My stunningly beautiful female boss at 29 (80-85)

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80.
The next day, An Xiaomei returned to Guangzhou, and An Xiaodong also went to the hospital for bone marrow matching.
A few days later, the matching results for the An and Yang families came back, and none of them matched. This result greatly disappointed us, and we were also very worried about Aunt Zhuang's safety.
National Day arrived that year, a year after I returned to the An-Yang family.
In that year, I experienced many things: my emotional entanglement with An Xiaomin, my marriage to An Xiaomei, my reunion with Li Jiaqi and Sui Jinglei, learning about my father's cause of death, and even the unexpected arrival of a biological son—all of this made me taste the bitterness and sweetness of life.
I felt it was time to end everything between me and the An-Yang family; all grudges and grievances should be wiped clean.
On October 1st, I asked An Xiaomin to pick up An Xiaomei from the airport, saying I had something to say to the two sisters.
Before the two sisters arrived home, I packed my luggage and called Sui Jinglei, asking her to come pick me up. Previously, I had told my ex-wife about my plans.
When the An sisters arrived, they were quite surprised to see my luggage, thinking I was going on a long trip.
"I have something to tell you two, sit down first," I said calmly.
The two sisters sat down and looked at me. Although I felt extremely reluctant, I still spoke up, "Meimei, let's get a divorce?"
I had been thinking about this for days. Uncle An and Uncle Yang were my father's killers, but they also raised me. Even if I balanced them out, even if I didn't seek justice for my father from them, I couldn't bear to continue being husband and wife with the daughters of my enemies, and continue living in their family. I think my parents in heaven wouldn't want me to do this.
The two sisters were shocked and looked at each other in dismay. An Xiaomei looked at me in disbelief and said, "Husband, what... what are you saying? Are you joking with me?"
I said in a deep voice, "I'm not joking with you. I've been thinking about this for a long time, even before you came back last time."
"Xingyan, do you know what you're saying?" An Xiaomin asked, frowning.
"I know very well what I'm saying..." I said, looking at An Xiaomei, "Meimei, I beg you to agree to divorce me."
Her eyes were filled with tears, and she asked coldly, "Why?"
I picked up my teacup and took a sip, saying, "Because I don't love you anymore, I've fallen in love with another woman..."
"What did you say?" An Xiaomei stared at me, tears welling up in her eyes.
"I said, I've fallen in love with another woman, to be precise, I've always loved this woman, loved her for many years..."
As I said this, I involuntarily looked at An Xiaomin, and An Xiaomei followed my gaze to her sister. Under our gazes, An Xiaomin suddenly seemed very nervous and uncomfortable.
"This woman is my ex-wife, Sui Jinglei," I said slowly.
An Xiaomin's expression relaxed, then widened in surprise. An Xiaomei shifted her gaze from her sister's face to mine, equally surprised. "Who did you say? Your ex-wife?"
I nodded. "Yes."
A silence fell over the three of us. After a long pause, An Xiaomei sneered, "So you've rekindled your old flame with your ex-wife after all? Chen Xingyan, I trusted you so much, supported you in helping your ex-wife, and this is how you treat me?"
Tears streamed down her face. A pang of pain shot through me. I said, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
"I don't want to hear you apologize!" An Xiaomei suddenly screamed hysterically.
An Xiaomin quickly grasped her sister's hand, "Meimei, don't be like this..."
An Xiaomei cried to her sister, "Sister, did you hear that? He wants to divorce me because of another woman..."
She then looked at me, tears streaming down her face, "Chen Xingyan, we've only been married for five months, we even had a grand wedding, and now you want to divorce me, what am I supposed to do? Xingyan brother, what should I do? Tell me!"
Faced with her heartbreak, I was devastated and closed my eyes, "I'm sorry..."
An Xiaomei's sobbing continued to echo in my ears, "Xingyan brother, I love you so much, I've never loved a man like this before, why are you doing this to me?"
She sobbed as she spoke. An Xiaomin quickly got up, hugged her sister's head, comforting her, then looked at me, "Xingyan, what are you thinking? Sui Jinglei treated you like that, and you still want to be with her... You must have other reasons. Tell me honestly, are you hiding something from us?"
Hearing her say this, I could almost see my father lying on a pile of steel bars on that cold, rainy night, a steel bar piercing through his head.
"Yes, I do have something I'm hiding from you..." I said coldly.
The two sisters stared at me blankly, waiting for me to tell a truth that might be cruel to them.
"Not only have I always loved Sui Jinglei, but I also have a son with her, who is seven years old this year," I said calmly.
The two sisters stared at me wide-eyed, incredulous. An Xiaomin said, "That child... wasn't it conceived by Sui Jinglei with Li Jiaqi after you went to prison? How did it become your child? What exactly happened?"
"Actually, that child was conceived by Sui Jinglei before I went to prison. Li Jiaqi only became the nominal father after the child was born..."
I told the two sisters everything that had happened between Li Jiaqi and Sui Jinglei.
"When Li Jiaqi was dying, he entrusted the child to me, or rather, he returned my son to me..."
An Xiaomin continued, "And he also returned Sui Jinglei to you, right?"
I nodded. Tears streamed down her face as she nodded. "I understand now. No wonder you're so magnanimous, even forgiving the pain of having your wife stolen, helping a man who cheated on you, taking care of his widow and children, and managing his company. Honestly, what man in the world is that magnanimous? And you still have the nerve to say that forgiving others is being kind to yourself. It's all a lie..."
Her resentful gaze fixed on me, tears streaming down her face. "You're just taking care of your own woman and children, aren't you?"
I knew that at this moment, she wasn't just questioning me on behalf of her sister, but also on behalf of herself. Half of her tears were for An Xiaomei, and half were for herself.
An Xiaomei looked at her sister with surprise, then at me. She didn't understand why An Xiaomin was so agitated.
I nodded helplessly. "You can say that."
An Xiaomin came over and slapped me across the face, shouting excitedly, "Chen Xingyan, you're shameless! How can you do this to me..."
She paused, then continued, "...my sister?"
An Xiaomei stood up and grabbed her sister, saying, "Sister, why did you hit him?"
An Xiaomin turned to her sister and said, "She treated you like this, deceived you, shouldn't I hit her?"
She pointed at me again and said, "Chen Xingyan, you're really shameless! You and my sister are already married, yet you're still entangled with your ex-wife. So what if you have a child? You and Meimei are husband and wife!"
"Sister, stop talking!" An Xiaomei stared at me with tearful eyes, "Brother Xingyan, please tell me, since you've always loved your ex-wife and know you have a son, why did you still marry me?"
I paused for a moment, forcing myself to harden my heart, and said, "To be honest, I don't know why either. But I know very well now that I want to live with the woman I truly love and my child."
An Xiaomei burst into tears, and An Xiaomin quickly hugged her and patted her back gently, while glaring at me fiercely and saying, "Chen Xingyan, you bastard!"
An Xiaomei cried for a while in her sister's arms, then choked out, "What about me? Do you love me?"
I lowered my head and remained silent, also asking myself in my heart, do I love her? I admit that from the beginning I was deeply attracted by her beauty and excellence, until she was willing to give me a home, and I was willing to grow old with her. But I don't know if this is true love?
Seeing that I didn't speak, she cried out, "Tell me, do you love me?"
I gently shook my head, and although my heart was breaking at this moment, I still decided to say the words that would hurt her, "I don't love you..."
"Then why are you with me, why are you marrying me?" she cried out again.
I looked at her and said, "Don't you understand? I'm a man. What man wouldn't want to marry a woman as outstanding as you? For a man like me who has nothing, having slept with a woman like you, and even married you, is something I can brag about for a lifetime, right?"
"Chen Xingyan, that's enough! Shut up!" An Xiaomin, holding her sister, shouted at me sharply, tears welling in her eyes.

81.
An Xiaomei almost fainted from crying in her sister's arms. I stood up and said, "I'm sorry, I have to go. Sui Jinglei is waiting for me downstairs."
I took out the keys to the Mercedes GLC and put them on the coffee table. "Here's the car back. Now that we're divorced, I have no right to drive it anymore."
Then I dragged my suitcase toward the door. Behind me, I heard An Xiaomei's choked voice, "Are you going to her place?"
I paused briefly, said "Yes," and continued toward the door. Just then, I heard An Xiaomin exclaim, "Meimei, don't do this..."
Before she could finish speaking, An Xiaomei hugged me from behind, crying, "Xingyan, don't go. Stay with me, okay? What you said just now was all a lie, wasn't it? Husband, I love you so much, don't leave me..."
Seeing this beautiful and proud woman in front of others, the queen in the eyes of the employees, being tormented like this by me, I felt my heart breaking. I really wanted to slap myself.
“Meimei, please don’t do this…” An Xiaomin came over, pulled her sister away, and hugged her tightly, tears streaming down her face. “What are you doing? What kind of woman are you, An Xiaomei? Why are you begging this scum?”
She actually called me scum, which showed how angry she was. I understood that at least half of her anger was for herself.
I turned around and said in a deep voice, “Take care of her.”
An Xiaomin hugged her sister and cursed fiercely, “Get out! Go find the woman you truly love! You bastard.”
I cried out in my heart, “The woman I truly love is you!” I pushed open the door and left the room. The moment the door closed behind me, tears streamed down my face.
I knew that once I took this step, there was no turning back. It meant that the days when An Xiaomei and I were deeply in love, the more than twenty years of feud between my An and Yang families, and the more than twenty years of unforgettable love between An Xiaomin and me were completely over.
When I got to Sui Jinglei’s car, she asked me, “Are you done talking?”
I nodded without saying anything. She started the car and drove out of the parking space.
Once we were on the street, Sui Jinglei asked, "Where to? My house or yours?"
I said, "Your house. Since this is an act, we have to play it right to avoid being exposed."
She glanced at me, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes. "Actually, we don't need to act."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
She glanced at me again. "You know what I mean?"
I understood; she wanted to make the act real. I smiled calmly. "If you think it's not worth it, you don't have to play this part with me."
Sui Jinglei looked at me with some annoyance. "Did I say it wasn't worth it?"
She looked at the windshield again. "Chen Yu, I've found that you can be really infuriating sometimes. Did I owe you something in my past life?"
That day, I moved into Sui Jinglei's house, but we didn't sleep together; we each slept in our own rooms. I knew very well that although I had decided to divorce An Xiaomei, it was impossible for me to be with Sui Jinglei in this life. After all, once you've seen the ocean, you can't be satisfied with a river.
Li Suitang was very happy about my arrival; in his heart, he already considered me his father.
To my surprise, the following evening, An Xiaomin contacted me and asked to meet. I sent her Sui Jinglei's address.
When I got downstairs, An Xiaomin was standing next to the Mercedes GLC. She immediately asked, "You're already living with her?"
I tried to sound nonchalant and said coldly, "What else?"
An Xiaomin's face turned pale with anger. She said furiously, "Are you in such a hurry? You and Meimei haven't even divorced yet!"
I smiled. "It's only a matter of time! Why bother about a day or two?"
Her eyes filled with tears. "I, An Xiaomin, was truly blind to fall for someone like you."
I said, "What do you want from me?"
She calmed herself down and said, "I've thought about it a lot, and I feel like this isn't so simple. Can you tell me what all this is all about?"
I looked away. "I already made it very clear to you two sisters yesterday. I don't want to repeat myself."
"Xingyan, why have you suddenly become like this?" An Xiaomin tugged at me, staring at me with tears in her eyes. "Tell me, what is it? Or is there some other reason?"
Looking at her, I sighed inwardly. Do you really want to know all this? Should I tell you all this?
I looked at An Xiaomin for a moment, then smiled slightly. "You're overthinking it. There's no other reason."
She shook her head and said, "No, you're not telling me the truth..."
I smiled again. "Believe it or not, if there's nothing else, excuse me."
I turned to leave, but she grabbed me. "Did you sleep with Sui Jinglei a long time ago?"
I sneered. "Are you asking for your sister or for yourself?"
"Never mind that, answer me," she said, staring at me.
“Yes.”
“You bastard!” She slapped me, but I grabbed her wrist and stared at me, saying, “How could you do this to Mei Mei?”
I released her hand and said coldly, “Don’t think you’re so noble and pure. Don’t forget, when I was with An Xiaomei, didn’t you sleep with me too? Did you sleep with your own brother-in-law? Weren’t you one of the people who wronged your sister?”
An Xiaomin’s tears fell instantly. After a while, she said, “Yes, I’m sorry to Mei Mei, I will repent to her. But what about you? How could you treat her like this? Do you know how much she loves you?”
“I’m sorry, I don’t know, and I don’t want to know.” After I finished speaking, I turned to leave again.
She grabbed me again, “Xingyan, I want to ask you, you said yesterday that you never loved Mei Mei, so what about me? Do you love me? Or rather, do you still love me now?”
I chuckled coldly a few times and said, "An Xiaomin, you're a forty-year-old woman, not a teenage girl. How can you still be so naive? Yes, I loved you in the past, but that's been so many years. Do you really think I'm that devoted? I've slept with countless women, more than you've ever seen a man. Do you believe me?"
She burst into tears, shaking her head repeatedly. I felt as if my heart was shattering, but I still poured out the hurtful words, "Let me tell you, I said all those things just to trick you into sleeping with me, including with An Xiaomei. You two sisters are so easily fooled."
An Xiaomin lowered her head in anguish, clutching her clothes and sobbing. After a long while, she looked up at me, heartbroken, "Why are you doing this to me, to Meimei? Haven't Meimei and I loved you enough? Haven't we been good enough to you? Hasn't our An family always treated you well? Why are you trampling on our feelings and dignity like this?"
I looked at her for a long time, then decided to tell her part of the truth.
“You guessed right, there really is another reason…”
Under her astonished gaze, I said, “Go back and ask your father how my dad died. Was he a thief who stole factory supplies and accidentally fell to his death, or a hero who sacrificed himself to protect public property? Who was the real thief?”
Tears streamed down my face, and An Xiaomin’s gaze became even more astonished.

82.
“You can also ask him…” I roared, pointing to a spot, “On that rainy night more than thirty years ago, he and Uncle Yang left my dad all alone on a pile of cold steel bars. How could they bear it?”
She continued to cry, staring at me and saying, “What… what are you saying?”
I sneered, “That’s all I have to say. Go back and ask him yourself.”
“No, this isn’t true. You must be mistaken. How could my dad and Uncle Yang do such a thing?” An Xiaomin shook her head in disbelief.
“Whether it’s true or not, you can ask your father’s conscience.”
She sobbed for a while, then said, “So, you’re using such methods to get revenge on my father for what happened back then?”
I stared at her and said, “Yes.”
“When did you find out about this?”
I lied to her, “Twenty-four years ago, the year I left Wanzhou, I learned the truth about this. From then on, I decided to take revenge on the An family and the Yang family…”
“But I was too young then, and I didn’t have the ability to do these things, so I had to escape from your two hypocritical families and wait for an opportunity. I would come back to take revenge when I made something of myself and made a name for myself. And that wait has lasted for more than twenty years…”
“Originally, I was worried about not having an opportunity, but unexpectedly, your sister came to me herself and hired me as her driver. When I first saw her, I actually recognized her. In other words, from that time on, I began to implement my revenge plan, to make her fall in love with me, and to bring me back to the An and Yang families, and to make you fall in love with me again, thus causing chaos in your An and Yang families…”
“But I never expected that your relationship with Yang Yifan wasn’t good, and you were on the verge of divorce. It’s a good thing for the Yang family…”
I paused for a moment, then continued, “Now you understand, right? The reason I did those things and said those things was to make you two sisters unable to leave me. As for whether I love you or not… when I ran away from home twenty-four years ago, all love was replaced by hatred.”
Hearing my words, An Xiaomin burst into tears, overwhelmed with grief. She asked, “Why didn’t you report my father and Uncle Yang back then, but waited all these years to do these things?”
I said, “Because I didn’t have any evidence then, and I was afraid your father and Uncle Yang would come after me. Especially your father, from being a sent-down youth to a factory worker, he was known far and wide for his fighting prowess, and he had so many friends in society. I was so young then, how could I possibly fight him?”
“As for now, the statute of limitations has long passed, and the law can no longer punish them. What other way can I retaliate against them besides this method?”
She wiped away her tears and asked, “There’s something I don’t understand. Back then, I begged you to take me away, why didn’t you take me? Wouldn’t that have been revenge on my father?”
I looked away and sneered a few times, saying, “Do you think I didn’t think that way? Seventh Brother told me that your girl was so pretty and tender, why not take her to Wuhan to sell and make us a lot of money? That morning we went to the station to find you, originally intending to take you away, but I felt sorry for you because you were under sixteen and too young…”
I paused, then sneered again, “If I had known that revenge would be so difficult later, I would have listened to Seventh Brother back then, and I would have taken my revenge long ago.”
An Xiaomin squatted on the ground, burying her face in her arms, sobbing uncontrollably, her shoulders shaking.
Seeing her like this, I really wanted to help her up and say to her, “Minmin, it’s not like that, I’m just talking nonsense.”
Yet I also distinctly felt a certain pleasure in retaliating against Uncle An. I truly hated myself for hurting the woman I loved in this way, just to vent my anger.
After a long while, An Xiaomin stood up and said in a deep voice, "Although I don't believe my father and Uncle Yang ever harmed your father, I still want to apologize to you and your parents..." As
she spoke, she bowed deeply to me, "I'm sorry, Chen Xingyan, I'm sorry, Uncle Chen, Aunt Zhou, our An family has wronged you."
After bowing, she suddenly slapped me hard across the face. The slap was delivered with all her might, and it hurt terribly.
"Why did you hit me?" With the shout, Sui Jinglei rushed out and checked my face, "How are you? Does it hurt?"
She had been eavesdropping in the shadows for a long time. I removed her hand from my face. "It's okay, it's okay..."
Sui Jinglei took my arm and questioned An Xiaomin, "Why did you hit my man?"
An Xiaomin retorted fiercely, "Your man? Shameless! He hasn't divorced my sister yet."
"Who are you calling shameless? Say it again!" Sui Jinglei pointed at An Xiaomin and shouted angrily.
An Xiaomin stared at her coldly. I persuaded Sui Jinglei to stop, "Jinglei, don't interfere. From now on, no matter what happens, don't interfere."
"But..." she frowned and looked at me.
"Get out of the way!" I commanded, leaving no room for argument.
She had no choice but to stand aside. An Xiaomin's icy gaze moved from Sui Jinglei's face to mine, and she raised her right index finger, saying, "That slap just now was for Meimei. She's your wife, she loves you so much, loves you wholeheartedly, yet you're having an affair with your ex-wife..."
With a slap, An Xiaomin slapped me hard again. Sui Jinglei gasped and made to lunge forward, but I stopped her.
"Don't move!" I yelled at Sui Jinglei, staring at An Xiaomin.
She could only remain motionless, looking at An Xiaomin and me in panic.
An Xiaomin raised her right index finger again, tears streaming down her face, and said, "This slap is for myself. In my life, I, An Xiaomin, have only ever loved one man, and that is you, Chen Xingyan."
"I fell in love with you when I was thirteen, and I've loved you for over twenty years, always loving you. Only now do I realize that I loved the wrong person, a bastard who is not worth loving at all. From now on, my love is completely over. I, An Xiaomin, and you, Chen Xingyan, have nothing to do with each other anymore."
Tears welled up in my eyes and streamed down my cheeks. Then, she slapped me a third time, harder than the previous two, and blood flowed from my nose.
"Chen Yu..." Sui Jinglei cried out, about to rush forward.
"Don't move!" I roared again, staring unblinkingly at An Xiaomin.
Sui Jinglei could only cry out to An Xiaomin, "Have you hit me enough? Please stop!"
An Xiaomin ignored her completely, glaring fiercely at me. "This slap is for my father. He's always treated you like his own son. In the more than twenty years since you disappeared, he hasn't had a single day of peace. He's only in his sixties, and most of his white hair is because of you."
Tears streamed down my face again, and I asked myself, was I wrong to do this? Was holding onto this obsession right or wrong?
The sound of An Xiaomin's grief and anger continued to echo in my ears, "Chen Xingyan, from today onwards, you and the An family are even..."
Her resentful eyes were unforgettable. "I will never forgive you in this lifetime!"
She turned and walked away, but after a few steps, she turned back and said, "After the National Day holiday, go to Guangzhou immediately and finalize the divorce with Meimei."
Then she pulled out her car keys from her bag. "I never intended to take this car back after giving it to you. I have absolutely no interest in a car that your dirty hands have touched."
She threw the car keys at me before leaving, wiping away tears as she went.
Watching her receding figure into the night, my sorrow surged like a river. I never imagined that one day our relationship would end like this?
The woman I loved most and I had become lifelong enemies. And all of this was caused by my gradual loss of control. But it was too late to say or do anything now.

83.
"Does it hurt?" Sui Jinglei came over and wiped the blood from my nose with a tissue.
I didn't want to be too close to her, so I took the tissue and wiped it myself. Sui Jinglei muttered, "What kind of woman is she? She's so ruthless, she's practically a tigress."
I said, "Don't talk about her like that."
"Let's go back! I'll stop the bleeding for you." Sui Jinglei took my arm and led me into the building.
I couldn't find a way to stop her from taking my arm, so I let her. As we walked, she said, "You didn't have to put on such a show, did you? Look how heartbroken she is..."
Thinking of what had just happened, my heart ached terribly, and I smiled bitterly, "How else can I completely end things? I don't want to have anything to do with that whole family anymore."
That was indeed my thought. Not pursuing that matter with those two elderly people was the greatest act of forgiveness I could do, but I had to stay away from that family, otherwise my parents' spirits in heaven would not be at peace.
As night fell, An Xiaomin walked along the path outside the residential area, tightly covering her mouth to keep her sobs from disturbing passersby.
Just then, a woman's voice came from beside her, "Sister..."
An Xiaomin looked up, surprised, "Meimei, what are you doing here?"
An Xiaomei stared coldly at her sister, "Actually, I wasn't asleep. I followed you as soon as you left, all the way here..."
An Xiaomin looked at her in astonishment. She glanced elsewhere and smiled coldly, "I knew you were here to see Chen Xingyan, and I was right."
An Xiaomin quickly said, "Meimei, I came here to ask him why he did this to you?"
"You're asking him for yourself, aren't you?" An Xiaomei stared coldly at her sister.
"I..." An Xiaomin was flustered and speechless.
"Sister, what he just said, is it all true?" An Xiaomei's eyes were filled with resentment.
An Xiaomin didn't know how much her younger sister had overheard, nor what she meant by those words, so she could only say, "Meimei, he must be mistaken. How could Dad and Uncle Yang do such a heinous thing?"
"I believe Dad..." An Xiaomei nodded, still coldly staring at her sister, "I mean, something else. Tell me, is it true?"
A huge panic surged in An Xiaomin's heart, and she murmured, "What?"
"About you two..." Tears glistened in An Xiaomei's icy gaze, "Did you sleep with him?"
An Xiaomin stared blankly at her sister, speechless, her eyes also filled with tears.
"Tell me! Did you sleep with him or not, sister!" An Xiaomei's voice was full of grief and indignation.
An Xiaomin closed her eyes and nodded, tears streaming down her face.
An Xiaomei also shed tears and asked, "How many times?"
An Xiaomin opened her eyes and looked at her sister, "Meimei..."
"Tell me, how many times?" An Xiaomei shouted, tears still flowing.
An Xiaomin's tears flowed again and again. After a long while, she said, "Twice. Once was during the National Day holiday last year. That night, after Yang Yifan and I had a fight, I secretly went to the hotel where he was staying while he was away from home..."
She wiped away her tears and continued, "And the other time was when we went to Wanzhou together a while ago... Meimei, I'm so sorry..."
"Sister..." An Xiaomei said with a broken heart, "You're my sister! Why did you sleep with your own brother-in-law? How could you be so shameless?"
An Xiaomin's heart shattered instantly. She lowered her head and wept uncontrollably, sobbing, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."
"Sister, I've admired you and loved you since I was little..." An Xiaomei cried her heart out, heartbroken. "You're the person I love most, and he's the person I love most too. How could you two sleep with me behind my back? How could you do this to me?"
She became more and more agitated as she spoke, grabbing her sister's arms and shaking her violently. "Why? Why did you do this?"
An Xiaomin's body swayed uncontrollably, her eyes closed, only tears streaming down her face. An Xiaomei released her, wiped away her tears, and said, "Tell me, how did it feel to have sex with him? Were you comfortable? Did you have an orgasm? Do you really enjoy having sex with my husband?"
An Xiaomei had lost her mind, shaking her sister again and crying out, "Tell me! Tell me!"
An Xiaomin was heartbroken, pleading through her tears, "Meimei, please don't do this, please don't do this..."
Suddenly, An Xiaomei slapped An Xiaomin across the face. An Xiaomin screamed, covering her cheek where she had been slapped, her tearful eyes looking at her sister.
"An Xiaomin, you're shameless!" An Xiaomei pointed at her sister and said sharply, "From now on, I don't have a sister like you..."
An Xiaomin shook her head repeatedly, tears streaming down her face, murmuring, "No, no..."
"I'm no longer your sister either. Our sisterly bond is severed, we have nothing to do with each other."
After saying this, An Xiaomei turned and left. An Xiaomin cried out to her sister's retreating figure, "Meimei, Meimei..."
but she couldn't stop her sister from leaving, watching helplessly as she disappeared into the night. She collapsed to the ground, burying her face in her arms and sobbing uncontrollably.
After crying for a while, An Xiaomin took out her phone and dialed a number, sobbing, "Shanshan, are you free now? Go to Meimei's..."
"Sister Min, what's wrong? What happened?" Wen Qishan asked in surprise on the other end of the phone.
"Don't ask. Whatever happened, it's all my fault. You need to go be with Meimei right away; I'm worried about her being alone... Oh, and please don't tell Dongzi about this, and don't tell anyone in the family, please..."
After finishing the call with Wen Qishan, An Xiaomin burst into tears again...
The next day, near Terminal 3 of Jiangbei International Airport, Wen Qishan hugged An Xiaomei, who was still crying, in the car, patting her back and saying, "It's alright, don't cry, take care!"
An Xiaomei wiped away her tears, trying hard to hold back her sobs, and choked out a "Mmm." After they separated, she said, "Don't tell my brother."
"Mmm, I know..." Wen Qishan squeezed her friend's hand and smiled.
Watching An Xiaomei drag her suitcase into the terminal, Wen Qishan sighed and drove away.
Inside the terminal, An Xiaomei cried again. Just then, her phone rang. She took it out and saw it was an unknown number; without thinking, she hung up.
A while later, the number called again, and this time An Xiaomei answered.
"Meimei, it's me, Zhao Ziming..."
When the voice on the other end of the line came through, An Xiaomei's eyes widened in surprise.
"So many years have passed, how...are you alright?" The man's voice continued to echo in her ears, causing turmoil in An Xiaomei's heart...
That afternoon, An Xiaodong had brutally beaten me up. He was the one who had arranged to meet me, and the moment we met, he punched me several times.
"Chen Xingyan, what did I tell you a year ago? And what did you do?" he roared as he hit me.
In truth, even though he was tall and strong, seven or eight centimeters taller than me, and regularly worked out, he was no match for me, someone who had risked his life to hone his fighting skills in countless street brawls.
But I had no intention of fighting back, and An Xiaodong quickly knocked me to the ground. Fortunately, Wen Qishan arrived in time and held him back tightly.
Pulled by his girlfriend, An Xiaodong pointed at me on the ground and said fiercely, "Stay away from my sister and my younger sister. Don't show your face in front of anyone in the An family, or I'll definitely cripple you."
I sat on the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth, and said, "Don't worry, I will."
He kicked me again before getting into his car with Wen Qishan's help and driving away.

84.
The first day after the National Day holiday, I returned to Guangzhou and went to the Civil Affairs Bureau with An Xiaomei to get a divorce. Throughout the process, she hardly said a word to me.
After leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, I said to this woman I had hurt so deeply, "Meimei, I owe you in this life, I'll repay you in the next." "
Get out!" She only said one word coldly and left resolutely.
Watching her back, I thought to myself, the people I have wronged the most in this life are the An sisters.
Minmin, Meimei, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely repay you. I said in my heart.
The day I returned from Guangzhou, I moved back into my apartment. Although Sui Jinglei was quite unwilling, she had no choice.
In the days that followed, I continued to help Sui Jinglei manage the company, working myself to the bone.
I dared not rest, because once I did, I would think of An Xiaomin, I couldn't stop thinking about her, and of course, I also thought of An Xiaomei.
Days passed like this. On Christmas Eve that year, after finishing overtime in the office, I didn't want to go home alone, and having nowhere else to go, I drove to a bar.
As I was leaning against the bar, drinking alone, someone suddenly tapped my shoulder. By then, I was already seven or eight parts drunk, having only made things worse by drinking. I looked up and opened my drowsy eyes, and saw a tall, beautiful girl standing in front of me.
"Brother Xingyan, is it really you?" the girl smiled.
I recognized her then. "Oh, Tingting!"
Zhuang Youting sat down beside me, chuckling. "I thought it looked like you, and when I came over, it really was you."
"Tingting, what are you doing here?" I asked, then suddenly remembered something and asked again, "Do you work here?"
"No! Do I look like a waitress?" Zhuang Youting said, tugging at the sides of her clothes.
She wasn't wearing a waitress's uniform; she was wearing a high-waisted short down jacket over a tight-fitting thin sweater, jeans, and colorful sneakers—stylish and showing off her good figure.
"My uncle and sister don't allow me to work at night. They keep telling me not to worry about money. Today is Christmas Eve, and some colleagues and I got together to have fun. After the buffet, we came here to drink..."
Zhuang Youting said, pointing to a table in the distance. "It's over there."
I looked in the direction she pointed and saw several young men and women chatting and laughing.
"How is your uncle...?" I asked casually, but suddenly realized that during my time away from the An family, I had missed Uncle An and Uncle Yang.
Although I considered them my enemies, I couldn't help but worry about them. I felt a bit like, "If only I had known then what I know now," but I knew that no matter what, I couldn't accept continuing to be their family.
Zhuang Youting frowned and said, "Uncle... isn't very well..."
"What's wrong?" I couldn't help but ask.
She sighed, "Since your divorce from Sister Meimei, Uncle has been particularly quiet and withdrawn..."
Hearing her words, I felt a pang of pity, and immediately cursed myself for being so sentimental, actually feeling compassion for the enemy who killed my father.
Zhuang Youting continued, "By the way, that day when I passed by Uncle's room, I heard my sister asking him inside. She said, 'Dad, tell me, is what Xingyan said true?'"
My heart jumped, and I asked, "What did your uncle say?"
"Uncle was silent for a while, then said, 'Child, don't ask anymore. I'm sorry to your Uncle Chen, sorry to your Aunt Zhou, and sorry to Xingyan!' Then I heard my sister crying. Uncle also said, 'But this has nothing to do with your Uncle Yang, it's all my fault...'"
Zhuang Youting stopped here, and I asked eagerly, "What happened next?"
"Later, I heard my mother calling me, and the voices inside stopped abruptly, so I quickly left..."
I couldn't help but fall into thought. It seemed that Zhang Tuobei hadn't lied to Uncle Li back then, but why did Uncle An say it had nothing to do with Uncle Yang? Zhang Tuobei clearly saw three people back then: my dad, Uncle An, and Uncle Yang...
"Brother Xingyan, what's wrong?" Zhuang Youting's words interrupted my thoughts.
I smiled and took a sip of my drink. "Nothing much."
"Did you know? Sister Meimei resigned..."
I wasn't surprised by An Xiaomei's resignation. After all, we divorced after only five months of marriage. Everyone knew about her company when we got married, and the head office even gave her a generous gift. Now she has no face to stay there anymore, so it's only natural.
"Resigned?" I murmured, wondering where she would find a better job after resigning.
"Yes! I heard that after resigning, she joined a volunteer teaching organization and went to teach in remote mountainous areas."
I was surprised and excited at the same time. As a career woman, with An Xiaomei's qualifications and talent, where couldn't she find a high-paying job? She's currently in the rising phase of her career, and given time, becoming a senior executive in a large corporation is entirely possible. Why give up such a bright future to become a volunteer teacher?
Is it because she was heartbroken that she chose this way to exile herself, to hide far away from me, from Ahn Hyo-min, from the two people she loved most, and from all of this?
But between her and me, although I was also forced into this situation, the fault didn't lie with her. Why should she punish herself for someone else's mistake?
If that's the case, then I'm utterly guilty. For the sake of my obsession, I've almost destroyed such a beautiful and wonderful woman.
But what else can I do? This winter night, my feelings are incredibly complicated.
“Uncle isn’t happy about Sister Mei’s teaching assignment. He wants her to come back to Chongqing for the Spring Festival so he can talk to her, but she doesn’t want to come back.”
Zhuang Youting said, sighing and frowning. “I know, she doesn’t want to see my sister. I never imagined that she and my sister, who were so close since childhood, would end up like this over a man…”
She immediately comforted me, “Brother Xingyan, I’m not criticizing you! I know you didn’t want this either.”
My heart was immediately filled with guilt and pain, and I felt uneasy. I asked, “Does the family know about this?”
“How could they not know? How could they hide something like this?” Zhuang Youting said. “Sister Mei said she never wants to go back to Chongqing again, and that she will never forget Uncle’s kindness in raising her and will come back to visit him in the future.”
"So my sister confessed to my uncle that she had wronged Sister Mei. Once, after drinking, Brother Xiaodong said, 'Get out, all of you get out! They're not my biological children, they can't support a family no matter what. Chen Xingyan and An Xiaomei, those two ungrateful bastards, never come back…'"
Zhuang Youting paused, covering her mouth, and apologized, "I'm sorry! Brother Xingyan, was I too direct?"
I smiled wryly, "It's okay, at least your brother wasn't wrong to scold me."
Zhuang Youting grabbed my forearms with both hands and said urgently, "Brother Xingyan, what exactly happened between you and the An family?" ? Why should you divorce Sister Meimei? Why leave Anjia? Is it really because of Sui Jinglei? "
I said: "These are all things in the past. I don't want to mention them, and you don't ask.
She said "Oh" and then said worriedly: "Then do you think Sister Meimei will never come back?" She was originally a child adopted from her second uncle's house. Will she disown An's family because of this incident? In this case, how sad the uncle would be!
I patted her on the head and said with a smile: "You are overthinking, how is this possible?" Do you really think you, Sister Meimei, are an ungrateful person? "

85.
After a moment of silence, Zhuang Youting said: "By the way, my sister has been dating a man recently..."
"Really? "I took a sip of wine, and my heart started to lift again.
"The man was in his forties, divorced and had a child. He was the chairman of a listed company and an honorary professor at my sister's university. I heard that he and his sister have known each other for many years. After her divorce last year, he began to pursue her. It was not until now that she agreed to date him.
"Then...how far are they now?" "I asked involuntarily.
“My sister said that man has always been very good to her, but she hasn’t decided whether to marry him yet…”
“Do they… live together?” I asked again.
Zhuang Youting smiled and said, “How could that be? My sister said she won’t cross the line with that man before she gets married.”
I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, immediately mocking myself for being so fussy. What was the point of caring about this kind of thing with a woman who was no longer related to me, who even hated me? But even so, I still wanted to know.
I even sadly thought that the man was so outstanding, that given time, An Xiaomin would inevitably have that kind of relationship with him.
The thought of my two women, one possibly becoming someone else’s partner, the other self-exiled and far removed from the world, made my heart ache with unbearable pain and loss.
At this moment, Zhuang Youting received a phone call. When she put down her phone, I saw that her screen saver was a picture of Aunt Zhuang holding her as a child, Aunt Zhuang still quite charming back then.
“Is this you as a child?” I picked up her phone and asked.
Zhuang Youting laughed, "Yes! I have so many photos on my phone from childhood to adulthood! Do you want to see them?"
I smiled and nodded. She took the phone, swiped the screen a few times, and handed it back to me. I took it and flipped through the photos one by one. Sure enough, they were all photos of her from childhood to adulthood, some of them with Aunt Zhuang.
One photo in particular caught my eye. I guessed it was taken when she was in high school. The girl in the photo had bangs on her forehead and a few strands of long hair on each side. She had a face like porcelain, bright eyebrows and clear eyes, and her eyes were like autumn water. She was
so pure and beautiful that it was breathtaking. "This photo is so pure. How old was she?" I blurted out.
"Seventeen..." Zhuang Youting said, pouting, "Xingyan, are you saying I'm not pure anymore?"
"No, no, you just looked younger back then. You're more mature now."
I smiled as I looked at the photo, as if I were seeing An Xiaomin when she was under sixteen. She had the same hairstyle back then, and was just as beautiful and pure as ever.
Whenever I think of that girl who waited for me at the Wanzhou long-distance bus station more than twenty years ago, my heart aches terribly, and this moment is no exception.
"Brother Xingyan, my stomach hurts a little, I need to go to the bathroom," Zhuang Youting said, rubbing her stomach and frowning.
"Go ahead!" I said.
"Okay, wait for me, I'll leave my phone here." She smiled sweetly and got up to go to the bathroom.
After Zhuang Youting left, my worries returned. Because of those two sisters, I could only keep drinking, glass after glass of whiskey, and soon a bottle was empty.
I slumped on the bar and dozed off for a while, when I was startled awake by a phone ringing. Without thinking, I picked it up and pressed the answer button.
"Tingting, why aren't you home yet, it's so late?" came An Xiaomin's concerned yet reproachful voice from the other end of the line.
I then realized that I had answered Zhuang Youting's phone, and for a moment I didn't know whether I should speak.
"Tingting, what's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?" An Xiaomin asked.
Just then, I heard Zhuang Youting's voice, "Brother Xingyan..."
I quickly pressed the hang-up button and said to Zhuang Youting, who had walked up to me, "It's late, you should go home. I'm leaving too."
I stood up and took a step, but stumbled and almost fell. Zhuang Youting quickly supported me, "Careful!"
I was already very drunk and mumbled, "N-nothing..."
"Weren't you fine just now? How did you get so drunk in the time it took me to go to the bathroom?"
she said, glancing at the bottle, and complained, "Why did you drink it all?"
She helped me back to a chair and said, "Wait here, I'll go say hello to them."
After a while, Zhuang Youting came back and helped me walk out of the bar, "I'll take you home."
Her phone rang again, but she didn't have time to answer it and helped me all the way outside the bar.
"Where's your car?" she asked.
I hung my head and pointed to the side of the road. A designated driver waiting outside the bar asked, "Hey girl, need a designated driver?"
So Zhuang Youting and the designated driver helped me into the car. She and I sat in the back seat, and the designated driver got into the driver's seat.
The phone rang again. Zhuang Youting picked it up, and my head involuntarily rested on her shoulder.
"Sis..." she began, but the designated driver turned around and asked, "Hey sis, where to?"
Zhuang Youting quickly frowned, put her index finger to her lips, and shushed the driver.
"I'll be back in a bit. My colleague got drunk, so I'm taking her home... a woman... oh, that was the designated driver. My colleague got drunk, didn't she? She called a designated driver... um, don't worry! Sis... okay, okay, I got it. Bye, sis."
After hanging up, she asked me, "Xingyan, are you staying at Jinglei's place now, or at your own place?"
By this time, I was somewhat unconscious and didn't speak. Zhuang Youting patted my face and said, "Xingyan, Xingyan, say something!"
I still didn't answer, so she told the driver a place name, and the driver started the car and drove away.
All the way, I rested my head on Zhuang Youting's shoulder, the delicate fragrance and orchid-like scent filling my nostrils. Although I was groggy, I still felt refreshed.
Zhuang Youting took me back to my apartment, helped me to bed, and then went to make me some honey water to help me sober up.
In the kitchen, she dialed An Xiaomin's number. "Sister, I might be late coming home tonight, or maybe not at all. My colleague is really drunk, and I'm worried about her alone... She's really a female colleague... Well, that's all then, thank you, sister, bye!"
After making the honey water, she brought it to the bedside and helped me sit up. "Xingyan, drink some honey water..."
I drank a few sips, and she put the cup on the bedside table and covered me with the blanket.
I don't know how long I slept, but I woke up thirsty. I got up, picked up the water glass on the bedside table, and drank the rest of the honey water in one gulp.
Although I was awake, I was in a blackout state from the hangover and didn't remember how I got home. In a daze, I got out of bed, left the bedroom, and went to the bathroom.
As I pushed open the door, I immediately heard a gasp. Looking up, I was stunned.
There stood Zhuang Youting in the bathroom, completely naked, drying herself with a towel. Her beautiful, alluring body was on full display. Her exquisite breasts, slender waist, long legs, and the lush pubic hair at the base of her crotch were simply breathtaking.
She was also stunned. She raised one hand to cover her breasts and the other to cover her pubic hair, turning away to reveal her equally beautiful back, including her small but round and pert buttocks.
"Get out!" she said shyly.
I quickly retreated from the bathroom, my heart pounding. I cursed myself for barging in.
It was already morning. On the table was a pot of porridge, a plate of boiled eggs, a dish of pickled vegetables, and bowls and chopsticks. Then it dawned on me—it was that girl who had brought me home last night and hadn't left, even making me breakfast.
“Brother Xingyan…” Zhuang Youting came out dressed.
I was mortified and stammered, looking away, “Ting…Tingting, just now…I didn’t mean it, I…I thought no one else was home…”
“It’s alright, Brother Xingyan, I’m fine.” She laughed heartily, which reassured me slightly.
“I made you breakfast, hurry up and wash up and eat,” she added.
“Okay, okay…” I still didn’t dare look at her and walked towards the bathroom with my head down.

(To be continued)

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