Uncle's Confession: Me and My 23-Year-Old Beautiful Middle School Homeroom Teacher (34-38)

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34.
The dead are gone, the living remain. Three days later, in the afternoon, our family of four arrived at Jeju Island, South Korea.
Located in the southwestern sea of South Korea, Jeju Island boasts beautiful scenery and is a great place for leisure and vacation. It offers visa-free entry for Chinese citizens and has direct flights to Shanghai, making it very convenient to travel there.
Since Ni'er was on summer vacation and Li Meishan hadn't started working yet, I also took my annual leave from work. We would spend a leisurely and pleasant time here.
A department head (or supervisor) under Choi Tae-ho picked us up from the airport. I don't speak a word of Korean, so Li Meishan had to communicate with him. Li Meishan studied Korean as her second language while studying at the School of Foreign Languages at Beijing Normal University, so basic communication was no problem
for her. The department head, surnamed Kim, was actually one of Choi Tae-ho's assistants. He was extremely polite and courteous, bowing to us constantly, almost bowing after every sentence. This made Li Meishan and me feel a little awkward, so we could only return the bows.
We Chinese rarely bow like that in daily life and aren't very good at it. Perhaps our posture at the time looked awkward and comical to others.
I initially thought the other person was bowing because we were his boss's VIP guests, but I later learned it wasn't just that.
Director Kim took us to a large golf hotel. This hotel and all the nearby properties belong to the Dong-A Group Co., Ltd., owned by the Choi family. Choi Tae-ho and Zhao Lin would be hosting a welcome dinner for us there that evening.
The couple had flown in from Seoul that morning on Mr. Choi's private jet with a group of business associates.
Choi Tae-ho is not only the chairman of Jeonbuk Hyundai Motors Football Club Co., Ltd., but also holds a high position in the Dong-A Group, serving as vice president. He was currently at the hotel's golf course, playing golf with his friends. Director
Kim said his wife was waiting for us in the suite and led us there to meet Zhao Lin.
It had been a year since we last met, and Zhao Lin still had that beautiful, stylish short hair, even more charming than before.
At forty-one years old, she had given birth to her third child, her second son with Choi Tae-ho, named Choi Sung-yong. Ni'er now had another half-brother.
I noticed that despite being a mother of three, Zhao Lin's figure remained stunning, even better than before.
A navy blue printed Saint Laurent bodycon cheongsam accentuated her slender yet mature figure, highlighting her curves beautifully (a hint of cleavage was visible through the diamond-shaped cutouts at the chest, and she wore Italian Valentino high heels with a limited-edition Chanel bag beside her). Combined with her refined and beautiful face, no longer young, and the support of international luxury brands, she was a radiant, pampered, and beautiful mature woman, a wealthy socialite.
In the past, when we were together, there was a clear gap between us. Now, I'm considered successful, but that gap remains, and has even widened.
I understand that this is a woman I can never catch up to, just as Kuafu can never catch the sun on the horizon. It's a blessing that fate has decreed we are no longer husband and wife.
After Director Jin took his leave, Zhao Lin and Ni'er hugged each other tightly, weeping.
"Baby, Mommy missed you so much, let Mommy see you properly..."
Zhao Lin, tears streaming down her face, cupped her daughter's face, wiping away her tears, and kissed her cheek several times.
"Mommy, I missed you too!" Ni'er said, snuggling back into her mother's arms.
The mother and daughter had seen each other very little for the past year and a half, only briefly together last year when Ai Mai Ni passed away. Since then, due to domestic epidemic control measures and Zhao Lin's limited mobility while pregnant and giving birth in South Korea, the mother and daughter hadn't seen each other for almost a year. This long-awaited reunion was naturally incredibly moving.
Next, Zhao Lin hugged Li Meishan again, tears welling up in her eyes. "Shanshan, seeing you and Zhongyan have achieved this, I'm so happy. I can finally say goodbye..."
She choked up, unable to finish her sentence. In the past, she had used every means to break me and Li Meishan up, causing us to go through seven years of hardships before we were able to get back together. It was inevitable that she felt both happy and guilty, and also relieved.
"Sister Lin, it's all in the past. Actually, I'm also very happy to be with all of you," Li Meishan said with a tearful smile.
Zhao Lin talked with Li Meishan for a while, then hugged and kissed her godson Chen Si'ai several times, repeatedly saying that the little guy had grown taller and bigger. Finally, it was my turn. She extended her right hand to me and smiled, "Zhongyan, long time no see..."
Facing my now elegant and dignified ex-wife, I felt a little awkward and chuckled as I grasped her hand, "Yes, yes! It's been a long time."
Nier, standing nearby, linked arms with Li Meishan and teased, "Oh! Old Chen's a little shy!"
All three women laughed. Zhao Lin smiled at Li Meishan and said, "Shanshan, can I hug your uncle?"
Li Meishan nodded with a smile. Zhao Lin opened her arms and smiled at me, "Come on! My daughter's father."
We embraced, Zhao Lin's soft and supple breasts pressed against me, her pleasant perfume intoxicating. She murmured in my ear, "Zhongyan, you will always be my family, someone very important to me."
I was deeply moved and hugged her tightly. "And to me, aren't you the same?"
Memories of the past—the sweetness of our courtship, the bumps and arguments during our marriage, and the mutual support after becoming friends—all flooded my mind.
Perhaps we were meant to be friends, but fate mistakenly paired us as husband and wife. Now, we've finally found the most suitable way to get along, and even developed a deep familial bond.
I'm so happy and fortunate to have Zhao Lin, such a wonderful woman, as my confidante.
Li Meishan and Ni'er stood to the side, watching us with smiles.
After Zhao Lin and I parted, Ni'er asked where her two younger brothers were. Zhao Lin said they were at home, looked after by a nanny and maid.
"Come, let's sit down and talk..."
Zhao Lin took Li Meishan's hand with her left hand and Ni'er's with her right, and the three women sat on a sofa. She then beckoned to me, "Zhongyan, you sit too!"
A hotel waitress came in and served tea. The young waitress asked in Chinese, "Madam, is there anything else you need?"
"No, you may leave!" Zhao Lin said calmly.
The waitress bowed and left. Li Meishan asked if she was Chinese. Zhao Lin said she was Korean, and that most Chinese people working in South Korea were Korean.
While the three women were talking, I sat opposite them, quietly observing these three women who were so important to my life.
One was a charming and mature woman, another a stylish and pretty young woman, and the third a pure and charming young girl. They were my ex-wife and confidante, my current wife, and my daughter, respectively. At that moment, I felt that God had truly been kind to me.
Because Zhao Lin's short cheongsam had a very short hem, and she was sitting, she kept her beautiful legs tightly closed to prevent any accidental exposure.
Even so, I inadvertently caught a glimpse of her alluring figure, her underwear peeking out (of course, I didn't mean to). I thought to myself, her underwear must be from top international brands like Triumph or Victoria's Secret, right? One pair would cost an average person a month's salary.
Perhaps Zhao Lin realized she had accidentally exposed herself in front of me, and immediately closed her legs again, subconsciously pulling down the hem of her short cheongsam.
I was quite embarrassed for a moment, after all, she was no longer my wife, but my friend's wife, and my wife was right next to me.
Perhaps to ease the awkwardness between us, Zhao Lin smiled at me and said, "Zhongyan, I heard you became the vice president, congratulations!"
I modestly replied, thinking that when we were together, she would always criticize me for being useless and lacking ambition, urging me to climb higher, like becoming a vice president or chief engineer. Now I had become the kind of person she wanted me to be, but she had remarried and was far away in South Korea. Was this some kind of twist of fate?
As we were talking, Cui Taihao called and asked us to go to the restaurant.

35.
That evening, Cui Taihao set up two tables in a large private room in the hotel restaurant, separated by a screen. One table was for us, and the other was for Cui Taihao's friends.
Director Kim was constantly attending to Choi Tae-ho, being extremely attentive and humble.
Choi Tae-ho specifically introduced me to his friends, saying I was the vice president of a top-tier power design institute in China. He wasn't exaggerating; our institute is the largest and strongest power design institute in the entire Southwest region, and ranks among the best in the country.
Everyone stood up and bowed to me, and I returned each bow, feeling quite awkward.
Due to the language barrier, even with Choi Tae-ho as my translator, I was still somewhat confused, though I drank quite a few glasses of alcohol.
Although Korean soju isn't very strong, a few glasses still made me quite tipsy.
After a while, people continued to come to our side to offer toasts, bowing repeatedly.
Throughout the banquet, Zhao Lin skillfully interacted with her husband's guests in Korean, displaying remarkable social skills and charm.
Li Meishan also spoke fluently and gracefully in Korean with those offering toasts. Her and Zhao Lin's beauty and elegance drew praise from the guests, with some even flattering Chairman Cui, saying he was very fortunate—his wife was a beauty of unparalleled grace, and his sister-in-law (Cui Taihao had previously introduced Li Meishan as Zhao Lin's sister) and daughter were also stunning beauties, making Cui Taihao look good.
Zhao Lin privately told me that Korean men are generally quite lustful, easily distracted by beautiful women. However, they are quite particular about etiquette in social situations, often bowing, much like the Japanese, though not as frequently or with such a deep bow. She wasn't used to it at first, but gradually got used to it.
I then understood why Director Kim kept bowing when he picked us up; it was their social etiquette.
Because I was in a good mood and the atmosphere was pleasant, I drank heartily and went to Cui Taihao's table to offer a toast, eventually getting myself drunk.
After dinner that night, Choi Tae-ho and Chief Kim took their guests to a nightclub for some fun. He told his driver to take me and the women home and then immediately pick him up from the nightclub.
In a daze, I went with the group to Choi Tae-ho's mansion on Jeju Island.
It was a seaside villa with a private beach outside. Lee Mi-san and Ni-er helped me into the room, and I fell asleep immediately.
I don't know how long I slept, but I woke up and checked the time—it was past midnight. Lee Mi-san was fast asleep beside me.
Because I had drunk too much, I was incredibly thirsty. I got up, found a bottle of mineral water in the room, and gulped it down.
Unable to fall back asleep, I lit a cigarette and strolled onto the balcony, only then realizing I was on the Korean coast.
The night was deep and quiet. The sea was faintly visible in the distance, shrouded in darkness, the sound of the tides adding to the tranquility—everything was breathtaking.
"Honey, you've had a long day. Here, have some tea to sober up," a woman's gentle voice whispered in my ear.
I looked in the direction of the voice and, in the dim light, saw a couple soaking in the swimming pool below the balcony, leaning against the edge of the pool. It was Cui Taihao and Zhao Lin.
Zhao Lin picked up a cup of freshly brewed tea from the tea tray on the shore and handed it to her husband. The couple sipped their tea and whispered to each other. I thought to myself, the rich really know how to enjoy life.
Although they were speaking softly, the surroundings were so quiet that I could basically hear what they were saying.
"It's been tough, but I'm very happy. Not only did we close a project, but Zhongyan and the others came too..."
Cui Taihao had one arm around his wife and sipped his tea with the other. "Zhongyan and Meishan have finally made it this far. They've been through so much to finally be together. Even a withered tree can bloom again. I'm so happy for them!"
"Honey, you're here again. Are those two lines from a poem?" Zhao Lin nestled in her husband's arms and giggled.
Choi Tae-ho chuckled, "Anyway, that's the gist of it! It's about how tough things are for them."
"By the way, honey, Shanshan is so pure and beautiful, and so incredibly endearing. She could easily be the lead in a Korean drama. I bet every man would like her, right?"
Choi Tae-ho looked at his wife and smiled, "What are you trying to say?"
"I mean… don't get angry when I tell you!"
Zhao Lin said meaningfully, "You've known that girl for so long, haven't you ever had even the slightest crush on her?"
I couldn't help but concentrate, listening intently.
"What are you saying?" Choi Tae-ho couldn't help but chuckle, reaching out to tickle Zhao Lin.
Zhao Lin giggled and dodged, the couple making a bit of noise. Zhao Lin quickly stopped them, "Shh, be careful not to wake them..."
Cui Taihao then stopped, hugging her and sighing, "Let me tell you, no matter how beautiful or charming that girl is, in my eyes she's just scenery, something to admire. But you, you're my type, and a type I can never get tired of, a type I want to eat more and more."
He paused and continued, "Have I encountered few temptations outside these years? There are plenty of young and beautiful girls like Meishan, but in my eyes, none of them can compare to you. Even if I were to find a prostitute in a nightclub just to have a quick fling, I've never had that thought. Do you know why?"
Zhao Lin looked at her husband and smiled without speaking. Cui Taihao continued, "In the past, I drank from all the waters of the world because I had never met you. Now, even if there are all the waters of the world, I will only drink from you."
"Thank you, husband," Zhao Lin said, quite moved. I saw her wipe away a tear.
Then the two talked about business. Zhao Lin suddenly wrapped her arms around Cui Taihao's neck, saying emotionally, "Darling, I don't want you to work so hard. You've given us, mother and daughter, so much already. I don't want you to have to prove anything to Dad and my siblings. In my eyes, you're already amazing, the best man."
"Am I amazing?" Cui Taihao smiled at his wife.
"Of course! Absolutely amazing..."
"How amazing? Tell me..."
Cui Taihao laughed, his hands roaming over his wife. Zhao Lin giggled, "What are you doing? Don't be naughty! "
The couple kissed passionately. Between kisses, Cui Taihao said emotionally, "Wife, I love you!"
"I love you too, baby..." Zhao Lin responded, her voice trembling with desire, and offered her lips again.
I reckon at this moment, one of them was fully erect, and the other's private parts were soaking wet.
Choi Tae-ho held Zhao Lin against the edge of the pool, continuing their passionate kiss. In the midst of their tender embrace, Zhao Lin suddenly said, "Honey, what are you doing?"
"What do you think I'm doing?"
"Not here, be careful someone sees us..."
"No, they're all asleep..."
Choi Tae-ho said, tossing his removed bikini bra onto the shore. From my angle, I could vaguely see Zhao Lin's breasts, distorted by the pressure.
"Honey, you're so naughty!" Zhao Lin giggled, kissing Choi Tae-ho passionately again.
Choi Tae-ho then pulled Zhao Lin's bikini bottoms out of the water and threw them onto the shore as well. He then lifted Zhao Lin's body slightly, seemingly already inside her, and began to thrust.
Zhao Lin wrapped her arms around Choi Tae-ho's neck, letting out intoxicating moans...
I smiled slightly, left the balcony, and returned to bed, marveling at the deep affection between the couple.
On the surface, Cui Taihao seemed to be the head of the household, the one who commanded respect and influence outside, but in reality, Zhao Lin was the backbone of their relationship, even Cui Taihao's spiritual home.
The scene just now made me incredibly aroused…

36.
At this moment, Li Meishan woke up, drowsily asking, "Uncle, why aren't you sleeping?"
Without a word, I kissed her lips, kissing her while removing her nightgown.
"Uncle, what are you doing?" Li Meishan murmured, half-heartedly letting me remove her nightgown and underwear.
Just as I was about to enter her, she stopped me. She leaned down and took me into her mouth, sucking and swallowing.
During the time we've been together, her oral skills have improved a lot, and she does it with exceptional seriousness and meticulousness, sucking, licking, and even deep throating, driving me to ecstasy until I ejaculated into her mouth…
Li Meishan rinsed her mouth in the bathroom, then urinated, still completely naked when she came out. Looking towards the balcony, she exclaimed, “Wow! The night view outside is so beautiful, I can see the sea!”
She then walked towards the balcony. I didn't know if the couple had finished. If Li Meishan saw her, or if they saw her naked, it would be embarrassing.
“Don't go over there…” I quickly stopped her.
She stopped and turned back. “What?”
“What's so interesting in the dark? Come and talk to me.”
Li Meishan said “Oh,” and snuggled into my arms on the bed.
After chatting for a while, she asked, "Uncle, seeing your ex-wife so elegant, charming, and alluring now, do you feel... a little... something?"
I smiled slightly, "She is very charming, even more charming than before, but in my eyes, she will always just be a beautiful scene, you understand?"
I wasn't just repeating Cui Taihao's words; I genuinely felt the same way.
"Yes, I understand..." Li Meishan smiled in my arms.
"Go to sleep! Aren't we going out to sea tomorrow morning?" I said, and we fell asleep in each other's arms...
The next morning, Cui Taihao took us out to sea on his private yacht. We went sea fishing, cast nets, and enjoyed the sea view. We had a great time and had a good catch.
We ate lunch on the yacht—homemade hot pot and Korean barbecue. Zhao Lin had arranged for all the ingredients, cooking utensils, and tableware to be prepared the day before.
Eating hot pot on the sea was a first for me, and it was fantastic. Everyone enjoyed the meal.
Back at the villa in the afternoon, we handed the seafood we caught to the chef for a sumptuous seafood feast that evening.
It was still early, and the sun wasn't so strong anymore, so everyone went for a swim in the sea.
The beach outside this mansion is the owner's private property, separated from the rest by trees and a fence extending into the sea, allowing us to swim and play undisturbed.
In fact, this area of residences and beach is exclusively for the wealthy, with security guards on duty and patrolling 24 hours a day; only those who live here can get in.
Thanks to my ex-wife, I also got to experience the luxurious life of the rich.
"Dad, teacher, Taihao's dad, Mom, hurry up..."
Ni'er, wearing a bikini, called out as she led her younger brother, Chen Si'ai, out of the villa and ran towards the beach.
"Coming! Coming! What's the rush?" Zhao Lin laughed, leading Cui Chenghao and us out of the villa.
Suddenly, Cui Chenghao broke free from his mother's hand and chased after Ni'er and Chen Si'ai. The three siblings' silvery laughter echoed across the azure sea and silver sand.
"Hey! Slow down..." Zhao Lin called out to her eldest son.
At this moment, the setting sun cast its afterglow across the coastline, the sea shimmered, and a flock of seagulls soared in the sky—everything was breathtakingly beautiful.
Our whole family strolled in the azure water, swimming and playing. The three women were all wearing bikinis, while the two men and two boys wore swim trunks.
Perhaps because she had spent so much time in Korea (Korean culture is more open than China's and relatively closer to Western culture), Zhao Lin's bikini was quite avant-garde and sexy. Her high breasts were almost bursting out under the bikini bra, and her swim trunks were almost thong-shaped, revealing most of her round, full buttocks.
I guessed she had undergone cosmetic surgery after coming to Korea; her breasts and buttocks were noticeably smaller and rounder before.
With her stunning figure, still beautiful face (looking only in her early thirties), and a maturity far beyond that of most women, it's no wonder Choi Tae-ho still loves and dotes on her so much.
Lee Mi-san's bikini was relatively conservative, but still quite sexy, revealing a good amount of cleavage and her buttocks. At nearly 1.7 meters tall with long legs, her figure was even better than the mature and alluring hostess, only not as voluptuous. Ni-er's outfit
was similar to Lee Mi-san's, both borrowed from Zhao Lin. Lee Mi-san secretly told me that Zhao Lin's swimsuits were all like this, and to prevent hair from showing, Zhao Lin had shaved both her and Ni-er's hair with a razor; otherwise, she wouldn't dare wear them. Zhao Lin's pubic hair, however, had already been shaved, leaving only a sparse, thin tuft. After
playing in the sea for a while, everyone returned to the beach to rest. Under the parasols, the servants had already prepared drinks and fruit on the lounge chairs.
Choi Tae-ho was reclining on a lounge chair, talking on his cell phone in Korean that I couldn't understand.
This guy has a really good physique—broad shoulders, a strong chest, prominent abs, sculpted muscles, and a bronze complexion. Add to that his handsome face, and even at forty-two, he's still a heartthrob.
My physique is pretty good, but compared to this guy, I'm utterly inferior. I suspect his sexual prowess is excellent too. No wonder Zhao Lin is so devoted to him since she started dating him.
At this point, as the owner of a South Korean professional football club, Choi Tae-ho had already taken control of a portion of the family business.
Since taking office, under his leadership, Jeonbuk Hyundai Motors had become a strong team in South Korean football, not only ranking highly in this year's K-1 professional league but also reaching the quarterfinals of this year's AFC Champions League. As a fan, I've been following this team closely.
At this point, I had to admire Choi Tae-ho's business acumen; he transformed from an elite lawyer into a successful team owner in less than a year.
I sincerely admire Zhao Lin's vision and shrewdness. If it weren't for her keen insight and encouragement in choosing to take over a portion of the family business by entering the professional football arena, Cui Taihao probably wouldn't have reached this point.
Moreover, I've heard that Zhao Lin, with her excellent interpersonal skills, has become very familiar with her husband's sisters and in-laws, and has even won over Mr. Cui's father, further improving Cui Taihao's situation within this wealthy family.
I am deeply gratified by the couple's current achievements and glad they made the right choice.
During our two days in Korea, although Cui Taihao has started his vacation, he's still concerned about work.
The Korean professional football league is currently in its short summer off-season, which is also the player transfer window, commonly known as the summer transfer window. Although not as busy as the winter transfer window, there are still many player transfer matters to consider.
While fishing on a yacht earlier, Choi Tae-ho told me that one of his players had been signed by a Chinese team (in recent years, many South Korean players have transferred to China to play football because the salaries of foreign players in the Chinese Super League are higher than those in the South Korean K1 professional league, even after salary caps). To bolster his team, he's been recruiting players through scouts and agents, including preparing to sign a Brazilian player who plays in the Japanese J1 professional league for a hefty sum.
Coupled with other team matters, he's currently on vacation but not working, handling business while on holiday. I guess he's on his cell phone right now because of work? It seems being a big boss like this isn't easy.
Beside Choi Tae-ho, Zhao Lin was leaning over a lounge chair.
She had unhooked her bikini bra, exposing her entire back, enjoying a sunbath. Her skin was now a tan, likely the result of frequent sunbathing.
Even in this pose, the side profile of her round, alluring figure was still partially revealed, and her pert buttocks, almost completely exposed outside her thong swim trunks, presented a captivating curve, making her entire posture incredibly alluring.
I was holding Li Meishan, squeezed onto a deck chair, video chatting with her mother and daughter, Higul and Nashid, far away in Morocco. It was still morning there, and Higul said her daughter missed me.
In the year since Amyni's passing, I've often video chatted with Nashid, which has made the little girl develop feelings for me. She's over three years old and looks more and more like Amyni.
We agreed that in a while, Higul and her husband, Ashraf, would bring Nashid to China, firstly to commemorate Amyni, and secondly to have some fun in Chengdu.

37.
Around the four adults, the three siblings played with water guns.
These water guns were realistic toys, some resembling AK-47 assault rifles and others Browning pistols, made very similar to real guns, and the water bullets actually hurt a little when they hit you.
To avoid getting water in their eyes, all three wore swimming goggles.
The two little ones, Cui Chenghao and Chen Si'ai, were chasing and shouting on the beach with their older sister, Ni'er, having a great time.
Ni'er's well-developed breasts bounced in her bikini bra, and her legs were beautiful too; she exuded youthful energy.
I whispered to Li Meishan, "Have you noticed how much Ni'er resembles you when we first met? So innocent, so charming..."
"Hmm, she really does look quite like her..." Li Meishan smiled, then sighed, "I just pray she doesn't meet an older man like you..."
She shifted her gaze from Ni'er to me, "I absolutely don't want Ni'er to suffer the pain I endured... you know?" She placed her
hand on her cleavage, "This kind of pain is truly unbearable, excruciating..."
I couldn't bear it, and pulled her into my arms, saying tenderly, "Baby, I'm sorry, I won't let you feel even a little pain again."
During their playful fight, the three siblings accidentally sprayed a string of water cannonballs onto Zhao Lin.
"You brat, can't you stop? You've been running around, don't tire your brothers out..."
Zhao Lin sat up sideways, bending one arm to cover her unbraced breasts, and called out to her daughter.
The three siblings ignored her, continuing their antics.
“This child…” Zhao Lin could only shake her head with a smile, then lay back down on the deck chair, looking at Cui Taihao, who was still on the phone beside her. The couple smiled at each other, their affection evident.
Ni’er and her younger brother, Cui Chenghao, had a small argument for some reason. Perhaps annoyed by his sister, the little guy slapped Ni’er hard on the bottom.
The girl, a teenager in the prime of her adolescence, was wearing very little (her bikini bottoms didn't cover much of her bottom, so Cui Chenghao's slap was like hitting her directly on the flesh, and in front of so many people), and she immediately got angry, shoving her brother and yelling, “You little pervert, how dare you molest me!”
Cui Chenghao was pushed to the sand and burst into tears. Li Meishan quickly went over to pick him up and comfort him. Seeing this, Zhao Lin got up, turned her back to me, put on her bra, went over to take her son from Li Meishan's arms and continued to comfort him, scolding her daughter a few times.
Ni’er was unhappy, pouting as she came to my side and plopped down on my lap. I hugged her and laughed, "Your little brother is still so small, just let him have his way!"
The little girl still pouted and didn't say anything. After a while, Cui Chenghao ran over and pulled Ni'er, wanting his sister to continue playing with him.
Ni'er refused irritably, "Go away, who wants to play with a little brat like you?"
"Ni'er!" Zhao Lin ordered her daughter without room for argument, and I pushed her too.
Only then did Ni'er reluctantly let her brother lead her away from my lap. Children, especially siblings, what's there to hold a grudge about? The three children played together again.
"These naughty kids..." Zhao Lin shook her head and laughed as she sat back down on the deck chair.
A young maid brought four-month-old Cui Chengyong to the beach, and the little guy cried incessantly.
When this child was born, the congratulatory message I sent to Choi Tae-ho on WeChat read, "Congratulations on your second child! May you achieve another great success and score a hat-trick soon!"
A hat-trick in football refers to a player scoring three goals in a single match. I'm a football fan, and he's the team owner, so I used this phrase to wish him and Zhao Lin a third child soon.
But Choi Tae-ho said he wouldn't have any more. First, Zhao Lin is getting older, and he couldn't let her risk the complications of advanced maternal age; second, he already has two sons and his eldest daughter, Ni'er, and he's content with his family.
Ni'er stopped playing with her two younger brothers, took the little one from the maid, and cradled him in her arms.
"Oh, oh, baby, be good, baby don't cry, oh, oh..."
Ni'er soothed and rocked him. Women are born with maternal tenderness, and even a sixteen-year-old girl is no exception.
“Let me do it! He’s hungry…” Zhao Lin pulled the left strap of her bra down to her armpit and reached out to her eldest daughter.
Nier handed her little brother to her mother, and Zhao Lin pulled down the left cup of her bra, putting her nipple into her son’s mouth.
The little guy started sucking. Zhao Lin said something to the maid in Korean, and the maid responded in Korean (presumably saying, “Yes, madam”), bowed to Zhao Lin, and turned to leave.
Cui Taihao finally ended the call, sat down beside Zhao Lin, put one arm around his wife’s shoulder, and gently stroked his son’s cheek with the fingertips of his other hand, happily playing with him.
Perhaps the little one was unhappy that his father was interfering with his meal, so he spat out the nipple and cried, so Zhao Lin had to put it back in his mouth.
"Oh dear! Can't you just let him eat in peace?" Zhao Lin complained to her husband, continuing to breastfeed the child while trying to amuse him, "Daddy's naughty, Daddy's the worst, we don't want him anymore..." Ni'er
ran over and pulled Cui Taihao, "Taihao Daddy, play with us, come on, play together!"
Cui Taihao couldn't resist his stepdaughter, so he got up and went to the beach with her. Ni'er then waved to Li Meishan, "Teacher, you come too, hurry up!"
Li Meishan smiled and got up from beside me, and I took the opportunity to slap her beautiful buttocks, half of which were exposed outside her bikini bottoms. She turned back and gave me a coquettish look before joining the children.
Cui Taihao, with the two little ones and the two beautiful girls, started playing paintball with water guns. Three men on one side and two women on the other, under the setting sun, ran and dodged through the waves constantly washing onto the beach, engaging in a fierce battle.
Amidst laughter and cheers, Li Meishan ran and laughed, her beautiful breasts bouncing in her bikini bra, creating a stunningly graceful movement.
Zhao Lin, breastfeeding her child, sat down beside me and laughed, "Look at Meishan, how happy she is!"
I smiled without saying a word. Yes! Since the day I went to Beijing to find her, these days have probably been the happiest she's had in all these years.
"This girl really loves you so much... Zhongyan, you must cherish her and treat her well!"
Ni'er, caught up in the fun, jumped and waved her water gun at us, "Daddy, Mommy..."
Cui Taihao also fired a burst of water at us, only to be caught off guard by Li Meishan's spray in his face. He raised his water gun to retaliate, and Li Meishan screamed and ran away.
I turned to look at Zhao Lin, trying to avoid looking at her half-naked breasts, and smiled, "And you? You're happy too, aren't you? With Taihao..."
She smiled at her husband, who was playfully fighting, her eyes overflowing with love, "Of course, Taihao has given me so much happiness, I'm so glad I met him in this life..."
She then smiled at me, "Don't be jealous!"
I laughed, "I'm happy for you two, why would I be jealous?"
We, the former couple, smiled at each other in the afterglow of the setting sun.
"You two... often... get intimate in the swimming pool?" I teased.
Zhao Lin paused for a moment, then quickly came to her senses, her face turning red. She kicked my shin several times while holding the child, laughing and cursing, "Get lost! Go to hell..."

38.
The sun sank lower and lower, and a layer of evening glow painted the horizon. Cui Chengyong, having eaten and drunk his fill, fell asleep in his mother's arms.
The three siblings were still playing and chasing each other. Nier held up her AK-47, ignoring Cui Chenghao's demands, saying, "I won't give it to you, I won't give it to you..."
Little Chenghao jumped several times but couldn't reach it, so he simply lay down on the sand and rolled around. Chen Si'ai sat down on the sand beside him, pointing at her brother and giggling.
Nier had to squat down and help her brother up, comforting him, "Here, here, I was just joking."
Li Meishan and I looked away from the three siblings, smiled at each other, and gazed back at the sea.
"I see how charming the sea is, and the sea sees me the same way," I murmured.
Years ago on the beach in Sanya, I had recited this poem, adapted from Xin Qiji's, to Li Meishan. Now, on the beach in Jeju Island, I recited it to her again.
She looked at me and smiled gently. I leaned in and kissed her lips, our tongues meeting.
"Uh, it's best if we don't look at this kind of scene that's not suitable for children,"
came Nier's voice from behind. Li Meishan and I turned around and saw Ni'er standing behind us, smiling broadly. She was covering her two younger brothers' eyes with both hands, one in each hand. The two little ones were trying to pry their sister's hands away.
Li Meishan smiled a little embarrassedly, took my arm, and rested her head on my shoulder.
I waved behind me, signaling Ni'er to take the two little ones away.
"Shall we go? Don't be a third wheel for some people," Ni'er said, leading her two brothers away.
Li Meishan took one of my hands and placed it on her stomach. I asked her if her stomach was uncomfortable. She smiled slightly and whispered in my ear, "Silly boy, you're going to be a dad again!"
I was immediately surprised and delighted, asking her if she was sure. She said she hadn't had her period for a while and felt nauseous from time to time. She had taken a pregnancy test before coming to Korea, and it was almost certain.
"Now you understand, right? That's why last night I... preferred to use my mouth rather than let you in..." She looked at me with a charming smile.
"That's wonderful!" I stroked Li Meishan's belly and laughed, "Now Ni'er will have another little brother or sister."
She nodded with a smile and leaned her head on my shoulder again. Just then, Ni'er's voice came from behind, "Mommy, Taihao Daddy, I'm going to be a big sister again!"
The two asked what she meant. Ni'er laughed loudly, "Teacher has a baby..."
Li Meishan's pretty face blushed, and she reached out to hit Ni'er, not because Ni'er said she was pregnant, but because she was afraid that Ni'er would understand the last sentence. The little girl ran away laughing.
Cui Taihao gave me a thumbs up, "Old Chen, amazing, you've already pulled off a hat trick so quickly?"
"Really? Shanshan..." Zhao Lin's eyes welled up with tears.
"Yes, sister, it's true!" Li Meishan nodded with tears in her eyes.
"Hey Lao Chen..." Cui Taihao chuckled jokingly, "Since your shooting skills are so good, every shot is accurate, why don't I just not sign that Brazilian striker anymore, and you come play striker on my team!"
Zhao Lin freed one hand from holding her child and slapped her husband several times, "What nonsense are you talking about? You can't expect anything good from a dog's mouth..."
The laughter of the crowd drifted across the beach bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun...
Ten months later, Li Meishan gave birth to a beautiful daughter for me.
That day in the hospital ward, Li Meishan's mother held her granddaughter, and my mother and I were beaming with joy. One congratulated the other on becoming a grandmother, and the other congratulated her on becoming a great-grandmother.
These two mothers-in-law, more than twenty years apart in age, had had a lot of unpleasantness years ago because of my relationship with Li Meishan, but now they were overjoyed because of their shared granddaughter.
I sat on the edge of the bed, holding Li Meishan, and couldn't help but smile at her as we witnessed this scene.
Three months after giving birth, Li Meishan returned to the middle school where she had previously studied and taught, becoming an English teacher again.
To make it easier for her to get to work, I bought a small, secondhand apartment of about 100 square meters from a teacher in the school's teachers' dormitory area, where Li Meishan, her mother, and their daughter could live.
Li Meishan's mother planned to take my daughter to kindergarten before returning to Australia. She had spent over a decade of her life with her second husband and son; now it was time for her to contribute to her daughter's future.
I had my parents and Chen Si'ai move into my new apartment. I mostly stayed at the school, returning to the new apartment with Li Meishan and our daughter on weekends and holidays.
Since we moved here, Ni'er, who boards at the school, eats all three meals at our house. Besides my mother-in-law cooking, Li Meishan, being a subject teacher and not working regular hours, also helps with the cooking, preparing a variety of delicious meals for Ni'er to supplement the nutrition of this hardworking high school student.
Usually, unless I work overtime or have social engagements, I go home early after work every day to spend time with my wife and daughters.
Every time I come home, I can't help but feel nostalgic. Before, when I came here to pick up Ni'er, attend parent-teacher meetings, or even earlier, when I pretended to be Li Meishan's parent to meet with teachers, I could only park outside the campus. Now, as a family member of a school teacher, my car is a school vehicle, and I can come and go freely.
Honestly, although the house is a bit old, living on campus is quite comfortable—quiet, with a good environment, and convenient parking.
We've rented out my old house, the house Li Meishan's grandparents left her, and our house in Beijing. I've also entrusted all my income to Li Meishan for safekeeping and management; this is no small sum.
Li Meishan asked me if I didn't keep some for myself. I told her that besides work, my whole life consisted of being with her and the three children. Aside from smoking and car maintenance, I didn't spend much money.
Even so, Li Meishan still gave me a considerable amount of pocket money each month, so that as the vice president of a design institute, I wouldn't be seen as poor.
That evening, after dinner, Ni'er went to evening self-study, and Li Meishan and I strolled around the campus pushing the stroller. She was going to her office in the teaching building to prepare lessons and answer questions from students attending evening self-study, while I took the children home.
There were many faculty and staff members strolling around the campus at that time, and Li Meishan greeted teachers she knew from time to time. She was now a beautiful 26-year-old woman, and I was 45. We had been through so much, finally finding our way to each other.
I have three most important women in my life; all three are exceptional women, and each has given me a child. Besides, they had been pregnant with my children more than once, but for various reasons, they couldn't give birth.
Zhao Lin had an abortion during our first divorce, and after we remarried, she became pregnant again, but miscarried soon after.
Ai Mai Ni's second child didn't come into this world with her passing. Li Mei Shan had two abortions for me, one when she was in college and the other when she was newly married to Gao Xiang.
Thinking about all this, I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion, secretly marveling at how I had received the love of these three exceptional women in my life—what more could I ask for?
"Uncle, do you remember this place?" Li Mei Shan's words interrupted my thoughts.
Even though we'd been married for over a year, she still habitually called me "Uncle," rarely "husband." Even when we were making love and I brought her to orgasm, she would still call me "Uncle," saying things like, "Uncle, faster, I'm about to come again..." or "I love it when Uncle fucks my pussy..."
I looked around and laughed, "Of course I remember, this is where we first met."
Unlike before, there was now a row of smart lockers.
“Uncle…” she called me just like when we first met, smiling mischievously at me.
“What is it?” I asked her with a smile.
“Could you do me a favor and take me out of the school grounds?” She still looked at me with a beaming smile, her eyes overflowing with love.
In that instant, it felt as if time had reversed, and that seventeen-year-old girl, as beautiful as a saint in the Temple of Zeus on Mount Olympus, stood before me again.
Just like that day nine years ago, my heartstrings were plucked tightly, and I smiled at her, “No, I’m afraid your mom will scold me, afraid your grandpa will beat me…”
“You’re so annoying! Why aren’t you following the script?” Li Meishan giggled and playfully hit me.
Just then, a girl happened to pass by and greeted Li Meishan, “Hello, teacher!”
“Yes, hello,”
Li Meishan responded. After the girl walked away, she hit me again, “Let’s try again…”
We looked at each other, tenderness flowing in our eyes…

(The End, July 29, 2023, at Tushan Temple, Nanshan, Chongqing)

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