[Urban] Campus Maple Leaves Red (Complete) - 23

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[Volume 1: First Encounter with Maple Leaves] Chapter 9: Flowers Bloom and Never Fall (2)

"Then...then haven't the three of them, or you, thought about how to handle this matter in the future?"

The father's answer made his daughter's mouth drop open in surprise. However, the one asking Old Li now was his sister-in-law, who hadn't spoken until now.

"The things between me and them all happened because I couldn't control myself. So, as long as they haven't said they want to leave me, I must take responsibility for them. If any of them say they want to leave in the future, I won't stop them, because I feel that I have no reason or right to stop them from leaving." He

indirectly told his sister-in-law that this matter was already unchangeable, and at the same time gave his sister-in-law a hint that the decision was in her own hands.

"Then..."

His sister-in-law wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth and didn't say anything.

"Dad, I want to talk to the three of them tomorrow."

Seeing that his sister-in-law wanted to say something but didn't, Xiaozhu spoke up first.

"Okay, you should talk to the three of them. That way you can understand each other's thoughts better. Oh, and don't forget to talk to your sister Qingyu tomorrow. She also has something to say to you."

Aside from Fei'er and the girls on the team, Old Li simply gathered all the remaining questions together for one-time answers.

"Qingyu too… well…"

The sister-in-law and daughter exclaimed in unison, then exchanged glances and swallowed their words.

"Dad, when did you and Qingyu start dating?"

After a slight silence, the daughter looked at her aunt and asked her father.

"Last night."

Old Li would be very embarrassed if he told his daughter about secretly sneaking away from her at night to meet another woman, so he answered his daughter very briefly.

"Last night! Wasn't that…"

They still spoke in unison, but what the sister-in-law really wanted to say was, "Wasn't that when you and I just parted ways through the hole in the artificial hill?" What his daughter really wanted to say was, "So you sneaked out last night to go to Qingyu's?! You

just flirted with a woman who was deeply in love with you, but then you turned around and climbed into another woman's bed. Is this the kind of person the legendary fickle womanizer is referring to?" Sneaking in and out while others are sleeping is something only petty thieves would do. Old Li suddenly realized that bringing up the issue at this time was incredibly inappropriate!

But once the words were spoken, they were like spilled water; there was no going back. Sure enough, the result was that his daughter, almost in despair, pulled the covers over her head and lay down on the bed, ignoring her father, while his sister-in-law subtly rolled over and slipped out of her brother-in-law's arms.

The bed was spacious enough, but Old Li was now completely enveloped in the awkward situation of not knowing whether to stay or leave. But who could he blame for making things this way?

In the quiet classroom, all the desks were neatly labeled with exam numbers. As the bell rang, signaling the start of the exam, the students entered the examination room quietly and orderly. From this moment until the next two and a half days, many children's lives would undergo significant changes. However, no one could know which of these life-altering events, when looked back upon many years later, would leave no regrets. This

was the second time Old Li had witnessed such a scene. The first time, he was a newcomer and hadn't yet fully grasped the complexities of the moment before the college entrance exam was over. Today, facing this moment again, Old Li sat alone in his office, carefully reflecting on it. He, too, offered specific assessments of the life-altering changes these children would experience in two days.

A person lives for decades; temporary gains and losses, choices, are not permanent. Everyone can say such comforting words, but how many people can truly let go when faced with such choices and losses? Old Li couldn't, because this college entrance exam was crucial for every student taking the exam, and also crucial for No. 33 Middle School. If the students do well on the exam, their lives will likely be much smoother. If all the students at No. 33 Middle School do well, Old Li's plans for the school's future development can begin sooner.

This college entrance exam is, in a sense, a turning point for the students' lives, and for Old Li and No. 33 Middle School, it's a crucial opportunity to see if the school can overcome its difficulties within a few years.

The second bell rang precisely on time. Old Li took out a cigarette from his drawer and lit it. Just as he exhaled his first puff, the half-closed office door was gently pushed open.

One figure entered, then another, until the fourth person entered. The office door closed softly, and the sound of it locking echoed.

"Dad, didn't I tell you to quit smoking?"

Yu Lian, the first person to enter, snatched the burning cigarette from Old Li's hand, stubbed it out in the ashtray, and said to him.

"Hehe... Dad's worried about the college entrance exam, isn't he? Otherwise, why would you go back on your promise? Dad, the students care more about their exam results than you do, so don't worry too much about them. Dad, we came to tell you something. Little Zhu just called and took Sister Xie away, saying she had something to talk to her about. Dad, what do you think Little Zhu wanted to talk to Sister Xie about?"

While Yu Lian was playfully scolding Old Li, Tian Tian had already sat down on Old Li's lap. She gently stroked the stubble on Old Li's chin with her fingers, reassuring him while also explaining the purpose of their visit. The

students are facing their own lives, but he and No. 33 Middle School are also facing a development opportunity. Whether this opportunity can become a reality is also very important for the students who will study at No. 33 Middle School in the future. These are all very important matters, but they cannot be solved by simply frowning. With a laugh, Old Li flicked Tian Tian's forehead with his finger, then casually pulled her into his arms. As he gently stroked her increasingly strong breasts, he began talking to the girls who had gathered around him about his conversation with his daughter and sister-in-law the previous night.

He even mentioned the embarrassing incident from the previous night. The four girls were both amused and exasperated by their father's behavior. Thankfully, they genuinely sympathized with their father's unstable emotional intelligence. Tian Tian then lifted her clothes, allowing her father's hand to slip inside and touch her, while Zhang Nan, like a mother soothing a child, kissed her father's cheek.

The softness of his hands, the gentle lips of the girls on his cheeks, and their subtly fragrant scents stirred Old Li's heart, and he opened his arms to his beautiful daughters. Tian Tian,

her clothes half-undone, slowly crept between Old Li's legs, first unbuckling his belt, then casually unzipping his pants. The briefs weren't tight-fitting boxer shorts; a few gentle movements revealed half of Old Li's already awakening purple member.

His hand, gripping a basketball, held the two small testicles like eggs, then supported the base of the purple member. His tongue licked the half-open head of the member, while his lips occasionally smeared the increasingly large, umbrella-like head with his own saliva, sucking and nibbling.

Zhang Nan, the most voluptuous, had a pair of bright red, date-like nipples; sometimes the left one was fed into Old Li's mouth, sometimes the right, which he sucked. Yu Lian and Hui Min, meanwhile, placed their naked bodies on their father's fingertips, letting his nimble and gentle fingers harden their petals and moisten their nectar-filled passages.

With her hands braced on the table and legs spread wide, Zhang Nan, biting her own penis, moaned softly as her eyes darted in and out of Old Li's thick, long member, thrusting vigorously into her flower garden. "

Ugh—" Her tender flower bud was once again stretched wide by the glans of the large member, and Zhang Nan let out a muffled cry, collapsing halfway onto the table. Old Li pressed his member firmly against Zhang Nan's flower bud, the tight passage of her flower garden, along with her bud, squeezing the entire shaft like a small hand.

The pleasurable squeezing made Old Li's body almost tremble, and a strong urge to ejaculate filled his entire body in that instant!

He couldn't ejaculate inside! The thought had barely entered Old Li's mind when Zhang Nan, who had already gone limp, suddenly found strength. She abruptly sat up, tightly embracing Old Li, and began frantically shaking her hips, her already tight vaginal canal squeezing and rubbing against Old Li's penis, which was on the verge of ejaculation! "

Oh—" Old Li let out a low growl, his body trembling as he also tightly embraced Zhang Nan. His uncontrollable ejaculation, like a machine gun with its trigger pulled, began a frenzied spray towards Zhang Nan's delicate core! "Dad—"

Zhang Nan, having released her mouth, called out to Old Li with a final, desperate cry, before trembling and going limp in his arms.

Her father was tenderly gazing at his daughter, who seemed to have just been pulled from the water, and Zhang Nan felt a slight glimmer of life return.

"Dad, it feels so good to ejaculate inside!"

Resting her chin on her father's shoulder, Zhang Nan sincerely exclaimed in his ear.

“My dear daughter, Daddy also likes to ejaculate inside you, but…”

The father, having shared his joy with his daughter, also understood the immense risks involved (risks that are unpredictable even during a woman’s so-called safe period). So, while agreeing with his daughter, he also wanted to point out the consequences.

However, his daughter didn’t let him finish. She kissed his lips and mumbled that she had taken precautions that day.

Daughter! My good daughter! Faced with such an understanding daughter, the father could only express his overflowing tenderness with the deepest affection.

The four daughters, their faces flushed and bodies languid, slowly dressed. Tian Tian cleaned her father’s large penis and testicles with her small mouth and began tidying his clothes.

A soft knock came at the door, followed by the bell signaling the end of the exam. Old Li gestured to Yu Lian, who was looking at him with questioning eyes, to open the office door.

Tian Rong and Lao Li's daughter, Xiao Zhu, stood at the office door. Tian Rong looked at Lao Li with a hint of helplessness, while Xiao Zhu wrinkled her nose and looked at her father with questioning and surprised eyes, then at the four slightly uneasy girls in the room.

After beckoning Tian Rong and her daughter in, the four girls took the opportunity to greet them briefly before slipping out. The daughter's brow was furrowed, and Tian Rong looked somewhat embarrassed. Fortunately, Lao Li, who seemed quite normal, remained composed. He reached out and shook his daughter's shoulder, gesturing for her to sit on the sofa.

She slightly shrugged, and her father's hand moved aside. "Dad, go wash your hands first!" Her soft voice left no room for argument. He

was incredibly embarrassed inside, but couldn't show it on his face. Lao Li glanced at Tian Rong, who was secretly amused, and quickly went to the restroom in the office, where the water supply had just been restored.

Even though the bathroom door wasn't completely closed, Old Li still couldn't hear his daughter and Tian Rong's hushed conversation. With no other option, he quickly washed his hands and rushed out of the bathroom. "

Dad, is this what you call washing your hands?" Before Old Li could even reach his daughter, she was already there, tugging at his sleeve and playfully pulling him back into the bathroom. She

rolled up her sleeves, wet her hands, and carefully washed them with hand soap. Watching her earnest expression, Old Li didn't know what to say. Yes, some things needed to be said, whether to be said aloud or left to his daughter to discover on her own. He needed to carefully understand her feelings. But now, Old Li realized how little he truly understood his daughter.

He hadn't learned enough about her growth over the past two years, and it was time to have a proper conversation with her. Lost in thought, Old Li gazed at his daughter, oblivious to the fact that she had already washed his hands.

The loving gaze in her father's eyes warmly enveloped her. The daughter, who had initially wanted to comment on her father's slowness, swallowed the words that were already on the tip of her tongue under his watchful gaze. She let her father's loving gaze embrace her, and gently helped him unroll his rolled-up sleeves, a task that seemed to take a lifetime to complete.

Old Li finally came to his senses, and his daughter let him gently pull her into his arms. The unpleasantness and estrangement that had accumulated between father and daughter over the past few days melted away in that moment.

This melting away wasn't because Old Li wanted to understand his daughter better, but because his daughter had come to realize her importance in his heart. No matter the time or who was by his side, his daughter was irreplaceable. This was a daughter who understood her father's feelings, and she took the initiative to reconcile with him. It was also because she no longer worried that being near her father would lead to estrangement.

There was another soft knock on the door. Tian Rong opened the office door, and Lao Xu and Tie Yi walked in one after the other. Exam results are one of the standards by which a school evaluates itself, so everyone's concern was self-evident.

The father and daughter also came out of the restroom. The daughter greeted everyone very politely before going to find Xie Xin. The remaining people in the office exchanged a brief chat before heading towards the school gate.

At the school gate, parents, students, and all the teachers of the senior class were gathered. Seeing the four highest-ranking school leaders walking in together, everyone crowded around.

There were still exams in the afternoon, so the four school leaders spoke separately with students and parents. They weren't overly concerned about whether the students had answered the morning's exams well, but rather focused on whether the students could maintain a good mindset for the upcoming exams. In less than twenty minutes, the parents and students gradually dispersed. Seeing that most of the students were in very good spirits, those who remained at the school gate were secretly pleased, cheering on the departing students.

Twelve years of hard study, and even though the path of life isn't limited to just the college entrance exam, I've already tried my best, so I want to see the results of my efforts.

There are boarding students, and because it's the college entrance exam period, the school cafeteria food is much better than usual.

However, while the food has improved, with most students on holiday for the exam, fewer students are eating in the cafeteria than usual.

That's just how it is; today, while there are fewer students in the cafeteria, the school's teachers and staff are unusually present. Even several of the school's shift security guards are here.

Seven or eight or nine people sit around a table, and a careful observer can see that this seemingly random seating arrangement subconsciously reflects the closeness or distance of relationships among them. While

discussing the afternoon's work arrangements with Tian Rong, Lao Li and his colleague didn't notice their surroundings. All the other tables were full, and the principal and secretary, carrying their food, walked towards an empty table while still talking.

Besides Lao Li and Tian Rong, the only other person sitting at the table was Dong Qin, who was a bit older. Looking at the young faces all around, Lao Li and Tian Rong realized they might have sat in the wrong place.

Putting aside the fact that they'd come to the wrong place, it would be unacceptable to sit down and leave. So, after a slight surprise, Lao Li and Tian Rong nodded and sat down to eat with everyone else.

Dong Na sat next to Tian Rong, and Dong Qin sat next to Lao Li. Both had the surname Dong and similar given names, so Xue Cheng, the college student who had been assigned to the same class as Dong Na, used this as a starting point to compare Dong Na and Dong Qin. Even

though they weren't related, perhaps because of the similarity in their names, when everyone carefully compared Dong Na and Dong Qin, they all remarked, "You two really do look alike!" They

did look somewhat alike, but it was hard to pinpoint exactly. While everyone was interested in finding commonalities, Lao Li also followed suit and compared the two women.

When Lao Li looked at Dong Na, he noticed a tiny detail near Dong Qin's ear that made his gaze linger for about two seconds.

In most of life, we can completely ignore two extra seconds, but now Dong Qin, who was originally going to see Dong Na, turned around and saw Lao Li sitting down next to her. Tian Rong, who was also paying attention to Lao Li's behavior, suddenly noticed the look in his eyes. Dong Qin's heart skipped a beat when she saw Lao Li's gaze, and Tian Rong's heart also skipped a beat.

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Tian Rong, who was moved, also habitually bumped Lao Li's leg with her own. Lao Li, who was caught off guard, didn't know where the trouble started, so his leg turned to one side with the impact of Tian Rong.

Everyone was sitting very close, and when Lao Li moved his leg, it inevitably brushed against Dong Qin's leg. Last time their legs touched, it was an unconscious action on Dong Qin's part when she was in the mood. But today, Lao Li was staring at his female colleague's face first, and then, after she noticed, he touched her leg with his. Was Lao Li still holding a grudge about the last time their legs touched?

This thought only flashed through Dong Qin's mind before it passed. Years of experience in life had given her a keen eye for people, so when this thought crossed her mind, she saw the very honest look in his eyes.

With such honest eyes, his heart couldn't be crooked, especially since Lao Li looked at her with a hint of apology, which further dispelled any remaining suspicions.

But people are unpredictable. Since you know Lao Li's leg-touching was unintentional, why not just forgive him and everything would be over? But because she was human, and a woman with a playful nature, Dong Qin perhaps only wanted to joke with Old Li. Her leg, following Old Li's already retracted leg, subtly pressed against him.

Her knee rested imperceptibly against the back of Old Li's knee, and then, to make matters worse, she gently swayed it.

The trembling friction, as her skirt, which just reached her knees, billowed forward, completely exposed her bare knees.

The man's body heat, the woman's body heat, permeated the thin summer trousers, allowing them both to clearly feel each other. The trembling knees remained motionless, almost entirely buried under each other's knees due to the transfer of body heat. Neither pointed it out, neither moved their legs away; in a tacit understanding, they remained in that position.

Old Li's legs trembled, which Tian Rong noticed. When the trembling stopped, Tian Rong peeked through the tablecloth and saw what had happened. Suddenly, a surge of anger welled up inside her, and she cursed him viciously in her mind, calling him a lecherous old man!

Then she channeled all her anger into her lunch.

Lunch was over, but Tian Rong couldn't swallow her anger along with the food. She said goodbye to everyone except Old Li and Dong Qin, then turned and left. The others didn't know what was going on, and Dong Qin was completely confused, but Old Li immediately understood why Tian Rong was acting this way. Yes, it was Tian Rong who had caused the situation, and she had certainly noticed how things unfolded afterward.

The subtle yet intense scent of jealousy wafted through Old Li as he followed Tian Rong's retreating figure into the wind.

During lunch break, in an office, a woman consumed by jealousy was pinned to the table by Old Li, who was fanning and kneading her buttocks.

A gentle sting, almost tearing and kneading, made the young woman, lying on the table, moan softly, sometimes loudly, sometimes gently, struggling and writhing. As she began to groan incoherently, Old Li released his thick, long penis from his trousers. He

parted the young woman's legs slightly, then slowly and powerfully inserted his thick, long rod into her, parting her already wet petals...

The bell rang again, signaling the end of the exams, and another group of students who had studied diligently for twelve years would begin a new chapter in their lives. Today was the last day of the college entrance exam, so the students and their parents stayed late, reviewing their answers.

Each teacher was surrounded by students, and each parent stood anxiously outside each circle, rejoicing at every cheer from within and lamenting every sigh of disappointment. Amidst the joy and sorrow, time quietly slipped away.

Old Li and his daughter Xiaozhu stood on the steps of the teaching building. The crowd not far away filled Xiaozhu with emotion, because in the near future, she too would experience this day, and in such a crowd, she too would taste another round of joy and sorrow in life.

Yes, his daughter was growing up, and she would have many more experiences to go through in life. Old Li couldn't walk these paths for his daughter, but he could be by her side, offering her a father's hand.

"Dad, let's go home,"

the daughter said, shaking her father's arm as the joy and sorrow in the crowd subsided slightly. He

gently stroked his daughter's head, smiled slightly, and walked down the steps with her.

Old Li drove, with Xiaozhu and Xiaoru in the car, while Tian Rong followed in her car, with Tie Yi and Xie Xin in hers. This situation, which began on the afternoon of the first day of the college entrance examination and continued until its end today, seems to have become a routine. Back home at night, his daughter Xiaozhu and his sister-in-law, who hadn't spoken to him yet, simply slept on his eight-step bed without explanation. They seemed completely indifferent to where he slept. It

's like, when someone asks you for something, you're easy to comply, but now that they've given up, Old Li has been seriously considering where to sleep.

In his view, a compromise is this: his daughter will sleep with her arm around him and next to her sister-in-law for the first half of the night, and he'll sneak out in the second half to spend the rest of the night in someone else's room.

Yesterday, Qingyu told Lao Li that Xiaozhu had already talked to her. However, just like Xiaozhu had talked to the other women, Qingyu didn't tell Lao Li how Xiaozhu and she talked. Lao Li had no idea what they had agreed on. Qingyu just left a message for Lao Li, asking him to come over tonight to discuss in detail what they had talked about a few days ago.

The land use rights for the vocational school are the biggest concern for Lao Li and Qingyu, and also the core of their plan. To be honest, obtaining the land use rights for the vocational school is neither particularly difficult nor easy. The land use rights currently belong to the Beicheng District Education Bureau, and the 33rd Middle School, under the instructions of the Beicheng District Education Bureau, has taken over all the facilities and some of the teachers and students of the vocational school (because most of them are no longer affiliated with the vocational school). The most efficient way would be to further negotiate with the Education Bureau to obtain the land use rights and make the 33rd Middle School and the vocational school a true unit.

However, the current problem is how to get the city's Education Bureau to make this decision.

In fact, the vocational school's problem isn't just about the land; more importantly, the incident a year ago has made everything related to the school extremely sensitive in Jiangzhong City. Also, to avoid the sensitivity surrounding the vocational school incident, the Jiangzhong City Education Bureau discreetly used the temporary takeover of the vocational school by the 33rd Middle School to test the reactions of all parties.

The probe was arguably quite effective, as the reactions from all sides were relatively muted. However, both Lao Li and Qingyu understood that this probe also revealed an intention of the Municipal Education Bureau: to thoroughly resolve the legacy issues of the vocational school in the near future.

This was perfectly normal for the Municipal Education Bureau, but when linked to the upcoming North City development, it raised concerns. If the Municipal Education Bureau simply wanted to resolve legacy issues, things would be easy. But if it was truly connected to the North City development, the whole situation became complicated.

Lao Li was worried, and so was Qingyu. The Municipal Education Bureau couldn't possibly have known about the North City development beforehand. However, if the vocational school issue was linked to the North City development, it meant a powerful force was pulling the strings behind the scenes. Dealing with the Municipal Education Bureau was manageable with Qingyu's intervention, but what if she confronted the very force driving the whole thing? Qingyu wasn't entirely confident of victory.

These past few days, Qingyu and Damei have been busy, actually trying to find out the whole story. Qingyu called Lao Li over tonight, not just to show off her beautiful body, but because she must have found out something she wanted to discuss with him.

Whether the news is good or bad, it won't affect Lao Li much, but for No. 33 Middle School, if they miss this opportunity, it's uncertain when they'll be able to recover. No. 33 Middle School is located in an old industrial area, so changes there will directly impact the schooling of children in the surrounding area. In other words, even without lofty ideals, if No. 33 Middle School's teaching ability improves, at least residents will be able to send their children to a better school, reducing the financial burden of schooling for local families.

Fei'er kept her head down and remained silent. Fei'er's mother and the woman in the cheongsam looked different – one angry, the other anxiously helpless. When Old Li entered, all three women glanced at him. Fei'er kept her head half-lowered, while the other two suppressed their earlier emotions with considerable self-control.

None of the three women spoke, but when Old Li's gaze fell on Fei'er's slightly protruding belly, which she gently cradled in her hands, he immediately realized that the three women's varied expressions were likely related to one thing: the child Fei'er was carrying.

Fei'er hadn't told anyone in her family about her pregnancy, especially after her mother's visit. However, for a woman three or four months pregnant, unless she took extraordinary measures to conceal it, the changes in her body would be extremely obvious to anyone with experience in this area.

Fei'er cherished her pregnancy, so she preferred to let her mother notice the changes in her body rather than try to hide it. Knowing her mother wouldn't leave anytime soon, Fei'er used the passive approach of telling her mother she would tell her the truth as soon as her mother found out she was pregnant.

Her mother was a very caring woman, so when her daughter's husband (more accurately, ex-husband) was away studying abroad for many years, she felt sorry for her daughter and came to keep her company.

She remembered that when her daughter's husband first went abroad to study, although her daughter, who was living with her father-in-law, didn't outwardly show strong dissatisfaction, her mother could sense the hidden resentment in her daughter's words. Therefore, after that, her mother also came to keep her company twice more.

The daughter waited with a touch of resentment for her husband's return from his studies. The days passed quietly in this waiting. It was about a year ago; her daughter hadn't contacted her for a long time. When she did contact her, her daughter always sounded tired, offering only a few perfunctory words before falling silent.

As the mother grew increasingly suspicious of her daughter's condition and prepared to travel to see what was wrong, one morning, she received a call from her daughter.

Her daughter's cheerful voice, even though she couldn't see her face, allowed her to vividly imagine her joy. She hadn't heard or seen her daughter so happy in years. She initially thought her husband had already returned, or was about to return, which explained her daughter's joy after waiting at home for so many years.

Even after the call ended, her daughter didn't mention her husband. If he were coming back, she would definitely have told her. But since she hadn't mentioned it this time, something else must have made her happy. Whatever it was, as long as her daughter was happy, that was her greatest wish as a mother.

From that day on, her daughter's cheerful calls became more frequent. In less than three months, they had talked more than in the previous three years combined. Her daughter's melancholy waiting pained her, but her sudden joy during that time stirred something within her.

Yes, her daughter, in her joy, told her almost every detail of her life, yet she had never once mentioned the other side of her daughter's life—her husband studying abroad. This situation made her, as a mother, think a lot more, but after various guesses and probing questions, she still couldn't get a concrete conclusion from her daughter.

The only thing she knew was that her daughter was very happy, but she couldn't figure out the source of that happiness.

However, her daughter mentioned one person repeatedly: her father-in-law.

She talked about how he cooked so well that she worried about gaining weight, how he bought her clothes that always suited her taste, his meticulousness, and how thoughtful he was. Sometimes, her daughter even compared herself to her father-in-law, saying that in some ways, he took better care of her than she had ever been.

Of course, she was happy to have someone take such good care of her daughter. However, no matter how well her daughter was cared for, it could not replace her husband. She still had this worry and decided to come and see her daughter again, hoping that she could find the source of her daughter's happiness.

I've been staying with my daughter for a few days now, and my in-laws' house, which used to be rather quiet, is now bustling with activity. However, this visit to my in-laws' house has brought two unexpected surprises. One is that my seemingly unassuming in-laws actually manage such a large business; the other is the subtle yet undeniable changes in my daughter's body.

Yes, it's one thing for my daughter not to tell me about her relationship with her husband, but does that mean she hasn't even told me she's pregnant? So, together with the woman in the cheongsam who also noticed the changes in my daughter's body, I decided to ask her properly.

But the result... "

You're pregnant? "

"Yes, pregnant?

" "How many months?" " A little

over three months?"

"When is Xiaomian coming back to take care of you?

" Silence...

"Didn't you tell Xiaomian you're pregnant?"

Silence...

So what are your plans...?

Silence...

The more the mother asked, the more anxious and angry she became, and the more she asked, the more worried the woman in the cheongsam became. But faced with Fei'er's silence no matter what they asked, the two people who cared about her were at a loss.

Coincidentally, her daughter's father-in-law arrived at this moment, and the two people who cared about Fei'er couldn't help but think of the same question at the same time: Did the father-in-law who just came in know about Fei'er's pregnancy? If he knew, then perhaps he could explain, but if even she didn't know, then...

But another problem was, it wasn't reasonable for her daughter's father-in-law to tell her this, rather than her own daughter.

Fortunately, the daughter's father-in-law was quite perceptive and understood other people's thoughts. After he sat down, he first brought up the matter that both of them cared about most.

The mother skillfully explained Fei'er's physical condition, including the results of her several hospital checkups, and then discussed adjustments to her diet and daily routine. She specifically asked if Fei'er should stay home and rest instead of going to work.

Fei'er remained silent after her father-in-law came in and spoke to her, but this silence only made the other two people who cared about her feel uneasy. Indeed, Fei'er's silence earlier was a silent resistance, but when her father-in-law spoke about these matters, her silence was clearly submissive, and everyone could see she was listening to the explanations and arrangements made by this man who shouldn't have been speaking about this.

Did her daughter really think she, as her mother, was being outshone by an outsider? Perhaps this sudden thought was too strong, because Fei'er's mother couldn't help but fix her gaze on her in-laws.

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The mother-in-law's gaze made Old Li a little uneasy. To put it bluntly, it was a clear sign of a guilty conscience. Yes, if the mother-in-law knew the truth about Fei'er's pregnancy, do you believe that the mother-in-law sitting opposite Old Li, who looked quite refined, would rush up like an enraged lioness and tear Old Li to shreds?

But thinking about the future was useless now, so Old Li could only grit his teeth and say what he could and should say.

The mother-in-law's eyes finally moved away from Old Li, because Old Li had finished speaking. However, the brief silence between the mother-in-law and the woman in the cheongsam made Old Li realize that they had something to say to Fei'er, and it would be inconvenient for the mother and daughter to talk if he stayed here. So Old Li very tactfully excused himself and left.

Stepping outside, Old Li let out a long sigh of relief. It felt like the relief of a thief who had been questioned by the police but hadn't been caught breaking the law—a feeling of temporary relief mixed with a sense of relief.

"Dad, Qingyu and Damei are back. They're looking for you."

Old Li's emotions hadn't yet calmed down when his daughter, Xiaozhu, and his sister-in-law, who hadn't spoken to him for days, appeared before him.

He sensed that his daughter was much more accepting of the women around her—Tian Rong, Xie Xin, and Tie Yi—than she was of Qingyu and the girls on the team. What caused this difference in how his daughter accepted the women around her? Old Li didn't quite understand, but the fact that his daughter, who hadn't spoken to Qingyu for days, was now helping Qingyu find him indicated that their strained relationship was beginning to warm up.

This should be considered a good start, right? Old Li, who had almost broken out in a cold sweat from the mixed emotions just now, was secretly relieved by the warming relationship between his daughter and Qingyu. However, he immediately felt a headache coming on. Yes, Fei'er's mother couldn't know much about his family's situation because of the distance, but his daughter Xiaozhu was different. She knew everything about their family. How were Old Li and Fei'er supposed to explain to her that Fei'er was suddenly pregnant?

How could they explain it? It seemed like no amount of evasive explanation would be convincing. Old Li, who had just felt secretly relieved, realized now that some things weren't something you could do without considering the consequences just because you were resolute! With this thought, Old Li let out a long sigh, deciding to take it one step at a time.

His daughter, Fei'er's mother—all the problems had to be put aside for now, because you can't neglect everything else in life just for one thing. What kind of circle was drawn on that piece of land near the vocational school? It's time for things to become clear. Reaching Qingyu's room, Old Li thought for a moment before casually pushing open the door.

Only Da Mei was in the room. She poured Old Li water as he entered and told him that Qingyu had gone to take a shower. Since Da Mei was also a partner in this collaboration, and she and Qingyu had been busy with the vocational school matter for the past few days, Old Li sat down and talked to Da Mei about the vocational school issue.

The existence of something shady can be unsettling, like a thorn stuck in one's side. This feeling perfectly describes the feelings of certain people who handled the vocational school incident back then.

Everything that has happened at the vocational school recently was orchestrated by those who harbored this thorn and wanted to remove it as quickly as possible. In other words, the current changes at the vocational school are a result of certain people wanting to eliminate anything that might still have any influence on the incident, leaving no trace, and completely erasing the root of the incident—a seemingly very effective method.

When the vocational school initially merged into No. 33 Middle School, the whole affair stemmed from what was just mentioned. However, when the development of the North District was brought up again, the vocational school, which was on the verge of disappearing, attracted the attention of others. This is the main reason why the vocational school didn't fully merge into No. 33 Middle School.

It wouldn't take Qingyu and Damei much time to recount the recent events at the vocational school. What they've been busy with these past few days is pushing for a legitimate reason to completely merge the vocational school into No. 33 Middle School. Judging from the current progress, things are going relatively smoothly, but some specific details still need to be handled by No. 33 Middle School.

A school development plan, compiled by Qingyu and Damei based on the current situation of No. 33 Middle School, and a detailed analysis list of No. 33 Middle School's assets, are informing Lao Li about the assets of No. 33 Middle School that, after the North District Education Bureau's decision, they can be disposed of by No. 33 Middle School.

After flipping through the development plan and looking at the assets belonging to the Beicheng Education Bureau on the list, Old Li hadn't said anything when Qingyu, who had just finished showering and had her hair still wet, walked in. She

plopped down on Old Li's lap, took the list from his hand, and placed it on the table. Leaning against Old Li's chest in front of Da Mei, Qingyu said, "Old Li, running errands for you these past few days has been exhausting. Look how thin Da Mei has become. Why don't you give Sister Mei a massage? It's your way of repaying her!"

"You stupid Qingyu! If you want Teacher Li to give you a massage, just say so. Don't drag me into this for no reason!"

Da Mei cursed Qingyu inwardly while retorting aloud, thinking, "She's already nestled in the man's arms, yet she says it's someone else who wants it."

"Hehe... Sister Mei, I didn't say I wouldn't let Lao Li give me a massage. I just said Lao Li should reward you, the great hero who's been working so hard, first. Otherwise, wouldn't Lao Li be like someone who discards a donkey after it's done its work?"

Qingyu always spoke her mind to her sister who had been with her since childhood.

"You damn Qingyu, get lost! You're the donkey! A little female donkey at that! You should let Lao Li ride you and give you a massage! I won't bother you!"

Da Mei, who usually lost the argument with Qingyu, would rush up and tear her mouth apart when Qingyu got the upper hand verbally. But now that Qingyu was huddled in a big man's arms and arguing with her, Da Mei couldn't vent her anger. She could only retort to Qingyu before turning away, choosing to punish Qingyu later.

Da Mei avoided the fight, so Qingyu, in Lao Li's arms, stretched out her arms and wrapped them around Lao Li's neck, staring at him with a smile in her eyes.

The woman was staring at you meaningfully; she must have discovered something you hadn't noticed. But you really didn't know where she'd found it. So, Old Li brought his large mouth close to Qingyu's smiling, pursed lips.

Instead of avoiding the man's kiss, she passionately returned it. However, when his large hand reached inside her bathrobe, Qingyu gently stopped it, looked up at him, and said, "Old Li, you should thank Da Mei."

Using the land near the vocational school to earn a reasonable dowry, Qingyu explained the whole story to Da Mei and strongly invited her to join. Qingyu

's new idea differed significantly from the plan she and Da Mei had initially devised, but this revised plan was more rational. Therefore, after some consideration, Da Mei agreed to Qingyu's new plan.

Da Mei entered the workforce much earlier than Qing Yu, so in handling various matters, she practically became Qing Yu's teacher. It could be said that Da Mei's role in the entire vocational school matter far outweighed Qing Yu's; in other words, both Lao Li and Qing Yu benefited from Da Mei's hard work.

Having grown up with Da Mei, Qing Yu knew her very well. Through helping Lao Li with the vocational school land, Qing Yu saw another side of Da Mei—she had never seen Da Mei so dedicated to anything.

For Da Mei, money was no longer a concern; while she would do anything to earn tens of millions of yuan for her dowry, she would never have done it with this attitude.

Perhaps this was her first collaboration with her younger sister, and she was being more careful, but that was only to ensure the dowry was earned. However, this time, Da Mei was incredibly serious—this was definitely not the Da Mei who was usually more carefree about her dowry! Therefore, Qing Yu thought of another major beneficiary in this collaboration: Lao Li.

Yes, look at that development plan, look at that asset allocation table, and think about the contacts Da Mei and I had with this matter. Do we even need to think about the effort Da Mei put in?

When I was nine, my parents went to work in another city, so I came to live with my maternal grandfather in the military compound. At that time, I attended Jiangzhong Affiliated Primary School, one of the top schools in Jiangzhong City. But the first thing my grandfather did after I arrived was to transfer me to the military primary school.

This transfer, which greatly displeased my parents but they dared not say anything about, made me remember someone from that moment on, someone who brought me countless joys in my childhood: Dayuanzi. And Da Mei, because we had played in that garden together, was always there with me whenever I visited. I remembered everything about that place, so why wouldn't Da Mei?

The joys of childhood, the innocence of youth, until that sudden clarity of mind one day—Da Mei and I had likely gone through the same emotional journey. The emotional journeys they went through were largely the same, but could she truly share them?

Old Li, Fei'er, Xie Xin, Tie Yi, Tian Rong, and even Yu Rong, Old Li's sister-in-law whom she met that night—these relationships had caused her immense distress and heartbreak when she returned and needed to find her way. Hadn't she gradually adapted and accepted them after the initial pain? Her best friend, Da Mei, who had similar experiences, couldn't she share everything with her while trying to accept others?

Having convinced herself, and subtly hinting at this idea to Da Mei, she wondered what the outcome would be if Old Li went over tonight. Qing Yu wasn't Da Mei, so she could try to guide her friend towards sharing, but she couldn't predict the final outcome.

"Okay, let's go talk to Da Mei together."

Thanking Da Mei was appropriate, but even when thanking a girl, it wasn't right to barge into her bedroom. So, Old Li picked up Qing Yu, who was sitting on his lap, and carried her towards Da Mei's bedroom.

Holding Qingyu in his arms, Old Li reasoned that Qingyu wouldn't go to Da Mei's place with him otherwise. Without Qingyu present, the atmosphere when he went to see Da Mei wouldn't be conducive to a smooth conversation. So, Old Li dragged Qingyu along.

Actually, Old Li's main purpose was that things at home had been chaotic lately, and he was finding it difficult to manage. He was afraid that if she went to see Da Mei alone, she might inadvertently create something ambiguous, making the already chaotic situation even worse.

Being held in Old Li's arms was essentially like being kidnapped to go to Da Mei. So, while Qingyu verbally said, "Go yourself," she made a few token struggles before being carried to Da Mei's bedroom door. Even

as he put her down and went to knock on Da Mei's door, Old Li didn't forget to hold her hand. Seeing how much Old Li cared about her presence, Qingyu secretly smiled, pleased with her successful scheme.

If Lao Li went to see Da Mei alone, Qing Yu was 100% certain that even if there was an ambiguous atmosphere between them, nothing substantial would happen. Conversely, because she was waiting there, Lao Li and Da Mei would only exchange a few words before Lao Li came out. Therefore, Qing Yu calculated that Lao Li would definitely thank Da Mei after she finished speaking, and that he would definitely ask her to accompany him. So, Qing Yu subtly devised a trap for Lao Li.

The advantage of mature men is that they don't immediately shower Da Mei with thanks upon entering; they have a more subtle opening, gradually and naturally getting to the point.

The development plan was the key point of Lao Li's gratitude towards Da Mei, so when he reached this point, he began to express his heartfelt thanks. Qing Yu, on the other hand, was waiting for Lao Li to say thank you so she could fall into her trap.

Just saying thank you wasn't enough! He needed to show it with concrete actions! "Old Li, how are you going to thank Sister Da Mei?" Qing Yu's interjection was meant to make the expression of gratitude more concrete, but in doing so, Old Li had to express his attitude first.

Turning words of gratitude into concrete actions? That requires the recipient to be receptive. With that in mind, Lao Li confidently said, "You guys tell me, I'll take care of turning the suggestion into reality."

When you're willing to do something for someone, as long as they appreciate your kindness, you'll feel very satisfied. Now, Da Mei, feeling that Lao Li's sincere gratitude and that her hard work over the past few days hadn't been in vain, was secretly happy and satisfied, and didn't even think about what concrete action Lao Li should take to express his thanks.

Just as Da Mei was about to say no, Qing Yu beat her to it and presented a proposal. "

Lao Li, you're still very busy at school lately" (yes, although the college entrance exam is over, there's still a lot to do, like school team training, participating in education system performances, and helping students fill out college applications). You don't have much free time, so if you want to express your gratitude, firstly, you should use a representative item to initially express it. Also, Da Mei and I have been very tired these past few days, Lao Li, could you let us relax a bit first? As for anything else, we can talk about it when you're less busy, Lao Li.

Da Mei was about to say no, but Qing Yu stopped her, saying it was only right to accept thanks, and then added, "Lao Li, why don't you do anything concrete?"

He reached into his pocket—actually, he was habitually reaching for cigarettes that had been sitting there for days—but he also happened to find the leftover pebble flowers from the other day. Perhaps thinking of a last-minute replacement, he quickly pulled out two and handed them over.

At this moment, offering something as valuable as jade would have been a bit out of place, but two smooth, beautiful pebble flowers not only expressed his gratitude but were also more readily accepted.

Da Mei hesitated slightly, but Qing Yu had already taken the two pebble flowers, saying that if it weren't for Da Mei's help, Lao Li wouldn't have known how to express his gratitude, while his hands were busy holding up the two flowers for Da Mei to choose from.

A golden hibiscus was being played with by Da Mei, while Qing Yu had already confidently hung a blue flower, like a forget-me-not, around her neck. She urged Da Mei to wear it too, and pulled Old Li over to ask about the effect of them wearing the flowers.

Women are like flowers, and flowers are like women; when they complement each other perfectly, Old Li forgot whether he was looking at the flowers or the women.

Da Mei, feeling shy, lowered her head slightly under Old Li's adoring gaze. Qing Yu, meeting his gaze, playfully scolded him and then sat on his lap, letting him look closely.

Qing Yu's intimacy in Old Li's lap made Da Mei lower her head even further, but this lowering of her head wasn't entirely due to shyness about the intimacy; it was more of an indescribable, bittersweet feeling that churned within her, making her unconsciously want to avoid it.

Qing Yu gave Old Li a heavy, silent kiss and then got down from his lap. She sat beside Da Mei on the edge of the bed, casually putting her arm around Da Mei's shoulder, and whispered in Da Mei's ear.

Sometimes people are like that; the same thing can have two different outcomes depending on their mood.

Like now, what Qingyu was telling Da Mei was simply to ask Lao Li to help them relax. If this suggestion had been made when Da Mei had just put on the pebble flower, Da Mei would have at most declined slightly before agreeing. But now, with Da Mei's suddenly astringent mood, she really didn't feel like relaxing at all; she just wanted to be alone.

But Qingyu is Qingyu; from the moment she let Lao Li into Da Mei's room, the emotions of the three people in the room changed completely according to her subtle direction. Sitting in Lao Li's lap wasn't meant to upset Da Mei, but if she didn't upset Da Mei in this way, she couldn't ultimately determine what Da Mei was really feeling.

Yes, even when a woman is suppressing her sadness and trying not to show it, anyone with a discerning eye can tell. If you can't, you're either incredibly dense and will insist someone is happy when they're crying.

Holding Da Mei's shoulder, the two women, their heads practically touching, ended up falling onto the bed together after a few playful movements. "You blame yourself, she blames her, you blame me," the sisters started laughing and joking.

"Ah!" Startled by Qing Yu's sneak attack on a private part of her body, Da Mei cried out and sat up abruptly. As she was about to retaliate against Qing Yu, she suddenly noticed that Old Li was still sitting opposite them, smiling.

"Ah!" Da Mei cried out again upon seeing Old Li, but she quickly jumped back onto the bed, hiding her face where Old Li couldn't see her, while secretly pinching Qing Yu's soft flesh, whispering, "It's all your fault!" It's all your fault...

Old Li was ushered into the living room by Qingyu, who had a mysterious smile on her face, because she had something to say to Da Mei. But Qingyu also told Old Li, "You just stay here and wait, you can't leave!"

Maybe it was ten minutes, or maybe twenty minutes, but anyway, just as Old Li reached for a cigarette again, Qingyu pulled Da Mei out from inside.

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