A stepmother who is utterly despicable

After taking a shower, my stepmother was still fast asleep. I had just covered her with the blanket, and now she was curled up in a ball again, her long, beautiful legs completely exposed, and her cleavage barely concealed. Her face, flushed, was slightly furrowed, as if in pain, looking pitiful and heartbreaking. I sighed, went to the bedside table, and called the hotel front desk to order breakfast. Before leaving, I sent my stepmother a text message, a simple sentence telling her she didn't need to go to work today. After last night's frenzy, she probably didn't have the energy to go to work. Sometimes I have to admit, I'm a little confused about myself. Even though I've already slept with Wang Qingxia, I haven't regretted it at all, nor have I changed my opinion of her. Yet, I still feel a little sorry for her. But anyway, what's done is done, there's no need to dawdle. I can just treat her better in the future. This is my true feeling now, a tiny promise to her, even if I can never say it aloud. But when I opened the door, I saw a completely different scene. I looked like an idiot as my stepmother, Wang Qingxia, and her best friend sat on the living room sofa, laughing and joking non-stop. The coffee table, the bookshelves, the refrigerator, even the kitchen were all lit with candles—the kind of red candles, unbelievably romantic. Wang Qingxia was happily munching on a bag of potato chips, while her friend, whom I call Aunt Xu, had a lollipop in her mouth. The scene was damn harmonious. The first to react was her best friend, Aunt Xu. She glanced at me first, then said to my stepmother, "Qingxia, your son's back?" My stepmother looked up at me, dressed in her pajamas, and got up to go to the door to get me a pair of slippers to change into. Then she smiled and said, "Why are you so late? You didn't climb the stairs, did you?" I bent over, panting, and said, "If I didn't climb the stairs, did I fly up?" My stepmother seemed a little embarrassed. She chuckled, "Have you eaten? I'd like to get you something to eat." "No need, you can do your own thing!" As I was about to go back to my room, Aunt Xu complained, "Xiaoming, how can you talk to your mother like that? Your mother just told me you're very obedient." I sneered inwardly, "Obedient in bed, huh!" But on the surface, I pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Aunt Xu, you've misunderstood. I was just too tired from climbing the stairs, and I really did eat out." Aunt Xu, whose figure and face seemed to exude a seductive charm, chuckled. "Then come sit down for a bit, chat with me?" I thought for a moment, then slowly walked over. Actually, I really wanted to chat with her in bed! Aunt Xu's real name was Xu Qing. She was a widow who had lost her husband and was raising her four- or five-year-old daughter alone. Her husband used to be very wealthy and quite famous in Wuhan, but since his death, everyone had started eyeing his wife. Some eligible bachelors and high-ranking officials all wanted to climb into her bed and ravage her. A widow—just the word "widow" was enough to make many men fantasize, especially a beautiful young woman like her who still had her charm and exuded a seductive aura. Who the hell wanted to possess her! I sat down in front of her, my eyes unconsciously glancing at the spectacular view of her chest. She was wearing a sundress today, and the cleavage was so eye-catching I almost got a nosebleed. My stepmother sat next to me and pinched my thigh hard. Xu Qing, who was clearly an experienced woman, acted as if nothing was wrong, giggling, "Xiaoming, what are you looking at? Go look at your mother, why are you looking at me? Your mother's not any younger than me!" I pretended to laugh, but inwardly I was cursing: "Your mother, your mother" all the time! You said she's my mother, how the hell can I just look at her like that? Of course, in reality, I haven't even kissed her, let alone looked at her. My stepmother rolled her eyes at her best friend, Xu Qing, and said irritably, "What are you saying? Don't set a bad example for the child." Xu Qing covered her mouth and chuckled, deliberately puffing out her chest in front of me, "That's right, your son is outrageous! He dared to take advantage of me, and not only that, but he did it secretly! What kind of man is that? Can't he be more open and honest?" I almost spat out blood! "Alright, be serious, okay? Stop stirring up trouble all the time," my stepmother complained. Xu Qing ignored my stepmother. She grabbed my hand and smiled, saying, "Is Xiaoming bored at home during summer vacation?" I was confused. "I'm not bored at all." Xu Qing said "Oh" and then fell silent. Just then, the power came back on. I stood up and blew out all the candles, then sat on the sofa to watch TV. My stepmother, Wang Qingxia, and Xu Qing continued chatting about things that best friends talk about: beauty, shopping, designer bags, Zhang Ailing—they were really engrossed in their conversation. Judging from the way they were talking, Xu Qing probably wasn't planning on going home tonight. "I think marriage really is a walled city. Once you're inside, you'll find that romantic love is strangled by reality, especially after you have children!" Xu Qing said, seemingly struck by a sudden realization. "You know my situation. I can't really escape this cage I've built for myself!" My stepmother added, making a very meaningful remark. Xu Qing seemed to possess a soft, alluring quality that could easily arouse a man's desire. She chuckled and asked my stepmother, "Do you know which woman I like the most?" "Probably the one who said, 'Life is a magnificent robe, crawling with fleas,' right?" I interjected. Xu Qing snapped her fingers and winked, "So clever!" My stepmother asked me, somewhat surprised, "You read Eileen Chang's novels too?" I chuckled, "To understand women, you have to understand Eileen Chang first. That's why many men, like you women, are madly infatuated with her?" My stepmother said "Oh," seemingly understanding. Xu Qing continued, "But once you understand, you'll find that you don't actually understand women at all, right?" "Then you're wrong. I'm different from others." Xu Qing became interested and asked again, "Then tell me how I'm different?" "It'll lose its charm if I tell you. You'll find out later!" "I deliberately kept you in suspense; the whole 'different' thing was just nonsense. I haven't even read more than two of Eileen Chang's novels, but women only have a few interests, right? You can guess anything with a random guess. My stepmother seemed quite unhappy about my flirting with Xu Qing, but she didn't know what to say. Xu Qing, whose curiosity I had piqued, couldn't stop, reciting classic quotes from Eileen Chang, giving me a headache, and all I could do was mumble and agree. Around midnight, Xu Qing suddenly became serious. She came over and sat down next to me, saying earnestly, 'Xiaoming, could Auntie ask you for a favor?' I frowned slightly, staring at her delicate, snow-white neck, and asked, 'What is it?' Xu Qing placed her slender, white hands on my shoulders and said, 'It's like this, Auntie is usually quite busy at work, so I was thinking of having you play with my daughter, Xin'er, when you have some free time. You know, my daughter gets quite bored at home during summer vacation.'" "I said, embarrassed, 'Isn't this inappropriate?'" "What's inappropriate about it? If it really doesn't work, Auntie can just pay some money. It's the same as giving money to someone else, right?'" Xu Qing continued relentlessly. To be honest, I had absolutely no interest in her fierce daughter. I remember that little brat almost cut off my manhood a while ago; that one time really scared me. You wouldn't believe it, that little girl is just as curious as her mother. When I take her to the park, she follows me to the toilet and even asks me, "Why do you pee standing up?" "Sorry, Auntie, I might not have that much time!" I politely declined. Xu Qing immediately became unhappy. "Xiaoming, do you hate us, mother and daughter?" I bent down and smiled wryly, "Really not!" "Then just agree!" Xu Qing pressed her advantage, getting closer and closer until her large breasts almost touched my nose. I slowly moved away, about to refuse her again, when my stepmother smoothed things over, saying, "Xiaoming, you don't have much to do at home anyway, why don't you agree to your aunt's offer? You can go about your business, it's not like you have to go with her every day." "That's right, that's right, if you agree, your aunt will buy you a DSLR camera when you go back to school, haven't you always wanted one?" Xu Qing tempted me again. "How did you know I wanted a DSLR camera?" "Your mom told me? She was going to buy one for you when we went shopping last time, but then she thought it was too expensive, so she didn't. Your aunt will buy it for you next time! How about it?" I looked at my stepmother with some surprise, "Okay, I agree, but forget about the DSLR." My stepmother chimed in, "That's right, it's not like we don't have money, we don't need you to buy it!" After we made the agreement, I stood up and went back to my room. I didn't want to be with that beautiful young woman, Xu Qing, anymore; I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself and would pounce on her like a hungry tiger. I don't know what they were talking about, but I sat in my room and played...Half an hour into the game, my stepmother, dressed in casual home clothes, silently entered my room. I glanced up at her and saw her looking at me with a mocking gaze and a smile on her lips. "Trying to sleep with Xu Qing too?" my stepmother whispered from behind me. I immediately cursed, "You're crazy!" "Oh, turning your back on me so quickly? You men think you can hide your little schemes from me?" I ignored her and continued playing the game, but that bitch Wang Qingxia didn't give up. She bent down and wrapped her arms around my neck from behind, her breath sweet as orchids as she whispered in my ear, "Darling, shouldn't you be nicer to me?" My heart skipped a beat, and my hands stopped playing the game. My stepmother kissed me on the cheek, then on the neck. She said, "What? Still no reaction? You were so energetic last night, you've made me unable to walk today." "Woman, stop teasing me!" My stepmother stood up and sat on my lap, her arms still around my neck, her eyes full of seductive allure. "I'm here to tease you, is the game more fun than me?" I couldn't take it anymore. I stood up, still holding her, but forgot I was wearing headphones. As I turned around, the headphone cord pulled the computer out and smashed it on the floor. But at that moment, I didn't care about a computer, or even a lump of gold. I took the headphones off my neck, threw her on the bed, and roared, "Woman, I'm going to torture you to death today!" "Haha, I'm waiting for your favor!" She's shameless beyond shame! That's all I can say! When it was over, we were still entangled. Wang Qingxia seemed to have a lot of energy today. She brought me an ashtray and then leaned back on the sofa in silence. I smoked, not knowing what to say. People say they regret sleeping with women they don't like, but I felt no regret at all. "What do you think of Xu Qing?" my stepmother suddenly asked out of the blue. I frowned. "Why are you asking this? What do you mean?" "Just tell me your impression of her!" "She's quite pretty, and so far, she doesn't seem too bad-hearted. As for whether she's the kind of person with a heart of stone, I don't know!" I told the truth. My stepmother sneered, "Just a stinking bitch. Don't be fooled by her appearance!" I chuckled, "It's true what they say, you have to be careful of your best friend!" "Do you have some kind of psychological desire for her?" my stepmother nestled in my arms, stroking my chest with both hands, and asked gently. I was in a pretty good mood, but her words infuriated me. I pushed her away and snapped, "If you have any ideas, I can never see her again. Do you really think I'm the kind of animal that thinks with my lower body?" "Isn't that right?" "Say what you want, just don't even think about having affairs with other women!" My stepmother continued to cling to me, saying seductively, "So you're reluctant to part with your sister?" "I just don't want your woman to be in someone else's bed, that's all!" "You're just being hypocritical!" I admitted she was right, but my stubborn nature wouldn't allow me to compromise, so I didn't answer her. After a moment of silence, I suddenly asked, "Then why did you agree to let Xu Qing let me go to her house?" Wang Qingxia, wearing a long nightgown with her lower body completely naked, her hair loose, wrapped her arms around my neck and said ambiguously, "I just wanted you to see what she's up to. Do you really think Xu Qing is some kind of good woman? Let me tell you, she's the one who killed her husband, do you believe me?" "Only an idiot would believe you!" Wang Qingxia wasn't angry, and continued, "Currently, she's being kept by a man, a scoundrel with a lot of influence in Wuhan. And this man has harassed me before. Want to hear some behind-the-scenes gossip?" Her words piqued my interest, so I got up and went to the wine cabinet to get a new bottle of red wine, along with two wine glasses. After I poured two glasses, my stepmother took a sip and immediately clung to me, trying to feed me mouth-to-mouth.Unable to resist this woman's madness, I could only swallow it down. But even then, she wouldn't stop; her little tongue kept darting restlessly into my mouth. Just as I was about to give her a long kiss, this woman went berserk again and bit my tongue. Being cunning is human nature, and I'm the kind of person who loves to assume the worst of others, so when Wang Qingxia bit my tongue, I genuinely thought she was going to drag me down with her. Fortunately, she didn't go all out. After I shoved her to the ground, not long after, she was back in my arms, full of fighting spirit. This time, however, I was more cautious and refused to drink the red wine she offered. "You heartless bastard, can't you be a little gentler with me?" my stepmother complained, nestled against my chest. I gave her a disdainful look, inwardly sneering, "It doesn't matter whether I'm gentle or not with someone like you. I'm more interested in hearing the behind-the-scenes gossip of your adult world. Tell me!" My stepmother chuckled happily, "I bet you want to hear about Xu Qing's scandalous affairs, don't you?" "Yes, I want to hear those juicy stories. So, are you going to tell me or not?" My stepmother climbed off me, took a sip of the red wine in front of me, and said slyly, "I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. Behind all those juicy stories are all sorts of dirty secrets!" My stepmother said slyly, "How about we make a bet? Within a week, Xu Qing will definitely reveal her true colors to you. Are you in for the bet?" "What's the stake?" "If I win, I'll have to give you a child. You can't refuse. That's a big bet, isn't it?" My stepmother smiled seductively. I immediately cursed, "You son of a bitch, I curse you to be struck by lightning when you go out!" Chapter ThirteenI hadn't paid any attention to Aunt Xu's seduction before, but after hearing what Wang Qingxia told me, I realized I needed to be more careful in the future. I couldn't just watch my father's small fortune be ruined by someone else. But sometimes I thought, my stepmother is actually a good person; maybe I had really misunderstood her before. When it was time to sleep, Wang Qingxia practically dragged me to her room. Perhaps because of our previous intimate encounters, she wasn't as wary of me as she had been at the hotel that night. At least she held me as she fell asleep. I didn't know whether to be happy or feel absurd. Even though I kept reminding myself that I had no blood relation with her, after this actually happened, I still felt like a bit of a jerk, and this feeling would definitely grow stronger over time. Wang Qingxia seemed to have changed clothes in her office. She, who usually wore business suits to work, was now wearing a white dress, specifically a spaghetti strap one. She walked gracefully towards me in her high heels, and as if noticing my odd behavior, she took my arm, seemingly oblivious to the stares of others, and said gently, "..." "You haven't eaten yet, have you? My sister booked a table at the Junlin Hotel today. Shall we go and treat ourselves?" I frowned slightly and said, "Are you out of your mind? Going to such a nice hotel?" My stepmother seemed a little aggrieved. She lowered her head like a little girl, fiddling with the hem of her clothes, and whispered, "I just wanted to give you a surprise!" I originally wanted to get angry at her, but seeing her pitiful look, I couldn't bring myself to say anything. I could only sigh and say, "Fine, fine, it's not my money anyway. Let's see how I eat you out of house and home today!" "Didn't I tell you, my sister is taking care of you now. Eat as much as you want!" "Eat my ass! Did you find your money on the street?" Wang Qingxia snuggled into my arms like a spoiled child, without any restraint, and said, "I want to, so what?" I'm almost used to her behavior now. After we got into that BMW, this time I was driving, and my stepmother sat in the passenger seat and even looked in the mirror. Seeing her excited expression, I teased her, "You're beautiful whether you're dressed up or not, that's the truth. Of course, I like you even more in bed. But aren't you afraid I'll embarrass you today?" "I'm not afraid at all!" Wang Qingxia leaned closer to me. "I've been waiting for this day for so long, I can't wait any longer." I slapped her smooth thigh with my free hand and questioned, "Have you been plotting against me all these years, trying to get me into bed?" Wang Qingxia grinned and said, "Then dare you say you have no feelings for me?" I snorted coldly, "I've never seen such a seductive vixen!" "There's an even more seductive one, want to see?" I couldn't be bothered with her seductive talk anymore. We'd already slept together, there was no way she could escape, and I wasn't in a hurry. She was showing off in front of me now, but she'd be begging for mercy tonight. It's only a few minutes' drive from here to the five-star Grand Hotel. After parking, Wang Qingxia, still acting like my girlfriend, confidently linked her arm with mine and swaggered into the hotel lobby. Despite my somewhat inappropriate attire, her stunning appearance seemed to accentuate my own. Along the way, we shamelessly basked in the envious glances from others. Led by a beautiful waitress, I followed her to a revolving restaurant on the top floor. To be honest, I was a little uncomfortable at first, but seeing my stepmother's calm demeanor, I gradually felt much better. Although I'm taller than her, I know that if the sky were to fall, she would still be there to support me. After all, realistically, I still have to call her stepmother, and besides, there's nothing wrong with occasionally snuggling up to her like a little bird. My stepmother tried to give me the menu, but after one glance, I immediately gave up because I simply couldn't understand any of the pretentious English. In the end, I don't know what she ordered, but the staggering prices would have scared several people to death. A simple bottle of red wine that I couldn't even name cost over a thousand yuan—it was incredibly extravagant. "Is this what you call a surprise today? Wang Qingxia, if you don't come up with a reason to convince me, you'll be in for a world of hurt tonight!" I sat across from her, crossed my legs, and lit a cigarette. Wang Qingxia, her hands supporting her chin, looked at me with hazy eyes and said seductively, "I wasn't planning on having a good time tonight. Don't you know I'm at the age where I'm like a tiger?" Hearing this, I choked on my cigarette. "You're only 26, okay? What do you mean by 'like a tiger'? Don't you know what shame is?" "If I did, I wouldn't have slept with you, wouldn't I?" I said helplessly, "I never realized you were so eloquent. I'm impressed!" Wang Qingxia shamelessly gave me a flirtatious wink. "If I weren't so eloquent, the little fortune your father left me would probably have been squandered long ago!" "So, according to you, shouldn't I thank you properly?" "No need, just thank me in bed!" Calling her a slut was definitely not wrong, but I felt bad about calling her that too much. After I finished my cigarette, the dishes arrived. It was a bunch of things I'd never seen or heard of before. Not only were the portions small, but they also didn't really taste very good. Towards the end, I guess it was just my own pent-up frustration, but the more I ate, the more annoyed I felt. So I threw my fork on the table and complained, "Is this Western food?" "Yes, it's Western food!" Wang Qingxia said, looking at me with a surprised expression as she held a glass of red wine. I picked up what I'd call a rag from the table and wiped my mouth, then said angrily, "I can't eat without chopsticks." Wang Qingxia put down her wine glass, covered her mouth, and chuckled, "You eat Western food with chopsticks?" "I know this will embarrass you, but I genuinely don't like it. Don't blame me, it's your fault for never bringing me here before!" My stepmother pouted, "I only brought you here once and you've already complained for so long. Luckily, I didn't make such a silly mistake before." I gave a wry smile, then snapped my fingers like in the movies. A pretty waitress came over, and I said directly to her, "Give me a pair of chopsticks?" The waitress glanced at Wang Qingxia first, then looked at me, asking incredulously, "You mean... chopsticks?" "What's wrong with chopsticks?" I said angrily, "Using chopsticks is a Chinese tradition. Do you have them or not?" The waitress looked at Wang Qingxia again, seemingly wanting her permission, but I wasn't happy. Why should I have to ask her for something so simple? "Don't I even have the right to a pair of chopsticks?" "Hey, hey, do you have them or not? If you do, go get them for me, stop dawdling!" The waitress gave me an awkward smile and immediately replied, "Okay, sir, I'll get them right away!" After she left, I glanced at Wang Qingxia, who had been watching the spectacle, and snapped, "Woman, you did that on purpose, didn't you?" Wang Qingxia wasn't stupid. She leaned back in her chair and winked at me seductively, then said, "Weren't you doing it on purpose too?" "What...what on purpose? I've never eaten Western food before, what's wrong with getting a pair of chopsticks?" After she called me out, I stammered. Wang Qingxia, of course, didn't blame me. She picked up her glass of red wine again, took a sip, and said softly, "I know you well enough. You used to be very concerned about your image, how could you do something like this? So the only answer is that you wanted to give me a hard time. I just don't understand, we finally had a romantic moment, what's wrong with that?" "Is this how you bring your son out for a romantic date?" I was furious. "Alright, that's enough. Just this once. Let's eat quickly, or we'll pack up the leftovers and take them home." Wang Qingxia placed her hands flat on the table, squinted her eyes, and said, "Xiaoming, do you think our family doesn't have much money?" "Whether we have money or not, what do I know? But I bet you've saved up quite a bit of money on the side, right? Are you thinking of making enough money one day and then running away?" Wang Qingxia remained calm, continuing, "Then guess how much savings I have?" "I have no interest in guessing, and I don't want to guess. Right now, you're supporting me, that's true, but..." "And I feel at ease with myself. As for the future, I don't need you to support me!" Wang Qingxia was clearly dissatisfied with my words. She frowned slightly and said, "Why are you always so wary of me? I really want to know what you're thinking." I sighed, lit another cigarette, and was about to speak when a portly middle-aged man suddenly walked over. He was holding a glass of red wine and walked up to Wang Qingxia. He said very politely, "So it really is President Wang. I thought I had mistaken you for someone else. It's a pleasure to meet you!" Looking at the fat man's lecherous eyes, I really wanted to slap him, but I remembered that this was a Western restaurant, so I had to refrain from doing so. Wang Qingxia politely raised her glass and gave him a perfunctory clink, replying, "So it's President Zhong, what a pleasure to meet you!" Just as my stepmother finished speaking, the waiter who had been startled by me earlier happened to bring over a pair of chopsticks. She walked up to me, bowed respectfully, and said, "Sir, your chopsticks?" I nodded, took the chopsticks under the fat man's disdainful gaze, and began to eat. This bastard seemed to be deliberately trying to mock me; he first asked Wang Qingxia, "President Wang...""And who is this?" "Oh, I've already introduced him. This is my son, Chen Xiaoming." The fat man seemed a little incredulous. He glanced at me and then asked, "Mr. Wang's son is so grown up?" Wang Qingxia smiled but didn't say anything. I continued eating, not intending to acknowledge him. But the fat man seemed unwilling to give up. He turned to me with a smile and said, "Chen Xiaoming, right? I'm your mother's friend. You can call me Uncle Zhong. And let me tell you, you don't need chopsticks when eating Western food. If you don't know how, I can teach you!" I frowned but didn't look up. But the fat man continued, "I'll let it go this time. I'm with a friend. Next time you and your mother come to my house, I'll teach you how to eat Western food, okay?" "I finally snapped, slamming my chopsticks on the table. Just as I was about to speak, Wang Qingxia kicked me under the table, clearly trying to stop me from getting angry. 'Mr. Zhong, you're too kind. My son was just playing around. Don't bother with these things, Mr. Zhong!' My stepmother, Wang Qingxia, politely declined. I didn't know what Mr. Zhong meant, but after my stepmother said that, he probably felt it was pointless to stay any longer. He said, 'Alright, you two eat first. I won't keep you company. Just call me beforehand if you want to come over.' After watching her leave, I couldn't hold back any longer and confronted Wang Qingxia: 'Tell me, who is this bastard?' This time, Wang Qingxia sat down next to me. She glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then kissed me on the cheek and said gently, 'Xiaoming, some things are none of your concern. Besides, we can't afford to offend Mr. Zhong right now, understand?'" "I'm asking you because I don't understand. Look at his tone just now! Tell me honestly, did he harass you?" Wang Qingxia's eyes dimmed. "That was many years ago, but he hasn't come looking for me since he was turned down." I took a deep breath and asked, "Tell me what this bastard does? Why can't we offend him?" "He's the bank manager. He helped me once two years ago, understand?" I was slightly surprised, a little confused. Two years ago seemed to be shortly after my father passed away. So, my father owed a lot of money back then? Just as I was about to press him for details, Wang Qingxia continued, "Of course, that was in the past. Now this bastard seems to work for a state-owned enterprise. I don't know the specifics. I always thought he was transferred out of Wuhan, but I didn't expect him to come back now." "Sigh, never mind, I'm too lazy to ask about the past. But I hope you try to avoid contact with this kind of person in the future." "Alright, I know what to do. Don't let an outsider spoil our fun, okay?" "Eat something!" Wang Qingxia offered me a sip of red wine. I pushed her away, annoyed, and said, "I'm not in the mood anymore. You eat if you want, I'm not eating!" "You little bastard, are you finally thinking of going home?" "Can't you think straight for once?" "How am I not straight? It's not straight if I don't think!" "You're a slut, and you're absolutely right!" "I'm only slutty in front of you."Wang Qingxia put down her wine glass. "If you're not going to eat, then fine, let's go home!" She really did leave right away, and didn't actually pack up the leftovers as I'd initially said. We arrived at the parking lot, and neither of us spoke the rest of the way. After getting in the car, she drove, insisting on sitting in the driver's seat. At first, I thought she was angry with me, but after the car had been driving for a while, I felt something was off. "Hey, where are you going, woman?" I asked, watching the car veer further and further off course. "I'm not telling you!" "You're not planning to take me down with you, are you? Let me tell you, I want to live for decades to come." Wang Qingxia smiled seductively. "Scared?" "It's not about being scared, at least tell me where we're going!" Wang Qingxia ignored me. After a few minutes, when the car reached a sparsely populated road, she finally said to me, "Going to a really fun place. I heard people often have sex in cars there, and I want to try it!" "When a woman goes crazy, there's no justice in the world." Half an hour later, the car reached the suburbs. The windows were open the whole way, and I kept smoking, occasionally glancing at Wang Qingxia, who was driving diligently and keeping the speed limit at 60 mph. Watching her hair blowing in the wind, her flushed face, and the dazzling lights outside the window, I felt an unusual, unfettered calm. We remained silent until we stopped, when Wang Qingxia asked me, "So, what do you think? This place is nice, isn't it?" I got out of the car and realized we'd somehow ended up on a hillside. From where I was, the entire night view of Wuhan was laid out before me. I stood there, gazing at the distant, shimmering lights. Wang Qingxia quietly approached me, took my arm, and rested her head on my shoulder. She whispered, "I've always wanted someone to spend a night here with me. I used to think I'd never have that hope, but I never imagined this little wish would come true. Chen Xiaoming, if I told you I love you, would you hit me?" I turned and grabbed her shoulders, wanting to speak but unsure what to say. Wang Qingxia reached out and covered my mouth, gently saying, "You don't need to answer me. Even I wouldn't believe I said I loved you, let alone you, Chen Xiaoming. Can you let me enjoy this moment of peace?" Perhaps moved by her expression, I pulled her into my arms, holding her tightly. Wang Qingxia nuzzled her head against my neck, as if she wanted to meld me into her body. What she needed was actually very simple—maybe a small word of concern, maybe a small hug. I couldn't give that before, but now I could. I should be a man and offer her a shoulder to lean on when she needed it. Whether as a son or a boyfriend, it seemed I should do this. But before, I only yelled at her and never cared about her. Now, I wanted to give her something she wanted, not something romantic, just something to make her happy. I pushed her away and went to the nearby grass, picking a flower I didn't recognize. It wasn't red, but it was more vibrant than red. I handed the flower to Wang Qingxia and whispered, "Here you go. I'm not good at romance, so just take this." Wang Qingxia suddenly covered her mouth, her eyes red. I hugged her again, and after a long time, as if it were an eternity, I pushed away Wang Qingxia, who was quietly crying in my arms, hooked my index finger and ran it across her nose, saying, "Okay, if you keep crying, you'll look like a little kitten." "Wang Qingxia, her tears turning to laughter, playfully punched my chest, barely managing a tickle, then snatched the flower from my hand, smelled it, and beamed with happiness. I took her hand, standing on this mountain, overlooking the myriad lights of the city, a gentle breeze caressing our faces. It seemed like a rare moment of tranquility in life." "You see," I thought, "this city is where I've lived for over a decade. Before you came into my home, even before you slept in my bed, I always felt perfectly at ease. But now I realize I'm just a frog in a well. Hua Zi's father once said that the most tragic thing for the poor is to struggle for decades to acquire things that many people are born with no desire for. I couldn't understand it before, and although I still don't fully grasp it now, I know what I should do. Wang Qingxia, will you stay with me forever? Even if we're battered and bruised, even if we become homeless?" Wang Qingxia gazed at my profile with adoration and said slowly, "I don't know if I'm being infatuated right now, but I know I've never been infatuated before. So no matter what happens to you in the future, even if you really become homeless, at least you still have me. Maybe you'll think I'm being sentimental, but I've suffered my whole life and finally have a chance to be in control of myself. I'm not going to let this opportunity slip by. And I believe that my man can't just be this one." I held this silly woman tightly, saying little. I was so moved; anything I said would be useless. Perhaps because I was holding her too tightly, Wang Qingxia pushed me away, her cheeks flushed as she looked at me. Her face, a mixture of fear and anticipation, seemed to drip with moisture, her delicate lips, like red roses, slightly parted, alluring me from head to toe. Without a word, I kissed her. This time, Wang Qingxia seemed resigned, closing her eyes and letting me ravage her. Instinctively, I placed my hands on her breasts, caressing them until I was breathless, my lips numb. When I released her, Wang Qingxia opened her eyes, her face still flushed and alluring. Shyly, she quickly nestled back into my arms. I then took the opportunity to bite her ear and whispered, "Car sex, or home? What do you say?" Wang Qingxia hugged me tightly again, her voice muffled, "No, we can go to a hotel." "Understanding her meaning, I didn't waste any words and pulled her into the car, accelerating downhill. This time, I drove very fast. We arrived at the Rice Hotel, second only to the Shangri-La in Wuhan's reputation. As soon as we got out of the car, Wang Qingxia, holding the flower, lowered her head shyly, letting me lead her into the hotel. She didn't dare to look up until we checked in and got the room key. Her heart was pounding, and her face was flushed; she wouldn't look at anyone. This was a side of her I hadn't seen since she was drunk last time, and the more she acted this way, the more excited I became. Unlike before, Wang Qingxia seemed like a little girl waiting for my favor this time. When I entered the room, I hugged her and put her on the bed. Being so clever, she finally knew what was about to happen. As I slowly took off her clothes, she didn't even close her eyes, as if waiting for me to conquer her. But I only gently kissed her lips. The sparse stubble was a little prickly, and my hands slowly slid over her body, giving her an unbearable itchy and painful feeling." Finally, she closed her eyes, took my hand, and placed it on her breasts. This time, hopelessly aroused, she finally ignited the primal desire within me. After the foreplay was complete, I thrust in. As I moved against her, I didn't even know if I had conquered her or she had conquered me. After a passionate encounter, Wang Qingxia lay contentedly in my arms, her right hand tracing circles on my chest, occasionally trying to bite me like a child. I took an ashtray from the bedside table and lit a cigarette. They say a cigarette after sex is a must. I didn't understand before, but now I understand deeply. Perhaps many people don't know that that cigarette might truly represent loneliness. "I've always wanted to ask you a question: have you ever regretted sleeping with me?" I asked my stepmother. Wang Qingxia shook her head. "Actually, I should be asking you that. You should know, it was always me seducing you!" "After hearing her words, I thought that maybe after tonight, I really need to change my opinion of her. I'm not sure if Wang Qingxia has truly fallen in love with me, and I don't dare to ask. But I'm also not sure if I've fallen in love with her. Sometimes feelings are just so inexplicable; you might never know whether you've fallen in love with love or with her until the very end." I'm not good at sweet talk, nor am I good at making girls happy, so I've never been in a relationship. There's only one girl I liked, but I couldn't win her over. It's a bit of a regret, but after the regret, I've let it go. Love is inherently elusive; since I can't grasp it, I can only let nature take its course. But now I'm really unsure if I've fallen for you. To be honest, I used to call you a slut, but now I can't even bring myself to do it anymore. Wang Qingxia, actually, I'm thinking that spending my life with you in the end wouldn't be a bad choice. I stubbed out my cigarette, wrapped my arms around Wang Qingxia's delicate body, rested my chin on her head, and continued, "The first time you pulled me into bed, I really couldn't resist. Mainly because you're just too tempting, I have to admit that. Back then, my father brought you into this family, saying you were my stepmother, but I knew long ago that you two had no marital relationship whatsoever. And the hatred I've harbored for so many years isn't really for you, but for my abandonment of you, leaving without a trace.""My father, of course, that might not be enough for me to hate him, but why could he just ignore my mother's death? I don't understand, I haven't understood for so many years, and I probably still haven't forgiven him on the day my father died!" Wang Qingxia sighed quietly, "So you took your anger out on me?" "That's true and false, but in the beginning, I didn't have a good impression of you either. Anyone would probably feel the same way. How many sons are nice to their stepmothers?" "So you still hate your father now?" I chuckled and said, "No, I don't." Wang Qingxia then asked, "Why?" "Because he brought you into my life!" Wang Qingxia suddenly sat up. She frowned and stared at me for a long time before saying, "Can I curse you?" "Go ahead." "You damned bastard, you even dared to sleep with your stepmother, aren't you afraid of shortening your lifespan?" I stared at her blankly, not understanding what she was up to. Just as I was about to ask her why, Wang Qingxia suddenly kissed me on the cheek and said with a grin, "But I just love your kind of crazy thing, it's so exciting!" Sometimes I really can't handle Wang Qingxia's crazy and eccentric ways, but after she said that, I became much more open-minded. I didn't care about being hurt or not. If she wasn't afraid, why should I be? “From now on, I’ll try to be good to you and never lose my temper with you again. This is my promise to you. I don’t know how much I can change for you, but I’ll change as much as I can. I’ve been heartless for so many years; I need to find some confidence again.” Wang Qingxia hugged my neck with a happy expression and said, “I’m already very satisfied that you have this intention. I don’t ask for anything else; I only ask to be with you for the rest of my life.” I turned around to face Wang Qingxia’s two big, bright eyes and smiled, “Why do I still feel awkward? Are you sure you really mean what you’re saying?” “Do you remember that fight you got for me not long after your father passed away? I think you even ended up in jail?” My stepmother suddenly asked a question from a long time ago. I shook my head; I really couldn’t remember. Wang Qingxia said softly, "I remember that time when the beauty salon was being renovated. It was originally contracted to a renovation company, but I wasn't satisfied and didn't pay. Then the boss sent a group of workers to the beauty salon to cause trouble, demanding money from me. It just so happened that you came from school that day to ask for money. When you found out they called me a vixen, you got angry and beat up their leader. I still remember what you said then; I've always kept it in my heart." "What did I say?" Wang Qingxia smiled slightly. "You said, 'Only I can curse my stepmother. Anyone who dares to curse her will have their mouth torn apart.' To be honest, you were really manly then. I admit I was very moved at that moment, even though you said I could only be cursed by you." I smiled bitterly, "I don't remember, but you really are a bit of a masochist. No wonder I've cursed you for so many years, and you've never blamed me?" Wang Qingxia took a deep breath and slowly said, "Some things, if buried in your heart for a long time, will gradually fade away, but some things, if buried in your heart for a long time, will slowly change, such as a simple promise, or a sentence that can warm people's hearts." After hearing her words, I hugged her and for the first time felt calm. My stepmother kept rambling on and on about old things that I didn't really remember, and I just listened quietly. Finally, she said to me, "I don't know what you can give me, but it seems like all I can give you besides my body. Maybe after you get out of bed, you'll have your own life to live, and you'll have your own girls to chase after, but I don't care. What I care about is how long you can stay like this in front of me." "You really are silly. Whether you care or not is useless, because you can't control me. But for you, I'm going to say this upfront: if you dare to flirt with men outside, just don't let me know. If I do, it'll be like I said before, I'll kill them all." Wang Qingxia chuckled, "Although the words are a bit rough, I like your domineering style. Kill them all, what a awesome declaration of love." I said helplessly, "You'll interpret even white as black." "Haha, you don't understand my world. You'll understand in a few years." I reached out and pinched her cheek. My stepmother squinted her eyes and whimpered twice, then said coquettishly, "Time to sleep!" Watching her curl up under the covers, I felt inexplicably happy. My stepmother, however, had a bellyful of thoughts no one could fathom. After she fell asleep, I got up alone, wearing only a pair of shorts, and went to the floor-to-ceiling window of the presidential suite. Gazing at the dazzling lights below, I wondered if I should try harder, if I should set a clear goal for my future. I didn't have much ambition, nor did I aspire to be like my father, a great man. I only sought peace of mind, and now perhaps a little more—the hope that those around me could live well. I used to think that women didn't live for themselves, but aren't men the same? Some live perhaps to prove themselves, others perhaps just want others to respect them. But for me, whether others respect me or not is irrelevant; what matters is how others perceive my closest relatives. My parents are gone, and regardless of what they did right or wrong in the past, those things are all in the past. But as Wang Qingxia, I don't want anyone to look down on her, whether because I'm her husband or her son. I won't allow anyone to have any opinion of her. If you were to ask me when I started having this mindset, the answer is yes, it was just now, right after Wang Qingxia told me she hoped I would stay by her side for the rest of my life. It's not easy for a woman, or rather, for a stepmother, to reach this level of commitment.

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