My boyfriend is a high school student. (7-8)

Author: luoiltmes
January 24, 2015 Published on the forum
First published on: This site
[My Boyfriend is a Middle School Student] (7)
"Mo Ziling!!!!!!" The roar from the boss's office made me cover
my ears and subconsciously glance at my colleagues in the same office. Unsurprisingly, everyone's face
showed a smile of watching a good show.
"Sigh... here it comes again..." Sister Li, the office director, pressed her temples and
shook her head helplessly. She sighed and then pretended not to hear and continued to write a report.
"Hey, little Lingling, what did you do to our boss again?" Sitting opposite me was Brother
Yang, the deputy director of the office. Whenever they heard that voice, everyone knew that it must be because the materials or something I gave the boss
had a problem.
"No, I'm completely innocent. Manager Luo asked me to write a report explaining that the car's registration
certificate hadn't arrived, so we couldn't register it and had to get a temporary license plate. That's all." I waved my hand
at Brother Yang, trying to appear innocent.
But my colleagues didn't believe me. Every time something like this happened, I acted just
as innocent. "Tch, you're just bragging, Xiao Lingling. You always do this." Another
girl in the office, Xiao Ying, who was about my age, only two months younger, chuckled as she spoke,
trying to win over some of her colleagues. "Hey, what do you guys think?"
"Exactly!" "She's always like this." The remaining man and woman, Xiao Li and Xiao Guo, nodded in agreement.
"..." I could only remain silent in the face of their words. Who knew what I had done wrong this time? But
I had already checked everything and found nothing wrong.
Oh right, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Mo Ziling, I'm 24 years old, and I graduated from a second-rate
vocational college. I currently work as a clerk at a car dealership. My nickname is Lingling, and my dad
and uncles used to call me Ling'er. But my grandfather said that calling me by both names
sounded better, and if we didn't, he threatened my
father, "I'll make you sleep in the study!" Under this immense pressure, my father had no choice but to change his address, and he also
got my uncles and aunts to call me Lingling. As it turns out, my grandfather was very prescient, because more than a decade
later, the name Ling'er has become the name of the heroine in a certain beautiful story. I really can't believe
I'm worthy of such a title, so it's better to change it sooner rather than later.
It's not that I'm unworthy of that title because of my appearance, but because the courage and true love that heroine showed in
everything she did are far beyond my reach. As for my appearance, having a stunningly beautiful
mother, I was destined to have a template for beauty. Aside from my height of 1.58 meters, please
don't ask anymore. Like the oval face in most novels, from top to bottom, my cute eyebrows still
retain a playful feel from my childhood, and beneath my adorable double eyelids are medium-sized black eyes
. If my eyebrows still carry the playfulness of my childhood, then these eyes
always look at others innocently after doing something naughty. Because I find it troublesome to groom them, I trimmed my eyelashes; they're not long, but this only
accentuates the innocent and aggrieved look. Below a small nose is an equally small mouth; thin
pink lips look incredibly alluring without lipstick. As Deputy Director Yang in the office would say, it
's a cute little mouth that's irresistibly tempting.
Speaking of which, I have to admit, I've only described my face, but why have I used "
cute" so many times? The reason is that my mother inherited a great model from me, but I have an adorable baby
face.
Following my face, my shoulder-length black hair is dyed with a touch of dark brown, only
showing a slight color difference from the surrounding hair in very bright light. Adam's apple! Of course, I don't have one.
My shoulders, like most women's, aren't broad, making me look rather delicate. My measurements are: 77-60-82 (for comparison: according to
the standard, it should be 80-54-86). My 77-inch bust has always been a sore point. Why is it that my mother
, who clearly has an 88-inch bust, inherited a difference of 11 units from me?! Why! Why is this happening?!
My 60-inch waist is just barely within my limit; if it were any larger… please don't imagine the details
… 82-inch hips. And then comes my favorite part: I have a pair of
fair legs that every woman I know envies. Even my mother says that all my good qualities are concentrated in those legs.
Besides that, I also have a pair of adorable size 35 feet, which is my secret. Apart from my close family
and a certain young man I call my fiancé, almost no one has ever seen them. Because I use good skincare products, my
fair and smooth skin is the envy of many classmates and colleagues.
Now that I've described my appearance, let me tell you about myself. My family is wealthy in the city. My father is
the CEO of a large company, involved in real estate, car sales, hotels, and other projects. My naturally naive
mother is my father's chief secretary. The two are inseparable and always showing off their affection, but surprisingly, they are
still very much in love. Contrary to what's said online, they haven't broken up quickly. Their love is
the envy of many couples, even my fiancé's parents, who are probably my future in-laws, are very
envious. My grandfather, who had served in the military, and my grandmother, who had been my companions, had both passed away long ago. My uncles and aunts all had their own
lives: my aunt's family was a construction contractor; my uncle's family worked in a company;
my aunt's family was of modest means, running a small shop and also working as an accountant for several companies; and
my second uncle's family, who owned several fishponds and had become dark-skinned and thin. My father was the eldest of five siblings (well... I don't
really want to use that adjective). Above him was my aunt, and below him were my second uncle, my aunt, and my youngest
uncle.
Actually, my father and his siblings had a very good relationship. They would take care of and
help each other out when needed. However, people of that era had their own pursuits and pride. Unless their
bottom line was crossed, they preferred not to accept their siblings' pitiful assistance and instead
built their own lives with their own hands, through blood and sweat. That kind of life was fulfilling and satisfying for them. For example, I once
asked my uncle why he didn't want to live in a nice house in the city and instead
worked so hard here. "Is it because my father doesn't give you money?" he asked. My uncle replied, "Everyone
wants a good life, but hardship is inevitable. As long as we can live happily,
what does a little hardship matter? Your father is a big boss, but you know he
doesn't even have time to be home with you and Xiaoyi. Isn't that hardship for him too?" Although my uncle
still accepted money from my father to build a nice house for his family in the suburbs, he still
worked hard every day.
After discussing the heavy topics, the conversation returned to family introductions. The father's family was covered, then it
was the mother's turn. The mother was the apple of their eye. The maternal grandfather was a retired bureau chief who now spent his
days playing chess and chatting with the elderly in the neighborhood. The maternal grandmother was a barefoot
doctor without a medical license. Relying on ancestral medical books and techniques, she could occasionally treat minor ailments like sprained ankles, stomach aches, and
tonsillitis. Getting some herbal medicine from her was much cheaper than going to a clinic or hospital.
(The author has a small clinic like this; for stomach ailments, coughs, etc., getting some herbal
powder from them is more effective than going to the hospital, although sometimes injections are necessary for more serious cases.)
I had no idea how these two got together; my parents never told me, so I never asked.
Besides my parents and me, my family also included a lovely yet infuriating younger sister—Mo Ziyi.
However, in the eyes of my two elders, my sister Mo Ziyi was far more popular than me. Speaking of this, I must
mention my poor little sister, Mo Ziyi. She's 15 years old, 9 years and 5 months younger than me. I was born in May, and
she was born in October. When my mother was pregnant with her, she had a severe stomachache. My grandmother was out
treating someone else, so my mother had to find medicine herself. Because of her naiveté, she found a
herb that looked exactly like a stomach ailment and took it without asking any questions. Actually, that herb was
something my grandmother had found for someone else, intended to treat another illness, and it was poisonous. Needless to say, my mother
was poisoned. If my grandmother hadn't returned in time, given her some antidote, and called an ambulance
, my mother and my unborn sister would likely have passed away. Even so,
the stomach pumping and various tests my mother underwent in the hospital still left my sister with a chronic condition. Every night, she would
feel cold, shiver, and dizzy; sometimes she would even faint. This was precisely
the manifestation of the herbal toxicity; even with timely rescue, Xiao Yi still absorbed some of the poison.
However, with advancements in medical technology, Xiao Yi's condition has improved. Furthermore, her grandmother
prepares a medicinal bath based on ancestral medical texts to detoxify her body, and now Xiao Yi rarely
faints directly. However, she still experiences chills, shivering, and dizziness from time to time. Therefore, she has to
go to the hospital for checkups every so often, or go to her grandmother's for herbal baths. Speaking of which, the smell is incredibly awful
, worse than any other Chinese medicine I've ever tried. Perhaps because they spend more time together, her grandparents
are closer to Xiao Yi, which I don't mind; I don't feel much about it. As for why I resent
this little girl, it all comes down to her appearance.
Let me tell you about Xiaoyi's appearance. She inherited her mother's features and my past... (okay, actually it has nothing to do with me).
Despite her young age, Xiaoyi is already quite developed. At 1.46 meters tall, she's
taller than most of the boys in her class. Her slightly protruding breasts are already much bigger than a fried egg; at least when I was her age,
they weren't even as big as a fried egg (grumble). She has the same oval face as her mother and me. Her eyebrows are
more like mine than her mother's, and then there are her longer and prettier eyelashes, and
bigger eyes than mine. Even though she only has single eyelids, they're already bigger than mine. If she becomes double eyelids later, they might become even bigger, just like
those kawaii anime girls. Her cute little nose is the object of my teasing.
Describing Xiaoyi as having cherry lips is absolutely appropriate; they're also very alluring, even making my heart flutter. And
what's even more exciting is that on one of her birthdays, I stole Xiaoyi's first kiss. Rather than
letting those bad boys get it, it's better that I, as her older sister, took it. Xiao Yi's legs are quite long, though
not as long as mine (being narcissistic), but still very eye-catching. Even my lecherous
fiancé would secretly look at her legs. So, that's how jealousy, envy, and hatred arise.
Since we've already mentioned him, I have to introduce him. His name is Duan Yihang, 15 years old, 9 years and
3 months younger than me, and 2 months older than Xiao Yi. This little guy, born in mid-August, is my fiancé, and
I often call him Xiao Hang. Although he's small, his brain hasn't changed... (Pshaw... why is this perpetual elementary school
student's self-introduction here?). Although he's small, his IQ is quite high; he's supposedly already self-taught high school level
knowledge. Xiao Hang looks more like his mother, because his mother is also a great beauty, so Xiao Hang unsurprisingly
has some feminine features, such as delicate skin, a cute face, dimples when he smiles, and a
slender body. But don't let that make him seem easy to bully. He's been with me since he was little, and he
's been a real troublemaker. Not only is he mischievous and naughty, but he also gets into fights, and few kids his age can beat him in a one-on-one match
. However, his grades are surprisingly good; after all, he's self-taught and has reached high school level. His personality is simply
unbearable. He was such a cute little kid when he was younger, so why is he getting more and more mischievous, more and more awful,
and more and more of a bully as he gets older? He's the most annoying person ever!
Because his parents were often away from home, Xiaohang often lived independently, and due to family circumstances, he
matured quite early. His father was a bureau chief in the city, often too busy to come home, while his mother was also a successful businesswoman. However
, unlike his father, Xiaohang's mother specialized in clothing and cosmetics, owning four chain
supermarkets in the city and a large department store selling mid-to-high-end goods. She was a very beautiful and capable businesswoman
. But, like his father, she was often away from home due to her business. This contributed to Xiaohang's independence and precocious
nature. His family had many relatives, and they were quite diverse, with various connections in different areas.
Xiaohang's maternal grandfather was a retired city-level cadre, seemingly very powerful, and his maternal grandmother was also a high-ranking official
. His paternal grandfather was also a retired soldier, and he seemed to be a good friend of my deceased grandfather, perhaps at
the level of a regimental commander or political commissar. However, no one in my family continued to serve in the military after my father's generation, while in Xiaohang
's family, besides his father's political career, his two uncles continued the tradition of the older generation serving in the military.
His father's rise to bureau chief seems to be related to my maternal grandfather; otherwise, with his grandfather's connections,
it's unlikely he could have become bureau chief at such a young age.
The relationship between our two families can be traced back to our great-great-grandfather's generation. Our two families were initially very
good neighbors. When the Japanese invaded, both elders joined the army together,
fighting the Japanese side-by-side. Later, they apparently participated in the Liberation War. After the founding of the new country, they
returned home with honors. One continued in the army, and the other transferred to government work. Needless to say, my great-great-grandfather
was a soldier, and Xiao Hang's great-great-grandfather was an official. Even so, Xiao Hang's great-great-grandfather
couldn't forget his connection to the military, having two of his sons join the army and another
pursue a political career. However, by my father's generation, our family had completely broken away from the military,
building such a large company based on the connections left by our elders. Xiao Hang's family had grown quite large, so
our two families had always had a very good relationship. The older generation even dreamed of arranged marriages from infancy
, but until my parents' generation, only boys were born. After my grandparents had my
two aunts, that kind of thing became less common, and due to various family reasons, it all came to nothing
.
Xiao Hang has been my younger sister Xiao Yi's classmate since kindergarten, and still is
. Who would believe there was no family involvement? However, compared to Xiao Yi, Xiao Hang spends
much more time with me than with her, and I've always treated him like my own younger brother, which laid a foundation for what happened later
.
As for why Xiao Hang is my fiancé... This whole thing sounds like
a melodramatic scene from a romance novel. When I was 21 and still in college, I went home for a break and, at
the invitation of a high school classmate, went to a newly opened bar in town. I'm not a heavy drinker, and I easily got drunk.
After being approached by several unfamiliar men, I unknowingly drank a drink mixed with aphrodisiac and sedative powder.
Just as I was becoming dizzy and weak, unaware of what was happening, and my high school classmate and I were about to be
taken away by the men, Xiao Hang, who happened to be at the bar looking for someone, bumped into us. Don't ask why a 12-year-old elementary school
student would be in a bar like that; it's because it was owned by his distant cousin. The precocious
Xiao Hang, seeing my condition, immediately knew what had happened and called for backup to stop us, and also summoned
his cousin. It was incredibly easy for Xiao Hang and his cousin, who were related to various people, to deal with these guys. His
distant cousin had someone take my classmate and me to the bar's staff lounge, leaving Xiao Hang to look after me
while he and his men went to deal with the guys who dared to drug me. Apparently, they even called the police.
The bar had two staff lounges, one for women and one for men. Because they were small,
Xiao Hang's distant cousin put me in the women's lounge. It was in this lounge that things happened.
Of course… it wasn't Xiao Hang who attacked me while I was drugged; it was I who pushed him down. As
a girl from a wealthy family, I wasn't some naive, sheltered flower. Otherwise, I wouldn't
have come to bars like this, where incidents were common. So, I had secretly watched some adult films,
especially in university where dormitories were full of female predators. After drinking the drug-laced alcohol, perhaps
because the amount of the drug used to induce unconsciousness was small, I quickly regained my strength. Taking advantage of
the effects of the alcohol and aphrodisiac, I successfully completed my magnificent conquest. I
conquered the only boy in the room. (Please don't ask why an elementary school boy could be conquered; you can refer to H-series
anime, children's time.) Meanwhile, supposedly in another room, my classmate also
conquered Xiao Hang's distant cousin, and the two even sparked a romance, eventually getting married.
Congratulations!
Xiao Hang, whom I conquered, met both sets of parents with me the next day. Given the magnitude of
the incident, both families reacted quickly, holding a joint family meeting. Discussion, discussion, endless discussion. Neither Xiao Hang nor I, having lost our virginity, showed any signs of discomfort, although 　　it was certainly painful after
that night , but it didn't stop us from continuing to chat and laugh together.
On the surface, I wasn't
as pessimistic as portrayed in novels or comics. I'm supposed to be quite open-minded; according to my college roommates
, I'm already an old maid. Losing my virginity at 21 is considered late, isn't it? Rather than being
taken by those awful men, it's better to have Xiao Hang. Besides, I didn't lose out; such
a young and tender buddy was so easily taken. I even acted incredibly happy about it. I could proudly
go back and tell my beastly roommates that I'm finally not a virgin anymore. But inside, it felt like something was gripping me
, a suffocating pain. I knew I couldn't show any negative emotions. He
's so young, and the whole thing was almost entirely my own fault. If I hadn't gone to that kind of place with my classmates...
If it were Fang, this would absolutely never happen.
Compared to my feigned cheerfulness and smile, Xiao Hang seemed a little embarrassed towards me. Being precocious, he naturally
knew what that kind of thing meant, and he even blushed when I teased him—it was truly adorable. Those
things shouldn't be his responsibility. Since it was caused by me, I should bear the
pain alone. However, perhaps because of our past relationship, I always felt that
when we were together, we would occasionally look at each other with a knowing glance, and even accidental touches felt like an electric shock
. Maybe Xiao Hang is still young and doesn't know what love feels like, but I feel that Xiao Hang is
no longer the innocent brother I once had. After all, although he's young, he's my first
man. Why am I so heartbroken, so sad, so wanting to cry?
Compared to my carefree behavior and Xiao Hang's helplessness... The elders are worried sick about us,
not knowing what to do. If not handled properly, it could even ruin the long-standing relationship between our two families.
Relatives from all over the country rushed together, and we specially booked a hotel owned by an acquaintance, so that accommodation, meals
, and meetings could all be held simultaneously. What I initially thought was a small matter turned into a big problem. Although
I bore most of the responsibility, the fact remained that I had a relationship with Xiao Hang. Several
relatives from both families argued about it several times, filling the entire hall with their shouting. Since
everyone was at the meeting, we naturally had to eat together. During the meal, we tried to drown our sorrows with alcohol
, but because of Xiao Hang and me, we accidentally started arguing, which escalated into a full-blown fight.
"Xiao Hang is such a young child, isn't it too reckless to make him take responsibility? Has no one considered his
feelings?" "Although Xiao Hang is still young, he is still a boy, while Ling Ling is a girl. She
's lost her virginity just like that, what will she do in the future?" "Virginity isn't worth much these days. Didn't the internet say that
the hymen can be repaired? Besides, it was her own fault..." "What nonsense are you talking about
? Although Xiao Hang is from our Duan family, we've also watched Ling Ling grow up. How
can you be so heartless?"... The relatives in the room were arguing noisily. Even some of the younger
children from both families were crying in fear, and no one paid any attention to them. Some of the older children hid far away, too afraid to
stay there. I held Xiaoyi and watched them quietly. Across from me, Xiaohang, led by his parents, stood still
. Occasionally, their gazes met mine, earning me a bitter smile. Tears streamed down my face. I hadn't expected
things to escalate like this. I didn't want to see these once-close relatives and uncles/aunts
arguing over my situation.
As a sensible person, I had to make a decision. I couldn't let this continue. I
should bear all the blame; consider it the consequence of my immaturity.
"Stop arguing!" Having made up my mind, I let go of my sister and stepped forward. This whole thing started because of me,
and it should end because of me. "Grandpa and Grandma, Grandpa and Grandma (pointing to Xiaohang's side), Uncle, Aunt, stop
arguing!" It's okay. It's not a big deal. So what if I lost my virginity? I've always
been the family's troublemaker, leading a group of kids in pranks since childhood. I'm notorious for causing trouble at home.
Virginity and all that—it's not that important to me. At this moment, I successfully
attracted everyone's attention. In the hall crowded with relatives and familiar faces, I scanned everyone, mustering
the courage I used to have when I played all sorts of pranks and caused trouble. "It's just a virginity, it's no big deal. Just
like Aunt Qiu said, you can get it repaired. There's no need for everyone to argue about it anymore.
Hey, Dad, Mom, let's go home?" Despite the tears falling, my tone was firmer than ever before.
Besides being the troublemaker at home, I was also a crybaby. If anything was unsatisfactory or didn't go my way
, I would cry.
My father and mother came over, without saying a word, and hugged me tightly. They didn't blame Xiao Hang for anything,
just as Xiao Hang's parents didn't blame me. My sister, my younger sister, and the other children were all
watched grow up by these elders. Even without blood ties, the bonds between people were already established
. Only then did everyone notice the crying children around them. The women—aunts
, uncles, and other female relatives—rushed over to take care of the children and also
shooed away the children who were watching from a distance to prevent further trouble. Things were already troublesome enough; they couldn't afford to make matters worse.
My words had an effect; everyone stopped arguing. But it wasn't as simple as I had imagined—people going home as they pleased
. Such a big incident had brought together so many people without a clear resolution. Not only
would my and Xiaohang's parents object, but even the elders, especially the older generation, wouldn't agree. The situation
was far more complex than I had imagined. "..." The men remained silent, some smoking, some drinking
, while the women took the children with them. Several aunts even secretly cried. This
was something they had never experienced before, not even the men. Perhaps this would be
a stain on the reputation of our Mo and Duan families.
"What a mess you've all made of! Look at you, you're not even as good as a little girl!" As the maternal grandfather and other
elders, Xiao Hang's maternal grandfather, having experienced the most and holding the highest position in both families, was chosen to speak
. His paternal grandfather, being less eloquent, gave the opportunity to his
in-laws. The old man's words intimidated everyone present; even though he had no blood relation to our family, no one dared to disobey
him. "Ling'er can't go back yet. This matter must be resolved. Guozhong (my father),
Qingyun (my mother), you two spend time with the child." Xiao Hang's maternal grandfather, Old Master Xia, addressed my parents,
then turned to the others.
"Everyone, think carefully about how to resolve this matter. Although Xiao Hang is still young, as members of the Duan family..."
"Our Xia family's descendants need to shoulder their responsibilities! Although Ling'er is already an adult,
you can't possibly not know how important a girl's first time is! Don't use things like 'openness' to explain; this old
man is adamant about this. In ancient times, a girl's first time was a matter of life and death;
we can't handle it carelessly." "I share the same view, just like my father-in-law." Xiao
Hang's grandfather, a former soldier, stubbed out his cigarette and said to Xiao Hang's parents, "Chengde, Xiaodan, although Xiao Hang is your
son, he is also my grandson, so whatever decision you ultimately make, I hope you won't have
too many thoughts." "Don't worry, Dad, we know." Xiao Hang's parents are experienced
people; they love Xiao Hang very much, but having watched me grow up, they also treat me like half a daughter
.
After addressing everyone, the old man turned to me. "Ling'er, this whole thing started because of you. If
it weren't for your foolishness, it wouldn't have ended up like this." He looked at me with a mixture of disappointment and frustration. "But
we've all watched you grow up, so we'll definitely give you an explanation."
"Really, it's not necessary, Grandpa Duan, all the grandpas, maternal grandpa, that's enough. Don't worry about me anymore
." I shook my head, telling the old men my thoughts. "That's how our generation is. We
don't value virginity too much anymore. Rather than having it taken away by those men, I'm already very fortunate to have given it to Xiaohang
. And like you said, Grandpa Duan, it's all my fault. Don't bother
everyone anymore. Besides, it's actually me who's sorry to Xiaohang, not Xiaohang who's sorry to me." I looked at
Xiaohang standing with my parents and gave him a smile that was more like a grimace.
"..." My words made Grandpa Duan pause, unsure of what to say. Despite his
many experiences, this was the first time he'd encountered something like this. Everyone fell silent, proceeding cautiously
, afraid to make a sound. The situation seemed to have reached a stalemate.
"Since Sister Lingling has wronged me, how about marrying me?" At this moment, when everyone was silent
, Xiao Hang released his parents' hands, quickly walked to me, squeezed
between them, gently embraced me, and smiled as he declared his vow to everyone. "Since
Sister Lingling said that, just marry me."
"...Pfft..." Someone spat out water while drinking. "Bang..." Someone else
fell to the ground in their chair. Everyone stared blankly at Xiao Hang and me. "You brat,
what are you saying!" Xiao Hang's father rushed forward, grabbing Xiao Hang's arm to pull him back.
But Xiao Hang stubbornly refused his father's advances, firmly holding onto my hand.
"How's it going, Sister Lingling? What do you think of my suggestion?" He asked me while struggling against his father,
his cute little face flushed red from the effort, his arms around me gripping tightly. I
didn't react to his question at all, just staring blankly at him.
"Chengde!" At that moment, Grandpa Duan suddenly spoke, his voice causing Xiao Hang's father to stop pulling Xiao
Hang away, looking at his father strangely.
Without his father's pull, Xiao Hang no longer needed to resist, but he didn't loosen his grip on my arm.
"Sister Lingling? Will you marry me?" The familiar little face before me asked
the question for the third time with concern. From the initial smile, to the later seriousness, and now to the concern, something inside me
was deeply touched. But I still didn't answer his question, didn't know how to answer
it, and didn't even know if I should answer it.
"You brat, do you know what you're doing? You're so young and already so precocious! Do you
even know what 'marrying you' means? You probably don't even know what marriage is!" Grandpa Xia, Xiao Hang's grandfather, stepped out from the crowd, trying to undermine
Xiao Hang's confidence. But a smile crept across his wrinkled face; he seemed to have thought of
something amusing.
"Of course I know! Don't underestimate me!" Xiao Hang smiled confidently at his maternal and paternal grandfathers .
"Like Grandpa said, in ancient China, there were
precedents of men who insisted on marrying girls they had taken advantage of. Am I right?" Xiao Hang asked his grandfather confidently.
"Heh, where did you hear that?" Grandpa Xia, a former soldier, laughed heartily , as if he'd stumbled upon something very interesting. He walked over to his son, 　　pushing him aside,
who was both amused and exasperated . 　　 "I read it myself from a book," Xiao Hang nodded seriously. "It's the book that Sister Lingling read to me." 　　"..." I was speechless at Xiao Hang's words. When I was in high school, I especially loved reading romance novels 　　, so I told them to Xiao Yi and Xiao Hang as stories, and then... 　　 "..." I felt people's gazes sweep across my face before settling on Xiao Hang, 　　expecting some more shocking statement. Although I was still heartbroken, my face involuntarily flushed. 　　 "And marrying me means that Sister Lingling will marry me and join our Duan family. If we follow ancient 　　customs, she will be called Madam Duan. If we follow foreign customs, she will take my 　　surname, Duan. She will live with me, build a family like Mom and Dad, have our own 　　child together, raise him to adulthood together, and..." Everyone stared blankly as Xiao Hang eloquently 　　explained the meaning of marriage. I never imagined I would experience so much in the future. 　　 The sorrow on the old people's faces gradually faded, replaced by relieved smiles. 　　Grandpa Xia and my maternal grandfather nodded repeatedly, while the grandmothers exchanged glances and smiled with contentment 　　. The uncles whispered among themselves, then chuckled quietly. Some aunts and 　　other women hurriedly pulled their children away, while others smiled approvingly. My father 　　loosened his grip on my shoulder, gently patted Xiaohang's shoulder, and looked at him encouragingly. My mother was about to say something…

At her father's prompting, she pulled her younger sister, who was still unaware of what had happened, to stand aside. Xiao Hang's grandfather
placed his hand on Xiao Hang's hair, ruffling it into a mess, but the smiles on their faces
were impossible to hide. I looked down at this little guy who barely reached my chest, never realizing that
the child holding me was already a brave and responsible little man. A warm current
flowed through his arms, so comforting, so reassuring.
"Wah..." I knelt on the ground, hugging Xiao Hang and crying loudly, crying without any restraint,
wanting to release everything in my heart at once. So wronged, so sad, so painful, so scared—
almost raped by a stranger, almost despairing, almost... "I'm so
scared... I'm so scared..." I cried out, holding Xiao Hang, pouring out all the pent-up emotions that had accumulated since that day
. I was terrified of being raped, terrified that my parents would abandon me, terrified that Xiao Yi would disown me, terrified that
I would never see Xiao Hang again, terrified that I would despair of the world.
"Lingling..." My mother wanted to come over to comfort me, but my father held her back, gently
shaking his head at her. "Lingling is crying because of Xiao Hang. Let Xiao Hang stay with her now." Only then
did everyone realize how I had endured these past few days, the fear and despair hidden beneath my forced smile . If it weren't for Xiao Hang, it wouldn't 　　be impossible for
something to happen to me somewhere in a few days . 　　 "Sister Lingling, don't cry anymore, you won't be pretty if you keep crying." Xiao Hang cupped my face, gently wiping 　　away my tears. His gentleness only made me cry louder. I wanted to vent everything, 　　to be myself again. No matter if Xiao Hang truly wanted to marry me now, I would wait for him to grow up and 　　marry him. Even if he fell in love with another woman later, I would definitely win him back. Xiao Hang held 　　my head in his arms, letting my tears soak his clothes. He was just a little kid, 　　just a primary school student, yet he already knew how to comfort others. 　　 Getting me to cry was already a victory; the older generation was very pleased. But crying 　　for too long was indeed a bothersome thing. At the elders' suggestion, my mother, Xiao Hang's mother, 　　and several other female elders who were very close to me came and comforted me for a while before I finally stopped. 　　"Sister Lingling, so, do you agree to marry me?" Seeing that I had stopped crying, although I was still sniffling with my red 　　nose, Xiao Hang confessed his feelings again. 　　 "You little rascal, that's enough! Don't bully my daughter!" The father, both angry and amused, stepped forward 　　, intending to give Xiao Hang a flick on the forehead. As the CEO of a large company, he admired and appreciated Xiao Hang 　　, but he couldn't just give in easily. He had to maintain appearances and project 　　the aura of a big boss, otherwise, how would he face his son-in-law in the future? However, Xiao Hang's father was no pushover either. As 　　a bureau chief in a government unit, Uncle Duan was also very authoritative. "What's wrong? Look how excellent my Xiao Hang is 　　, how is he bullying Xiao Lingling?" The two men abandoned their wives, one kicking the other, looking ready 　　to fight at the slightest provocation, yet their uncontrollable upward smirks added a touch of humor. 　　 Just as the two men were locked in their standoff, Xiao Hang released his grip on me, gently cupped my 　　face, and stared intently at me with burning eyes. "Will you say yes or no?" "Mmm..." With tears and snot still 　　streaming down my face, I smiled genuinely for the first time in days. Then, before anyone could notice, and before 　　I could react, before my two mothers could stop me 　　, Xiao Hang, mimicking a scene from TV, lowered his head and gently kissed my lips. 　　 "Hey! You little devil!" "You precocious brat!" The old 　　men and Xiao Hang's father, my father, all shouted in unison as they realized what was happening! And just like that, the decision was made 　　: I would marry Duan Yihang! Duan Yihang would marry Mo Ziling! 　　 A simple engagement ceremony was held three days later. In front of many relatives, following Western customs, 　　Xiaohang and I exchanged engagement rings and shared a vow 　　kiss witnessed by the elders… 　　 Later, due to frequent family business trips, and with Xiaohang's and my mutual request, Xiaohang could 　　stay at our house when Uncle Duan and Aunt Xia were not home. Our house is large enough that one more 　　guest wouldn't be a problem. However, for him to stay, we had to agree on three rules: First, before Xiaohang was fully grown 　　up, it was best not to do *that* kind of thing. (But this was broken on the day Xiaohang graduated from elementary school, and because 　　I would only come back every few months after I went to school, we only did it once a year. Even after graduation, when Xiaohang went to middle school, 　　it was still only once every few months.) Second, besides *that* kind of thing, although we were engaged, there were 　　still many things we should pay attention to. (As a result, on the very first night Xiao Hang moved in, they took a shower together and even 　　kissed.) Third, his studies couldn't fall behind; if his grades dropped, Xiao Hang would have to 　　go home by himself. After these three conditions were met, Xiao Hang, my sister Xiao Yi, and I moved in together... 　　" 　　 Mo Ziling!" With an angry voice, Xiao Luo, the sales manager of the company, appeared at the office door 　　, waving a document in his hand. "You idiot, are you trying to drive me crazy! The client's name is clearly xxx, 　　but you typed it as xxx, and the VIN is wrong too. It's supposed to be a 17-digit VIN, but you wrote 　　18 digits! Are you trying to drive me crazy?!" My colleagues in the office burst into laughter. Only I would do something so bizarre 　　, and I do it all the time. 　　 "..." I silently took the document from Xiao Luo's hand, looked at the client's name on it, and a black 　　line appeared on my face. Foreword... I work as an office clerk at this car dealership and also temporarily serve as an 　　internal trainer. Although I often make mistakes in my office work, I am quite capable when it comes to internal training.

It's not bad, considering the amount of time I spend online every day. This car dealership is
one of my father's businesses, a joint venture he started with others; he's one of the shareholders. Several of the company's leaders
know about my connection to the company, so even though I repeatedly make such basic mistakes, they
can only seem helpless. After all, I have connections, and the mistakes aren't serious.
"Luckily, I always read your reports. If I didn't, and just took them to
the leaders at the vehicle management office, they'd definitely reject me..." Mr. Luo expressed his dissatisfaction and anger,
but I knew he was already restraining himself. If it were someone else, it wouldn't just be talk; a fine would
definitely follow immediately. Even so, I gradually lost patience. While making small
mistakes is wrong, this shouldn't be the case. In short, I'm annoyed! The result of my dissatisfaction was…
After Mr. Luo finished speaking and left the office, I casually handed the document to Xiao Ying. “Can you do me a favor and help
me fix this? There’s an extra 4 in the VIN number. They’re all in the same place. You can delete any one of them.” As I
spoke, I skillfully picked up the phone.
“…” Seeing me dial that familiar number, everyone knew I was extremely
annoyed, and once I was annoyed… “Hello, this is Mo Ziling from the office. Notify all sales staff that there
will be overtime training after work this afternoon! Yes, including the leaders. Anyone who is absent will be fined 500 yuan.” If others make me unhappy
, I’ll make them unhappy too! Whoever bullied me just now, I will retaliate.
A few minutes later, a bloodcurdling scream echoed in the showroom, “Ah!!!! Mr. Luo, you’re such a jerk!!!”
“Mo Ziling!!! Don’t drag us into this!!!”…

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