【When Will Spring Return】(03) Author: Tianya Xiaoxiaosheng

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Author: Tianya Xiaoxiaosheng
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(Part Three)

On the other hand, Zhao Guangwen hadn't gone on a business trip. He lied to Xiao Ran, the only time in their twenty years of marriage that he'd
used business trip as an excuse.

Because that very day, he'd found a way to investigate Xing Li's records from pregnancy to delivery, including
the child's birth details.

Although no DNA test had been done, all the evidence indicated that the child had nothing to do with him. But whether the
child was Qu Dong's or not, he had no idea.

Seeing the results, Zhao Guangwen couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed he'd been overthinking things. Xing Li had
never said anything about the child being related to him.

However, this also piqued Zhao Guangwen's curiosity. Was the child Qu Dong's? Or was it Xing Li's
revenge for Qu Dong's affair with another man?

Although Zhao Guangwen knew that even if it were, it wouldn't be unreasonable. He'd seen Qu Dong's philandering after marriage,
and Xing Li had been more than kind to him.

But he still wanted to get to the bottom of this.

That very day, he received a call from Xing Li. Xing Li asked him to tell Qu Dong that she had taken the child back to her parents' home and
hoped to be separated from Qu Dong for a while.

Zhao Guangwen first called Qu Dong to relay Xing Li's message.

To Zhao Guangwen's surprise, Qu Dong wasn't too surprised to hear the news.

"Brother, don't worry about us. I also want some peace and quiet, so you don't need to try to persuade me."

Coincidentally, after receiving the call, Zhao Guangwen happened to have a company project he needed to inspect.
The location of this project was in the city where Xing Li's family lived.

After arriving at the hotel, he called Xing Li again, but she didn't answer. Zhao Guangwen tried several more times with
the same result.

Unable to continue, Zhao Guangwen sent a text message: "Let's meet up. I'm on a business trip, I'm in xx."

A long time later, Zhao Guangwen's phone rang; it was Xing Li calling.

Zhao Guangwen picked up his phone and answered Xing Li's call.

"Are you here for Qu Dong?" Xing Li said coldly.

"Not entirely. Anyway, let's meet," Zhao Guangwen said calmly as always.

Xing Li was silent for a while before saying, "Okay, I'll wait for you at xxx Park."

The sun was setting.

Zhao Guangwen saw Xing Li's figure appear in the afterglow of the setting sun. Xing Li had changed her usual mature
style , wearing a plaid shirt with jeans. The white t-shirt under the plaid shirt was bulging high, her breasts almost spilling out.

Even Zhao Guangwen couldn't help but glance at her; it was probably a man's instinct. But it was only one glance before Zhao Guangwen
looked away .

Although Xing Li was dressed casually, Zhao Guangwen had only recently noticed that Xing Li looked very haggard.

A pang of pity rose in Zhao Guangwen's heart, making him suddenly want to comfort this woman. But what about
this feeling that arose from their relationship?

To Zhao Guangwen, who was Xing Li? Was she his brother's wife, a friend he admired, or a one-night
stand ?

At this moment, Zhao Guangwen didn't know either.

Xing Li felt a surge of inexplicable joy upon seeing Zhao Guangwen waiting for her. But then she thought again.

This was just Zhao Guangwen's habit; he always arrived first, whether it was a company meeting or a
client meeting.

A sudden sense of disappointment washed over her.

"Is there something you need?" Xing Li asked, walking up to Zhao Guangwen
. The instant their eyes met

, her heart skipped a beat. She saw a look in his eyes that was completely
different from .

But Zhao Guangwen quickly masked it. He began with small talk, inquiring about her parents'
well-being and reminding her to take care of herself—trivial matters.

Later, as the sun set and darkness fell, Zhao Guangwen invited her to dinner. During the first part of the meal,
he discussed the gallery's operations with her.

Finally, Xing Li grew tired of it. Zhao Guangwen's composure, thoughtfulness, and meticulousness—qualities that Xing Li usually saw
as virtues—now only bored her.

This was undoubtedly because Xing Li's attitude towards Zhao Guangwen had undergone a subtle change. Just
when she was utterly disappointed in Qu Dong, she developed a different kind of feeling for Zhao Guangwen, a man she knew well.

After all, Zhao Guangwen was the only man in her life besides Qu Dong, although that time was devoid of any emotion, or
even pleasure, it was just a mistake under the influence of alcohol.

"Waiter, a pitcher of draft beer, please."

Xing Li picked up the beer and started chugging it. She was stopped halfway through by Zhao Guangwen.

"Drink less."

Xing Li slammed the glass down on the table, smiled contemptuously, "How pathetic."

"What's wrong?" Zhao Guangwen asked with concern.

"Alright, that's enough. I don't want to go on like this anymore, it's pointless. I know
what you're trying to ask by beating around the bush. The child is Qu Dong's; I lied that day. But none of that matters anymore. I've
decided to divorce him. I don't want to worry about anything else. I'm not young anymore, and I'm tired after all these years. While
the child is still young, I want to go out and have some fun. When you get back, tell Qu Dong that he doesn't need to worry about the child, and he won't be
held responsible ."

"Xing Li, listen to me—"

Zhao Guangwen was interrupted by Xing Li before he could finish speaking. "Oh, right, don't overthink it. We just
drank too much that day. You drank too much, and I drank too much too. Just pretend nothing happened and continue being your
good husband . To be honest, I used to envy your wife, but now I think we're pretty much the same. But I've figured it
out. In your twenties, you're working for your parents; in your thirties, you're working for your family; and in your forties, you're still working for your children. I've
figured it out. What era are we living in? We only have a few decades of life. By fifty, we're completely past our prime,
and it's hard to indulge ourselves anymore."

Zhao Guangwen fell silent. He thought about himself, and realized he was the same.

In his twenties, he started working hard, mostly for his parents. In his thirties, he achieved some success in his career, and then he thought about
his family . Going out with clients was just a fling. Now he's almost forty, and life feels utterly boring.

"Waiter, two more beer bottles, please," Zhao Guangwen called to the waiter.

Xing Li was taken aback upon hearing this, and a sly smile appeared on her previously indifferent face. "So, you've come to your senses too?"

Zhao Guangwen took off his suit jacket, unbuttoned his shirt, and laughed, "We're not leaving until we're drunk tonight!"

Xing Li smiled, made a phone call to her parents, and told them she was staying overnight with a high school classmate. Then she smiled at Zhao Guangwen
, "You said it, right?"

The two clinked glasses, and Xing Li, whose alcohol tolerance was lower than Zhao Guangwen's, got drunk first.

Zhao Guangwen was also a little dizzy and helped Xing Li into a taxi. On the way to the hotel, Xing Li unconsciously
leaned on his shoulder.

Zhao Guangwen glanced sideways and once again saw Xing Li's two proudly erect breasts. This time, he didn't immediately look away, but followed his gaze down her collar to see a beautiful necklace on

a deep cleavage . "That was a gift from Qu Dong." Thinking of this, Zhao Guangwen regained his senses slightly and looked away with a hint of guilt. When his attention returned, Zhao Guangwen realized that his lower body had become erect. This natural erection was an experience he hadn't had in a long time. He immediately fell into deep thought. It wasn't until the taxi arrived at the hotel and the driver called him that he snapped out of his reverie. Zhao Guangwen helped Xing Li to the room and placed her on the bed. Whether it was from the alcohol or something else, Xing Li's haggardness had lessened somewhat. Looking at Xing Li like this, Zhao Guangwen instinctively thought of Qu Dong. He called Qu Dong, but no one answered. Helpless, he then called Xiao Ran, asking her to check on Qu Dong. After the call with Xiao Ran, Zhao Guangwen felt quite tired; he had taken a plane that afternoon and drunk so much that evening. Zhao Guangwen leaned back in his chair and unknowingly fell asleep. He didn't know how much time had passed when the phone rang. He opened his eyes and was startled to find that Xing Li, who had been lying on the bed, was gone. Then he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom and instantly breathed a sigh of relief. Zhao Guangwen didn't think much of it and ran to the balcony to answer his phone. It was Xiao Ran calling. Xiao Ran's voice sounded strange, and her words were somewhat incoherent. After listening for a while, Zhao Guangwen still couldn't understand what Xiao Ran was trying to say. Only after Xiao Ran calmed down a bit did Zhao Guangwen ask, "Wife, don't worry, first tell me if you went to Qu Dong's house, if you saw him, and where you are now." "I went, I saw him, I'm home now. " "Okay, then tell me, is he alright?" "He's alright—but—" "But what?" "He, well, I don't know how to say it." "Did you see something you shouldn't have seen?" Xiao Ran's voice was silent for a moment before she said, "Hmm—" "Okay, I understand, wife, don't worry, go to sleep early." "Oh—" Zhao Guangwen hung up the phone and turned around to see Xing Li wrapped in a bath towel standing not far behind him. Zhao Guangwen saw that Xing Li's face was very pale; she had undoubtedly overheard the conversation. He knew that Xing Li also understood what Xiao Ran had seen that she shouldn't have seen. The unpleasant look on Xing Li's face wasn't anger , but a despair beyond words, a despair that seemed to have broken her heart. "Just once, tonight, okay? Don't worry, I won't affect your family," Xing Li pleaded . Zhao Guangwen didn't refuse verbally. He sighed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and lowered his head. He was almost driven to the brink. He instantly recalled many dangerous battles he had fought in the business world. But none of them had ever left him feeling so utterly exhausted. How should he handle the relationship between the four of them? Just as he was painfully pondering this, he felt Xing Li sit down beside him. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have pressured you like this—I'm sorry," Xing Li choked out. At that moment, the walls around Zhao Guangwen's heart completely melted. The existence of Qu Dong and Xiao Ran temporarily disappeared from his mind. Zhao Guangwen took a piece of paper and gently wiped away Xing Li's tears. Xing Li looked at him quietly, and he looked at Xing Li; silence spoke volumes. Zhao Guangwen gently brushed a stray strand of hair from Xing Li's forehead behind her ear. Then he slowly kissed her. There was no passionate, deep kiss; Zhao Guangwen stroked Xing Li's piled-up hair and took her lips into his mouth. Xing Li's lips were full, and they tasted wonderful in his mouth. Zhao Guangwen was completely captivated. Then he extended his tongue to lick Xing Li's sweet lips. Xing Li opened her mouth cooperatively, and their tongues, full of saliva, intertwined, rubbing and sucking at each other . After a while of tender entanglement, Zhao Guangwen looked at Xing Li, whose eyes were already filled with desire. Zhao Guangwen brushed Xing Li's hair again. While kissing Xing Li's fragrant neck, he used one hand to caress Xing Li's chest through the bath towel. The feeling of being unable to control her was something Zhao Guangwen had never experienced before. Zhao Guangwen stole a glance at Xing Li; at this moment, Xing Li had her eyes slightly closed, her brows furrowed with the unique expression of a woman in the throes of passion . Seeing this, Zhao Guangwen gently pulled down the bath towel and began to caress and suckle. Perhaps because Xing Li had just given birth, her erect nipples were large, and when Zhao Guangwen sucked , milk seeped out. Xing Li began to moan softly, each moan tugging at Zhao Guangwen's heartstrings. He felt his genitals growing larger and more swollen, feeling somewhat uncomfortable in his pants. Just then, he felt Xing Li's hand pull down his belt, freeing . Xing Li's hand began to stroke him, giving Zhao Guangwen immense pleasure, to the point that he cried a daze. Then, unexpectedly, even greater stimulation awaited him. As he caressed Xing Li's full breasts, enjoying her caresses with his eyes closed, Xing Li shifted her body. Opening his eyes, he saw Xing Li kneeling on the floor. Zhao Guangwen stood up, watching Xing Li voluntarily pull down his pants. He was immediately moved. Xing Li looked up at him, her eyes filled with deep affection. Zhao Guangwen tenderly stroked Xing Li's hair, a warm smile spreading across her face. As Xing Li took his genitals into her mouth, Zhao Guangwen closed his eyes and let out a low growl. He felt Xing Li sucking even harder. Zhao Guangwen almost ejaculated, but thankfully he managed to hold back. He opened his eyes and helped Xing Li, who was performing oral sex on him, to her feet.

After another round of lingering kisses, Zhao Guangwen laid Xing Li down on the bed. He took a condom from the bedside table and
put it on.

Then, he knelt on top of Xing Li, their eyes meeting.

Seeing Xing Li nod slightly in acknowledgment, Zhao Guangwen guided his penis into her body.

Even through the condom, he could feel the overflowing fluids within her.

With Xing Li's moans and the caresses of her hands, Zhao Guangwen began to move cautiously.

As Xing Li's moans grew louder and her caresses more frantic, Zhao Guangwen gradually lost control,
involuntarily thrusting faster and faster.

Suddenly, Zhao Guangwen felt a chill run through his body, and a warm gush spurted out.

In an instant, Zhao Guangwen felt regret. After ejaculating, he withdrew from Xing Li's body, sitting dejectedly
on the edge of the bed, ignoring Xing Li.

A moment later, he felt a pair of soft things press against his back. Turning his head, he saw Xing Li hugging him from
behind .

Still silent, they exchanged a glance. Zhao Guangwen saw no displeasure in Xing Li's eyes,
which comforted considerably.

Xing Li kissed Zhao Guangwen on the cheek, then closed her eyes, pouting like a little girl seeking a kiss
.

Seeing this, Zhao Guangwen couldn't help but laugh and gently kissed Xing Li's lips.

Xing Li opened her eyes and smiled contentedly, "You must be tired too, go to sleep." Then she got up and walked towards the bathroom.

After their passion, Zhao Guangwen looked at Xing Li's naked back, feeling a mix of emotions.

[To be continued]

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