[Urban] Campus Maple Leaves in Full (Complete) - 19-21

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Chapter 10: None of it was intentional? (1)

The man who walked unsteadily, but whose knees couldn't even bend, was the one who had drunk the most among the six drunkards. Fortunately, his brain hadn't been completely soaked by alcohol, so he still knew to take care of the other three women who were swaying back and forth in the back seat.

But while he was taking care of them, he was holding one on his left and another on his right, and the extra one was now snuggling up to the woman on his right.

Sometimes the woman's voice was almost screaming, but it was impossible to hear what she was saying. Sometimes the man seemed to be explaining something, but he was just repeating the same sentence over and over again.

Are these people who are usually teachers? Are these people who have the temperament of ladies? Is this how a steady man should behave? The proprietress of Biyuan opened the car window to let out the strong smell of alcohol in the car, while cursing the six drunkards who were talking nonsense in her heart.

Six drunkards, shouting and yelling, staggered into the stairwell of the landlady's apartment building, drawing considerable attention. Thankfully, Dong Qin, half-carried by a man on her left and supported by another woman on her right, still knew where she was. So, she loudly and unsteadily pointed the way for the six drunkards.

None of them could sit properly on the sofa, nor could they remain quiet for more than a few minutes. At the six drunkards' insistence, the landlady, who had returned from parking the car, brought out more alcohol and placed it on the coffee table. She was confident she could

drink them all to death, knowing her own drinking capacity! The six drunkards appeared half-awake and half-dazed, but once the alcohol was poured into their glasses, they sobered up completely, as if doused with cold water. Of course, this sobering up was all about drinking, because the six drunkards practically pointed their guns at the landlady: "We've drunk so much, now you have to drink the penalty shot!"

They were practically crawling under the table, yet they were still pretending to understand! The proprietress was both angry and amused at the sight of the six drunkards, but true to her usual hearty nature, she picked up her glass and downed three cups in one gulp. The drunkards cheered and joined in, drinking and pouring more wine.

The proprietress herself was a little confused about how she had gotten so drunk, because when she finally regained consciousness, the scene before her left her bewildered for a long time.

Yes, a man and four women, all naked, were sleeping beside her. Anyone seeing such a scene for the first time would need considerable composure to avoid being stunned.

Although her clothes were a bit disheveled, she was still wearing them. After regaining her senses, she suddenly realized that besides herself, there was another person, also dressed in disheveled clothes, sleeping beside five naked people.

It was… upon closer inspection, this person was actually her friend, Dong Qin! Could it be…? Her heart skipped a beat as Dong Qin, still groggily, sat up.

Last night's gathering at the No. 33 Middle School's small canteen ended quickly after Tiancheng's deputy manager couldn't hold his liquor. After Lao Xu from the school was seen off, and all the team members and coaches went to rest, it was already 10 PM. Since everyone was from their own school, and with everyone having drunk quite a bit, they weren't comfortable letting the three female teachers from the city go home alone.

After some discussion, they initially planned to stay at Lao Li's house for the night, but everyone was quite drunk and for safety reasons while driving, they decided to sit in the office for a while to sober up before

heading back. This beautifully packaged drink, supposedly excellent for sobering up, was brought out by Dong Qin from her office, and everyone received one. The slightly sour taste with a hint of sweetness quickly brought a refreshing coolness to their still-drunk brains. Everyone talked about the drink's benefits and quickly drank theirs.

There were six cans in total; a dozen drinks make twelve. Since the drinks were indeed invigorating, Dong Qin distributed the remaining six to everyone. After drinking the remaining six cans, everyone inexplicably felt a sense of euphoria. As their minds became increasingly euphoric and their bodies uncontrollably heated up, someone suddenly said, "I really don't want to go home right now," which immediately resonated with everyone!

This resonance led to action, and Dong Qin opportunely took out her phone to call a friend while waiting for the landlady to pick them up. When the landlady arrived and saw the six people, they became known as the landlady encountering six drunkards.

However, the six people the landlady saw were less likely to have excessive alcohol levels and more likely were driven by a strange kind of euphoria, which led to their state. As for the landlady's subsequent amnesia, that was because she, who prided herself on her high alcohol tolerance, was pressured by the six to drink just one more drink before passing out, yet they continued to drink until they were completely drunk.

The more alcohol one drinks, the more excited one becomes, and the body seems to burn with an unquenchable heat!

Soon, the proprietress, known for her impressive drinking capacity, was completely drunk, glass after glass of alcohol. The six men, fueled by the burning heat within them, lost their last shred of self-control.

In their unrestrained revelry, Tian Rong, who wasn't sitting steadily, leaned against Lao Li's chest. Lao Li, his eyes reddening, pulled her closer, igniting his pent-up passion.

(I slightly over-wrote this a few days ago and had it blocked for editing; now, facing the censors, I have to retreat.) She was just drunk; she shouldn't have participated in the chaos, right? Looking at her still-wearing clothes, the proprietress felt a pang of relief, but her relief was short-lived. As she tried to get up, she cried out, her face turning deathly pale.

A burning pain shot through her crotch as she stood up! At that moment, as someone with prior marriage experience, she immediately realized: the city gates were on fire, and she, the fish in the moat, couldn't escape. "

Why am I so unlucky!" The landlady, utterly frustrated, let out a long sigh, an unspeakable rage making her murderous gaze pierce her friend's face!

Indeed, if her friend hadn't been so bored as to make that damned phone call, how could she have gotten herself into this mess!

She had gradually developed feelings for Old Li, and even though what happened last night was shocking and hard to accept, Dong Qin's difficulty was only due to the inexplicable circumstances. But when she fully sobered up and looked closely at her friend, she truly didn't know what to do.

Her friend, seeing that she was still dressed, clung to the hope that her situation wasn't too bad (at least she didn't think she'd slept with a man she'd only known for two days). However, Dong Qin, standing beside her friend, could clearly see the messy state of her friend's exposed genitals.

Heh… it wouldn't matter if her friend was wearing a casual dress, but with the hem of such a dress bunched up quite a bit, the view between her legs was no longer hidden.

She'd been discovered, but couldn't bring herself to tell her friend, "Look at yourself, aren't you in a state of confusion too?" So, amidst Dong Qin's turmoil, her friend's murderous gaze sent chills down her spine.

"Ah!"

"Oh!"

One after another, the women woke up, but of course, only Tie Yi and Tian Rong regained their composure first.

Dong Na grabbed a piece of clothing to cover herself as she cried. The female physics teacher's eyes were somewhat vacant, and her face turned ashen. Dong Qin stood to the side, feeling extremely guilty and uneasy. The Biyuan proprietress, who had been full of anger just moments before, was now speechless.

Tie Yi glanced at Tian Rong, their expressions complex and somewhat grave, before both turning their gazes to the still unconscious Old Li. Yes, the vice-principal and secretary had both slept with Old Li, the principal, so even if their encounters with him last night were a little more outrageous, the worst that could happen was a few pinches on his waist to vent their anger. But now, putting aside the others, there was Dong Na, who supposedly didn't even have a boyfriend yet. How was she supposed to face what happened last night?

But could everything that happened last night be blamed on Old Li? It seemed entirely his fault, which seemed unfair. But then again, did Old Li even need fairness now? He, a grown man, had slept with six women in one night, one of whom was a virgin! You could say he got such a huge advantage, and you still expect fairness? You're dreaming!

Tie Yi and Tian Rong's minds raced, while Old Li, perhaps dreaming of marrying a wife, was sound asleep. But for Tie Yi and Tian Rong, didn't they see the other women—some crying, some stunned, and some seething with anger? They were all living in the same house as Old Li, and since he was undeniably involved, they, as his family, needed to do some preliminary work to resolve the issue.

So, Tian Rong and Tie Yi turned their attention away from Old Li, first finding one of their own clothes scattered on the carpet to cover themselves, then giving the female physics teacher a similar garment, and finally covering the sobbing Dong Na with another garment.

One person was comforting Dong Na, while the other was reassuring the female physics teacher. They would occasionally inquire about Dong Qin and the landlady's opinions. In this back-and-forth, Dong Na began to sob intermittently. The female physics teacher, though not fully recovered, at least responded to Tie Yi's words of comfort.

To others, Principal Li of No. 33 Middle School was quite popular among the teachers and students. Among these popular individuals, Principal Li seemed to maintain good relationships with most people in the school (especially with women). If one were to name someone with a closer relationship, others would consider Tie Yi and Tian Rong to be the closest.

This isn't to say that anyone fully grasped the true relationship between Lao Li and the two women. Even if someone (like Dong Qin) speculated, it only meant that perhaps one of them had a close relationship with Lao Li. However, it must be said that Lao Li is a bachelor, and both Tie Yi and Tian Rong are single women. So, it's perfectly normal for either of them to have a close relationship with Lao Li, and no one can say anything about it.

Just now, even with Dong Na crying, not to mention the seemingly dazed female physics teacher, everyone was silently observing the reactions of others to the situation out of the corner of their eyes. It can be said that among the six women, only Tie Yi and Tian Rong were the first to calm down from their shock. When the other women began to shift their attention from themselves to their surroundings, they all saw the way Tie Yi and Tian Rong were staring at Lao Li.

What was originally a complex and serious look in their eyes had a completely different meaning in the eyes of others, because at this moment, such looks were interpreted as them needing Lao Li to provide a solution to this matter, just like the others. At times like this, regardless of a woman's true intentions, the shared thought among the women was to form an alliance with more people (though it's embarrassing, having more people on your side provides support). This would allow them to establish a general direction for handling the situation and at least give each other a breather in this awkward atmosphere.

Tie Yi was the eldest among them. Aside from the landlady, who didn't know her well, the others respected this petite but straightforward and decisive woman through their work interactions. Now, that accumulated respect carried a hint of reliance.

Seeing everyone's attention focused on her, the outspoken Tie Yi knew someone needed to speak up, otherwise, this stalemate might escalate into something else entirely.

She casually pulled a sheet from the bed and covered the naked Old Li. All the women in the room secretly breathed a sigh of relief at this cover: "Yes, that feels much better!

Let's go outside." Tie Yi was seeking everyone's opinions, but the other women hurriedly gathered their clothes and headed outside. Tian Rong and Tie Yi, walking behind, exchanged a glance for some reason. Now that

only the women were left, the awkward and tense atmosphere eased considerably. Looking at everyone, Tie Yi began, "I'm the eldest sister here, so if you trust me, I'll say a few words first. Now that things are as they are, I won't say anything else for now. I just want to ask everyone, what are your plans for this? '

What to do' doesn't mean demanding a final result right now, but rather that we all decide the scope of how to handle this. Take Xiao Na, for example. You're still a child. Do you want to discuss this with your family first, or wait a while before doing so? But Xiao Na, don't rush. Think it over carefully before making a decision.

Xiao Qin, I believe you're capable of making your own decisions. What are your thoughts? Make your own choice."

As for myself, although I really didn't want today's events to happen, they did anyway. But now that I'm this age, I think it's best to resolve this among us. If outsiders find out, not only will you all be embarrassed, especially Xiao Na, but I, too, will lose face. Of course, this is just my opinion; you can do what you think is best.

Cheng Yan (female physics teacher), Xiao Man, I'll take the liberty of calling you two sisters. One of you is transferring at the end of this semester, and the other was a scapegoat for us last night. To be honest, besides Xiao Na, it's really tough for you two to have this happen to you. But now that it's happened, we sisters can discuss what to do. I can offer my advice, but the final decision rests with you two.

"Xiao Tian, you and I both live with Lao Li, so we see each other all the time, and we even see each other every day at work. Since this has happened, don't you think we should discuss a solution within a few areas first? Otherwise, spreading it around won't benefit anyone. We sisters can always discuss things, and as the older sister, I'm open to suggestions. But you girls need to make your own decisions. Whatever you decide in the end, I won't object.

Also, no matter how yesterday's incident happened, Lao Li can't escape responsibility, and we need him to say something about it. Otherwise, what if our plans change?

Okay, now it's just me speaking. You girls, please share your thoughts, and let's discuss how to resolve this."

Tie Yi's words were very thoughtful and showed she was considering everyone's needs. However, Tian Rong, who truly understood the meaning behind Tie Yi's words, was amazed by her eloquence! Yes, if things go according to Tie Yi's plan, who will ultimately benefit the most?

Chapter 10: None of it was intentional? (2)

Silence is not always for thinking; it is for expressing an attitude, an attitude that does not need to be explained with words or expressions. Generally speaking, it is called tacit agreement.

Tie Yi's words contained only one meaning: since the matter has already occurred, let's keep it within our own control and handle it ourselves. To be honest, after the other women in the room had basically calmed down, they also unconsciously thought the same thing. However, they could not say it out loud. Now that Tie Yi had made their thoughts clear, they used silence to express their agreement.

Having outlined the general scope of the matter, it's time to discuss how to handle it. Perhaps only Tie Yi and Tian Rong in this room don't need to worry about their future. The remaining women, facing this crucial question, are experiencing turbulent emotions, their minds churning like boiling water.

If it were just like yesterday with Lao Li…

Unanimously, these women, their minds churning like boiling water, all started with this question, expanding upon its complexity. A spider weaves a web, and even if the web is huge and intricate, the spider never makes a mistake in its structure. Similarly, these women, their minds in turmoil, are now entangled with countless threads of thought, but these threads, moving rapidly through their minds, are spreading and intertwining without any order or structure. And so, the more threads of thought these women conjured up in their minds, the more tangled and unsolvable the problem became. But as these threads spread through their minds, the seemingly forgotten experiences of last night were gradually pieced together, like the final cut of a film.

The first to connect the hazy memories of last night was Dong Na, who had stopped crying at some point. Yes, last night…

it was Tian Rong who collapsed into Lao Li's arms. At that time, she seemed to be wearing only a small bra. And Lao Li, who had somehow taken off his shirt, pressed Tian Rong down, and the two of them became entangled, kissing and touching each other.

Perhaps… perhaps… it was when Lao Li spread Tian Rong's legs wide and pressed her onto the sofa… yes, it was when Dong Qin screamed and rushed over to pull Lao Li off Tian Rong, but with another scream, she was pulled closer by Lao Li.

Soon, Old Li and Dong Qin, who was also pinned down by him, seemed to be wrestling, or perhaps fiercely fighting each other. While still somewhat conscious, amidst fear and a strange, stimulating impulse, I urged myself to escape. I... I stood up and tripped, falling down next to the physics teacher.

Tie Yi, the physics teacher, and myself—what had clouded our judgment? How could these three women... how could they...?

My memories of this moment and the time that followed are truly blurry. But... but... how could it be... like that?! I lay there, legs wide apart, and Old... Old Li... was... lying between my legs, using his tongue... his tongue, licking...

In a moment of clarity, I panicked and desperately tried to push Old Li's head, which was embedded between my legs. But Old Li was like a nail nailed to my thighs; no matter how hard I pushed, I couldn't budge his head an inch. So, in her frantic shouting, she suddenly grabbed Old Li's not-so-long hair and began tearing at it desperately.

Perhaps it was the intense pain, but Old Li's head lifted as she pulled, but at that moment, she felt as if all her strength had been exhausted, limp and unable to move. Overwhelmed by

extreme shame, fear, and an inexplicable impulse, she stared unblinkingly at Old Li, whose eyes seemed somewhat vacant. Old Li shook his head, his dazed eyes suddenly revealing surprise and guilt amidst the swaying. But at that moment, Tie Yi wrapped himself around Old Li from behind, and everything began to blur again…

It seemed… Old Li was lying between his legs again, but this time, although he was clearly conscious, he didn't know what was urging him on. He pressed his hands down on Old Li's head, forcefully… towards his… there…

He couldn't remember the details, only that he ended up straddling Old Li, reaching for… that… but Old Li stopped him. He made him lie there again, then put his head into his…

letting his tongue forcefully penetrate… inside, letting his hands vigorously rub his breasts… He cried out, shouting, desperately clamping Old Li's head between his legs.

Finally, trembling and limp, she couldn't move anymore, while Old Li, panting heavily, lifted his head from between her legs and rolled to his side, lying on his back.

Watching his violent rise and fall, listening to his desperately suppressed but inability to calm his panting, she suddenly realized that Old Li was conscious at that moment. He was using his tongue to free himself from that demonic impulse, and he himself was struggling against this impulsive demon. But now that she had broken free from the demon's shackles, seeing Old Li like this, she felt an even greater urge: to become that impulsive demon herself!

Her body was too weak, so she couldn't get up no matter how hard she tried. At this moment, Old Li, struggling with the demon, was also rolling around, his breathing quickening and interspersed with low growls. However, Old Li's rolling was away from her body, and this direction…

Thinking this, Dong Na couldn't help but look up, her gaze falling on the landlady with a slightly furrowed brow. She was asleep on the sofa, drunk, when Old Li rolled over beside her, ending up at her feet.

From the side, she could see his bloodshot eyes. And from the side, she, who had been alternating between lucidity and amnesia throughout the night, her body limp, witnessed firsthand how a man, his brain fried, had manipulated a woman who was unconscious from drunkenness… and she, watching, was filled with an inexplicable yet undeniable unease, gradually forgetting everything again.

She subconsciously squeezed her legs together; aside from the slight discomfort of being unclothed, there was no strange sensation as rumored. She, who could have remained uninvolved, had taken her place when Old Li was about to pass out from the fever! A sudden surge of guilt filled Dong Na's eyes.

Memories, sometimes clear, sometimes blurry, now swirled in every woman's mind, and the more memories surfaced, the more chaotic their hearts became: How could I have done this!

These were the thoughts that had been forming in the women's minds. The women, agitated and restless, looked up, a hunch that something was amiss. Last night's events weren't simply due to excessive drinking; there was something else going on.

The landlady was unaware that she had become a scapegoat, but being taken advantage of while unconscious by a man was something she couldn't swallow. However, she understood the situation better now. If she insisted on not letting it go, she could teach the man who had wronged her a lesson, but doing so might be a disaster for the other women. Filled

with resentment yet burdened by worries, the landlady gritted her teeth until they ached. Just as she was wondering what to do, Cheng Yan, the physics teacher who hadn't spoken until now, offered her opinion: "Let's see what Old Li wants to do."

Indeed, the women were struggling with their thoughts, while the one truly responsible for the situation was still sound asleep! Even Tie Yi and Tian Rong, who weren't initially agitated, couldn't help but echo the other women's sentiments. They talked about it, and while they were certainly excited, who was actually going to kick the soundly sleeping man awake? The women in the room seemed to talk a big game, but when it came to actually doing it, they all seemed to deliberately avoid it; not a single one moved.

The best way to handle this situation was to give everyone some time to cool down, allowing them to calm down and develop a more rational approach to the problem. And so, although none of the women actually kicked the sleeping man awake as the others had suggested, it was during this time that all the women gradually calmed down.

Besides the consensus among all the women that this matter should not be publicized, Tian Rong's suggestion was also widely accepted. However, this acceptance stemmed from Tian Rong's statement: "Ultimately, each of us has to face this ourselves. How each person handles this is their own right. Therefore, regarding how to resolve this issue, let's respect individual opinions first, and then consider other aspects."

Leaving sufficient room for individual rights before considering the common interests of everyone at the appropriate time—Tian Rong's suggestion sounded easy to agree with. And while most people had calmed down somewhat, they hadn't yet decided on a specific way to handle the situation. So, while everyone was thinking about how to deal with it, who was thinking about whether to wake Old Li up?

Tie Yi's words helped everyone calmly consider the issue, and Tian Rong's few words had broken up the potential for a united front. Indeed, when one person faces a group, many methods are ineffective, but when one person faces another, the methods they use have a much wider range of possibilities. Strategically they're allies, but tactically they're loosely organized. What will this battle formation do in the future?

Summer days always dawn so early. As a ray of sunlight pierced the eastern sky, some of the women at the landlady's house were washing up, others were preparing breakfast. The landlady, who had inexplicably entered the room where Old Li was sleeping, just in time to see him awake.

She'd wanted to kick him awake while he was asleep, but now that he was awake, she didn't know what to do! Instinctively, meeting Old Li's somewhat confused gaze, the landlady called out to Dong Qin.

Dong Qin answered, but the first one to enter was Tian Rong. A slightly flustered landlady said something to Tian Rong and hurriedly left, leaving only Old Li and Tian Rong in the room.

For over half an hour, no one else entered the room. When Old Li emerged, secretly rubbing the bruises on his body from Tian Rong's pinching, the other women were already sitting at the table, fiddling with their uneaten breakfast. "

I'm done eating." Speaking in a voice barely audible to those around her, Dong Na hurriedly stood up and went to another room. Of the women who remained, only Tie Yi and Dong Qin looked up at Lao Li; the other two kept their heads slightly lowered, their hands, which had been fiddling with breakfast, stopped.

Face it calmly? Perhaps only the legendary revolutionary forefathers possessed such steely nerves. For Lao Li at this moment, it was absolutely impossible. He would rather stay in the room where he had been, letting the furious Tian Rong pinch his flesh raw, than face these women now.

Indeed, physical pain can be endured with forbearance, but mental trials and torments are far more unbearable. However, no matter how much testing and torment he endured, Old Li had to come out. He figured he'd be slaughtered anyway, so even if he peeked out, he'd still get stabbed. Even if urine had seeped into his shoes unseen, a man should stand up and walk out.

Tie Yi and Dong Qin glanced at Old Li and then looked away, while Cheng Yan and the landlady acted as if Old Li didn't exist. Old Li devised a plan and went straight to the bathroom to clean himself.

Perhaps he spent a little too much time cleaning himself in the bathroom, because when he came out, only Tian Rong, dressed, was standing at the door. "

Take a taxi home yourself," Tian Rong said, opening the door and leaving. Slightly surprised, Old Li stood alone in the landlady's living room for a moment, then looked at the closed door of one of the landlady's bedrooms. Perhaps relieved, he also came out of the landlady's house.

The sounds of footsteps receding and the latch closing on the door echoed in the distance. Inside the tightly closed room of the landlady's house, Dong Qin and the landlady secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Now that things had come to this point, the usually very close friends were about to talk.

Perhaps intentionally avoiding sensitive topics, they directly turned to the events of the previous night.

In fact, they had all asked each other this question countless times, and everyone's focus was on the last few cans of drinks. However, no one voiced their suspicions, because without solid evidence, it was unwise to accuse anyone.

Dong Qin had taken out the drinks, so she was the most uneasy. While telling her best friend about her unease, she picked up the phone and dialed.

The manager of Red Shoes arrived quickly, as Dong Qin had gotten her drinks from her. However, after verifying with the manager, Dong Qin sat there in a daze.

In real society, many people become addicted to substances with strong stimulants, such as those that induce excitement and impulsiveness. Red Shoes is a KTV that operates largely legally, but when certain people Red Shoes can't afford to offend come, the operators make some adjustments. For example, they only provide these special stimulants to these people.

Dong Qin often goes to Red Shoes with her friends, and because she has a close relationship with the operators, she sometimes acts as a temporary manager. This particular drink is supposed to have considerable hangover-relieving effects, and Dong Qin had only started to appreciate it after trying it a few times. Last week, after temporarily acting as a manager at Red Shoes again, Dong Qin took the drinks from the bottom of the cabinet without saying a word before leaving, grumbling as she did so: "It's just a few cans of cheap soda! Why are you hiding them, afraid someone will drink them?"

Dong Qin silently and grumbled as she took the drinks, while the real operators of Red Shoes were nearly frantic when they returned because those few cans of drinks were missing! Yes, this kind of thing is like a time bomb, not too big, not too small. If it explodes somewhere, it will be unbearable.

To be honest, when the owner of Red Shoes couldn't find the drinks, he just remembered to ask Dong Qin if she had taken them, and Dong Qin called.

The process of Dong Qin taking the bomb was that simple, but this bomb really exploded last night, and it also hit seven people! But that's how things are. Can you say that all the responsibility is Dong Qin?

Chapter 10: None of it was intentional? (3)

The kind of drinks that Dong Na took from Red Shoes are often drunk by the proprietress when she drinks too much. However, the drinks she drinks are from her own restaurant, and she doesn't have anyone who makes special requests to her or whom she can't afford to offend. So she drinks these drinks to relieve her thirst. But now, after hearing the conversation between Dong Na and the manager of Red Shoes, and thinking about everything that happened last night, she is very scared and just wants to throw away all the drinks in her savings account as soon as possible.

What started as a well-intentioned attempt to sober everyone up turned into a disaster, and once such a disaster occurs, it's irreversible. Even though it was unintentional, Dong Na felt deeply guilty towards everyone involved. After some thought, she took out her phone and called each of them.

The six women from the previous night received her call. When they arrived at the location Dong Na had reserved at Biyuan Garden, they faced a deeply apologetic Dong Na. She first downed three glasses of wine, apologizing to the others while explaining the reasons for the previous night's events.

Dong Na, filled with remorse, sat down in front of everyone, ready to await any decision. However, facing someone who had made an unintentional mistake and was so responsible, the others, feeling incredibly aggrieved, didn't know how to vent their frustration. But for

the time being, there was nowhere to vent their anger. The six women, who had only been separated for less than three hours, sat silently for a while, each lost in their own thoughts, before finally bringing up the issue again. Even in this day and age, where many men and women treat sex as casually as a male dog having sex with a female dog on the street, there are still some who are disgusted by such promiscuity and insist on maintaining a sense of shame. For example, the women sitting with Dong Na now, at least they still hold onto that principle.

But reality is often like this: the more you try to avoid something, the more it seems to cling to you, like a ghost on a dark road. So, the six women, who had been possessed by a ghost and were finally able to rationally consider how to face the situation, began to have an open and honest conversation. They

couldn't understand what had happened the previous night. It was like tripping over a stone in the street; you could rack your brains and still not figure out how the stone got into the middle of the road. Therefore, when you can't understand something for the time being, it's best to put it aside and let nature take its course.

Old Li was alright; he didn't obsess over why the events of the previous night had occurred, but this didn't prevent his fragmented memories from gradually piecing together in his mind.

Even if someone describes something you didn't consciously experience, you can only feel a sense of immersion with it, with a degree of skepticism. But personal memories, even if fragmented, allow you to deeply savor every detail you can recall as you piece them together.

Old Li was just an ordinary man, and with the same ordinary mindset, he sat in a temporary office in the teaching building of No. 33 Middle School, slowly recalling the events of the previous night, savoring every detail of what had happened. The

dense leaves of the maple tree outside the window swayed in the breeze, their forms almost like a woman's graceful movements. The shadows of the trees danced in the wind, displaying countless different postures; the woman, like water, swayed and blended into the wind-swept shadows.

The soft branches at the tips resembled Dong Na's slender waist, the tender, new green leaves still lingering on his lips. The branches suddenly rose, moving against the wind, like Cheng Yan's fiery limbs grasping and kneading him—a woman's most beautiful allure, displayed when she wavered between confusion and clarity, a mixture of resistance and acceptance.

A glimpse of Tian Rong's smooth, white back flashed across the treetop, the clusters of large leaves resembling her swaying hips. Like a reach out to touch, like the unrestrained, frenzied caressing...

The narrow, oval trunk was also slightly open, its knots barely visible. Only when his own thick member was pulled from Dong Qin's petals, which refused to close for so long, could it bear such a striking resemblance? And at this moment, Dong Qin's trembling body was like the rustling leaves in the wind...

Among the dense branches, Tie Yi's petite figure appeared and disappeared, his own thick member chasing her petals, his own hands having once cradled her hips. A woman who moaned and cried out in ecstasy, a woman who would pull her own hair at the height of her climax...

This was the most indistinct woman, so now he could only vaguely see her from the deepest shadows of the tree. Perhaps it was this indistinctness that made him always try so hard to savor her presence, standing behind the figures of other women. Xiaoman, like a delicate vine winding through the branches and leaves, was now just a blurry outline in the distance…

Everything before her eyes was instantly obscured, and the faint fragrance of a young girl wafted to her nose. The familiar scent, the unique temperament of a young girl… Old Li stroked the girl's soft little hand wrapped around his eyes, then rested his head on her newly formed body, softly calling Yueyue's name.

Her heart pounded, and her hands trembled slightly, stiffening under the man's touch. The pressure of his head against her chest seemed to trigger a cry, and he pulled her into his embrace, half-sitting, half-leaning.

Looking at his tender gaze, watching his full, warm lips slowly approach hers, her shyness and slight fear vanished instantly. She wrapped her arms around his neck, bravely, for the first time, welcoming a man's kiss.

A strong embrace, long, even breaths, a tongue that made her heart flutter swirling in her mouth, savoring the taste of his saliva. In the lingering kiss, her tongue intertwined with his, and she finally understood the taste of a kiss.

Softly nestled in his arms, she didn't want to move. His kisses graced her face, his hands held and caressed repeatedly. Watching and feeling his hands caress her, sending electric sensations through her body, she watched as his large hands explored her lower abdomen and then slowly lifted her skirt, reaching inside.

The tip of his penis, erect and hard, bloomed in the air, and the wetness between her legs once again clung to his fingers. Let her fingers caress her erection, let her mouth taste the juices flowing between her legs, stained with her fingers…

“Teacher, Zhang Nan and the others call you Dad, Bai Xue and I want to do that too!”

The girl, seemingly listless and weak, spoke with a surprisingly strong tone.

“Yes, Yueyue is Daddy’s good daughter.”

Her daughter’s softness made her father’s hands linger, but he would never refuse a request from his daughter.

"Dad, Bai Xue should be here by now."

"Okay, then Dad and Yueyue will wait for her here."

"Dad, summer vacation is coming soon, can Bai Xue and I stay at your house during the summer vacation?"

"Sure, Dad's house is your house too..."

"Dad, I...I want to..."

"What do you want? Dad's good daughter."

"I...I...want...want to be...want to be Dad's new...bride during the summer vacation!"

"Hehe...good girls are still shy! Dad..."

"Bad Dad! Don't laugh at me! You're bad! You're bad...Dad you..."

Just like last time, he didn't make the two little girls become real women from this moment on. However, the two little girls were once again wet from Old Li's big mouth and the juice flowing from their own garden. Once again, Old Li pulled them off their legs and stuffed them into his pocket.

Their faces flushed, their bodies soft yet still sensitive with lingering pleasure, the two girls let their private parts be covered and gently caressed by Old Li's large hands. They nestled languidly in his arms, enjoying this rare tenderness. With the high school entrance exams approaching, this moment of tenderness allowed the two girls to open their hearts and fully embrace their teenage years. Yes, the blossoming season of sixteen—once it's over, it will be a lifetime of memories. And to permanently preserve such a blossoming season in memory requires profound and unforgettable effort.

It was almost noon when Old Li took out his phone to call Fei'er, and his phone rang.

It was Fei'er calling, and this unspoken understanding always brought a warm feeling to Old Li's heart. With this warm feeling, Old Li pressed the answer button.

Fei'er remained silent. Clearly, Tie Yi and Tian Rong, who had gone home earlier, had already told her what had happened the previous night. Fei'er cared deeply for her husband, who was also her father-in-law. However, the unexpected turn of events left her unsure what to say to her father-in-law. After dialing the number,

she could only remain silent. It was a mistake, a grave mistake, and it wasn't anyone's fault. Tormented by guilt and helplessness, Old Li, facing Fei'er's silence, also didn't know how to speak. His lips moved several times, but he remained silent.

"Dad, come home for lunch."

The long silence was finally broken by Fei'er's words. However, only Fei'er said those words; then came the busy tone of the phone.

Old Li understood. He understood every meaning in Fei'er's words. Yes, in times of desperation, home is the best choice.

Cheng Yan and Dong Na were taken to Lao Li's dormitory at the aluminum plant by Tian Rong and Tie Yi that morning to rest. After thinking for a moment, Lao Li took out the spare key to Tian Rong's newly bought car and left the office. He

was already familiar with the route, and about ten minutes later, Lao Li arrived at the home of Xiao Man, the proprietress of Biyuan.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door. After a series of light footsteps approaching, Xiao Man's door opened at a sound of inquiry.

The person who opened the door for Lao Li lowered their head slightly upon seeing him. Looking at Xiao Man, who seemed unsure whether to say "Come in" or something else, Lao Li said, "May I come in?"

Xiao Man, dressed in her pajamas, hesitated for a moment after hearing Lao Li's question, then took a step back from the doorway.

This was a form of permission, so Lao Li followed the space Xiao Man had created and entered Xiao Man's home.

No one offered him a seat, let alone a cup of tea or any simple hospitality. After Old Li entered his home, Xiao Man, who had casually closed the door behind her, went straight into another room beside him as he entered the living room.

She closed the door behind her, and Old Li, hearing voices inside, stood waiting in the living room.

Three to five minutes, or maybe ten or eight, later, the door Xiao Man had closed opened again. Dong Qin came out first, followed by Xiao Man, and then another person Old Li didn't recognize.

Dong Qin and Xiao Man didn't look at Old Li or speak. When Old Li finally got a clear look at the unfamiliar person, this last person asked, "Principal Li, what brings you here?"

"I've come to invite them to my home for dinner,"

Old Li said in a very casual tone, stating his purpose.

When it came to dinner, instead of using the polite "please," he used a casual, everyday way of addressing them. Whether this was abrupt and a lapse in manners, or whether the simple yet warm words were more pleasant to hear, Dong Qin and Xiao Man subtly straightened their postures slightly after hearing Old Li explain his purpose, but remained silent.

"I'll wait for you two downstairs. You two change your clothes first."

The tone was essentially the same as before, but this time there was a barely perceptible questioning tone at the end. Following this subtle refrain, Old Li glanced at Dong Qin and Xiao Man, whose eyes were lowered, before walking outside. *Am

I that familiar with you? Why should I eat at your house? Are you inviting me? Are you giving orders…* Old Li's figure disappeared as the door closed, but the two still silent women felt a flood of questions and accusations welling up inside them.

Even after Lao Li left, Dong Na and Xiao Man remained silent and motionless. The stranger Lao Li didn't recognize chuckled slightly upon seeing them, then half-pushed, half-pulled them to change their clothes. It was

only after this stranger urged them out of the house that Dong Na and Xiao Man cautiously stepped out. Lao Li opened the car door

for the two ladies, helped them into the car, and then closed the door for them, sincerely thanking the stranger.

The stranger accepted Lao Li's thanks without question, watching Lao Li's car slowly drive away.

They arrived at Lao Li's house at 11:40. After helping the two ladies out of the car and having Fei'er accompany them, Lao Li drove off again without stopping.

Dong Na and Cheng Yan arrived home forty minutes later in Lao Li's car. Unlike when he picked up Dong Na and Xiao Man earlier, Tie Yi and Tian Rong were waiting for them there.

Last night, the six women ate slowly and in small portions in an atmosphere that was neither awkward nor embarrassing, but certainly not harmonious or pleasant. They all stopped eating around the same time.

Fei'er, who was sitting with them, didn't serve them any more food or urge them to refill their bowls. She chatted with the six women casually, as she would at home after a meal, and then lunch was over.

No one offered to see anyone off, and no one mentioned leaving after the meal, so Fei'er naturally suggested that everyone take a nap.

Tie Yi and Cheng Yan, Tian Rong and Dong Na walked towards their assigned rooms, while Fei'er walked beside Xiao Man, and Lao Li followed a little behind Dong Qin.

Tie Yi and Tian Rong arrived at their respective rooms first, and then went in one by one according to their assigned groups. While Fei'er was pointing out Xiao Man's room, Dong Qin stopped because Lao Li had walked a little faster.

Fei'er and Xiaoman entered the room, and at that moment, Old Li gently took Dong Qin's arm and led her into another room.

"Are you feeling better?"

After the initial excitement from a substance wears off, the fatigue and general feeling are hard to bear. So, after entering the room with Dong Qin, Old Li asked her with concern, his eyes lowered but his demeanor somewhat distant.

Sometimes, genuine concern is the most touching, and few people resist such sincere care. Feeling the sincerity of Old Li's greeting, Dong Qin nodded gently without speaking.

"Then I won't bother you anymore, you should rest." She was feeling

better, but not completely. Since she still needed rest to recover, Old Li didn't want to disturb her any longer.

Without nodding or shaking her head, Dong Qin stood silently and motionless after Old Li said he was leaving.

I don't want to rest now. Did I say you could leave? I... In fact, it is when I do not express my attitude in words that people can understand me more deeply. Obviously, Dong Qin's silent standing attitude made Lao Li, who had taught Chinese for a long time, understand it well, so he did not leave immediately and just watched Dong Qin.

Since he was not leaving, just standing there without saying a word was not a good thing. Lao Li, who wanted to change the atmosphere in the room, suggested: "Can I sit down and talk?"

He knew that an old man was using childish tricks to lighten the atmosphere, but the man in front of him, who had been making him flirt with the corner of his eye, really looked like he was honestly asking for advice. A slight smile appeared on Dong Qin's lips, and she walked to the bedside and sat down without any attitude.

11-15

Chapter 10: None of it was intentional? (4)

Men value individuality, but while a woman's body may be as soft as water, that doesn't mean she lacks individuality. Dong Qin is a modern and fiery woman, one who doesn't deliberately hide her inner desires. To be honest, a woman with Dong Qin's personality, if she had been involved in that unexpected situation with a man last night, she would likely have one of two attitudes towards it.

If she had no feelings for this man beforehand, she might try to get to know him for a while to decide how to handle the situation. But if the man made her feel extremely repulsed, she would resolutely act as if nothing had happened and distance herself from him.

When Old Li first came to No. 33 Middle School, Dong Qin respected this very composed principal greatly, because in this day and age, people who can take on a mess without complaining are extremely rare. As time went by, their daily interactions, culminating in a small incident at the school cafeteria when she sat next to Old Li, revealed a different side of her. She had initially intended to use her usual flirtatious approach with male teachers to see how this easygoing and composed principal would react. However, she found that in this seemingly casual encounter, she had lost all interest in teasing him; instead, she maintained the contact with a growing sense of excitement and almost cherishing.

This woman, in her thirties and still single, realized after that encounter that she had somehow already placed her heart in his. Both she and Old Li were single, and Dong Qin, knowing he had captured her heart, found herself, once bold and passionate, now as insecure and anxious as a girl experiencing first love. Feeling somewhat conflicted, Dong Qin confided in her friend Xiao Man.

Such an outgoing and fiery woman could easily be associated with promiscuity. However, as a longtime friend of Dong Qin, Xiaoman knew that Dong Qin, who appeared to be carefree and uninhibited, was actually very virtuous in private. Her bold, almost promiscuous, words and actions were more of an extreme disguise she used to hide her true self.

Now that her friend had finally revealed she had a secret crush, Xiaoman was happy for her friend and subtly suggested, "Bring that man over. I'll take a good look and give you some advice." Soon, under Dong Qin's deliberate arrangement, Lao Li and his friends had their first trip to Biyuan Garden. The man

looked young, but was actually more than ten years older than Dong Qin. Although his character and personality were passable, the large age gap still made Xiaoman feel a little resentful for her friend.

Yes, in this older man-younger woman relationship, the older man might offer the younger woman the care of a brother or father. But as the older man ages further, all he can offer is this meager care, while the younger woman will have to live a life where she has a man but is also without one for an extended period.

Perhaps true love can make the younger woman tolerate such a life, but the bitterness of such a life is truly unbearable. Therefore, Xiaoman frankly expressed her thoughts to her friend and sincerely told her that such a relationship should be approached with caution!

Everything Xiaoman said made Dong Qin seriously consider how to face such a relationship. In the end, she thought that living alone was too tiring, and she really needed someone to rely on to rest. So, Dong Qin told her friend that she would persevere in this relationship.

Xiaoman didn't say anything more about Dong Qin's persistence, because the things in one's emotional world are irreplaceable by anyone else.

This morning, after Dong Qin and Xiao Man understood what was going on with the drink, a question suddenly occurred to them: last night, Lao Li, a man, had sex with all six of them. Did this mean that if a man drank that drink, would he experience the same intense arousal as Lao Li did last night?

With this question in mind, Dong Qin and Xiao Man both approached the topic indirectly from various angles.

This roundabout questioning turned something that could be explained in a few words into a very complicated affair. However, as the roundabout questions became more numerous and complex, even the straightforward Xiao Man eventually got fed up with herself and asked directly: "How much of an effect does this stuff have on men?

It can cause uncontrollable excitement and even moderate hallucinations. Many modern bars and nightclubs secretly operate these new-generation products that induce these symptoms." However, regardless of the type of new-generation product, its effects generally subside after two or three uses at most. Furthermore, as its influence fades, those who have used these products are practically half-dead (especially men who have used them). In other words, the more these products are used, the stronger the user's dependence becomes, and the damage to physiological functions after use is undeniable. In short, while these new-generation substances may not be as difficult to shake off as some traditional substances, it's still best to stay far away from them.

When I woke up this morning, I felt weak and dizzy; saying I was half-dead wouldn't be an exaggeration. According to the previous explanation, a man experiencing this should have suffered even greater depletion. But what about Old Li? He shook his head a few times after waking up, probably with a headache like me, but judging from his complexion and other symptoms, he definitely didn't show any signs of being half-dead.

Judging from the behavior of the six women who experienced last night's events, all of them had "that" thing with Lao Li, and each of them had it more than once. Isn't the explanation that at most one person would only vent two or three times and then it would be over? Isn't the explanation that venting is faster for men? Then Lao Li's behavior last night far exceeded the scope of the explanation!

Could it be that the same thing, due to differences in the users' physiological functions, exhibits different effects? The explanation is that we don't know; anyway, for those who used the same thing with her, the final result was only a difference between the first three minutes and the last three minutes.

It was at this moment that Dong Qin and Xiao Man truly realized that last night, it was one man and six women (Dong Na forcibly suppressed herself while Lao Li was semi-conscious, not taking the final step, but her crying and sobbing this morning made everyone think she was also a "womanizer"). Even with the condition of external factors, it absolutely cannot be ruled out that this man's physiological functions were different from those of ordinary people.

This means that the medication requires two to three times to ejaculate, so at least half of the six women last night were affected by the man's own physiological functions. Excluding the medication, does this man need two to three women to satisfy his physical needs? Thinking this, Dong Qin and Xiao Man couldn't help but look up at each other.

Heh… looking at each other, but their thoughts were quite different. Yes, Dong Qin was seeing Xiao Man through a hazy, intermittent memory from yesterday. Whether the memory was clear or blurry, her strongest feeling was the sensation of a man's incredibly large penis, almost piercing her, making her feel aroused. This sensation proved that her friend's previous worries about the man she had chosen were unnecessary. And now, what was even bigger and more unpredictable was that, despite those worries, four other women, including her friend, were involved.

This means that if it weren't for what happened last night, Dong Qin wouldn't have been intimidated even if she were competing equally with the other five women. But now, what she's facing is definitely not as simple as equal competition. It involves things that are fragile and sensitive, making it incredibly difficult!

And now, this man who is putting her in a difficult position, and who is also putting the other women in a difficult position, is standing right in front of her. What should she do? Dong Qin was completely flustered.

Dong Qin's chaotic heart blurred her vision. Through this blurred vision, a man's figure clearly appeared beside her, gently embracing her.

Reason urged her to break free from his embrace, but something else told her that this hold was firm and warm. Amidst this conflicting emotion, Old Li gently stroked her hair and softly asked, "Xiao Qin, are you still troubled by yesterday's events?" Perhaps only such a question could

calm her chaotic and conflicted heart. Yes, this wasn't something that could be resolved through competition, nor could it be completely eliminated by avoiding someone. It was just that being embraced by this man, with whom she was destined to be entangled, and hearing his question, she suddenly felt as if something had been lifted from her shoulders, and she leaned closer to him, nodding.

"Will you be my woman?"

Old Li gently helped Dong Qin lift her head, looking into her eyes earnestly.

She didn't speak, only looked at Old Li in silence.

“Xiao Qin, no matter how complicated things are, they will eventually be resolved. I'm asking you now not because I'm irresponsible or inconsiderate of others' feelings, but because things need to be resolved step by step. I'm asking you now because I want to know if you can give me a chance to make up for my guilt and also to take care of you for the rest of my life.”

Understanding Dong Qin's concerns and knowing that she needed time to accept him, Lao Li directly stated his thoughts.

That's how it is. If other women didn't have a clear stance like he did, this matter could drag on for who knows how long. But to directly express her stance to a man like this...

saying yes seems a bit too much, saying no seems like the right thing to do either. So... well, maybe she should just say everything and let him decide for himself.

"From now on, I'll start pursuing you."

Silence is the third attitude besides yes or no. Faced with this attitude, Old Li simply determined the general direction first. After tightening his grip on Dong Qin, he kissed her slightly dry lips.

Dong Qin struggled for a while, unable to break free from Old Li's embrace and kiss. She resisted with anger in her eyes and her hands tightly gripping the soft flesh of Old Li's waist.

Her head, which she tried to avoid, was lifted behind her head by Old Li's large hand, leaving her no room to dodge. Her small mouth, which had been panting heavily during Old Li's previous rapid kisses, hadn't even had time to say anything. Now, Old Li's face, slightly tender, and his parted lips were gradually magnified before her eyes. His

lips slowly pressed against hers, and this second kiss, starting from the corner of her mouth, was so gentle. Gradually, my tightly closed lips softened as they relaxed. Old Li's kisses gently captured my upper and lower lips, a little bit at a time.

A tongue that wasn't mine, somewhat large and rough, slowly and tenderly caressed my mouth. After I accepted it, this tongue gradually penetrated my mouth, moving deeper and deeper.

It patiently communicated with my two rows of teeth, which refused to open, occasionally brushing softly against my gums. Perhaps it was the unfamiliar tongue's patience, or perhaps its gentle warmth that made my tightly closed teeth lower their guard. I don't know when, but a gap appeared between my teeth. I don't know when, but the tongue that had been roaming between my teeth had completely breached their last defense.

In my mouth, now devoid of its final protection, a large, now unrestrained tongue swept through every corner. It was so rude, so greedy, that even the slightest saliva secreted in my mouth would be frantically swept away and swallowed. Finally, this domineering tongue that roamed my mouth made a new discovery—it finally discovered my timid, tightly retracted little tongue. In an instant, my little tongue, like a young girl being discovered by a robber who suddenly broke into her bath, was snatched away by this robber with a ferocious grin.

The most thorough ravaging began from this moment…

The afternoon sun streamed in through the window, and looking out from the back bedroom window, I could see the swaying, broad leaves of the phoenix-tail bamboo. My body was truly languid and lazy; the garden between my legs, which had been burning and sore since I woke up this morning, was now red and swollen. Although that wretched old Li had taken good care of my…that place afterward, my garden was too delicate, so it still burned and sore, and now it was so swollen that I dared not close my legs.

Well, there's nothing to do if I get up, so I'll just stay in bed. But what's going on here is my relationship with Lao Li. What's the deal with that?

If the first time this happened between Lao Li and me was because I accidentally drank that damn beverage, then the second time at noon happened when I was perfectly sober.

But now that I think about it, I was perfectly sober, but at the last minute, I seem to have been confused and... Why didn't I firmly refuse? Why didn't I...? I

hadn't fully recovered from last night's overexertion, and then I worked another intense day at noon. Even though Dong Qin was still indignant, the extreme fatigue made her drift off to sleep.

The junior high school entrance exam for the third grade class ended as scheduled, and now it's only a few days until the city's education system's "July 1st" arts performance. While arranging for all the performers to rehearse intensively, Lao Li didn't forget about the school's girls' team preparing on the other side of the field.

Old Li led the substitutes, Xie Xin gave instructions to the starters, and Coach Mi Fengying, after a few minutes of tactical drills, substituted the point guard, the dark-skinned girl from the Third Middle School, with herself on the field.

The reason was simple: when Old Li was leading the substitutes in tactical drills with the starters, he consistently appeared in key positions—not the core area, but the pivotal points of transition—whether on offense or defense. This position allowed for quick ball distribution and fast breaks (because Old Li never dribbled; he only passed and guided the ball). Defensively, he could directly face the opponent's ball handler transitioning from defense to offense and effectively intercept and disrupt long passes. However, this position was often overlooked by the other players. Coach Mi's presence on the field was to demonstrate how to defend such a position and such a player.

The dark-skinned girl stood on the sidelines, next to Xie Xin and Yuanyuan, who was already able to do some light recovery exercises. Xie Xin didn't instruct the little girl to watch Coach Mi's defense against Lao Li, but instead had her focus on observing how Lao Li changed when facing such defense.

Yes, the little girl had made significant progress in other areas, but her on-court adaptability and creativity were still lacking.

Appearing in the right place at the right time, and passing the ball efficiently at the right moment—this phrase is short, but applying it more than 60% on the court is very difficult, and that's what Xie Xin wanted the little girl to observe and ponder.

The sweat from the court hadn't even dried when Lao Li, having passed through a door, arrived at another area for dance rehearsal.

His coordination with Dong Qin was already quite refined, and the other performers had reached their best level since the start of rehearsals. As Cheng Yan's sweet voice sang the final note, today's dance rehearsal temporarily came to an end.

Old Li and Old Xu were talking with the sound engineer who had come to help from the union. Tian Rong, who had also come to watch the rehearsal (their choral rehearsal had ended earlier), fiddled with the sound equipment for a bit. A

lively ternary movement played, and Secretary Tian was calling out to the rehearsals. Thus, the impromptu dance party, which had been interrupted for several days, resumed.

Old Xu was pulled onto the dance floor by Zou Yang, and since the sound engineer who had come to help from the union was a woman, Old Li readily invited her to join him.

The secretary and the principal danced together, followed by the male and female leads dancing to the rhythm. When another soothing slow waltz began, Old Li walked up to Cheng Yan, bowed slightly, and extended an invitation. She

hesitated a little, but finally reached out her hand, her eyes lowered, her body slightly stiff, but perfectly suited to the relaxed rhythm. With a slight turn, and a slight tightening of his arms around Cheng Yan's waist, Cheng Yan, who had been keeping a half-fist distance from Lao Li, was now only a hair's breadth away from him.

"Anything planned for tonight?"

Lao Li asked, his breath warm against Cheng Yan's ear, his long hair piled up, revealing her small ears.

The rhythm paused abruptly, but after two missteps, he finally got back on track. Cheng Yan, as if she hadn't heard Lao Li's question, kept her eyes lowered.

"Lao Xu needs to work with the sound engineer to re-tune the sound system, so we won't be rehearsing today. How about we go for a walk later?"

Lao Li explained briefly and softly, then extended an invitation to Cheng Yan without specifying a direction or location.

"I'm a little tired."

Still as if she hadn't heard anything, Cheng Yan took a few more steps to the rhythm and said something completely unrelated to Lao Li's invitation.

"Then I'll take you there."

As he spoke, Old Li gently released Cheng Yan's hand, but the hand that was half-encircling Cheng Yan's waist moved slightly up and half-rested on her shoulder, as if supporting and pushing Cheng Yan towards the edge of the dance floor.

Chapter 10: None of it was intentional (5)

Tian Rong, who was not originally participating in the rehearsal, was also in the women's bathroom, and she was standing next to Cheng Yan. Speaking of which, since the incident at Xiao Man's house that night, apart from Dong Na, who would hide away when she saw Old Li, Tian Rong, Tie Yi, and Dong Qin acted as if nothing had happened, doing whatever they wanted without saying a word, and even when they saw Old Li, they were chatting and laughing. Although Dong Na was avoiding Old Li, she was just as good as ever when Old Li was not around.

Now, only Cheng Yan still held a grudge about this incident, and she became much more depressed because of it. To be honest, not only did Lao Li not know much about Cheng Yan's past experiences, but even Dong Qin, who was close to her, didn't know much about her. Seeing that Cheng Yan couldn't get over what happened that day, Lao Li, who felt responsible for the situation, decided to have a serious talk with her. Even if he couldn't completely resolve the issue, he couldn't let Cheng Yan become too depressed after this incident. While

everyone else was showering and talking under the showerhead, in a relatively quiet corner, Tian Rong was helping Cheng Yan lather up with shower gel and was also whispering something to her. After a

quick rinse, Tian Rong wrapped herself in a towel and came out of the bathroom. Her expression was no longer as volatile as Cheng Yan's. After thinking for a moment, she also wrapped herself in a towel and went out.

The setting sun, the evening glow, the gentle breeze brushing against their cheeks—on the riverbed that had been dry for a long time, Lao Li walked slightly ahead, with Cheng Yan following half a step behind, her eyes lowered.

Old Li didn't know how to say many things to Cheng Yan. He deeply sensed that this woman, who was half a step behind him, was not only very sensitive but also quite fragile. If he spoke carelessly at this moment, he could easily hurt her even more.

Fortunately, this woman, who hid her vulnerability and sensitivity beneath a calm exterior, was still willing to come out for a walk with him after Tian Rong had spoken to her. With such a beginning, and to be able to quietly accompany her like this, Old Li didn't want to ask for anything more.

A burst of laughter and chatter came from nearby. Several boys who hadn't gone home after school sped past them on their bicycles like the wind. Instinctively, Old Li reached out and put his arm around Cheng Yan's shoulder, pulling her to his side. The boys then left with a few shouts of surprise as they swerved past them.

Without stopping or apologizing, the boys quickly disappeared around the bend in the riverbank.

The sky was already dusky. Sensing that Cheng Yan, who had been startled by the few unruly children, had regained her composure, Old Li didn't immediately pull his arm away from her shoulder. Instead, he continued walking with her, half-embracing, half-supporting her.

The last rays of sunlight disappeared on the horizon. Perhaps it was just a subconscious action, but Cheng Yan unconsciously pulled her coat tighter. It was nearing the height of summer, and even the night was sultry. Cheng Yan's subconscious action revealed to Old Li that this seemingly calm woman harbored something cold within her. This coldness within her only surfaced unconsciously as twilight enveloped the sky. With

her coat draped over Cheng Yan's shoulders, and Old Li's arm around her shoulder again, Cheng Yan, seemingly truly exhausted, leaned weakly against Old Li's warm shoulder.

This was a bend in the riverbed, stretching far and wide in the twilight. Cheng Yan, weakly leaning against Old Li, glanced at the depths before tightening her body.

Strong shoulders supported her head, and Old Li gently patted her shoulder, offering comfort and reassurance. He whispered in her ear, "Let's go back."

He parked the car in the yard, got out first, and opened the door for Cheng Yan. She stepped out, still wearing Old Li's coat.

To the left was the living room of Old Li's main house; to the right was the gatehouse where Old Li always lived. Without much thought, Old Li, walking slightly ahead, headed left.

A hand gently tugged at Old Li's coat—it was Cheng Yan's outstretched hand, half a step behind. Stopping, looking at Cheng Yan's light but unyielding hand in the night, Old Li reached out and put his arm around her shoulder, turning her to the right.

He handed Cheng Yan a glass of water, but after taking it, Cheng Yan freed one hand and grabbed Old Li's sleeve. While letting Cheng Yan drink the water, Old Li followed her lead and sat down beside her.

Even though he wanted to get up and tell Cheng Yan she could go wash up, Cheng Yan's hand, though light, wouldn't let go. Left with no other choice, Old Li removed the coat still draped over Cheng Yan's shoulders and half-carried, half-embraced her as they walked towards his room with the eight-step bed.

With a mixture of novelty and delight, after curiously examining the entire eight-step bed, Cheng Yan's face, no longer as serene, casually lowered the curtains covering the bed's outer porch.

The floor-length curtains created a closed space within the eight-step bed, seemingly isolating the outside world completely in an instant.

In this space, under the orange bedside lamp, in this atmosphere, a faint blush rose on Cheng Yan's face, which had been cold inside.

This was a woman who, amidst joy, suddenly became shy. Regardless of the coldness she had endured, she had finally returned to being a true woman.

With tenderness and affection, yet without a trace of desire, Old Li pulled Cheng Yan completely into his arms. Inhaling the fragrance of her hair, holding her soft, boneless body, time seemed to stand still.

"Rest well at home."

These were the words Old Li said to Cheng Yan after kissing her forehead as he left. The clock on the bedside table showed 7:30 the next morning.

Slowly opening her eyes, she lazily peeked at the time from under the covers. A blush crept onto Cheng Yan's cheeks, and everything from the previous night flashed before her eyes…

Sigh, the censorship was hurting Old Mu's hand, so he had to stand on the edge of the minefield while typing.

Although the annual middle school entrance exam wasn't as crucial as the college entrance exam, it laid the foundation for the exam three years later. Therefore, while the college entrance exam was immediate, the middle school entrance exam focused on the future. Thus, the competition for future talent was fierce among all the middle schools.

There were seven teachers and proctors at No. 33 Middle School for this middle school entrance exam. Coincidentally, three of them were from No. 14 Middle School. And when Cheng Yan got out of Old Li's car in front of the teaching building, she happened to run into three of her former colleagues from No. 14 Middle School.

Cheng Yan was a high school teacher at No. 14 Middle School. The three former colleagues who came were middle school teachers. Although they weren't in the same teaching group, they saw each other every day and were quite familiar with each other.

Meeting old colleagues is always a little unexpected and pleasantly surprising, but since Cheng Yan's three colleagues were there to proctor exams, they only briefly greeted her before joining the other proctors in the teaching building, as required by exam regulations.

Having taught at No. 14 Middle School for four years, Cheng Yan was undoubtedly a qualified teacher in terms of academic performance alone. While she had fewer interactions with colleagues, she was generally well-liked. Yet, she was ultimately asked to leave No. 14 Middle School in a seemingly gentle but ultimately unchangeable way.

Being asked to leave like this was very hurtful to the already sensitive Cheng Yan, to the point that after leaving No. 14 Middle School, she would always avoid former colleagues. Today was a little different. She saw her former colleagues, and Cheng Yan took the initiative to greet them. As she watched the three colleagues walk into the teaching building, she suddenly realized she was carrying a subtle, almost uncontrollable, air of boasting.

What was the purpose of this inexplicable boasting? Cheng Yan, who was usually never flamboyant, couldn't quite understand it. But despite her confusion, after this subtle boasting, her mood seemed to improve. She glanced back at Old Li parking his car, then walked briskly up the steps of the teaching building.

When people are in pain, most will suffer alone in a quiet corner. When happiness quietly approaches, many want to share it with others. However, when sharing this happiness, someone like Cheng Yan, with her personality, might perceive it as a form of boasting.

On the east side of the gymnasium, a group of young women were sweating profusely, while on the west side, a lively scene of singing and dancing unfolded. The girls' sweat was preparation for the provincial middle school basketball tournament almost a month later, while the singing and dancing were in preparation for the city education system's "July 1st" arts performance in a few days.

As usual, upon entering the gymnasium, Old Li first joined a group of girls for a good workout before moving to another court to participate in the singing and dancing. However, today Old Li didn't immediately join the girls; instead, he stood at the sidelines and carefully observed the proceedings.

After the training match against Tiancheng Girls' Basketball Team, the female coach of Tiancheng's reserve team approached Tian Rong to finalize something: two players selected for Tiancheng's reserve team would be attending No. 33 Middle School for a year next semester. To allow these two players to familiarize themselves with the learning environment as soon as possible and not disrupt their daily training, the two players, originally scheduled to attend No. 33 Middle School next semester, arrived early to familiarize themselves with the environment.

Since the transfer procedures for these two players had been completed, they were officially students of No. 33 Middle School. As such, it was perfectly reasonable for them to participate in the school team's training and matches. Old Li was observing from the sidelines, watching how well these two new players, whose physical abilities were outstanding among their peers, meshed with the other members of the school team. In

terms of individual skills and tactical awareness in small areas, these two new players were undoubtedly the best on the team. However, these weren't Old Li's main focus. Therefore, after watching the team practice for a few minutes, Old Li, the assistant coach who had been effectively inactive for some time, waved to stop the practice.

It was the same three-on-three half-court scrimmage as yesterday. Old Li's team consisted of Ya Rou and Hei Ya Tou, while the other team consisted of the two new players and the seemingly compatible, energetic Yu Lian.

In the ten-minute scrimmage, whether his team was controlling the ball on offense or retreating to the basket, Old Li's activity area was almost entirely confined to the three-second zone. Centered around him, Ya Rou and Hei Ya Tou constantly weaved and moved back and forth.

Old Li, at 1.7 meters tall, was about the same height as Hei Ya Tou, currently the shortest player on the court. In their opposing team, Yu Lian was nearly 1.8 meters tall, and the other two were 1.8283 meters. However, basketball is sometimes like that; height isn't the only deciding factor.

Defensively, Old Li used his absolute strength to stop the two new players, whose physical attributes far surpassed their peers, from taking turns attacking under the basket, repeatedly thwarting their offense. Offensively, Old Li not only kept the opponent's strongest defender firmly behind him, but his very reasonable passing repeatedly tore apart their defense. After

two rounds, apart from Hei Ya Tou's desperate runs and several forced shots that resulted in three baskets, and the opponent's one-for-four shot under the basket against Ya Rou, all other attacks were unsuccessful.

On Lao Li's side, the top scorer was Hei Yatou, making 11 of 14 shots (including four three-pointers), followed by Ya Rou, who made 7 of 8 shots. Lao Li didn't attempt a single shot.

After the scrimmage, the strongest physical player among the new recruits was assigned to Ya Rou's position in the scrimmage, while Ya Rou stood in Lao Li's designated area. Hei Yatou was the shooting guard, Yu Lian handled the ball, and the other forward was the seemingly gentle Tian Tian. Subsequent tactical drills revolved around changing the lineup with this center on the court.

"Why did you decide to put her at power forward?"

The coach of the Tiancheng Women's Basketball reserve team, who seemed to appear out of nowhere, watched the practice on the court and casually asked Lao Li, who was standing next to her.

This was because the player currently at power forward was originally intended to replace Ya Rou or serve as Ya Rou's backup center, but with Lao Li, the assistant coach who was practically useless, making this arrangement, it was no wonder the coach was asking.

"Hehe...she's very fast on the court."

Old Li chuckled thoughtfully, offering his answer.

Fast? It seems like the guard position in basketball needs more of that, right? If that's the case, why don't you let her play guard? Just as this question was swirling in Tiancheng's female coach's mind, Old Li chuckled again, said he had something to do, and left apologetically.

Frustrated that she hadn't been able to say anything, the Tiancheng female coach suddenly saw Xie Xin and Mi Fengying, and strode towards them.

On the west side of the court, after two rehearsals, they were taking a break and reviewing. Since the male and female leads had performed very well in rehearsals, the instructors, Old Xu and Dong Qin, were giving pointers to the other performers. Seeing that he had nothing else to do for the time being, Old Li turned to Cheng Yan standing beside him and gestured to her.

A little flustered and a little shy, Cheng Yan hurriedly lowered her head to avoid Old Li's gaze, her heart pounding as she turned away.

After a soft "I'll wait for you," Old Li walked past Cheng Yan. Cheng Yan, whose body trembled at the sound of "I'll wait for you," had just raised her eyes to suppress her panic when she saw Dong Na glancing at her from the other side with an indescribable look.

Dong Na's gaze made Cheng Yan's heart flutter, so after a moment's thought, Cheng Yan walked towards Dong Na.

Chapter 10: None of it was intentional (6)

Seeing Cheng Yan walking towards her, Dong Na's eyelids quickly drooped. This was understandable; although several days had passed since that incident, the awkwardness and unease it left in everyone's hearts were like a hurdle that couldn't be overcome in a short time.

"Xiao Na, let's go for a walk."

Tian Rong had said this to her over the past few days, and Tie Yi had also said it. Now that Cheng Yan had come to her and said the same thing, Dong Na nodded in agreement without much hesitation.

This is the only place on campus without maple trees, but that doesn't stop other plants like ivy and shrubs like lilacs from making it lush and green.

Two women sat on a stone bench under the shade of a tree by the small pond, which had been refilled with water this spring. Neither had prepared what to say, so even though it took a few minutes to walk here from the gymnasium, the two women remained silent, just as they had on the way.

"I'm staying at Old Li's house now. Quickly..." Cheng Yan had intended to bring up the topic tactfully, but as soon as the words left her mouth, she realized that what she said was completely different from what she intended.

"I know."

Although Tian Rong and Tie Yi had both told her about Dong Qin and Cheng Yan staying at Old Li's house while they were walking together, hearing the same thing from Cheng Yan made Dong Na feel a little uncomfortable, so she gave Cheng Yan a curt reply.

"I want to get to know each other like this for a while. If things change later, or if I feel I can't adapt, I'll move out of Lao Li's house."

Her opening statement was a bit direct and abrupt, but it was precisely because of this directness that Cheng Yan suddenly felt relieved and stated her current thoughts directly.

Other changes? Inability to adapt? Even though Cheng Yan felt she was being very direct, her way of expressing herself made even outsiders, including Dong Na, who was a witness to that day's events, think a lot about her words. Other

changes? Was Cheng Yan talking about herself? Did Cheng Yan now have some kind of tacit understanding or agreement with Lao Li, and was one aspect of this agreement or tacit understanding depending on her attitude towards this matter? In other words, if she also demanded an explanation from Lao Li, would the agreement or tacit understanding between Lao Li and Cheng Yan need to be reconsidered?

What did "inability to adapt" mean? Did it mean that Cheng Yan and Lao Li needed to get to know each other better, and if they found they couldn't adapt well, they would separate? Or did Cheng Yan need to adapt... to the fact that there were other people around Lao Li? This…this is very possible! Yes, it wasn't just me and Cheng Yan involved in that incident, but also Tian Rong, Tie Yi, Dong Qin…etc. Tian Rong and Tie Yi had said they were staying at Lao Li's house before this happened, and now not only Cheng Yan, but Dong Qin, one of the participants in that incident, is also staying at Lao Li's house (of course, those who know about these two staying at Lao Li's house are currently limited to people within the industry). Does this mean Cheng Yan has to adapt to their presence?

While Dong Na secretly felt relieved that she and Lao Li hadn't taken the final step in that incident, she also felt a vague unease. But regardless, not taking the final step gave Dong Na a lot of room to maneuver. When Tian Rong and Tie Yi spoke to Dong Na, they had learned about this situation later and very tactfully discussed it with her: This incident has put a lot of pressure on Lao Li and us, and you have been the least affected. Do you think we could give others more room to handle things?

Withdraw! This was Dong Na's reply to Tian Rong and Tie Yi after careful consideration. Although this reply brought a touch of sadness to Dong Na, who had already developed a lot of affection for Lao Li, it showed that even a young woman just entering the world could remain detached in such a chaotic and thorny situation, and she still made this decision.

From Cheng Yan's few words, Dong Na gleaned so much, and each new insight she gained directly influenced her attitude towards the matter, especially given her sensitive and emotional nature.

Yes, putting Tie Yi aside, Cheng Yan was said to be unmarried, and Dong Qin (despite the many rumors surrounding her) and Tian Rong, even though they were both over thirty, were also unmarried. So, with Cheng Yan and the others living in Lao Li's house, who would need to adapt? Would it be adapting to living with Lao Li? Or would it be adapting among the women themselves? Would one of them choose Lao Li during the adaptation process, or would they be somewhat subservient, waiting for Lao Li to make a choice?

If one of them adapts and chooses Lao Li, or if Lao Li ultimately makes a choice, what about the other women? And what if… Lao Li ultimately fails to make a choice, and none of the women compromise? What would that mean…?

Dong Na pondered, and Cheng Yan, having stated her position, naturally awaited Dong Na's answer. Yes, she had decided to try and continue her relationship with Lao Li, but to some extent, she needed to understand the attitudes of the other women whose stances were unclear during that incident. This was not only related to her own determination to adapt to Lao Li's relationship, but also to whether other problems would arise during this adaptation process. Although she and Lao Li had begun a new relationship, it was only the beginning.

"Then… you decide for yourself."

Not knowing which of her imagined scenarios would lead to the end, Dong Na, after calming her somewhat chaotic thoughts, looked at Cheng Yan and said something with two meanings: "

I don't object to your decision, but that doesn't mean that's my attitude towards things."

From a young age, Cheng Yan was far more sensitive than most, so she immediately grasped the full meaning behind Dong Na's words. Her smile revealed her awareness of the many twists and turns of the situation, a foreshadowing of future changes starting with Dong Na's words. However, this smile also indicated that Cheng Yan had suddenly stopped thinking about the uncertainties and unpredictable outcome, because at least she had the courage to face her own choice instead of running away as she had done before.

"I'm going to Lao Li's place, are you coming?"

This invitational tone was perhaps a first for Cheng Yan, but her words and expression conveyed respectful inquiry, lacking the smugness of someone taking advantage of their proximity.

Cheng Yan understood the room for maneuver in her approach; she wasn't against changing her stance later. Instead, she displayed magnanimity, leaving herself the opportunity to participate again in the future. This surprised Dong Na, but it also stirred a spark of pride within the young woman: This magnanimity was tempered with confidence!

Faced with such confidence, Dong Na thought, since he didn't care about showing off his confidence with several women (including herself), why should she hide and avoid meeting Lao Li?

"Sure, how about we invite Lao Li to lunch together?"

*I accepted your invitation, but since I'm going, I should at least have some say in things,* Dong Na replied subconsciously.

Young people's emotions are easily influenced by external factors, so at times, external interference becomes the main factor in their emotional fluctuations. Take Dong Na, for example. After what happened that night, she calmed down and thought things through, deciding to stay away from the vortex it had stirred up. She had even prepared to apply for jobs at other schools after the semester ended. However, after seeing Cheng Yan's magnanimous behavior, an inexplicable emotional fluctuation caused this restless young woman to make a different choice.

Having lunch with Cheng Yan and Lao Li with her might have been inconsequential before or after the incident. But now, things were different because everyone involved was still in a sensitive period, and Dong Na's initiative to contact Lao Li at this time would trigger many people's nerves.

For example, Cheng Yan, who was walking with her; Dong Qin, who had been secretly observing their movements; and Tian Rong and Tie Yi, who were standing by the office building window and could see them.

In front of the gymnasium, Cheng Yan and Dong Na, walking side by side, bumped into Lao Li, who was just coming out. Before seeing Lao Li, Dong Na always felt comfortable facing him, but as soon as he descended the steps, her legs seemed to grow heavy, and she fell far behind Cheng Yan in less than two steps. Facing the smiling Lao Li as he walked down the steps, Cheng Yan didn't notice Dong Na's heavier steps. Although she and Lao Li had spent half the night in bed together, a woman's unique shyness still made Cheng Yan's face flush slightly. However, this blush, rising from the bottom of her heart, was a blush mixed with more satisfaction and happiness than shyness. Therefore, Cheng Yan slightly avoided Lao Li's smiling, greeting gaze and walked without pausing to meet him. They would go have lunch

together. It was Cheng Yan who extended the invitation to Lao Li, and Lao Li, being a grown man, had already established a closer relationship with Cheng Yan, especially since it was a young woman (even though Cheng Yan was thirty, Lao Li probably still saw her as a child) who had taken the initiative. So, without a second thought, Lao Li accepted Cheng Yan's invitation.

"Where should we have lunch?" was Lao Li's polite inquiry after accepting the invitation. "Yes, if we go somewhere a little further off campus, driving would be more convenient. Even if we go to the school cafeteria, should we eat there or get our food and eat in the office?"

Lunchtime was a bit rushed, so… after a slight hesitation, Cheng Yan decided to ask Dong Na's opinion, since the suggestion to have lunch with Lao Li was Dong Na's idea.

With her eyes lowered and her feet pacing almost imperceptibly from side to side, Cheng Yan realized that Dong Na was already a good step behind her when she tried to speak to her. Dong Na was already in this state…

It wasn't awkwardness, nor fear, but rather a touch of embarrassment. Perhaps it was the thought of actually meeting her and not knowing how to react. These mixed feelings are something we ordinary people have all experienced in our youth. Cheng Yan was also ordinary, but she was the sensitive kind who understood others better. So, she smiled inwardly, turned to Dong Na, and naturally took her arm, asking, "Where should we eat lunch?"

"Let's... let's go to the school cafeteria."

Unless it was a formal school occasion, Old Li was hardly associated with the head of the school. Perhaps it was because she was used to Old Li like this that Dong Na subconsciously chose the school cafeteria when Cheng Yan asked.

"Then let's bring the food back and eat in the office."

Dong Na seemed a little distracted, and when a woman is in this state, she definitely has something to say. Given this understanding, Cheng Yan, who decided to continue her relationship with Lao Li, also wanted Dong Na to clarify her thoughts with him. Only when everyone understood each other's feelings could the matter be resolved properly. Moreover, it's best to strike while the iron is hot; the crowded school cafeteria was clearly not a suitable place for a heart-to-heart talk. Therefore, Cheng Yan took advantage of Dong Na's decision to slightly change the dining location.

Perhaps Cheng Yan wanted some alone time with Lao Li? Upon hearing Cheng Yan's change of dining location, Dong Na inexplicably had this thought in her mind. Although she knew that since Cheng Yan was already staying at Lao Li's house, and given Cheng Yan's character, she would never steal such a small amount of time to spend with Lao Li, that's how people are—sometimes they become sensitive when they shouldn't, and the preconceived notions are hard to shake off. Sure enough, under the influence of this fleeting thought, Dong Na subconsciously felt like she was a third wheel. She hesitated for a moment, and Cheng Yan, holding her hand, continued, "Xiao Na, you and Lao Li go to the office and wait. I'll go to the cafeteria to get you food." Another

slight hesitation, which Cheng Yan took as Dong Na's tacit approval, was enough for her to say goodbye to Lao Li, and she turned and walked towards the cafeteria.

"Let's go, let's wait for Cheng Yan in your office,"

Lao Li's gentle voice came. Without looking at Lao Li, Dong Na already stepped onto the stairs to her office.

The office belonged to Old Li. Dong Na, still with her eyes downcast, stood motionless as she entered.

She quickened her pace, took out her key, and opened the door, gesturing for him to come in. But as soon as Dong Na took a step, she froze, because Old Li's large hand naturally and gently supported her shoulder from behind.

Whether she had walked in on her own or been gently led in by Old Li's hand, no one could say for sure. However, after entering Old Li's office, Dong Na remained motionless, her head half-lowered and biting her lip. Old Li, who had casually closed the door, gently placed his hands on Dong Na's shoulders.

"Are you leaving?"

Old Li asked with concern, looking softly at the girl before him.

Neither nodding nor shaking her head, the girl's bitten lip twitched slightly.

"Can you not leave?"

It was a question, but Dong Na sensed an unquestionable tone in his voice.

Slowly raising her head to look Old Li in the eye, Dong Na felt a slight panic, but stubbornly refused to look away.

Old Li's face was now very close to Dong Na's. He was accepting Dong Na's stubborn gaze with gentle eyes, conveying the undeniable authority in his soft gaze even more clearly.

The gentleness of a mature man is most likely to enter a girl's heart; the undeniable authority of a mature man, like the concern given by a father or older brother, even if somewhat authoritarian, makes it difficult to feel rebellious.

Gentleness seeped in like water from his eyes, a slightly authoritarian concern, like a hand peeling away and breaking down layers of barriers. It not only allowed the water to seep in more quickly but also dissolved it into every corner of her heart and soul through constant caressing.

Was it that the stubbornness in her eyes was completely shattered, or that the water-like tenderness made her forget her stubbornness? When confusion mixed with uncertainty in Dong Na's eyes as she looked at Old Li, he softly called out "Xiao Na," and his warm, masculine breath gently brushed against Dong Na's cheek.

Her body trembled slightly in her panicked struggle, and her rapid breathing made her try to stop him. But Old Li's grip was strong, so Dong Na only struggled slightly in place. Her urgent attempts to stop him turned into the sound of her rising and falling breaths as Old Li's lips drew closer.

In the 21st century, it was practically impossible for a 25-year-old girl not to kiss a man. So, when Old Li's lips finally touched Dong Na's, after a brief period of adjustment, the relaxed Dong Na completely surrendered to the kiss.

Being able to imitate simply is also a kind of skill; the difference is that it only captures the surface, lacking the essence. Dong Na's kissing skills were undoubtedly among the better imitations, but as Lao Li quickly deepened her kissing techniques, the awkwardness in Dong Na's imitations gradually became apparent.

Dong Na was already a teacher, but given her age standing before Lao Li, she was still a student. So, Lao Li patiently taught her again and again, and Dong Na diligently followed along, asking questions as she carefully learned.

The entanglement of lips and teeth, the exchange of glances, and the gradually intensifying emotions filled the air. Lao Li's large hands rhythmically caressed Dong Na's body, and Dong Na, driven by her nature, grabbed and scratched at Lao Li's body.

The girl trembled slightly but did not resist, allowing Lao Li's large hands to caress and knead her pert breasts. Inappropriately, the sound of footsteps echoed in the office corridor. Chapter 10

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): None of it was intentional (7)

The sudden footsteps startled Dong Na, so while dodging Lao Li's relentless slapping mouth, she tried to struggle out of his arms. Cheng Yan couldn't possibly have brought the food back so quickly, and even if Lao Li was a very peaceful person, he was still a respected principal at the school. Did someone coming to the principal's office to see Lao Li at this time not know to at least knock on the door politely if it was closed? Besides, this is an office, and many people come and go every day. Does everyone who comes here want to come to Lao Li's office?

To be honest, given that Old Li was enjoying Dong Na's soft lips, it was perfectly reasonable for him to suspect the disruptive footsteps coming from the corridor. And indeed, the footsteps that had caused Dong Na to struggle in a panic did pause briefly before the sound of the door opening and closing in the next office came through again. So, while Dong Na was somewhat defiantly asserting her right to be coquettishly angry with Old Li, her soft lips were once again greedily captured by his large mouth.

The soft moans and groans were Dong Na's way of maintaining a semblance of girlish modesty, but this modesty didn't last long. She wrapped her arms around Old Li's neck and, simultaneously, stood on tiptoe to respond with a kiss.

The girl's private parts were now under the unbridled grasp of his large hands, and the rather thin clothing she wore in summer greatly facilitated the unbridled exploration of those areas.

As a young, unmarried woman, and certainly not a promiscuous girl, Dong Na, half-struggling, half-restrained, and mostly half-willing, breathed heavily as these large hands roamed over her sensitive, and more intimate, areas. Knowing when to stop was crucial;

now was not the time for unleashing passion. A gradual approach was a way of telling this girl, who had already resigned herself to fleeing, that she had nowhere to run. Old

Li's thoughts stemmed from these repeated unexpected events, each time occurring while he was in a daze, forced to passively accept everything afterward. As the saying goes, even a clay Buddha has some earthiness, let alone a seemingly gentle but inwardly strong man like Old Li.

Yes, being reserved and modest doesn't mean someone lacks a temper. Rather, it means that a man like Lao Li, with deep-seated traditional values, is very concerned about whether he's in a proactive or passive position when it comes to relationships.

Heh, accepting the same question passively once or twice will eventually cross a traditional man's bottom line the third or fourth time. In other words, while he deeply respects women, in deeper relationships, even if he doesn't outwardly express it, his inner desire to take the initiative and dominate subtly takes hold.

He cares deeply about the feelings of the women in his family, but when faced with his own dominant feelings, Lao Li unconsciously becomes proactive.

A person with a lively and passionate nature might overlook certain details in life. A person who is modest and reserved is more likely to appreciate the nuances of life in the smallest things.

Dong Na hadn't told anyone about her decision to leave No. 33 Middle School. However, when she and Cheng Yan appeared before Lao Li after she had been avoiding him for the past few days, the perceptive Lao Li subconsciously suspected something was amiss. Although he wasn't entirely sure, when he was alone with Dong Na, even though she hadn't explicitly said she was leaving, Lao Li's subconscious suspicions were confirmed.

Traditional men are humble and reserved, but once something crosses their psychological boundaries, they completely transform—a kind of gentle yet forceful dominance.

Forcefulness isn't about shouting "No!" to everyone, and dominance isn't about standing in the street with a stick, making everyone avoid you. Shouting too loudly might disturb the peace, and standing in the street with a stick might get you hit by a road roller and bruise your genitals.

Footsteps echoed down the hallway, accompanied by the sounds of two people talking. Old Li gently kissed Dong Na's cheek, then got up from the sofa to open the door.

Straightening her clothes and rubbing her flushed face, Dong Na glanced quickly at the door Old Li had opened, then casually strolled to her desk.

Old Li welcomed Cheng Yan and Dong Qin, who were carrying lunchboxes. But before Dong Na could speak to them, Tian Rong and Tie Yi also entered, following Old Li's greeting.

She had prepared for the three of them to talk in one space, but now, the space, which hadn't increased in size, felt twice as large! Even though these uninvited guests had shared the same experiences as Old Li and herself, it was still a source of annoyance for Dong Na. She had planned to subtly express her desire to participate in adapting to Old Li's family in front of Cheng Yan, but could she still do that now?

A row of sofas provided seating, and Old Li's sliding executive chair was pushed to the coffee table in front of the sofas. Two folding chairs were then unfolded, and the six people, each with their own purpose, sat down to eat lunch.

Nutritionists and doctors had said that talking too much while eating was bad for your health, and perhaps the six people eating lunch in this prison office had heeded this advice. Aside from occasionally asking someone to try a particular dish, they spent the rest of the time focused on their food.

Concentrating on one thing not only helps you do it well but also improves efficiency. Sure enough, when everyone was focused on eating, the meal was quickly finished.

Tie Yi took all the cleaned dishes to wash, and Tian Rong began wiping the coffee table. Old Li poured everyone a glass of water, and the people in the room realized that they should start a conversation to ease the somewhat tense atmosphere.

When with women, even a man with a modicum of manners, even if he's the type to remain completely silent, will take the initiative. However, taking the initiative in front of a woman requires a certain level of tact; otherwise, it's like trying to flatter someone and accidentally kicking them in the back—the kick will leave you with a broken lip.

Seemingly casually, Old Li mentioned to Tian Rong the dried-up pond in his garden. According to Old Li, it used to have water and was full of lotus flowers, a type of water lily, and various kinds of carp were raised in the water beneath them. He said that a spring was connected to the pond in his garden, but decades ago the spring gradually stopped flowing, and the pond dried up as well.

When the spring was flowing, a well platform was built around it. When the spring dried up, a piece of bluestone was used to block the platform. Yesterday, Old Li was strolling in the garden when he noticed heavy steam on the bluestone blocking the spring. He moved the stone and saw that the spring was flowing again.

Old Li's idea was that since the spring was flowing again, the small pond in the garden shouldn't be allowed to dry up again. And since the pond had water again, shouldn't it be used to plant lotus flowers and raise fish, just like before?

Having a flowing spring in one's garden is quite amazing, and using that water to plant flowers and raise fish is even more exciting. Indeed, regardless of which phylum, class, or order lotus belongs to in botany, there are many single-petaled, double-petaled, and thousand-petaled varieties within the familiar Chinese lotus family.

Which type of lotus to plant, and what color fish to raise—even Tie Yi, who was over forty and had just returned from washing the dishes, occasionally chimed in after learning what was going on.

Dong Na knew someone at the city's landscaping department, so choosing a few pretty lotus varieties to plant at home wouldn't be difficult. As for raising fish? There were plenty of ornamental carp, and that seemed to fit the landscaping theme. So, everyone agreed that Old Li should fill his pond first, and as for planting flowers and raising fish, he and Dong Na would consult with the landscaping department.

For the entire afternoon, the conversation seemed to revolve around planting flowers and raising fish, but everyone unconsciously immersed themselves in the atmosphere of home.

Old Xu and Dong Qin were going to check on costumes for a performance in the afternoon, so there was no dance rehearsal scheduled. Meanwhile, after the senior and junior high classes finished their entrance exams, the other classes at No. 33 Middle School were preparing for their final exams. Cheng Yan had classes in the afternoon, and Tie Yi was also teaching a math class. Dong Na, though not specifically teaching any class, was helping out at the school's research office during this period, so she met up with Zou Yang and went to the office together.

With only twenty-odd days until the provincial middle school basketball tournament, the school's girls' team training focused primarily on tactical drills and strengthening physical reserves. These two areas were Old Li's strengths compared to other training subjects, so he arrived on time for the afternoon training session.

After letting Ya Rou rest, Old Li, who replaced her, began 'high' (originally a center-power forward combination, but Old Li was basically the shortest player on the court) support drills with the power forward from Tiancheng's women's basketball team.

The offensive drills were mostly done in the half-court, but for Tiancheng's power forward, it was more tiring than running a full court. The reason was that Old Li, playing center, never scored; he simply followed the tactical plan, distributing the ball to other players. Throughout the ball distribution process, the tactical coordination between the center and power forward was consciously emphasized by Coach Li. This emphasis meant the power forward, running back and forth and desperately trying to create space from the defenders, had to put in almost twice the training volume of his usual sessions.

This was achieved because, regardless of whether it was point guard Hei Yatou, shooting guard Yu Lian, or small forward Zhang Nan, they all understood Coach Li's purpose in participating in this training session within minutes of it starting. So, no matter who was in possession of the ball, they would pass it to Coach Li whenever there was an opportunity. Coach Li's next target after receiving the ball was to find the power forward who was supposed to support the center.

Initially, Coach Li waited for the power forward to create space before passing, but as the game changed and the tactical arrangements led to the power forward's movement points, Coach Li no longer passed while watching for opponents; he made passes to open spaces.

When such an open pass occurred for the first time, the power forward, who wasn't in that position in time, instinctively thought Coach Li had made a passing error. But this situation occurred again, and the ball went out of bounds almost grazing the power forward's fingertips. With her considerable tactical awareness, she immediately understood that she hadn't been there in time to create an open space, and the responsibility lay with her.

Realizing this, she immediately sought to rectify the situation. This process required not only timely observation of the changing dynamics on the court but also extraordinary physical exertion! So, after the practice session, the power forward collapsed onto the floor, utterly exhausted and unwilling to move.

Ya Rou had also undergone similar on-court training as a power forward. She herself had learned through such training that when other positions on the court were struggling, or when her position became the tactical core, the training she had undergone was the foundation for continuing the game.

She reached out and helped the power forward, who was sitting on the floor, to his feet, because Ya Rou knew this was just the beginning of the training.

Dong Na and Cheng Yan moved into the Li family's courtyard, where Tian Rong and Tie Yi lived. Those who had lived in the Li family's courtyard for a while also came in small groups to inquire about the two new residents. As Cheng Yan and Dong Na received the visitors with mixed feelings, Old Li, finally finding a chance to be alone with Fei'er, hugged her tightly.

Indeed, ever since Fei'er's mother arrived, whenever Old Li and Fei'er had a chance to be alone, Fei'er's mother would appear in their sight within two minutes.

Fei'er's mother was actually a few years younger than Old Li, but given their relationship, Old Li could only shamelessly admit that she was his mother-in-law. Although Old Li could only call her "Mother-in-law" in his heart (heh, if Old Li dared to call her that to her face, he'd better be careful—his mother-in-law might immediately turn on him and cut off his little brother!), her sensitive, yet unspoken, vigilance towards Old Li and Fei'er being alone had been making Old Li sweat profusely for some time now.

Yes, a thief can operate stealthily, avoiding the light of day. To flaunt it openly is something only a robber would do.

But for now, whether he's a thief or a robber is unimportant to Old Li. What matters is that he finally has the chance to hold Fei'er in his arms again. And Fei'er feels the same way. Leaving aside which women her father-in-law's lecherous man has been involved with, what truly matters is how her father-in-law views her.

It could be said that in her father-in-law's heart, perhaps only her sister-in-law, Xiaozhu, could compare to her (forgot, her father-in-law's feelings for Xiaozhu were those of a father for his daughter, but his feelings for her were...). And with recent events, Fei'er had come to terms with it. Having one more woman around her father-in-law wouldn't make a difference, as long as his affection for her remained unchanged, she would try to be lenient. After all, she had opened the door to his relationship with Xin'er, and had repeatedly indulged him in his relationship with Tie Yi and Tian Rong.

But then again, with her father-in-law's beastly stamina, she didn't want to break that door, but the question was, could she handle it alone? She felt somewhat resentful, initially very uncomfortable, but when she actually slept with her father-in-law and other women... On the same bed, after several times, the different feelings made her somewhat infatuated.

Perhaps people are changeable, and such changeability can even overturn one's rejection and acceptance of some things. For example, right now, Xin'er has been busy leading the team in training, and she has also been watching over the group of girls so that they can play ball in peace. She has not been able to roll around in the same bed with her father-in-law for some time. Should she call him now?

For the sake of the child in her belly, Fei'er was extremely careful. So she and her father-in-law rolled around in the bed like a storm. Fei'er watched Xin'er and Tie Yi...

Chapter 10: None of it was intentional (8)

Fei'er quietly slipped out of her father-in-law's room. She was a little lazy but very satisfied and refreshed. She had just entered her own room when she saw her mother looking at her with a complicated expression.

Fei'er's heart skipped a beat. She seemed to realize something from her mother's expression, but a sense of relief quickly took over. Fei'er gave her mother a smile and headed towards the bedroom.

"When did it start?"

Her mother's seemingly random question came from behind her. Fei'er's heart clenched, and she stopped in her tracks.

Fei'er's expression shifted rapidly before she slowly regained her composure. She turned to her mother and asked with a hint of coquettishness, "Mom, what are you saying?"

Looking at her daughter, her mother felt a sudden, inexplicable pang of pain in her heart. Her brows furrowed, and she seemed to have aged considerably. Her mother suppressed a trembling voice and said, "Mom... I know everything. Tell me what happened!"

From her mother's expression and words, Fei'er knew that the flame wrapped in the crumpled paper had finally erupted. Seeing her mother's distress, Fei'er immediately went to her side, comforting her heartbroken mother while also frankly telling her about the changes in her relationship with her father-in-law... After

learning that her son-in-law had gone abroad to study, Fei'er's mother felt a little unhappy, out of concern for her daughter. Yes, they had only been married for a few days! And the young couple had already separated. To be honest, it's understandable that Fei'er's mother shouldn't interfere with her talented son-in-law's continued ambition. However, the fact that the young couple would be separated for such a long time made Fei'er's mother inexplicably worried. What

worried her even more was that Fei'er had been living with her father-in-law. If her son-in-law hadn't gone abroad, it wouldn't have been a problem, but now that he was away for so long, it seemed inappropriate for Fei'er to continue living with her father-in-law.

Although her son-in-law had a younger sister living with them, Fei'er's phone call revealed that her sister had been taken to the city to study. This made Fei'er's mother even more concerned, subtly suggesting that her daughter perhaps get a dormitory room at her workplace; it would be much more convenient for her.

The daughter, seemingly oblivious to her mother's worries, kept talking about other things on the phone, not understanding why her mother was so concerned. Instead, the daughter spoke more and more each day about how meticulously her father-in-law was taking care of her. A daughter so far away being cared for should normally be a source of comfort for her mother, but things weren't quite like that!

Frankly, with a young man and woman living together under one roof for an extended period, even if she trusted her daughter and even if her daughter's father-in-law was a good elder, as time went on, gossip and suspicion were bound to arise.

Moreover, the news about her husband was becoming increasingly scarce in her daughter's phone calls. It seemed there was some kind of shady business going on with her father-in-law, yet he was mentioned more and more frequently in their conversations… "

Mom, you don't know how well my father-in-law cooks… Mom

, you don't know how well he cleans the house…

Mom, you don't know how well my father-in-law…" (Until one day, when her daughter suddenly referred to her father-in-law as this, it was understandable, but the way she called him so naturally in front of her mother left her with mixed feelings.) ...

After that, her daughter kept calling her "Dad," until she, as her mother, was driven to distraction and finally said, "Since your dad is so good to you, why do you even call me, your mother?" Only then did her daughter stop using that particularly grating term of endearment during their phone calls.

A year ago, a few months ago, her daughter called her once to say she was moving from her father-in-law's house to her workplace dormitory. Her tone on the phone was very calm, but her daughter rarely spoke to her in such a calm tone, and intuitively, she sensed something was wrong. My daughter might be having some trouble.

To be honest, she was living happily at her in-laws' house every day, which made me, as her mother, secretly worried. But now that she said she wanted to move out, I don't know why, but I'm even more worried now. So, I subtly expressed my concerns in my voice, but my daughter just said nothing was wrong, then told me her dorm address and hung up.

For several months, my daughter hasn't called me on her own initiative. When I do call her, she just gives me a few hurried words. She hung up the phone, saying she was busy with work.

Her daughter's behavior on the phone made her even more convinced that something had happened to her! However, since her daughter hadn't told her mother over the phone, she decided to go see her in person to see what was wrong. Just as she decided to go see her daughter and was about to call her, she received a call from her daughter.

Her daughter sounded very happy on the phone, with an undisguised joy in her voice. Her intuition told her that her husband must have come home. This filled my daughter with excitement and happiness. However, aside from telling me she was still staying at her father-in-law's house, she talked for almost an hour without mentioning a single word about her husband.

Feeling very puzzled, I finally asked her directly, "Has your husband come back?" My daughter paused for a moment, and this silence made my heart sink. When she then calmly told me that her husband hadn't come back, my heart sank even further. I can't

explain why, but it strengthened my resolve to see my daughter! So I told my daughter on the phone that I was going to visit her and stay for a while!

Instinctively, I sensed my daughter was a little flustered upon hearing my idea, but she quickly and loudly told me she was very happy to see me, and I could hear her cautiously asking, "Mom, when are you coming to see me?"

I roughly finalized the date with her over the phone, and feeling a bit confused, I started making arrangements...

Before I left, my daughter called to say she was over two months pregnant. This news made me both happy and puzzled; who was her husband? She wondered why her daughter hadn't told her when her husband was coming back.

She was overjoyed about her daughter's pregnancy and, as a mother, sincerely congratulated her while also reminding her of some pregnancy precautions. However, after expressing her happiness, she also subtly expressed her slight dissatisfaction and lingering doubts to her daughter.

Her daughter was vague about what time her husband had returned, but she remembered clearly when she had become pregnant. With this half-clear, half-vague account, her daughter spoke a few more words before hanging up.

But after hanging up, she... Suddenly, a sense of panic gripped me, and this feeling persisted even after I met my daughter.

This panic made me extremely attentive to every interaction between my daughter and her father-in-law. Whenever they had a chance to be alone together, my anxiety would immediately rise, and I would rush to find my daughter, as if only by watching her could I find a moment of peace.

However, all this inexplicable panic and anxiety that had been lingering in my heart for so long finally had an answer—an answer I least wanted to hear.

No matter the reason for a woman's divorce, it's perfectly understandable for her to find a compatible man and continue her life. However, it must be said that a woman in the prime of her life, with both looks and a great figure, finding a man older than herself is already questionable. But of all people, why did she choose her ex-husband's father? This not only shocked Fei'er's mother, but also filled her with indignation for her daughter, sadness, anger at Old Li and his son, and extreme shame for this happening in her own family!

But her daughter was her own, and even though Fei'er's mother was filled with righteous indignation and wanted to demand justice for herself and her daughter, she had to swallow her anger and endure it for the time being because this matter concerned her daughter's lifelong reputation. She was unwilling! Truly unwilling! But what could she do now? Suppressing her pent-up anger, Fei'er's mother's face paled after several changes in color. With a trembling voice and a mixture of hope and schadenfreude, she asked Fei'er, "Then...then who...whose child is this?" Fei'er had

prepared herself to face her mother about this, but seeing her mother's reaction now, even the usually quick-witted Fei'er was at a loss for words to comfort her. Yes, even in this day and age, someone could stand proudly in the street, legs spread wide, proclaiming, "I'm a prostitute!" But when it came to her relationship with her father-in-law, the barrage of criticism could still be overwhelming. But now wasn't the time to worry about that. So, with her head bowed and eyes downcast, Fei'er softly answered her mother, "It's his."

"What!"

Fei'er's mother exclaimed in shock, her head spinning. The last glimmer of hope, knowing the outcome already, was shattered by her daughter's unspoken answer, a blow that everyone knew whose answer it was. Fei'er's mother didn't immediately faint, proving her heart was still functioning well. After a

while, Fei'er's mother, regaining some clarity, saw her daughter's anxious, apologetic, and tear-streaked face before her.

She raised her hand to hit her, but couldn't; she opened her mouth to scold, but couldn't utter a word. After a struggle and helplessness, Fei'er's mother sighed, "My foolish daughter!" and hugged Fei'er tightly, sobbing and suppressing her tears.

A daughter feels immense guilt for causing her mother pain, so the tears streaming down her face, along with the words of comfort and apology, came from a daughter's heart. However, this shared tears with her mother also brought a sense of relief: although her mother was angry and heartbroken, she had accepted her relationship with her father-in-law in the most suppressed and helpless way.

The greatest compromise a father or mother makes in their life is for their children. Perhaps this is the origin of the saying, "The hearts of parents are full of love and worry for their children."

He didn't scold his daughter, but simply lay in bed holding her in his arms, stroking her silky hair again and again. He didn't tell her what was right or wrong, nor did he discuss what tomorrow would bring. He didn't think about the cold wind, nor the falling leaves, because his mother's gentle embrace contained the world's deepest love; she was a safe harbor, a shelter from the rain.

In the early morning, Old Li, accustomed to waking up early, gently kissed Tie Yi and Xin'er sleeping in his arms, then quietly got out of bed. From Fei'er forcibly handing over the phone to Old Li, to gradually getting used to its presence and developing a certain dependence on it, Old Li now always picked up his phone and turned it on as soon as he got up.

It wasn't that Old Li had any important calls waiting for him, but rather that the phone also had the function of telling time. However, his phone, which had just been turned on, beeped with a text message notification. Slightly surprised, Old Li casually opened the message.

The sender was Fei'er, and the message, sent at 1:03 AM, was very brief: "Mom knows."

His scalp tingled, his heart pounded, and it was supposed to be the height of summer, yet the weather was still chilly. Haha, what was buried in the snow has finally been exposed! This boil that's been covered up has finally sprouted! Haha! When you're sleeping with that young lady, you wouldn't even accept an emperor's offer; now it's the girl's mother's turn to come after you with her castration knife!

Old Li, his head throbbing with bitterness, sat dumbfounded for almost an hour, phone in hand.

If you're destined to die in the river, you won't drown in the well, but facing Fei'er's mother's raging fury, even if Old Li found a thousand reasons to stay calm, they were just useless platitudes.

Old Li had no recollection of what he was wearing or how he ended up in the garden. After thinking it over for a long time, Old Li was certain of only one thing: although Fei'er's mother knew about his affair with Fei'er, she must have postponed the matter last night for Fei'er's sake.

The problem was that it was now broad daylight, and Fei'er's mother's anger, which she had delayed all night, was now burning towards him, measured in seconds. Whether he would be steamed, boiled, or stewed by Fei'er's mother, Old Li resigned himself to it. As for whether he would be castrated by Fei'er's mother's little knife, Old Li felt he had no room for objection.

The problem was that whatever Fei'er's mother did to him was one thing, but this matter absolutely could not be allowed to escalate. Being condemned by everyone and drowned in spittle, Old Li was willing to bear it all, but Fei'er was innocent, and he couldn't let Fei'er suffer such unfair treatment.

Now, Old Li's only thought was this: as long as Fei'er was alright, anything was acceptable!

Fei'er didn't come for breakfast, and neither did Fei'er's mother. Moreover, it was almost time for work, and neither of them showed up. Of course, facing this situation, Lao Li was not naive enough to think that with such a transition, the matter would be resolved, because there is always a period of calm before the storm.

Should he take this opportunity to go to school to hide for a while, or should he just stay at home and wait to be put on the chopping board? Lao Li had lived half his life, so he told Tian Rong that he had something to do today and asked for leave in advance. He then stripped naked, washed himself clean, and put himself on the chopping board to wait to be stabbed.

Chapter 10: None of it was intentional (9)

Fei'er's mother barely slept all night. Even when Fei'er quietly got up in the early morning and quietly took her phone out, her mother, who was seemingly asleep with her eyes closed, knew everything. She didn't say anything to Fei'er, but this mother was really helpless about this situation.

Yes, her daughter and that man both got pregnant, and Fei'er's mother could definitely understand her daughter's unwavering commitment to this relationship. So, even if the mother was extremely unwilling, she could only take it one step at a time in front of her daughter.

However, every woman holds a grudge if she offends someone, let alone that shameless old man, Lao Li, who hurt Fei'er's mother so deeply! Therefore, Fei'er's mother could forgive her daughter's mistake to the greatest extent possible, but all the negative emotions she accumulated that night would be placed on Lao Li. Anyway, her daughter had tipped off that shameless old

man in the middle of the night, so she would just wait and see what kind of face that shameless old man would have!

When she woke up in the morning, the shameless old man didn't come to greet her and Fei'er. It was time for breakfast, and Xie Xin brought it to the room. It was already past the time for work. Was that shameless old man, who hadn't dared to show his face until now, scared away by his guilt? Hmph! Even if the monk runs away, there's still a temple here, right? Well, let's wait and see if you, this shameless old man, can run away and never see anyone again!

She grumbled angrily in her stomach, her clenched teeth itching terribly, when a knocking sound reached Fei'er's mother and Fei'er's ears.

A slightly abrupt knock on the door made Fei'er's mother's brow furrow involuntarily. Fei'er, who hadn't shown any unusual behavior all morning and had been cautiously accompanying her mother, secretly breathed a sigh of relief before quickly glancing at her mother with a hint of unease and saying, "I'll go open the door." After

washing up that morning, Fei'er's face showed almost no trace of the tears she had shed with her mother the night before. However, Old Li, who was very concerned about her, noticed something amiss in Fei'er's slightly red and swollen eyes as soon as the door opened.

Heartache, love, and deep guilt and self-reproach filled Old Li with a strong urge to hold Fei'er in his arms and shower her with love. But standing at the doorway, Old Li only moved his arms slightly before suppressing his urge, and all the emotions surging within him were concentrated in his eyes, fixed on Fei'er's face.

Fei'er had lived with her father-in-law for over four years, and especially in the last year or so, she had come to understand this man who was both her father-in-law and husband very deeply. She could clearly perceive even the slightest changes in his emotions or actions, and she could even discern the meaning behind those changes.

The moment she opened the door and met her father-in-law's gaze, the pent-up emotions welling up inside her enveloped her completely. She truly wanted to throw herself into his arms, letting these feelings carry her freely in a paradise of love! However, the man's movement followed by a restraint reminded Fei'er that this was not the time for her to pour out her heart to her father-in-law, for this was the first major test she was about to face since they shared a bed.

Looking back at her father-in-law, Fei'er gently accepted the turbulent emotions surging in his eyes, almost imperceptible. She first nodded, then shook her head, and then slightly stepped aside, gesturing for him to come inside.

Emotional matters not only make women sensitive, but even an old man like Old Li, in this critical moment, couldn't help but overcomplicate Fei'er's simple meaning.

Fei'er's nod meant she understood her father-in-law's feelings and that she appreciated them. Her shake of the head meant that understanding was enough for now, since her mother was inside, and they should stop there.

However, Old Li interpreted Fei'er's nod as her telling him, "My mother is waiting for you inside." His shake of the head, on the other hand, was interpreted as a very difficult situation, with a bleak future.

Regardless of Fei'er's true intentions, and given Old Li's misunderstanding, it was time to go inside.

Sitting upright with eyes lowered, Fei'er's mother sat directly facing the door.

He could put aside his thoughts for now; since he was inside, he had to face the situation. The problem was, as the 'heavily guilty' and apologetic Old Li, he had to take the initiative to grovel before Fei'er's mother and beg for her forgiveness. But how should Old Li address Fei'er's mother?

Fei'er's mother was a few years younger than Old Li. In the past, when Old Li met his in-laws, he treated them almost like younger sisters, omitting their surnames and calling them by their first names in a more affectionate way. Even though Old Li hadn't explicitly stated his relationship with Fei'er in front of her, he could still maintain this way of addressing her.

But was this old way of addressing her still appropriate now? Clearly, what Old Li was facing now was like an outdated Windows 98 system—it couldn't keep up with the pace of internet development.

Since the old 98 system is no longer working, a new system needs to be built to adapt to it. But where should one begin with this new relationship system?

Yes, given the current relationship between Lao Li and Fei'er, if he were to still address her as "in-law" with the surname omitted, he must have gotten water in his head while washing his face. So, he should follow the most reasonable way in the new system and respectfully address Fei'er's mother as "Auntie" (because Fei'er's mother hasn't officially recognized Lao Li's relationship with her, and traditionally, it seems that's how a prospective son-in-law addresses his mother on his first visit). But with Fei'er's mother looking so young, Lao Li really couldn't bring himself to say it. There's

an old saying, "A small radish grows tall because of its generation," meaning that in many places, a person with a white beard might still be addressed as "Uncle" by a three-year-old child. But when this situation directly confronted Lao Li, he was even more convinced that if he were to call Fei'er's mother that, she would definitely slap him across the face.

Crying out was awkward, but not calling out was even worse. Fei'er had already walked to her mother's side and gently took her arm.

Fei'er's mother opened her lowered eyelids and stared directly at Old Li's face.

To say she wasn't flustered would be an understatement; Old Li felt prickly all over, being stared at like that by Fei'er's mother. But no matter how uncomfortable he felt, Old Li had to hold his head high and not back down, because even if a man gets into trouble and is punished, he must stand tall and accept it.

Whether his relationship with Fei'er was right or wrong wasn't something Old Li needed to explain to Fei'er's mother right now. What he needed to say was his attitude towards Fei'er, at least to let her know what to do now that there was no turning back.

Yes, a secret kept in one's heart is perhaps the only true secret. If a second person already knows it, it's no longer a secret. Now that Fei'er's mother knew, it meant that others would also find out in the future. If a fourth, fifth, or even more people find out, what will become of Lao Li and Fei'er?

In this world, some things are clearly right or wrong within the framework of law, but many people are more accustomed to using conventional wisdom to judge whether something is permissible or not. For example, Lao Li and Fei'er's relationship, legally speaking, their current union is permissible. However, once placed within the framework of social norms, judging it as outrageous seems not too harsh.

This social hurdle is what Lao Li and Fei'er truly have to face: the spittle that can drown someone behind their back, even if it can't kill them to their face.

Isn't it all about saving face in public and in private? When everyone is spitting in your face, it truly takes resilience to survive. Of course, some say that when you have the power to silence the gossip of the world, no one will dare to say anything no matter what you do.

But will reality be as people wish? Even if you could truly stop the world from spitting in your face, could you then be complacent and carefree? The truth is, only the person involved can truly understand the bitterness of such situations.

Old Li couldn't, and didn't even try to, silence others. What he could promise Fei'er's mother was that no matter what happened, no matter the circumstances, as long as Fei'er didn't leave him, he would never abandon her and would genuinely cherish her. At

Old Li's age, his words no longer carried the force of solemn vows or curses, so he calmly shared his thoughts and future plans with Fei'er's mother.

Women often admire a man's fearless boldness, but as the years pass, women of a certain age begin to observe more closely how a man lives his life in the small details. A woman like Fei'er's mother, having tasted the many joys and sorrows of life, could better understand the weight behind Lao Li's seemingly calm words. However, what Fei'er's mother found hard to let go of was not Lao Li's attitude and determination towards her daughter, but rather the more Lao Li acted this way, the more worried she became about her daughter. Once this matter came into the public eye, how much suffering would her daughter have to endure!

Therefore, the better Lao Li behaved, the stronger Fei'er's mother's resentment grew. Her daughter, who should have been living a happy and carefree life, was now forced to live cautiously because of this incident, and had to pay an unimaginable price. How could Fei'er's mother possibly accept this?

But then again, could simply drag Lao Li out and beat him up really make everything alright? Leaving aside whether her daughter would agree, the child her daughter was carrying made the situation incredibly difficult to handle. A

ruthless approach would be to abort the child, which might be a necessary way to completely end her daughter's relationship with Lao Li. Although many say that nothing is more ruthless than a woman's heart, not all women can be as hard as iron. Fei'er's mother certainly couldn't, and Fei'er even less so.

She couldn't bring herself to harden her heart, and using other methods to make her daughter leave Lao Li was unrealistic. But even if Fei'er's mother tacitly acknowledged their relationship, it would drive her crazy with frustration. In desperation, the simplest solution was to avoid seeing him altogether and resolutely make Lao Li disappear from her sight.

Understanding Fei'er's mother's feelings, and knowing that this was a good start, Lao Li apologetically glanced at the silent Fei'er before leaving her room.

He neither agreed nor disagreed, not even showing tacit approval, but this outcome secretly relieved him. Yes, if Fei'er's mother had persisted, Lao Li would have faced considerable trouble. It

wouldn't be accurate to say he disliked Lao Li; people like him are generally hard to dislike. Even without the Fei'er incident, Fei'er's mother didn't seem to have any particular fondness for Lao Li. But right now, Lao Li, a man who previously held no special significance in her eyes, was causing a ruckus.

Someone you're used to seeing—perhaps it's just habit—you often unconsciously overlook them. Until one day, something unexpected happens, and that unexpected event happens to put the person you often ignored into the spotlight, only then will you re-evaluate them.

Lao Li's antics in Fei'er's mother's mind stemmed from this; a man who wasn't previously prominent was now being presented as a prize! What caused this? Fei'er's mother, having dismissed Lao Li, couldn't help but ponder.

Yes, what was so special about the man her outstanding daughter was willing to follow, almost risking public condemnation? His

looks? Would a neutral assessment be too much? His physique? It's said that anyone under 1.8 meters tall is considered a second-class disabled person! Education? He's just a teacher; there are plenty of teachers in the world! Status? He's just the principal of a run-down school; who would care?

Was it Fei'er who fell for his home? It seems his home has more houses and a bigger yard than anything else! Was it his skill in tidying up that won Fei'er over? But women themselves wouldn't even look at a woman who only knows how to cook, let alone a grown man with such a lack of ambition! But this isn't right, that isn't right either; has her daughter been bewitched? Thinking of this, Fei'er's mother couldn't help but turn to look at her daughter who had been by her side.

Seeing her daughter, she felt incredibly sorry for her, and coupled with the frustration and helplessness she had just felt, Fei'er's mother's tears flowed uncontrollably again.

Her mother cried, and Fei'er herself felt bad too, so her tears also flowed uncontrollably.

It was alright for her to cry, but if her pregnant daughter was too sad, it would not only harm her own body but also the baby in her womb. There was no other way; when Fei'er's mother also shed tears, she had to wipe away her own tears and instead comfort her daughter.

This comforting stemmed from a mother's heartache for her daughter, but the more she comforted her, the more resentful she became towards the culprit! "You shameless old man! It's all your fault, you old bastard, that we're like this! If you weren't struck by lightning, you'd be…" Whether he

felt his ears burning from being cursed was something Old Li didn't have time to verify, because he was currently cornered in the house by his sister-in-law who had come home. A sister-in-law who had waited for her brother-in-law for many years, a sister-in-law who had finally tasted happiness again after a long period of loneliness—she had just completed her official transfer procedures today and was coming to the Industrial Zone Public Security Bureau to serve as its political commissar. With

her wishes fulfilled, she was in a good mood, and when she was in a good mood, she wanted to share it with someone. For the sister-in-law, the only person she could share this with was naturally her brother-in-law. And the brother-in-law, although preoccupied with the matter of Fei'er's mother, couldn't very well pour cold water on his sister-in-law's excitement! Besides, men are often driven by their lower instincts, so after the sister-in-law squirmed and twisted in Lao Li's arms for a few moments, Lao Li, driven by his lower instincts, 'half-heartedly' put aside his worries and pulled his sister-in-law onto the bed…

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