【Xiao Meng】(07) 【Author: Demon(w1985jc)】

Author: demon (w1985jc)
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Chapter Seven

On the morning of National Day, Xiao Wan sent Gu Bei a text message: "Happy Wedding." Just those four words, no
name left . His name was already saved in her phone's contacts, but he hadn't saved hers.
Before parting, they added each other on QQ, but both said they wouldn't use their old QQ accounts unless necessary.
They registered new accounts, not wanting to disturb each other, and each started their new lives.

Gu Bei saw the text message, but was too busy to reply. After a long day, he was too tired to reply. The past
relationship, no matter what, should be left in the past. Now he was someone else's husband, and they would soon
have their own child, who was the most important person to him.

Thanks to Gao Chang's connections and her own hard work, Xiao Wan's career has been incredibly smooth.
In less than , her salary is already more than double the city's average. With the money Gao Chang gives her each month, she's
accumulated enough for a down payment on a house. Xiao Wan is quite satisfied with her current situation. With a net income of over
20,000 yuan , plus rent, gas, and living expenses covered by Gao Chang, plus various shopping cards, she doesn't want
to burden herself with a mortgage. Besides, as a girl, she doesn't need to shoulder that responsibility alone.

Autumn turned to winter.

On Thursday afternoon, Xiao Wan received a call from An Su, whom she hadn't seen in a long time. An Su told her she had a boyfriend,
a professional basketball player. Xiao Wan asked gossipily, "That's great! Is he tall? Is he handsome?" An
Su laughed smugly on the other end of the phone, "Let's have dinner together Saturday night! I'll introduce you!" "Okay, but
why not Friday?" Xiao Wan asked with a laugh. "They have a game in Benxi on Friday, and they'll rush back to Dalian on Saturday.
We'll meet tonight, and I'll introduce you to someone, hehe." An Su smiled mischievously. Xiao Wan, hearing her tone,
seemed to understand something, and her heart skipped a beat. She said, "You little rascal, you're teasing me again."
Xiao Wan was a year older than An Su, and their tone of voice was like that of older and younger sisters. "Oh, I'm busy here,
I have to go now, see you the day after tomorrow afternoon." The two hung up the phone and went about their business.

At six o'clock on Saturday afternoon, An Su arranged to meet Xiao Wan at the Naqi Bar in Zhongshan Square. An Su and her boyfriend Lin Qi
had already arrived and chose a place to sit down and wait for Xiao Wan and Lin Qi's teammates. Mo Xiao Wan arrived at 5:50. As soon as she entered
, An Su saw her and invited her to sit down. Mo Xiao Wan went over, and An Su introduced her boyfriend to her: "Xiao Wan, this is
my boyfriend Lin Qi, a member of the Liaoning basketball team." Then, turning to Lin Qi, she said, "Mo Xiao Wan, my college friend, isn't she pretty?"
Lin Qi greeted her with a smile, and Xiao Wan responded politely. She was beautiful, Lin Qi thought to himself. Although not as stunning as his girlfriend An
Su, she possessed a unique, classical, and gentle charm, like
a character from a classical painting or novel. Xiao Wan sat down, and An Su checked the time and asked Lin Qi, "It's six o'clock! When is your friend coming?"
Lin Qi took out his phone and said, "I'll call him and ask." The other end said he'd be there in half an hour. At 6:30,
Lin Qi asked again, and he said he'd be there at seven. At 7:10, a handsome, trendy man with a spiky hairstyle finally walked in
, dressed in a red and black Nike tracksuit and matching sneakers. "Sorry everyone, I'm late. I didn't expect the traffic to be so bad on
a Saturday ." Actually, it wasn't traffic; an hour earlier, he'd been having sex with his temporary girlfriend. The man
's name was Xie Haoyang, a local from Dalian, and Lin Qi's teammate. His father owned a stone factory, making him a true rich
second-generation. He played basketball partly out of hobby, but more importantly, he genuinely had the talent. Otherwise, no matter how rich you are, even if you
could buy a basketball team, you couldn't become a professional player. What's remarkable is that Lin Qi and Xie Haoyang are not only physically imposing
but also handsome.

Xie Haoyang sat down next to Mo Xiaowan. Through An Su's introduction, the two became acquainted. He was 191
centimeters tall, born in 1980, six years older than Mo Xiaowan. The four young people ordered drinks, some
fried snacks, fruit platters, and dried meat, and chatted happily. Mo Xiaowan was curious about how An Su met this athletic handsome guy,
so she asked her. "Would you believe me if I said we met at the Qiancheng Garden Street Basketball Court?" An Su told Xiaowan while sipping
her cocktail . "I don't believe you. You never went to the basketball court during your four years of university," Xiaowan
said with a gentle smile. Xie Haoyang glanced at this classically elegant girl. Although the people around him changed frequently,
girls with Mo Xiaowan's temperament were truly rare. "We really met there, you can ask Lin Qi if you don't believe me." "Yes,
An An is telling the truth. We didn't have training that day, a few friends and I went out to have fun. She was watching from the sidelines, and we
noticed her. After the party, I went to talk to her, and that's how we met." "Really?" Mo Xiaowan laughed, her
eyes wide. "Isn't this a plot from an idol drama? It actually happened to someone I know!" She
looked at the sweet couple across from her, feeling incredibly envious. She forgot that what happened to her was more dramatic than any TV series or novel,
and even more unbelievable in real life.

Mo Xiaowan and Xie Haoyang gradually became acquainted over drinks. The four of them chatted happily. There was a show at the bar
starting , and the four young people didn't leave until almost 11 pm. An An and Lin Qi
left together, while Xie Haoyang offered to take Xiaowan home. Xiaowan declined, saying she had driven herself there. "You've drunk
so much, isn't it inappropriate for a girl like you to drive home by yourself?" "It's okay, I can hold my liquor. Besides, you
drank too, didn't you?" Xiaowan said, smiling at him with her eyes crinkled. "We're used to it, are you sure you don't need
me to take you?" "No, thank you." Xie Haoyang didn't insist anymore: "Okay, take care,
drive slowly, call me when you get home." "Okay." Xiao Wan said goodbye to Haoyang, got into her car, and drove
away . He watched her taillights disappear into the distance, a feeling of joy washing over him. This girl was nice,
different from those flashy girls, worth loving.

On New Year's Day 2011, Gao Chang still couldn't be with Xiao Wan, but it didn't matter. The
man who was willing to protect her and give her happiness appeared. That's right, it was Lin Qi's teammate, Xie Haoyang. On the last day of 2010,
he and Xiao Wan had dinner together, watched a movie, and then went to People's Square around 10 pm. In the snowy
outdoors he stood behind her. With a 25-centimeter height difference, Xiao Wan looked so petite and delicate. He held her close, and they squeezed
into the crowd to watch the fireworks and wait for the New Year to arrive.

When the New Year's bell rang, Xie Haoyang held the girl even tighter in his arms and whispered in her ear:
"Mo Xiaowan, I like you. Be my girlfriend." Xiaowan felt sweet inside and wanted to say yes, but she didn't answer
because the crowd was too noisy. Seeing that she didn't answer, Haoyang moved closer to her face and said, "Xiaowan, be my
girlfriend ." This time, he dropped the sex and the tone of negotiation. Mo Xiaowan turned her cheek to the left,
and their eyes met. She answered him, "Yes, I do." Haoyang smiled. One word would have been enough.
Why did it have to be four? She was indeed an interesting girl.

The New Year's bells finally rang at midnight. After the people celebrated with fireworks, they dispersed. Xiaowan got into Haoyang's
Range Rover and drove away. "Want to go to a bar?" "Okay." She liked Haoyang. She thought this
boy very sunny. Unlike Gu Bei, who was cautious and rigid, basketball player Xie Haoyang was very sunny and happy. He could
pass on his optimism and positive energy to her. Since May 2009, Xiaowan hadn't been as
happy . She felt that God had made her suffer enough and finally given her the right person and the love she wanted. Wait,
what kind of "suffering" did she endure? Aside from that initial ordeal, what other suffering did she suffer? If she didn't suffer continuously,
then where does the claim that she's had enough suffering in the past two years come from? The suffering she endured later was like the forced marriage trials that Pigsy described Tang Sanzang
faced to the West—something Pigsy couldn't even imagine. Mo Xiaowan's hardships are what many girls
want to experience but don't have the chance to, want to experience but can't bear the "suffering." Beside him, she could drink without worry, without
fear of being hurt. After drinking too much, she nestled against Haoyang and cried, whether from joy or from thinking of
Gu Bei, whom she would never change for the rest of her life, it was unclear. At two in the morning, he took her back to his upscale apartment, and she didn't
leave .

On New Year's Day 2011, Gao Chang still couldn't be with Xiao Wan, but it didn't matter.
The man who was willing to protect her and give her happiness appeared. That's right, it was Xie Haoyang, Lin Qi's teammate. On the last day of 2010,
he and Xiao Wan had dinner together, watched a movie, and then went to People's Square around 10 pm. In the snowy
outdoors , he stood behind her. With a 25-centimeter height difference, Xiao Wan looked so petite and delicate. He held her close, and they squeezed
through the crowd to watch the fireworks and wait for the New Year.

When the New Year's bell rang, Xie Haoyang hugged the girl even tighter and whispered in her ear,
"Mo Xiao Wan, I like you. Be my girlfriend." Xiao Wan felt sweet inside and wanted to say yes, but she didn't answer
because the crowd was too noisy. Seeing that she didn't answer, Haoyang moved closer to her face and said, "Xiao Wan, be my
girlfriend ." This time, the sex was gone, and the tone of negotiation was gone too. Mo Xiaowan tilted her cheek to the left,
their eyes meeting. She answered him, "Yes, I do." Haoyang smiled. One word would have sufficed;
why the need for four? She was indeed an interesting girl.

The New Year's bells finally rang at midnight. After the revelry of fireworks, people dispersed, and Xiaowan got into Haoyang's
Range Rover and drove away. "Want to go to a bar?" "Okay." She liked Haoyang. She found this
boy very sunny. Unlike Gu Bei's cautious and rigid nature, basketball player Xie Haoyang was incredibly cheerful and optimistic. He could
transmit his optimism and positive energy to her. Since May 2009, Xiaowan hadn't been this
happy . She felt that God had made her suffer enough and finally bestowed upon her the right person and the love she desired. Wait,
what "suffering" had she endured? Aside from the initial hardship, what other suffering had she endured? If she hadn't suffered continuously,
where did the claim of having suffered enough in the past two years come from? The suffering she endured later was like the forced marriage ordeals Tang Sanzang
faced on the West, something Pigsy could never even imagine. Mo Xiaowan's hardships were something many girls
longed to experience but never had the chance to, something they couldn't bear. Beside him, she could drink without
fear of being hurt. When she drank too much, she nestled against Haoyang and cried, whether from joy or from thinking of
Gu Bei, the man she would never forget. At 2 AM, he took her back to his upscale apartment, and she didn't
leave .

After dating Xie Haoyang for over a month, before the Spring Festival, Xiaowan felt it was time to say goodbye to Gao Chang. In fact, over the past
two years , she had developed an attachment to him, even love. The initial hurt had been
made up for by his both material and emotional kindness. Perhaps for some people, there's no problem money can't solve, except for birth, aging,
sickness . Gu Bei would always exist in the deepest part of her heart. She truly loved Xie Haoyang, but if Gao Chang
didn't have a family or divorced his wife now to marry her, she would be willing to be the stepmother of his child. But he wouldn't. Now she
had met a handsome, wealthy, and kind young man, and she had no reason to continue with Gao Chang.

For the past two years of their relationship, Gao Chang had mostly been the one to initiate contact. This time, after their breakup, she was the one who took the initiative to invite Gao Chang out. A Western
restaurant, candlelight and red wine.

"Xiao Wan, why did you have time to ask me out today?" Gao Chang asked with a smile. "Uncle, I've never been
busy, have I? I only ask you out because I'm afraid you're busy," Mo Xiaowan pouted and said coquettishly. Gao Chang smiled and said, "Alright, alright,
you always have a point." "Uncle, this meal is on me," Xiaowan said cheerfully. "What's going on today? You
're both asking me out and paying the bill?" "Because this might be the last time we see each other," Mo
Xiaowan filled with sadness. This statement took Gao Chang by surprise, and disappointment instantly filled his old face: "
What Xiao Wan? Why are you suddenly saying such things?" Mo Xiao Wan lowered her head, not daring to look at Gao Chang, and her voice was as soft as
a mosquito on a summer night: "Because, I have a boyfriend." After he finished speaking, his face was completely devoid
of smiles , filled with disappointment, dissatisfaction, and even a little anger. "Having a boyfriend doesn't stop us from seeing each other, right? It doesn't stop
us being like before, right? Can he treat you the same way I do (materially)?" Xiao Wan kept her head down, like
a little girl who had done something wrong: "I don't know, but he likes me, and I like him too. On New Year's Eve, he
said he liked me and wanted me to be his girlfriend, and I agreed. We've been together for over a month now." Upon hearing this
, Gao Chang was furious, as if he had been cuckolded: "Mo Xiao Wan, you! How could you do this to me!
Tell me, what have I done wrong to you? You went to see other men behind my back! Tell me, what does he do!"
Xiao Wan kept her head down, her voice barely audible: "He's an athlete, a basketball player." "Oh, so he's all brawn
and no brains." Gao Chang sneered, "Can he satisfy your ever-growing sexual desires and your appetite?"
Xiao Wan finally looked up, her expression filled with affection and a hint of resentment: "Uncle, it's not what you think. We truly
like each other. He can give me a future, can you? What he can give me, can you give me?" As she spoke, her beautiful eyes...
Her eyes welled up with tears again. Looking at her, his heart ached. She was saying that besides money and fulfilling
her material needs, he couldn't give her anything else, nothing a woman truly desires. He let out a long sigh,
picked up his glass, and took a sip.

Their farewell dinner wasn't pleasant. He didn't want to lose her youthful beauty; he hadn't had enough fun, hadn't loved
enough. She didn't want to lose him either—the first man to enter her body, who had taken such good care of her, even
like a father, with tender affection. Besides, he was incredibly generous to her, far more so than
Xie Haoyang . However, she didn't want to, and couldn't, continue being
someone else's mistress while dating another man. She didn't want to, she couldn't, so she had to painfully separate from Gao Chang, focusing on being Xie Haoyang's devoted
little bird, hoping he would give her a bright and beautiful future.

The two left the restaurant and went their separate ways. A few days later, Xiao Wan received a sum of money from Gao Chang as a breakup fee,
his final compensation for the two years she had slept with him. He told her that if she was unhappy, she was welcome to come back anytime;
he would give her anything except marriage. Xiao Wan read the message and tears streamed down her face again. She didn't know if it was gratitude,
regret, or heartache. He had raped her, kept her as a mistress, and she had fallen in love with him. She desperately wanted to marry him, even if it meant not
having her own children, even if it meant just being someone else's stepmother. But she couldn't have it. On a cold winter's city street,
Mo Xiao Wan drove the first car he had ever bought for her, tears streaming down her face.

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