Beautiful mother and pretty daughter (1992-1998)

Ninety-two.
The day after our wedding, Sophie and I visited Wen Hong in prison. It was partly to reunite mother and daughter, and partly to tell her about our marriage.
When Wen Hong heard that "Mom," a word that had been delayed for twenty-seven years, she wept with joy and told us to live well, and that I must treat Sophie well.
During this time, I noticed Wen Hong seemed somewhat uncomfortable. It's understandable; we had slept together many times, and in the past, we had been like siblings and lovers, but now I was her daughter's husband, her son-in-law, which certainly made her a little awkward. I couldn't help but sigh at the irony of fate.
Time flies, and another year and four months have passed. I've entered my thirty-fourth year. Many things have happened in this past year.
My senior, Mi Xuemei, was murdered. The method was highly sophisticated, and the police initially thought it would be difficult to solve the case in the short term. However, the murderer surfaced three months later. He was Ji Yalei's ex-husband, Zhao Jinhui.
One day, Zhao Jinhui shot himself in his office. He had been investigated during the anti-corruption campaign and, knowing he couldn't escape punishment, chose suicide. His suicide note revealed that he killed Mi Xuemei because he had long acted as her protector and wanted to prevent her from exposing him.
He also confessed in the note that he had hired a professional hitman to cause Ji Yalei's car accident. He explained that Ji Yalei had incriminating evidence against him, and he resented my relationship with her. Therefore, to cover it up and for revenge, he staged the hit-and-run. He originally intended to kill me as well, but I got out of the car to urinate, thus escaping. It's a pity that Ji Yalei died so tragically, leaving little Ai Lei motherless at birth.
Meanwhile, Ah Jun and An Huimin were found dead in their bed at a hot spring resort. The two were found naked and embracing each other when they died. Police examination revealed they died of poisoning and had engaged in sexual activity before their deaths.
Police also found a suicide note left by An Huimin at the scene. In it, she stated that she and A-Jun had both been poisoned by her because she loved A-Jun deeply and only in this way could she be with the one she loved forever.
The reason for the murder and suicide was that A-Jun was dating the daughter of a well-known professor at their university. He broke up with An Huimin, and after her pleas were ignored, she suggested they have sex one last time. They went to a resort together, and then the tragedy occurred.
I felt deeply saddened by their fate. A-Jun, a promising graduate student, was driven to ruin by money, plunging his impoverished family into an abyss of grief. An Huimin's death will undoubtedly bring shame to her husband and cast a lifelong shadow on her young son.
After more than a year of development, the company I co-founded with my friend has also grown and prospered, with business increasingly thriving. One of my oil paintings won first prize at the National Art Exhibition. I named it "Beautiful Mother and Charming Daughter," and it was based on the mother and daughter, Su Wanling and Su Fei. These two women, whom I love dearly, were a source of inspiration for me.
However, Su Wanling and I have never been in contact. Since that late autumn afternoon more than three years ago, when she quietly left my sleeping side, I have never seen her again. We are like two completely unrelated people in this world, walking on our own paths, never to intersect. The only news I know about her is that she gave birth to a son for her current husband in Austria.
I think I can only keep her deep in my heart for the rest of my life, only thinking of her secretly in the quiet of the night.
The most important thing in the past year or so, of course, is that Su Fei gave birth to a daughter last September, and the umbilical cord blood from her birth cured my leukemia.
We named our daughter Chen Nianfei, meaning that Chen Junhao misses Su Fei. With Chen Ailei and Chen Nianfei, I now have a complete family. Back when I was struggling to raise Xiaoqin alone, I never imagined I'd have such a happy life. I'm truly grateful for life's kindness, and even more grateful to my two wives for their sacrifices.
He Xiaoqin has been in the US all these years and hasn't come back once. Every time I talk to He Jianguo, he says she's doing well and tells me not to worry. That girl never contacts me either. She keeps in touch with Wen Xiaoting and Wen Xiuxiu, but she never asks about me.
I feel she still hates me. The things I did and said when I forcibly left her with He Jianguo that year really hurt her deeply. I think as long as she's doing well over there, even if she no longer has me as her brother, all my efforts and everything I've done have been worthwhile. Let me spend the rest of my life silently protecting this sister in my heart! On
the afternoon of Lunar New Year's Eve that year, Su Fei and I, along with our son Chen Ailei, stood before Ji Yalei's grave.
In the portrait on the tombstone, Ji Yalei still smiled radiantly. Below is engraved "Tomb of Beloved Wife Ji Yalei," signed "Husband Chen Junhao, Son Chen Airei," with her birth and death dates next to it.
Her life was forever frozen at the age of thirty-three. I will never forget that tragic scene. I shouted, "Yale, get out of the car, get out quickly!" and ran towards our car, only to watch helplessly as the cab of the truck that took Ji Yalei's life was mounted on top of our car...
"Sister Yalei, we've come to see you again. Are you doing well over there?"
Sophie, twenty-nine years old that year, was still as beautiful as ever. Now a mother, she had blossomed into a charming and beautiful young woman.
At this moment, she stood before Ji Yalei's grave, gently stroking Chen Airei's little face standing in front of her, and said to the deceased in the portrait, "We are all doing well. Junhao and Airei are doing well, and my daughter and I are doing well too. Thank you for always protecting us. Don't worry, I will continue to take good care of them. Please watch over us from heaven!"
As she said this, she smiled at me beside her, then bowed to her son and said, "Airei, kowtow to your mother."
Chen Airei was about to turn two years old. In his memory, he had never seen his biological mother. He looked up at her with his childish face and asked, "Mom, why are you my mom, and the aunt in the photo is also my mom?"
Su Fei smiled at me again, then looked down at Ji Yalei's portrait and said, "Because you have two moms! The one in the photo is the mom who gave birth to you, and I am the mom who will raise you..."
The early spring sunshine shone on the three of us, as if Ji Yalei from heaven was smiling down at us...
Arriving at the cemetery parking lot, as soon as we got in the car, Su Fei received a call from Wen Xiaoting, asking if we had driven back yet.
This New Year's Eve, our whole family will gather at the villa that Wen Hong left to Wen Xiaoting.
"Sister, hurry back! We're waiting for you to have New Year's Eve dinner!" Wen Xiaoting said cheerfully.
"Okay! You little rascal, we'll be back soon," Su Fei laughed to her sister.
The sisters' bond has deepened since they recognized each other. Wen Xiaoting then said on the phone, "Tell my brother there's a surprise waiting for him, and of course, for you too."
"What surprise?"
"I won't tell you now, you'll find out when you get back. Bye." Wen Xiaoting hung up.
As I drove, I asked, "What did that girl say?"
"She said there's a surprise waiting for us, but she didn't say what it is. That silly girl is keeping us in suspense," Su Fei laughed.
"It's just Chinese New Year, it's not like it's my or your birthday. Ai Lei's birthday isn't until after Chinese New Year!"
"Who knows? Your sister is always so quirky and clever, who knows what she's up to?"
"Oh! My sister is quirky and clever, isn't your sister quirky and clever too?"
Sophie laughed and hit me, "Yes, yes, she's my sister too."
As soon as we entered the villa, Wen Xiuxiu was greeting us in the entrance garden, holding five-month-old Chen Nianfei.
"Oh, Daddy's back, Mommy's back, and Brother's back too..." Wen Xiuxiu held little Nianfei in one arm and gently rocked her tiny hand with the other, coaxing her little niece.
Wen Xiuxiu is now in her second year of high school; she has excellent grades and plans to attend a good university.
“Baby, come to Mommy…” Sophie smiled, taking her daughter from her cousin’s arms and kissing her twice. “I missed Mommy so much! Did you miss Mommy? Nod if you missed Mommy. Oh! Baby nodded! Our little one is so good, Mommy loves you so much, another kiss, mwah!”
Wen Xiuxiu took Chen Airei’s hand and said, “Come on, let’s go find Grandma. You’ve only been gone a little while, and Grandma already missed you.”
When they arrived in the living room, my mother was putting a plate of cooked dishes on the table. As soon as she saw her grandson, she opened her arms and bent down to Chen Airei, smiling, “My little darling, you’re back!”
My mother is fifty-four years old this year, but she hasn’t changed at all. She’s still as charming as ever, still a classic beauty, and still likes to show some cleavage when she dresses.
Chen Airei called out “Grandma, Grandma” as he rushed into my mother’s arms. My mother picked him up and kissed him twice, her smile incredibly radiant. When Chen Airei was just a few months old, my mom took care of him the whole time. The little guy was very attached to his grandma and had to sleep with her every night.
I walked over, put my arm around my mom's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Mom, you like kids so much, so what?"
I deliberately raised an eyebrow at her. She asked, puzzled, "What?"
I laughed and said, "Anyway, you two have a marriage certificate, so you're legally engaged now, why not have one yourself?"
My mom's face turned red immediately, and she kicked me, "You brat, how old is your mom? Still want to have another one? You've stopped having your period, how are you going to have one?"
Wen Xiuxiu couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle. Sophie, holding her daughter, laughed, "Junhao, why are you joking like that with your mother?"
I laughed, "It's okay, my mom can take it."
"But speaking of which..." my mother said rather proudly, "When I take Airei out, people always think we're mother and son, they all say I gave birth to her second child, hahaha, it's so funny."
Sophie laughed, "That's right, Mom looks especially young..."

Ninety-three,
Arriving at the kitchen, Qin Hao and Zhang Xiang were busy at the stove. Zhang Xiang and Wen Xiaoting got back together, and this kid is much more reliable and hardworking than before, and he loves Wen Xiaoting very much, so I feel at ease leaving this little sister in his care.
"Hey! You two chefs, busy?" I laughed.
Zhang Xiang was chopping something on the cutting board, and laughed, "I'm just helping out, Uncle Qin is mainly in charge of cooking."
I patted Qin Hao on the shoulder, "Old Qin, thank you for your hard work."
Although he still relies on my mother financially, he truly loves my mother, takes good care of her, and is also very good to my son. I remembered something Ji Yalei once told me: for a lonely person, companionship is the most important thing. Qin Hao can give me what my mother can't, so what more can I ask of him? Qin Hao
smiled as he cooked, "It's nothing, no need to go to all that trouble."
He then said to Zhang Xiang, "Hey, Zhang, is the garlic minced yet? I'm going to steam the abalone."
"It's been ready for a while, I'll get it for you."
"Ta-da..." With a playful female voice, Wen Xiaoting darted into the kitchen, jumped onto me from behind, and wrapped her arms around my neck, "Brother, you're back?"
she said, giving me a kiss on the cheek. I quickly called to Wen Xiaoting, who was clinging to my back, "Hey, hey, hey, your boyfriend's still here! Aren't you afraid he'll get jealous?"
Wen Xiaoting got off my back, took her boyfriend's arm with both hands, and laughed, "My Zhang Xiang isn't that petty!"
As she spoke, she stood up and kissed Zhang Xiang, smiling at him, "Right?"
Zhang Xiang chuckled, "Yes, yes..." "
Come on, brother, let me show you a surprise." Wen Xiaoting pulled me and ran out of the kitchen, then said to Su Fei, "Sister, you come too."
In the villa's back garden, a stylishly dressed, graceful young woman stood there with her back to us, looking at the scenery outside. In her hand, she held a thin metal rod.
I asked Wen Xiaoting, "Who's this? Is she your classmate?"
The woman slowly turned around to face us, and I was stunned, "Xiao Qin?"
Su Fei, who was holding her child, also surprised and freed one hand to cover her mouth, looking at the scene in disbelief.
“Brother…” He Xiaoqin cried out, tears streaming down her face.
“Xiaoqin, are you… really you?” I was still in a daze, because my sister, with whom I had shared twelve years of life and had been separated for a year and several months, had suddenly appeared before me. The key was, she was standing there.
“Brother, it really is me, it’s your Xiaoqin!” He Xiaoqin cried, leaning on her small cane as she walked towards me. Although she walked with difficulty and a limp, it was, in my eyes, the greatest miracle I had ever witnessed.
I rushed forward and hugged He Xiaoqin tightly. She hugged me back tightly, and the two of us wept together.
We hugged for a long time before I cupped her tear-streaked face and said, “Xiaoqin, is it really you? Am I dreaming?”
She nodded through her tears, “It really is me, brother, you’re not dreaming.”
I hugged her tightly again. She whispered in my ear, "Brother, do you know? Every day and night in America, I thought of you every single day, every single moment. Brother, I love you, I really love you so much."
"I love you too!" I cried tears of happiness. "And, I'm so happy you can walk now."
At that moment, I felt that He Jianguo, that bastard, had finally done something great; he hadn't broken his promise.
He Xiaoqin pulled away from my embrace, looked at me, and pouted, saying, "Did you walk so ugly? So awful!"
I wiped away her tears and gazed at her. "No, in your brother's eyes, you walk beautifully, so beautifully, more beautiful than anything else."
She smiled through her tears. I asked, not without reproach, "Why haven't you contacted me?"
"You haven't contacted me either," she laughed playfully, then added, "I thought I wouldn't contact you until I could walk. I'd come find you and surprise you when I could. So, I've been working so hard on my rehabilitation and practicing walking every day, all so I could see you sooner and be with you again."
Tears welled in her eyes again. "Brother, why did you lie to me?"
I knew what she meant, and smiled silently. She cried, "When I found out you were worried you wouldn't be able to take care of me anymore because you were sick, I was so sad. I cried my eyes out those days..."
Suddenly, she started hitting me, sobbing, "Brother, you're so mean!"
"I'm sorry, Xiaoqin, I'll never lie to you again," I said, pulling her into my arms again, unwilling to let go.
Just then, she whispered in my ear, "Sister, what's wrong?"
I let go of He Xiaoqin and followed her gaze. I saw Su Fei with her back to us, holding her daughter in one arm and wiping away tears with the other, crying uncontrollably.
Wen Xiaoting wiped away her tears, walked over and took Chen Nianfei from Su Fei's arms. "Sister, go!"
Su Fei cried, opening her arms to walk towards He Xiaoqin. The two sisters also embraced and wept, sobbing uncontrollably. He Xiaoqin sobbed, "Sister, do you know? When you broke up with Brother, I was so sad. Brother told me to think of you as a fairy who once came to my dreams. Sister, am I dreaming again?" Su Fei cupped
He Xiaoqin's face, wiping away her tears, and choked out, "Baby, if this is a dream, I'll stay with you and never wake up."
"Mmm..." He Xiaoqin nodded through her tears, and the two sisters embraced and wept again.
I noticed that He Xiaoqin was quite tall. When I took care of her all those years, she was either lying down or sitting, and I had never noticed her height before. Today, I saw that she was almost the same height as Su Fei, who was 1.72 meters tall.
As they parted, Sophie held He Xiaoqin's hand and asked, "Xiaoqin, did you come all the way from America alone?"
He Xiaoqin replied, "Yes, Dad escorted me through security, and Sister Tingting picked me up from the quarantine hotel."
Sophie glanced at Wen Xiaoting beside her and laughed, "You two little devils, you're really tight-lipped."
Wen Xiaoting hugged Chen Nianfei and laughed heartily. He Xiaoqin looked at me, "Brother, aren't you coming?"
I smiled slightly, walked over, and opened my arms to embrace my two beloved women. The three of us hugged tightly, tears of joy streaming down our faces again.
He Xiaoqin said, "Brother, Sister, when I was in America, besides missing you, I also missed Sister-in-law a lot. I want to go see her."
I said, "Okay, your sister and I just visited her this afternoon. We'll take you in a couple of days."
"Mmm..." He Xiaoqin nodded and smiled, "It's so good, we're together again."
The three of us looked at each other, tears and smiles mingling. Before we knew it, everyone had gathered in the back garden, silently watching our reunion.
My mother held Chen Airei's hand with one hand, wiping away tears
with the other, and smiled at us. Wen Xiaoting hugged Chen Nianfei, crying as she said to Wen Xiuxiu standing beside her, "Xiuxiu, now that Xiaoqin is back, we're probably going to lose favor with our brother, right?"
Wen Xiuxiu wiped away her tears and said, "I won't be jealous, you can have all the food."
"Go away..." Wen Xiaoting said irritably.
The two cousins had long since overcome their previous grudges and were now quite close.
Qin Hao rested his left elbow on Zhang Xiang's shoulder, wiping away tears with his right hand. Zhang Xiang suddenly said, "Uncle Qin, why are you crying too?"
Qin Hao said, "No, I just got a sore throat from the cooking fumes..."
The New Year's Eve dinner officially began, and everyone sat around the table, both to celebrate the festival and to commemorate He Xiaoqin's return. A large table of delicious dishes, all Qin Hao's creations, were laid out.
I laughed, "Old Qin, you not only have poetry and distant places, but also the necessities of life!"
My mother put her arm around Qin Hao's shoulder and smiled at me, "My husband knows how to enjoy life and has a great sense of humor. You should learn from him!"
Qin Hao said shyly, "Sister Yun, what are you saying..."
Su Fei also laughed, "Mom, don't praise one and put the other down, okay? I think my husband is pretty good too! He also has a great sense of humor!"
Wen Xiaoting looked at my mother and then at Su Fei, and giggled, "Auntie, sister, are you two showing off your husbands to us?"
Su Fei picked up a piece of food for her sister and laughed, "You brat, shut up! Even food can't shut you up."
I looked at my mother and smiled, "Mom, you're actually right. I misjudged you before. Now that you've married Old Qin, I'm relieved."
"You brat!" my mother said coquettishly, "How can you talk like that? What kind of son marries off his mother? You talk like you're my father and I'm your daughter!"
Everyone burst into laughter.

94.
Amidst laughter, I raised my glass to Qin Hao and said with a smile, "Old Qin, come on, this glass is to apologize for what I did to you back then."
"No, no, no, Junhao, you're too kind..." Qin Hao also raised his glass, "I'll say it again, don't worry about entrusting Sister Yun to me, I will treat her well for the rest of my life." As
he spoke, he exchanged a smile with my mother, clinked glasses with me, and drank it all in one gulp.
I poured another glass and raised it to Zhang Xiang. "Zhang Xiang, I also want to apologize to you..."
Zhang Xiang was quite flattered and raised his glass, saying, "Brother, what are you saying? I'll toast you."
After we drank a glass together, he said, "Brother, actually, I should thank you. If it weren't for those two punches you gave me that woke me up, I wouldn't know..."
He looked at Wen Xiaoting beside him and said somewhat embarrassedly in a low voice, "Don't you know how much you love Tingting?"
Wen Xiaoting was eating and said, "Stop being so mushy!"
"But brother, you really hit me hard back then! It really hurt!" Zhang Xiang said, touching his face as if it still hurt.
I laughed, "If I hadn't gone all out, how would I have woken you up?"
"Hey, Xiao Zhang..." Qin Hao suddenly said, "I don't think Junhao is that good at fighting. Are you too weak?"
I looked at Qin Hao, "How about we spar after dinner?"
Qin Hao wasn't going to back down, "Then... let's spar?"
My mom slammed her chopsticks down, glared at her husband, and shouted, "Qin Hao, you try touching my son! I'm not finished with you!"
This made everyone laugh again. I poured myself another glass of wine and said to Wen Xiaoting, "Tingting, I want to thank you. Thank you for your care and help all this time."
Wen Xiaoting picked up her glass, her pretty face slightly flushed, and smiled at me, "Brother, I'll keep our little secret in my heart, and I hope you will too."
The little secret she was referring to was her long-standing crush on me and the fact that she wanted to give herself to me that night. I smiled slightly and said, "Okay."
My mother asked from the side, "Tingting, what secret do you and your brother have? Tell me."
Wen Xiaoting drank her wine and said, "Oh dear! Auntie, I already said it's a secret, how can I tell you? If I tell you, is it still a secret?"
Everyone laughed again. I raised my glass to Wen Xiuxiu and said, "Xiuxiu, when your aunt and I brought you out of our hometown, did you ever complain about us?"
Wen Xiuxiu smiled and said, "Brother, how could we? You gave me the life I have now, and I will always be grateful to you. Besides, I will definitely work hard and get into a good university, so as not to let you down."
"Okay, I wish you all the best in your college entrance exam next year." Wen Xiuxiu and I raised our glasses and drank.
I then toasted my mother, "Mom, please forgive your son for his disrespect in the past."
My mother wiped away her tears and picked up her glass a little embarrassedly, "Silly son, why are you saying these things?"
Finally, it was time to toast Su Fei. I raised my glass to her and said, "Finally, I want to toast my dear wife. Thank you for everything you've done for me, thank you for giving birth to such a lovely daughter and curing my illness..."
As I spoke, I gently touched Chen Nianfei's little face in Sophie's arms. Sophie complained, "Honey, why are you here again? Didn't I tell you...?"
I interrupted her, continuing, "The most important thing is, thank you for coming into my life and accompanying me through it all."
"That's more like it," Sophie smiled sweetly, raising her glass to clink with mine.
This meal was filled with joy and warmth, a feeling that flowed through everyone's hearts. It was the happiest and most joyful New Year's Eve dinner I've ever had.
Looking at my family gathered around the table, all I could say was, thank you, life.
Late into the night, He Xiaoqin and I were still sitting cross-legged on the bed, chatting as if we had endless things to say.
He Xiaoqin told me that she had been doing very well in America all these years, that her father and brother treated her very well, but she still wanted to come back to my side.
She also said that while in America, she had submitted her work to several comic websites in China, and those websites had taken a liking to her work. She was now a contracted artist with two of them. So this time, she wouldn't be going back to America for the time being, but instead would be developing her career here.
Seeing He Xiaoqin's success, I was very happy for her. I asked her if He Jianguo agreed to let her stay in China to develop her career. He Xiaoqin said that although her father was reluctant to let her go, he still supported her. Anyway, she could fly back to reunite with her father and brother often, and they could also come back to China to visit her.
We chatted until 2 a.m. before He Xiaoqin said, "Brother, why don't you go back to
your room? I should return you to my sister, otherwise she'll be jealous." I then left He Xiaoqin's room and returned to my own. The mother and daughter were fast asleep. Su Fei was sleeping in the bed, and Chen Nianfei was sleeping in the children's bed next to her.
I leaned down and gently kissed my daughter, then got into bed and lay down next to Su Fei. She woke up and said sleepily, "I thought you were sleeping in Xiaoqin's room?"
"What's wrong? Are you jealous?" I smiled and reached into her nightgown, grasping one of her breasts.
She smiled slightly, "If I were really jealous of you two siblings, could I handle it all?"
I leaned down and kissed her lips, and we kissed passionately. As I kissed her, I removed her nightgown, burying my head in her chest and taking turns sucking on her nipples. One hand slid down to her panties, immediately touching her labia.
"What are you doing?" Sophie asked shyly.
"What do you think I'm doing?" I smiled at her, my fingertips rubbing her clitoris.
"No! This is someone else's house!" she giggled.
"What do you mean, 'someone else's house'? You bastard..."
"You bastard!" she retorted, glaring at me.
I laughed, "I wasn't swearing, I meant this is your sister's house."
She looked at me playfully, smiling, "I also said it's your sister's house!"
"Yes, yes, she's my sister too..." I laughed, quickly pulling off Sophie's panties.
She giggled, "You're so annoying! Don't let it in..."
but I still went straight for her. I thrust in and out, and she laughed beneath me, "Chen Junhao, you scoundrel, you shameless scoundrel, how dare you rape a prosecutor? Don't you want to live?"
I moved inside her, grinning wickedly, "How about I stop now and cease my criminal activities, okay?"
"You dare?" She playfully hit my shoulder, giggling incessantly…
On the morning of the second day of the Lunar New Year, Su Fei, Wen Xiaoting, Wen Xiuxiu, He Xiaoqin, and I visited Wen Hong at the women's prison, bringing her a thermos of dumplings. Wen Hong was very happy to see that He Xiaoqin could actually walk again.
In the afternoon, Su Fei and I accompanied He Xiaoqin to Ji Yalei's grave to pay our respects. Ji Yalei had treated He Xiaoqin like her own sister, and recalling the past, the little girl naturally cried sadly.
On the sixth day, we left Wen Hong's villa in the suburbs and went home.
Since getting back together with Zhang Xiang, Wen Xiaoting had been living in a house that Wen Hong had previously transferred to her name. In the years before Wen Hong was arrested, she transferred over 20 million yuan in assets to her daughters, ensuring that her cousins, Wen Xiaoting and Wen Xiuxiu, would live comfortably.
My mother and Qin Hao, along with Chen Ailei, lived in the apartment Su Fei had bought when she first started working. They planned to move to Guangzhou and had even bought another apartment for that purpose, which was still being renovated. Su Fei, Chen Nianfei, He Xiaoqin, and Wen Xiuxiu, along with I, still lived in my house, the one Ji Yalei had left to Chen Ailei before her death.
On the afternoon of the first weekend after the Spring Festival holiday, Su Fei, carrying Chen Nianfei, arrived at the door of an apartment and rang the doorbell.
After a while, the door opened, and a woman in her early twenties stood inside. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she had a fit figure and tanned skin. She smiled and said, "You must be Feifei?"
Su Fei smiled and said, "Yes! You're Jessica?"
"Yes, that's me." The woman named Jessica looked at Chen Nianfei in Su Fei's arms. "What an adorable little girl, can I hold her?"
"Of course." Su Fei smiled and placed Chen Nianfei in Jessica's arms.
"Come in, godmother is waiting for you." Jessica said as she carried Chen Nianfei inside.
In the center of the living room, a middle-aged woman and a little boy of about two years old were playing with building blocks on a foam mat.
"Mom!" Su Fei called out excitedly.
Suo Wanling immediately stood up and hugged her daughter.

Ninety-five.
"Baby, Mommy missed you so much! Let Mommy see you..." Suo Wanling gently stroked her daughter's face, her eyes filled with tears.
She would be forty-seven years old this year, but she was still graceful and charming; time seemed to have stood still for her.
“Mom, I missed you too…” Sophie said, tears streaming down her face. The mother and daughter hadn’t seen each other for over three years; Su Wanling had been living in Austria all this time.
The house they were currently in was one of the properties Su Wanling received in her divorce settlement with her ex-husband, Su Jueming, and it was usually unoccupied.
This time, Su Wanling had returned to China to visit relatives, first spending the Spring Festival with her elderly mother in her hometown in Jiangxi, and then returning to Guangzhou to reunite with her daughter and son. The woman named Jessica was a Chinese resident of Austria. Su Wanling and Jessica had become very close after meeting three years ago, becoming goddaughter and godmother. Jessica was visiting with her godmother this time.
“My daughter is a mother now, and she’s still so beautiful,” Su Wanling said, tears welling in her eyes.
Sophie wiped away her mother’s tears and smiled, “Mom, you’re beautiful too! You haven’t changed at all.”
Jessica hugged Chen Nianfei beside her, smiling as she watched the long-separated mother and daughter reunite. Suo Wanling looked at Chen Nianfei and smiled lovingly, "Is this my little granddaughter? Come here, let Grandma hold her."
Jessica came over and handed Chen Nianfei to Suo Wanling. Suo Wanling kissed her granddaughter's little face twice, completely smitten. "So cute, so pretty..."
she said to her daughter, "Feifei, she looks just like you! She looks exactly like you when you were little, Grandma loves her to death."
She kissed her granddaughter again before sitting down on the sofa with her granddaughter and daughter. Su Fei asked, "Mom, how long are you planning to stay this time?"
Suo Wanling said while playing with her granddaughter, "Jessica and I are planning to go back to Austria the day after tomorrow."
"Oh? You're leaving already? It's rare for you to come back..." Su Fei said reluctantly.
“I spent a few days with your grandmother in Ganzhou during the Spring Festival. Today I’m meeting up with you and your brother, and tomorrow we’ll go sweep Aunt Huimin’s grave, that should be about it…”
The mother and daughter both became somber at the mention of An Huimin, who had died for her lover.
Then Suo Wanling smiled and said, “The reason we hadn’t returned to China before was because your brother was too young for long-distance flights. Now that he’s older, he can come back more often. Besides, you can come to Austria to see me! Do we, mother and daughter, have to worry about not seeing each other enough?”
As they spoke, they both looked at the little boy sitting on the mat playing with building blocks. Suo Wanling said to him, “Mo Hui, come, meet your older sister.”
The little boy came over, and Su Fei, who was more than twenty years younger than her, hugged her brother, who was on her lap, and kissed him. Suo Wanling said to her youngest son, "Mo Hui, this is your older sister. Call her 'sister.' You also have an older brother! He'll be here soon."
Mo Hui called out "sister," and Su Fei kissed her little brother again, laughing, "He's so small! I never imagined I had such a small brother."
Suo Wanling said shyly, "Feifei, do you feel a little embarrassed for your mother having a child at her age?"
Su Fei tugged at her mother's sleeve and laughed, "Mom, no, I was just remarking. By the way, Mom, what did you call your brother just now?"
"Mo Hui! That's your brother's name," Suo Wanling said with a smile.
Su Fei asked which two characters it was. Su Wanling told her, and Su Fei immediately laughed, "Mom, why did you name my little brother like that?"
Su Wanling smiled, "Back then, as an older mother, pregnancy and childbirth were quite difficult, and I even regretted becoming a mother at such an advanced age. After giving birth to him, I felt it was all worth it, so I named him that, to show that I don't regret giving birth to this child, and I won't regret it in the future."
"Mom, thank you for everything." Su Fei looked at her mother with emotion.
"It's nothing, it's all in the past." Su Wanling smiled faintly.
"How old is Mo Hui, two years and a few months old?" Su Fei asked.
“He was born in December of my second year in Austria, so he’s two years and two months old now.”
“Oh, he’s one year and nine months older than our Nianfei… By the way, why didn’t his father come back with you?”
“They don’t celebrate Chinese New Year in Austria, and he has work there and couldn’t leave.”
Sophie smiled at her daughter, who was nestled in Suo Wanling’s arms, and said, “Nian Nian, this is your little uncle!”
She took her baby’s hand and said, “Come on, hold hands with your little niece.”
Suo Wanling also took her granddaughter’s hand and held it with her son’s. The mother and daughter smiled at each other.
At this moment, Jessica said from the side, “What a heartwarming scene. Shall I take a picture of you?”
So the mother and daughter held each other’s children and smiled charmingly at the phone in Jessica’s hand.
As Jessica took the picture, she said, “Grandma holding her granddaughter, and the older sister holding her younger brother, so lovely! Yes, just like that…”
After taking two pictures, she fiddled with her phone and said to Suo Wanling, “Godmother, I’ve sent it to your phone. I’m going to make dinner now.”
“Okay, thank you for your hard work, Jessica,” Suo Wanling said with a smile.
After Jessica left, Sophie asked, "This Jessica is quite nice, Mom. How did you two meet?"
"My husband has a house by Lake Hallstatt. Jessica rented there for a while, and after we got to know each other, she considered me her godmother. She's a very nice girl."
"And her parents?"
"Jessica is an orphan. She was adopted by an elderly Austrian couple in China when she was little and then brought to Austria. Her adoptive mother passed away many years ago. She practically grew up in Austria."
"No wonder her Chinese sounded so broken earlier, I see."
At that moment, Jessica came into the living room and spoke to Su Wanling in German, and Su Wanling responded in German. After a few words, Jessica went back into the kitchen.
Sophie asked, "Mom, were you speaking German?"
"Yes! Jessica just asked me if Xiaoqiang was coming, and how many steaks she'd make. She's planning a big Western meal tonight because she's been eating Chinese food all the time back home, and Jessica isn't used to it."
"Mom, you can speak German now?" Sophie asked excitedly.
"I can speak some, but not very fluently. Jessica is a great German teacher," Su Wanling said with a smile.
The doorbell rang. Sophie put her brother down and stood up, saying, "It must be Xiaoqiang. I'll go open the door."
She opened the door and saw a tall, handsome young man standing outside—her brother, Su Xiaoqiang.
"Sis, long time no see! You've gotten even more beautiful!" The twenty-four-year-old Su Xiaoqiang hugged his sister warmly.
Since their parents' divorce, the siblings hadn't seen each other often, so this reunion was especially affectionate.
"You little rascal, didn't you bring your girlfriend?" Sophie asked, her arms around her brother's waist.
"Which one are you asking about? I've had plenty of girlfriends," Su Xiaoqiang said with a grin. He had just broken up with yet another girlfriend and was currently single.
Su Fei raised her face, pretending to think. "Hmm, let me count the girlfriends you've had over the years... Jinjin, Daodao, Lanlan..."
"What? It's Jingjing, Taotao, Lanlan, okay? Sis, are you doing this on purpose?"
"Okay! I'm not talking to you anymore. Mom's inside, let's go in."
Su Fei giggled, still holding her brother's waist. Su Xiaoqiang also put his arm around his sister's shoulder, and the two siblings went to the living room affectionately.
Su Wanling was extremely excited to see her eldest son. She put her granddaughter on the sofa and then came over and slapped Su Xiaoqiang's arm several times. "You little rascal, I've missed your old lady so much!"
After slapping him, she hugged and kissed her son before letting go. Su Xiaoqiang laughed, "Mom, you haven't changed much! Still as beautiful as ever."
Su Fei pouted and chuckled, "You little rascal, I've noticed your skills at charming women are getting better and better. You're practicing on your mom and sister!"
"What are you saying?" Su Wanling laughed and playfully slapped her daughter, then grabbed her eldest son's hands and said, "Let Mom take a good look at you."
Su Xiaoqiang saw the little boy Mo Hui standing beside him, staring intently at him, and asked, "Whose little brat is this? Why are you staring at me like that?"
He made a face at Mo Hui, which startled the little guy into tears.
"What are you doing?" Su Fei slapped her younger brother and picked him up.
"Xiaoqiang, this is... Mom gave birth to him in Austria." Su Wanling was rather embarrassed.
Su Xiaoqiang hugged his mother and laughed, "I know, Mom, I was just playing with him!"
Su Fei came over and handed the little brother to the older brother, "Let your brother hold him."
Su Xiaoqiang sighed, holding his brother, "Sigh! I never thought I had such a small younger brother. If I took him out, people would definitely think he was my son."
"What are you saying?" Su Fei pinched her brother's arm and glanced at her mother, whose pretty face was slightly red. "You can't expect anything good from a dog's mouth."
Then she picked up her daughter and handed her to Su Xiaoqiang, "Come on, hold your little niece too, I'll take a picture of the three of you."
Su Xiaoqiang had no choice but to hold his younger brother and niece in each arm while his sister took photos. After that, he called Jessica over to take a group photo of the five of them, three generations. Jessica laughed as she took the photos, saying, "Your whole family is so good-looking."
After Jessica finished taking the photos, Su Fei invited her to join in for a selfie with a selfie stick.
After dinner, they chatted for a while, then Su Xiaoqiang had to leave. The mother and daughter took the two children for a walk in the neighborhood.
"Mom, are you planning to never see Junhao again?" Su Fei suddenly asked.
Hearing her daughter's words, Su Wanling was stunned, her heart pounding.

96.
Seeing her mother remain silent, Sophie said again, "Mom, he is, after all, Nian Nian's father. The past is the past. Do you want Junhao to forever remain a topic we must avoid or a taboo subject between us?"
Suo Wanling smiled calmly, "Seeing you and Junhao doing so well makes me especially happy for you. I also have a husband and my own family now. From now on, you two will be husband and wife, and we will be mother and daughter. Isn't that better?"
After a long silence, Sophie asked, "Mom, do you... still love Junhao?"
Suo Wanling's heart fluttered again, and she smiled, "Some things, once they're over, can't be undone. I'm doing very well now and I'm content. Why should I dwell on the past? Alright! Honey, I'm leaving the day after tomorrow. Let's talk about something else."
The mother and daughter then ended the conversation. In the underground parking garage of the residential complex, after securing Chen Nianfei to the child safety seat in the back, Su Fei said to her mother, "Mom, shall I take you to the airport the night after tomorrow?"
Suo Wanling, holding Mo Hui's hand, smiled and said, "No need, it's easy to call a car. You still have to take care of Nianfei! Why bother making the trip? It'll just take up too much time."
Su Fei didn't insist anymore, squatted down, hugged her younger brother, kissed him, and stroked his face, smiling, "Mo Hui, your sister is leaving!"
Suo Wanling shook her son's hand, "Say goodbye to your sister."
Mo Hui said in a soft voice, and Su Fei smiled and kissed him again, "So good!"
Then she stood up and called out to her mother reluctantly, "Mom..."
The mother and daughter hugged each other, tears streaming down their faces. Suo Wanling murmured in her daughter's ear, "Live well with Junhao, and take good care of Nianfei..."
"Yes, Mom, you take good care of yourself too..." Su Fei hugged her mother and choked up.
Su Wanling cupped her daughter's face in her hands, tenderly wiping away her tears, and smiled, "Silly girl, we're not going to never see each other again, don't make it seem like a life-or-death separation."
"Mom, what are you saying?" Su Fei smiled through her tears.
The mother and daughter said their reluctant farewells. Su Fei got into the car and drove away, watched by her mother and younger brother.
Back home, Jessica asked, "Sister Fei Fei is gone?"
"Yes..." Su Wanling said, frowning, seemingly absent-minded.
Seeing this, Jessica said, "Are you really not planning to meet that person this time you're back?"
Suo Wanling gently shook her head. Jessica continued, "Godmother, why are you doing this? Although it's absurd that a mother and daughter both loved the same man, love is innocent and blameless. You two were in love after all, and I think you should still meet him. As for whether to tell him..."
"Jessica..." Suo Wanling interrupted her goddaughter, saying firmly, "Don't say anything more. I will absolutely not meet Junhao."
Two days later, I received a call from Suo Wanling. "Junhao, are you... alright?"
Her voice was still so gentle and beautiful. More than three years had passed, and this was the first time I had heard her voice, as if in a dream.
"Sister Ling..." I murmured.
Although I had learned from Sophie that she had returned to the country with her youngest son from her new husband and had even met up with another set of children, I hadn't expected her to contact me first.
Suo Wanling asked to meet me this afternoon, as she was leaving for Austria that evening.
How could I refuse such a request? Besides, I had been missing her constantly, even dreaming of her more than once. I thought, let's just meet. Perhaps we'll truly be separated forever, never to see each other again?
Arriving at the restaurant, I saw Suo Wanling waving at me from afar, with a little boy sitting beside her. My heart warmed, and I walked towards the mother and son.
"Junhao, you're here?" Suo Wanling smiled at me, as if we weren't long-lost friends, but just having a casual get-together.
She was in her forties, still beautiful and elegant, just as I had been when I first met her.
"Junhao, sit down!" Suo Wanling's voice reached my ears, and I snapped out of my reverie, forcing back the tears welling in my eyes, and sat down.
Looking at the little boy staring at me, I asked, "Your son?"
"Yes!" Suo Wanling smiled, pouring me tea and saying to her son, "Sweetie, call him Uncle."
Mo Hui did. I gently stroked his little face and asked, "How old is he?"
"Hmm..." Suo Wanling recalled, "I got pregnant with him in February of the second year after I went to Austria, and gave birth to him in December of that year. He's exactly two years and two months old now."
"But he looks completely Chinese..." I decided to joke with her.
"What do you mean?" Suo Wanling smiled at me.
I looked at her and laughed, "I originally thought he would be mixed race."
She chuckled, "You're so annoying! Junhao, did you think I married a foreigner?"
The atmosphere between us suddenly became lively and warm, just like more than three years ago. Her every smile and gesture was still so captivating, making me a little mesmerized.
"No way! How could I possibly marry a foreign man covered in hair and with a full beard?"
Suo Wanling chuckled, then noticed my gaze fixed on her. Her face flushed slightly, and she lowered her eyes, whispering, "Junhao, why are you staring at me like that?"
I smiled slightly. "Sister, you haven't changed at all."
She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled. "Nonsense! How haven't I changed? I've gotten older..."
She looked at me again. "But you, you're still so handsome, and even more mature than before. Being a father makes a difference."
As the dishes were served, we began to eat. Suo Wanling said, "Junhao, these are all your favorite dishes. Try them and see how they taste."
Indeed, these were all dishes I liked; she often cooked them for me when we were together.
A pang of sadness welled up inside me. I looked up at her. "It's fine, just not as good as yours..."
Her face flushed slightly, and she laughed, "Don't talk nonsense. How could my cooking compare to a chef from a fancy restaurant?"
"By the way..." I patted Mo Hui's head and asked, "What's his name?"
"Mo Hui."
I found the name rather strange and asked, "Which two characters?"
Suo Wanling explained, then, under my puzzled gaze, that when she conceived and gave birth to this child, as an older mother, it was incredibly difficult, and she had even regretted having the child at one point. But after the baby was born, she felt it was all worthwhile, so she named it that child, telling herself she didn't regret doing it and wouldn't regret it in the future.
Listening to her words, I felt a mix of emotions. It seemed she loved her current husband very much, having given birth to his child without complaint. I really didn't know whether to be happy for her or feel disappointed for myself.
We ate and chatted, and Suo Wanling said that her husband couldn't accompany her back to China this time because he was busy with work; she came back with one of her goddaughters.
She then asked me about my situation over the years. Seeing that she had already told me so much, I decided not to hold back and told her a lot, including how my ex-wife died, how I found Su Fei's biological mother, how Su Fei's biological mother went to prison, and my fear that I wouldn't be able to take care of Xiao Qin in the future and return her to her father, and so on. I told Suo Wanling everything.
Tears streamed down her face as she listened, wiping them away incessantly. "Junhao, you've had such a tough time all these years, so much suffering..."
"Sister..." I smiled at her, "Will you blame me for finding Feifei's biological mother?"
Suo Wanling already knew about the mother and daughter's reunion, and she smiled through her tears. "How could I? I should thank you for reuniting a mother and daughter who had been separated for so many years."
As we were talking, Xiao Mo became restless, and Suo Wanling apologized to me, "He's getting sleepy, I'll take him home first. Junhao, we'll see each other again sometime, right?"
I really didn't want to part with her like this, so I said, "How about I take you home?"
"No need, it's easy to take a taxi..."
"Sister, let me take you home." I stared at her firmly.
In the underground parking garage of the apartment complex where Suo Wanling lived, she got out of the back seat carrying her sleeping son and said to me, "Junhao, help me with my bag."
I carried her bag and followed her towards the elevator, saying, "Let me carry it!"
"Okay." Suo Wanling smiled slightly and handed me Xiao Mo Hui from her arms.
In that instant of handing over, the back of my hand accidentally touched her high, firm breasts, which still felt so elastic. Her face flushed slightly, but she took the bag from my hand as if nothing had happened.
After entering the apartment, Suo Wanling called out to her goddaughter, "Jessica, Jessica..."
but there was no answer. Suo Wanling sighed, "Where did that girl go?"
I saw a piece of paper on the table with foreign writing on it, probably German.
"Sister..." I nodded towards the table while holding the sleeping Xiao Mo Hui.
Suo Wanling picked up the paper, glanced at it, and laughed, "This girl went to the spa. Never mind her, let's go inside."

Ninety-seven.
I gently placed Xiao Mohui on the bed in the master bedroom. Suo Wanling pulled the blanket up for him, and we sat on the edge of the bed, silently watching him.
Looking at the little boy's sleeping face, a wave of tenderness suddenly welled up in my heart. Ever since I saw him today, I've felt an overwhelming sense of closeness to him. I don't understand why. Is it simply because he's the son of the woman I love?
"Junhao, look..." Suo Wanling gently stroked her son's face, "He looks so much like you, his eyebrows, his nose, even his lips, they all look like yours..."
I was initially confused, then startled, and asked, "Sister, what are you saying?"
She continued looking at her son and said calmly, "Junhao, actually, he's your son."
This seemingly casual statement, when it reached my ears, was like a thunderclap.
"Sister, you... what did you say? He, he, is my son?" I was stunned, speechless.
Suo Wanling turned her gaze from her son to me and smiled, "Yes, Mo Hui is your son."
"This...this...how is this possible?" I was utterly incredulous, finding it hard to believe she was telling the truth.
"Why not?" she said calmly, looking at me. "Junhao, have you forgotten? The last time I saw you was in your studio..."
How could I forget? That day she suddenly came to see me, and we made love several times, each time I ejaculated deep inside her. Afterwards, she left without saying goodbye while I was asleep, leaving me only a farewell letter. It wasn't until more than three years later that we met again.
"But...but you...didn't you only conceive Mo Hui in your second year in Austria?" I said in surprise.
She smiled slightly, then looked at her son on the bed. "That was all a lie. Mo Hui is actually two years and five months old, not two years and two months. His actual age is three months older than I told you."
Suo Wanling sighed softly and said, "Back then, I wanted to stay far away from you and Fei Fei to avoid awkwardness between the three of us and to prevent Fei Fei from being sad, so I decided to immigrate abroad, as far away from you two as possible..."
She wiped away the tears that welled up in her eyes. "After that day, I quickly went to Austria. But I never expected that I would get pregnant, carrying your child. My feelings at the time were really complicated. On the one hand, I was so happy to be pregnant with your child, but on the other hand, I felt sorry for Fei Fei. Moreover, I was a single woman, and at such an old age, how could I have a child?"
Listening to her story, I silently sat down beside her and put my arm around her shoulder.
"I once thought about aborting this child. But I couldn't bear to, Junhao..."
She suddenly burst into tears, looking at me with tears streaming down her face, "Because he is your child, how could I kill your child? I feel that perhaps this is God's arrangement, that I am pregnant with the child of the man I deeply love, and that I will give birth to this child for the man I love..."
"Junhao, I love you, I have always loved you, and that has never changed. So I decided to have this child for you, no matter how difficult it is, I will give birth to this child and raise him to adulthood. In the future, watching him grow up day by day will be like seeing you by my side. Having him is the same as having you..."
She choked up as she spoke, sobbing uncontrollably in my arms. I silently held her, tears streaming down my face as well. I never imagined that she loved me so much, that she would give up all titles and honors to bear and raise my child alone.
At this moment, I felt that the woman crying in my arms was the most precious treasure in the world to me, without exception, yet I couldn't cherish her. Thinking of this, my heart ached unbearably.
After Su Wanling stopped crying, I asked, "Then... does your husband know about this?"
She wiped away her tears and nodded, "He knows. I met him while I was pregnant. He's a little older than me, has no children, and fell in love with me at first sight. He's willing to be Mo Hui's father."
I wiped away her tears, gazed at her affectionately, and said softly, "So, you named him Mo Hui not just because you're an older mother, but because..."
She interrupted me, continuing, "It's because I don't regret meeting you, I don't regret being with you, I don't regret falling in love with the same man as my daughter, and I don't regret carrying your child and giving birth to your child..."
She looked at me, her eyes overflowing with tenderness and affection, tears streaming down her face, "and I don't regret anything that happened between us."
At that moment, my heart melted completely. We gazed at each other, I wiped away her tears, and slowly kissed her lips.
She closed her eyes, parted her lips slightly, and welcomed my kiss until I kissed her back. We kissed passionately, and in between, I asked, "Why did you only tell me now?"
She said tearfully, "I didn't want to disturb you, and I didn't want to disturb your life with Feifei. Besides, I have my own family. Today, I only wanted you and your son to meet, not for you to recognize each other. But just now, I couldn't hold back anymore. I couldn't bear to see you with our son without telling you the truth."
She cried again,
and I said, "You should have told me..." Then I kissed her passionately again, the kiss growing more intense, and we fell onto the bed...
We made love beside our son, our love passionate and tender. She wrapped her arms around my neck, moaning and sobbing, "Do you know? Junhao, it was so hard when I was pregnant and giving birth alone! I wanted you to be by my side then, by our side, even if you didn't do anything, just holding my hand would have been such a comfort!"
I couldn't speak, I could only thrust deep into her. I felt like such a bastard. The woman I loved was pregnant with my child, giving birth to it, suffering alone in a faraway foreign land, and I was completely oblivious. I wanted to slap myself.
"Junhao, I love you, I love you so much! I'd do anything for you..." she said, her voice trembling with passion as she looked at me.
"I love you too, sister," I said, kissing her lips again, sucking and biting them passionately, my lower body moving even faster...
After the passion subsided, I buried my face in Suo Wanling's arms and cried, for her devotion, her hardships, her fearlessness, and for my own foolishness. She held me and comforted me for a while until I calmed down, then went into the bathroom in the bedroom.
I nestled beside my son, silently gazing at him, gently stroking his face, my heart overflowing with tenderness.
I hadn't noticed before, but now that I knew he was my son, looking at him so closely, I realized he really did look like me, almost a carbon copy of my childhood photos.
"How is it? Doesn't it look like you?" Suo Wanling came out of the bathroom and nestled behind me, her still full and firm breasts pressed against my back.
"Yes!" I smiled, turned to look at her, and kissed her on the lips before looking at my son.
At that moment, I was torn, unsure whether to thank God for giving me a son or to blame God for bringing this child into the world only to leave me unable to care for him.
But no matter what, he was my son, his blood flowed in his veins, how could I not love him?
I lowered my head and kissed his little face, about to pull him into my arms, when Suo Wanling stopped me. "Hey! Don't touch him, what if he wakes up and starts crying endlessly?"
I had no choice but to give up. Then I heard Suo Wanling say, "I've filled the tub, want to take a bath with me?"
So we went into the bathroom and soaked in the bathtub together. I gripped her hand urgently, saying, "Sister, stay. Let me take care of you, take care of you and your child."
A hint of relief flickered in her eyes as she looked at me, gently stroking my face. "No, you can't, I can't let you do this."
"Why?"
She pulled her hand away, her gaze turning away with sorrow. "If I let you do this, what will happen to Feifei and Niannian? You're their husband and father! I can't do anything to betray them, I can't let you hurt them."
"This has nothing to do with them."
Suo Wanling paused, looking at me. "Junhao, are you trying to keep us as mistresses? No, that would hurt them too, I won't allow it, absolutely not..."
She stared at me, pausing. "Besides, my husband is still waiting for me in Austria, waiting for us. He's been so good to me and Mo Hui, how could I betray him?"

Ninety-eight,
I lowered my head helplessly, then looked up after a long while, tears streaming down my face. "But isn't this too cruel to me?"
I pointed to my heart, a pained expression on my face. "You're letting me know I have..." "After having a son, you're taking him away from me. After letting me know you gave birth to my child alone, you're leaving me again, so I'll never see you and our child again. Don't you think this is cruel and unfair to me?"
Suo Wanling burst into tears, cupping my face and saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, baby, but I have no choice. What do you want me to do? Share the same man with my daughter again? Fight with my granddaughter for her father? I can't do it, I really can't!"
We hugged each other and cried, kissing as we cried. Suo Wanling grasped my newly erect penis, straddled it, and began to thrust in and out of her.
She hugged my neck and cried, "Promise me, baby, live a good life with Feifei, raise Niannian well. Don't worry about Mo Hui, I'm here! As long as you three are okay, my son and I will be fine. Promise me, okay? You must promise me..."
I lowered my head, nodding between tears, overwhelmed with sorrow. She cried again, "From now on, I'll send you Mo Hui's photos often, so you can see what he's like at every stage of his life, so you can know how your son is growing up. If possible, I'll bring him back to see you. You won't never see your son again, nor will you never see me again. It's just that we can't be together like before..."
She wiped away my tears and instructed, "You absolutely can't let Fei Fei know about this, and you can't let anyone else know, understand?"
I nodded again, tears streaming down my face, unable to say a word, my mind in turmoil. I could only carry her out of the bathtub, still inside her, and place her on the sink, thrusting rapidly.
Suo Wanling's melodious moans filled the bathroom. We made love, cried, and whispered "I love you" to each other, reaching climax together...
After two climaxes, she said, "Baby, put me down."
I withdrew from her and lifted her off the sink. She knelt down in front of me, took my still erect penis into her mouth, and sucked and swallowed until I ejaculated into her mouth.
She swallowed, then cleaned my mouth with the tip of her tongue before standing up. I hugged her and cried again. She comforted me for a while, then said, "Shall we go out? Jessica should be back soon." We had just
gotten dressed and entered the living room when Jessica came in, as if she had just arrived on time.
"Oh! We have guests?" she said with a smile.
Suo Wanling also smiled and said, "Jessica, let me introduce you..."
She introduced Jessica and me, "This is my godbrother Junhao from China, and this is my goddaughter Jessica."
Jessica gracefully extended her right hand to me, "Hello, I'm Jessica."
"Hello." I shook her hand.
"I hope I haven't disturbed you..." She looked at me meaningfully and smiled.
"No, no..." I quickly denied, glancing subconsciously at Suo Wanling.
Jessica then said to Suo Wanling, "Godmother, shouldn't we get ready to go to the airport?"
She then went into her room. I said to Suo Wanling, "I'll take you to the airport."
“No, please don’t…” she said softly but resolutely, glancing at Jessica’s room. “Let’s say goodbye here.”
I said with a bitter face, “But you have to let me see my son one last time, right?”
“Okay.” She pulled me into her bedroom.
Xiao Mo Hui was already awake, sitting on the bed. Suo Wanling smiled at him, “Baby, Uncle is leaving. Say goodbye to Uncle.”
I reluctantly picked my son up from the bed, kissing him again and again, then hugged Suo Wanling tightly beside me, holding the mother and son in my arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
“Remember what I said, wherever we are in the future, as long as you and Fei Fei are well, we will be fine.”
Suo Wanling said through tears. I cried too, kissing her lips, giving her one last passionate kiss, letting our tears flow into each other’s mouths.
Xiao Mo Hui sat in my arms, looking at his mother, then at me…
On the drive home, I drove while tears streamed down my face, wondering if I would ever see that mother and son again? Several times I impulsively turned the car around to go back and find the mother and child, but Su Wanling's words still echoed in my ears, and the images of Su Fei and her daughter floated before my eyes, so I had to give up.
In my pain and helplessness, I pulled over and buried my face in the steering wheel, crying for a long time…
Returning home with a heavy heart, it was quite late. The young nanny greeted me and asked, “Brother Chen, you’re back? Have you eaten?”
“Yes, where are they?” I asked as I changed my shoes in the entryway.
“Sister Su and Niannian are taking a bath inside, and Xiaoqin is drawing in her room.”
Since returning to China, He Xiaoqin has taken on many jobs with comic book companies, and seeing her able to support herself now makes me particularly gratified.
Wen Xiuxiu has been living at school since starting high school, only returning home on weekends. Now that school has started, she’s not home.
As soon as I opened the master bedroom door, I heard Su Fei playing with her daughter coming from the bathroom. Entering the bathroom, I saw the mother and daughter soaking naked in the bathtub. Sophie had her hands under Xiao Nianfei's armpits, half-raising her daughter and laughing at her.
"Oh! Daddy's back! Daddy's been naughty, he's only just come back, we won't play with him anymore," Sophie said, giving me a coquettish look.
I smiled, sat down on the edge of the bathtub, and touched my daughter's wet little face.
"How was it? Did you have fun seeing your friends today?" Sophie asked.
"Pretty good," I replied casually.
"Daddy, give us a kiss, you didn't even kiss us when you came back..." Sophie pouted for her daughter.
I smiled slightly, leaned down and kissed Xiao Nianfei on the lips, then kissed Sophie. Kissing my wife and daughter is different, though. My lips didn't immediately leave; Sophie's tongue slipped inside, and we kissed passionately before separating.
The scene of kissing Suo Wanling goodbye in front of my son, Xiao Mo Hui, flashed through my mind again, breaking my heart.
Sophie handed my daughter to me, saying, "That's enough, you can dry her off."
So I picked up a bath towel, unfolded it, took Chen Nianfei's naked little body into my arms, and began to dry her.
Sophie stepped out of the bathtub completely naked, her alluring body exposed before my eyes, and walked to the showerhead.
Witnessing my wife's beautiful body, I couldn't help but secretly admire her figure. She'd given birth more than five months ago, and her enviable figure had already returned to its former glory. I thought to myself, when my daughter, Nianfei, grows up, will she have such a great figure?
"Mom and Jessica are going back to Austria today, they're probably waiting at the airport right now," Sophie said casually while showering.
I paused, my hand that was drying my daughter momentarily, but quickly resumed drying her little body without saying a word.
"Honey, why are you a little distracted today?" Sophie asked.
I felt a pang of guilt and said, "Really? No, I don't think so?"
After the shower, Sophie changed into her pajamas and leaned against the bed, feeding our daughter milk. I quietly went to the balcony and dialed Suo Wanling's number. She told me she was waiting for her flight.
"Sister, I'll miss you, and I'll miss our son too," I whispered, tears welling up again.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, then Suo Wanling sobbed and choked out, "My son and I will miss you too, no matter where you are. Goodbye."
In the airport waiting hall, Suo Wanling put down her phone, wiping away her tears. Jessica sat beside her, holding little Mo Hui between her legs, looking at Suo Wanling anxiously. "Godmother, why didn't you tell him the truth, tell him everything?"
"No, absolutely not. I will never let him know these things..."
Suo Wanling said resolutely, then sighed, "Many times, loving someone doesn't necessarily mean possessing them, doesn't necessarily mean being with them every day. Maybe it's better for both of us to be watching over each other from afar."
Jessica shook her head and sighed, saying nothing more. Just then, the boarding announcement began. Suo Wanling stood up and said, "Let's go! Boarding time."
The two women, carrying their carry-on luggage, led Chen Mohui towards the boarding gate...
After my daughter fell asleep, Su Fei and I embraced naked, tenderly entwined. Because she was going on a business trip tomorrow, she had to accept my services.
For a moment, looking at the alluring Su Fei beneath me, her moans soft and sweet, my thoughts drifted back to the afternoon. I couldn't help but feel saddened and ashamed for having made love to both mother and daughter in one day.
"Husband, don't stop! Faster, I'm about to come..." Su Fei moaned in my ear.
I had no choice but to muster my energy and intensify my thrusts...
Late at night, Su Fei was asleep. I went to the balcony to smoke, my mind racing.
With a roar from the sky, I looked up and saw a commercial airliner flashing its navigation lights, cutting through the night sky and disappearing into the distance.
I wondered, was this the flight the mother and son had taken? Tears streamed down my face once more...

(To be continued)

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