My Beautiful Headmistress Mom - Chapter 49

The photos were taken together, but they were all unimportant. It wasn't until I flipped to the back that
another person finally appeared in the album.
It was a woman, and if I wasn't mistaken, this should be Uncle Jingming's wife, Liu Huiying,
the still-attractive young woman who had visited my house last time. Her features had changed slightly, but I recognized her immediately
. It was clear that this woman had been a beauty in her youth, though not quite as
stunning as my mother and Aunt Wen, but still quite remarkable.
In the photos, the woman stood intimately with Uncle Jingming, but in several pictures, I noticed a
problem: my father's position. Generally, in photos of a couple with friends, the man stands
next to the husband, and the woman next to the wife, unless the male friend is a very close
friend of the wife, the so-called "male best friend." Strangely, my father wasn't standing next to Uncle Jingming, but
next to Uncle Jingming's wife, Liu Huiying. Logically, as a man and Uncle Jingming's good friend, my father should
have been standing next to Uncle Jingming.
Then I flipped to another page, and a photo caught my eye. My mother was in it.
Of course, although the photos in this album were all together, they weren't necessarily taken at the same time.
The background in this photo was different from the previous ones. My mother and father were standing to one side, while Uncle Jingming and that woman were
standing next to them with their arms around each other's shoulders. What struck me was a small detail:
when my mother and father stood intimately together, the woman next to them glanced at my mother, a glint of something sharp
in her eyes. It wasn't noticeable unless you looked very closely; the photo was old, even a bit yellowed, and
I couldn't see much, but I could sense that this woman seemed to be someone special.
I had a feeling she might have some ulterior motive towards my father. It reminded me of
the second female lead in some melodramatic Chinese TV dramas—the actions and expressions were exactly the same. Gradually, I felt like I was getting closer to the truth.
I continued flipping through the album until the very last page, where I saw a simple
photo of only my father and that woman. The woman's hand was wrapped around the father's waist; they were very close, and her hand
wasn't very noticeable behind her back. If it weren't for my unforgettable memory of this photo, I might have overlooked it altogether.
The moment I saw this photo, a memory from the past flashed through my mind. It was when I was very young
, so long ago that I've forgotten how old I was. My mother was just an ordinary teacher then.
One day, my mother went to class, and my father was about to leave. Seeing this, I insisted on going with him to buy toys.
I was still young, and my father didn't feel comfortable leaving me home alone, so he took me out.
However, that day, my father was supposed to take me to the mall, but unexpectedly, we met a woman on the street—
Liu Huiying, who was still very young at the time. My memory is fragmented and blurry; I vaguely remember that Liu Huiying was already
married to Uncle Jingming. After they met, my father explained that he had come to buy me a toy.
I remember the woman suddenly looking at me; I'll never forget that look in her eyes—it held a sharp, piercing gaze.
Children may not be very perceptive, but their intuition is incredibly sharp. That woman's gaze almost
made me cry. Fortunately, she knew how to hide it; in just a moment, she looked away, smiling, and
followed my father.
My oblivious father, of course, didn't notice anything amiss. He took me to the mall. Several times I was so scared
I wanted my father to take me home, but the woman's glare silenced me. To outsiders, we seemed like a very happy
family of three, but only I knew that the woman's gaze was filled with resentment. Unfortunately,
as a child, my thinking wasn't that complex; I instinctively sensed that the woman was terrifying.
After leaving the mall, Dad took me to an amusement park. A photographer from a parade happened
to pass by and offered to take a picture of the three of us. Dad was about to explain that we weren't a family, but the woman beat him
to it and agreed. Seeing this, Dad, who usually lacked assertiveness, didn't say anything; it was just a
picture anyway. While the photographer was preparing, the woman quietly pulled me aside and gave me money to
buy cotton candy. I refused because I felt she had ill intentions. She then gave me a fierce look
, her pupils radiating a sharp light that seemed to pierce my small body. I was really scared, but
I didn't dare tell Dad, because this woman had warned me before that if I dared to pester him to take me home again,
she would make me suffer.
How could a tiny child like me dare disobey that woman? I could only run to the cotton candy nearby.
Part of the reason I didn't complain was that, as a child, nothing was more tempting than a cotton candy than a picture
. Seeing that I had hidden to the side, my father was about to call me when the photographer had already pressed the shutter
. Concentrating on keeping an eye on me so I wouldn't get lost, my father didn't even notice the woman's hand was on his back,
their actions extremely intimate. And so, a photo of my father and that woman was born under these circumstances
. This is why I remember this photo so vividly—because I witnessed its
creation.
But I remember that the woman took the photo; how did it end up in this album? And since it
's in the album, my mother must have seen it too. With her keen observation skills, even the most
sophisticated cheating methods in school exams wouldn't escape her notice; she couldn't possibly have missed something amiss. But over the years ,
I don't recall ever hearing my mother argue with my father about this. That shouldn't be the case. Didn't my mother notice?
Regardless of whether my mother noticed or not, looking at the woman's smile in this photo, I don't know why, but I
always feel that this photo isn't as simple as it seems; it's as if I've missed something. Although
I remember the story behind this photo, I still feel uneasy, as if something is missing.
Suddenly, another memory flashes into my mind—it happened
long after my father and that woman took the photo. One day, I was playing at home and accidentally saw the photo album. Overcome with a playful impulse, I...
I took out the photos one by one. You ask what's so fun about that? How should I know? I just find them interesting
. Until that photo of my father and the woman…
Suddenly I snapped out of my reverie, quickly pulled that photo from the album, flipped it over, and
sure enough, there was a message tucked inside. It read: "Brother Yu, I'm sorry. I know we're both married and have our
own families, but I just can't help myself. I love you, but I can't go against my parents' wishes. I
had to marry Jingming, but my heart belongs to you. I sleep next to Ah Ming every day, and I so desperately
want to wake up to your face. I'm going crazy, you know? Almost every night,
all I think about is you. Ah Ming is very good to me, but the better he is, the more guilty I feel. I even
fantasize that you're the one riding on top of me when we make love." I know this is unfair to A-Ming, but I just
can't suppress my feelings for you. To be honest, Jia-Shi (Uncle Jing-Ming's son) isn't A-
Ming's child. Do you remember that night by the river? Since then, I've been pregnant with your child. However,
my parents had already decided to marry me off to A-Ming and had accepted his family's betrothal gifts. I had no choice; to
hide our child, I had to marry A-Ming. You must know that my love for you has never changed.
If you're willing, I can give up everything to be with you. Please give me an answer, okay? I'll
wait for you under the willow tree where we met, hoping you'll come…
—Your loving Hui-Ying.
My mouth gaped open, unable to close for a long time. I truly didn't know how to express
the shock I felt. If I hadn't read this passage three times, rubbed my eyes repeatedly, and
pinched my thigh until it hurt, I would have doubted whether I was dreaming, whether everything I saw was fake, and whether I was
just dreaming.
What a joke! Dad actually had an affair with Uncle Jingming's wife, and even Uncle Jingming's only son
is Dad's child! How can I possibly process such a massive amount of information all at once?
My honest, simple-minded dad really cheated on Mom?
No, that doesn't make sense. I quickly calmed down. I remember Uncle Jingming's son is a few
years older, which means Dad's relationship with Uncle Jingming's wife must have started before he met Mom.
That makes sense. I made a bold guess: Dad and Aunt Huiying were once a couple,
but Aunt Huiying's parents disapproved, so she married Uncle Jingming. However, Aunt Huiying
still had feelings for Dad and wanted to get back together with him. But it seems Dad never saw
the words on the back of this photo; otherwise, why would he have put it in the album so casually? So, this means that long before Uncle Jingming
married Aunt Huiying, Dad and Aunt Huiying knew each other, and even had a passionate affair
. She became pregnant with Dad's child and married Uncle Jingming, though Uncle Jingming was unaware of this.
To make a bold guess, if Dad hadn't seen the back of this photo, he wouldn't have known
that the child Aunt Huiying and Uncle Jingming had was his, and therefore wouldn't have gotten
together with her as she wished. Unable to get a response from Dad, Aunt Huiying completely lost hope in him and never spoke to him again
. But why did Dad act like a stranger to Aunt Huiying when they visited last time? Was
it to avoid Uncle Jingming? But if there was nothing between them, why would they be afraid of Uncle Jingming finding out?
Perhaps Dad didn't want to damage his brotherly relationship with Uncle Jingming; after all, Dad had slept with someone else's wife, and even
the best of friends would find that hard to tolerate.
But I always feel that this matter isn't that simple.
I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. I thought this would unlock the treasure chest of truth, but it turned out to be just the beginning
. However, at least I found the first key. The rest would be much easier. I never imagined
my father had such a past. If my mother knew about him and that woman, given her
intolerant nature, she'd probably chop him into potato chips.
Anyway, the rift has already formed, and the only way to salvage it is to turn back time. I don't know
what to do now—continue investigating or pretend I don't know? The fate of this family rests
in my hands. The truth will eventually come out; I can only try to keep it a secret for as long as possible.
I closed the photo album, putting it back on the bottom, trying to hide it from my mother
. For some reason, my intelligence seems to be on another level today; I'm practically
possessed by the spirit of Sherlock Holmes, a relative of Formosa Plastics, with inspiration flowing one after another. I suddenly remembered something:
this photo seemed to be from many years ago. Although I didn't know what happened in between, since Dad didn't
keep the appointment, it should have been considered closed. Why is Liu Huiying showing up again now? And
where has Dad been all these days, and what has he been doing?
The numerous questions make me feel like I'm back to square one. Even if I unravel the past
entanglement between Liu Huiying and Dad, I still don't know why Dad disappeared. Besides, that paternity test report—if it really
was to prove that Uncle Jingming's son's real father was Dad, then the name on the report should be Uncle Jingming
's son. Why is it Liu Huiying? Things are becoming increasingly confusing.
Now, the only way to find out everything is to find Dad.
Before I knew it, it was past six o'clock. Mom would be back soon. If I went out now and
she didn't see me, I'd be in big trouble. I had no choice but to suppress the thought of looking for Dad and
wait until tomorrow. Thankfully, I only have half a day of classes tomorrow. There's a mental health seminar and activity at school in the afternoon
, and it'll probably be packed. The teachers won't be able to keep up with the discipline, so I don't think
anyone will notice if I sneak out. Besides, the activity will last until school ends, which is the perfect opportunity to skip class. Even though
if I get caught, I'll face more than just a terrible fate—I'll be torn apart and whipped—
I'm willing to risk it all to prevent my happy family from falling apart and to avoid upsetting my beloved mother.
When Mom came home from work that evening, she saw a table full of fragrant dishes. She assumed it was her husband and was immediately
filled with anger, ready to turn the place into a battlefield. But then I suddenly came out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup
. Seeing Mom standing in the entryway, lost in thought, I called out, "Mom, the food's just ready. Come and eat!"
"You made all this?"
I nodded and placed the soup on the table. Mom came over and saw the table full of food. She didn't know how to
describe her feelings at that moment. She hadn't expected me to be so cold and distant, yet I hadn't held a grudge and
had prepared the meal for her. Although she knew I was doing this to please her, some men
hadn't even shown up when she was sick. Thinking about how she had been sulking because of Wen Wanting, she felt guilty,
and remembering my constant and meticulous care for her at the hospital, she felt incredibly ashamed.
Mom sat down across from me. "You rushed back just to cook for me?"
"Not really..." I thought I should keep Dad's situation a secret for now, so I quickly changed my answer, "Sort of."
Mom's previous coldness had vanished. Hearing my words, she only looked at me with self-reproach.
"I'm sorry, Xiaofeng, I sounded so rude on the phone earlier." Touched, Mom had forgotten that I
had called to ask about the photo album.
"Let's eat, Mom," I said with a nonchalant smile.
"Okay," Mom replied, picking up her chopsticks. Actually, she had already eaten out when she got back. She thought
that her naughty son had rushed home so quickly because he had been out playing again, and he hadn't even come to see her after school . She felt it was right that the little rascal went 　　hungry. While she was eating out, she had felt incredibly pleased
thinking about me crying out for food at home . She hadn't expected her son to have prepared a meal for her. Before this, she 　　had even thought of getting revenge on him by making him go hungry. How could she not feel ashamed? 　　Amidst shame, she was mostly moved. Even though she was already full, the mother continued to force herself to eat 　　, for to her, this was all her son's deep affection. She picked up a piece of meat and put it in her mouth, 　　the sweet juices seeping into her heart, secretly pleased. "You little rascal, you finally have a conscience! I didn't let you 　　take advantage of me for nothing!" 　　Suddenly, she wished Wen Wanting were there to see this scene, wanted to boast to that woman who coveted her son 　　, "See? My son still loves me the most! Humph, my Xiaofeng will always be my Xiaofeng." 　　Unbeknownst to her, the wall in her heart had crumbled. Perhaps she didn't realize 　　the subtle shift in the atmosphere between her and her son. Previously, she had been too concerned with her role as a mother; now, her actions 　　and thoughts were slowly shifting from mother to lover. 　　This meal further strengthened my bond with my mother. She stopped sulking and 　　finally spoke to me without a stern face. I couldn't help but burst into tears; it had been so difficult for her 　　. This experience only strengthened my resolve to keep it from her. I didn't want my beautiful and fickle 　　mother to cry and be heartbroken. Even for the sake of the family, I had to keep my father's situation to myself until everything 　　was clear. 　　The next day at noon, after lunch break, there was a lecture on mental health activities. Although there 　　would be many people and the teachers might not be able to supervise everyone, I still had to be careful. After all, this was considered skipping class, and if I 　　got caught, those sycophantic teachers would definitely report me to my mother. Just 　　thinking about the consequences of her finding out I skipped class was terrifying. 　　The seminar didn't last long; the school's mental health teacher simply explained the importance of student mental health 　　. Soon, everyone's attention shifted to the series of games and activities themed around mental health that followed 　　. Actually, the activity wasn't very interesting, but rather than staying in the classroom for a dull lesson, the students preferred to 　　participate, even though the games were quite childish. What excited them was the opportunity 　　to play with girls. These sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys all had crushes on girls, 　　and while they were usually quite shy, these games allowed them to approach their favorite girls without restraint. 　　How could that not excite them? 　　However, for me, playing with these girls who hadn't even grown their pubic hair yet held no interest whatsoever. Having grown accustomed to seeing my mother 　　and Aunt Wen's enormous breasts, these girls' slightly protruding "buns" just didn't interest me. Having 　　successfully lost my virginity, watching boys my age desperately trying to attract 　　the attention of their crushes felt like watching a different world. Once upon a time, I was just like them; life's twists and turns are truly unpredictable 　　. 　　After the seminar, I started planning how to leave the school. There were campus police at every gate; 　　I couldn't just come and go as I pleased. If I dared to walk out of the school gate openly, the next second 　　would bring a call from my homeroom teacher, followed by my mother's call. Don't underestimate the school police at the city's No. 1 High School now. Back when 　　Li Heqing was in charge, the school police weren't so bad; they turned a blind eye to students skipping class. After 　　all, whether these students studied or not was none of their business. Besides, these rich kids, who weren't focused on their studies, were quite good 　　at socializing, often offering them cigarettes and alcohol, which made them even happier. However, since my mother 　　took office, she issued orders to the school police to strictly crack down on students skipping class. During class time, 　　no student could be allowed to leave without a teacher-signed leave slip. 　　Leaving through the main gate was out of the question, so the only option now was to climb over the wall. Luckily, I had some 　　good-for-nothing friends from school. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. I used to be considered a poor student in school, and as anyone who's been to school 　　knows, poor students tend to stick together in groups. Although I wasn't 　　completely immersed in their group, I was still somewhat on their side. For these people, skipping school 　　was commonplace. It's worth mentioning that their nightmare began after Mom took office; forget skipping school, even the slightest 　　misbehavior in class would land them in the disciplinary office. So, asking them how to leave school quietly was the best way to find out 　　. 　　I was shocked by what I heard after they eagerly shared their stories. Suddenly, I had a question about the city...

I gained a completely new understanding of No. 1 High School. I realized that my three years at No. 1 High School were a complete waste; only today did I truly
understand this school. I never imagined that No. 1 High School, a provincial key high school, such a model school, would
have so many "loopholes." There were four or five places where one could easily climb over the wall to escape, not including some
that were more easily discovered. The world of academic underachievers is indeed beyond the comprehension of us mere mortals.
After getting the answer I wanted, I chose the easiest place to climb over the wall, behind one of the school's
teaching buildings. This area is usually used by the school to dispose of miscellaneous items, and almost no one comes here unless necessary,
making it arguably the "safest" spot. Moreover, due to the terrain, the wall was relatively low, and
a crooked tree extended beyond it. Stepping on this crooked tree, climbing over the low stone wall was a
piece of cake. Not to mention someone like me who has practiced martial arts, anyone with decent limbs could probably climb it.
Stepping outside the school, I never dreamed that skipping school would be so easy. No wonder those
bastards used to skip
class all the time. But now they're cracking down harder. If it weren't for today's event, I wouldn't have dared to run away. After all, you can run away, but you can't hide forever. Normally, if you disappear during class, a teacher from the disciplinary office can spot you instantly .
Before, I could get away with asking for leave, but now with Mom on the case, forget about it. Once caught ,
it's a school-wide reprimand and a notification to the parents. Now you know why Mom has such a "fierce" reputation at school.
Anyway, I managed to escape school, but I was immediately disoriented because I realized I still
didn't know where Dad was. How was I supposed to find him in this vast world? The only thing I was certain of was the relationship between Uncle Jingming's
wife and Dad. Now, I could only follow that clue. Luckily,
I'd been to Uncle Jingming's house a few times and remembered where it was.
So I went to Uncle Jingming's house. Uncle Jingming's house is located in an
apartment complex south of the city center. It's a two-story duplex hotel apartment, far less luxurious than Fatty Xu's house
, but still much better than mine. Uncle Jingming's family is in business,
and they've been quite well-off since his parents' generation, while my parents are just wage earners, so naturally, they can't compare.
I rang the doorbell a few times, and the door opened quickly. It was Uncle Jingming. He was surprised to see me and
said, "Isn't this Xiaofeng?"
"Hello, Uncle Jingming," I greeted him politely.
"Come in and sit down," Uncle Jingming said, opening the door and leading me inside. As we walked, he
asked in surprise, "Isn't it Friday? Why are you so free to come over? Don't you have school today?"
"The school is having an event today, but I'm not interested in those. I just thought it'd been a while since I'd come to your place, Uncle Jingming, so
I came to check it out," I said, handing him the fruit I'd bought outside the complex. After all, it wouldn't be right to visit someone's home without
bringing a small gift. And since I'd come all this way, I should at least have a reason.
"I said you came all this way, why did you bring anything? You're a student, you don't have much money.
How much is this fruit? I'll pay you back later."
"No need, Uncle Jingming, it's just some fruit, it won't cost much. Consider it a small token of my appreciation. If you
give me the money back, my dad will definitely beat me to death if he finds out," I said, making excuses. I deliberately brought up my dad to see
Uncle Jingming's reaction, to see if he knew anything.
But I was disappointed. Uncle Jingming seemed completely
unfazed, showing no reaction whatsoever to hearing about my dad.
"Alright, then Uncle Jingming won't stand on ceremony," Uncle Jingming said generously. "Oh, right, I have to go
out and run some errands later. Have a seat for a while, Jia Shi will be back soon. Why don't you stay for dinner tonight?
" "That's not a good idea, my mom's..." I was incredibly excited to hear that Uncle Jingming was leaving
. " It's good that you're out. Otherwise, how am I supposed to investigate? It would be best if you were gone for a long time, even until nightfall.
" "It's okay, I'll just let Shuxian know when you come back."
"Oh, by the way, where's Aunt Huiying?"
"Oh, her? Her company sent her on a business trip out of town," Uncle Jingming's voice came from the room.
A moment later, Uncle Jingming had changed into his outdoor clothes and passed by me. "
There are snacks in the kitchen cabinet and drinks in the fridge. Help yourself to whatever you want to eat or drink. Just make yourself at home."
"I'll go out and take care of some things. If you're bored, there's a computer in Jiashi's room you can play on. It's okay
, Jiashi will be back soon."
"Go take care of your business, don't worry about me. Actually, I just came here to enjoy the air conditioning. My house is too hot, hehe
." I gave Uncle Jingming a vague answer. I realized my emotional intelligence had improved a lot.
Dealing with Mom and Aunt Wen all day long, if my emotional intelligence didn't improve, I'd be completely dominated by them sooner or later. How
could a man stand that, right?
"Okay, I'm leaving." It seemed Uncle Jingming had something urgent to do; he
didn't even have time to chat with me. He just said goodbye and went straight out.
"Click!"
After the door closed, I was so excited I almost jumped up. I had arrived at the perfect time. To be on the safe
side, I sat quietly for a while. Several minutes passed, and seeing
no movement outside, I finally felt relieved.
I didn't know if Aunt Huiying had left any clues at home. After all, based on my deduction,
Aunt Huiying might be with my father. If they rekindled their old flame, it would be infidelity, essentially cheating on
Uncle Jingming. No one would dare leave any evidence in their own home. But now I had no choice but to try anything.
The only clue was a photo from over ten years ago. How was I supposed to find it? My only hope was
to find a lead through this woman who was so close to my father.
I went into Uncle Jingming and Aunt Huiying's room. I felt that starting from this woman's room
would offer a better chance of finding anything. Fortunately, Uncle Jingming hadn't locked the master bedroom when he left. I glanced at all the
cabinets and drawers in the room; any clues should be in these places. I started searching. Although
doing this while visiting someone's home was immoral, I couldn't care less about that now.
Following straightforward thinking, where's the best place to hide things in a room? The wardrobe, of course! Generally, any
small items can be stuffed into the pile of clothes, and unless necessary, who would bother rummaging through someone else's personal belongings?
The wardrobe in the room is divided into two parts, seemingly half belonging to Uncle Jingming and half to his wife. I don't know which side belongs
to Aunt Huiying, but does it matter to me? I'm looking anyway, so I won't overlook any
corner. I immediately opened the left wardrobe door, and I was stunned. I couldn't help but swallow hard.
Laying out sexy lingerie flat underneath, and hanging transparent lace—I realized I had underestimated that woman
's allure. None of the pieces were ordinary or conservative; several bras didn't even
need a layer of mesh, just a hole in the cup. Just imagining that woman wearing those bras, her nipples exposed, was
quite a shock.
I thought this was the limit, but when I picked up a transparent lace thong, I realized
how narrow my world was. It was even sexier than what I'd seen at Aunt Qiuyun's place. It wasn't that
Aunt Qiuyun didn't have sexy lingerie, but she'd mentioned picking it out for my mother, and if it was too
revealing, my mother definitely wouldn't accept it. So, as my mother's best friend, Qiuyun knew my mother very well; she knew
where my mother's bottom line was, and everything she brought out was within my mother's acceptable range.
Looking at this thong, which was just a few strips of fabric connected together, I glanced left and right, completely unable to imagine
how to wear it. I wondered if Aunt Wen had any lingerie like this. Suddenly,
an image of Aunt Wen wearing this thong flashed into my mind: her snow-white legs spread wide, her exposed
vulva like two slices of fresh, juicy oyster meat, her hard, protruding clitoris nestled within, oozing
a faint white fluid. Just a little above her clitoris, thick pubic hair almost seemed to burst out, and given
the transparency of the thong, that dark forest was practically see-through.
Even worse, I pulled out some open-crotch stockings underneath, ripped from the crotch to the back of her buttocks,
revealing not only her vulva but even her anus. If Mom wore those open-crotch stockings and sat on the bed with her legs spread…
I can't take it anymore, just thinking about it makes my nose bleed.
Looking at the dazzling array of lingerie and stockings before me—strapless, lace, floral, sheer
, open-crotch bodysuits—it was practically a small lingerie shop. No wonder Liu Huiying, even after marrying Uncle Jingming
, still wanted to maintain a connection with Dad; being so promiscuous, she must be constantly unsatisfied. I recalled the last time I saw Uncle Jingming downstairs, she sat on my mouth with her vagina, and her little pussy was even leaking juices, which, more importantly 　　, flowed into my mouth during
the contact .
More importantly, the woman I saw was wearing pantyhose with
a large tear in the crotch, revealing her lace thong underneath. At the time, I couldn't quite understand what had happened, but now
I think that woman must have had intense sex with someone before coming, otherwise her pantyhose wouldn't have been torn.
And Uncle Jingming was coming to our house that day; he wouldn't be so desperate as to
have sex with his wife before even visiting someone's house, would he? Besides, if it really was with Uncle Jingming, it should have happened at home
. It's impossible for him to wear torn pantyhose to someone else's house. Anyone with a brain can guess it definitely
wasn't Uncle Jingming; who it was doesn't matter anymore.
Thinking about this, I can't help but feel sorry for Uncle Jingming. Not only is he wearing a
green hat that was destined to be worn before marriage—he married his father's leftovers, and continues to wear it after marriage, and in various styles
. A vast, green sea…
wait, what's this?
As I flipped through the pages, indulging in vulgar fantasies about
how Aunt Wen and my mother would look in these sexy lingerie pieces, a piece of paper suddenly fell out from one of the lingerie pieces…
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Chapter 50 Watered Meat (3)
I bent down and picked up the note from the ground. I found that it seemed to be a receipt, and the invoice
was from a hotel. The contents were a receipt for the hotel's purchase. The purchased items were women
's underwear. The date was not during the time my father was "missing" as I expected, but earlier
.
If others saw this receipt, they would just consider it an ordinary receipt. But for some reason, I had
a strong intuition, just like when I recalled the photo album before. I couldn't explain it, but it was just
a feeling. I felt that this receipt was related to my father.
I secretly put the receipt away and put the rest of the underwear back in its original place, restoring it to its original state
. But I was thinking, this woman is so promiscuous, I wonder if she might be hiding a vibrator or something?
My mind wandered. Of course, I was busy with serious business at the moment, so these thoughts were just that—thoughts.
Just as I was about to continue searching, I heard the sound of a door opening. Although the living room was quite
far from the bedroom, I had been paying attention to the sounds outside, and my heart skipped a beat. Could it be Uncle Jingming coming back
? Impossible. Judging from how he left, the things he did must have been very important; he couldn't have
been back so quickly. Right, before he left, Uncle Jingming seemed to have said that his son, Jiashi, would be back soon. Could it be…?
"Really that fast?
Damn, is this some kind of joke? It's always the same thing. I'm worried my heart won't be able to take it one day."
Although I was very annoyed, I still moved quite quickly. Maybe it's because I've done so many thieving things that
I've developed such good reflexes. But while I was fast, the person opening the door was even faster, seemingly in a great hurry.
Just as I was about to leave the room, the person had already entered, scaring me so much that I quickly retreated back into the room. With my back to
the door, I clasped my hands together in front of my chest, praying to some god or Buddha to save me. I
was no longer as calm as before. If I were discovered sneaking into someone's master bedroom and ransacking the place, anyone
would call the police and arrest me. The thought of the consequences made me hesitate.
Suddenly, a commotion of arguing came from outside the room, making my already tense heart filled with doubt. After
several internal struggles, I decided to risk opening the door to see what was going on. I pushed the door open a
crack, and the scene in the living room came into view through the sliver of light. What I saw stunned me
; my left hand, gripping the doorknob, clenched involuntarily, trembling slightly, a testament to the shock I felt
.
The person I saw was none other than my father, whom I hadn't seen for "a long time." I had searched so desperately for
him, only to have him suddenly appear before me. It was like a devoted man
searching his whole life for his lost love, only to find she lived next door. It was like a long-awaited love suddenly
appearing before you. That was how I felt.
However, my father wasn't alone; there was a woman beside him. To be precise, a
stylishly dressed, beautiful young woman. Her long, wavy hair flowed freely, and her pure red Chanel autumn dress
perfectly accentuated her curvaceous figure. You've probably already guessed who this beautiful young woman is—it's
Liu Huiying, the woman I once had a brief encounter with, and also Uncle Jingming's wife. It must be said, this woman has
some assets. Even if she can't compare to my mother and Aunt Wen, she possesses a unique charm. Her lightly made-
up face shows no signs of aging. She's a bit older than my mother, probably around thirty-
six or thirty-seven, but looks like a woman in her late twenties.
It's no wonder that Liu Huiying could captivate Uncle Jingming, completely disregarding her past as a virgin.
Keep in mind that ten or twenty years ago, virginity was still highly valued, yet Uncle Jingming still accepted
her, indicating that this woman has some assets. Whether it's her breasts or hips, they're far superior to most women's
. Her impressive 36D bust alone is enough to outshine countless beauties in China.
Today, Liu Huiying is wearing a fitted dress, making her chest appear like two large "buns." Unfortunately,
the neckline of the dress isn't very flat; it's just the right size, revealing only a slight
indentation.
However, what truly captivates me are Liu Huiying's slender legs. It's hard to imagine
how a woman with a son older than me can maintain such slender legs. Even Aunt Wen and my mother can't achieve that . For
a mature woman like Aunt Wen, with her Eastern features, a large bottom
would make overly thin legs seem unnatural, especially since my mother's legs have a touch of plumpness. But
Liu Huiying has managed it. Perhaps it's because her hips aren't as large as my mother's or Aunt Wen's.
Her slender, bamboo-like legs, paired with long black stockings, were an
absolute weapon for seducing men. Especially with her alluring, foxy eyes, what man could resist? I finally understood
why my honest, simple father had gotten involved with this woman. I think if she truly intended to bewitch
you, any normal man would be tempted.
Just like now, simply looking at her captivating figure, I felt an urge to pin her down and fuck her hard
.
"Enough, Huiying. I've been with you for so many days. Shuxian is sick and in the hospital. I want to go back
and see her."
In the moment I was stunned, my father's voice came through. I could hear a hint of helplessness in his tone
…
"Your wife is important, but am I not? You already abandoned me once. Do you want to abandon me
a second time?"
"I know you blame me for not giving up everything to be with you back then, but at that time I already had Shuxian
and Xiaofeng, and you married A-Ming. A-Ming is my best friend. He loves you very much, and I really couldn't bear
to hurt him."
"You know how to consider A-Ming's feelings, but what about me? You know perfectly well that I don't love A-Ming, but you. You
also know that the only reason I married A-Ming was because of my parents. I don't love A-Ming at all, and I
was even pregnant with your child before I married him, yet you still have the heart to ignore me. Do you know
how I've endured these past ten years? Sleeping in the same bed with someone I don't love at all,
can you understand that feeling?!" The last sentence was almost shouted at her father, tears streaming down Liu Huiying's cheeks
.
"Clearly, I don't love him at all, yet I have to endure sleeping with a man I don't love. Clearly, I utterly
despise his penis, yet I still have to endure it penetrating my body, endure him defiled my body.
Can you imagine what kind of torture that is?" "You keep saying you don't want to hurt A-Ming, but if A-Ming knew that his wife 　　was thinking of you, his good friend and brother,
while he was having sex, what would he think?" 　　"I..." Her father was speechless. 　　"I've already missed one chance, I don't want to miss a second. Even if it means divorcing Ah Ming, 　　I want to be with you. I can't stand this kind of life anymore." 　　"Huiying, we missed our chance back then, and that's 　　that. We both have our own families now. Why are you still so persistent? I'm sorry, Huiying, I really can't betray Shuxian..." 　　"Xia Yu, don't think I don't know, you haven't been happy at all these years, otherwise we..."

"Why were you so engrossed that night? With Chen Shuxian's strong personality, you must have suffered a lot.
I can easily guess that you couldn't hold your head up in front of her in bed, which is why you
were so unrestrained when we made love. I'm the woman who can make you happy."
"No, Shuxian and I are very good, it's not like that," Dad denied. But anyone
could hear the insincerity in his words.
"Xia Yu, if you dare step out of this door, I'll go to your wife's school tomorrow and tell her that her so-called
good husband actually slept with his friend's wife and got her pregnant. With your
wife's strong personality, what do you think she'll do to you?"
"You… how could you do this? You said you wouldn't tell anyone!" Hearing Liu Huiying's threat,
Dad was furious. After so many years together, he knew his wife's personality very well. If Shuxian knew
he had done such a thing, she would definitely take him to the marriage registry without hesitation.
"I did say that, but I meant you should spend time with me during this period. But your heart is entirely
with your wife. Is that what you call spending time with me?"
"Then what do you want me to do?" The father didn't want to compromise, but what could he do? He knew
what this woman wanted, but he also didn't want to lose his current happy family.
"Kiss me..."
Before the father could speak, the woman took the initiative to kiss him. Liu Huiying was already quite tall, and with a
pair of 10-centimeter high heels, it was quite easy for her to kiss the father who was over 1.8 meters tall. At first, the father couldn't let go,
but later, Liu Huiying pressed close to the father's beautiful body, her slender legs in stockings constantly rubbing against the father
's genitals, and her wandering hands even touched the father's back, pulling up his clothes. Her other hand
reached inside the father's pants. How could the father resist this time? He was immediately aroused by the beautiful woman
and passionately kissed this vixen.
I inwardly cursed my father's lack of self-control, but I also knew I couldn't blame him. In this situation, any
normal man would lose control, let alone my father, who was not even forty yet; his sexual prowess hadn't declined yet. Perhaps Liu Huiying was attracted to that aspect of my father; otherwise, a 　　man
like him, penniless and unattractive , wouldn't have been interested in by any woman with discerning eyes. Oh, it seems I'm 　　getting involved with my mother too. I wonder how she ever fell for my father back then. I never imagined that such 　　an honest and simple man like my father would have so many women coveting him. Am I too young, or is the world too crazy? 　　After some consideration, I decided not to expose my father. I realized there were still many suspicious aspects to this matter 　　. However, during this time of reflection, my father and Liu Huiying were getting very close. Compared to her 　　father, Liu Huiying was much more proactive. Her hands roamed over his body, and in the blink of an eye, 　　his shirt buttons were undone, and his belt was pulled down as well. 　　Through his underwear, Liu Huiying's hand caressed his groin, gently stroking it. Then, 　　she bent down and brought her face close to his genitals, even licking them through the underwear. 　　Liu Huiying lay prostrate before him, licking his genitals, the sound of her tongue rubbing against the fabric so loudly 　　I could hear it even from inside the room. In just a moment, his gray underwear was covered in her saliva. 　　Perhaps sensing the time, she pulled down his underwear, exposing his penis 　　. To be honest, while his size wasn't as large as mine, it was still 　　exceptional among ordinary men; after all, I inherited his genes, didn't I? Although my penis is so big 　　because of that old ginseng, it's undeniable that my father's genes also played a very important role. 　　Liu Huiying winked at my father, "After all these years, the only thing that hasn't changed is this. It's still so 　　big, much thicker than Ah Ming's. It's such a good deal for that woman Chen Shuxian." 　　Liu Huiying stared at my father's "tool" and said to herself. My father didn't reply, or rather, 　　he couldn't reply at that moment. The beautiful woman took my father's glans into her mouth and slowly lowered it down 　　his shaft. Although my father's penis wasn't small, it wasn't beyond the normal range, so it could still be 　　accommodated by the beautiful woman's small mouth. After swallowing my father's penis, the beautiful woman didn't intend to start sucking on him. Instead, 　　she spat it out and used her nimble tongue to lick around my father's penis. 　　Seeing this scene, I wished I could take my father's place and be "served" like this by the beautiful woman. As for my own penis, 　　it had already become erect when the beautiful woman was clinging to my father. My father was enjoying this so much. It was clear that Liu Huiying's skills 　　were extremely proficient, comparable to Aunt Wen's. Seeing such a beautiful and capable woman, I finally understood why Dad had succumbed 　　to Liu Huiying's gentle charms. Even Mom's long-held authority in Dad's heart was useless. 　　Compared to Mom, Liu Huiying truly knew how to please a man. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to resist either 　　… 　　Wait, what did I just see? Deep throat? 　　I was only stunned for a moment when Liu Huiying, holding Dad's thick penis, completely shoved it into her 　　mouth. Her fragrant red lips moved slightly with Dad's foreskin, it was incredibly sexy. Dad's 　　penis was completely swallowed by her. I roughly calculated that the length of Dad's penis should have reached his throat perfectly 　　. How did this beautiful woman do it? It was amazing! Even Aunt Wen had never done this for me. Actually, I didn't even think about it; with the length of my penis, I believe no woman in the world could completely 　　"eat" 　　my penis . 　　Under Liu Huiying's skillful oral sex, the father only lasted a few rounds before ejaculating for 　　the first time that day. The experienced woman skillfully spat out half of his penis early on, ensuring it remained in her mouth 　　to avoid choking. Liu Huiying then lifted her head, "releasing" her father's penis, and quickly 　　grabbed some tissues from the nearby coffee table, spitting his semen onto them. 　　Sensing the time was right, Liu Huiying began unzipping her dress in front of her father, quickly...

A mature, voluptuous body appeared before my eyes. The beautiful woman sat on my father's lap, constantly displaying
the curves of her breasts. The deep cleavage made my father's eyes widen, and even I, hiding in the corner, was no
exception. This woman was incredibly well-maintained; her fair skin was almost flawless, and her bust was extremely impressive
. Encased in a black, transparent lace bra, her breasts were pressed together, forming a beautiful sight
. Furthermore, the two prominent nipples were faintly visible beneath the transparent lace.
At the same time, this woman's waist was incredibly slender. It was hard to imagine that a woman who had given birth could have such
a slender waist, like a water snake. I remember reading an article online that said
women with naturally perfect 3:6:24:36 proportions are rarer than pandas these days. How come I already have Mom
and Aunt Wen around, and now there's this seductive beauty Liu Huiying, all with bust sizes far exceeding 36, 24,
and 36? Such encounters are usually only seen in novels' male protagonists. Could it be that the protagonist's halo has fallen on my head
?
Daydreaming aside, I still can't really accept sleeping with this woman. There's no particular
reason, and it's not because she's my father's woman. Isn't Mom also my father's wife? I still
dream of one day being able to kiss my mother. Anyway, I just don't like this woman intuitively; I
feel a deep-seated disgust for her. This feeling is strange. Even with Aunt Wen, who has been with so many men,
I can still accept it, but I just can't accept this woman.
My gaze returned to my father and Liu Huiying. At this moment, my father was completely dazzled by the beauty's ample breasts;
36D breasts are definitely considered huge. Unable to resist his restless hands, Dad instinctively grabbed the beautiful woman
's breasts, kneading them through her sexy bra. Logically, with Mom, a wife of enormous breasts, Dad
shouldn't have been interested in Liu Huiying's simple, unassuming nature. But even a hero can be swayed by persistent advances, especially since Mom was
like a corpse in bed; even her best figure was uninteresting. Liu Huiying, on the other hand, was practically a blatant invasion;
it would be strange if Dad didn't succumb.
Clearly, Dad hadn't had sex in a long time, and Liu Huiying
's stimulation made him frantic. His kneading of her breasts gradually quickened, even rubbing off her bra. However, Dad didn't care;
he casually ripped it off, and now, with no obstruction, his fiery hands
were directly on Liu Huiying's breasts.
But honestly, Dad has been quite pitiful after so many years of marriage. Looking at his clumsy way of
squeezing her breasts, you can tell he's had a tough time all these years. I secretly gave
my mother a thumbs up. It was fortunate it was my father; any other man would have cheated long ago. And facing
a woman like Liu Huiying, my father was able to resist pushing her away earlier. I truly admired him.
If it were me, I don't have the confidence to do what he did.
My father tried to reach down to Liu Huiying's lower body. Indeed, Liu Huiying's lower body was the epitome of promiscuity:
lace stockings, a transparent thong—so transparent that
there was no need for any covering at her vulva; she was completely naked except for some black lace embellishments, and her pubic hair was completely exposed
. I don't know how my father felt seeing this up close, but just seeing it from afar made my nose bleed
. No, I already had a nosebleed! Luckily, Uncle Jingming's master bedroom had tissues, so I quickly grabbed one
and stuffed it into my nostrils to prevent more from flowing out.
Such a sensual scene can only be understood through personal experience; it's more explicit than any AV film
, like watching an uncensored adult movie.
Before Dad could even explore the beautiful woman's genitals, Liu Huiying straddled him,
rubbing her vulva against his penis through a barely transparent veil. Liu Huiying seemed to know
the anatomy of Dad's penis perfectly; when he reached its peak, she deftly lifted her thong and
sat down on his penis.
"Oh—"
Dad and the beautiful woman both let out a low moan, which quickly escalated into a loud, passionate cry.
Liu Huiying rode on Dad, thrusting repeatedly, gripping his penis tightly, giving it no
chance to breathe.
Holding Dad's chest, she rubbed her firm breasts against his weathered face, the two
prominent nipples providing a unique sensation during the friction. Meanwhile, the father was so engrossed in fucking that he
didn't care whether he should be fucking the woman on top of him or not. He grabbed the beautiful woman's buttocks and thrust his hips excitedly, his mind filled
with only one thought: to fuck her to death, to penetrate her uterus, to kill her.
"Oh...oh...oh...so good...your big cock feels so good..." "Faster...faster
...oh...it feels so good..."
"Wait...wait..." Just as the father was about to ejaculate, Liu Huiying stopped in time and
abruptly detached herself from him. As soon as the father's penis was pulled away from the beautiful woman, a thin, clear fluid
connected his glans to the woman's cunt.
"I can't let you ejaculate so quickly, I haven't enjoyed it enough yet..." the beautiful woman giggled and pointed at
the father's glans with her finger. Clearly, Liu Huiying knew men's psychology very well, knowing that the most painful thing was wanting something but not being able to have it
, so she deliberately kept the father hanging, not letting him ejaculate. Immediately, the beautiful woman displayed all her skills. First, she gently 　　scraped her father's penis
with her slender, high-heeled, stockinged legs . Then, Liu Huiying leaned back on the coffee table, and with a flick of her delicate hand, she removed 　　both of her high-heeled sandals. I sighed inwardly, realizing I really wanted to see how a woman could perform footjobs in high heels. 　　However, I knew the woman's sandals were freshly worn from outside and filthy; how could they be used for footjobs? 　　If bacteria were to be inserted into her vagina, she would be the one suffering. Thinking of this, I decided that next time 　　I must try high-heeled footjobs with Aunt Wen. I believed Aunt Wen wouldn't refuse me. 　　A sweet smile inexplicably appeared on my face, as if thinking of Aunt Wen's tenderness. 　　Liu Huiying's stockinged feet clamped her father's penis between her ankles, occasionally shifting her weight to her soles.

The father was immediately brought to multiple climaxes by the beautiful woman, his roars echoing. Even Liu Huiying hadn't expected
her father, married for so many years, to be so easily aroused. He let out a deep growl, sprang up from the sofa,
grabbed Liu Huiying's legs, and pressed his glans against her vulva, aiming it at the base of her thighs.
A flicker of panic crossed Liu Huiying's eyes. She hadn't expected her father to act so unpredictably. I think Liu
Huiying never imagined that under her mother's control, her father's long-accumulated lust would erupt because of her teasing
. But if Liu Huiying knew, she would only be happier; her father's frenzied state would make it easier for her to
snatch him away from his wife.
Seeing that her father's glans was swollen to the point of being uncontrollable, Liu Huiying proactively opened her legs,
guiding her father into her womb. Liu Huiying's vulva, like many women's, had nothing particularly outstanding
about it, somewhat similar to her mother. However, Liu Huiying's vulva was darker than her mother's, perhaps because she was older
, or perhaps for other reasons.
Her father's "second visit" instantly aroused the beautiful woman's vaginal muscles, causing them to clench together, the tightness
sending a shiver down his spine. Although his wife's vagina was much tighter than the beautiful woman's, it wasn't
as supple. Liu Huiying's slender waist twisted continuously, her tiny waist, barely large enough to be grasped in one hand, seemed as if it
would break with the slightest bend, coiling around her father's waist like a water snake, responding to his thrusts.
Her father completely lost his ability to resist the beautiful woman, being led by the nose by her, but undeniably, Liu
Huiying possessed an unparalleled charm. The term "vixen" seemed tailor-made for this woman
; if Liu Huiying had lived in ancient times, she would undoubtedly have been a seductive temptress.
My father's penis moved in and out of the beautiful woman's full labia, her vaginal fluids already soaking that sweet spot,
every pubic hair radiating female hormones that attracted him. Watching my father's expression, lost in lust,
I never imagined he could have this side to him. In my memory, my kind and simple father
was now like a dog in heat, thrusting tirelessly. My heart was filled with bitterness. If my mother knew
what my father had done, regardless of his reasons, given her personality, their
marriage would surely be completely over.
If my mother and father divorced, what would become of me? For a moment, I was overwhelmed with a sense of bewilderment, blinded by the memory of the warm
home I once had. I suddenly thought of Uncle Jingming. Poor Uncle Jingming, out on business, if he knew that
his wife and his best friend were having sex in his living room, his wife was being fucked so hard her juices
were flying everywhere, her breasts were almost raw, and the sofa and coffee table were covered in marks from their encounter
, I wonder what he would think? He'd probably go crazy.
I don't know what Uncle Jingming would think, but I do know that his dearest wife was about to reach orgasm from my father's fucking
. The beautiful woman's vagina was leaking more and more fluid. My father flipped Liu Huiying over
, grabbed her buttocks, and thrust his penis deep inside her.
"Harder... Ah... Keep going... Just like that... So good... Waaah... Keep going like that
... Fuck me hard... My good man... My good husband... My good husband..."
Liu Huiying stuck out her buttocks, responding to her father's relentless plowing. She turned her head and saw her father's lustful
expression, a smile curving her lips. Then she closed her eyes again, immersing herself in the moment, her mouth
emitting moans in response to her body's reactions. "...Ah... So powerful... My good man... You're fucking me so well
... Your big cock is going in and out of my little cunt... It feels so good..."
"Oh... Ah Ming... Xia Yu's penis feels so good... Your wife is being fucked by your good brother
... so good... I can't take it anymore... Ah Ming, I'm sorry... I might... be... fucked
... fucked by your... your good brother..."
"Ah... I'm coming..."
Perhaps it was because Dad heard Liu Huiying mention Uncle Jingming, but he suddenly became incredibly powerful, even
the penis inserted into the beautiful woman's vagina swelled up even more, almost sending the beautiful woman to heaven, causing Liu Huiying
to become unable to speak clearly towards the end. Even under Dad's fierce attack, the beautiful woman actually climaxed first.
A warm current flowed from her vagina, enveloping Dad completely, her spasming vagina suddenly turning back, leaving Dad feeling
lightheaded, and a refreshing sensation spreading throughout his body. Dad let out a final, desperate roar, like a wild beast
, tightly gripping the beautiful woman's breasts...
"Sizzle,"
Dad, like a deflated balloon, pulled out of the beautiful woman's body and slumped onto the sofa. However,
the beautiful woman hadn't recovered from her climax and lay motionless on the coffee table. It was as if the world had suddenly become
incredibly quiet. I dared not make a sound, afraid of disturbing my father and Aunt Huiying. Seeing this scene, I
didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
A moment later, Liu Huiying woke up, looking at her father slumped on the sofa, and at his limp penis, which had already begun to soften after ejaculation . Then she looked at her own genitals, 　　at the white fluid flowing
from a small, unclosed opening . The beautiful woman smiled meaningfully, a glint of light flashing in her eyes, a hint of smug 　　satisfaction in her expression. 　　Suddenly, Liu Huiying glanced at her father, then squatted down in front of him, grabbed his penis, 　　and put it in her mouth, carefully cleaning the traces left by their recent "battle." After a few licks, the father 　　snapped back to reality. Seeing the beautiful woman performing oral sex on him again, he assumed she was going to continue, and his eyelids 　　twitched involuntarily. He had completely betrayed his family, his wife… 　　But he was experiencing a thrilling pleasure from the woman that he couldn't get from his wife. At that moment, he felt as if he 　　were being consumed by desire, sinking into it, unable to escape. That wonderful feeling was like poison, dragging 　　him into an abyss. The beautiful woman performing oral sex on him now was something his wife would never do for him 　　. 　　Thinking this, the father quickly shook his head, cursing himself for his wild thoughts. He forcefully suppressed the wicked thoughts in his heart…

He addressed the beautiful woman who was licking his penis, saying, "Huiying, are you satisfied now? Can I go back and
see Shuxian now?"
"It's not like I forced you," Liu Huiying said, looking up at her father and winking. "I wonder who
was fucking me so vigorously just now."
"I…", her father was speechless. No matter what, he had still
had sex with a woman other than his wife. "I'm sorry, I will take full responsibility for what I've done, but I wonder how Shuxian is doing?
I really want to know her condition."
"You only care about your wife, what about me? Who has cared about the humiliation I've suffered all these years?"
Liu Huiying gripped her father's penis again. "I won't be satisfied so easily, unless you can make up for what I've
lost all these years, otherwise you know the consequences.
" "You…"
Her father's personality wasn't exactly strong; just look at how much his mother had oppressed him all these years
. Perhaps her father, like her, had always been the weaker party when it came to women. Faced with
a woman as cunning as Liu Huiying, how could Dad possibly outmaneuver her, especially since he already felt guilty towards her?
"Didn't you say your son would be back at five o'clock? It's already four-thirty, and Ah Ming might
be back anytime soon, maybe even at any moment," Dad tried to persuade the beautiful woman, hoping she would
let him go. But anyone could hear the weakness in his voice. He didn't know that he was
gradually bowing down to her…
Liu Huiying straddled Dad, wrapped her arms around the back of his head, and gave him a light kiss
. "What do you mean, 'my son'? Isn't he your son? You're quite the friend, making Ah Ming
raise your son for so many years. If Ah Ming knew he'd been wearing this green hat for over ten years, and it was you, his good
brother, who put it on him, I wonder what he'd think?"
"I…sigh…" Dad immediately deflated. He didn't want to hurt his best friend of many years, so he
could only accept it; after all, it was his own doing. "Whatever you say..."
As he uttered these words, it was as if everything had been emptied from his body; the astigmatism in his pupils dimmed instantly, leaving only
endless powerlessness...
He thought the beautiful woman intended to continue making love with his father, but Liu Huiying climbed off his lap, picked up
her clothes from the floor, and slowly put them back on, causing his father to pause slightly. As if seeing through his thoughts, Liu
Huiying smiled faintly, "You're right, Jia Shi will be back soon. Let's go somewhere else. Now is not
the time to confront A Ming. Let A Ming stay in the dark for a while longer."
A moment later, the beautiful woman had finished dressing. Seeing her father's silence, she sat down beside him .
"A Yu... if you hadn't gotten drunk with A Ming that day, hadn't had sex with me, and hadn't gotten pregnant,
would you have stayed by my side?"
His father remained silent. But his expression had already answered everything. This was the one wrong
thing he had ever done in his life, and the biggest culprit that had prevented him from returning to his original path.
"Okay, you don't need to answer me anymore," Liu Huiying said, turning her head away. Behind her father's back, where he couldn't see,
her eyes welled up with tears.
He knew he was hurting Liu Huiying, and her father didn't know how to comfort the beautiful woman. Caught between his wife
and his former lover, he truly didn't know what to do. Seeing the beautiful woman's sobbing, trembling
, frail body, her father, unable to bear it, reached out and placed his hands on her shoulders.
At that moment, hiding behind the door, I knew that my father was about to succumb, and I might lose
my most loving father. The mountain-like fatherly love is crumbling bit by bit. Eventually, I'll have
nowhere to lean on anymore, only a deserted island and the boundless sea before me…
*******************************The author is heartbroken*******************************
[This chapter felt incredibly uninspired. I've forgotten many details, including
many key points about the "father" role, so the writing feels somewhat simplistic.] I wanted to write but didn't dare to put pen to paper, afraid of
conflicting with the previous character settings. I had to go back and retrieve previous chapters several times to barely finish this chapter.
I'm exhausted!
[Not only the father's character, but even Liu Huiying's character seems a bit off. Luckily, we
didn't focus much on this woman before, so I can still make things up. Oh well, that's it.]
[This part of the plot is probably mostly filler, and there might be some overlap. After all, I've forgotten too much
detail, so I don't know how to continue. If you feel the plot is repetitive, don't panic, just let it
go. Okay, the author is heartbroken.]
[I owe another comic chapter. I'm just too lazy.
Sorry, I've been a bit busy lately and haven't been feeling well.]
[One last time, don't believe that cat guy. Don't believe anything he says. If you're
new here and don't know who he is, ask someone else. Someone will tell you. Just don't
believe anything he says. Thank you.]

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