【Completely Naked】(07) Author: liming609

Author: liming609
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Chapter 7

Xiao Sen initially didn't pay much attention to the duration. Having not released for over a week, coupled with
the torment of lengthy foreplay, he was already quite good at lasting a minute. Besides, for him, as long as he got the same result,
a shorter time wasn't a bad thing. After all, he was nearly fifty; although his energy was comparable to a young man's, his stamina
was far less than before. Continuous thrusting was quite tiring. If his partner wasn't willing to do anything else to share
the burden, he usually wouldn't let himself last more than five minutes.

But Ling Chen's subtle dissatisfaction puzzled Xiao Sen. First, she wouldn't allow him
to enter directly, stubbornly guiding him to do things that could increase her pleasure; then, as soon as he finished and lay down, she
slowly got up, grabbed her pajamas, went to the bathroom next door, and started flushing. Could more than half a year of
rest and recuperation really have made Ling Chen, who was always passive and almost apathetic, so sexually aroused?

Perhaps the old saying was true: "Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger." He had indeed neglected Ling Chen before
. Apart from her skills in bed, she was indeed a very competent and worthy wife. He needed to give her more
sweetness . Thinking this, Xiao Sen recalled the details of what had just happened and felt that everything was
reasonable, so he relaxed his doubts and smiled smugly. Fortunately, her desire was not strong enough to actively seek pleasure,
otherwise he might have been unable to resist. That slut Zhen Yan never stopped until she had drained him dry
.

Thinking of Zhen Yan, Xiao Sen couldn't help but feel annoyed again. He reached out and touched the headboard, bumping into the cold wall next to it. He then
remembered that the cigarettes were still on the coffee table in the living room. He hesitated for a moment, then put on his pajama bottoms, went out, lit a cigarette, and
turned on the TV.

Zhen Yan's phone had been switched off since he returned from Guangzhou. Desperate, Xiao Sen went to a hair salon and
randomly picked a shampoo girl who looked somewhat presentable. Unexpectedly, that slut had absolutely no professional skills or ethics;
she just lay on the bed and groaned incoherently, even after his repeated requests. She only gave him a few perfunctory moans, which left him very
dissatisfied, and he could only roughly finish his business. Before leaving, he
was mocked for not having enough money on him.

This made Xiao Sen, besides resentful of Zhen Yan, yearn to enjoy her skillful techniques and devoted service again, and
he resolved to find an opportunity to have a passionate encounter with her. However, more than a week passed, and Zhen Yan only
came to the hospital in the morning to make a brief appearance before leaving without saying a word to him, leaving Xiao Sen no chance to
arrange a time and place with her. Her phone was never on, and she didn't live at the school; she was clearly
intentionally avoiding him.

After Yuan Xiaoyin came Zhen Yan, and that senior girl who wanted to take the postgraduate entrance exam was still reluctant to show any weakness.
Did all these sluts arrange this beforehand? Xiao Sen took a drag of his cigarette angrily, his eyes fixed on the TV. If it weren't for the good news brought by
Dean Xie , he didn't know how long he would have been depressed. Once I'm in the dean's seat
and have money in my hands, let's see if they still dare to act so arrogantly. Damn it… Xiao Sen cursed under his breath, stubbed out his cigarette
in the ashtray, twisted it, and then leaned back on the sofa, exhaling a long puff of smoke. He might as well stay home for a while
and observe Liu Xin and Xiao Xue's progress. He could also give Ling Chen some more pleasure, and maybe even teach her a few tricks
to please men. Thinking of this, Xiao Sen turned around and looked at the bathroom door.

The milky white door was still closed, and the sound of water was still faintly audible, as if it would never stop.

Why is Ling Chen so persistent today? Even if she's always been clean, does she need to shower for so long?
Xiao Sen grew increasingly puzzled. He couldn't help but stand up and tiptoe to the door. After listening for a while, he hesitated before
sitting down at the dining table.

Judging from the temperature of the door, Ling Chen was likely taking a cold shower. She must be trying to suppress her
desire . As Xiao Sen thought this, he listened intently to the sounds coming from the bathroom, trying to find some clearer clues.
However, behind the door, all he could hear was the sound of water; he couldn't hear anything else. If he didn't
know Ling Chen was inside, Xiao Sen would have almost believed it was just because the tap was left running.

"Ling Chen."

"Ah, Lao Xiao, what's up?"

Ling Chen's voice was quite calm, without a trace of panic.

"Nothing. I was afraid you'd fallen asleep in there. Hehe..."

Xiao Sen's laugh was a bit dry. He wanted to say something more, but then felt it was inappropriate, so he swallowed and turned his gaze to
the television in the living room.

"How could that be? I'm particularly hot today, so I'm taking a longer shower,"

Ling Chen replied softly, then raised her voice. "It's getting late, you should go upstairs to sleep. I'll be done
showering and go to bed too."

"Oh, okay."

Xiao Sen hesitated before agreeing, deciding not to rush into it. He went upstairs, turned off the TV, and went
back to his bedroom.

But as Xiao Sen turned off the light and lay in bed, for some reason, the sound of water suddenly started again,
lingering in his ears and behind his head, much louder than twice as loud, making it difficult for him to fall asleep.

As time slowly passed, Xiao Sen gradually became uneasy.

Ling Chen had already showered for more than ten minutes, and then showered for another ten minutes. Even the strongest desire should have been washed away by now
. Was she just hiding inside to avoid seeing him? Was that necessary? Did she
hate him that much? Even if she was angry with him for not being satisfied, she could have easily sent him upstairs; there was no need to
waste tap water there. There must be something fishy going on. What kind of thing could it be? An affair? Impossible.
Most of the old men she'd been with were already impotent, and she wasn't a promiscuous
woman easily tempted. Besides, if she'd been having an affair, her desires would have been satisfied; she wouldn't need this kind of
cleansing .

Unless… unless… she'd encountered her former lover, perhaps even her first love. This
thought sent a chill down Xiao Sen's spine. He didn't want to believe it, but only this explanation
could account for Ling Chen's unusual behavior today. She'd met a former lover but hadn't crossed any lines, which was why her desires had surged
uncontrollably.

Xiao Sen couldn't sleep even more. But he didn't know who Ling Chen's lover was, or what they were doing.
In this situation, a reunion meant there was no way to find an effective solution. Besides keeping a closer eye on Ling Chen's
movements, he had no other immediate tasks.

He didn't know how much time had passed when Xiao Sen was startled awake by a rapid knocking on the door.

"Who is it?"

Xiao Sen hurriedly put down the girl's clothes and asked tremblingly.

The voice coming from outside was clearly that of his middle school principal, Principal Kong. "Xiao Sen, I know you're in there. Open the door!"

Xiao Sen became even more panicked. He nervously looked around, knowing he couldn't
hide or escape. The small room, less than three meters long and wide, contained only a table and a
straw mat. The small window in the wall had long been boarded up. But he looked around
again and again, as if each look would give him more confidence in dealing with the principal. The little girl beside him
could only cower in the darkness, sobbing.

"Don't make a sound,"

Xiao Sen snapped at her. She stopped abruptly, looked at him with eyes as vast as the ocean, and immediately burst into tears
again.

"Xiao Sen, if you don't open the door, I'll break it down!"

Principal Kong's stern voice boomed from outside the door.

Xiao Sen walked over tremblingly and pulled back the latch.

A bright flashlight beam slammed into his face like a thunderbolt, almost knocking him to the ground. "You little scoundrel,
you tricked a young girl into coming here to do bad things. I knew you weren't a good person, and now
you've been caught red-handed, the evidence is irrefutable, what do you have to say for yourself?"

"I...I didn't do anything bad. I just wanted to see..."

"See? See what? Do you think you can just look at girls like that? Isn't that indecent assault?"

The flashlight beam swirled around the room a few times before settling on the girl. "Luckily I arrived in time, otherwise
this beautiful young woman would have been ruined by you."

Seeing the principal's words, Xiao Sen became anxious. Indecent assault could get him executed at any time.
"I didn't mean to harm her. I just wanted to see her. I don't want to die."

His voice trembled with a hint of a sob as he finished speaking.

"Ha—so you know the consequences of being a hooligan, huh? I thought you were fearless.
Where did your usual staunch peasant air go? I really can't understand how hardworking, honest people could raise such
a hooligan like you."

"I'm not a hooligan, I'm not a hooligan."

Xiao Sen finally couldn't hold back his tears.

"Whether you are or not isn't up to you to decide. Only the police can tell."

Principal Kong said, grabbing his arm and dragging him outside. "Come on, let's go to the police station."

Xiao Sen struggled desperately, trying to break free from Principal Kong's grasp, but he hadn't expected this thin, pale-faced
scholar to possess such iron-like strength. In desperation, he gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and
secretly pulled an electrician's knife from his pocket. With his back to the principal, he bit it open with his teeth, then turned around and stabbed it hard in the middle of the white shirt.

Principal Kong's eyes widened instantly, and he collapsed to the ground in slow motion.

But the last words he uttered still burrowed into his mind like insects, churning
and swirling uncontrollably. "He who defiles another's wife and daughters will have his own wife and daughters defiled."

No, that's not right. That's not what he said! Xiao Sen opened his eyes in a cold sweat. He gasped for breath
before finally shaking off the dream and returning to his comfortable bed.

Those words were indeed not spoken by Principal Kong, but by a woman who had rejected him.

As for what the principal said, he couldn't remember at all. He might not have said anything at all, because
upon seeing the principal collapse to the ground, he was unable to speak or hear, and only knew to run for his life towards
the woods behind the house. When he returned after a year of wandering and three years of military service, he learned that Principal Kong had been beaten to death

by other students two years prior . Losing his sense of accomplishment and unable to vent his anger, Xiao Sen had considered causing trouble for Principal Kong's family, but after discovering that he was unmarried, had no children, and didn't even have a single relative, he had to abandon the idea. He certainly had the right to hate him. If Principal Kong hadn't repeatedly mocked his slowness due to his family's busy schedule preventing him from studying his primary school curriculum properly, he wouldn't have given up so easily, relying on his poor peasant background to repeatedly defy him to his face; if Principal Kong had been understanding of a boy's curiosity and hadn't made a big deal out of it by arresting him as a hooligan, he wouldn't have dropped out of school and become a vagrant, ultimately spending eight years in the army before finally getting the chance to study again. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Principal Kong ruined his life, so he had never regretted his actions. Many times, he even wondered why he hadn't stabbed him a few more times to kill him completely. Xiao Sen couldn't help but sigh. Just as he was about to get up and wash, that insect-like phrase echoed : "He who defiles another's wife and daughters will have his wife and daughters defiled by others." Was Principal Kong having a change of heart and sending him a dream to warn him? Xiao Sen smiled self-deprecatingly, shook his head, and went into the bathroom. Ling Chen certainly needed close monitoring, but he would never believe in ghosts or spirits, even if this dream vividly recreated long-forgotten events. Suddenly, Xiao Xue's reproachful voice came from downstairs. "Dad, hurry up! I'm going to be late!" Xiao Sen quickly took his toothbrush out of his mouth and shouted, "Ugh—what?" " Didn't I tell you we were going on a spring outing to climb Nanshan Mountain today? How could you forget?" "It's alright, it's alright." Remembering that he had to take Xiao Xue to school early, Xiao Sen quickly rinsed his mouth, washed his face , changed his clothes, and ran downstairs. Xiao Xue was already standing at the door in a t-shirt and shorts. "Why did you get up so late? Didn't Mom go upstairs to wake you?" "Really?" Xiao Sen looked at Ling Chen at the dining table with a puzzled expression. "I didn't hear you," Ling Chen glanced at him and said casually, "You answered me, I thought you were awake." "Maybe I was too tired yesterday. Hehe..." Xiao Sen chuckled, trying to defuse the situation, and walked towards the dining table, intending to grab something to eat. But before he could even pick up the glass of milk, Xiao Xue called out again, "Stop eating, it's too late. Let's go." Why didn't you wake me up sooner? Xiao Sen glared at Ling Chen, then looked at the alarm clock on the wall. He hesitated and said, "Why is it in such a rush? A few more minutes won't make a difference."

After saying that, he raised his glass and took a sip.

"It's too late,"

Xiao Xue said irritably. Seeing Xiao Sen still hesitating and unwilling to let go, she suddenly stormed off to the living room and
sat on the sofa. "Then you eat. I'm not going. Hmph!"

Xiao Sen had no choice but to stop, look at Ling Chen, and smile awkwardly. Ever since he agreed to Xiao Xue's exchange
conditions , he could no longer lose his temper with her. At first, he didn't want to, and later he didn't dare. Especially in
front of Ling Chen, he even had to avoid raising his voice. Otherwise, once Xiao Xue found an excuse to act difficult, the
two of them would team up, one giving him the cold shoulder and the other trying to persuade him, and it would never end until he "
admitted his guilt " and things returned to normal.

In this critical period, he needed to be even more careful and could not easily offend Xiao Xue.

"Old Xiao, you too, it's the same if you eat when you get back,"

Ling Chen said, somewhat exaggeratedly scolding him, as he went to the living room and pulled Xiao Xue's arm.
"Alright, your dad's not eating anymore, let's go."

Xiao Xue pretended to pry Ling Chen's hand away. "I'm not going, let Dad eat slowly. Humph!"

Ling Chen could only smile apologetically, "Alright, alright, why are you so angry? Besides, you're the sports and arts committee member,
how can you not go to an activity like this?"

After saying that, she gave Xiao Sen a few winks.

"Just say I'm sick. Even the sports and arts committee member can't not be sick."

Xiao Xue said, secretly glancing at him, then immediately turned back, pretending to look for the remote control.

Seeing his daughter's adorable actions, Xiao Sen's mind went blank, his heart softened, and he said gently, "Alright, alright, it's all
Dad's fault. First, I shouldn't have gotten up so late, keeping my precious daughter waiting; second, I shouldn't have forgotten the important task, troubling
my precious daughter to remind me; third, I shouldn't have insisted on eating breakfast, making my precious daughter angry. Is that alright?"

Seeing that he apologized so easily, Xiao Xue "humphed," finally stood up, turned back
to smile at Ling Chen, and walked towards the door with a stern face.

Xiao Sen gestured for Xiao Xue to come over, then glanced smugly at Ling Chen before following behind.

"Wait, Lao Xiao,"

Ling Chen called out, picking up the yellow backpack next to the sofa and the car keys from the coffee table, handing them to him.

As they exited the parking lot, the golden morning sun immediately filled the car, making Xiao Xue's curves appear even more exquisite.

Xiao Sen didn't need to turn his head to look; he could clearly imagine his daughter's bare thighs in the sunlight.
Those smooth, white, and slender legs, shrouded in a thin, light mist of down, always made Xiao Sen's heart
flutter . If Xiao Xue weren't his daughter, he might have stopped the car, pounced on her, and devoured her legs
.

Zhen Yan rarely rode in his car. She never wore those frayed denim shorts. Xiao Sen felt a pang of
regret. Although she was a few centimeters shorter than Xiao Xue and not as youthful, her slender, white legs
were comparable to Xiao Xue's. Under the bright sunlight, they would likely possess a completely different charm compared to their appearance in the darkness. An Zhao
and Yuan Xiaoyin, however, were different; the former was too plump, and the latter slightly dark-skinned. While these weren't necessarily flaws, they were
definitely unsuitable for this style of dressing, and might not ignite his impulse.

Thinking of this, Xiao Sen couldn't help but steal a glance at his daughter beside him. Seeing her looking seriously out the window,
his gaze immediately shifted downwards, tracing the barely noticeable curve of her legs, quickly landing on her dazzling thighs
.

Sure enough, she was exactly as he remembered. Xiao Sen secretly marveled at the wonders of creation, his gaze
sliding down, circling her lithe calves and nimble feet, before returning to the shadows.
Suddenly, his penis hardened; the dark line formed by her legs
together , resembled a large arrow, clearly guiding his gaze.

"I've gone astray!"

Xiao Sen's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly and forcefully turned his gaze back to the road ahead. Seeing that there were no other
cars , he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly turned the steering wheel back. Just as he was about to say something to ease the tension, Xiao Xue
asked, half-surprised and half-doubtedly, "Dad, what were you looking at just now?"

"Nothing. Just happy to see my daughter getting prettier and prettier. Hehe..."

Xiao Sen said, his laughter somewhat strained.

Xiao Xue gave an "Oh," glanced at his face twice, and said nothing more.

From the time Xiao Xue started school, Xiao Sen would occasionally feel aroused by his daughter's hugs and kisses. As she
grew older, his urges became more frequent and intense. For the next year or two, he
was constantly worried about possible incest and had to strictly forbid Xiao Xue from any overly intimate behavior with him.
At that time, he hadn't had a lover yet, and Ling Chen, who remained frigid after giving birth, or even became more frigid, always left his
desires unfulfilled. From this perspective, his infidelity was entirely justified. If it weren't for
An Zhao's proactive approach and self-sacrifice, and if he hadn't later managed to win over Yuan Xiaoyin and Zhen Yan respectively, he truly didn't know
what beastly acts he might have committed.

However, as long as it didn't translate into action, Xiao Sen didn't think having sexual fantasies about his daughter was such a
terrible thing. Didn't many experts say that most fathers have similar dark psychology? Isn't the world-
famous novel *Lolita* a literary interpretation of this dark psychology? He had even seen a movie,
French or Italian, about a father and daughter who, knowing their relationship, still insisted on living together for a long time.

After all, his daughter was so beautiful, and he was so energetic. Xiao Sen couldn't help but smile smugly,
turning to look at Xiao Xue and asking, "How's your weight gain going lately?"

Hearing her concern, Xiao Xue immediately forgot her earlier displeasure, gently frowning and saying with annoyance,
"Not much progress. I'm only 46.3 kilograms now, still a long way from my goal of 50 kilograms."

"Don't rush it. You're not old enough yet. What if you just gain fat without developing curves? That would be a problem.
Hehe ..."

"Mom says so too. But all my classmates are already much more shapely than me. And I'm still so thin."

They must not be virgins anymore. Xiao Sen thought to himself, but his face remained impassive. "
Different . Our family is a better breed, so we grow slower. Hehe... Your mom only started to
get shapely after she turned 20."

Xiao Xue nodded in agreement, finally smiling at him.

Xiao Sen's mood brightened even more.

However, as he watched his daughter get out of the car and walk into the school gate, turning the steering wheel to go home, that
worm -like phrase suddenly resurfaced in his mind, freezing his smile instantly.

"He who defiles another's wife and daughters will have his wife and daughters defiled by another."

Why couldn't he forget this half-classical, half-vernacular, half-literary saying? Xiao Sen thought to himself as
he slowly drove back the way he came. Fate is just a whore; the rich and powerful
can do whatever they want with her. There's no such thing as "karma never fails." Ling Chen's abnormality had
absolutely . As long as he closely monitored her for a while, he believed nothing would go wrong.

Xiao Sen tried to reassure himself, but a sudden thought still stunned him.
—Could it be that this phrase didn't mean retribution from fate, but rather that someone was deliberately trying to take revenge on him?

He had never "defiled" anyone's wife. Even the woman who rejected him was just
someone else 's fiancée. "Taking advantage of" someone else's daughter is somewhat understandable, but in this day and age, few
women can remain faithful to one man, and even fewer will remain faithful to one man. As long as it's not rape, taking advantage of someone else's
daughter is hardly a big deal. It's to be expected that Xiaoxue will be taken advantage of in the future. Since she
can't , she can only let someone else take advantage of her, as long as the person who takes advantage of her is willing to pay the price.
Didn't An Zhao, Yuan Xiaoyin, and Zhen Yan all receive sufficient compensation? During the time he took advantage of them, they didn't
even have proper boyfriends.

Xiao Sen became increasingly confused as he thought about it, so he quickly pulled the car over to the side of the road and calmed himself down.

If he included his girlfriend, the only suspects were Liu Xin and Yuan Xiaoyin's current fiancé.
Xiao Sen was always adept at using the process of elimination, and this time was no exception.

Liu Xin was relatively less suspicious. First, Liu Xin wasn't An Zhao's real boyfriend at the time. An
Zhao didn't reject Liu Xin's advances only to cover up their ambiguous relationship and fend off other men's advances.
Second, besides studying and researching, Liu Xin devoted almost all his time and energy to making money
, making it unlikely he knew about the entanglement between Xiao Sen and An Zhao. Finally, in the year since Liu Xin returned to Shenzhen,
he has treated Xiao Xue with care and Ling Chen with respect, showing no sign of wanting revenge. Otherwise, given Liu Xin
's current wealth, he wouldn't have waited so long.

Yuan Xiaoyin's suspicion is also relatively low. First, although he contacted
Yuan Xiaoyin , she didn't give him a warm welcome this time after their engagement. Second, Yuan Xiaoyin
is unlikely to proactively confess to her boyfriend, and he might not be able to uncover those events from three years ago.
Finally, they are about to get married and have children, so they wouldn't choose this time to challenge him. They do
n't have that much power either.

But, if it wasn't the two of them, who else could it be? Xiao Sen shook his head helplessly and pressed the accelerator.
After all that fuss, besides closely monitoring Ling Chen's movements, he still had nothing else to do immediately
. Of course, if Xiao Xue could quickly handle Liu Xin, he wouldn't need to worry about anything. That was
the right direction he should be focusing on.

Back home, Ling Chen was lying on the sofa armrest, half asleep. Seeing Xiao Sen push the door open, she looked up,
her eyes still blurry, and said, "You're back? The rice noodle rolls might be cold, do you want me to steam them for you?"

What time did she go to sleep yesterday? Xiao Sen wondered to himself, and casually said, "No need. They
taste . If you're sleepy, go back to your room and sleep for a while."

Ling Chen hummed in agreement, but didn't get up. She raised her head for a moment, then slowly lowered it again, and slowly
closed her eyes .

Under the bright sunlight, Ling Chen's unadorned face looked unusually rough. Her cheeks were soft and droopy, her eye bags
were puffy, and those daisy-like crow's feet were clearly clustered in the shadows of her hair, as if
she had finally had a chance to breathe some fresh air.

Xiao Sen involuntarily stopped and stared at Ling Chen, becoming more and more shocked by what he saw.

Her hair had lost its former luster, and her breasts had lost their former shape.
On her bare arms and calves, the skin was dry, the muscles were loose, and there were scattered dark spots and freckles. Underneath her clothes,
there were many obvious signs of aging. The proportions and beautiful
curves had completely collapsed. Was this the woman who had made his heart flutter last night?
Was this the wife he had always admired like a goddess? How long had it been since he had truly looked at her? A year, three years,
or ten years? Could the loss of vitality and the decline of beauty really be so rapid, so widespread, and so merciless
?

A feeling of shared sorrow gradually enveloped Xiao Sen. He had never been a sentimental man, but
at this moment , he was overwhelmed by a sudden wave of sorrow, almost unable to breathe. Yes, as Ling Chen's youth and
prime gradually transferred to Xiao Xue, his own strength, talent, and hard-earned fame and status
could only be tossed away in the void, leaving little trace for anyone to remember him by. In a sense,
his future was even more tragic than Ling Chen's. Because he had no son to inherit his mantle.

Xiao Sen walked laboriously to the dining table, sat down, and ate his rice noodle rolls listlessly, as if all
his strength had vanished.

He shouldn't have agreed to Ling Chen's request not to have a second child, much less agree to her sterilization.
Xiao Sen glanced back at Ling Chen, then immediately turned away, a look of annoyance on his face. Perhaps he should find someone else to bear
him a son. Who? Zhen Yan wouldn't do; she was too short, too weak, not
the type to bear children easily. She probably wouldn't agree to his request either. Yuan Xiaoyin was out of the question, and finding another woman on short notice wouldn't
be easy. After much thought, the plump and muscular An Zhao seemed the most suitable. Although she wasn't the prettiest,
a boy didn't need to be too beautiful.

With that thought, Xiao Sen quickly finished the remaining rice noodle rolls, hurried upstairs to his study, took a stack of letters from
a locked drawer, came out and bolted the door, then sat down at his desk and opened the first
envelope.

There was no phone number under the address. Xiao Sen was somewhat annoyed. He simply pulled out all the letters
, scanned them one by one, then again, before finally collapsing back in his chair in frustration.
What You could use email instead of a phone call; why write these outdated letters? Xiao Sen sighed helplessly.
After thinking for a while, Xiao Sen decided to write a few words and send them to her at school on Monday, urging her to come back.

Would An Zhao come back? Xiao Sen glanced at the messy letters on the table, suddenly feeling a little insecure.

After leaving in a fit of anger that year, An Zhao didn't send her first letter until early 1999. For the next two years,
she maintained a pace of about one letter a month. Although she had already divorced Liu Xin, she was clearly still afraid
of being read by others, so the content of her letters was always very simple and serious. She mainly talked about her own life and
work, rarely mentioning Liu Xin, as clean as if she were reporting her recent situation to a friend. Xiao Sen had to read them repeatedly
to find some genuine feelings that she hadn't been able to properly conceal between the lines. However, perhaps
because of the passage of time, perhaps because of improved skills, or perhaps simply because of his own fatigue
and indifference , those emotions gradually disappeared. To the point that later, Xiao Sen not only stopped replying, but he didn't even
bother to read them anymore.

How could he persuade her? Would she be willing to be a single mother? "Could Liu Xin have heard
something ?" Xiao Sen lit a cigarette, took a couple of deep drags, and turned his gaze to the sky outside the window. If she agreed,
their son would become an American, which would indeed kill two birds with one stone. Thinking of this, Xiao Sen couldn't help but
feel a little smug. Whatever, he'd just have to get her back from America first.

"Ring—"

The sudden ringing of the phone startled Xiao Sen. Could it be An Zhao calling? It couldn't be such a coincidence, could it?
She didn't even know this phone number. Xiao Sen chuckled self-deprecatingly and picked up the receiver.

"Hello—"

"Old Xiao? It's me, Lao Xie."

So it was this guy. Was he trying to make me treat him to a meal again? Thinking this, Xiao Sen's tone became
somewhat contemptuous. "Dean Xie, what's up? Looking for a drink again? Are you sober from yesterday?
Hehe ..."

"Not at all, how could I possibly drink as much as you? I'm still feeling the effects of yesterday."

Old Xie's stern voice made Xiao Sen hesitate for a moment, then he quickly said respectfully, "
What ? I just have a lot of energy, nothing compared to your stamina."

"Well, alright, let's get serious. I don't remember if I reminded you yesterday, so I'm calling
to remind you again."

Old Xie paused, and before Xiao Sen could reply, immediately continued, "You absolutely mustn't mention that matter to anyone
. Even someone you trust completely must get my approval first. Also, our
main task this month is to find out if the higher-ups intend to send 'parachuted' agents, and do everything in our power to prevent
it from happening. School activities are temporarily suspended."

"Yes, yes. I understand. You already reminded me yesterday. But it's only right to remind you again.
Better safe than sorry. Hehe..."

Xiao Sen smiled ingratiatingly, secretly resenting the old man's meddling.

"It's good that you know."

Old Xie pondered for a moment, then said, "Have you started doing anything yet?" "

I was just looking into the situation of those old classmates and comrades-in-arms, planning to make a few calls in a while
to sound things out."

As Xiao Sen spoke, he quietly pulled over his business card book, deliberately flipping through it noisily.

Old Xie finally cheered. "You're really quick. Hehe... But there's no need to be so early. Today is
Saturday , those people are probably still in bed dreaming with their mistresses. We can't disturb them."

Did you even need to tell me that? Damn it... Xiao Sen cursed inwardly, but his tone became even more respectful. "Yes, you're right.
Otherwise, I might have really made a big mistake."

"You're really used to being careless. Heh... How about this, in the future, whenever you want to do something,
try to discuss it with me first, just in case."

Damn it, old Xie, what kind of person do you take me for? Screw you! Xiao Sen got angrier and angrier,
almost throwing the phone away. "Yes, yes. I was just thinking of asking you for your guidance at any time."

"Hmm. Alright. I'm still a bit tipsy, I need to go catch some sleep. You go ahead with your work,
just let me know if there's any progress."

"Don't worry, I won't cause any trouble for you."

Hearing the "click" sound on the other end, Xiao Sen slammed the phone down. Still not satisfied, he
picked up his business card book and slammed it hard on the floor with a loud "bang."

Following old Xie slowly upwards, he was filled with humiliation. It took a while for Xiao Sen to calm
down . He still needed to deal with Liu Xin as soon as possible. He couldn't possibly refuse his father-in-law's request, could he? With his connections,
securing him a lucrative position as an executive director of a listed company would be a piece of cake. What was there to miss about this lousy dean
?

Xiao Sen hastily gathered the letters and envelopes, locking them in a drawer. He opened the door, went downstairs, and woke Ling Chen.

"Call Liu Xin and tell him we bought a few pounds of top-quality abalone today. Invite him over to try Xiao Xue
's cooking."

Ling Chen, still half-asleep, stared blankly for a while before saying, utterly bewildered, "Xiao Xue isn't coming home
for . Besides, she can't even fry eggs properly, when will she learn to cook abalone?"

Xiao Sen paused, then couldn't help but laugh. "Then let him come tonight. It'll save me time to go buy it. It
's okay if Xiao Xue doesn't know how; she can demonstrate first, and we can learn slowly later."

[To be continued]

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