Beautiful mother and pretty daughter (99 to 102)

99.
In March of that year, my mother and Wen Xiaoting jointly opened a private restaurant.
They had been planning this for some time before the Spring Festival. My mother and Qin Hao planned to settle in Guangzhou long-term so they could see our family of three more often and look after each other.
Since Qin Hao was quite skilled in cooking, my mother and he decided to open a restaurant. Wen Xiaoting also wanted to help Zhang Xiang find a way out, and having worked in the food industry for many years, she was quite knowledgeable. So the two women, young and old, hit it off immediately and got to work.
For this, Zhang Xiang quit his previous job, and Qin Hao made a special trip back to Shandong to handle some matters concerning him and my mother.
With everyone working together, they completed finding a shop, applying for a business license, and decorating the shop before the Spring Festival. After the holiday, they acquired all the necessary equipment for
the restaurant. I personally designed the decoration, and the construction was done by a decoration company I partnered with. I only charged the cost price and even took a small portion of the profit to subsidize the company.
When my mom and Wen Xiaoting found out about this, they wanted to give me the money back, but I declined. I told them, "You're my mom and my sister, so it's only right that you contribute to your business. Consider it a congratulatory gift from me for opening the restaurant."
Everything was ready, and the restaurant opened, named Lao Qin's Private Kitchen. Qin Hao was the head chef, Zhang Xiang was in charge of purchasing and helped Qin Hao in the kitchen, and we also hired two waiters and a dishwasher. Wen Xiaoting also quit her low-paying clerical job to work at the restaurant, handling reception and cashier duties, becoming the owner's wife.
My mom hired a nanny to help take care of Chen Airei, and sometimes she would come to the restaurant to check on things and help out. When I had free time, I would often come over to help out, working as a free hourly worker. Every weekend, Su Fei, He Xiaoqin, and Wen Xiuxiu would often bring Chen Nianfei to the restaurant to sit and eat.
Our whole family often gathers at the restaurant, enjoying each other's company. As Sophie says, my mom and Wen Xiaoting's restaurant isn't just a place, it's our internal canteen.
The house my mom bought is also starting renovations, and I'm still in charge of everything. Sophie originally advised my mom not to buy a house; she said my mom and Qin Hao could live there comfortably, for as long as they wanted, however they wanted. My mom said she wasn't being distant with her daughter-in-law; she bought the house not only to have more space but also as a good investment.
Life continues beautifully, making it all worthwhile. But deep in my heart, there's a secret I can't tell anyone, an incurable pain, an inescapable worry—that's for Suo Wanling and her son, far away in Austria.
I think of them day and night, wondering how they're doing over there? Has Xiao Mo Hui grown up so much? The thought that my other two children, Chen Ailei and Chen Nianfei, can stay by my side, allowing me to give them my boundless fatherly love, while my eldest son, for reasons I cannot explain, is separated from me, not even knowing I am his biological father, breaks my heart.
But I cannot change anything, because, as Su Wanling said, I could never do anything to hurt Su Fei. Moreover, since Su Wanling returned to Austria with her son, I have lost all contact with them. I suspect this is intentional on Su Wanling's part; she doesn't want to give me any opportunity to harm Su Fei.
Under these circumstances, I can only passively wait for Su Wanling to contact me and tell me about their situation. But this waiting is so agonizing, often filling me with despair that I will never hear from them again.
In this painful torment, I really want to go to Austria to find Su Wanling, but that's so unrealistic. How can I tell Su Fei about going so far away? Even if I did go there, where would I even begin to look for her? I had no idea where the mother and son were in Austria.
In mid-April, Yanzi came to Guangzhou from her hometown in Northeast China to visit Wenhong and me. Back when she was a prostitute in Guangzhou, she was very close to Wenhong and me; the three of us even had a threesome together on Wenhong's 42nd birthday.
Of course, those memories are long gone; she's now married and a mother.
Yanzi and I have kept in touch over the years, sending each other gifts for her wedding, the birth of her child, and the birth of my two children.
Two years ago, when Wenhong was facing legal trouble, Yanzi was very worried. If she hadn't been close to giving birth, she would have come to Guangzhou to be with us.
I picked Yanzi and her husband up from the airport the day they arrived in Guangzhou. Because their child was too young, he didn't come with them; his grandparents took care of him.
Yanzi's husband is a little younger than me, but looks older. He seems like an honest man. Thinking about my past indiscretions with Yanzi, I felt a little awkward in front of him. Yanzi, however, didn't seem to care at all.
I led the young couple to my studio. It had a bedroom, a kitchen, and a water heater. I had tidied it up and bought some everyday items to make them comfortable. Besides visiting Wen Hong and me, they were also coming to Guangzhou to meet up with some of Yanzi's former friends who had now reformed.
Yanzi gave me the gifts she had brought—some local specialties from Northeast China. After they settled their luggage and rested for a bit, I drove them to Lao Qin's Private Kitchen to welcome our two guests.
It was not yet six in the afternoon, and the restaurant was empty. My mother was chatting and laughing with Chen Airei and Wen Xiaoting at the bar, while He Xiaoqin and our housekeeper were playing with Chen Nianfei.
"Ladies, what are you chatting about so happily?" I teased as soon as I entered.
"Mind your own business," my mother said with a smile, giving me a sidelong glance.
Despite being fifty-four, she was still very fashionable, and today she had put on makeup and even showed off her cleavage, making her look like a woman in her late thirties or early forties.
Wen Xiaoting saw Yanzi behind me, screamed, and ran over to hug Yanzi. The two of them not only knew each other but also had a good relationship because of Wen Hong. Now, more than three years later, their reunion was naturally quite affectionate.
Yanzi introduced her husband to Wen Xiaoting. At this moment, my mother also came over with Chen Ailei, smiling and saying, "Yanzi, welcome! I've often heard Junhao talk about you. You are indeed very beautiful."
"Sister-in-law, you are also very beautiful and charming. Brother Hao is so lucky," Yanzi said with a smile.
I guessed Yanzi had mistaken my mother for my wife, and was about to correct her when Yanzi bent down and gently stroked Chen Airei's little face. "Oh! What an adorable little boy..."
she said, picking Chen Airei up and smiling at my mother, "Sister-in-law, your son looks just like you!"
My mother was overjoyed and didn't correct her. I was both amused and exasperated, thinking, "What's going on here?" I smiled and said, "Yanzi, this is my son."
Yanzi, still holding Chen Airei, said to me, "Yes! He's your son! But he looks more like you."
Wen Xiaoting, standing nearby, laughed so hard she bent over. I had no choice but to put my arm around my mom and say, "Yanzi, you've got it wrong. She's my mom, and she's my son's grandma."
Only then did Yanzi realize she had made a huge fool of herself. She was so embarrassed that she quickly put down Chen Airei and bowed to my mom, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Auntie, I made a mistake, I'm
so sorry..." My mom patted Yanzi's arm and laughed, "It's okay, girl, I'm happy that you mistook me for someone else..."
Yanzi laughed and said, "Auntie, this really isn't my fault. It's all because you look so young, like you're about the same age as Brother Hao."
My mother beamed again. A man's voice rang out in the room, "Sister Yanzi, how did you manage to make such a big blunder as soon as you arrived? You mistook someone's mother for their wife..." It
was Hei Pi speaking, with Lao Xie standing beside him. They had come here specifically to welcome Yanzi after receiving my notification.
Since Wen Hong's nightclub was shut down two years ago, Hei Pi and Lao Xie had both changed careers. Hei Pi became a security guard, and now he's the security captain, while Lao Xie runs a pet shop, and his daughter is in college.
"Brother Hei Pi, Uncle Xie, you're here too?" Yanzi cheered, going over to hug Hei Pi and Lao Xie separately.
"Alas! It's such a pity that Xiao Junzi is gone," Yanzi sighed, already knowing that A Jun had been poisoned to death by his lover.
"Yes!" Hei Pi and Lao Xie couldn't help but sigh as well, both feeling saddened by A Jun's death.
Back in Wen Hong's nightclub, these were the closest of friends. Now, time has passed, and old friends are reuniting. Ah Jun is gone, and Huang Mao has been missing since our parting at court. It's a bittersweet feeling.
I glanced at Yanzi's husband beside me. This man from the Northeast countryside was smiling broadly as he watched his wife reunite with her old friends. I couldn't help but wonder if he really knew nothing about Yanzi's past.
Yanzi and Xiaoqin knew each other before. She was overjoyed to see Xiaoqin walking again, and she held the girl's hand and chatted for a long time.
After exchanging pleasantries, Yanzi asked, "Where's my sister-in-law? Is she coming?"
I said she had some work to do and would come later. To this day, Su Fei's career hasn't been affected by her imprisoned mother. She's still highly regarded, and recently she was promoted to a section-level prosecutor and became the head of her department, busier than ever before.
Yanzi took out two red envelopes and handed them to me, saying they were for her two children. I said, "Why give me a red envelope when it's not a holiday? Didn't we already give one when I had my baby?" Yanzi replied, "That was then, this is now. As the aunt, it's my first time meeting my nephew and niece, so I can't be shortchanged on a gift." Hearing her say that, I had no choice but to accept it.
"Congratulations! Brother Hao, you have both a son and a daughter!"
Yanzi's laughter made me think again of my other son, Mo Hui, far away in Austria, and his mother, Suo Wanling. A pang of heartache struck me, but I had to force a smile in front of everyone.

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waiters placed the prepared dishes on the table, and Qin Hao and Zhang Xiang came out of the kitchen, inviting us to sit down.
I introduced them to Yanzi and her husband. My mother wiped the sweat from Qin Hao's forehead and smiled affectionately, "Thank you for your hard work, husband."
"It's nothing, wife," Qin Hao replied, looking at my mother with equal tenderness. They were always showing their affection.
Qin Hao now treats poetry writing purely as a hobby, while dedicating himself entirely to running his private restaurant. In his words, while poetry and distant horizons are important, the necessities of life are even more crucial; he needs to work hard to be able to take care of my mother.
Wen Xiaoting once jokingly asked him if constantly switching between poet and chef might lead to a personality split. Qin Hao replied seriously that he's discovered a connection between poetry and cooking; he often finds inspiration for poetry while cooking, and he often cooks with a poetic touch, imbuing his dishes with poetry.
Seeing his current change and pragmatism, I'm happy for him and my mother.
As everyone sat down, I went to the side and called Su Fei, asking when she would arrive. She said she had just left work and was driving this way.
"Honey, can I not come?" Su Fei said on the phone.
I asked her what was wrong? Was she tired? She said she was a little tired, but more importantly, she didn't want to attend this kind of event.
I understood her thinking. As a prosecutor, she felt it was beneath her dignity to dine with a bunch of former gigolos and prostitutes.
Although I understood her perspective, I still said, "Why don't you come? We've already made arrangements. They've come all the way from the Northeast; it's not easy for them. Besides, you need to bring your car, right? Otherwise, how will my child, Xiaoqin, the nanny, and I get home?"
"Where's your car?" "
I need to lend my car to Yanzi and her husband for a few days. They're going to visit your mother in prison tomorrow, and they have some errands to run here afterwards. Having a car will be more convenient."
Su Fei didn't speak for a moment; I could sense her displeasure even over the phone. After a long pause, she said, "Okay! You don't need to wait for me, just eat."
After sitting down, my mother asked where Su Fei was. I said I was on my way and wouldn't wait for her. Qin Hao and Yanzi both said to wait a little longer.
“I can’t wait any longer, it’s rush hour, the roads are pretty congested…” I said, raising my glass to Yanzi, “Come on, Yanzi, welcome back to you two, welcome back to the place where you used to work and spend your youth…”
And so, the welcome-back feast officially began. Everyone ate and chatted, but no one mentioned the nightclub incident from back then. Because my mother, Qin Hao, Zhang Xiang, Xiaoqin, and Yanzi’s husband didn’t know about our history.
As we ate and chatted, customers kept coming in, and Wen Xiaoting immediately got up to greet them, while Qin Hao went into the kitchen to help. Zhang Xiang asked, “Uncle Qin, do you need any help?”
“No, you eat yours,” Qin Hao replied from inside.
Watching Wen Xiaoting greet customers with grace and politeness, it was hard for me to connect her with the arrogant and willful young lady who used to be under Wen Hong’s protection. I felt that over the years, the little girl had matured a lot and had become a responsible young woman.
Sophie arrived late. Instead of coming directly to our table, she picked up Chen Nianfei, who was playing with the nanny, and kissed her, saying, "Baby, have you eaten? Did you miss Mommy?"
I had to call out to her, "Feifei, come on, everyone at the table has been waiting for you for ages."
"You guys eat first! I didn't make you wait," she said nonchalantly. After playing with her daughter a few more times, she put the child down and came over, apologetically smiling, "Sorry, the traffic was terrible..."
Hei Pi and Lao Xie greeted Sophie as "Sister-in-law" and "Sister-in-law," but she didn't even look at them, just smiled and nodded.
"Feifei, let me introduce you, this is my friend Yanzi and her husband..." I said.
Yanzi stood up, beaming, and extended her right hand to Sophie, "Hello, sister-in-law! I'm Yanzi..."
Sophie didn't extend her hand, but just smiled calmly, "Please sit down, you must have had a long journey?"
"Uh, not at all, not at all..." Yanzi smiled awkwardly and sat down.
Sophie's aloof attitude made me quite uncomfortable. I knew she looked down on Yanzi, Heipi, and Lao Xie from the bottom of her heart.
Just then, Wen Xiaoting finished serving a customer and came over, placing her hands on her sister's shoulders, saying warmly, "Sister, you've finally arrived!"
Sophie hummed in response but didn't say anything. Wen Xiaoting sat down beside her, putting her arm around her shoulder, and said, "Sister, you don't look well. Are you too tired from work?"
Sophie smiled at her sister, "I'm fine!"
Yanzi picked up her wine glass and smiled at Sophie, "Sister-in-law, I've been wanting to see you for a long time. Seeing you today, I realize how beautiful you are. I'd like to toast you!"
Sophie smiled indifferently, "I'm sorry, I don't drink alcohol."
Yanzi froze. I could only say to Sophie, "How about water instead of alcohol, or a soft drink?"
Sophie rolled her eyes at me, "You know perfectly well I never drink beverages!"
I froze, and everyone else exchanged awkward glances. Yanzi said with an embarrassed smile, "It's alright, it's alright, sister-in-law, please feel free."
Wen Xiaoting raised her glass to help Yanzi out, "Sister Yanzi, I'll drink with you."
This finally eased the tension. After Yanzi and Wen Xiaoting drank, Yanzi smiled at Sophie and said, "Sister-in-law, you already have such a great figure, are you still thinking about losing weight?"
Sophie smiled calmly, "Not really! It's just a personal habit."
Throughout the meal, Sophie ate very little and spoke very little. She barely interacted with Yanzi, Heipi, and the others, only occasionally exchanging a few words with my mother, He Xiaoqin, and Wen Xiaoting.
When she wasn't there, everyone was enjoying the meal, but with her there, the atmosphere became rather cold. I really regretted letting her come to this dinner.
When it was over, after Hei Pi and Lao Xie left, I took out the car keys and handed them to Yanzi. "You've already been to my place, so I won't see you off. You two can drive back yourselves."
This was something we had agreed on beforehand, but now Yanzi was worried that Su Fei would be unhappy, so she said, "Let's just forget it. Brother Hao, what will you do if you give us the car?"
I said, "It's okay, your sister-in-law drove over. I can take a taxi or the subway these days. You two rarely come back, and you have a lot to do, so having a car will be more convenient."
Yanzi declined again, but I insisted on putting the car keys in her hand. "Listen to your brother, don't be polite."
Only then did she accept them. Su Fei had a cold face the whole time, but I didn't care about her.
On the way home, Su Fei drove, I sat in the passenger seat, and He Xiaoqin and the nanny with Chen Nianfei sat in the back.
Sophie remained silent. I tried to smooth things over, so I asked softly, "Are you too tired today?"
She gently shook her head, staring at the windshield, and said coldly, "No."
I sighed and said, "I'm sorry, I should have considered your feelings. I shouldn't have forced you to come."
She glanced at me, then continued staring at the windshield. "You're already here, what's the point of saying this now?"
By this point, I was a little annoyed, but I held back, because I never intended to argue with her.
Just then, Sophie's phone, which was charging on the center console, rang. I glanced at it; the screen flashed "Li Junfeng."
She picked it up, looked at it, and hung up. I asked her why she didn't answer. She said she didn't want to.
Remembering how she sometimes avoided me when calling or texting lately, I couldn't help but feel suspicious and asked, "Who called?"
"A lawyer, someone I do business with," Sophie said casually.
"Then you should have answered! What if they had something important to tell you?" I said.
"Chen Junhao, what business is it of yours whether I answer the phone or not?" she yelled at me.
I didn't know where her anger came from, and said with dissatisfaction, "Su Fei, what's wrong with you today?"
Just as I was about to complain to her, He Xiaoqin reached out from behind and put her hand on my shoulder to stop me, saying, "Brother..."
I swallowed the words that were on the tip of my tongue.
When we got home, Su Fei ignored everyone and went straight to our bedroom. After I washed Chen Nianfei, I asked the nanny to take her to bed tonight, and the nanny carried her to her own room.
When we got to He Xiaoqin's bedroom, she was drawing at the computer. I went over and touched her hair, saying, "Have you washed up?"
He Xiaoqin looked up at me and smiled sweetly, nodding, "Yes."
"Then go to sleep early." I gently stroked her hair again. For this little sister I had taken care of since she was a child, even though she could now take care of herself and even support herself, I still felt an infinite love and doting affection for her. "Okay
, I'll draw a little more and then go to sleep." She smiled sweetly at me.
Just as I was about to leave, He Xiaoqin grabbed my hand. The little girl looked at me and said, "Brother, sister might be in a bad mood today, don't argue with her."
I patted her head and smiled slightly, "No, go to sleep!"

101.
I entered Su Fei's and my bedroom. She was already asleep. Hearing me come in, she turned her back to me. I sat on the edge of the bed and gently shook her shoulder. "Are you asleep?"
She didn't respond. I continued, "I want to talk to you, okay?"
She still ignored me. I sighed, "If you don't want to talk, then forget it, I'm going to wash up."
Just as I was about to walk to the bathroom, I heard Su Fei say, "What do you want to talk about?"
She was still lying on her side with her back to me. I sat back down on the edge of the bed and said, "Feifei, I've noticed you've changed..."
She turned her back to me and said, "What do you mean?"
"Ever since you've become more and more important at the procuratorate and been promoted, you've changed a bit. You've become somewhat cold and unapproachable."
This was indeed my feeling these past few days. As her career flourished, she had indeed undergone some subtle but real changes compared to the gentle, kind, and understanding Su Fei of the past.
"How am I cold and unapproachable? Tell me." Su Fei suddenly threw back the covers and sat up, staring at me.
I looked at her for a while and said, "Take today for example? You arrived late and gave my friends the cold shoulder. That's cold and unapproachable. Yanzi and her husband came all this way back..."
"Cold and unapproachable?" she interrupted me. "I'd like to ask you, what exactly is your relationship with that Yanzi?"
"I..." I didn't expect her to ask that, and I was speechless.
“Yes, they’ve come all this way, and as a friend, you should do your best to be a good host. But you shouldn’t have let them stay in our house!”
I stared blankly at Sophie, who continued, “You could have easily arranged for them to stay in a nicer hotel, and we would have paid for it. They can stay as long as they want. Why let them stay in your own home? And even lend them your car?”
I patiently explained, “Yanzi has always been like a younger sister to me. Since she’s come all this way from her hometown, I just wanted her and her husband to be comfortable and feel at home.” " Is it not allowed? They're going to visit your mother tomorrow. The prison is so far from the city, and they have some business to attend to in Guangzhou these days. What's wrong with me lending them my car?"
She sneered, "Yes! She's your sister, and the house and car are yours. You can do whatever you want with her. But I'm your wife. You didn't even tell me before making arrangements for someone else. Did you consider my feelings?"
I felt there was some truth to what she said, so I hugged her and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made this decision on my own. I thought you would agree..."
"Don't touch me..." Sophie broke free from my embrace and said, "Whether I agree or not is one thing, whether you tell me or not, whether you discuss it with me or not, is another matter. You only care about your friends, you only know how to act big and generous in front of your friends, do you even care about me, your wife?"
Since we got married, we've never argued or quarreled, and I never want to argue with her. Because she loves me, and I love her too. During the most difficult and helpless time of my life, she came to my side, married me, and even gave birth to our daughter, which cured my illness. She's the fairy of my dreams, my angel. I love her so much, how could I bear to argue with her?
But tonight she was being a bit unreasonable, and I felt I should still talk to her.
"Sophie, is that how you see me?" I asked, looking at her.
"Isn't that right? Did I say something wrong?" She shifted her gaze away from me and sneered, "Arrogant and self-centered, as if the earth wouldn't turn without you? As if others couldn't live without you..."
She suddenly stared at me again, "You can do whatever you want, but don't forget one thing: your wife is a prosecutor."
I was both amused and exasperated, "So what if you're a prosecutor? What does that have to do with whether you're a prosecutor or not?"
"How can it not have to do with it?" Sophie shouted at me, "The country is cracking down on and supervising civil servants, especially those in the public security, procuratorate, and judicial systems, so as the husband of a prosecutor, you should stay away from your shady friends, don't you understand?"
"What did you say? My friends are shady?" I was really angry at her and stood up abruptly, "Yes, they have a dirty history, but does that mean they should be looked down upon by you, a noble prosecutor?"
She put her hands in her clothes and looked away, without saying a word. I paced back and forth in the room. "Let me tell you, Sophie, don't look down on people. Everyone in this line of work is forced into it by circumstances. If it weren't for the pressure of making a living, who would willingly do this?"
"Ugh!" Sophie suddenly complained, glancing at the bedroom door. "Keep your voice down, or they might hear you."
I paused, then said, "Tell me honestly, in your mind, am I also a sleazy person? Is your mother also a sleazy person?"
"I didn't say that, don't make false accusations," she glared at me and whispered.
"Do you think I can't sense it? Hongjie has been in prison for almost two years. How many times have you visited her? Apart from the first time you recognized her and called her 'Mom,' have you ever called her that again?"
I grew angrier as I spoke. "Every time you brought her photos of Chen Nianfei, wasn't every single one taken and developed by me? Have you ever done that even once?"
"Then what do you want me to do?" She glared at me again. "Let the whole world know that I have a mother locked up in prison?"
"That's not what I meant. Don't try to argue. But in your heart, the estrangement from your biological mother is an undeniable fact."
What I said was exactly what I had always felt. Although Su Fei acknowledged Wen Hong, she didn't truly treat her as her mother; she was merely accepting an undeniable fact. In her heart, her only mother was still Suo Wanling, far away in Austria.
“Okay, please tell me, what should I do?” Sophie stared at me with tears in her eyes, pointing to herself. “I’ve lived for over twenty years, and suddenly one day someone tells me I have a biological mother, and it’s announced to everyone in court, with someone pointing their finger at me…”
Tears streamed down her face. “So, you mean I can’t just accept it, I have to be overjoyed, right?”
I looked at her for a long time and said, “Some things, whether you like it or not, are facts. No one expects you to be overjoyed, but you should at least…” I
paused, staring at her as I continued, “Don’t despise it!”
I turned to leave, but just as I reached the bedroom door, Sophie called out to me, “Stop!”
I stopped and turned back. She walked over and said, “You’ve been criticizing me for so long, shouldn’t you listen to me?”
“Speak your mind.”
“I’ve noticed you’ve changed quite a bit in the last two months.”
I looked at her without saying anything. She continued, "Don't you think you've become colder towards me? Much colder than before. When you're with me, you always seem preoccupied..."
She was right. Ever since I met Suo Wanling after the Spring Festival and learned that her son was my flesh and blood, my mind had been constantly occupied by the mother and son. I just didn't expect that Su Fei would notice this.
She continued, "Even when we're making love, you're sometimes absent-minded. Junhao, what have you been thinking about these days?"
"I... I haven't been thinking about anything," I stammered, feeling a little guilty.
Su Fei stared at me for a while and said, "Tell me honestly, are you seeing someone else?"
I panicked and whispered, "Are you kidding me? How could that be? Am I that kind of person?"
"If you're not, you're not. Why are you so anxious?" Su Fei said.
"Unreasonable!" I opened the door to leave.
She grabbed my arm. "Where are you going?"
I turned around and said coldly, "I don't think you'd still want to sleep with me tonight after such an unpleasant conversation, so I'm going to sleep somewhere else."
She closed the door and said, "Are you going to sleep in Xiaoqin's room?"
"Can't I? Xiuxiu isn't home anyway."
She said urgently, "Can't you and your sister keep some distance?"
"What's wrong with Xiaoqin and me?" I was completely baffled by her words.
"Before, you took care of her, did everything for her, and that girl had no privacy in front of you because she couldn't walk. I could understand that, and I was even moved to tears by you two siblings. But now, she can walk and take care of herself, yet you two still act like before..."
I stared at her blankly, wondering if she was really jealous of me and Xiaoqin.
"That girl still doesn't care about anything in front of you. Once, you were shaving in the bathroom, and she came in, pulled down her pants, and peeed on the toilet. Another time, she was taking a shower, and you actually stood in the bathroom talking to her. You two..."
Sophie paused, then continued, "Junhao, I'm a woman, and your wife. How can I not have any thoughts when I see you treating a girl like that? Even if she weren't related to you by blood, even if she were your own sister, isn't it a bit too much for you to be so open about it?"
She snorted coldly, "Sometimes I really feel that Xiaoqin is less like your sister and more like..."
She hesitated, and I asked coldly, "What?"
She looked away and said, "She's the mistress, the concubine, that God arranged for you."
"Sophie, you've gone too far!" I said sharply, opening the bedroom door and leaving.

102.
Standing on the balcony, gazing at the distant lights of countless homes, I smoked a cigarette, thinking to myself, how did Sophie become like this? So unreasonable? " Where has the gentle, tender Sophie gone?
When I married Sophie, I never imagined we'd ever argue. Is marriage truly the grave of love? Even the most loving couples argue over various things? We've only been married for a year and a half, our child is only a few months old, and we're already experiencing the seven-year itch?
My thoughts drifted far away, and I silently called out in my heart, "Ling-jie, are you doing well in Austria? Will we ever see each other again in this life, you, our son, and me?"
Tears welled up in my eyes involuntarily. Just then, a soft voice called from behind, "Brother..."
I quickly wiped away my tears and turned around, saying, "Xiaoqin, why aren't you asleep yet?"
She walked to my side and put a hand on my shoulder. "Did you...did you and your sister have a fight?"
She always called Su Fei "sister," never "sister-in-law." I guessed that in this girl's heart, the title "sister-in-law" was reserved for Ji Yalei in heaven alone; Ji Yalei held an irreplaceable place in her heart. If Su Fei was the first fairy to enter He Xiaoqin's dreams, then Ji Yalei was the eternal fairy in her heart.
"What did you hear?" I asked, afraid that the little girl had overheard my entire conversation with Su Fei.
He Xiaoqin shook her head. "No, I just felt you two were in a bad mood tonight. I vaguely heard you talking in the room, and now I see you smoking alone here, so I asked."
I breathed a sigh of relief and put my arm around her shoulder, saying, "It's okay, don't worry about me and your sister, we're fine..."
"Are you really fine?" He Xiaoqin leaned on the balcony railing, looking at me. "At least tonight, I don't think you're doing well."
I smiled slightly and stroked her hair. "What couple doesn't bicker a little? Your sister and I are really fine, go to sleep."
She smiled and nodded. "Okay, you should go to sleep early too."
After He Xiaoqin left, I lit another cigarette, trying to calm myself down. Hearing footsteps behind me, I said without turning around, "Didn't I tell you to go to sleep? Why don't you listen to your brother?"
The person behind me chuckled. "I'm your wife, not your little lover."
I turned around and saw Su Fei smiling at me. She walked up to me, grabbed my clothes with both hands, and said softly, "Okay! It was my fault just now, don't be angry. Maybe... I've been too busy with work lately, and taking care of the kids, so I've been a little short-tempered. Please forgive me."
I pulled her into my arms, choking back tears, and said, "Feifei, let's not fight anymore, okay? Just this once, and never again, okay?"
"Okay, I promise you," she said, nestled in my arms, her arms around my waist, her eyes closed.
After a long while, she said again in my arms, "Honey, do you love me?"
I held her shoulders, pulling her away from my embrace, and nodded to her. She smiled and said, "I want you to say it."
"I love you!" I said, looking at her.
She smiled sweetly, closed her eyes, and offered me her lips. We kissed passionately for a long time.
That night, Su Fei and I made love, a passionate and intimate lovemaking. As the saying goes, couples who quarrel in bed make up in bed, and that was true for us too. This minor unpleasantness was now a thing of the past for both of us.
The next day, Yanzi and her husband visited Wenhong in prison. These two women, who had been like mother and daughter, and sisters, naturally shed tears on the spot.
Three days later, Yanzi and her husband prepared to return to Northeast China. I asked her why she didn't stay a few more days since she had come all this way, so I could spend more time with them and show her my hospitality.
Yanzi said that her child was still too young, and she didn't feel comfortable leaving her with her grandparents for too long. Besides, she had never been away from her daughter for so long before, and she missed her.
The night before their departure, Yanzi hosted a dinner at Lao Qin's Private Kitchen, treating everyone to a meal. Heipi, Lao Xie, and others came. Su Fei still didn't come, but this time she genuinely couldn't make it due to overtime work.
I had originally asked Wen Xiaoting not to charge Yanzi, but Yanzi insisted on paying, so I had Wen Xiaoting give her a 30% discount.
When seeing Yanzi and her husband off at the airport, she pulled me aside and whispered a few words to me.
“Brother, don’t be angry with your wife. She’s different from us. You married her, but that doesn’t mean she has to accept everything about you, right? Let’s give each other some space.”
I felt tears welling up and said, “Yanzi, your sister-in-law really had something to do last night…”
“Brother, don’t say anymore…” she interrupted me, “Remember my words, live well with your sister-in-law, okay?”
“Okay, you and your husband and children should also live well.” I patted her arm. If it weren’t for Yanzi’s husband being nearby, we would have given each other a farewell hug.
Although Yanzi and I had many physical relationships when we were in that line of work—we not only had a threesome with Wen Hong, but also slept with a couple twice together—now, I only see her as my sister.
Yanzi’s husband also pulled me aside and said a few words, “Brother Hao, I know what Yanzi used to do…”
I was taken aback and looked at him silently. The man from Northeast China smiled. "I'm not stupid; I guessed it a long time ago. But so what? I still love her, and she's stopped doing that kind of thing. That's enough. I'll treat her well for the rest of my life."
Hearing his simple words, I couldn't help but shed tears. I held his arm and said, "You're welcome to come to Suizhou anytime. As long as I'm here, Suizhou will always be a place for you and Yanzi. If you encounter any difficulties back home, just let me know, okay?"
"Okay, Brother Hao," Yanzi's husband said with a simple smile.
Watching the couple walk through the security gate, I said in my heart, "Yanzi, live well, love your husband well, and your child well. "
After Yanzi and her husband left, life continued as usual. Since that night when I listened to Su Fei's words, I no longer interacted with Xiaoqin as freely as before, but for the first time, I distinguished myself from her.
On one hand, it was to avoid upsetting Su Fei. On the other hand, Xiaoqin will eventually get married, and as her older brother, how could I face her future boyfriend or even husband if I continued to disregard her privacy?
One day in late April, my mother asked me to accompany her to Qingdao to visit an old friend who had cancer and was nearing the end of her life. I asked her why Qin Hao wouldn't go with her. She said the restaurant was busy lately and Qin Hao couldn't get away.
To be honest, I was reluctant to go because Ji Yalei and I had spent unforgettable time in Qingdao, and I didn't want to set foot on that land that might evoke painful memories. But I couldn't disobey my mother, so I decided to go with her anyway.
On the day of departure, while my mother and I were waiting at the airport with Chen Ailei, the people sitting next to us mistook us for a couple with a child, which secretly amused my mother.
Upon arriving at Qingdao Liuting International Airport, we immediately took a taxi straight to the hospital. When we arrived at the door of a VIP ward, there were many people sitting or standing in the corridor, none of whom my mother and I recognized.
A young man approached and asked, "Are you Ms. Liu Meiyun?"
The man was about thirty years old, with a dignified appearance and well-dressed. My mother said yes. The young man said, "The old man is waiting for you inside. Please come in!"
He pushed open the door to the ward and whispered inside, "They've arrived."
Then he gestured for us to come in, "Please come in."
Filled with suspicion, my mother and I, along with Chen Airei, followed the man into the ward. We
saw a emaciated old man lying on the bed, an oxygen tube in his nostrils, ravaged by illness and on the verge of death. Beside him on the sofa, a short-haired young woman stood up, smiling at us. A little boy of a few years old sat beside her.
"You've arrived?" The short-haired young woman bowed slightly. She was around thirty years old, very beautiful, over 1.65 meters tall, with a gentle and charming demeanor.
"Yes!" my mother smiled, then introduced me to the young woman, "This is my son, Junhao."
"Oh! Junhao, hello, my surname is Mei, Mei Bingjie." The young woman smiled and extended her right hand to me.
I guessed she was probably the daughter of the old man in the hospital bed. I shook her hand, "Hello!"
Although it was our first meeting, Mei Bingjie's gaze lingered on my face longer than usual, and with a certain peculiar meaning, which puzzled me.
She then said to the man who brought us in, "Qiangzi, you can go out now? We'll call you if we need anything."
"Okay." The man called Qiangzi responded humbly, left the ward, and gently closed the door.
At this moment, I noticed that my mother's eyes, looking towards the hospital bed, were filled with tears. This made me realize that this trip to Qingdao might not be as simple as visiting an ordinary old friend, as she had said.

(To be continued)

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