[Daughter's compensated dating] (61) (Posted on behalf of others)

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-24

Author: Little Chicken Soup
Published by: Pipi Xia
Word Count: 9595
March 5, 2017: Published in

"Sixty-One"

"You are... Dad...?"

Xueyi's eyes widened, her throat trembling, making her voice hoarse. Her once flushed cheeks turned pale,
the intoxication completely sobering her up in the extreme shock.

"Xueyi..."

We didn't say another word after that, only staring intently at each other. In this situation, neither of us had anything
to say, only hoping it was a prank-like nightmare. But the overwhelmingly real feeling made it clear that everything
was reality.

"Click." Just as everything seemed to freeze, the sound of a room key being swiped rang out outside.
The room door was pushed open, revealing Xiaolian and Yongshan. They helped the unsteady-footed Wenwei, and
were both taken aback when they saw the light in the room.

"You..."

My gaze was momentarily drawn to them, and I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that all three girls were safe and sound. However, in that brief moment of
distraction , Xueyi, who had been stunned, suddenly sprinted towards the door, forcefully pushing aside
the three people in front of it and fleeing the scene.

"Waaah!"

"Xueyi!" I instinctively chased after her. Xueyi didn't wait for the elevator; she ran straight to the end of the corridor,
pushed open the smoke door, and escaped down the stairs. By the time I reached the stairwell, she had already gone down two or three floors. I didn't chase after her anymore, because
I knew that even if I caught her, it would only lead my daughter to her doom. I

returned to the room with dejected steps. Xiaolian, who had placed Wenwei on the bed, stepped forward and questioned me: "I told you
not to waste time here, why didn't you listen?"

"I'm sorry..." I lowered my head, knowing I had messed things up. Xiaolian continued to ask: "Did you
say ? I'll try to make up a lie."

I said in a deep voice: "I didn't say anything, but Xueyi went on a drunken rampage and said she was a prostitute..."

"This..." This answer undoubtedly exceeded Xiaolian's expectations. Even someone as clever as her couldn't
find a reasonable explanation to resolve the situation. The girl thought for a moment, then turned back to chase after Xueyi: "I'll try to intercept her on the road!"

After Xiaolian also left, only the two girls and I were left in the room. Wenwei was still fast asleep on the bed. Yongshan
didn't know what to say, so she just lowered her head and apologized to me: "I'm sorry... Uncle..."

"No, it's not your responsibility..." I walked to the sofa and sat down, trying my best to calm myself down. I looked at my watch; it
was already eleven o'clock. Even if Xiaolian found Xueyi, the two of them probably wouldn't come back here. In order not to let my wife worry alone
at home, I stood up again, told Yongshan to keep a close eye on Wenwei, and left the hotel first.

"Yongshan, I'm leaving Weiwei in your care."

"Yes, Uncle..."

My heart was not at peace for a moment on the way. The thing I had been most worried about for the past three months had happened. I never dared to imagine what Xueyi would do after she
found out I knew about her compensated dating.

What about Xiujuan? Should I tell her about my daughter's compensated dating? As Xueyi's mother, Xiujuan has the right to
know. It would be disloyal to her to keep it from her. If I had discussed it with my wife earlier, and she had tried to
comfort Xueyi as a woman, things might not have turned out this way. I hesitated because I was afraid of being exposed for doing that sordid
thing with my daughter, and that's how I ruined everything.

I was so selfish, so incredibly selfish.

Back home, Xiujuan was already waiting. Unaware of the seriousness of the situation, she had specially heated up the chicken soup she had prepared for me.
I felt guilty towards my wife and apologized with a bitter face, "I'm sorry, Xiujuan..."

My wife smiled and shook her head, handing me the hot soup without asking where I had been that day. I
couldn't help but ask her in return, "Why don't you ask me what I did today?"

Xiujuan teased me, "Do you even need to ask? There's only
one ."

"Xiujuan..."

"Am I right? The other day when you heard Xueyi say she was in such a bad mood after the New Year's Eve party, I already knew
what was going on." My wife sat on the sofa, narrowing her eyes, and said, "I'm not a shrewd woman, but I
still have a woman's intuition. I've noticed that the way you look at Xueyi lately is different from before."

"The way I look at Xueyi is different from before?" My heart pounded, and I almost
dropped .

"Xueyi is so beautiful, you're just afraid your daughter will be tricked away, right?" Xiujuan said with a smile. I breathed a
sigh of relief; it turned out I was just guessing. My wife definitely doesn't have a woman's intuition.

"It's not my fault. What parent doesn't worry about their children?" I sighed. My wife laughed even more
brightly : "Relax a bit. I was tricked away by bad people back then, and I'm doing well now, aren't I? So you don't need
to worry too much about our daughter."

"Tricked away by bad people? You mean I lied to you?" I protested. Xiujuan chuckled and said, "Isn't that right? You
dare say you've never lied to me?"

"I wouldn't dare..."

"Oh, then you've done a lot of bad things. Quickly confess the truth." Xiujuan threatened me. I
couldn't keep my promise to Xiaolian. I really didn't dare to admit my mistakes honestly. It seems I really need her and Wenwei to sleep
next to my wife one day before I can beg for forgiveness.

"Xueyi's grown up, she has her own life, and we can't control her too much. Anyway, I believe our daughter
won't go astray." Hearing Xiujuan's trust in Xueyi, I couldn't imagine her
reaction when she learned the truth.

"What? Still worried about our daughter? She said she might stay up all night, someone must be having trouble sleeping. Do you want
me to go to the movies with you? Romance, action, or horror?" My wife flipped through a few DVDs, and I
asked in distress, "Any family dramas?"

"Yes, this one, 'My Mother is My Father's Killer.'"

"Watch something else, please, watch something else..."

But that night, what I hoped for didn't happen. My daughter didn't come home, and even Xiaolian didn't call
to tell me she'd found Xueyi. My wife and I sat on the sofa in front of the screen,
staring blankly at .

Xiujuan had fallen asleep next to me before the movie was even halfway over. This woman I'd promised to make happy for life,
I really didn't want to tell her that she wasn't happy at all. Even if the whole world knew the cruel truth, only my wife would be my hope.
I wanted to deceive her for life.

I didn't sleep a wink all night. At eight o'clock in the morning, my wife finally woke up groggily, rubbing her eyes and asking,
"Honey, what time is it?"

"Eight o'clock..." I tried to keep a smile. Xiujuan looked inside from the sofa: "Has Xueyi not come back yet?"

I shook my head bitterly. My wife raised her hand and yawned, saying, "That's a bit too much. We need to teach her a lesson when she gets back
."

"Yes, we need to teach her a lesson..."

"Didn't you sleep well? Do you want to go back to the room and sleep for a while?"

"No, honey..."

At that moment, all I wanted was for my daughter to come back safely, and nothing else mattered.

I went to the bathroom to wash my face to wake myself up. Looking at my sleep-deprived, bloodshot eyes and dark circles,
my face looked haggard, as if I had aged several years overnight.

When I returned outside, Xiujuan was preparing breakfast. There was no joy in welcoming the new year. Our family of three was missing
one member. It felt like a world apart.

Xueyi, please don't be hurt. Daughter, you absolutely cannot be hurt.

Finally, it was noon when Xiaolian called. I answered the phone impatiently, but the answer was still
disappointing .

"Xiaolian, have you found Xueyi?"

"No, her phone is always switched off."

"No..."

"Uncle, are you free? I'm near your house."

"Sure, I'll come find you."

When we arrived at the park, Xiaolian was wearing a light green dress and looked exhausted, as if she had been running around
all night looking for Xueyi.

"Is Weiwei alright?"

The girl shook her head and said, "She's fine, just had too much to drink. I took her home this morning."

"That's great. But it's really impressive that you and Yongshan were able to take her away from Tony. Will there be
any problems?" I asked worriedly. Xiaolian reassured me, "Don't worry, the hotel manager came to
take her away yesterday. He's Weiwei's godfather. He almost turned the disco upside down when he heard about her accident. He even warned Tony that if he dared to touch
a , the disco wouldn't want to renew its contract with the hotel."

"Weiwei has a godfather?" I asked curiously. Xiaolian rolled her eyes at me and said, "Don't you old men love
to recognize girls you've slept with as goddaughters? We frequent that hotel, and the manager took a liking to Weiwei and became
a regular customer . He sleeps with her at least once a week."

My head started to ache. So this is what they call "raising an army for a thousand days, using it for one."

In any case, knowing that everyone was safe and sound, I finally felt relieved. Now, only Xueyi was left.

"Don't worry, Xueyi will be alright. Your daughter is stronger than you think." Xiaolian
rested her hands on the railing, gazing at the sea, her eyes seemingly unfocused, looking in an unknown direction. "Yesterday, in a moment of panic,
I was worried she might do something drastic, but she's already overcome the most difficult days. I believe there's nothing else
Xueyi can't get through."

"The most difficult days?" I tensed up, repeating yesterday's question: "Xiaolian,
what exactly happened between you two? What were those grievances and lessons you mentioned yesterday?"

Xiaolian didn't answer directly, changing the subject: "Back then, the purpose of scheming to get you to the party
was, of course, to torment you. You're a cowardly good-for-nothing. I know with your personality, you definitely wouldn't dare to go to
Xueyi ." Then, looking at me softly, she said, "But for a moment, I also thought that if Xueyi really found out,
maybe it wouldn't be a bad thing. Things always have to end eventually. Xueyi only has you and her aunt left in the world.
Parental love might be able to lead her out of this maze."

"Xiaolian…"

"I won't say too much. Don't think we're on good terms. In my eyes, you're still a beast."
Xiaolian raised her eyebrows, a contemptuous expression on her face.

"Yes, and in my eyes, you'll always be the kind-hearted Xiaolian," I sighed.

Xiaolian ignored me, turned and left, leaving me alone to gaze at the vast sea.

"Xueyi..."

Xueyi didn't come back that afternoon. I even had a fear that I would never see my daughter again. Every minute
, her face was on my mind.

After a whole day of silence, Xiujuan, who hadn't cared much before, started to worry. She called her daughter several times,
but there was no answer. Finally, at nine o'clock in the evening, the doorbell rang like a savior after what felt like ages. I had
never been so anxious. I rushed to open the door, hoping it wouldn't be a disappointment.

"I'm back, Dad..."

It was Xueyi, her head bowed. Seeing my daughter, my eyes instantly filled with tears.

"You're back... Xueyi..."

Every parent who has ever had a child run away knows that the best outcome is for the child to return home safely. You
won't utter a single word of blame, and you might not even dare to ask where they've been, for fear of touching the delicate emotions of a young person. This is especially true when
the other person is a girl; such questions are even harder to ask.

Xueyi was still wearing yesterday's Mickey Mouse light blue jacket and silk dress. The mud-stained hem of her dress
suggested that she might have spent the night on the streets. My heart ached, and I quickly helped her to rest on the sofa.

"Have you had dinner? Shall I reheat the soup from yesterday for you?" Xiujuan asked kindly. Xueyi
didn't answer, sitting on the sofa silently like a puppet. I wanted to coax her into talking, but I was afraid of upsetting her
. Sometimes, when children go astray, parents are more anxious and fearful than the children themselves.

"The soup's ready, be careful it's hot." Soon, his wife brought over the chicken soup. Xueyi silently took the bowl
, took a sip from her pale lips, and suddenly a tear welled up in her eye, streaming down her dry face.

"Are you alright? Did it burn you?" his wife asked, startled. Xueyi shook her head vigorously, continuing to
drink the hot soup, tears streaming down her face. She didn't wipe them away, letting them slide down her cheeks and
drip onto the Mickey Mouse pattern on her clothes.

"Xueyi, are you alright?" Xiujuan, unaware of what was happening, was even more worried than I was seeing her daughter like this.
Xueyi finished the soup, and when she looked up and handed the bowl to her mother, the tears flowing freely were like rain:
"I'm sorry, Mom..."

"Why are you apologizing? Don't scare your mother! Xueyi, are you alright? What happened yesterday?" Xiujuan
was flustered by her daughter's unusual behavior. Xueyi looked at her mother for a moment, then her gaze fell on my face.
A few seconds later, she choked out, "Your daughter is unfilial, I have let my parents down. For the past year or so... I... I... I
've been doing compensated dating..."

"Compensated dating..." My wife was stunned by the word, almost unable to stand. I was also
shocked ; I never expected that Xueyi's first thing upon returning would be to confess to us.

"I'm sorry... Dad... Mom... Will you still consider me a daughter... Will you still forgive me... I'm sorry
... Dad... Mom..."

Xueyi sobbed uncontrollably, while Xiujuan and I could only stand there dumbfounded, unable to accept this reality.

This was the saddest day for our family. My wife didn't say anything more, not even a word of comfort to Xueyi.
She cleaned up the dishes and went back to the bedroom alone. I understood her feelings; if I hadn't already known the truth, my
reaction would probably have been even stronger. Few parents in the world can accept their daughter being a compensated dater with a normal heart.

"Take a shower and get some sleep. We can talk about it tomorrow," I told the girl again. I went back to the room to comfort Xiujuan
. As I had guessed, my wife was crying on the bed. I went over and sat on the edge of the bed, holding her hand and speaking silently.

"A 'compensated dating girl,' does that mean she sleeps with men?" Xiujuan asked me knowingly. I nodded bitterly
. My wife couldn't help but burst into tears: "Isn't that the same as being a prostitute? What did I do wrong? Why did I give birth to
a daughter who is a prostitute? I thought she would at most meet boyfriends secretly outside, how could I know she's working as a prostitute?"

I tried my best to comfort her: "Don't get agitated, calm down first. Xueyi is very emotional right now, don't let
her know you're crying."

"Don't get agitated? What mother wouldn't be agitated if she knew her daughter was working as a prostitute? Yesterday I said I believed she wouldn't
go astray, and today she tells me she's working as a prostitute. Has my family mistreated her? Have we ever lacked money for her to spend? Why
would she do something so disgraceful to our family? I'm going to beat her to death!"

Xiujuan became more and more agitated as she spoke, getting up from the bed and trying to rush to her daughter's room. I quickly stopped my wife from
leaving the bedroom. She grabbed the alarm clock and other odds and ends from the table and threw them at the door, yelling, "Get out! Get out right now!
The Ma family doesn't have a daughter who ruins the family reputation!"

I pressed down hard on my wife's shoulders and shouted, "Calm down! Don't let a moment of impulse ruin everything. Are you willing to lose Xueyi?
She's our only daughter!"

A mother's love is higher than the sky. Despite her impulsive words, she was the one who was most heartbroken. Hearing my words, Xiujuan went limp and
leaned against me, sobbing weakly, "Waaah... What should we do? Husband, what will we do?"

"It's okay, I believe in Xueyi. She must have her reasons. She's our daughter, we have to believe in her..."

I said, forcing back my tears.

Xiujuan cried for a long time, until she was exhausted. I put her on the bed, covered her with a sheet, and
touched her forehead. It was slightly hot; she seemed to have a fever from being too agitated.

I poured a glass of water in the living room and placed it on the bedside table, which finally calmed her down temporarily. I tiptoed to Xueyi's room.
The wooden door was ajar. I pushed it open slightly, and my daughter lay on the bed. In the moonlight reflected from the window, I could see her bright
eyes were still open. I gently knocked and asked, "May I come in, Xueyi?"

Xueyi's body was covered by the sheet, her arms draped over it. She slowly nodded. I took a breath,
composed myself, and stepped into my daughter's room.

"Mom...you must be very angry, right?" Xueyi's tone was flat and monotone. I sighed, "Of course I'm sad,
it's such a shocking thing."

"Dad, where were you yesterday?" Xueyi continued to ask me. This was
a question I had anticipated before coming in. I sat on my daughter's wooden chair and answered, "Yesterday I ran into Xiaolian at the nursing home. It rained heavily
and she caught a cold, so I took her home. Later I called you, and you sounded a bit drunk and I was worried, so I
went to the disco with her to check on her."

"Did Xiaolian...say anything to you?"

"No, she didn't say anything."

"Dad..." Xueyi paused for a moment, then asked again, "Did you already know...that I was doing compensated
dating a long time ago?"

"Xueyi..." My daughter's question put me in a difficult position. I didn't know if this was the right time to be honest.
If it backfired and upset her, it might backfire.

"Why do you ask that?" I didn't answer, throwing the question back at her. Xueyi said calmly, "I
think your reaction was very calm, Dad, as if you weren't surprised." Then she got out of bed and looked at me, saying, "
Did Xiaolian tell you something?"

"No, Xiaolian really didn't say anything. I was surprised too, but at that time, your and Weiwei's safety
was more important. I didn't have the mood to think about anything else."

"Is that so?" Xueyi didn't pursue the question further, but instead asked softly, "Are you
disappointed in me?"

"Disappointed... I should say heartbroken." I faced Xueyi and said seriously, "You are my daughter. I know
your personality very well. You wouldn't sell your body for money. What is the reason? Xueyi, I am your father. No matter
what happens, I will always be on your side. Tell me, okay? Let the family help you solve the problem."

"I'm sorry... Dad, Xueyi has disappointed you..."

From her troubled tone, I knew Xueyi wouldn't tell me anything. Perhaps today wasn't the right time either. I didn't force
her and said peacefully, "I'm not disappointed. Ma Xueyi will always be the pride of our family. Don't overthink it. Get some rest.
Even the biggest problems can be solved."

"Goodnight, Dad..."

"Don't do anything foolish, Mom and Dad will always support you."

"I won't, don't worry, Dad, I love you and Mom..."

"I love you too, Xueyi."

I stood up and pulled the blanket up to Xueyi's shoulders. My daughter closed her eyes, ending our conversation that evening.

Back in my bedroom, I sighed and sat on the bed, my heart heavy with conflict. Just as Xiaolian said, things
always have to end eventually. Putting the problem on the table might not be a bad thing; the sooner it's out in the open, the
sooner can escape this mess. But Xueyi's melancholy expression made me feel uneasy, and I even had
the thought that even if I knew, I might not be able to save her.

"Xueyi only has you and your aunt left in the world. Perhaps the love of her parents can lead her out of this maze."

What kind of maze is this? I realized that this was the most difficult mystery to solve.

The next day was a make-up holiday for New Year's Day, so Xueyi didn't have to go to school, and my wife and I didn't have to go to work either. The three of us got together.
In the same house, there was a sense of estrangement, a feeling of not knowing how to face others. Xiujuan was cooking breakfast in the kitchen, I was reading the newspaper on
the sofa , and Xueyi was still in her room. No one spoke; the usually lively family was
unnaturally quiet.

"It's ready," Xiujuan said, placing breakfast for three on the table. Her usually greedy daughter didn't
come running out . I knew my wife was still upset, and I deliberately tried to give them a chance to talk: "
Give this to Xueyi."

Xiujuan turned her head away like a child: "No! Why should Mom bring breakfast to me?"

"Don't be childish, go and tease your daughter."

"No, it's not my fault."

My wife's thinking was perfectly normal. How could her daughter's prostitution be wrong? It was unreasonable for her parents to comfort her.
I considered myself a soft-hearted father, so I didn't hesitate to bring the food, even if it meant losing my fatherly dignity.

"Xueyi, are you up? Breakfast is ready." I patted the closed wooden door. Xueyi was already awake,
staring blankly out the window. I smiled and asked, "Are you feeling any better?"

"I'm fine..."

"Then come and have breakfast. It's your favorite cheese sausage and two fried eggs. It's a bit high in calories, but
it's okay to eat a little more after being hungry all day."

"I...I'm not hungry..." "

Don't be like that. It's all from Mom's heart. Even if you don't finish it, eat a little."

"Dad, can you apologize to Mom for me?"

"It's okay. You've already apologized many times. She even forgave Dad's share, haha."

"Thank you, Dad..."

"We're father and daughter, don't be so polite. Come and eat. Do you want Dad to feed you?"

"No, thank you, Dad."

"Why keep saying thank you? I'm the man who brought you into this world, of course I have an obligation to make sure you're well-fed.
Here, the sausage will get cold and the cheese won't be as fragrant, the taste will be much worse."

Despite all the coaxing and pampering, Xueyi still didn't eat a single bite. Seeing me take the plate away untouched, Xiujuan's expression
clearly worsened, and she silently threw all the food into the trash.

The situation remained unchanged for the rest of the day. Seeing my daughter's condition, I was very worried. I put some fruit and water next to
her bed , but she only drank a small sip after several hours.

"I can't take it anymore! Who's in the wrong now? Why are you giving me attitude? If you're so tough, then
don't eat anything I cook anymore, hide in your room forever and never even go to the toilet!" My wife is a gentle woman, but
the blow of our daughter's escort services, coupled with her cold attitude, made her furious, something she hadn't done in years. I understood her feelings. Caught
between two sides I could only try to appease her, hoping Xueyi could recover soon.

The next day, we both had to go to work. Knowing Xueyi probably wouldn't be in the mood for school, I didn't disturb her, just told
her to rest.

The following days showed no improvement. Xueyi ate only a piece of fruit and drank a glass of water each day, remaining silent from morning till
night, a worrying situation. I thought this would push my wife's anger to its breaking point, but unexpectedly, her
attitude softened.

"Going to Taiwan for a week tomorrow?" I was taken aback by Xiujuan's suggestion to leave home at this time. My wife
said dejectedly, "Yes, the company has an exhibition in Taiwan. Originally, another colleague was in charge, but I applied
to switch ."

"Why did you do that? This is when the family needs you the most," I asked, puzzled.

"You're wrong. Now is the time for me to leave. I know Xueyi is
angry with me because she heard me say that I was going to kick her out. You're right, she's always been a filial daughter. She wouldn't do such a
thing without a reason. There must be a reason. As her mother, I hurt her by saying those things without understanding. So I should leave
for a while so you can talk to her properly." Xiujuan softened and explained on behalf of her daughter.

"Honey, this kind of thing is better left to a woman."

"Your relationship with our daughter has always been better than mine, I think she'll be willing to talk to you."

"But that would be too unfair to you."

Xiujuan sighed, "We only have one daughter, and it's not a good way to keep her like this.
She's my everything. I'd give up anything for Xueyi."

"You're so great, Xiujuan!" I hugged my wife, moved. She teased me, "Aren't you?

A model father, willing to risk your life for your daughter."

"Of course, but if you're willing to give up anything, what about your husband?"

Xiujuan said irritably, "Of course, that's even less of a consideration! If a husband could bring back a daughter,
I'd buy you a plane ticket and send you away without a second thought."

"How heartless, honey."

"It's the truth. For our daughter, I wouldn't mind giving you half to someone else."

"Hey, where did we get to? That's too much! Is your husband really worthless to you?" "

I'd even consider five cents."

"You underestimate me."

"This is a reasonable price!"

Xiujuan offered to compromise. Although I knew it was unfair to her, it was
a . That evening, I helped her pack her luggage. After many years of marriage, this was the first time my wife had traveled alone. While
organizing asked, "Is it too late to get the entry permit for Taiwan in this rush?"

Xiujuan made a dizzy face, "Honey, you're a civil servant, how many years have you had visa-free entry permits for Taiwan?
Don't you even know this?"

I said shyly, "Is that so? It's been so long since I've been to Taiwan."

Xiujuan twisted my ear and said, "It's not that it's been too long since you've been to Taiwan, it's been too long since you've been anywhere at all.
When was the last time our family went abroad?"

I counted on my fingers and stammered, "Not long...we just went to the zoo in Panyu, didn't we?"

"Panyu? That was when Xueyi was in her first year of high school, how many years has that been?"

"Ha-has it been that long? Time flies..."

"You're always so busy, you haven't even taken care of the family's welfare." My wife complained, "Xueyi has mentioned
wanting to travel to Japan a few times. You should make a plan, and once her condition improves, we can go on a trip together to relax."

"Honey, you really love Xueyi," I said emotionally. "She'll be alright, and then our whole family
will happily go on the parade."

"Then I'll leave our daughter to you, honey."

"I'll do my best, my wife..."

Holding Xiujuan tightly, I realized that while I haven't done many things in my life that I can be proud of, the most important thing I did was marry
this wonderful wife.

The sorrow of parting, though only for a few days, was still
very . That night, my wife and I slept in each other's arms, warming each other with our bodies, hoping that by the time we returned home,
the storm would have passed and the sun would shine again.

The next morning, Xiujuan left
for the Xueyi suddenly came out of her bedroom, looking apologetic, and said to her mother, "I'm sorry, Mom, have a safe
trip. Text me and Dad when you arrive."

This was the first time in a week that Xiujuan had seen her daughter leave her room. Startled, Xiujuan's eyes instantly reddened. She nodded and
said , "It's okay, I'll bring you souvenirs. Take care and get some rest."

After seeing my wife off, I planned to ask Xiaolian and the others to help comfort Xueyi. After all, they were doing the same thing,
so they probably had more to say than I did, and the chances of persuading my daughter were greater.

But when I called Xiaolian, she said that they had been visiting Xueyi after school these past few days, but they
hadn't talked much. It seemed that this incident had hit their daughter harder than they had imagined.

Alone with my daughter, I hoped to open up to Xueyi, but she didn't change her attitude because her mother wasn't there; she
still stayed in her room all day. I understood that she wasn't blaming her mother for what she had said that day, but rather that she couldn't face me, her
father.

"Xueyi, this is Daddy cooking. I haven't been in the kitchen for over twenty years. Give me some face and try
Daddy 's cooking." That evening after work, I went to the market to buy groceries. With Xiujuan as my capable wife, I never had to
worry about meals, and I hadn't bought groceries or cooked for many years. That day, I rushed into the kitchen for my daughter, to see if I was still as capable as before.

I moved the small table into Xueyi's room, laid out the steaming hot food, and took the first bite: "Don't you have
confidence in Dad? Okay, I'll prove it tastes good. It looks great, and the aroma and flavor are amazing... Ugh... Why is it bitter?"

I took a bite and realized I couldn't swallow it at all. Not to be outdone, I tried another dish. Damn, it stinks!

"Even a cat wouldn't eat this... What a waste of food..." I said with a self-deprecating laugh, "Dad used to say
you were the God of Hell's Kitchen, but it turns out I'm the Dark General."

Normally, my daughter would be laughing her head off at this kind of lame joke, but today Xueyi was expressionless, only staring blankly
at me, asking, "Dad, after hearing what I said that day, will you look down on me?"

I pretended to be clueless, picking at the bitter vegetable in my mouth, and said, "What I said that day? It's nothing. It's normal for young people to get carried away .
Mom and Dad said even worse things back then."

"You... won't you think Xueyi is a very cheap woman?"

"How could I? Everyone says you'll always be the apple of our eye, and besides, I was drunk then, wasn't I?
How can you take drunken words seriously? Even when Dad was drunk, he said he'd take you on a Mars expedition, but it was all a lie." I
tried to comfort her, but Xueyi didn't say anything more, only hanging her head in silence.

My personally cooked dish was a failure; Xueyi didn't eat a single bite. Well, actually, I only ate
two bites myself, and then I vomited it all into the toilet.

From Xueyi's words, I knew I couldn't be hasty; I had to guide her gently. It was understandable that my daughter was still troubled by what happened that day and couldn't accept it
immediately . Displaying a lewd side in front of her father was
a shameful thing for a girl. Compared to a stranger who had been a prostitute, her family was the hardest hurdle to overcome.

That night, I slept alone in bed, feeling incredibly lonely without my wife's warmth. Thinking about Xueyi made it even
harder to fall asleep; I tossed and turned in bed, unable to drift off.

"I wonder if Xueyi is covered properly." Unable to sleep, worried about my daughter, I went out to check on her
. However, as I passed through the small hallway, I heard a faint sound. At first, I thought my daughter
was unwell and rushed in, but then I realized it wasn't a cry of pain; instead, it was
the sound of a woman's pleasure.

"No way..." My heart pounded. I held my breath and went to Xueyi's room, listening carefully. The sound became even
clearer—yes, it was a woman's moans during intimacy.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...woo...woo...mmm..."

I couldn't believe the sounds I heard. I knew I couldn't violate my daughter's privacy, but my overwhelming desire made it impossible
to suppress my curiosity. I quietly pushed open the slightly ajar wooden door and peeked into the room.

By the light of the crescent moon, I could see the girl lying on the bed, the lake-blue sheet only covering her feet,
her nightgown disheveled from her movements. One hand gripped the edge of the bed with slight excitement, while the other
reached down to her genitals. The hem of her nightgown was lifted to her lower abdomen, revealing her cotton panties with a bear pattern.
The bulge in the panties indicated that her right hand was inserted inside, moving rhythmically up and down.

"Ah...ah ah...mmm...mmm..."

Without a doubt, every adult would know what this was like—my daughter was masturbating.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...ah!ah ah..."

"Xueyi..."

To be continued.

Aunt Xiujuan: Is this some kind of arrangement to transfer me away so that the father and daughter can have a good time? Why not just write that my
plane crashed into a mountain, and then I won't stop them from playing anymore? Anyway, you men love your wives dying! (Disdainful)

Little Chicken Soup: Not a bad suggestion… (Copied)

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/169989.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=169989&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : Mei, a woman a few years older than me

Next Page : Green Life