[My Little Daddy Adopted Me] (5)

5. Chun Ya said that
after dinner, her father had to leave first, probably about the Cao thing he mentioned on the phone. He asked Chun Ya to take me to
his company's parking lot to pick up my car. I then invited Chun Ya to my house for tea. I felt a strong connection with Chun Ya and wanted to hear about
her somewhat unbelievable relationship with President Gao.
I asked Chun Ya, "How did you become his daughter? You're several years older than him."
Chun Ya told me about her relationship with President Gao. (The following is from Chun Ya's first person)
My dad, who you call President Gao, is named Gao Aoxiong. He's the actual CEO of Gaoliu Group. More importantly,
he has a large group of highly skilled and loyal followers. Of course, my dad's martial arts skills are also exceptional.
He inherited these businesses from his father, but after two or three years of management, the scale has at least doubled.
However, there's another reason why I consider him my father.
I'm a teacher at No. 1 Middle School, and I don't know if you've noticed, but I'm very low-key. I don't care about job titles, salary adjustments, or
performance evaluations. I'm content with a peaceful life, not competing with the world. What's a woman's job if she just wants comfort? Getting rich,
fighting for power, seeking fame—those are men's business. My ex-husband ran a small company; not rich, but
making a living wasn't a problem. I didn't expect him to earn a lot. I could manage on my salary. But
he wasn't very capable, but he was incredibly lustful. Especially after I gave birth to our daughter, he was almost never home.
I understand men; a man isn't a man without lust, isn't there a saying, "It's just a man's nature"? I let him
be. But his mistress was restless. She wanted him to bring her home. At home, I tolerated it,
turning a blind eye. I didn't want to argue, and I was afraid of arguing. But at home, she acted like the mistress of the house, while I had to
serve her like a servant. What made it even more difficult for me was that he always protected her. He said if I wasn't happy, we should get a divorce.
I tried to avoid it by spending more time at school. I'm so useless, aren't I? What could I do? As she said, "
You can't even hold onto a husband, aren't you a failure?" Then she retorted sarcastically, "At least you still have the nerve to live, that's
something." She's said so many humiliating things I don't want to mention anymore.
Hiding for a while means at least less humiliation; it also saves me from being bossed around. I can't not do it, but
I can't bring myself to do it.
My daughter is only 10, much tougher than me. But she can't protect me. My daughter doesn't want to see me bullied
, so she argues with her, which only makes things more chaotic at home.
My depression is impossible to hide. The streets have become my playground. One day, I was wandering the streets like a soulless ghost
when I happened to run into one of my recent graduates. She asked me what was wrong. I looked dejected, my face lifeless
. At first, I didn't want to say anything, firstly because she was a student; secondly, it wasn't something to be proud of. Unable to resist her persistent
questioning, and remembering my recent grievances, I burst into tears. I needed to get it all out.
"Teacher Huang, come stay at my house for a few days. Don't worry, I'll take care of this for you." Anyway, I didn't
want to go back to that house, so I went with her. Every day she took me sightseeing—amusement parks, hiking, horse farms, gyms. The little
girl was going crazy; it was as if I was keeping her company. What did she mean by "taking care of this for me"? Whatever,
I'd just take it one day at a time. In any case, she had no obligation to "take care of this for me," nor did she owe me anything.
Less than a week later, she brought a boy and said to me, "We'll go with you somewhere."
"A detention center?" My husband had been detained. A heavy sentence was certain; his life might even be in danger. Gambling, owing
nearly a million in gambling debts—that was the least of his problems. A large quantity of drugs was found in his company's safe. There
were also records of drug transactions. Many of them were done in conjunction with that woman, who was being held in another place.
Impossible. My husband, though bad, is just a womanizer, drug dealer, and gambler—that's impossible. He wouldn't be
that audacious. He cried foul when he saw me. But the evidence was irrefutable.
"Xueying, what's going on?" I asked my student.
"He deserves it, evil has its retribution. Let's go home. It's not worth being sad for this beast," he replied
.
Later, I learned that this boy had used "unconventional means" to get revenge on this unfaithful man and this viper for me
. He even made a good point: seek the big picture, don't worry about the small details.
The company and our house were auctioned off to pay off debts, that beast was charged with the death penalty, and the lawyer could only plead for a suspended
sentence.
That boy helped me get a divorce, transferred my daughter to a prestigious school, and got me another
house. I didn't have to worry about a thing; he "got" everything done for me in less than two days.
He paid for everything. I only had small change myself. I asked him why he did all this for me. He countered
with, "Girl, do you know why girls are said to be made of water?" After we got a little closer, he kept calling
me "Girl. "
I said, "Isn't it just to say that we women are clean, and you men are dirty?"
"Wrong, girl, not all women are clean, and not all men are dirty." He patted my
cheek and said, "Women should be like water, clear and pure. Your past troubles are over; you should start
living carefree. Don't ask too many questions; I'll take care of everything."
You should be able to tell that this boy was Gao Aoxiong, my current father. And my student Xueying became
my mother.
Hearing this, I said, "What? He has a wife?"
"Not only that…" "
And children too?"
"No, he has two wives now."
"That's quite interesting. I still find it a bit unbelievable, a little strange."
"At first, I also felt a bit awkward. Not to mention he's nine years younger than me, just the fact that his wife is my
student makes everything seem chaotic."
"However, I gradually came to understand," Chun Ya continued, "For us women, perhaps our husbands
are the closest. But in reality, they're often very unreliable. Aren't I an example?
The most reliable man in the world is only our father. But I grew up without a father; my mother remarried and moved far away abroad.
My daughter admires Xue Ying, who is now my stepmother, a lot. She says I'm too weak.
My mother, although still often childish, is very decisive; if she's going to do something, she won't, and if she is, she'll do it decisively."
He can ride horses, glide, and swim, which my daughter admires immensely. We also
play together at the amusement park, freefalling, riding roller coasters, and having a blast. She idolizes my dad even more, saying he's like
a god .
He wanted my daughter to call him grandpa, which delighted her. She said, "Okay, I'll call you grandpa,
no take-backs!" She even made a pinky promise with him, swearing it would last a hundred years. Then, she immediately turned to Xueying and called her
"grandma." She also told me that she wanted to call her grandpa and grandma "mom and dad," and if I didn't, she wouldn't
call me mom either.
Actually, I've come to terms with it; I'm happy to let my daughter "sell" herself and accept this little dad and mom.

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