother, do you really not love Sister Tingting?"
I slowed my chewing and asked myself, yes! Do I really not love Wen Xiaoting? Or rather, do I not love her at all?
Actually, all this time, with such a beautiful young woman hovering around in front of me, and being so good to me, it's impossible to say I wasn't moved at all, especially since we've already been intimate.
But I just lost two lovers, and I never thought I'd start a new relationship so quickly, especially with a girl who always treated me like a sister.
“Junhao, I think you should answer Xiaoqin’s question,” Qin Hao said, looking at me.
I took a sip of my drink and said, “First, she’s my sister. Second, and most importantly…”
I looked at He Xiaoqin, then at Qin Hao, “I’ve been married twice, have three children, and I’m not wealthy. What can I give Tingting? Besides making her my children’s stepmother, what else can I give her? Don’t you think a girl as outstanding as Tingting should marry a man who is more suitable for her in every way, someone more worthy of her?”
Qin Hao sighed and lowered his head in silence. He Xiaoqin said, “But Tingting doesn’t care about any of this, and she’s not short of money. She doesn’t need you to give her anything materially, so why do you care?”
I looked at He Xiaoqin, pointing to myself, and said, “She may not care, but I can’t not care, do you understand?”
Just then, my mother came back with a sigh. Qin Hao asked, "Where's Tingting?"
My mother replied, "She went home."
"How's her mood?"
"Is she alright? But it's not a big problem."
Qin Hao pondered for a moment, then said to the two girls, "Here's what we'll do: you two go to her house tomorrow and talk to her."
The two girls agreed. This planned celebration dinner ended on a sour note.

130.
Since that night, Wen Xiaoting has never come to Lao Qin's Private Kitchen again, and I haven't gone to see her either. We haven't seen each other again, and all the news about her I've heard comes from the two girls, He Xiaoqin and Wen Xiuxiu.
Soon, Wen Xiaoting got her visa for Australia. She would fly there ahead of time to adapt to the environment and find accommodation. Many universities abroad don't provide accommodation for graduate students; they need to find their own.
On the day she left, Qin Hao drove her to the airport, and He Xiaoqin and Wen Xiuxiu went with her to see her off. That morning, my mother was restless. I asked her what was wrong, but she wouldn't say.
Finally, after my persistent questioning, she revealed the truth. That night at the private restaurant, Wen Xiaoting was nearly two months pregnant. It was the night I got drunk last October that I conceived her.
"Only she and I knew about this, but she absolutely refused to let me tell you. She didn't want to use the child in her belly to coerce you into accepting her..." My mother cried as she spoke.
I panicked. "Then what was she doing going to Australia with such a big belly?"
"She said she'd abort the baby before she went there. Maybe she already has?"
My mother wiped away her tears and sighed, "Oh! This child, she truly loves you! Junhao, I'm afraid her love for you is no less than that of the three women you loved. It's such a pity you missed her."
I couldn't help but complain, "Mom, you're so foolish, why didn't you say so sooner!"
"That girl wouldn't let me tell you, what could I do?" My mother said, suddenly tugging at me, "Junhao, call her! Maybe she hasn't boarded the plane yet, or maybe the plane hasn't taken off yet?"
I immediately dialed Wen Xiaoting's phone, but it was switched off. I then dialed Qin Hao's phone, and he said he and the two girls were already on their way back.
"They're probably about to take off by now, right? Junhao, why didn't you do this sooner? Sigh!"
With Qin Hao's sigh, I slumped down and put down my phone, my heart sinking lower and lower. I realized that I had lost another woman who loved me deeply.
Since then, none of us have been able to contact Wen Xiaoting, and she hasn't contacted any of us either. I truly regret saying those heartless things to her that night. If I had known it would turn out this way, I would have let her stay, let her be with me, and welcome the birth of our child. But now, it's too late.
The thought of such a beautiful and outstanding girl, whom I could have had with just a word, yet I pushed her to the other side of the world with my own hands, is like a needle pricking my heart.
Qin Hao reminded me to call the university she attends and ask if we could get in touch. If we could, things would be much easier.
So, after some effort, we called the university, and Wen Xiuxiu spoke to them. Our English wasn't good, only hers was passable.
But their response was completely unexpected. Wen Xiaoting hadn't registered at the university at all, and they didn't know where she was.
Could it be that this girl never went to Australia? But Qin Hao and the others saw her change her boarding pass and go through security. Or perhaps she went to Australia, but encountered some misfortune there that prevented her from registering?
Regarding the latter point, Qin Hao said there was no need to worry. She had the school's offer letter, and if anything happened to her, the Australian police would notify the school; the school wouldn't be completely unaware. Besides, she was a Chinese citizen; the embassy would know if something happened to her.
My concern was, what if the person who harmed her took all the documents proving her identity?
We were all deeply worried about Wen Xiaoting. At this point, we were helpless and could only passively wait for news of her, praying that we wouldn't receive any bad news.
Time flew by, and half a year passed. During these six months, I pulled myself out of my despair, opened a decoration company, published my first art book, and became a member of the National Artists Association.
After all, I had two sons, Chen Mohui and Chen Airei, to support. Although I inherited several million from Suo Wanling, and had accumulated some savings and assets over the years, and my mother was also very wealthy, I couldn't just sit around and do nothing, or have my mother raise my children.
Chen Nianfei and I meet about once a month, but Su Fei refuses to meet with me. Each time, my mother or Qin Hao drives to her place to pick up my daughter and then takes her back. I know she still hates me, and she probably will never forgive me.
My mother told me that Su Fei is dating a university professor in his thirties. He has a son living with his ex-wife, and he's very well-off in every way. He's also very good to Su Fei and her daughter.
Hearing this, I thought to myself, we've been divorced for less than a year, and she's already started a new relationship so quickly. Maybe she wants to forget me as soon as possible? Although I don't know how I feel, I can only wish her to meet a good man.
I keep in touch with Mei Bingjie. She bought a villa by the sea, and she and her son moved there. Now she and her son are doing well, and the treatment and intervention for Yang Junbao's illness have shown some results. I'm very happy for them.
Mei Bingjie keeps urging me to go to Qingdao to divide my father's inheritance with her. I told her there was no rush, and that I should just leave it with her. She's better at business than I am; the assets will appreciate faster with her. I'll ask her for money when I need it.
She also keeps in touch with my mother. The two women call each other sisters, and now they're like best friends.
Wen Xiuxiu got into a university in another city. I drove her to the school when classes started and stayed there for one night until I helped her settle in.
When we parted, the little girl's eyes were red, as if she had something to say to me, but she hesitated. I asked her what was wrong. She hesitated for a moment and said that she would miss home and miss us. I could only comfort her.
He Xiaoqin also started dating that comic editor named Adong. Her long comic "Brother," based on me and her, received a great response after being serialized on a comic website, touching countless people. Publishers and producers have already approached her about publishing and adapting it into a TV series.
The day A-Dong first came to my house with He Xiaoqin, Qin Hao prepared a lavish meal to entertain the young man. However, there were only four adults—my mother, Qin Hao, He Xiaoqin, and two children—at home. It was nothing compared to the lively atmosphere of a large family gathering in the past.
After dinner, I called A-Dong aside and, without saying a word, punched him, knocking him to the ground. Everyone was stunned.
"Brother, what are you doing?" He Xiaoqin asked in surprise, about to step forward, but Qin Hao pulled her back.
A-Dong sat on the ground, covering his cheek where he had been hit, and asked, feeling wronged and confused, "Brother, why...why did you hit me? Didn't you agree to me pursuing Xiaoqin? You even...you encouraged me!"
I helped A-Dong up from the ground and asked, "Does it hurt?"
He nodded, still covering his face. I asked again, "Does it really hurt?"
He Xiaoqin and my mother looked at me, bewildered, wondering what I was going to do. A-Dong nodded again, "It really hurts, brother..."
"Do you know why I hit you?" I asked again.
He nodded, then immediately shook his head, "No, I don't know, brother."
I patted his shoulder and said, "Because of two things. First, I feel like you're going to take away the sister I've raised for over ten years..."
A-Dong stared at me blankly, while my mother, Qin Hao, and He Xiaoqin watched me quietly, Xiaoqin's eyes already brimming with tears.
"Second..." I continued, "Although I'm not saying you two have to get married in the future, these things depend on fate, maybe one day my sister will dump you? But one thing, my sister used to be disabled, she's never been in a relationship, unlike other girls, if you dare to treat her badly, or even hurt her, the punches that hit you in the face then will be much harder than what you're getting now, do you understand?"
"I... I understand, brother," A-Dong replied.
"Brother..." With He Xiaoqin's call, I turned around and saw her walking towards me, tears streaming down her face.
My brother and I hugged each other tightly, and Qin Hao and my mother, standing beside us, couldn't help but wipe away tears. A-Dong said, "Brother, I've remembered everything you said. I'll definitely treat Xiaoqin well."
"Oh, right..." I suddenly said, "I forgot, I was talking about two things. It should be one punch for each thing. You still owe me a punch, and I have to make it up to you." As I said this, I was about to strike
again, which startled A-Dong, who quickly ducked back and raised his hands in a defensive stance.
"Brother..." He Xiaoqin hugged me tightly, not letting me move, and smiled through her tears.
Everything became beautiful again. But I often missed the two women who loved me deeply and are now in heaven, and I often felt guilty towards the woman I had hurt so deeply.
For the past six months, we haven't heard from Wen Xiaoting. We don't know where she is in the world, or even if she's alive or dead.
Qin Hao and I have also gone to the relevant departments of the Public Security Bureau many times to inquire if there was any news of Wen Xiaoting's death. Every time we received the reply that there was no such person, I breathed a sigh of relief. No such person is always much better than her being dead.
Every time I visited Wen Hong in prison, when she asked about Wen Xiaoting, I would say she was doing well and her studies in Australia were going smoothly. Seeing her relieved smile, I felt incredibly guilty and ashamed.
Many nights, I looked at the diamond ring Wen Xiaoting had used to confess her love to me, recalling every moment we shared, and tears would stream down my face.
At that moment, I truly understood what it meant to only appreciate something after you've lost it; the feeling was unbearable. If time could turn back, if I could go back to that night at the private restaurant, I would never let her leave; I would hold her tightly in my arms.
"Tingting, where are you?" I called out in my heart again and again, tears streaming down my face…

131.
In late July of that year, I went to Qingdao to attend a symposium organized by the National Artists Association. The conference lasted four days, with the first two and a half days for meetings and the last day and a half for sightseeing.
Before leaving, I wondered if I should meet with Mei Bingjie and her son? But then I thought, she was my biological father's wife, so why should I get close to her? After giving her all of my father's inheritance, I never intended to have any further entanglement with her.
On the third day of the conference, everyone had lunch at the hotel and prepared to board the tour bus to visit the attractions.
As I was about to board the bus with the others, I suddenly heard someone call my name, "Junhao, Chen Junhao..."
I looked in the direction of the voice and saw a stylishly dressed young woman standing next to a Mercedes convertible, smiling at me.
It was my stepmother, Mei Bingjie. Her former short hair had grown to medium length, and she wore sunglasses. Her sleeveless mini-dress and high-heeled sandals accentuated her tall and graceful figure, and her long, beautiful legs were particularly eye-catching.
I noticed that she looked beautiful whether she had short or long hair, even more so than before.
Many people were looking at Mei Bingjie. A man behind me patted my shoulder and laughed, "Hey! Old Chen, not bad! You even have beautiful women looking for you in Qingdao?"
"A friend..." I said, walking towards Mei Bingjie, wondering how she ended up here.
When I reached Mei Bingjie, I smiled and said, "Bingjie, what brings you here?"
"Why don't you call me stepmother anymore?" She looked at me with a smile, and her beautiful eyes made my heart flutter.
Seeing my embarrassment, she laughed, "Alright! I'm not kidding anymore. I only found out you were in Qingdao for a meeting when I talked to Sister Meiyun on the phone this morning. I asked her which hotel you were at, and then I came looking for you!"
I smiled and said, "You wanted to see me... what's up?"
"Hey! Chen Junhao..." Mei Bingjie said coquettishly, "You've come all the way to Qingdao, but you didn't contact me. I came to find you, and you ask me what's up? How can you talk like that?"
Since that incident last year, and the fact that we've been in frequent contact by phone and WeChat for over a year, we've become very familiar with each other and feel like friends. She's become very casual when she talks to me.
"I just had a tight meeting schedule and didn't have time," I could only explain.
"Who are you trying to fool? Tell me honestly, are you avoiding me?" she questioned, seemingly both angry and playful.
"No, no..." I said, noticing that many people on and off the bus were watching us.
I could sense that everyone was envious of how familiar I was with such a stunningly beautiful young woman. In that instant, my vanity as a man was greatly satisfied.
"Get on the bus, follow me." Mei Bingjie nodded towards the Mercedes convertible.
I glanced at the bus and said hesitantly, "They're still waiting for me! Let's forget it."
"Chen Junhao!" Mei Bingjie put one hand on her hip and glared at me playfully.
At this moment, everyone except me boarded the bus. A meeting organizer stood beside the bus and called out to me, "Xiao Chen, are you coming with us? We're about to leave."
"Please wait a moment, I'll be right there..." I called out, then apologized to Mei Bingjie, "This is a group activity, it's not good not to participate, so..."
"Then I'll go ask for leave for you." She interrupted me and made a move towards the bus.
"Okay, okay, I'll go by myself..." I quickly stopped her, and she smiled sweetly at me.
When I got to the bus, I said to the organizer, "Old Zhang, I have a friend here, so he won't be coming with the group, is that okay?"
Old Zhang glanced in Mei Bingjie's direction and said, "Alright! Be careful."
"Okay, thanks!" I smiled.
Someone on the bus asked, "Old Chen, who's this beautiful lady?"
"Just a friend..." I replied casually, waving at the bus. "Go on your way! Goodbye."
The bus closed its sliding door behind me and slowly drove out of the hotel parking lot.
Mei Bingjie smiled at me again, opened the door of the Mercedes convertible, and got into the driver's seat. I also went to the passenger side, opened the door, and got in.
Driving on the coastal highway of Qingdao, the beautiful scenery was intoxicating, and having such a beautiful woman by my side made it even more delightful.
"How is it? Isn't Qingdao beautiful?" Mei Bingjie asked with a smile as she drove.
"Yes, very beautiful!" I smiled, thinking to myself that you are even more beautiful.
During our conversation, she told me that for more than a year, her cousin and his wife had been taking care of her and her child. Her cousin and his wife didn't have stable jobs, and since the child was grown up and didn't need care anymore, she had brought them from their hometown to work for her, paying them two salaries.
Then she asked me about the meeting, and we chatted and laughed all the way to her seaside villa.
The house was large, and the decoration and furniture were luxurious. My father's inheritance had brought Mei Bingjie a wealthy life. She was now rich and had plenty of free time; even if she did nothing, she would have a considerable monthly income, and could simply enjoy life and take good care of her children.
A middle-aged man in his forties came up to us; he was Mei Bingjie's cousin, and she introduced us.
"Where's Bao'er?" Mei Bingjie asked.
"With your sister-in-law in the back garden," her cousin replied.
Arriving in the back garden, we saw Yang Junbao with a middle-aged woman.
"Bao'er, look who's here!" Mei Bingjie smiled at her son.
Yang Junbao called out to me, "Brother, brother!" I laughed, "He still recognizes me?"
Mei Bingjie smiled, "Many autistic children have excellent memories; they can remember someone they've only met once."
I went over and picked up Yang Junbao. "Bao'er, how have you been lately? Have you been good?"
Yang Junbao looked at me blankly and nodded earnestly. Looking at him, a wave of affection welled up inside me; after all, he was my father's biological son, my own younger brother.
"Watch TV, watch TV..." Yang Junbao suddenly cried out in my arms.
I looked at Mei Bingjie, and she smiled, "He watches TV for an hour every afternoon at two o'clock, no matter what he watches, he just has to watch it."
She took my son from my arms, put him on the ground, and led him into the house, saying as they walked, "Children with autism are very focused and persistent when they do what they like, and they have a strict schedule that absolutely cannot be disrupted, otherwise they will throw a tantrum, and you can't persuade them no matter what you do."
I felt a little sorry for him and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
She smiled slightly, "It's nothing, he's my child, I'm willing to do anything for him."
While Yang Junbao watched TV, Mei Bingjie and I sat down and chatted. She asked me when I was going back to Suizhou. I said my flight was tonight.
"Okay, you can stay here tonight, I'll have your wife tidy up the room for you."
Faced with her unquestionable insistence, I was a little embarrassed, "This... isn't it inconvenient? I'd rather stay at the hotel."
"What's inconvenient about it? I think it's quite convenient, do you, a grown man, find it inconvenient?" Mei Bingjie looked at me and said.
"It's too much trouble for you..." I smiled.
She stared at me. "Junhao, if you had been more ruthless back then and hadn't told me the truth, you could have taken all the inheritance. But you didn't, and you haven't even asked me for your share until now..."
She choked up, then continued, "Everything I have now is given to me by your father and you. Can't you let me repay you?"
I said, "When I gave you the inheritance, I never expected anything in return. I was just fulfilling my father's last wish. Besides, Bao'er is indeed my father's biological child, and you were his wife. These things rightfully belong to you two."
"But you're also your father's biological child! How can I take it all for myself?" she said, staring at me.
“Yes, I am indeed his child. But according to the inheritance law, you own half, and you, Bao’er, and I share the other half equally. That means I only have less than a quarter of the share. Besides, Dad only left me a house in his will, and I don’t want to go against his wishes.”
“But you haven’t even considered asking me for that house yet. I really don’t know what you’re thinking.”
“Alright, let’s not discuss this anymore. I think I’d better go back to the hotel.”
Mei Bingjie was a little angry and nodded. “Fine, if that’s how you see it, I won’t stop you. You can leave now.”
I could only say, “Don’t rush me. What I mean is… look! They all saw you just now. I was worried that not going home would have a bad influence.”
She laughed, “What’s a bad influence? You’re single now, without a family or home. Who can say anything about it?”
She already knew about my divorce from Su Fei. She looked at me and laughed again, “What? Are you afraid that my son and I will eat you up?”
Seeing her say that, I didn’t know what to say. I thought I should just treat her as a good friend. Why not be friends with such a beautiful woman? So I said, "Okay, I'll do as you say."
"That's more like it." She gave me a charming look.

132.
After Yang Junbao finished watching TV, Mei Bingjie suggested going swimming. This villa was very close to the beach, only a few hundred meters away.
I said I didn't bring swimming trunks, but Mei Bingjie said she had already prepared some for me and told me to change in my room. Then she had her cousin-in-law take me to my room.
The room was very nice, quite large, with a private bathroom, and I could see the sea from the window. I wondered to myself, do I really want to get so close to this woman? Although I admit that I was already attracted to her, she was, after all, my stepmother and the mother of my younger brother. I couldn't possibly have anything happen between us.
Oh well, what's done is done. If she, a woman, is so enthusiastic, why should I, a grown man, be so coy? I'd just make a fool of myself.
I changed into my swim trunks and then a T-shirt, and went to the living room. I saw Mei Bingjie and Yang Junbao already changed into their swimsuits and trunks, waiting for me.
"Junhao, why are you taking so long to change your swim trunks? We've been waiting for ages!" Mei Bingjie said as soon as she saw me. She was wearing a semi-transparent gauze dress over a bikini, her graceful figure partially concealed, her beautiful legs on full display.
I smiled but didn't say anything. She handed me a swimming ring, saying, "Hold this for your little brother."
Walking along the path to the beach, Yang Junbao kept asking to be carried. Mei Bingjie said, "Why carry him? Don't you have legs?"
I handed the swimming ring to Mei Bingjie, picked up the little guy, and laughed, "Brother will carry you."
Mei Bingjie said with a hint of reproach, "Junhao, how old is he? You still spoil him? He's seven! Let him walk by himself!"
"It's okay," I said, lifting Yang Junbao onto my shoulders and jogging along, saying as I ran, "Bao'er, riding a horse!"
Yang Junbao giggled on top of me.
"Be careful, don't drop him," Mei Bingjie called after me, catching up.
We smiled at each other, feeling a strange connection. My heart raced, and I immediately reminded myself, "She was once your father's wife; don't have any improper thoughts."
Because it was a private beach in a high-end villa area, outsiders couldn't get in, so there weren't many people on the beach.
"Baby, let's go swimming." Mei Bingjie took off her sheer dress, revealing her slender, shapely body clad in a small bikini, and took her son's hand, leading him into the sea.
I couldn't help but admire her figure! She truly had a great figure, not at all like a woman in her thirties who had given birth. Although her breasts weren't large, they still revealed a deep cleavage.
The three of them swam and played in the sea, then rested under a shaded pavilion on the beach. To anyone, they looked like a happy family. However, I tried my best to avoid looking at Mei Bingjie's mostly exposed body.
A waiter brought drinks and watermelon. This was an upscale residential area with excellent amenities. Sipping delicious drinks, enjoying the cool sea breeze, listening to the tides, and gazing at the boundless ocean—it was truly blissful.
I thought to myself, is this the life of the wealthy? This kind of life could have been mine, but I gave it to the woman beside me; now I'm living off the wealthy. But I don't regret it, I've never regretted it.
I asked Mei Bingjie if my cousin Qiangzi had caused her any trouble. She said Qiangzi had indeed threatened her by phone, but he couldn't do anything about it and couldn't find her. Besides, she wasn't afraid at all because her cousin protected her; he was brave and fierce in his youth and had developed excellent fighting skills.
Mei Bingjie also told me that Qiangzi used the child as a pretext to demand to see Bao'er, saying that since Bao'er was his son, Mei Bingjie had no right to prevent him from seeing Bao'er.
"I immediately sent him your and Bao'er's DNA test report, telling him that Bao'er had absolutely no relation to him. It was a miracle that he was so angry... hahaha..." Mei Bingjie couldn't help but laugh.
"You still need to be careful; be careful he doesn't do anything desperate," I said with some concern.
“I know…” Mei Bingjie said, then hesitated for a moment before adding, “There’s something I haven’t told you, and I hope you can understand. Actually, I gave him a sum of money, not much, a million or two, as a way of making his years of hard work for your father worthwhile.”
I smiled. “It’s alright. After all, he was with my father for those years, which was a kind of companionship. It’s alright.”
After chatting for a while, I asked, “It’s been over a year now, have you thought about… finding someone else to settle down with?”
Mei Bingjie spat out her straw, shook her head, and placed her drink on the coffee table.
“Why? You’re still so young…” I asked again.
She looked at me and smiled, “Your father has only been gone for a little over a year, and you’re already in a hurry to marry off your stepmother?”
I smiled, “That’s not what I meant, just asking.”
She sighed softly, looking at the sea, and said, “Everything I have now is given to me by your father, and it was you who gave it to me. If I find another man to take advantage of it, even if your father’s spirit in heaven doesn’t mind, and you don’t mind, I simply can’t accept it.”
“I don’t mind…” I said, looking at her.
She glanced at me, her eyes filled with resentment. "Even if you don't mind, I can't do it."
I lit a cigarette and said, "Bingjie, I hope you understand that this wealth isn't an obstacle to your pursuit of a new life and happiness. Are you really going to remain a widow for my father for the rest of your life?"
"I'm willing..." she said, her head bowed, clearly displeased.
"Even if you are willing, I think my father in heaven wouldn't want to see you like this. And neither do I," I said solemnly.
"Aren't you annoying?" she suddenly yelled, tears welling in her eyes as she stared at me. "You have no idea what I'm thinking, yet you're here pointing fingers."
I stared at her blankly. "So what are you thinking?"
"I..." She hesitated, then pointed to her cleavage. "I feel very happy now. Taking care of Bao'er, raising him to adulthood, is the life I want. What right do you have to tell me all this nonsense?"
"Bingjie..." I said patiently, "After all, my father has passed away. You can stay with him for a year, two years, or even several years, but you can't stay with him for a lifetime, can you? What's the point? The dead are gone, the living must go on..." "Stop talking, I
don't want to hear it!" She stared at me, tears streaming down her face.
I had no choice but to shut up. She stood up and said, "Let me tell you, I won't use your father's money and your money to marry another man. Also, don't guess that I'll secretly have an affair with some man for my own physical needs. Because..."
She stared at me coldly, "I can keep it."
After Mei Bingjie finished speaking, she ran towards the sea and plunged into the vast blue waves.
Watching her retreating figure, I thought to myself, this woman is truly strong-willed and steadfast; my father didn't love the wrong person.
I picked up the swimming ring, took Yang Junbao's hand, and said, "Bao'er, let's go find Mommy."
Once in the sea, Mei Bingjie still had a cold face and ignored me. I laughed, "Alright! Why are you ignoring me?"
She turned her back to me, so I went around to her and laughed again, "I apologize; I shouldn't have said those things to you."
Suddenly, she splashed water all over my face. I laughed, "Oh! You ambushed me?"
Saying this, I splashed water on her too, and she kept splashing water on me, and we started a water fight. Yang Junbao giggled beside me. I called out to the little guy, "Bao'er, don't just watch! Come help me!"
So Yang Junbao also started helping me attack his mother, and the three of us had a great time, our laughter echoing between the sea and the sky.
Mei Bingjie suddenly rubbed her eyes and said, "Ouch! I got water in my eyes."
I quickly went over to check, "What's wrong? Is it serious?"
She suddenly splashed water all over my face again, giggling.
"You ambushed me again?" I shouted indignantly, went over and picked up her delicate body, ignoring her screams and pleas for mercy, and threw her heavily into the water with an over-the-shoulder throw.
Yang Junbao laughed even harder. I went over and helped Mei Bingjie up. She coughed and leaned into my arms, her half-naked, snow-white breasts pressed against my body, and with that incredibly alluring cleavage so close, I was momentarily distracted.
Under such circumstances, she also became shy, pushed me away, and covered her cleavage with her hands, saying coyly, "What are you looking at?"
I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and said to Yang Junbao, "Bao'er, brother will teach you to swim."
As I spoke, I spread my arms and demonstrated the movements in the water, showing him the key points of the breaststroke, and asked, "Do you understand?"
Yang Junbao stared at me blankly. I took him out of the swimming ring, "Come on, swim for me."
I held the little guy facing the seawater in my hands, and he splashed around wildly in the water, splashing countless water droplets, and even swallowed some seawater, coughing.
“Oh dear! How old is he? Besides, children with autism have much weaker learning abilities than other children. How could he learn so easily?” Mei Bingjie complained with heartache, taking her son from my arms and holding him in her embrace.
“Come on, let’s go play on the shore for a while.” She said, carrying Yang Junbao towards the beach, and I followed the mother and son.
The three of us played a game of building sandcastles on the beach, which wasn’t too difficult for Yang Junbao, and he seemed quite interested.
Seeing how happy he was playing, Mei Bingjie and I smiled at each other, and for a moment, we felt like a family of three.

133.
After dinner, Mei Bingjie and I sat sideways on the sofa in the small living room on the third floor, drinking red wine and admiring the sea under the night sky outside the window.
“Junhao, you’re so handsome and such a good person, you must have had many women, right?” Mei Bingjie smiled.
I smiled and said, "No, not really!"
"Can you tell me about your past? I want to hear." Her beautiful eyes gazed at me tenderly, making me feel as if I were in a dream.
So, I opened my heart to her and told her about my past, starting with He Xiaoqin, Wen Hong, Suo Wanling, Su Fei, and Ji Yalei, and ending with Wen Xiaoting.
Mei Bingjie listened with tears streaming down her face. She wiped away her tears and said, "Junhao, you're a good person, as good as your father. You'll be rewarded."
She sighed and continued, "Do you know? The reason I haven't planned to find a man, besides what I mentioned this afternoon, is for an even more important reason..."
I looked at her quietly, her words continuing in my ears, "You and your father are the best men I've ever met in my life. I'm afraid I'll never meet men like you again in the rest of my life..."
She shed tears and sobbed, "So, don't even think about letting your stepmother remarry, because I can't fall in love with another man."
My heart pounded. Was she confessing her feelings to me? A wave of unease washed over me.
Mei Bingjie wiped away her tears and smiled, "Shall we listen to some vinyl records?"
She stood up, walked to the side, and placed a record in the gramophone. "Your father loved listening to vinyl records. His favorite piece was this 'Meditation.'"
I couldn't help but sigh; I truly was my father's son, not only looking like him but even sharing the same hobby.
"This is also my favorite piece," I said.
"Really?" Mei Bingjie asked, resting her tonearm on the record.
After a few hissing sounds, the beautiful, melancholic, and profound sound of a violin filled the room. She came over and extended her hand, saying, "May I have this dance?"
I stood up and danced with her. For a moment, I felt as if I were back with Suo Wanling. Many years ago, on that afternoon, Suo Wanling and I danced to this very piece, and then everything that happened, until we were separated by death.
Mei Bingjie and I gradually embraced, able to hear each other's heartbeats. In the increasingly ambiguous atmosphere, she tilted her beautiful, flushed face up in my arms, her eyes slightly closed, her lips parted, awaiting my next move.
Since my one-night stand with Wen Xiaoting last October, I hadn't been with a woman for a long time, and she was so alluring that I couldn't help but lower my head and kiss her lips.
We kissed passionately, sucking on each other's tongues, our kiss growing more and more intense. Lost in passion and reason, I swept Mei Bingjie into my arms and carried her to my bedroom.
On the bed, we continued our passionate kiss, impatiently undressing each other. Her nightgown, bra, and panties, my T-shirt, beach shorts, and underwear—amidst my rapid breathing and her soft moans, they were all tossed aside.
When she saw my manhood, she looked surprised, astonished by its size and length. I embraced her again, kissing her passionately. My burning lips traced her neck, breasts, nipples, and abdomen, finally settling between her legs, lingering on her alluring lips. The room was filled with Mei Bingjie's intoxicating moans.
In an instant, a voice echoed in my mind: What are you doing? She's your stepmother. How can you do this to your father in heaven? Reason returned to my mind.
"No, no..." I lifted my head from between her legs and sat up. "We can't do this..."
Mei Bingjie, lost in ecstasy, murmured, "What's wrong? Junhao..."
"No, we can't, we can't do this..." I muttered to myself, rushing into the bathroom as if fleeing, and closing the door.
Standing under the shower, letting the cold water pour over my head, I tried to calm myself down. I slapped myself twice, inwardly berating myself for doing such a thing with my deceased father's wife.
In my panic, I found that my manhood was still erect, and the lust in my heart was still burning fiercely.
I simply grabbed it and started masturbating, hoping to release myself as soon as possible so as not to lose control and commit a heinous crime. As I masturbated, the image of Mei Bingjie's naked body kept flashing through my mind, refusing to leave.
"Junhao..." Mei Bingjie's voice called from behind.
I cursed myself for forgetting to lock the door and turned around. There stood Mei Bingjie, completely naked, in front of me, staring at my erect penis and the hand holding it, her face showing surprise.
I quickly let go, feeling so ashamed that I wanted to disappear into the ground.
"Junhao, why are you doing this?" Mei Bingjie said, walking up to me and wrapping her arms around my neck. "You'd rather masturbate than have sex with me, why?"
You're my stepmother, I can't help it! I cried out in my heart, almost in tears, and could only beg her, "Please leave, okay?"
She gently stroked my face and said softly, "Why torture yourself like this?"
"You were my father's wife, my stepmother. I can't do this with you, don't you understand?" I was really about to cry.
She gently shook her head, gazing at me, "But your father is gone, and I'm no longer your stepmother..."
"But you are Bao'er's mother, my own brother's mother!" I cried out.
"But I don't care, Bao'er wouldn't understand..." She gazed at me for a moment, then kissed my lips.
"But I do care!" I pushed her away and said, "How can you do this to my father?"
Tears streamed down her face as she pointed to her cleavage, saying, "I will always remember your father and cherish him in my heart, but I won't trap myself. Because I've fallen in love with you..."
I was stunned. Between sobs, she continued, "Yes, I love you. Ever since you did those things for me, I've been hopelessly in love with you..."
She wiped away her tears and continued, "That's right, you were indeed my stepson. In many people's eyes, I'll always be your stepmother. But I can't help loving you. What am I supposed to do?"
I stared at her, speechless.
"You did all those things for me, first refusing your father's inheritance, and now you're refusing me. What are you after?"
she cried out, quickly stopping her sobs, then staring at me, saying, "Now I'll give you two choices: either take all the money from me—I don't want to receive your father's kindness for nothing; or... "
She paused, continuing to stare at me, "...take me!" "
I was still speechless. She knelt down in front of me and took my erect member into her mouth, swallowing and releasing it rhythmically.
I felt myself melting rapidly. Even the toughest man would find it hard to resist at this moment.
I helped her up, lifted her onto the sink, and stood between her beautiful legs, penetrating her deeply, kissing her passionately as I made love to her.
Mei Bingjie's screams echoed through the bathroom. Amidst her ecstatic moans, she whispered in my ear, 'Junhao, I won't force you to marry me, nor will I cling to you. Whether you remarry Su Fei or wait for Tingting, I have no objection. But there's one thing: don't abandon me.'" "
She started crying as she spoke, and I brought her to orgasm while she was crying. Then she suggested changing positions, asking me to come from behind. So I helped her off the sink, cupped her small but round and full buttocks, and penetrated her again...
Near the end, even though she said it was her safe period and told me to ejaculate inside, I still ejaculated on her buttocks.
After calming down completely, I dried myself off and left the bathroom with shame and fear, lying on my side on the bed, staring blankly at a certain spot.
After a while, Mei Bingjie came out and hugged me from behind, murmuring comforting words: "Junhao, don't feel guilty. If we made a mistake, it's all my fault, it has nothing to do with you, don't blame yourself too much."
She turned me around, cupped my face, and said with tears in her eyes: "Do you know? In my whole life, apart from your father, no one has ever treated me as well as you. You've treated me better than my family, how could I not fall in love with you?"
She paused, then said, "If you really have a burden, then give me tonight. I only need this one night, okay? " She
kissed me, her tongue probing into my mouth, swirling inside. At the same time, a hand descended and grasped my penis.
I became uncontrollably erect again. She rose and straddled me, taking it deep inside, rising and falling.
This time, we did it for a long time, changing positions several times. After several orgasms, she moaned passionately in my ear, "Baby, shoot inside, shoot inside me, I want it..."
I couldn't control myself, and ejaculated deep inside her...
As dawn broke, I woke up. Mei Bingjie was still fast asleep beside me. I quietly got up, tiptoed to put on my clothes, glanced at her one last time, and left the bedroom.
What I couldn't see was that as I gently closed the bedroom door, two lines of tears slid down Mei Bingjie's cheeks.
Facing the first rays of dawn, I walked on the suburban road, the sound of the sea echoing in the distance. The area was remote, making it difficult to hail a taxi; I could only walk and wait.
"Let's not see each other again." "I sent those words on WeChat.
Mei Bingjie replied quickly, 'Why? Just because of your father?'
'Not only that, but also because of Bao'er. You're his mother, and I'm his brother. What will he think when he grows up?'
After a while, she replied, 'Fine, whatever you say.'
Back in Suizhou, life went on, and the days passed one by one.
Three months later, Su Fei and I unexpectedly crossed paths. This encounter was sudden and unexpected."

(To be continued)

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