Beautiful mother and pretty daughter (1986-1991)

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Eighty-six
. Fifteen years ago, unable to bear the poverty of his family and the paralysis of his daughter, He Jianguo eloped to the United States with a woman who had taken a liking to him. He inherited the entire estate of that woman's widowed aunt and had a son with her in America.
Two years ago, He Jianguo's second wife passed away due to illness, and he decided to return to find his son and daughter. After returning to China recently, he conducted some investigations and learned that his son had died in a car accident twelve years ago, and his ex-wife had also passed away ten years ago, leaving behind a paralyzed daughter with him. Thus, our meeting came about.
"For the past ten years or so, not a single day has passed without me thinking about my son and daughter, but because of my wife, I dared not come back to find them. This time when I returned, I learned that Shufang and Zhengming were both gone, leaving only Xiaoqin with you. This...this is all my fault, the sins I committed! If I hadn't left, Shufang and Zhengming might not have died, I...I..."
He Jianguo sobbed, tears streaming down his face. Looking at this old man weeping bitterly in front of me, I felt contempt for him from the bottom of my heart, yet I still felt that his grief was genuine; otherwise, he wouldn't have returned to look for his children from his first marriage so soon after his wife's death.
"I know Xiaoqin hates me, and I dare not go to see her rashly. These days, I've been lingering downstairs at your house every day, and several times I almost went upstairs to knock on your door..."
"Just now, I saw Xiaoqin. It was Shufang's third cousin and a teenage girl pushing her out for a walk. She's so beautiful now, really so beautiful. I..."
He choked up, unable to speak further, "I really wanted to go up to Xiaoqin and say, 'Qin, I'm your father, I'm your father!'" After
He Jianguo finished speaking, he started sobbing again, attracting the attention of many people nearby. He stopped crying and said, "Xiao Chen, that's why I came to talk to you first. You've been raising and taking care of Xiao Qin for over ten years. She should listen to you. Could you arrange for me to see my daughter?"
I really wanted to slap this scumbag who abandoned his wife and child for wealth back then, and now shamelessly came back wanting to see his daughter.
"Uncle He..." I said coldly, looking into the distance. After all, he was my godmother's ex-husband, and Zhengming and Xiao Qin's biological father. According to seniority, I should still call him "Uncle."
"Yes!" He Jianguo replied, looking at me expectantly.
"Get out!" I uttered the word coldly.
He thought he misheard. "What did you say?"
"I told you to get out, didn't you hear me?" I turned to look at him.
He stared at me blankly. I suddenly stood up and roared at him, "Get as far away as you can, and never come looking for my sister again."
The people around us all looked at us. He Jianguo looked around, his face full of embarrassment, and said, "Xiao Chen, calm down, sit down and talk this out."
I sat down, and I heard He Jianguo's voice in my ear, "Xiao Chen, I know you've done a lot for Xiao Qin over the years. Name your price, and I'll try my best to compensate you. Of course, I know this can't be compensated with money, just consider it a token of my appreciation."
I grabbed his collar with both hands and said through gritted teeth, "Try saying that again? I'll beat you to a pulp, you believe me?"
"Xiao Chen, let's talk this out, let's talk this out..." He Jianguo pleaded.
I then released him and said, "Let me tell you, I cannot agree to your request. First, you have no right to it. You abandoned your wife and children to elope with another woman, and now that you're better off, you want to come back to atone for your sins? It's not that easy."
"Second, Xiaoqin has grown from five to twenty years old without your father's presence for fifteen years. She's long forgotten you. She's doing well now and doesn't need your compensation at all. Your coming back to find her will only disturb her. Don't you understand? I won't allow anyone to cause her even the slightest harm, not even if you are her biological father."
“Third, she’s my sister now, she’s been my sister for a long time, she’s my flesh and blood, a blood relative, I will never let you take her away from me. So, please stay away from us siblings, as far away as possible.”
After I finished speaking, I stood up and walked away, but He Jianguo grabbed me. “Xiao Chen, you…you…why are you doing this? You’ve taken care of her for twelve years, wasting twelve years of your youth on her. Now that I’m back, hand her over to me, let me take care of her, and you can go and live the life you want, isn’t that better?”
I stared at him coldly. “Being with Xiao Qin and taking care of her forever is the life I want most. Let go!”
I exerted force and broke free from He Jianguo’s pull. Just then, I heard my aunt’s voice: “He Jianguo, you bastard, you dare to come back?”
I turned around and saw my aunt staring angrily at He Jianguo, holding a cloth bag in her hand, probably preparing to go to the small supermarket outside the community to buy groceries.
“Third, Third Sister…” He Jianguo chuckled awkwardly.
“Back then, you abandoned my sister, abandoned Zhengming and Xiaoqin, and just left. Now you have the nerve to come back? You shameless old hag, I…I…”
Third Aunt cursed as she looked around for something. She finally spotted a broom that a cleaner had left on the ground, grabbed it, and charged at He Jianguo.
He Jianguo was so frightened that he took off running, shouting, “Xiao Chen, consider my suggestion, we’ll talk later…”
“He Jianguo, you shameless bastard, you come back here…” Despite my attempts to stop her, Third Aunt continued to berate He Jianguo’s fleeing back.
After Third Aunt finished cursing, I told her not to tell Xiaoqin a single word about this. Third Aunt readily agreed and went to buy her groceries. I went upstairs to go home.
As soon as I entered the house, Wen Xiuxiu stood in front of me, looking at me pitifully. "Brother, is Aunt's crime serious? How long was she sentenced to?"
She no longer called me "Uncle," but instead called me "Brother" like Wen Xiaoting and He Xiaoqin.
"Where's your sister? What did she say to you?" I searched the living room for Wen Xiaoting.
"Sister Tingting didn't say anything. She just locked herself in her room as soon as she got back..." The little girl lowered her head as she spoke, tears streaming down her face. "That's why I came to ask you."
I wiped away her tears and comforted her, "She just finished her first trial. There's still a long way to go before the verdict! I'll do my best to get your aunt a shorter sentence."
"Mmm..." Wen Xiuxiu choked out, her head bowed.
I walked over to He Xiaoqin, who was also looking at me, her eyes full of worry for Wen Hong. I thought back to my meeting with He Jianguo earlier and told myself that I absolutely couldn't let He Jianguo take her away.
"Are you worried about Aunt Hong too?" I gently stroked her cheek and smiled.
He Xiaoqin nodded. I smiled again. "Don't worry, I'm here!"
I said, walking to the door of Wen Xiaoting and Wen Xiuxiu's room. I knocked. "Tingting, can I come in?"
There was no response. I pushed the door open and went in. I saw Wen Xiaoting sitting on the bed, her arms wrapped around her bent legs, her chin resting on her knees, silently weeping.
I sat down on the edge of the bed, put my hand on her shoulder, and said softly, "Are you worried about your mother?"
Wen Xiaoting sobbed and said "Mmm," continuing to cry. I could only say, "Okay! Actually, the prosecution didn't have much of an advantage in today's trial. We have a good chance of getting your mother acquitted, so don't worry too much."
She burst into tears. I quickly said, "Tingting, don't cry. Really, your mother will be alright, believe me..."
Although I said that, I was actually quite uncertain. Sophie performed exceptionally well in today's court hearing; her professional skills were remarkable, sharp and relentless. Throughout the entire debate, Jiang Li was on the defensive, only able to parry but unable to retaliate. I was truly worried that she would be completely defeated by Sophie in the next hearing.
"Brother..." Wen Xiaoting said, her voice trembling with tears, "Right now, I hate myself more than anything..."
"What's wrong? Tell me..." I asked, putting my arm around her shoulder.
She cried, "I hate myself. Why did I treat Mom like that before? Why did I always go against her and make her angry? Sometimes, even though I knew I was wrong, I would still say or do things to deliberately upset her. Brother, do you think I'm a pervert?"
I laughed and said, "You're not a pervert. You were just going through a rebellious teenage phase. But you're older now, twenty-two. You can't be like that anymore."
She wiped away her tears and sobbed, "Now that I think about it, Mom went down that path and did all those things for me, for me, her child with whom she has no blood relation... If it weren't for me, she wouldn't be in this situation today..."
I comforted her, "Her situation isn't entirely because of you. There are many reasons, or perhaps it's just fate playing tricks on her?"
“But no matter what, I still feel very sad, especially sad. If I had known it would be like this, I wouldn’t have argued with her, wouldn’t have said those hurtful things to her, wouldn’t have made her angry…”
Wen Xiaoting became more and more upset as she spoke, sobbing in my arms, “I really deserve to die, I’m so sorry to Mom, I don’t even know if I’ll ever have a chance to be good to her again? Waaah…”
I hugged her and comforted her, “It’s not too late for you to regret it now. If your mother heard what you just said, she would be overjoyed. When Mom comes out, you can say these things to her face, okay?”
She cried uncontrollably in my arms. After she calmed down a little, I tried to pull her away from my embrace, but she still clung to my waist and wouldn’t let go, so I had to continue, “Tingting, listen to me. Among the three girls in our family, you are the eldest. You have to be strong, set an example for your two younger sisters, and help your brother share some of the burden, do you understand?”
“Mmm…” she choked out in my arms.
The door suddenly opened, and Wen Xiuxiu stood in the doorway, saying, "Brother, Auntie is back..."
Wen Xiaoting quickly left my embrace, her pretty face flushed as she wiped away her tears. I asked, "What's wrong?"
"She wants you to come out for a bit; she has something to tell you," Wen Xiuxiu said.

Eighty-seven.
On the balcony, Auntie whispered to me, "Junhao! If you ask me, you've taken care of that girl for twelve years, that's enough. Now that her biological father is back, and eager to take her in, why don't you..."
She trailed off, looking at me cautiously, afraid of upsetting me. I asked coldly, "How about what?"
My aunt glanced around the room and chuckled, "Don't get angry when I tell you, I'm only doing this for your own good. How about... we just go with the flow and hand her over to that old man, then you'll be free, won't you?"
I said softly but sternly, "Don't even think about it! I've raised Xiaoqin for twelve years, I won't give her to anyone else!"
My aunt chuckled awkwardly, "Junhao, look at you! You're only thirty-two this year, still so young..."
"Auntie..." I interrupted her, "Did He Jianguo say something to you just now? Did he promise you any benefits, and ask you to be his intermediary?"
"Hey! You child, what are you saying? I'm only doing this for your own good. When I came out of the small supermarket, I didn't run into He Jianguo at all."
"Came out of the small supermarket?" I stared coldly at my aunt.
Under my gaze, my aunt chuckled awkwardly and said that He Jianguo had indeed approached her, but nothing else; she was just passing on a message.
“Third Aunt…” I said seriously, “Xiaoqin absolutely cannot know about this, otherwise I will never forgive you.”
“Don’t let her know, don’t let her know, definitely don’t let her know. Look at your little eyes, the way you said it, it’s so scary,” Third Aunt said irritably.
A few days later, I went to the detention center alone to see Wen Hong. She told me that she was really happy when she saw Su Fei perform so well in court.
I smiled bitterly, “Sister, don’t you understand? The better that girl performs, the more precarious your situation becomes.”
Wen Hong smiled with relief, “My daughter is so outstanding now, even if I were executed, it would be worth it. What’s a few more years in prison?”
She was so happy that I even felt that she might want her defense lawyer to be completely defeated.
Thinking of this, my tears almost fell, and I felt that maternal love was truly great. Wen Hong once again instructed me not to reveal her relationship with Su Fei.
During that time, I couldn’t contact Huang Mao at all; it was as if the kid had vanished into thin air. I suddenly remembered someone and called her.
My senior colleague, Mi Xuemei, hinted to me on the phone that she had indeed instructed Huang Mao to do this, because she had paid off Huang Mao's gambling debts. I asked Mi Xuemei why she would do such a thing, since Sister Hong had been her mentor who brought her into the industry.
Mi Xuemei told me that she hated Sister Hong, hated her for competing with her in this industry for so many years, and hated me even more for wholeheartedly working for Sister Hong instead of following her.
"From beginning to end, it was always you competing with Sister Hong for this and that; she never competed with you for anything. Besides, in this world, I only recognize Sister Hong; I don't recognize anyone else." I hung up the phone after saying that.
Jiang Li told me that even if we found Huang Mao, it would be useless; he would never admit to perjury, which would land him in jail.
I asked her what our next strategy was. Jiang Li said that since the prosecution could have Wen Hong's male prostitutes testify in court, we could use the same method to prove Wen Hong's innocence. This is a sensitive matter, though. I wonder if those gigolos are willing to expose their shameful identities in public?
I said I'd do it. So, I got Blackie and Lao Xie involved. I didn't ask Ah Jun because he's still a graduate student, and this might affect his future.
Blackie readily agreed, saying that Sister Hong was a good person and he couldn't let her bear a false accusation. But Lao Xie hesitated. I knew he was getting on in years, and his daughter was an adult; he was afraid his family wouldn't be able to handle it. I
had to say, "Lao Xie, I won't trouble you with this. I'll find someone else." Blackie said, "Who else can you ask? These are the people who are closest to Sister Hong. If Lao Xie isn't willing, who else would? Who are you going to ask?" Blackie
then told Lao Xie, "Although it's a public trial, not many people will come. The chances of meeting someone you know are about the same as winning the lottery. Who knows? You're so disloyal, don't say I, Blackie, look down on you."
Seeing that Hei Pi had gone this far, Lao Xie had no choice but to say he was going all in. That made three of us, including myself, so we didn't need to find anyone else.
That day, Jiang Li and I met at my studio to discuss the defense strategy for the second trial. Jiang Li said that almost everyone in this line of work has some kind of pitiful story, which we could use. Although the law doesn't support acting on emotion, those who enforce the law do have feelings, and sometimes playing the emotional card can be effective. She asked me if Wen Hong had any pitiful background.
I told Jiang Li about Wen Hong's unmarried birth in her hometown, how her child was taken away immediately after birth, how she later adopted a child, and how she ended up in prostitution and nightclubs to raise that child. After listening, Jiang Li said it wasn't too pitiful, and suggested we give it a try. After discussing
the case, I succumbed to Jiang Li's temptation and had sex with her. Jiang Li was thirty-six years old that year, her face and figure just as I had when I first met her two years ago—a standard beautiful young woman. Since Ji Yalei's death, I hadn't been with a woman for over two months, so how could I resist the temptation of such a beauty?
So much had happened during that time: first Ji Yalei's tragic death, then Sister Hong's imprisonment, and then He Jianguo returning from abroad to try and take Xiao Qin away—it was all happening in quick succession, leaving me exhausted.
After having sex with Jiang Li, I slept soundly, and when I woke up, she was gone.
On the day of the second trial, Wen Xiaoting and I waited for Jiang Li outside the courthouse to ask her how her preparations were going. I was afraid she'd be no match for Sophie again, like last time. If she lost this time, the judge might very well declare Wen Hong guilty on all three counts on the spot.
Jiang Li confidently told me she had a trump card, and at the very least, she wouldn't let the case go to only two trials.
After the trial began, the defense requested to call witnesses, and the judge agreed. Hei Pi and Lao Xie testified one after another, proving that Wen Hong had never forced anyone into prostitution.
According to the trial procedure, whoever presented the evidence was questioned first. After the defense finished questioning, the prosecution would then cross-examine. Although Jiang Li had rehearsed the questions the prosecution might ask with Hei Pi, Lao Xie, and me more than once, they still panicked under Sophie's aggressive and rapid-fire questioning, which reduced the credibility of their testimonies.
This was because, firstly, it was the first time Hei Pi and Lao Xie had experienced such a situation, and their mental fortitude couldn't withstand the test. Secondly, Sophie was too formidable; she asked many questions that Jiang Li hadn't considered, catching Hei Pi and Lao Xie off guard.
I felt that after these two rounds, Jiang Li had been completely outmatched by Su Fei again. While deeply impressed by Su Fei's skill, I secretly worried for Wen Hong. I looked at Jiang Li in the defense seat; she seemed completely unfazed, still exuding confidence. I wondered what this woman was up to.
Finally, it was my turn to sit in the witness stand. After asking me some questions, Jiang Li suddenly said, "Your Honor, esteemed judges, my client is a woman with a very pitiful past. She came from a poor rural family and gave birth to a daughter when she was a teenager after being seduced and raped. Even more tragically, her daughter was taken away shortly after birth and has been missing for twenty-seven years..."
Su Fei stood up and said, "Your Honor, the defense attorney's statements are completely irrelevant to this case."
Jiang Li immediately retorted, "Your Honor, the facts I am about to present, and the questions I will ask the witnesses, will directly affect whether a fair judgment can be made in this case. Please allow me to continue." The
presiding judge said, "Defense attorney, you may continue, but I must remind you that your statements and questions should not deviate from the facts of the case."
“Yes,” Jiang Li replied, continuing her statement, “For the past twenty-seven years, my client has been searching for her lost daughter and has never given up. Last May, in order to find clues about her daughter, my client returned to her hometown in Dazhou, Sichuan, accompanied by this witness…”
She stopped there, looked at me, and asked, “Witness, is what I’m saying true?”
I didn’t know why she brought this up. I could only answer, "Yes."
Jiang Li then asked, "Then, please tell everyone here, has her daughter been found?"
I realized things might be heading in a direction I didn't want to see, and stared at her intently but in a very low voice, asking, "What do you want?"
Jiang Li subtly raised her voice, "Please answer, has the missing daughter been found?"
Su Fei stood up again to retort, "I object. Whether the defendant's daughter has been found or not is completely irrelevant to this case. Your Honor, please stop the defense attorney's nonsensical questioning."
The presiding judge gestured to Su Fei to stop speaking, and then said to me, "Witness, please answer the defense attorney's question."
I hesitated for a moment, "She has been found."
Jiang Li's next question shocked me, "Then, now please tell everyone, who is her daughter?"
There was already an uproar in the audience. I stood up abruptly, glaring at Jiang Li fiercely, and asked in a low voice, "What exactly do you want?"
Wen Hong's panicked cry rang out from the defendant's dock, "No, don't say it, don't..."
She was quickly stopped by the bailiffs. Sophie's objections rose again, "Your Honor, aren't you going to stop the defense attorney's absurd behavior?"
The presiding judge said, "Defense attorney, you've strayed from the case. Please get back on track."
Jiang Li shifted her gaze from my fixed stare to the judge's bench, "If the witness is unwilling to answer, I will answer for him. My client's long-lost daughter is..."
"No, no!" Wen Hong cried out almost desperately, and was once again pressed down into the defendant's dock by the bailiffs.
Jiang Li's voice echoed throughout the courtroom, pointing to Sophie, "...Standing before us is the prosecutor, Sophie, Prosecutor Su, she is my client's daughter who has been missing for twenty-seven years."
The entire courtroom was filled with an uproar. Sophie looked at Wen Hong in the defendant's dock, speechless.

Eighty-eight,
"No, she's not my daughter..." Wen Hong shouted from the defendant's dock, "She's lying, this isn't true, I don't have a long-lost daughter, and I don't know this prosecutor..."
She was once again pressed down by the bailiffs. The presiding judge said, "The defendant is too agitated; take her away."
Two female bailiffs escorted Wen Hong away, who cried out as she was taken away, "She's not my daughter! Why did you lie? Why?"
"Mom, Mom..." Wen Xiaoting, standing in the gallery, called out to her mother several times, then turned her gaze to Su Fei in the courtroom, her eyes glistening with tears.
"What are you talking about? This is a courtroom! Why are you spouting nonsense?" Su Fei shouted at Jiang Li sharply.
Jiang Li ignored her and addressed the judges on the bench, "Your Honor, Your Honors, Prosecutor Su is indeed my client's daughter, and DNA testing can be conducted. Therefore, in order to uphold the fairness of the law, I strongly request that Prosecutor Su's qualification as the prosecutor in this case be temporarily revoked until the DNA test results are available."
After this commotion, the presiding judge had no choice but to adjourn the court and postpone the trial to another day.
Outside the courthouse, I loudly questioned Jiang Li, "What right do you have to do this? Do you know the consequences?"
Jiang Li yelled back, "If I don't do this, what better way is there to defend your sister Hong? Tell me!"
I stared at her blankly. Jiang Li continued, "That Sophie is so powerful. If I don't take her down, how will I have a chance to win later? Maybe the court will convict your sister Hong today!"
I paused for a moment and asked, "How did you find out about this? I didn't tell you at all."
Jiang Li looked away and said, "That day at your place, after you fell asleep, I accidentally found that forensic report..."
Wen Xiaoting, who was standing nearby, looked at Jiang Li, frowned, and asked me, "Brother, why was it after you fell asleep? Why was she still with you while you were asleep?"
I could only reassure her, "Tingting, don't ask now, I'll tell you later."
I looked at Jiang Li and asked, "Then why didn't you ask for my opinion? You made this decision without even asking me? Can you decide this all by yourself?"
Jiang Li rolled her eyes at me. "You're so soft-hearted, why would I talk to you?"
I sighed, "I really regret hiring you as Sister Hong's defense lawyer."
Jiang Li got angry as soon as she heard that, pointing at me and saying, "Chen Junhao, you heartless bastard, do you think I wanted to take this stupid case? It's a lot of work and thankless. Let whoever wants to take it take it. If it weren't for you, I would never have taken it." "Get away!"
She pushed me aside and said to Wen Xiaoting, "You're not that old, but you're quite jealous."
Then she stomped away in her high heels, and I heard Wen Xiaoting's voice beside me, "Brother, tell me, is that Prosecutor Su really Mom's daughter?"
I shifted my gaze from Jiang Li's departing figure to Wen Xiaoting, grasped her shoulders, and said, "Yes, she's your mother's daughter, your sister."
Wen Xiaoting looked at me with astonishment, her voice trembling, "Brother, why are you bleeding from your nose?"
"Bleeding from my nose?" I wiped my nose and saw a trace of bright red on my finger.
"Brother, what's wrong? Are you alright?" Wen Xiaoting grabbed my arm, asking anxiously.
I smiled. "It's nothing, maybe it's just the heat lately?"
Suddenly, I felt dizzy and slumped down. I heard Wen Xiaoting's startled cry, "Brother, brother, what's wrong?"
I quickly regained my senses and found myself sitting on the ground. Wen Xiaoting was squatting beside me, her arms around my shoulders, anxiously saying, "Brother, you scared me to death! Did you just faint?" I
shook my head. "It's nothing, I'm fine now."
"Shall we go to the hospital for a checkup?"
"Isn't it necessary?"
"You're in this state, nosebleed and dizzy... no, we have to go to the hospital."
Wen Xiaoting said firmly, helping me up and leading me to my car.
We went to the hospital that day. The doctor suspected leukemia and ordered related tests. Wen Xiaoting burst into tears as soon as she heard that. I comforted her for a while, telling her it was just a suspicion and that I was healthy enough to be fine.
Back home, neither of us mentioned it. After a sleepless night, I went to the hospital the next day to pick up the test results. I had originally planned to go alone, but Wen Xiaoting insisted on coming with me, so I had to let her.
The test results showed that I did indeed have aplastic anemia, commonly known as leukemia. The only saving grace was that my condition was currently in its early stages, and I wasn't in immediate danger for many years, but the possibility of rapid deterioration couldn't be ruled out.
The doctor told me that the most effective treatment for this disease was using umbilical cord blood from someone genetically very similar to me, such as a full sibling. Of course, this method was difficult for someone my age. But I could use my own child's umbilical cord blood…
The doctor asked me if I was married and had children. I said I did. The doctor then asked if I had preserved my child's umbilical cord blood at birth. I said no, I didn't know that at the time.
The doctor then said that I could consider having another child with my wife and using that child's umbilical cord blood to treat my illness. I told the doctor that my wife had recently passed away.
The doctor hesitated for a moment and said, "Then you either need to remarry and have children as soon as possible, or wait for a successful bone marrow match, but the latter's probability is very small."
On the way home from the hospital, Wen Xiaoting cried again in the car. I comforted her for a long time and told her never to tell anyone about my illness. She nodded between sobs.
In the days that followed, I often fell into deep thought. If I had to marry any woman, have children, and live with her for the rest of my life just to treat my illness, I couldn't do it. I would rather not seek treatment.
But if I didn't do that, a successful bone marrow match would be hard to find. Maybe I could live for a few more years or even ten years, but after that, it's hard to say. What would happen to Xiaoqin then? That was what worried me the most.
After a period of agonizing and heartache, and after several sleepless nights, I dialed He Jianguo's cell phone...
In early September of that year, Wen Hong's case was still postponed, and Su Fei hadn't come to see me or contacted me, nor had I contacted her. I thought that anyone would need time to process and process such a big thing happening to them all at once, so I decided not to bother her for the time being.
During this period, I visited Wen Hong again; she was very worried about Su Fei. I reassured her that after this incident came to light, at most, she would be disqualified as the prosecutor in this case due to the principle of kinship avoidance, which wouldn't affect her career. Hearing my words, Wen Hong finally felt a little more at ease.
My mother and Qin Hao suddenly came to Suizhou with my son, Chen Ailei. She said that after Wen Hong was arrested, she was worried that I couldn't take care of three girls by myself, and also guessed that I missed my son, so she came.
I thought it was good that my mother came; ever since I learned about my illness, I've missed my son terribly because I'm worried that one day I might never see him again.
I let my mother and Qin Hao stay in the house I use as my studio. After Ji Yalei's death and Wen Hong's arrest, I haven't been in the mood to paint; I haven't painted a single picture in the past few months.
He Jianguo went back to the United States and soon flew back. He excitedly told me that he had found a very famous expert there and showed him the CT scan of Xiaoqin's leg that I had given him before. The expert said that with treatment, Xiaoqin could hopefully walk again, but...
"It's just a matter of spending more money, right? That's easy to say. For Xiaoqin, I'm willing to spend any amount of money."
Hearing He Jianguo's confident words, I secretly made up my mind.
That day, I asked He Xiaoqin what she would do if her father suddenly came back to find her. He Xiaoqin said, "How could that be? That person left and never returned fifteen years ago. How could he possibly come back?" I said, "What if he does come back?"
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you saying such strange things?" He Xiaoqin realized something and looked at me.
I knelt in front of the wheelchair, head down, for a long while, then looked up and said, "He really is back, he's in Suizhou right now."
He Xiaoqin stared at me blankly, then smiled after a long while, "Are you kidding me?"
I shook my head at her and said, "I'm not kidding, it's true, and he wants to see you."
She seemed incredulous, staring at me without saying a word. I said, "Why don't you meet him?"
Tears streamed down He Xiaoqin's face. She wiped them away and said softly, "I don't have a father, I never have."
After saying that, she turned her wheelchair, backed up a little, turned around, and drove to her room, closing the door behind her. That day, He Xiaoqin barely spoke to me.

Eighty-nine.
After much persuasion, He Xiaoqin finally agreed to meet He Jianguo. She asked me if I didn't want her anymore and was planning to abandon her to that person?
I said absolutely not, it was just to meet him, have a meal, after all, he is your biological father!
On the day of the meeting, He Jianguo booked a luxurious private room at a large hotel. I asked Qin Hao to come with me. When the two of us took He Xiaoqin into the private room, He Jianguo was already waiting there.
As soon as he saw us, he greeted us with a broad smile. He Xiaoqin kept her head down, refusing to look at her father. He Jianguo exchanged a few pleasantries with us, then leaned down and smiled at He Xiaoqin, saying, "Xiaoqin, I'm your father."
He Xiaoqin still ignored him. He squatted down, gripping the armrests of his wheelchair, and said tearfully, "Qin! I'm your father! Don't you recognize me?"
I said, "Uncle He, calm down, don't frighten Xiaoqin."
He Jianguo then stood up, wiped away his tears, and smiled, "Then let's sit down and talk, everyone sit down."
I pushed He Xiaoqin to the dining table and was about to lift her to a chair when He Jianguo said, "Let me do it?"
I intentionally let him lift He Xiaoqin, not refusing. As soon as he reached out, He Xiaoqin immediately cried out, "Don't touch me!"
He Jianguo had no choice but to straighten up, awkwardly laughing, "Then your brother should do it."
I lifted He Xiaoqin to a chair and sat down to her right. Qin Hao sat to my right, and He Jianguo sat down opposite us. I thought to myself, "Only four people, and they booked such a huge private room. This table is so big, they'll probably have to spin the lazy Susan for ages to find what they want.
" "Oh, right, Xiaoqin, Dad prepared a gift for you," He Jianguo said, getting up and walking to the side. He picked up a shopping bag and brought it to He Xiaoqin; inside was a handbag.
"A limited edition Chanel bag, all you girls would love," He Jianguo said with a smile.
He Xiaoqin didn't even glance at it, coldly saying, "I can't walk, I can't go shopping, what do I need a bag for?"
"This…this…" He Jianguo was quite embarrassed and looked to me for help, "Junhao, why don't you keep it for her?"
I waved my hand, "Never mind, you keep it for now, we'll talk about it later."
Seeing this, He Jianguo had no choice but to sit back down. The dishes were served one after another, all the restaurant's most expensive dishes, including lobster, sea cucumber, foie gras, and a bottle of 1982 Lafite.
I estimated that this meal must have cost tens of thousands of yuan, plus that limited edition Chanel bag from earlier. It seems He Jianguo is doing quite well in America.
"Uncle He, what kind of business do you do in America?" I asked.
He Jianguo replied, "I do some import and export trade. The global environment is terrible these days, business is tough, but luckily I have some savings, so I manage."
While we were chatting, He Jianguo kept staring at He Xiaoqin. He suddenly said, "Xiaoqin, you were so young when I left, I didn't expect you to be so beautiful now! You've really blossomed into a beautiful young woman!"
He sighed, "Dad is so happy! When we get to America, Dad will definitely find the best hospital and the best doctor to cure your leg, I'll make sure you can stand up again."
"What are you saying? I don't understand," He Xiaoqin said.
He Jianguo pointed to himself with both hands and said excitedly, "Dad means, I'll go to America to cure your leg!"
"Why do I have to go to America?" He Xiaoqin asked loudly.
He Jianguo glanced at me, then smiled at He Xiaoqin, "Because Dad's in America! Dad's home there, and your brother's too, it's your home too!"
He Xiaoqin turned to me, angrily asking, "Brother, what does he mean?"
I took a sip of Lafite, head down, remaining silent.
"Say something! Brother..." He Xiaoqin shouted at me, her eyes brimming with tears.
I couldn't face her, burying my head in my drink. He Xiaoqin's tears flowed down her cheeks. "Brother, did you lie to me? You tricked me into coming here to meet him, don't you want me anymore? Say something!"
She picked up a chopstick and threw it at me. Qin Hao stood up, but I pulled him back, gesturing for him to sit down.
He Xiaoqin then looked at her father and said, "Uncle He, I won't go to America with you, absolutely not, so please give up on that idea."
"Xiaoqin, I..." He Jianguo said with a bitter face, hesitating to speak.
“I lost my father when I was five. He’s never been a father in my life…”
“Xiaoqin…” He Jianguo called out again, tears streaming down his face.
He Xiaoqin wiped her tears. “Since Zhengming died, and then Mom died, for the past ten years, it’s been just my brother keeping me company. Wherever my brother is, that’s where I will be. I will absolutely, positively never be separated from him. Unless…”
She turned to me, her eyes brimming with tears, “Unless my brother doesn’t want me anymore… Brother, would you not want me?”
I downed a large gulp of wine, my heart breaking.
“Brother…” she cried, “I want to go home. Take me home, please?”
I remained silent. She continued to cry, “I said I want to go home! Take me home!”
“Xiaoqin, don’t be like this…” He Jianguo said from across the room.
“Take me home! I want to go home! Can’t you hear me? Take me home!” He Xiaoqin cried hysterically.
Qin Hao glanced at me, then went over and hugged He Xiaoqin from behind. She sobbed uncontrollably.
I pulled out my car keys and slammed them on the table. "Take her home first!"
Qin Hao took the keys, put his hands on He Xiaoqin's shoulders, and said, "Xiaoqin, be good, come home with your uncle. Your brother will be back soon."
He Xiaoqin buried her head, shaking her head desperately, crying, "No, I want my brother to take me home..."
"I told you to go home, so go home! Why are you so disobedient?" I slammed my hand on the table and yelled at her.
This was the first time in twelve years I had yelled at Xiaoqin; my heart was breaking.
He Xiaoqin finally stopped struggling and buried her head, sobbing. I said to Qin Hao, "Take her away! Thank you for your trouble."
"It's nothing." Qin Hao smiled slightly, picked He Xiaoqin up from the chair, placed her in a wheelchair, and pushed her out of the private room.
I poured myself another glass of Lafite and drank it all in one gulp. I had never tasted such good wine before; it tasted delicious. But when I swallowed it, it tasted bitter.
“Uncle He, you’ve repeatedly assured me you’d take good care of Xiaoqin. What makes you so sure?” I asked, staring at He Jianguo, already a little tipsy.
He Jianguo took a sip of his drink. “I have large villas in Los Angeles and Seattle, with servants to wait on me. I also own a company with about a hundred employees; they all depend on me for their livelihood. So, you don’t need to worry about Xiaoqin.”
He smiled at me as he said this. I shook my left index finger at him a few times. "No, no, that's not what I meant..."
I pointed to my heart. "I meant here. How much sincerity do you have for Xiaoqin? Can you treat Xiaoqin with your whole heart?"
He Jianguo lowered his head and remained silent for a while before looking at me and saying, "Junhao, although I, He Jianguo, can't do what you do, giving everything to someone with whom you have no blood relation, I can do what you do for my own flesh and blood, especially for my daughter whom I abandoned for fifteen years and who has a heart full of atonement for her."
I stared at him for a long time and said, "Fine, remember what you said. Otherwise, I will never forgive you. Even if I become a ghost, I will cross the ocean to deal with you."
He Jianguo smiled helplessly, "Junhao, what you said is rather creepy..."
"One last question..." I said, "You still have some time before you return to America. How will you take care of Xiaoqin? I mean, Xiaoqin is disabled. To her, you are like a stranger. Do you understand what I mean?"
He Jianguo said, "Don't worry about that. I have an apartment in Guangzhou, a housekeeper, and my girlfriend came with me. She used to be a nurse in the US, she's very good at taking care of people..."
"Wait for my call." I stood up and walked towards the door of the private room.
He stopped me, "Um, Junhao, how much should I pay you?"
I glared at him fiercely, "Do you think I'm selling my own sister? Say that again, and you can forget about ever seeing Xiaoqin again."
In the taxi, I received a call from my mother, asking where I was. I said I was on my way home.
"Hurry back! That girl has been crying, crying like a baby. Qin Hao won't say anything, he told me to ask you. You know, she was a perfectly fine girl, she went out to eat with you and her own father, and she came back like this, what happened?" My mother complained.
"Mom, it's okay, I'll be home soon." I said, hung up the phone, turned to look out the car window, and tears streamed down my face.

Ninety,
Back home, my mother, Qin Hao, and the Wen Xiaoting and Wen Xiuxiu sisters were all there. I asked, "Where's Xiaoqin?"
My mother sighed, "She's crying inside. Go check on her!"
I was about to walk towards He Xiaoqin's room when my mother stopped me, saying, "Junhao, what are you thinking? I remember you said before that you wouldn't give Xiaoqin to anyone, not even her own father. Why are you thinking of giving her back now?"
I gently patted my mother's hand, "Mom, times have changed. I'll explain later."
At that moment, I saw Wen Xiaoting looking at me with tears in her eyes, her gaze seemingly holding a thousand unspoken words. Of everyone, only she knew why I did this. I shook my head slightly at her, signaling her not to say it. I
pushed open the door to He Xiaoqin's room and went in. I saw her sitting in a wheelchair, a box of tissues on her lap, sobbing and wiping away tears, with a pile of crumpled tissues at her feet.
I sat on the edge of the bed, turning the wheelchair to face me. The little girl was still sobbing, refusing to look at me. Seeing her like this, my heart shattered, but I told myself I couldn't soften.
I wiped away her tears and said softly, "Don't cry, crying too much will make you ugly."
She sobbed, "Brother, don't leave me, I don't want to go to America..."
I gently stroked her face, "Silly girl, it's not like we'll never see each other again. I can come to America to see you often in the future. When your leg is healed, you can come back to see me too!" She was
still sobbing, "Who are you kidding! America is so far away, how many times a year can you come?"
She raised her tear-streaked face, looking at me pitifully, "Brother, I don't want to go to America, please don't give me to that person, okay? I want to be with you..."
Tears welled up in my eyes. I gazed at her for a long time and said, "Your father has very good conditions over there, he can take good care of you, and the medical conditions there are also very good, maybe he can heal your leg..." As I
spoke, I tried to pull her head into my arms, "Be good, or I won't like you anymore..."
“No, I’m not going to America…” She suddenly pushed me away and shouted, “I’m not going anywhere, I’ll be wherever you are.”
I stood up abruptly. “You have to go!”
Her tearful eyes stared at me, tears streaming down her face.
“He Xiaoqin, let me tell you, this isn’t up to you. I’ve made up my mind.” I said, and walked out of the room.
He Xiaoqin followed me out in her wheelchair, shouting at my back, “Brother, let me tell you too, this isn’t up to you either. We haven’t been apart for a single day in these twelve years, so we won’t be apart in the future. Don’t even think about giving me to someone else. I’m not going to America, and I’m not getting treatment for my leg. Listen to me, I’m not getting treatment for my leg, not, not, not, I just won’t get treatment…”
I turned around and slapped He Xiaoqin across the face. Amid the gasps of the crowd, my mother quickly hugged He Xiaoqin and yelled at me, “What are you doing? Are you crazy?”
I had never thought of laying a finger on Xiaoqin in my life, and at that moment, I felt my heart bleeding. He Xiaoqin nestled in my mother's arms, covering her face and staring at me, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Brother, do you hate me that much? So much that you have to send me away?"
I turned away, quickly wiping my tears, then turned back to look at her, coldly saying, "Yes, I hate you."
"You bastard!" my mother yelled at me.
At the same time, Wen Xiaoting came over and tugged at me, shouting, "Brother, don't do this!"
She then said to He Xiaoqin, "Xiaoqin..."
I yanked her away, glaring at her fiercely, "This is none of your business, get out of here."
Wen Xiaoting turned away, covering her face and weeping.
"If you hate me, why did you take care of me in the first place?" He Xiaoqin looked at me, sobbing uncontrollably.
I sneered, "Did I have a choice back then? Your own brother got into a car accident because of me, and later your mother passed away. I couldn't just stand by and watch you be left without anyone to take care of you, watch you be sent to an orphanage, could I?"
"Then send me to an orphanage!" He Xiaoqin cried out, my mother hugging her and trying to comfort her.
“I should have sent you to an orphanage, that would have saved me so much trouble!” I shouted.
Qin Hao, who was standing nearby, shoved me. “What are you saying?”
I raised my hand at him and said, “None of your business, don’t move.”
“Then why didn’t you send me?” He Xiaoqin continued to cry out, “Or just kill me!”
“Oh dear! Xiaoqin, what are you saying? How could your brother think like that?” My mother hugged He Xiaoqin and complained.
She stared at me, tears streaming down her face, “But you chose to take care of me, never abandoning me. Twelve years, a full twelve years! You are the person I love most…”
She wiped away her tears, still staring at me, “Do you know? I’ve always thought that I will never have a boyfriend in this life, let alone a husband. So in my heart, you are not only my brother, but also my everything, even if you get married and have children, it will still be the same in my heart…”
She sobbed as she spoke. My mother patted her back, tears streaming down her face as she looked away. Wen Xiaoting and Wen Xiuxiu were also wiping away tears, and even Qin Hao, a grown man, wiped his eyes with his fingertips.
He Xiaoqin stopped crying and continued, "But now, you're going to throw me to someone else. If I had known it would be like this, I wouldn't have taken care of me in the first place. I would have let myself fend for myself, rather than you taking away my whole world. Chen Junhao, you're so cruel! I hate you..."
She couldn't continue and buried her face in my mother's arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
Qin Hao came over and grabbed my collar, pointing at me and saying, "You bastard, did you hear what she said?"
"Qin Hao, what are you doing? Don't touch my son, or I'll never forgive you!" My mother glared at Qin Hao and shouted.
I looked at Qin Hao without saying a word, really hoping he would beat me up, maybe that would make me feel better. Qin Hao let go of me, turned around and swung his fist, yelling "Damn it!"
I said to He Xiaoqin, "You know, twelve years. I took care of you when you were eight, and I took care of you until you were twenty, a full twelve years! I went from a teenager to a man in his thirties, and I spent my entire youth on you. How many twelve-year periods does a person have in their life?"
I paused for a moment, then continued, "Now that your dad is back, he has the means to take care of you and help you treat your leg. It's time for me to hand over my duties and live my own life. Xiaoqin, if you really care about your brother, then let go, okay?"
I bowed deeply to her, saying, "I'm sorry, brother."
Then, under everyone's gaze, I turned and walked out. Just as I reached the door, I heard He Xiaoqin cry out "Brother!" in a heart-wrenching voice behind me.
I stopped and turned around. To our near-stunned dismay, He Xiaoqin broke free from my mother's embrace, stood up from her wheelchair, stumbled towards me, and fell to the ground.
"Xiaoqin!" My mother, Wen Xiaoting, and Wen Xiuxiu cried out in alarm and immediately rushed to help her. Qin Hao also arrived at her side.
"Brother..." He Xiaoqin lay on the ground, tears streaming down her face, pleading, "I promise you, I'll go to America. Once my leg is healed, I'll come back to you. Then I won't be a burden to you anymore. You can take me back then, okay? Brother, please?"
The three women burst into tears, and Qin Hao also shed tears. I was also in tears. I turned around, said "Take good care of her," and left.
My mother yelled at my retreating back, "Get out, get out now!"
After leaving the house, I dialed He Jianguo's number and told him he'd pick up Xiaoqin the next day.
"Junhao, how can I thank you enough?" He Jianguo said on the other end of the phone.
"Taking care of Xiaoqin for the rest of your life is the best and greatest thanks you can give me," I said, and hung up.
That night, my mother and Qin Hao, along with Xiao Airei, stayed at my house to take care of He Xiaoqin. I locked myself in my studio and drank almost all night, getting completely drunk.
The next day, my mother called and said He Jianguo had taken Xiaoqin away.
"That girl hates you so much, but she loves you so much too..." my mother said. "Before she left, she told us she would definitely get back up and come back to find you..."
My mother cried as she spoke, "Son! You can't bear to part with her, why send her away? Why not keep her here? Mom will help you take care of her."
"Mom, don't say anymore," I said, hanging up the phone.
Not long after He Xiaoqin left, my mother and Qin Hao also took my son back to Shandong.
Since He Xiaoqin left, it felt like my whole being had been emptied out. We had relied on each other for twelve years, sharing our lives and hardships. Her departure felt like she took my entire world with her.
She once said I was her whole world, and after losing three beloved women—Suo Wanling, Su Fei, and Ji Yalei—she was my whole world too.
I didn't dare go home. Just returning to the place we lived together, just thinking of her sitting in her wheelchair calling me "brother," my heart ached.
I moved into the studio, leaving the house entirely to the Wen Xiaoting and Wen Xiuxiu sisters.
But I still couldn't stop thinking about He Xiaoqin, desperately. Many times, in the dead of night or when drunk, I would cry out her name again and again.
"Xiaoqin, Xiaoqin, brother misses you, brother really misses you..."
At that moment, my heart was overwhelmed by a river of sorrow...

91.
Wen Hong's case was finally decided. At the third trial, Sophie was no longer a member of the prosecution, while Jiang Li remained the defense attorney.
Wen Hong was sentenced to fifteen years: seven years for organized crime, eight years for gathering and harboring prostitution, and not guilty of forcing women into prostitution.
On the day of the sentencing, she was transferred from the detention center to a women's prison, becoming a formal prisoner. Afterwards, I visited her with Wen Xiaoting and Wen Xiuxiu, encouraging her to cooperate with the government and reform herself; we would wait for her to come out.
However, Sophie hadn't contacted me. I wasn't sure if she intended to never acknowledge her biological mother.
One night in October of that year, missing He Xiaoqin and the woman I loved, I got drunk again. When I staggered back to the studio, I saw Wen Xiaoting waiting for me.
I asked her what she was doing there. She said her phone was off and she was worried about me, so she came to check on me.
Once inside, I picked up a can of beer, opened it, and was about to drink when Wen Xiaoting snatched it away.
"Still drinking! No more!" she complained.
Through my blurry vision, I seemed to see Sophie smiling at me, and I lost all reason, grabbing Wen Xiaoting and kissing her lips.
"Brother, what are you doing? Brother, don't do this..." She struggled and dodged a few times, then stopped resisting. Her hands, which had been pushing me away, wrapped around my neck, and we kissed deeply.
As I kissed her, I unbuttoned her blouse, reaching inside her bra to grasp one of her small but full, round breasts.
Between passionate kisses, she looked at me, her eyes glazed with desire, and said, "Brother, I love you..."
"I love you too!" I kissed her lips again, my hand moving to caress her other breast, feeling her nipple harden in my hand.
"Brother, do you really love me?" Wen Xiaoting's voice echoed in my ear again.
"Mmm, I love you..." I murmured, starting to undress her. "Feifei, I really love you so much..."
She pushed me away, saying, "Brother, I'm Tingting!"
I instantly sobered up, immediately letting go of her and getting up to leave. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I... I was drunk, I mistook you for..." I trailed off
. I heard her ask behind me, "Who did you mistook me for?"
I was speechless. She turned around, staring at me with tears in her eyes. "Tell me, who did you mistook me for? Was the Feifei you just called out my sister Su Fei?"
I nodded. She yelled at me, "Then go find her! Why don't you go find her, instead of drowning your sorrows in alcohol here?"
"You don't understand..." I was about to turn around when Wen Xiaoting cupped my face and kissed my lips.
I quickly stopped her, "Tingting, what are you doing?"
"I don't care about the reason, since you won't go find her, accept me, let me love you." She said, kissing me again.
"Don't do this..." I had no choice but to push her away, turn around, and murmur, "I've always thought of you as a sister, we can't do this."
After a while, I didn't hear her speak, so I turned around and was shocked.
Wen Xiaoting was completely naked, her clothes, bra, and panties lying at her feet. Her young and beautiful body was presented to me without reservation, delicate, slender, and delicate, but not overly thin, truly captivating.
"Ting, Tingting, you, you... what are you doing?" I stammered, quickly averting my gaze from her alluring naked body.
She immediately hugged me and kissed me, murmuring, "Brother, let me love you, let me have a child for you, and use his umbilical cord blood to save you..."
"Tingting, you're being ridiculous!" I pushed her away forcefully and shouted.
She stared at me blankly, tears streaming down her face. I took a breath, "How can I let you do this for me?"
"Why not? I did it willingly!" she cried out.
“Tingting, listen to me. I can’t have a child with any woman I don’t love and who doesn’t love me, just to cure my illness, you know?”
I stared at her and said, “I can’t do it. Because it’s not fair to that woman, it’s not fair to the child, and it’s not fair to myself either. If that’s the case, I’d rather stay sick forever.”
"But I love you, isn't that enough?" she cried, tears streaming down her face, pointing to her heart. "I've always idolized you since I was little, I've always loved you, don't you understand?"
She hugged and kissed me again. "Brother, you've suffered so much, let me love you and help you, okay? You love me too, right? Do you love me?"
I pushed her away again, placing my hands on her shoulders, and said, "Tingting, listen to me, I've always considered you my little sister, I've never thought of anything else..."
"Do you love me? Tell me, do you love me?" Her tearful eyes stared at me.
I paused for a moment, then said, "I love you, but there are many kinds of love. My love for you is a brother's love for his sister, it will never change, do you understand? To me, you are my own sister, how could I do this to my own sister?"
Her tears rolled down her cheeks again, she wiped them away, and said, "But your... you're already very hard, which means you still want me."
I looked down and saw that it was already erect, a tent pitched high between my legs. I quickly covered myself and turned my back to her, hurriedly saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
She turned back to me, frantically unbuckling my belt as she said, "I don't care, I just want you to love me, I just want you to want me, I just want to have a child for you to cure your illness..."
"Tingting!" I yelled, "If you continue like this, we won't even be siblings anymore."
She froze for a moment, then buried her face in my arms and sobbed. I held her and whispered in her ear, "Tingting, wanting is one thing, being able to have is another. We've always been siblings, and we always will be. If I do this with you, how can I face you afterward? How can we still be siblings?"
Wen Xiaoting cried in my arms for a while, then pushed me away, picked up her clothes from the floor, and put them on without saying a word. Only after she was dressed did she say, "If you really don't love me, go love someone you love, don't stay here living a life of debauchery."
After she finished speaking, she left the studio without looking back, leaving me standing there in a daze.
A few days later, my condition suddenly worsened, and I fainted. When I woke up, I was lying in a hospital bed, with Wen Xiaoting and Wen Xiuxiu by my side. The two girls had clearly been crying, their faces still wet with tears.
"Brother, you're awake!" Wen Xiaoting's tears flowed again as she turned her head and said, "Sister, brother's awake."
I looked in the direction of her voice and saw a tall, graceful figure walking in from the window—it was Su Fei. Seeing her, my eyes filled with tears.
She sat down by the bed, gazed at me for a moment with tears in her eyes, and then suddenly buried her face in my chest and wept bitterly. Seeing this, Wen Xiaoting pulled Wen Xiuxiu out of the room.
After a while, Sophie got up from me, crying, and asked, "If Tingting hadn't told you, how long did you plan to keep it a secret?"
I smiled, "No one else can take responsibility for this kind of thing, so why let more people know?"
She looked at me with tears streaming down her face, "Can't I take responsibility for you either?"
I was stunned for a moment. She took my left hand in both of hers and held it, crying as she said to me, "I just want you to say one thing: do you love me?"
I burst into tears, gazing at this woman, one of the three women I had ever loved in my life, and said, "I love you!"
She laughed through her tears, pressing my hand to her face, looking at me and smiling. I looked at her and smiled too...
Sophie and I quickly got our marriage certificate. On the day we got the certificate, my mother and Qin Hao, along with Chen Airei, came to Suizhou to join us. The whole family, including Wen Xiaoting and Wen Xiuxiu, had a meal together, which was considered the wedding ceremony.
Sophie's younger brother, Su Xiaoqiang, also came. Although he was surprised by his sister's sudden remarriage, he still blessed us and warned me not to hurt his sister, or he would be ruthless.
On our wedding night, I suddenly thought of more than a year ago when Ji Yalei and I were also newlyweds. Now she is gone, but those memories are as vivid as yesterday. How could I not burst into tears?
Sophie silently sat down beside me, poured a glass of red wine, raised it with both hands, and said to the sky, "Sister Yalei, today is the day of my and Junhao's wedding. From now on, please let me be your wife, to love him in your place..."
I looked at her, tears streaming down my face. She glanced at me, her tears also flowing like a spring, and continued to say to the sky, "Sister, please rest assured that you will entrust Xiao Airei to me. I will try my best to be a good mother, to cherish him, love him, take care of him, and raise him to adulthood..."
Then she sobbed and continued, "Finally, please bless me to give birth to a baby smoothly and to cure Junhao's illness. This glass of wine is for you."
After Sophie finished speaking, she spilled half of the wine in her glass on the ground, and drank the other half in one gulp. Then she poured two more glasses and said to me with tears in her eyes, "Husband, shall we drink a toast together?"
"Okay." I took the glass from her hand with tears in my eyes and drank the toast together.
Setting down my wine glass, I embraced Sophie and said emotionally, "Feifei, thank you, thank you for everything you've done for me. But I always feel I owe you something..."
"Husband..." she looked at me, her eyes tender and gentle, "Tell me, what do you owe me? I married you because I love you, and because you love me! I, Sophie, am not that noble, so noble as to sacrifice my body, my eggs, and my uterus to save a stranger. So, from today onwards, you are not allowed to say such things again." What
could I say to this woman who loved me so deeply, who was like a treasure to me? I could only hold her tightly in my arms.
"Actually, in a way, I should thank God..." she murmured in my arms, "If it weren't for this disease, how could I have broken through that barrier in my heart and been with you?"
"Mmm, mmm..." I held Sophie, sobbing uncontrollably.

(To be continued)

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