[Urban] Campus Maple Leaves in Full (Complete) - 16-18

Chapter Nine: Flowers Bloom and Never Fall (2)

"Then...then haven't the three of them, or you, thought about how to handle this matter in the future?"

The father's answer made his daughter's mouth drop open in surprise. However, the one asking Old Li now was his sister-in-law, who hadn't spoken until now.

"The things between me and them all happened because I couldn't control myself. So, as long as they haven't said they want to leave me, I must take responsibility for them. If any of them say they want to leave in the future, I won't stop them, because I don't think I have the reason or the right to stop them from leaving."

He indirectly told his sister-in-law that this matter was already unchangeable, and at the same time gave her a hint that the decision was in her own hands.

"Then..."

His sister-in-law wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth and didn't say anything.

"Dad, I want to talk to the three of them tomorrow."

Seeing that his sister-in-law wanted to say something but didn't, Xiaozhu spoke up first.

"Okay, you should talk to the three of them. That way you can understand each other's thoughts better. Oh, and don't forget to talk to your sister Qingyu tomorrow. She also has something to say to you."

Aside from Fei'er and the girls on the team, Old Li simply gathered all the remaining questions together for one-time answers.

"Qingyu too… well…"

The sister-in-law and daughter exclaimed in unison, then exchanged glances and swallowed their words.

"Dad, when did you and Qingyu start dating?"

After a slight silence, the daughter looked at her aunt and asked her father.

"Last night."

Old Li would be very embarrassed if he told his daughter about secretly sneaking away from her at night to meet another woman, so he answered his daughter very briefly.

"Last night! Wasn't that…"

They still spoke in unison, but what the sister-in-law really wanted to say was, "Wasn't that when you and I just parted ways through the hole in the artificial hill?" What his daughter really wanted to say was, "So you sneaked out last night to go to Qingyu's?! You

just flirted with a woman who was deeply in love with you, but then you turned around and climbed into another woman's bed. Is this the kind of person the legendary fickle womanizer is referring to?" Sneaking in and out while others are sleeping is something only petty thieves would do. Old Li suddenly realized that bringing up the issue at this time was incredibly inappropriate!

But once the words were spoken, they were like spilled water; there was no going back. Sure enough, the result was that his daughter, almost in despair, pulled the covers over her head and lay down on the bed, ignoring her father, while his sister-in-law subtly rolled over and slipped out of her brother-in-law's arms.

The bed was spacious enough, but Old Li was now completely enveloped in the awkward situation of not knowing whether to stay or leave. But who could he blame for making things this way?

In the quiet classroom, all the desks were neatly labeled with exam numbers. As the bell rang, signaling the start of the exam, the students entered the examination room quietly and orderly. From this moment until the next two and a half days, many children's lives would undergo significant changes. However, no one could know which of these life-altering events, when looked back upon many years later, would leave no regrets. This

was the second time Old Li had witnessed such a scene. The first time, he was a newcomer and hadn't yet fully grasped the complexities of the moment before the college entrance exam was over. Today, facing this moment again, Old Li sat alone in his office, carefully reflecting on it. He, too, offered specific assessments of the life-altering changes these children would experience in two days.

A person lives for decades; temporary gains and losses, choices, are not permanent. Everyone can say such comforting words, but how many people can truly let go when faced with such choices and losses? Old Li couldn't, because this college entrance exam was crucial for every student taking the exam, and also crucial for No. 33 Middle School. If the students do well on the exam, their lives will likely be much smoother. If all the students at No. 33 Middle School do well, Old Li's plans for the school's future development can begin sooner.

This college entrance exam is, in a sense, a turning point for the students' lives, and for Old Li and No. 33 Middle School, it's a crucial opportunity to see if the school can overcome its difficulties within a few years.

The second bell rang precisely on time. Old Li took out a cigarette from his drawer and lit it. Just as he exhaled his first puff, the half-closed office door was gently pushed open.

One figure entered, then another, until the fourth person entered. The office door closed softly, and the sound of it locking echoed.

"Dad, didn't I tell you to quit smoking?"

Yu Lian, the first person to enter, snatched the burning cigarette from Old Li's hand, stubbed it out in the ashtray, and said to him.

"Hehe... Dad's worried about the college entrance exam, isn't he? Otherwise, why would you go back on your promise? Dad, the students care more about their exam results than you do, so don't worry too much about them. Dad, we came to tell you something. Little Zhu just called and took Sister Xie away, saying she had something to talk to her about. Dad, what do you think Little Zhu wanted to talk to Sister Xie about?"

While Yu Lian was playfully scolding Old Li, Tian Tian had already sat down on Old Li's lap. She gently stroked the stubble on Old Li's chin with her fingers, reassuring him while also explaining the purpose of their visit. The

students are facing their own lives, but he and No. 33 Middle School are also facing a development opportunity. Whether this opportunity can become a reality is also very important for the students who will study at No. 33 Middle School in the future. These are all very important matters, but they cannot be solved by simply frowning. With a laugh, Old Li flicked Tian Tian's forehead with his finger, then casually pulled her into his arms. As he gently stroked her increasingly strong breasts, he began talking to the girls who had gathered around him about his conversation with his daughter and sister-in-law the previous night.

He even mentioned the embarrassing incident from the previous night. The four girls were both amused and exasperated by their father's behavior. Thankfully, they genuinely sympathized with their father's unstable emotional intelligence. Tian Tian then lifted her clothes, allowing her father's hand to slip inside and touch her, while Zhang Nan, like a mother soothing a child, kissed her father's cheek.

The softness of his hands, the gentle lips of the girls on his cheeks, and their subtly fragrant scents stirred Old Li's heart, and he opened his arms to his beautiful daughters. Tian Tian,

her clothes half-undone, slowly crept between Old Li's legs, first unbuckling his belt, then casually unzipping his pants. The briefs weren't tight-fitting boxer shorts; a few gentle movements revealed half of Old Li's already awakening purple member.

His hand, gripping a basketball, held the two small testicles like eggs, then supported the base of the purple member. His tongue licked the half-open head of the member, while his lips occasionally smeared the increasingly large, umbrella-like head with his own saliva, sucking and nibbling.

Zhang Nan, the most voluptuous, had a pair of bright red, date-like nipples; sometimes the left one was fed into Old Li's mouth, sometimes the right, which he sucked. Yu Lian and Hui Min, meanwhile, placed their naked bodies on their father's fingertips, letting his nimble and gentle fingers harden their petals and moisten their nectar-filled passages.

With her hands braced on the table and legs spread wide, Zhang Nan, biting her own penis, moaned softly as her eyes darted in and out of Old Li's thick, long member, thrusting vigorously into her flower garden. "

Ugh—" Her tender flower bud was once again stretched wide by the glans of the large member, and Zhang Nan let out a muffled cry, collapsing halfway onto the table. Old Li pressed his member firmly against Zhang Nan's flower bud, the tight passage of her flower garden, along with her bud, squeezing the entire shaft like a small hand.

The pleasurable squeezing made Old Li's body almost tremble, and a strong urge to ejaculate filled his entire body in that instant!

He couldn't ejaculate inside! The thought had barely entered Old Li's mind when Zhang Nan, who had already gone limp, suddenly found strength. She abruptly sat up, tightly embracing Old Li, and began frantically shaking her hips, her already tight vaginal canal squeezing and rubbing against Old Li's penis, which was on the verge of ejaculation! "

Oh—" Old Li let out a low growl, his body trembling as he also tightly embraced Zhang Nan. His uncontrollable ejaculation, like a machine gun with its trigger pulled, began a frenzied spray towards Zhang Nan's delicate core! "Dad—"

Zhang Nan, having released her mouth, called out to Old Li with a final, desperate cry, before trembling and going limp in his arms.

Her father was tenderly gazing at his daughter, who seemed to have just been pulled from the water, and Zhang Nan felt a slight glimmer of life return.

"Dad, it feels so good to ejaculate inside!"

Resting her chin on her father's shoulder, Zhang Nan sincerely exclaimed in his ear.

“My dear daughter, Daddy also likes to ejaculate inside you, but…”

The father, having shared his joy with his daughter, also understood the immense risks involved (risks that are unpredictable even during a woman’s so-called safe period). So, while agreeing with his daughter, he also wanted to point out the consequences.

However, his daughter didn’t let him finish. She kissed his lips and mumbled that she had taken precautions that day.

Daughter! My good daughter! Faced with such an understanding daughter, the father could only express his overflowing tenderness with the deepest affection.

The four daughters, their faces flushed and bodies languid, slowly dressed. Tian Tian cleaned her father’s large penis and testicles with her small mouth and began tidying his clothes.

A soft knock came at the door, followed by the bell signaling the end of the exam. Old Li gestured to Yu Lian, who was looking at him with questioning eyes, to open the office door.

Tian Rong and Lao Li's daughter, Xiao Zhu, stood at the office door. Tian Rong looked at Lao Li with a hint of helplessness, while Xiao Zhu wrinkled her nose and looked at her father with questioning and surprised eyes, then at the four slightly uneasy girls in the room.

After beckoning Tian Rong and her daughter in, the four girls took the opportunity to greet them briefly before slipping out. The daughter's brow was furrowed, and Tian Rong looked somewhat embarrassed. Fortunately, Lao Li, who seemed quite normal, remained composed. He reached out and shook his daughter's shoulder, gesturing for her to sit on the sofa.

She slightly shrugged, and her father's hand moved aside. "Dad, go wash your hands first!" Her soft voice left no room for argument. He

was incredibly embarrassed inside, but couldn't show it on his face. Lao Li glanced at Tian Rong, who was secretly amused, and quickly went to the restroom in the office, where the water supply had just been restored.

Even though the bathroom door wasn't completely closed, Old Li still couldn't hear his daughter and Tian Rong's hushed conversation. With no other option, he quickly washed his hands and rushed out of the bathroom. "

Dad, is this what you call washing your hands?" Before Old Li could even reach his daughter, she was already there, tugging at his sleeve and playfully pulling him back into the bathroom. She

rolled up her sleeves, wet her hands, and carefully washed them with hand soap. Watching her earnest expression, Old Li didn't know what to say. Yes, some things needed to be said, whether to be said aloud or left to his daughter to discover on her own. He needed to carefully understand her feelings. But now, Old Li realized how little he truly understood his daughter.

He hadn't learned enough about her growth over the past two years, and it was time to have a proper conversation with her. Lost in thought, Old Li gazed at his daughter, oblivious to the fact that she had already washed his hands.

The loving gaze in her father's eyes warmly enveloped her. The daughter, who had initially wanted to comment on her father's slowness, swallowed the words that were already on the tip of her tongue under his watchful gaze. She let her father's loving gaze embrace her, and gently helped him unroll his rolled-up sleeves, a task that seemed to take a lifetime to complete.

Old Li finally came to his senses, and his daughter let him gently pull her into his arms. The unpleasantness and estrangement that had accumulated between father and daughter over the past few days melted away in that moment.

This melting away wasn't because Old Li wanted to understand his daughter better, but because his daughter had come to realize her importance in his heart. No matter the time or who was by his side, his daughter was irreplaceable. This was a daughter who understood her father's feelings, and she took the initiative to reconcile with him. It was also because she no longer worried that being near her father would lead to estrangement.

There was another soft knock on the door. Tian Rong opened the office door, and Lao Xu and Tie Yi walked in one after the other. Exam results are one of the standards by which a school evaluates itself, so everyone's concern was self-evident.

The father and daughter also came out of the restroom. The daughter greeted everyone very politely before going to find Xie Xin. The remaining people in the office exchanged a brief chat before heading towards the school gate.

At the school gate, parents, students, and all the teachers of the senior class were gathered. Seeing the four highest-ranking school leaders walking in together, everyone crowded around.

There were still exams in the afternoon, so the four school leaders spoke separately with students and parents. They weren't overly concerned about whether the students had answered the morning's exams well, but rather focused on whether the students could maintain a good mindset for the upcoming exams. In less than twenty minutes, the parents and students gradually dispersed. Seeing that most of the students were in very good spirits, those who remained at the school gate were secretly pleased, cheering on the departing students.

Twelve years of hard study, and even though the path of life isn't limited to just the college entrance exam, I've already tried my best, so I want to see the results of my efforts.

There are boarding students, and because it's the college entrance exam period, the school cafeteria food is much better than usual.

However, while the food has improved, with most students on holiday for the exam, fewer students are eating in the cafeteria than usual.

That's just how it is; today, while there are fewer students in the cafeteria, the school's teachers and staff are unusually present. Even several of the school's shift security guards are here.

Seven or eight or nine people sit around a table, and a careful observer can see that this seemingly random seating arrangement subconsciously reflects the closeness or distance of relationships among them. While

discussing the afternoon's work arrangements with Tian Rong, Lao Li and his colleague didn't notice their surroundings. All the other tables were full, and the principal and secretary, carrying their food, walked towards an empty table while still talking.

Besides Lao Li and Tian Rong, the only other person sitting at the table was Dong Qin, who was a bit older. Looking at the young faces all around, Lao Li and Tian Rong realized they might have sat in the wrong place.

Putting aside the fact that they'd come to the wrong place, it would be unacceptable to sit down and leave. So, after a slight surprise, Lao Li and Tian Rong nodded and sat down to eat with everyone else.

Dong Na sat next to Tian Rong, and Dong Qin sat next to Lao Li. Both had the surname Dong and similar given names, so Xue Cheng, the college student who had been assigned to the same class as Dong Na, used this as a starting point to compare Dong Na and Dong Qin. Even

though they weren't related, perhaps because of the similarity in their names, when everyone carefully compared Dong Na and Dong Qin, they all remarked, "You two really do look alike!" They

did look somewhat alike, but it was hard to pinpoint exactly. While everyone was interested in finding commonalities, Lao Li also followed suit and compared the two women.

When Lao Li looked at Dong Na, he noticed a tiny detail near Dong Qin's ear that made his gaze linger for about two seconds.

In most of life, we can completely ignore two extra seconds, but now Dong Qin, who was originally going to see Dong Na, turned around and saw Lao Li sitting down next to her. Tian Rong, who was also paying attention to Lao Li's behavior, suddenly noticed the look in his eyes. Dong Qin's heart skipped a beat when she saw Lao Li's gaze, and Tian Rong's heart also skipped a beat.

Chapter 9: Flowers Never Fall (3)

Tian Rong, who was moved, also bumped Lao Li's leg with her own leg. Lao Li, who was not prepared for this, was caught off guard and his leg turned to one side with the impact of Tian Rong.

Everyone was sitting very close, and when Lao Li moved his leg, it inevitably brushed against Dong Qin's leg. Last time their legs touched, it was an unconscious action on Dong Qin's part when she was in the mood. But today, Lao Li was staring at his female colleague's face first, and then, after she noticed, he touched her leg with his. Was Lao Li still holding a grudge about the last time their legs touched?

This thought only flashed through Dong Qin's mind before it passed. Years of experience in life had given her a keen eye for people, so when this thought crossed her mind, she saw the very honest look in his eyes.

With such honest eyes, his heart couldn't be crooked, especially since Lao Li looked at her with a hint of apology, which further dispelled any remaining suspicions.

But people are unpredictable. Since you know Lao Li's leg-touching was unintentional, why not just forgive him and everything would be over? But because she was human, and a woman with a playful nature, Dong Qin perhaps only wanted to joke with Old Li. Her leg, following Old Li's already retracted leg, subtly pressed against him.

Her knee rested imperceptibly against the back of Old Li's knee, and then, to make matters worse, she gently swayed it.

The trembling friction, as her skirt, which just reached her knees, billowed forward, completely exposed her bare knees.

The man's body heat, the woman's body heat, permeated the thin summer trousers, allowing them both to clearly feel each other. The trembling knees remained motionless, almost entirely buried under each other's knees due to the transfer of body heat. Neither pointed it out, neither moved their legs away; in a tacit understanding, they remained in that position.

Old Li's legs trembled, which Tian Rong noticed. When the trembling stopped, Tian Rong peeked through the tablecloth and saw what had happened. Suddenly, a surge of anger welled up inside her, and she cursed him viciously in her mind, calling him a lecherous old man!

Then she channeled all her anger into her lunch.

Lunch was over, but Tian Rong couldn't swallow her anger along with the food. She said goodbye to everyone except Old Li and Dong Qin, then turned and left. The others didn't know what was going on, and Dong Qin was completely confused, but Old Li immediately understood why Tian Rong was acting this way. Yes, it was Tian Rong who had caused the situation, and she had certainly noticed how things unfolded afterward.

The subtle yet intense scent of jealousy wafted through Old Li as he followed Tian Rong's retreating figure into the wind.

During lunch break, in an office, a woman consumed by jealousy was pinned to the table by Old Li, who was fanning and kneading her buttocks.

A gentle sting, almost tearing and kneading, made the young woman, lying on the table, moan softly, sometimes loudly, sometimes gently, struggling and writhing. As she began to groan incoherently, Old Li released his thick, long penis from his trousers. He

parted the young woman's legs slightly, then slowly and powerfully inserted his thick, long rod into her, parting her already wet petals...

The bell rang again, signaling the end of the exams, and another group of students who had studied diligently for twelve years would begin a new chapter in their lives. Today was the last day of the college entrance exam, so the students and their parents stayed late, reviewing their answers.

Each teacher was surrounded by students, and each parent stood anxiously outside each circle, rejoicing at every cheer from within and lamenting every sigh of disappointment. Amidst the joy and sorrow, time quietly slipped away.

Old Li and his daughter Xiaozhu stood on the steps of the teaching building. The crowd not far away filled Xiaozhu with emotion, because in the near future, she too would experience this day, and in such a crowd, she too would taste another round of joy and sorrow in life.

Yes, his daughter was growing up, and she would have many more experiences to go through in life. Old Li couldn't walk these paths for his daughter, but he could be by her side, offering her a father's hand.

"Dad, let's go home,"

the daughter said, shaking her father's arm as the joy and sorrow in the crowd subsided slightly. He

gently stroked his daughter's head, smiled slightly, and walked down the steps with her.

Old Li drove, with Xiaozhu and Xiaoru in the car, while Tian Rong followed in her car, with Tie Yi and Xie Xin in hers. This situation, which began on the afternoon of the first day of the college entrance examination and continued until its end today, seems to have become a routine. Back home at night, his daughter Xiaozhu and his sister-in-law, who hadn't spoken to him yet, simply slept on his eight-step bed without explanation. They seemed completely indifferent to where he slept. It

's like, when someone asks you for something, you're easy to comply, but now that they've given up, Old Li has been seriously considering where to sleep.

In his view, a compromise is this: his daughter will sleep with her arm around him and next to her sister-in-law for the first half of the night, and he'll sneak out in the second half to spend the rest of the night in someone else's room.

Yesterday, Qingyu told Lao Li that Xiaozhu had already talked to her. However, just like Xiaozhu had talked to the other women, Qingyu didn't tell Lao Li how Xiaozhu and she talked. Lao Li had no idea what they had agreed on. Qingyu just left a message for Lao Li, asking him to come over tonight to discuss in detail what they had talked about a few days ago.

The land use rights for the vocational school are the biggest concern for Lao Li and Qingyu, and also the core of their plan. To be honest, obtaining the land use rights for the vocational school is neither particularly difficult nor easy. The land use rights currently belong to the Beicheng District Education Bureau, and the 33rd Middle School, under the instructions of the Beicheng District Education Bureau, has taken over all the facilities and some of the teachers and students of the vocational school (because most of them are no longer affiliated with the vocational school). The most efficient way would be to further negotiate with the Education Bureau to obtain the land use rights and make the 33rd Middle School and the vocational school a true unit.

However, the current problem is how to get the city's Education Bureau to make this decision.

In fact, the vocational school's problem isn't just about the land; more importantly, the incident a year ago has made everything related to the school extremely sensitive in Jiangzhong City. Also, to avoid the sensitivity surrounding the vocational school incident, the Jiangzhong City Education Bureau discreetly used the temporary takeover of the vocational school by the 33rd Middle School to test the reactions of all parties.

The probe was arguably quite effective, as the reactions from all sides were relatively muted. However, both Lao Li and Qingyu understood that this probe also revealed an intention of the Municipal Education Bureau: to thoroughly resolve the legacy issues of the vocational school in the near future.

This was perfectly normal for the Municipal Education Bureau, but when linked to the upcoming North City development, it raised concerns. If the Municipal Education Bureau simply wanted to resolve legacy issues, things would be easy. But if it was truly connected to the North City development, the whole situation became complicated.

Lao Li was worried, and so was Qingyu. The Municipal Education Bureau couldn't possibly have known about the North City development beforehand. However, if the vocational school issue was linked to the North City development, it meant a powerful force was pulling the strings behind the scenes. Dealing with the Municipal Education Bureau was manageable with Qingyu's intervention, but what if she confronted the very force driving the whole thing? Qingyu wasn't entirely confident of victory.

These past few days, Qingyu and Damei have been busy, actually trying to find out the whole story. Qingyu called Lao Li over tonight, not just to show off her beautiful body, but because she must have found out something she wanted to discuss with him.

Whether the news is good or bad, it won't affect Lao Li much, but for No. 33 Middle School, if they miss this opportunity, it's uncertain when they'll be able to recover. No. 33 Middle School is located in an old industrial area, so changes there will directly impact the schooling of children in the surrounding area. In other words, even without lofty ideals, if No. 33 Middle School's teaching ability improves, at least residents will be able to send their children to a better school, reducing the financial burden of schooling for local families.

Fei'er kept her head down and remained silent. Fei'er's mother and the woman in the cheongsam looked different – one angry, the other anxiously helpless. When Old Li entered, all three women glanced at him. Fei'er kept her head half-lowered, while the other two suppressed their earlier emotions with considerable self-control.

None of the three women spoke, but when Old Li's gaze fell on Fei'er's slightly protruding belly, which she gently cradled in her hands, he immediately realized that the three women's varied expressions were likely related to one thing: the child Fei'er was carrying.

Fei'er hadn't told anyone in her family about her pregnancy, especially after her mother's visit. However, for a woman three or four months pregnant, unless she took extraordinary measures to conceal it, the changes in her body would be extremely obvious to anyone with experience in this area.

Fei'er cherished her pregnancy, so she preferred to let her mother notice the changes in her body rather than try to hide it. Knowing her mother wouldn't leave anytime soon, Fei'er used the passive approach of telling her mother she would tell her the truth as soon as her mother found out she was pregnant.

Her mother was a very caring woman, so when her daughter's husband (more accurately, ex-husband) was away studying abroad for many years, she felt sorry for her daughter and came to keep her company.

She remembered that when her daughter's husband first went abroad to study, although her daughter, who was living with her father-in-law, didn't outwardly show strong dissatisfaction, her mother could sense the hidden resentment in her daughter's words. Therefore, after that, her mother also came to keep her company twice more.

The daughter waited with a touch of resentment for her husband's return from his studies. The days passed quietly in this waiting. It was about a year ago; her daughter hadn't contacted her for a long time. When she did contact her, her daughter always sounded tired, offering only a few perfunctory words before falling silent.

As the mother grew increasingly suspicious of her daughter's condition and prepared to travel to see what was wrong, one morning, she received a call from her daughter.

Her daughter's cheerful voice, even though she couldn't see her face, allowed her to vividly imagine her joy. She hadn't heard or seen her daughter so happy in years. She initially thought her husband had already returned, or was about to return, which explained her daughter's joy after waiting at home for so many years.

Even after the call ended, her daughter didn't mention her husband. If he were coming back, she would definitely have told her. But since she hadn't mentioned it this time, something else must have made her happy. Whatever it was, as long as her daughter was happy, that was her greatest wish as a mother.

From that day on, her daughter's cheerful calls became more frequent. In less than three months, they had talked more than in the previous three years combined. Her daughter's melancholy waiting pained her, but her sudden joy during that time stirred something within her.

Yes, her daughter, in her joy, told her almost every detail of her life, yet she had never once mentioned the other side of her daughter's life—her husband studying abroad. This situation made her, as a mother, think a lot more, but after various guesses and probing questions, she still couldn't get a concrete conclusion from her daughter.

The only thing she knew was that her daughter was very happy, but she couldn't figure out the source of that happiness.

However, her daughter mentioned one person repeatedly: her father-in-law.

She talked about how he cooked so well that she worried about gaining weight, how he bought her clothes that always suited her taste, his meticulousness, and how thoughtful he was. Sometimes, her daughter even compared herself to her father-in-law, saying that in some ways, he took better care of her than she had ever been.

Of course, she was happy to have someone take such good care of her daughter. However, no matter how well her daughter was cared for, it could not replace her husband. She still had this worry and decided to come and see her daughter again, hoping that she could find the source of her daughter's happiness.

I've been staying with my daughter for a few days now, and my in-laws' house, which used to be rather quiet, is now bustling with activity. However, this visit to my in-laws' house has brought two unexpected surprises. One is that my seemingly unassuming in-laws actually manage such a large business; the other is the subtle yet undeniable changes in my daughter's body.

Yes, it's one thing for my daughter not to tell me about her relationship with her husband, but does that mean she hasn't even told me she's pregnant? So, together with the woman in the cheongsam who also noticed the changes in my daughter's body, I decided to ask her properly.

But the result... "

You're pregnant? "

"Yes, pregnant?

" "How many months?" " A little

over three months?"

"When is Xiaomian coming back to take care of you?

" Silence...

"Didn't you tell Xiaomian you're pregnant?"

Silence...

So what are your plans...?

Silence...

The more the mother asked, the more anxious and angry she became, and the more she asked, the more worried the woman in the cheongsam became. But faced with Fei'er's silence no matter what they asked, the two people who cared about her were at a loss.

Coincidentally, her daughter's father-in-law arrived at this moment, and the two people who cared about Fei'er couldn't help but think of the same question at the same time: Did the father-in-law who just came in know about Fei'er's pregnancy? If he knew, then perhaps he could explain, but if even she didn't know, then...

But another problem was, it wasn't reasonable for her daughter's father-in-law to tell her this, rather than her own daughter.

Fortunately, the daughter's father-in-law was quite perceptive and understood other people's thoughts. After he sat down, he first brought up the matter that both of them cared about most.

The mother skillfully explained Fei'er's physical condition, including the results of her several hospital checkups, and then discussed adjustments to her diet and daily routine. She specifically asked if Fei'er should stay home and rest instead of going to work.

Fei'er remained silent after her father-in-law came in and spoke to her, but this silence only made the other two people who cared about her feel uneasy. Indeed, Fei'er's silence earlier was a silent resistance, but when her father-in-law spoke about these matters, her silence was clearly submissive, and everyone could see she was listening to the explanations and arrangements made by this man who shouldn't have been speaking about this.

Did her daughter really think she, as her mother, was being outshone by an outsider? Perhaps this sudden thought was too strong, because Fei'er's mother couldn't help but fix her gaze on her in-laws.

Chapter Nine: Flowers Bloom and Never Fade (4)

The mother-in-law's gaze made Old Li a little uneasy. To put it bluntly, it was a clear sign of a guilty conscience. Yes, if the mother-in-law knew the truth about Fei'er's pregnancy, do you believe that the seemingly refined mother-in-law sitting opposite Old Li would be like a furious lioness and tear him to pieces?

But thinking about the future was useless now, so Old Li could only grit his teeth and say what he could and should say.

The mother-in-law finally looked away from Old Li because he had finished speaking. However, the brief silence between the mother-in-law and the woman in the cheongsam made Old Li realize that they had something to say to Fei'er, and it would be inconvenient for the mother and daughter to talk if he stayed there. So, Old Li very tactfully excused himself and left.

Stepping outside, Old Li let out a long sigh of relief. It felt like the relief of a thief who had been questioned by the police but hadn't been caught breaking the law—a feeling of temporary relief mixed with a sense of relief.

"Dad, Qingyu and Damei are back. They're looking for you."

Old Li's emotions hadn't yet calmed down when his daughter, Xiaozhu, and his sister-in-law, who hadn't spoken to him for days, appeared before him.

He sensed that his daughter was much more accepting of the women around her—Tian Rong, Xie Xin, and Tie Yi—than she was of Qingyu and the girls on the team. What caused this difference in how his daughter accepted the women around her? Old Li didn't quite understand, but the fact that his daughter, who hadn't spoken to Qingyu for days, was now helping Qingyu find him indicated that their strained relationship was beginning to warm up.

This should be considered a good start, right? Old Li, who had almost broken out in a cold sweat from the mixed emotions just now, was secretly relieved by the warming relationship between his daughter and Qingyu. However, he immediately felt a headache coming on. Yes, Fei'er's mother couldn't know much about his family's situation because of the distance, but his daughter Xiaozhu was different. She knew everything about their family. How were Old Li and Fei'er supposed to explain to her that Fei'er was suddenly pregnant?

How could they explain it? It seemed like no amount of evasive explanation would be convincing. Old Li, who had just felt secretly relieved, realized now that some things weren't something you could do without considering the consequences just because you were resolute! With this thought, Old Li let out a long sigh, deciding to take it one step at a time.

His daughter, Fei'er's mother—all the problems had to be put aside for now, because you can't neglect everything else in life just for one thing. What kind of circle was drawn on that piece of land near the vocational school? It's time for things to become clear. Reaching Qingyu's room, Old Li thought for a moment before casually pushing open the door.

Only Da Mei was in the room. She poured Old Li water as he entered and told him that Qingyu had gone to take a shower. Since Da Mei was also a partner in this collaboration, and she and Qingyu had been busy with the vocational school matter for the past few days, Old Li sat down and talked to Da Mei about the vocational school issue.

The existence of something shady can be unsettling, like a thorn stuck in one's side. This feeling perfectly describes the feelings of certain people who handled the vocational school incident back then.

Everything that has happened at the vocational school recently was orchestrated by those who harbored this thorn and wanted to remove it as quickly as possible. In other words, the current changes at the vocational school are a result of certain people wanting to eliminate anything that might still have any influence on the incident, leaving no trace, and completely erasing the root of the incident—a seemingly very effective method.

When the vocational school initially merged into No. 33 Middle School, the whole affair stemmed from what was just mentioned. However, when the development of the North District was brought up again, the vocational school, which was on the verge of disappearing, attracted the attention of others. This is the main reason why the vocational school didn't fully merge into No. 33 Middle School.

It wouldn't take Qingyu and Damei much time to recount the recent events at the vocational school. What they've been busy with these past few days is pushing for a legitimate reason to completely merge the vocational school into No. 33 Middle School. Judging from the current progress, things are going relatively smoothly, but some specific details still need to be handled by No. 33 Middle School.

A school development plan, compiled by Qingyu and Damei based on the current situation of No. 33 Middle School, and a detailed analysis list of No. 33 Middle School's assets, are informing Lao Li about the assets of No. 33 Middle School that, after the North District Education Bureau's decision, they can be disposed of by No. 33 Middle School.

After flipping through the development plan and looking at the assets belonging to the Beicheng Education Bureau on the list, Old Li hadn't said anything when Qingyu, who had just finished showering and had her hair still wet, walked in. She

plopped down on Old Li's lap, took the list from his hand, and placed it on the table. Leaning against Old Li's chest in front of Da Mei, Qingyu said, "Old Li, running errands for you these past few days has been exhausting. Look how thin Da Mei has become. Why don't you give Sister Mei a massage? It's your way of repaying her!"

"You stupid Qingyu! If you want Teacher Li to give you a massage, just say so. Don't drag me into this for no reason!"

Da Mei cursed Qingyu inwardly while retorting aloud, thinking, "She's already nestled in the man's arms, yet she says it's someone else who wants it."

"Hehe... Sister Mei, I didn't say I wouldn't let Lao Li give me a massage. I just said Lao Li should reward you, the great hero who's been working so hard, first. Otherwise, wouldn't Lao Li be like someone who discards a donkey after it's done its work?"

Qingyu always spoke her mind to her sister who had been with her since childhood.

"You damn Qingyu, get lost! You're the donkey! A little female donkey at that! You should let Lao Li ride you and give you a massage! I won't bother you!"

Da Mei, who usually lost the argument with Qingyu, would rush up and tear her mouth apart when Qingyu got the upper hand verbally. But now that Qingyu was huddled in a big man's arms and arguing with her, Da Mei couldn't vent her anger. She could only retort to Qingyu before turning away, choosing to punish Qingyu later.

Da Mei avoided the fight, so Qingyu, in Lao Li's arms, stretched out her arms and wrapped them around Lao Li's neck, staring at him with a smile in her eyes.

The woman was staring at you meaningfully; she must have discovered something you hadn't noticed. But you really didn't know where she'd found it. So, Old Li brought his large mouth close to Qingyu's smiling, pursed lips.

Instead of avoiding the man's kiss, she passionately returned it. However, when his large hand reached inside her bathrobe, Qingyu gently stopped it, looked up at him, and said, "Old Li, you should thank Da Mei."

Using the land near the vocational school to earn a reasonable dowry, Qingyu explained the whole story to Da Mei and strongly invited her to join. Qingyu

's new idea differed significantly from the plan she and Da Mei had initially devised, but this revised plan was more rational. Therefore, after some consideration, Da Mei agreed to Qingyu's new plan.

Da Mei entered the workforce much earlier than Qing Yu, so in handling various matters, she practically became Qing Yu's teacher. It could be said that Da Mei's role in the entire vocational school matter far outweighed Qing Yu's; in other words, both Lao Li and Qing Yu benefited from Da Mei's hard work.

Having grown up with Da Mei, Qing Yu knew her very well. Through helping Lao Li with the vocational school land, Qing Yu saw another side of Da Mei—she had never seen Da Mei so dedicated to anything.

For Da Mei, money was no longer a concern; while she would do anything to earn tens of millions of yuan for her dowry, she would never have done it with this attitude.

Perhaps this was her first collaboration with her younger sister, and she was being more careful, but that was only to ensure the dowry was earned. However, this time, Da Mei was incredibly serious—this was definitely not the Da Mei who was usually more carefree about her dowry! Therefore, Qing Yu thought of another major beneficiary in this collaboration: Lao Li.

Yes, look at that development plan, look at that asset allocation table, and think about the contacts Da Mei and I had with this matter. Do we even need to think about the effort Da Mei put in?

When I was nine, my parents went to work in another city, so I came to live with my maternal grandfather in the military compound. At that time, I attended Jiangzhong Affiliated Primary School, one of the top schools in Jiangzhong City. But the first thing my grandfather did after I arrived was to transfer me to the military primary school.

This transfer, which greatly displeased my parents but they dared not say anything about, made me remember someone from that moment on, someone who brought me countless joys in my childhood: Dayuanzi. And Da Mei, because we had played in that garden together, was always there with me whenever I visited. I remembered everything about that place, so why wouldn't Da Mei?

The joys of childhood, the innocence of youth, until that sudden clarity of mind one day—Da Mei and I had likely gone through the same emotional journey. The emotional journeys they went through were largely the same, but could she truly share them?

Old Li, Fei'er, Xie Xin, Tie Yi, Tian Rong, and even Yu Rong, Old Li's sister-in-law whom she met that night—these relationships had caused her immense distress and heartbreak when she returned and needed to find her way. Hadn't she gradually adapted and accepted them after the initial pain? Her best friend, Da Mei, who had similar experiences, couldn't she share everything with her while trying to accept others?

Having convinced herself, and subtly hinting at this idea to Da Mei, she wondered what the outcome would be if Old Li went over tonight. Qing Yu wasn't Da Mei, so she could try to guide her friend towards sharing, but she couldn't predict the final outcome.

"Okay, let's go talk to Da Mei together."

Thanking Da Mei was appropriate, but even when thanking a girl, it wasn't right to barge into her bedroom. So, Old Li picked up Qing Yu, who was sitting on his lap, and carried her towards Da Mei's bedroom.

Holding Qingyu in his arms, Old Li reasoned that Qingyu wouldn't go to Da Mei's place with him otherwise. Without Qingyu present, the atmosphere when he went to see Da Mei wouldn't be conducive to a smooth conversation. So, Old Li dragged Qingyu along.

Actually, Old Li's main purpose was that things at home had been chaotic lately, and he was finding it difficult to manage. He was afraid that if she went to see Da Mei alone, she might inadvertently create something ambiguous, making the already chaotic situation even worse.

Being held in Old Li's arms was essentially like being kidnapped to go to Da Mei. So, while Qingyu verbally said, "Go yourself," she made a few token struggles before being carried to Da Mei's bedroom door. Even

as he put her down and went to knock on Da Mei's door, Old Li didn't forget to hold her hand. Seeing how much Old Li cared about her presence, Qingyu secretly smiled, pleased with her successful scheme.

If Lao Li went to see Da Mei alone, Qing Yu was 100% certain that even if there was an ambiguous atmosphere between them, nothing substantial would happen. Conversely, because she was waiting there, Lao Li and Da Mei would only exchange a few words before Lao Li came out. Therefore, Qing Yu calculated that Lao Li would definitely thank Da Mei after she finished speaking, and that he would definitely ask her to accompany him. So, Qing Yu subtly devised a trap for Lao Li.

The advantage of mature men is that they don't immediately shower Da Mei with thanks upon entering; they have a more subtle opening, gradually and naturally getting to the point.

The development plan was the key point of Lao Li's gratitude towards Da Mei, so when he reached this point, he began to express his heartfelt thanks. Qing Yu, on the other hand, was waiting for Lao Li to say thank you so she could fall into her trap.

Just saying thank you wasn't enough! He needed to show it with concrete actions! "Old Li, how are you going to thank Sister Da Mei?" Qing Yu's interjection was meant to make the expression of gratitude more concrete, but in doing so, Old Li had to express his attitude first.

Turning words of gratitude into concrete actions? That requires the recipient to be receptive. With that in mind, Lao Li confidently said, "You guys tell me, I'll take care of turning the suggestion into reality."

When you're willing to do something for someone, as long as they appreciate your kindness, you'll feel very satisfied. Now, Da Mei, feeling that Lao Li's sincere gratitude and that her hard work over the past few days hadn't been in vain, was secretly happy and satisfied, and didn't even think about what concrete action Lao Li should take to express his thanks.

Just as Da Mei was about to say no, Qing Yu beat her to it and presented a proposal. "

Lao Li, you're still very busy at school lately" (yes, although the college entrance exam is over, there's still a lot to do, like school team training, participating in education system performances, and helping students fill out college applications). You don't have much free time, so if you want to express your gratitude, firstly, you should use a representative item to initially express it. Also, Da Mei and I have been very tired these past few days, Lao Li, could you let us relax a bit first? As for anything else, we can talk about it when you're less busy, Lao Li.

Da Mei was about to say no, but Qing Yu stopped her, saying it was only right to accept thanks, and then added, "Lao Li, why don't you do anything concrete?"

He reached into his pocket—actually, he was habitually reaching for cigarettes that had been sitting there for days—but he also happened to find the leftover pebble flowers from the other day. Perhaps thinking of a last-minute replacement, he quickly pulled out two and handed them over.

At this moment, offering something as valuable as jade would have been a bit out of place, but two smooth, beautiful pebble flowers not only expressed his gratitude but were also more readily accepted.

Da Mei hesitated slightly, but Qing Yu had already taken the two pebble flowers, saying that if it weren't for Da Mei's help, Lao Li wouldn't have known how to express his gratitude, while his hands were busy holding up the two flowers for Da Mei to choose from.

A golden hibiscus was being played with by Da Mei, while Qing Yu had already confidently hung a blue flower, like a forget-me-not, around her neck. She urged Da Mei to wear it too, and pulled Old Li over to ask about the effect of them wearing the flowers.

Women are like flowers, and flowers are like women; when they complement each other perfectly, Old Li forgot whether he was looking at the flowers or the women.

Da Mei, feeling shy, lowered her head slightly under Old Li's adoring gaze. Qing Yu, meeting his gaze, playfully scolded him and then sat on his lap, letting him look closely.

Qing Yu's intimacy in Old Li's lap made Da Mei lower her head even further, but this lowering of her head wasn't entirely due to shyness about the intimacy; it was more of an indescribable, bittersweet feeling that churned within her, making her unconsciously want to avoid it.

Qing Yu gave Old Li a heavy, silent kiss and then got down from his lap. She sat beside Da Mei on the edge of the bed, casually putting her arm around Da Mei's shoulder, and whispered in Da Mei's ear.

Sometimes people are like that; the same thing can have two different outcomes depending on their mood.

Like now, what Qingyu was telling Da Mei was simply to ask Lao Li to help them relax. If this suggestion had been made when Da Mei had just put on the pebble flower, Da Mei would have at most declined slightly before agreeing. But now, with Da Mei's suddenly astringent mood, she really didn't feel like relaxing at all; she just wanted to be alone.

But Qingyu is Qingyu; from the moment she let Lao Li into Da Mei's room, the emotions of the three people in the room changed completely according to her subtle direction. Sitting in Lao Li's lap wasn't meant to upset Da Mei, but if she didn't upset Da Mei in this way, she couldn't ultimately determine what Da Mei was really feeling.

Yes, even when a woman is suppressing her sadness and trying not to show it, anyone with a discerning eye can tell. If you can't, you're either incredibly dense and will insist someone is happy when they're crying.

Holding Da Mei's shoulder, the two women, their heads practically touching, ended up falling onto the bed together after a few playful movements. "You blame yourself, she blames her, you blame me," the sisters started laughing and joking.

"Ah!" Startled by Qing Yu's sneak attack on a private part of her body, Da Mei cried out and sat up abruptly. As she was about to retaliate against Qing Yu, she suddenly noticed that Old Li was still sitting opposite them, smiling.

"Ah!" Da Mei cried out again upon seeing Old Li, but she quickly jumped back onto the bed, hiding her face where Old Li couldn't see her, while secretly pinching Qing Yu's soft flesh, whispering, "It's all your fault!" It's all your fault...

Old Li was chased into the living room by Qingyu with a mysterious smile, because she had something to say to Da Mei. But Qingyu also told Old Li, you just have to wait here and don't leave!

Maybe it was ten minutes, or maybe twenty minutes, anyway, when Old Li reached for a cigarette again, Qingyu pulled Da Mei out from inside.

11-15

Chapter Nine: Flowers Bloom and Never Fall (5)

Old Li was standing by Qingyu's bed, Da Mei was lying face down on the pillow and Old Li was giving her a relaxation massage, while Qingyu was inside the bed, watching Old Li press Da Mei's back with his hands, and asking Da Mei if she felt comfortable.

So Old Li was massaging, Qingyu was asking, and Da Mei answered with a soft but comfortable nasal sound. Occasionally, Da Mei's comfortable nasal sound became a little stronger, so Qingyu held Old Li's hands and asked him to massage the area he had just massaged a few more times. Gradually, Qingyu learned from Old Li and massaged Da Mei's body with both hands.

Da Mei was very ticklish. Qing Yu, who had just started learning to massage, always managed to make Da Mei feel itchy. So, when Qing Yu's hands touched the ticklish spots on Da Mei's body, Da Mei not only protested with soft moans but also twisted her body to avoid them.

Soon, Qing Yu realized the discomfort she was causing Da Mei. Feeling a little embarrassed, she simply grabbed Lao Li's hand and had him massage the areas that had made Da Mei uncomfortable.

The ticklish spots were mostly around the armpits. When Qing Yu held Lao Li's hand and massaged these areas, Da Mei also felt a slight itch. However, this gentle itch carried an indescribable comfort, so as Da Mei's body reflexively twisted and turned, her previous soft moans turned into small, moderate hums.

A little uncomfortable, but even more pleasurable, Da Mei's body was actually twisting gently, and she was gradually entering a state of bliss amidst this complex sensation.

Seeing her best friend's transformation, Qingyu was moved. She grasped Lao Li's hand, which was pressing down on Da Mei's body, and gradually expanded the range of her movements. First, she touched Da Mei's slender neck, then her earlobe, and finally, she could clearly feel her collarbone. What was once a thin nightgown had somehow slipped down, revealing Lao Li's large, warm hand pressed against Da Mei's skin.

The first time, Qingyu was guiding Lao Li's hand, but after a few rounds, even when she stopped guiding, Lao Li continued along the same path. Qingyu

then guided Lao Li's hand again, this time massaging the edge of Da Mei's armpit, where the most itchy areas were concentrated, avoiding Da Mei's most sensitive spots. The downward pull allowed her fingertips to touch the base of Da Mei's rounded breasts, and the upward pull almost reached the area around Da Mei's pert buttocks.

One moment her fingertips lingered on Da Mei's breasts, the next her entire hand moved to her buttocks, almost kneading the firm muscles there. Da Mei moaned louder, and Qing Yu pushed Old Li's large hand away, so that half of it touched her on either side. Da Mei's legs shifted restlessly, and Qing Yu grabbed Old Li's hand and slid it down Da Mei's buttocks, kneading the base of her buttocks as if inserting it. As if

she had expected Da Mei's reaction, she reflexively cried out in surprise and was about to get up when Qing Yu gently but perfectly pressed down on Da Mei's back. On Da Mei's back, Qing Yu gently licked her earlobe with the tip of her tongue while softly soothing Da Mei.

Without Qingyu's guidance, the hand, still slightly shallower than before, only moved away from the base of Da Mei's legs. As Qingyu whispered in Da Mei's ear, gradually relaxing her, the hand, still partially inserted, began to move gently. After a brief,

relatively deep insertion at the base, Da Mei tensed slightly but didn't react further. The hand, after sensing the strength of Da Mei's legs tightening, plunged fully in without hesitation.

Da Mei, trying to get up, was stopped by Qingyu's kiss as she turned her head. In Da Mei's sudden, forceful struggle, the hand, still deeply inserted, reached out with four fingers and grabbed Da Mei's small, exposed vulva.

With a soft "Ugh!", Da Mei cried out as if struck by lightning, her previous strong struggle instantly losing all strength.

Da Mei, who was lying face down, was turned onto her back by Qing Yu. While Qing Yu kissed Da Mei's tightly closed mouth, she and Lao Li also loosened Da Mei's loose nightgown.

The kissing shifted to Lao Li as Da Mei's nightgown was removed, and Qing Yu, now free, let Da Mei's loosened nightgown open as wide as possible.

Da Mei was tightly gripping Lao Li's hand, which was now half-covering one of her full breasts. Lao Li's hand, however, only squeezed that half of her breast slightly, causing Da Mei to cry out. Not only did Lao Li's tongue appear in her open mouth, but the remaining half of her breast was completely covered by his large hand as she loosened her grip.

After Qing Yu finished undressing Lao Li, she mischievously pulled Da Mei's hand, which was no longer struggling, and pressed it against Lao Li's half-erect penis.

Just as he was about to pull his hand back, Old Li's hand appeared between Da Mei's legs. If Old Li's large hand had been penetrating from a distance before, this time it went straight into Da Mei's flower garden without any obstruction.

While Qing Yu was touching Old Li's large member with her hand, Old Li was sucking on her nipple. The flower garden that had never been explored by a foreign object before was also being explored by Old Li with a small section of his finger inserted.

Hehe... let's skip that.

"Dad, did you take a shower?"

Old Li had just returned to his bed when it was almost dawn. His daughter, who had seemed to be fast asleep, was now asking him with her head half-turned.

"Dad hasn't taken a shower yet, so Dad..."

From the reaction of his daughter when she went to the school office and encountered Yu Lian and the others, Old Li knew that his daughter wanted to talk about more than just taking a shower, so he was about to get up.

His daughter didn't let her father finish speaking or get up. She reached out and hugged one of her father's arms, resting it under her neck, and then turned her head and went back to sleep.

After the college entrance exam, except for the senior high school students who went home to wait for their scores, all other classes resumed normal classes.

In a few days, it would be the junior high school entrance exam, so the first thing Lao Li did upon arriving at school was to visit his own junior high class before heading to the school gymnasium.

The third training match against the Tiancheng Girls' Basketball Reserve Team was about to begin, but Lao Li was worried about Yuan Yuan, who had recently removed her splint and was trying to walk with her injured leg, so he rushed over.

Being with her teammates but unable to touch a basketball all day, Lao Li was worried that Yuan Yuan, feeling restless, might impulsively do something she couldn't do.

Yuan Yuan sat there obediently, not because she didn't want to, but because Ya Rou and Yu Lian had tied her to a chair, forcing her to watch from the sidelines without being able to do anything.

Seeing Lao Li arrive, Yuan Yuan, bound by two pairs of athletic pants joined together as a rope, screamed and told him about her suffering. Old Li smiled and patted her head. He squatted down to check Yuanyuan's injured foot again. Seeing that Yuanyuan's foot hadn't swelled up anymore, Old Li stood up and patted Yuanyuan's head again.

This first pat on the head was Old Li's expression of sympathy for the treatment Yuanyuan had received. The second pat on the head was probably Old Li's expression of relief at the further improvement in Yuanyuan's foot injury. However, even with sympathy and relief in Yuanyuan's expectant eyes, Old Li didn't remove Yuanyuan's restraints until the Tiancheng girls' basketball team was about to enter the gymnasium.

Yes, a girl like Yuanyuan, if you give her freedom, no matter how many eyes are watching, she will cause trouble. So, keep her restrained as long as possible. Old

Li didn't stay at the court to watch the school team's game because he had already informed the school's main leaders that there would be a meeting soon. The meeting, aside from a preliminary summary of the senior class's college entrance examination results, focused on the development plan for No. 33 Middle School, which Da Mei had written for him.

The plan was detailed, comprehensive, and ambitious, but among the school leaders present, only Tie Yi and Tian Rong knew its feasibility. The others, especially Lao Xu, the school's finance officer, felt that the usually pragmatic Principal Li was merely engaging in empty talk.

Given No. 33 Middle School's current situation, maintaining its existing level long-term was already a significant achievement. A simple calculation revealed the immense human and financial resources required for such a large-scale plan, making it clear that No. 33 Middle School lacked the capacity to implement it. However, this was the first time Principal Li had formally proposed such a plan since arriving at No. 33 Middle School. Therefore, although most attendees had already internally rejected the plan, they still discussed it briefly, giving Principal Li face while subtly pointing out the difficulties of implementing it.

While ostensibly pointing out the difficulties, the core challenge boils down to one thing: lack of funds. Without money, even the best plan remains just a plan.

After summarizing the key difficulties in implementing the plan, Lao Li asked those present: if funding weren't an issue, would the plan be feasible?

Money isn't an issue? Let's assume that for now. From this, several comparative questions arose,

such as the attitude of the North City Education Bureau, how the expanded school would address student enrollment (it can't remain as it is now, with a class size less than two-thirds of other schools'), and where the school's various investments would come from after the plan's implementation.

We can try to get funding from the North District Education Bureau (this was said by Tian Rong). The student enrollment problem is determined by the school's teaching quality. Therefore, as long as we improve teaching, the student enrollment problem will be solved automatically (this was analyzed by Tie Yi). As long as the school has enough students, all future investments will not be a problem (this was the final summary by Lao Xu). It seems like a lot of problems, but after breaking them down, it seems that all problems have a solution. However, everyone knows that finding a solution is one thing, and implementing it is another. Moreover, the prerequisite for solving all problems comes back to where we can get enough funding to at least provide a foundation for this plan.

Principal Li didn't mention how to secure the initial funding for the plan, nor did he discuss the specific division of labor for its implementation. The school leadership reached a principled agreement on the new plan proposed by Principal Li, and everyone except a few people specifically mentioned by him stayed behind.

At the six-person meeting, Principal Li continued with the details of the new plan, outlining the specific tasks.

Two days later, Principal Li and Secretary Tian, on behalf of the school's Party Committee, would submit a formal planning application for the No. 33 Middle School to the Beicheng District Education Bureau. A temporary renovation and expansion team would be formed, comprised of all current Party Committee members, and detailed assignments were made for each member.

After everything was arranged, Principal Li added a supplement to the new plan: to raise funds for housing construction for all school staff. Three of the remaining six were quite surprised by Principal Li's proposal, and amidst this surprise, they also felt a pang of regret. Indeed, before knowing about the major redevelopment project in Beicheng District, the area around the vocational school's former training factory must have seemed quite remote. The chosen location for the collective housing construction, even if it meant prices more than a third cheaper than the market price as Principal Li claimed, still felt somewhat lacking.

No one knew for sure whether the project would succeed, but if this new plan were implemented, it would be a great thing. Therefore, Principal Li made a request to the final attendees: the content of the six-person meeting must not be disseminated to avoid any unforeseen consequences.

Principal Li didn't specify what those unforeseen consequences might be, but everyone simply carried out his final request according to their own understanding.

The new plan had already been significantly revised by Principal Li based on everyone's opinions during the meeting. So, as the six-person meeting was about to end, Principal Li called Jiang Man, who often did typing in the school office.

He briefly explained the meeting's content to Jiang Man, emphasizing the final request, and handed her the revised plan, asking her to print it out as soon as possible.

Everyone else was packing up to leave the meeting room when Old Li looked up and saw Old Xu glancing at him hesitantly before turning to leave as well. Old Li's heart skipped a beat, and he followed Old Xu out.

Managing the school's finances was a piece of cake for Old Xu; even the financial work related to the new plan was his responsibility, and he was confident Old Xu would handle it well. Old Li had observed Old Xu to be a man of wide interests, yet also a reliable and dependable worker. Therefore, Old Li felt it necessary to thoroughly discuss the aspects of the new plan with him.

Old Xu was quite surprised when he first heard about the development of the North District, as he didn't know how Principal Li knew about such important and confidential matters. However, this also made Old Xu understand the origin of the new plan that Principal Li had presented. Old Xu also strongly agreed with Principal Li's suggestion to use part of the vocational school's land to obtain the funds needed for the new plan of the No. 33 Middle School. However, Old Xu still had concerns that the unresolved property rights issue on the No. 33 Middle School's side might become the biggest obstacle to the smooth implementation of the new plan.

Old Xu's concerns were also a point Principal Li specifically wanted to discuss with him: to have Old Xu re-verify the school's property rights so that these lingering issues could be resolved during the implementation of the new plan.

Without asking Principal Li how to resolve the school's long-standing unresolved property rights issue, somewhat impatiently, Old Xu simply told Principal Li he would begin verifying the school's property rights.

Having spent most of the morning in meetings, having essentially laid out his intentions, Principal Li hummed a song lyric and opened his office door.

Inside, a rather unpleasant-looking Yuan Yuan sat at Principal Li's desk. Standing beside her was Zhang Nan, and sitting in a chair was Tian Tian. But the three of them, facing each other, seemed to be completely absent. Not only were Bai Xue and Yue Yue, the inseparable girls, present, but now Lulu was also there.

Three against three, none of the three on either side greeted Principal Li upon entering, and instead, all six pairs of nostrils snorted heavily as they began exchanging glances.

Looking at Yuanyuan sitting on the desk, Tian Tian, who was standing up from her chair, helped her down because Yuanyuan was unsteady on her feet. Then, looking at Yueyue, whose eyes were wide open, Yueyue slightly shifted behind Bai Xue. "

What's up?" Old Li asked, looking at the girls standing in groups of three in front of him.

"You go first!" Yueyue, who was a beat too slow, said, glancing at the other three in a row. "

You go first!" Tian Tian, though a little slower, didn't mean she couldn't speak. She took over and spoke slowly without looking at the other three.

"You…" Yueyue wanted to say something, but then she saw Old Li looking at her and swallowed the rest of her words. "

I…" Yueyue swallowed her words, and Yuanyuan wanted to speak, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she saw Old Li's gaze turn to her again, so Yuanyuan shut her mouth even faster than Yueyue. "Yuanyuan, you guys go back first. This afternoon, your teacher will take you to the hospital for another checkup." The girls fell silent, so Old Li started by making arrangements for Yuanyuan and the other two. "

Okay!" Yuanyuan readily agreed, then turned and said goodbye to Old Li along with the other two.

"Teacher Li… I…" Yueyue started to speak, but after glancing at Old Li, she didn't finish. "

Little girl!" There was a hint of reproach in her voice, but Old Li, standing beside Yueyue, already had a smile on his face.

"Teacher Li! You scared me to death!" The inexplicable tension from before vanished instantly with Old Li's smile, and Yueyue almost exaggeratedly grabbed Old Li's hand, scolding

him. "Hehe…" Amidst the laughter, Old Li gently patted Yueyue's head with the hand she was holding.

For some time now, Lulu and Hanyue's afternoon dismissal time had changed because they were participating in the school's dance rehearsals. However, on the third day after this change, at noon, the two girls, who had never noticed being watched on their way home from school at noon, also noticed the situation.

Because they still couldn't be sure whether someone was watching them, Lulu and Hanyue discussed it and decided not to go home for lunch and eat at the school cafeteria instead. After this change, Lulu and Hanyue didn't notice for a few days that they were being watched.

But yesterday afternoon, on their way home from school, a black car followed them all the way. According to Hanyue, the black car followed her home and then stopped at the entrance of her neighborhood for a long time before leaving.

This sudden change made the two girls very worried, so they discussed it with Baixue and came to Lao Li to report it.

Chapter 9: Flowers Never Fall (6)

"Are you saying that a black car was following you last night? Did you see that the car had a license plate?"

Lao Li asked Yueyue very seriously.

"I saw it! As soon as I noticed that car following us, I immediately wrote down its license plate number. It's Gan A4!" Bai Xue was the first to answer this important question, because she was indeed the one who remembered the license plate first.

"Is that the car you're looking at?"

Old Li was pointing at a black sedan parked directly outside his office window, its front facing the window, and was asking Bai Xue and the others.

"Gan A4… Ah! Isn't this…"

"Yes, the car that made the three girls so nervous yesterday is now parked on their own campus!" Surprised and confused, the three girls stared wide-eyed at Old Li.

Tie Yi had chosen and bought the car, but since she didn't have a driver's license, she couldn't drive alone. She had found Dong Qin (apparently introduced by Tian Rong), a very good driver, to be her instructor. These past few days, the school had been busy with the college entrance exams, so Tie Yi hadn't had much time to learn to drive. She simply gave the car keys to Dong Qin, so Dong Qin had been driving most of the time.

Old Li was also busy, but the school's dance rehearsals for the performance hadn't stopped. Now that Old Li didn't have time to drive the three girls home, the task of escorting Lulu and Hanyue home fell to Dong Qin, who was driving Tie Yi's car. However, Dong Qin had been escorting the three girls for several days, and they only noticed last night. Did that mean Dong Qin had done a pretty good job of keeping it a secret?

Old Li had Dong Qin drive after the three girls home so she could be aware that someone might be following them. However, Dong Qin's unusual behavior—following the girls so closely—made Old Li frown.

Just as he was about to tell the girls about the previous night, there was a knock at the door, and Dong Qin, who had made Old Li frown, entered.

Slightly surprised to see three girls, Dong Qin hesitated, as if about to speak. Guessing that Dong Qin's story was related to the girls, Old Li looked at them and gestured for her not to avoid them, suggesting she explain what had happened.

Dong Qin, also looking at the girls, recounted some things she had noticed over the past few days.

The first thing that puzzled her was that she kept seeing a similar shadow in her rearview mirror, a shadow she would normally never have paid attention to. When Lao Li told her about the three girls' experience, Dong Qin, who had been paying closer attention, started to notice something she hadn't otherwise considered.

Although she became even more vigilant after noticing this, she could only see a fleeting shadow in the rearview mirror. When she looked more closely, she found nothing behind them.

This happened several times, and Dong Qin, still only vaguely sensing something but unable to confirm it, almost began to doubt whether she was being overly anxious.

However, a strong intuition convinced her of what she had discovered, so last night she tried a different method to verify it. She used her car to completely block the three girls' view, so that anything behind them would have to get past her car to see them.

Moreover, Dong Qin didn't just block the girls like that; every time she approached a corner, she slowed down even more, resulting in Dong Qin driving a car while the three girls rode bicycles. After each corner, Dong Qin had created a considerable distance between herself and the three girls.

Just as Bai Xue, the closest car to her home, was about to arrive, Dong Qin, still finding nothing of substance, was contemplating giving up. Then, at the very turn she was about to abandon her plan, a black sedan without license plates clearly appeared in her rearview mirror!

Her heart pounding in her chest, Dong Qin slammed on the brakes, stopping in the middle of the road. Ignoring the honking of the cars behind her and the shouts of the drivers behind her, she got out and walked towards the black sedan.

Just like the day before, just as Dong Qin was about to see what the person inside the black sedan looked like, the car made a left turn, driving against traffic, causing even more chaos on the already congested road before speeding away. After

recounting yesterday's events, Dong Qin bitterly lamented that if she had gotten out of the car a little earlier, she would have definitely been able to see which bastard was inside! He was also somewhat worried that his actions might alert the bastard, and that he might stop showing himself and start using other methods to watch the girls.

Dong Qin confirmed this as well; even though she hadn't seen what the person in the car looked like, it was enough to show that someone was indeed watching the three girls. With confirmed evidence, there was a target for prevention, but as the saying goes: it's not the thief you should fear, but the one who's eyeing you! So, instead of constantly guarding against thieves, it's better to be cautious on the surface but vigilant underneath, observing how the thief tries to get in.

He told the three girls that going to and from school as usual shouldn't be a big problem, but he was a little worried about them when they were out and about. So, Old Li repeatedly reminded them to be extra careful when they were out and about, and mentioned some other things to be aware of. The three girls and Dong Qin then left one by one.

It was lunchtime, and after a quick wash, Old Li prepared to go to the cafeteria. But just as his hand touched the office doorknob, someone pushed the door open from the other side.

When Yueyue and Baixue burst in through the door, if Old Li hadn't dodged in time, the two girls carrying a bunch of lunches would probably have bumped into him, lunches and all.

One leaned against the door and closed it, while the other silently placed the lunches on the desk. "Teacher Li, please help me with this!"

The one leaning against the door, carrying a bunch of things, was almost unable to hold them all, so she hurriedly took care of them while urging the somewhat dazed Old Li.

Old Li took everything that was about to fall from his arms, but these bagged items were more like snacks than lunch. However, the last thing he caught, a bottle of red wine, made Old Li pause again: it was Yueyue's birthday!

A small birthday cake, sixteen lit candles, Yueyue closed her eyes, made a wish, and happily blew out all the candles with Old Li and Baixue.

Bai Xue handed over her birthday present. Having run out of options, Lao Li had to reach into his pocket again. Luckily, even though he'd given away two more pebbles that night, he still had two left. He took one out and hung it around Yueyue's neck, giving her his blessings, then casually handed the remaining one to Bai Xue.

Seeing the two girls fiddling with the pebbles, Lao Li thought for a moment and opened the bottle of red wine on his desk. He poured the deep red liquid into disposable paper cups, and then, together, the three of them used a plastic knife to cut the small cake into three pieces. Then, they raised their glasses filled with wine.

Perhaps it was the first time they'd drunk so much wine; only a little over half the wine in the disposable paper cups had been consumed, and the two girls' faces were already flushed.

When the paper cup was filled with red liquid for the second time, and the glass was raised again, Yueyue was on Old Li's left and Baixue on his right. The three of them took a big gulp at the same time. Yueyue and Baixue fed Old Li cake from both sides, and Old Li also hugged the two little girls.

He would take a bite of yours, then affectionately kiss your rosy cheeks, and then take a bite of mine. A big mouth covered in cream would join two little mouths, also covered in cream, forming a triangular shape.

They drank, and even the snacks were eaten and tasted. The wine flowed from your mouth to mine, and the food was gently chewed and then fed to you.

I caressed your two tender buds, already beginning to swell with youthful innocence. You and I trembled slightly, letting out soft moans as you closed your eyes. I kissed you and you, feeling the coolness of your soft lips, the wine-scented saliva in your mouths, your shy little tongues, your awkward yet deeply passionate tongues. I let your little hands tremble and stiffly caress my fiery, hard erection. Your flower chambers, already covered in fine down, grew harder and wetter under my fingertips, between the touches of my lips and tongue. One of you,

as if with a hint of fear, was pressed down by me. Watching your hesitant caresses, watching your clumsy licking, I couldn't help but hold your face, watching my enormous member fill your little mouth, and then I gently...

It was a little too wrong, making your breathing gradually difficult. When I accidentally thrust deeper, you coughed with tears in your eyes. So I thrust a little deeper again, and had to reluctantly pull out when your face was completely flushed.

You were panting there, while the other you, already softly crying out "No!", was pinned to the sofa with your legs spread wide, my penis rubbing against you, gently probing you, watching your writhing, watching your panting... I...

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The two girls' flower buds were wet and muddy, and their budding blossoms were covered in Old Li's saliva. Reluctantly, after ejaculating, his slightly softened penis rubbed against the edges of their flower buds, and Old Li gently cleaned the muddy buds with his tongue.

He didn't let the two girls say goodbye to their girlhood today, setting the date for after the high school entrance exam. After a passionate kiss with the two girls, Old Li and they began to tidy their clothes.

All traces were mostly erased, and the unfinished food on the table was cleared away. A soft knock sounded at the door.

Amidst the two girls' slight nervousness and panic, the composed Old Li had already opened the office door.

Tian Rong walked in first, followed by Lü Na and Zhang Nan. However, when a fourth person entered, Old Li was greatly puzzled. Indeed, he and the two girls had been locked in a room for almost noon, so it was inevitable that the women in his household would come to investigate. But with Ya Rou coming along, it was no wonder Old Li was having second thoughts.

Sure enough, Tian Rong, with her eyes darting around Yueyue and Baixue's hips, seemed intent on finding something. Zhang Nan, on the other hand, simply walked over to them. She, who had never smiled at the two girls before, was now all smiles, pulling their hands affectionately.

Having recovered from their earlier panic, Baixue and Yueyue quickly calmed down as Zhang Nan shook their hands. They gave Zhang Nan a few perfunctory replies with their forced smiles, said goodbye to everyone in the room, and turned to leave.

Having mentioned it was Yueyue's birthday, the matter of celebrating in the office was obvious. Tian Rong, noticing the two girls hadn't discerned her true feelings, simply gave Lao Li a meaningful, yet warning, look, chatted briefly, and then left.

Seeing that the two girls hadn't made any real progress with Lao Li, Zhang Nan and Lü Na pulled Ya Rou aside, asking her to explain her purpose for visiting him.

"You're transferring to our school?"

Lao Li, usually not one to express his feelings, was genuinely surprised by Ya Rou's statement and asked, his mouth agape.

"Yes, I'm planning to officially transfer next semester. Why, Mr. Li, don't you welcome my transfer?"

Seeing Lao Li's reaction to her transfer, Ya Rou, with a hint of smugness, clearly and confidently confirmed her suspicions.

"Hehe... How could we not welcome you to study here? Once you've completed the transfer procedures, you can choose any class you like."

The earlier surprise was due to a lack of preparation, but now that he had processed the question, Old Li continued along with Ya Rou's words.

"Hehe... Teacher Li, it's not very convenient for me to handle the transfer procedures myself. I was wondering if you could help me with

them?" Ya Rou laughed just like Old Li, stating her true purpose for coming to see him.

Just as expected! Hearing Ya Rou reveal her true purpose, Old Li couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Indeed, for children from families like Ya Rou's, many things aren't as simple as they want to do. And it's precisely because of these families that if you blindly agree to help them with something (even something seemingly small) without knowing their background, you might understand what true trouble really is.

Ya Rou wanting to transfer to No. 33 Middle School—as long as you can communicate well with her parents, it's definitely not a difficult matter. But here's the problem: Ya Rou's words implied that this was her own decision, and she now hoped Lao Li would resolve the communication issues within her family.

If No. 33 Middle School were still as it was back then, and if Ya Rou's parents were easily accessible, Lao Li might have readily agreed. However, No. 33 Middle School doesn't have many outstanding achievements to offer now, so even if Ya Rou's parents weren't the kind of parents who were difficult to meet, they would never easily allow their child to transfer from a key municipal middle school to No. 33 Middle School, a remote mountain school. But is that all there is to it?

No. Children from families like Ya Rou's have every step of their lives planned out by their families. Although there are some leeway within these plans, such as Ya Rou joining the No. 33 Middle School team to provide support, once any changes occur that affect the fundamentals of those plans, it's definitely not as simple as Lao Li going to Ya Rou's family to persuade them.

Convincing Ya Rou's parents to let her attend No. 33 Middle School is a bit difficult, but wouldn't it be a good thing for the school if Ya Rou did attend? Yes, even if Ya Rou's family doesn't directly help the school, their intangible influence shouldn't be underestimated. However, it's best to let things happen naturally regarding Ya Rou's transfer. People from families like Ya Rou's are very sensitive to outsiders, and trying to persuade her family directly might backfire.

Old Li is a simple and easygoing person, not rigid; he does his best but never forces things. So, he'll try to get Ya Rou to transfer to No. 33 Middle School, but he believes it's more about fate.

He agreed to let Ya Rou see how it goes, but Ya Rou is very skeptical of his attitude! In Ya Rou's mind, something is either right or wrong! What's the point of just trying?

Seeing Ya Rou getting impatient, Old Li smiled at her. Yes, she was at the age of youthful vigor and high spirits, and she wanted to get things done.

When we are young, we always think that the world is either yes or no. When we are exhausted by such choices of yes and no, we may have reached the age of wasting our years. So, we will choose a third way between yes and no: yes and no.

Yes means that I still have to do my best to do what I should do. No means that even if I try but fail, I can still live each day peacefully. I am not happy because of what I gain, nor am I upset because of what I lose. I go with the flow and let things come and go as they come. Perhaps this way I can live a little easier.

Chapter 9: Flowers Bloom and Never Fall (7)

The campus of No. 33 Middle School returned to tranquility in the afternoon. The volleyball court in the school gymnasium was probably the liveliest place in the school during the afternoon self-study time.

The whole dance rehearsal had just ended. When everyone walked to the side of the court to rest with a little sweat on their hands, Lao Xu clapped his hands and called everyone to pay attention while pointing out the things that the participants should pay attention to in the future. After Lao Xu gave his comments on the whole dance, the sound equipment placed on the side of the court started to play again.

This was a very lyrical old song, but anyone who had ever done ballroom dancing would immediately recognize the rhythm of a Form 4 student.

"Come on! Everyone's been following the same beat lately, let's change the rhythm and relax!"

At Dong Qin's call, the energetic young people didn't wait for Principal Li and Vice Principal Xu to respond; they paired up and started dancing again. Seeing

the young people's unanimous response, Old Li and Old Xu exchanged a knowing smile. It was a smile of youthful energy, and perhaps a touch of nostalgia for their own youthful days.

But someone had already stopped giving them any reason to think further, because Dong Qin and the female physics teacher from No. 14 Middle School had broken with the usual ballroom etiquette and extended an invitation to them.

Old Xu was pulled into the room by Dong Qin. Facing the female physics teacher, who was considered an older sister among the young people but more than ten years younger than him, Old Li extended his hand first.

Ballroom dancing is rarely performed in a traditional, formal way these days, as their energetic nature makes them prefer the loud, upbeat beats of a DJ. However, in contemporary settings, young people have also made the steps of ballroom dancing exceptionally light and lively.

The female physics teacher was very light on her feet, and her sense of rhythm and coordination were outstanding. So, after a brief practice run-in with her partner, Lao Li and he moved in perfect sync, as if they were longtime partners.

This was a dance style popular in the mid-1990s (because Lao Li only knew the steps up to that period). To Lao Li's surprise, the female physics teacher was very skilled at it. Perhaps it was this skillful dance that gave Lao Li a sense of time travel, and he began to lead his partner in the most flamboyant steps of that era.

As they danced, the pairs that used to be together were now reduced to just one couple. Everyone else, including Old Xu, who had been a very good ballroom dancer in his youth, had stopped and joined the others in a loose circle, smiling as they watched Old Li and the female physics teacher's light and graceful dance.

It wasn't just the Swan Lake danced on tiptoe, nor the waltz with its flowing gowns; a song drifting past your ears in life, or perhaps a casually graceful yet deeply moving figure in the morning sunlight through the woods, could unexpectedly leave a faint, wistful feeling in your heart, like the beauty of a peach blossom in bloom. Or, in a chance encounter years later, it could awaken memories and allow time to flow backward.

Old Li had such memories, so he immersed himself in them. The female physics teacher was also immersed, because many of the dark burdens that had accumulated in her heart were quietly eased by these dance steps. The people gathered in a circle suddenly felt transported back to a time more than a decade ago, to the community square with its portable tape recorder, to the shady lakeside where the morning breeze blew…

The music that lasted five or six minutes faded away, and everyone chatted and laughed naturally. A second tune began, and the dance partners changed, intentionally or unintentionally, until pairs of figures moved to the rhythm in the center of the square.

Lulu, who had more contact with Lao Li (outside of dance rehearsals), hadn't really considered ballroom dancing before, but when she suddenly became interested, she went directly to Lao Li for instruction.

Although she hadn't undergone full professional modeling training, the necessary training for amateur models allowed Lulu to pick up ballroom dancing very quickly. So, despite being taller than the female physics teacher, she had always maintained excellent weight control, making her appear even more graceful. Sure

enough, once she mastered the alternating steps, Lao Li, supporting her waist with his large hand that almost covered her entire lower back, began to dance the three-step rhythm.

Lightness was the first impression Lulu gave Lao Li, and it was precisely this lightness that allowed Lao Li's large hands to clearly feel Lulu's slender waist. Softness was the second impression Lao Li felt as he led Lulu through the dance steps, but this softness lacked some elastic support, inevitably leaving a slight sense of regret.

Yuanyuan, also a former model, had almost the same physique as Lulu before joining the team, but after training with the team, the still tall and slender Yuanyuan added elements of strength and elasticity to this lightness and softness.

Strength made Yuanyuan upright, creating visual tension, while elasticity made her supple, making her feel even more captivating. As for Lulu, when Lao Li led Yuanyuan through another slide step, the stark difference in physique between the two girls became even more apparent.

A slight lapse in concentration during this comparison inevitably led to Lao Li's first minor collision at this impromptu dance party.

The other couple who bumped into Lao Li and his group was Dong Na and Zou Yang, a female duo (it seems they've been this pair since the very first song). To be fair, given Lao Li's reaction speed, even in a moment of distraction, he had ample time to avoid this situation. However, Dong Na and Zou Yang's group seemed less comfortable with ballroom dancing. Just as Lao Li and Lulu were desperately trying to get out of the way, the female duo still charged at them.

Lao Li tried his best, because the floor was packed with people, and there wasn't much space for them to avoid the crowd. But even so, during their dance, they almost bumped into each other. When the music stopped, Dong Na and Zou Yang walked up to Lao Li with half-smiles, and things took a completely different turn.

A barrage of accusations, all attributed to Lao Li, ensued. The two relentless girls, along with several others, chimed in. Lao Li, who was practically surrendering, ended up signing an unequal treaty with four or five girls: Pay up! We're going to karaoke!

When? "You said today won't work!" "Sure, why not!" "It's just that Lao Mu has nothing to do today, so the KTV commentary can be postponed until tomorrow."

Whether it was Dong Na and Zou Yang, the aggrieved parties, or the other three who joined in kicking Lao Li when he was down and forcing him to sign a compensation agreement, they were all young female teachers

from No. 33 Middle School. However, besides these young female teachers, the only other person who benefited from Lao Li's compensation agreement was the completely bewildered Lao Xu, who was also secretly informed by Dong Na to participate. Lao Xu was bewildered because while the young female teachers were threatening Lao Li, it was a lively scene within their circle, but those outside only saw the commotion without understanding its origin.

Twenty minutes later, the school bell rang, and the impromptu dance on the volleyball court in the gymnasium came to an end.

After everyone quickly washed up and changed their clothes, it was time for Lao Li to fulfill the agreement he had signed at the dance. However, going to karaoke at this time feels a bit early, since it feels like dinnertime right now.

The young female teacher, Gen, who was laughing heartily, and Dong Na, who had just been notified, both looked at Lao Li and Lao Xu with smiles. The two men exchanged glances, and Lao Xu asked Dong Na with a smile, "Are there any good restaurants near the school?"

"Hehe... Principal Xu is treating!" "Then let's not eat near the school. I know a restaurant called Biyuan that's very good. Let's go there!" Dong Na, who was already smiling, beamed when she heard Lao Xu's question. So, at her call, the young female teachers cheered.

Dong Na drove Tie Yi's newly bought car, but because she still had to take Bai Xue and Han Yue home, only Lao Xu got into her car before she drove off. Lao Li's car was crammed with five young female teachers, and he drove behind Dong Na's car. After

dropping Han Yue off last, Dong Na's car turned around and drove for another seven or eight minutes before arriving at the restaurant she mentioned, called Biyuan. Upon arriving, everyone noticed two or three karaoke bars not far from the restaurant. As they got out of the car, they remarked, "Our teacher Dong is so thoughtful!"

Indeed, finding a place like this, where you can eat, drink

, and have fun so easily, requires a discerning eye. Biyuan, the name itself is quite elegant, and the elegant ambiance inside immediately puts everyone in a good mood, even before the food has arrived.

Since Dong Na had recommended the restaurant, the task of ordering was handed over to her.

Eight dishes and a soup were ordered, and after consulting everyone's opinions, the drinks were brought out as well. Along with the drinks, four complimentary appetizers arrived first. As soon as this set was placed on the table, the quick-witted Dong Na instructed the waiter to pour everyone's drinks.

The wine was cloudy yet slightly bluish, described as a traditionally brewed rice wine. The wine had a fragrant aroma and a smooth, slightly sweet taste, so after some discussion and tasting, everyone downed it in large gulps.

The lingering aroma of the wine, combined with four side dishes—some crisp, some refreshing—made everyone praise Dong Na for finding such a wonderful place. Once all

the dishes were served, the small jar of rice wine was empty. Everyone agreed that the wine was mild and delicious, so even the female physics teacher, who couldn't drink much, didn't object and opened another jar.

Three women make a drama, but when six women are together, happily drinking, it's not just a matter of two dramas plus one; it's more like a number being raised to the nth power, increasing exponentially.

However, while the women's liveliness increased exponentially, their focus was entirely on the two male members sitting with them. It's said that women can be a little unreasonable in front of men, but with the added boost of alcohol, Old Li and Old Xu simply forgot that the concept of 'reason' even existed.

The delicious rice wine was for the women, so Old Li and Old Xu had to drink Liuyang River rice wine instead. Whatever the women said was right, and nodding in agreement only made them the target of their attacks. Old Li was thus put in an awkward position. He drank, and Old Xu was rendered speechless. Old Xu kept pouring him more wine, and while Old Li and Old Xu continued drinking, the women also kept drinking, one cup after another of rice wine.

Drinking is all about the atmosphere, and when that atmosphere permeates the heart, one's alcohol tolerance seems to increase considerably. The atmosphere at Old Li's table was now very pleasant, and everyone felt great. Even those who had drunk seven or eight tenths of their usual capacity were still somewhat reluctant to stop. Fortunately, even though everyone was still enjoying themselves, no one forgot that they had almost finished drinking and eating and were planning to go sing karaoke later.

Old Li, one of the two men, paid the bill. As everyone stood up to leave, still tipsy, a woman who happened to be at Old Li's table stopped them in their tracks.

Dong Na had specifically requested this restaurant, not only because of its pleasant ambiance and delicious food, but also because she was very familiar with the owner. Knowing that Dong Na was there, the owner, who had just returned, rushed over to see her.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill and paid the bill, the owner, wanting to express her gratitude, punished herself with a drink and toasted everyone present. When she learned that Old Li and his group were going to sing karaoke, she immediately decided to join them.

The restaurant run by such a forthright person was surprisingly elegant, a contrast that surprised everyone. However, everyone had a very good impression of the proprietress, so no one felt that her unexpected arrival would spoil their fun.

The restaurant was recommended by Dong Na, and the proprietress, being the local, decided which karaoke bar to choose.

A striking red high heel under the neon lights led Lao Li and his group through a heavy wooden door into a karaoke bar called "Red Shoes," led by the proprietress.

City nightlife doesn't really begin until 9 PM, so bars and nightclubs weren't yet at their busiest. The proprietress had arranged a large private room through the manager at the front desk, and upon entering, they ordered a huge amount of food—a decision she made on her own without consulting anyone.

The waiter left, and the door to the private room was closed. In the flickering light and shadow of the huge LCD screen in the private room, Lao Li and his friends' nightlife began. Chapter

9

: Flowers Bloom and Never Fall (8)

The women opened the wine and ordered songs. However, the women were not shouting for themselves, but giving priority to the two male members. Lao Xu had a good voice and could sing in coloratura tenor. However, as someone born in the 1950s or 1960s, he used "Red Star Guides Me to Battle" as the opening song for the evening's duet.

The second person to pick up the microphone was a female physics teacher. She could also sing high notes, but she chose a very low-pitched song, "Summer Fruits". Her voice was low and slightly hoarse. The plaintive melody permeated the space.

In the quieter private room, the female physics teacher, having finished her song, handed the microphone to Lao Li. Without a second thought, Lao Li pulled Dong Qin, who was sitting beside him, over. Their duet was of the famous Mongolian love song, "Meeting at the Aobao." Dong Qin's voice was melodious, and Lao Li, singing with great emotion, joined in, his voice slightly exaggerated and expressive. Lao Li, in turn, gently placed his hand on her waist.

However, with the final line of the song, "The person in your heart will surely come running over," Dong Qin actually took a large step to the side, almost knocking Lao Li, who was supporting her waist, off course. The boisterous proprietress, seeing Dong Qin's increasingly affected and affected singing style becoming unbearably sweet, simply took a half-step forward and gave her a shove, causing the now boneless Dong Qin to actually run away.

Laughter echoed throughout the room, and the duet continued amidst the laughter. The two men, Lao Xu with his great voice, practically sang all the high-pitched and powerful old songs, while Lao Li opted for more soothing tunes like "In That Faraway Place," "Two Geese," and "Night on the Prairie."

The women singing with the men had a particular fondness for popular songs, and some, like Zou Yang, especially loved anything with a strong rhythm. Sure enough, when she sang a song by Sammi Cheng that involved jumping and dancing, the younger women, caught up in the energy, jumped up and practically dragged the two older men along, dancing and bouncing to the somewhat ear-piercing music. Once

they got started, everything flowed naturally. As each song played, those in the private room who were a little tired drank beer, but those who didn't feel tired continued dancing in the middle of the room.

It was no longer a singing contest; anyone could sing whenever they wanted. There was no more pulling each other along; whenever someone wanted to dance, a partner would always be there. A dozen beers were drunk, and another dozen were opened. Aside from the occasional microphone hum, most people opted to dance and jump around in the arena.

The light from the LCD screen reflected Dong Na's flushed face, glistening with sweat. At that moment, Zou Yang picked up a microphone, and as the surrounding speakers blared an even more intense rhythm, she and the South Korean woman on the screen, with a microphone on her finger, sang lyrics that most people couldn't understand. Dong Na swayed to the rhythm. Opposite her was Lao Li, who was about to leave but was pulled back by her. Seeing Lao Li struggling to adapt to the rhythm, Dong Na smiled, put her hands on his shoulders, and guided him to feel the impact of the powerful music.

The screen flickered rapidly, and the atmosphere in the private room grew increasingly hazy with each flicker. Old Li was practically cornered by Dong Na. When he could retreat no further, the now completely aroused Dong Na simply wrapped her arms around his neck.

This was because one of the two men present, Old Xu, had been forced to drink beer after beer by the boss's wife and Dong Qin, and was now slumped on the sofa in the room, completely out of it. Now, the room was filled with women and one able-bodied man. Old Li, who had just escaped being forced to drink and come out for some fresh air, had been spotted by the sharp-eyed Dong Na. Seeing Old Xu's miserable state only fueled Dong Na's excitement; she wasn't about to let this opportunity pass. Wanting to see what Old Li would be like after being tormented, she blocked him in.

Finding someone to torment and have some fun with was a common occurrence in such lively private rooms. However, Dong Na's approach to tormenting Lao Li now wasn't like Dong Qin and the landlady's, where she forced him to drink. She used her youthful energy and bold, fiery body language to push Lao Li into an extremely awkward situation.

Youth, fiery passion, boldness, and vitality left Lao Li with nowhere to retreat. The light and shadow flickered and blurred, the young woman's smiling face appearing and disappearing in the dim and impulsive rhythm, her smile full of provocation and ambiguity. Perhaps it was Zou Yang singing a song that no South Korean woman could understand, or perhaps it was the incomprehensibility that made everything easier to blend. With no way to retreat, Lao Li, amidst the young woman's inscrutable smile in the light and shadow, wrapped his arms around her waist, leaned forward, and lightly rested his chin on her shoulder, his face almost touching hers.

The intense rhythm moved them to the beat. As Lao Li's arms tightened around the young woman's waist, the woman, who had just become stiff, seemed to be infected by Lao Li's movements and began to move along with him.

On the screen, the South Korean woman, holding a microphone to her mouth, roamed the room. Zou Yang's almost shouting voice made it even harder to understand what she was singing. In the corner, Lao Li and Dong Na, completely accustomed to the rhythm between them, were now pressed tightly together, their four hands no longer entwined, but moving with the beat.

Suddenly, the screen dimmed, and the entire private room was filled with the DJ's rhythm, the dim light and the impulsive beat filling the air. The two, their bodies pressed even closer together, suddenly froze, for their lips, beyond their control, pressed together in that instant.

Intense light and shadow burst forth from the screen, flashing rapidly. Four lips parted, followed by bodies pressed tightly together. The two bodies writhed wildly to the rhythm, yet from a hidden angle, they performed even more passionate and secretive acts.

The young woman's exaggeratedly firm breasts were touched and kneaded by the man's large hands, their movements almost invisible in the flashing light. The man twisted his hips, and the woman's small, swaying hands constantly explored the sensitive areas. With almost every intertwining of bodies, four lips touched in a fleeting, rapid rhythm. With each change of position, large and small hands searched for each other's secrets.

More alcohol, a faster pace—except for Old Xu, still dazed on the sofa, helped to the rest room by the waiter called by the proprietress, everyone else in the private room was dancing wildly.

At a chance moment, in a secluded yet opportune place, driven by an unknown force, people would exaggerate, even lose themselves, to vent their emotions. At this time, in this place, and driven by this same unknown force, Lao Li and his colleagues were completely immersed in the moment. As

the emotional release drew to a close, feeling exhausted and having drunk their fill, the party ended. Lao Li and the waiters helped the still-drunk Lao Xu, while the other women, pulling and supporting each other, chanted as they left the KTV called "Red Shoes."

Having drunk so much, no one could drive anymore, so the generous proprietress of Biyuan simply called her driver. First, Lao Li and Dong Qin took the intoxicated Lao Xu home, and then the others were driven home according to the distance to their respective homes.

A dozen minutes later, Lao Li and Dong Qin returned with Lao Xu. However, the others waiting for them at Biyuan Garden shared a common thought: it's so late, let's not go home and disturb our families. Why don't we all go back to the school and squeeze in for the night? (Note: this refers to the women squeezing in, not Lao Li. It's not that the women actually want to sleep together, but except for Dong Qin, the other female teachers all live in the city, the nearest being over 20 kilometers away. Even with a car, it would be too much trouble to take them all.) Going back to the school and squeezing in seems like the only option for the women is to squeeze into the office. After thinking for a moment, Lao Li called Tian Rong. He briefly explained the situation and mentioned that several female colleagues wanted to squeeze in at the school for the night. Tian Rong hesitated for a moment, then asked Lao Li to pass the phone to Dong Qin.

After receiving the call from Tian Rong, Dong Qin looked at Lao Li with a questioning gaze and told the others about Secretary Tian's arrangements: Secretary Tian has a place; let's go stay there.

Old Li and the five female teachers returned home. Strangely, apart from Tie Yi and her daughter Xiao Ru, none of the women in the house were asleep. It would have been normal if Tian Rong or Fei'er hadn't gone to sleep, as they were waiting to arrange accommodations for the five teachers. But now, a group of women were sitting in the living room, seemingly chatting idly. Old Li couldn't help but touch his nose, wondering what the women in his house were up to.

However, there seemed to be more women in the Li family's living room than he could figure out, so before he could, Fei'er and Tian Rong warmly welcomed the five still somewhat bewildered female teachers.

After a brief introduction, the five female teachers and the women of Old Li's family had a basic understanding of each other. And with this initial acquaintance, the five female teachers roughly understood the perhaps simple relationships among the women in Old Li's house.

Like Fei'er's mother, the woman in the cheongsam, and her daughter, all are relatives of Old Li's in-laws. Old Li's daughter, Xiaozhu, and her sister-in-law are relatives on his side. Even if Da Mei and Qing Yu are Old Li's former students, it's perfectly normal for them to visit their teacher. As for Secretary Tian, he said his home in the city is a bit far from the school, and Principal Li's house has extra space, so he stayed at Old Li's house for convenience. Otherwise, weren't the five of you staying at Old Li's house because it was inconvenient to go home?

Everyone seems to have a reasonable explanation, but sometimes these explanations are too plausible. Dong Na, for example, might think: "These are all just coincidences, aren't they?" To be honest, Dong Na's way of thinking is a common way of thinking for women. This is because once a woman crosses a certain special line in her relationship with a man, she wants to know the reason behind everything that happens around him. A smart and well-mannered woman will keep her questions to herself and then subtly extract everything from the man at the right moment. However, a woman with slightly lower intelligence (or perhaps more accurately, emotional intelligence) will be less likely to keep things to herself and will immediately state her position.

Dong Na, being well-mannered, left her questions for later, to ask Lao Li. However, her gaze subtly swept over the women in the room, perhaps seeking answers within the house. She wondered if a woman's unintentional action or a casual glance would provide the answer. The

mother-in-law and her entourage, seeing the heavily intoxicated Lao Li, didn't say much except for a frown. Da Mei and Qing Yu gave Lao Li a sharp look before averting their eyes. Only Lao Li's daughter, Xiao Zhu, frowned and went to her father's side, scolding him for drinking so much while helping him sit down and also inviting the five female teachers to sit as well.

Fei'er served tea and water to the teachers, who, now quite drunk, felt embarrassed.

Indeed, sitting in someone else's living room reeking of alcohol was rather presumptuous.

Fortunately, Secretary Tian came over at the right time and chatted casually with the five female teachers, quickly dispelling their awkwardness. "

We all have to go to work tomorrow, everyone should rest first," Secretary Tian said, seeking their opinions. This completely relieved the female teachers, because Old Li's daughter, Xiaozhu, after becoming a little familiar with her father's colleagues, kept pestering them to tell her what fun things had happened that evening. "

Your dad hugged each of us, dancing and singing!" These were words that none of the five female teachers could say to Old Li's daughter, or even to any other woman in the room. But Xiaozhu, seemingly innocent and longing, continued to ask more and more relevant questions when the female teachers gave her vague answers.

Almost incoherently, she said goodnight to the women of the Li family in the living room, and somewhat flusteredly followed Tian Rong out of the living room. Hearing her five female colleagues almost simultaneously let out a long sigh at the door, Tian Rong, walking ahead of them, didn't know whether to laugh or what.

The guests who had stayed overnight had all gone to rest. Fei'er's mother said a few words to Old Li and then left with her group of women. Qingyu and Damei, after instructing Xiaozhu to take good care of her father, glanced at Old Li and went back to their rooms. Old Li, left in the living room, had his silent sister-in-law wipe his hands and face with a hot towel, while also giving her a grateful and ingratiating look.

The sister-in-law handed Old Li the mouthwash, then turned and walked away without a second glance. The daughter pouted at her father and went to pour water. Old Li smiled bitterly. Yes, he'd only had a little wine while having dinner and karaoke with colleagues, but who knew he'd offended all the women in his family? If he wasn't miserable now, when would he ever be? He'd

just lit a cigarette in the bathroom when his sister-in-law, with a stern face, and his pouting daughter, as if they'd predicted his arrival, appeared before him. One snatched the cigarette from his hand, while the other simply confiscated all the contraband from him. "I only smoked my first cigarette today!" Old Li muttered to himself, rinsing his mouth in the bathroom.

The eight-step bed was completely silent; even the curtains, which he always drew at night, were still drawn. Curious, Old Li didn't immediately unfold his bedding in the middle of the hallway, but instead peeked into the bed.

His sister-in-law, in a nightgown, had just pulled the covers over herself, as if in a huff. "Isn't Xiaozhu here?" The question had barely formed in his mind when Old Li immediately thought that his daughter was going back to school the next day. Was she not sleeping here to create an opportunity for him and his sister-in-law to talk alone tonight?

That must be it. Perhaps the alcohol had affected his initial doubts, but Old Li was now certain of this. So, he carefully climbed onto his sister-in-law's bed.

Lying facing inwards, Old Li could only see her back and the back of her head. After a slight hesitation, he lifted the covers and quietly lay down on the pillow next to her.

"Get out!"

his sister-in-law said in a soft but authoritative voice after Old Li lay down.

Startled, Old Li, who had been lying on his back, sat up. However, instead of obediently getting out of bed as his sister-in-law had instructed, he turned to his side, pressing himself close to her, and casually placed a large hand on her slender waist.

"No...you...get out!"

The younger sister-in-law's body seemed to stiffen suddenly, and she said hurriedly.

"I won't go out,"

Old Li said gently, his warm breath pressing closer to her as he kissed her neck.

Her body trembled, as if stimulated, and she suddenly turned around excitedly, pushing her brother-in-law away while scolding him.

Grabbing her hands and pressing them onto the bed, Old Li looked at his sister-in-law, who was twisting and scolding him excitedly, and without thinking, he opened his mouth and kissed her. After

struggling and moaning, unable to escape her brother-in-law's mouth, she simply opened her mouth (not that she wanted to kiss her brother-in-law too) and bit down mercilessly on his thick lips with her small, white teeth.

The stinging pain in his lips, coupled with the woman's relentless struggle, combined with the alcohol-fueled rage of his brother-in-law, drove him to disregard the pain in his lips. He abruptly switched control of his sister-in-law's hands with his own, and that free hand immediately began to grope her body.

One hand, at this moment, was enough. It wasn't just removing her nightgown; it was forcefully and skillfully tearing at it. Terrified by her brother-in-law's sudden change, the sister-in-law struggled even more violently, biting his thick lips.

Her lips, already numb with pain, throbbed as she writhed. While the pain was intense for Old Li, the undulating motion of her body inadvertently aided him, making it easier for his hand to tear at her nightgown.

The sister-in-law struggled almost desperately but silently. When she bit her brother-in-law's lip with all her might, his nightgown was completely torn to shreds.

She struggled, biting his lip, and he let her struggle and bite, beginning to fondle her body, now uncovered by the nightgown.

A mother of a daughter, yet her breasts were so firm and elastic! His hand first touched her left, then her right, manipulating the nipple until it hardened. Then he pinched and gently pulled at the nipple of her left breast. When both nipples were hard, his large hand grasped one of her breasts, which he squeezed and kneaded with slight force. "

Ugh!" The sister-in-law, biting her brother-in-law's lip, let out a muffled cry, because as she writhed, her brother-in-law slipped his hand, which had just left her breasts, between her legs.

My brother-in-law was incredibly rough, almost recklessly... Let's omit a bit, the compilation will be released soon, everyone go to the group to see it.

Chapter Nine: Flowers Never Fade (9)

"No... don't... ah! Brother... brother... too... too deep... ah..."

The uterus, never before penetrated by a foreign object, was once again fully stretched open by the enormous umbrella-like covering. Unable to endure it any longer, the sister-in-law abruptly released her brother-in-law's lips, trying to stop his relentless invasion of her uterus.

The umbrella-like covering was tightly enveloped by the cervix, the contracting and sucking sensation providing the brother-in-law with immense pleasure! He savored the sensation, kissing his sister-in-law's slightly panting lips fiercely, asking, "Good Rong'er, what don't you want from your brother-in-law?"

"Bastard! Brother...brother...you...big...big bastard! You...ah..."

Avoiding her brother-in-law's frantic kisses, the sister-in-law, who had just been cursing him, was rendered speechless by the deepest thrust from his enormous umbrella-like covering.

He kissed his sister-in-law's lips intermittently, while one hand freely caressed her breasts. Below, his large member, fueled by alcohol and passion, swelled even more, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, sometimes deeply, sometimes shallowly, penetrating her abundantly secreted fluids… Let's save what we can.

A long, high-pitched scream erupted as his brother-in-law's large member, deeply embedded in her uterus, forcefully ejaculated, hitting her uterine walls, causing her to cry out from the depths of her heart.

Gently kissing the woman still basking in the afterglow, looking at her flushed, sweat-drenched face, a deep tenderness welled up in his eyes.

One ejaculation wasn't enough for him, but his sister-in-law was already exhausted. Unsatisfied, he reluctantly kissed her a few more times, holding her close and talking to her.

From the innocent, budding emotions of her youth, her brother-in-law had always held a place in her heart. Today, when this long-held affection finally found its place, everything changed.

Her brother-in-law recounted the origins of these changes to his sister-in-law. When he mentioned Fei'er, her sister-in-law's resentment and grievances were completely replaced by utter shock.

Knowing the profound impact his relationship with Fei'er had on her, he wanted to make things clear. So, he explained in more detail everything that had happened between him and Fei'er.

Everything seemed accidental, yet over three years of living together seemed to foreshadow an inevitability. Yes, a mature man and a woman blossoming like a flower, living under the same roof for over three years—a single chance occurrence could drastically alter their relationship. So, it could be considered accidental, or it could be inevitable. However, when her brother-in-law mentioned that Fei'er was pregnant with his child, her sister-in-law felt a little dizzy.

"Does Fei'er's mother know about this?"

Coming out of her dizziness, the sister-in-law stroked her brother-in-law and asked with some worry.

"Her mother already knows Fei'er is pregnant, but Fei'er hasn't told her the child is ours,"

the brother-in-law replied in a slightly lonely voice, gently pulling his sister-in-law closer.

"What will we do then?"

The sister-in-law asked anxiously, not knowing that her brother-in-law's lonely voice would cause her such heartache.

"Are you tired? Let's sleep."

The brother-in-law had no way of knowing what the future held, so he didn't answer her directly. He spoke in another way: Tomorrow, everything will be alright tomorrow.

Will everything be alright tomorrow? This was a question no one could answer, yet everyone looked forward to tomorrow. Nestled in her brother-in-law's chest, finding a very comfortable spot, the sister-in-law fell asleep without thinking about anything.

The inside of his thick lips was bitten until they bled by his sister-in-law's fine, white teeth, while the outside of his thick lips, apart from a few faint teeth marks, was otherwise unremarkable. However, these lips, which looked much thicker than usual, were rather conspicuous. So, after looking in the mirror for a while, Old Li decided to rest at home for the morning and go to school in the afternoon.

At home, his daughter had gone back to the city for classes that morning, and everyone else who was supposed to be at work or school had also left. With nothing to do ,

Old Li turned on the computer. He entered his username and password and logged into the game his daughter had asked him to help her level up. He first checked his friends list and found that four new friends had been added, and one of them happened to be online.

Recently, Old Li had very little time to log in and help his daughter with leveling up, but after Fei'er found out about this, the leveling task was handed over to Fei'er. These four new friends were probably added by Fei'er, so Lao Li wasn't familiar with this online 'friend.' After sending a greeting, he switched his game character to the desolate 'dead water' area to level up.

"Beep beep..."

A notification sound came, and Lao Li, who was directing his character's leveling, stopped and opened the message bar.

It was a message from the friend he'd logged in earlier, asking if he could help out. The friend had accepted a system quest that required the assistance of a swordsman to complete.

Using system quests to level up and rack up points was a good method, and sometimes unexpected rewards could be obtained. However, his daughter's chosen system character was a wandering swordsman. Since the character had no sect or affiliation, everything was done alone. Therefore, Lao Li had always only accepted system quests that could be done by one person; he had rarely taken on anything else.

Looking at the message from his friend, he saw that he had accepted a guild quest. To be honest, Old Li wouldn't have had the chance to encounter such a quest on his own. However, his student Tan Liang, who had been leveling him up, had used his own registered game character to familiarize Old Li with almost all the system quests.

Another opportunity to do system quests and farm points! Old Li agreed to the request without hesitation.

The other person was a female character with top-tier equipment, but online, just because someone wears a pretty dress doesn't mean they're a real woman. So, after a simple division of labor, Old Li and the other person started doing the system quest.

The quest was to capture a wanted womanizer, and to enhance the game's effect, the system, following traditional martial arts concepts, gave the wanted womanizer incredibly fast legs. When Lao Li was doing this quest under the guidance of his student Tan Liang, they practically chased the flower thief across most of the system map (actually, given Tan Liang's familiarity with the game, it wasn't necessary to put in so much effort; he was just yawning and leading his teacher on a crazy run to familiarize him with the game). The location on the wanted poster was the Guazhou Ancient Ferry on the map, but now the system notification said the flower thief had committed another crime in Luoyang. Lao Li and his friend had planned to attack from both sides, but judging from the current situation, it seemed unlikely they would catch the flower thief by tomorrow. Based on his experience from the last quest, Lao Li knew the flower thief's next stop was south of Luoyang to the Qinhuai River. So, while sending messages to his friend about going to the Qinhuai River, Lao Li found the shortest route on the map and headed towards the Qinhuai River.

This was only the third time someone had received this system quest since the server opened, besides Lao Li doing it once with Tan Liang, because everyone wasn't very familiar with it. So, when Lao Li sent a message to his friend about the Qinhuai River, he received no response.

Thus, Lao Li, who had arrived at Qinhuai first, waited by the pleasure boat of Yu Shuangling, one of the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai and the next target of the flower thief, while his friend turned and headed towards Luoyang in pursuit.

Yu Shuangling isn't a system-defined NPC; she's the leader of the Meizong sect, a mysterious and often evil sect within the game. However, when the flower thief arrived, it coincided with her weakest period of seductive power. This is a hurdle the game sets for certain characters, so the system quest Lao Li and his friend accepted could only be triggered when their characters were at a disadvantage.

Last time Lao Li did this quest with Tan Liang, Yu Shuangling escaped the hurdle because she was accompanied by a Meizong elder. The second time the quest was triggered, the flower thief was killed by a group of Taoist priests from Wudang Mountain before even reaching Luoyang. "What about this time?" Lao Li wondered as he boarded Yu Shuangling's pleasure boat.

With the advancements in 3D animation technology, online games have become increasingly sophisticated, resulting in more refined characters and graphics. Amidst this exquisite visuals, Lao Li controlled his character as he ascended the stairs of Yu Shuangling's pleasure boat.

Perhaps drawing inspiration from the development of QQ Space, this game also leaves ample room for personalization within each character's own private space. Old Li, guided by a maid-like figure on a painted boat, is now observing Yu Shuangling's personality as she enters the world within the boat's space, guided by the visual effects conveyed by the game character. Yu

Shuangling is the leader of the Demonic Sect in the martial arts world, yet her dwelling place is a painted boat on the Qinhuai River. While the leader of the Demonic Sect, often depicted as alluring and seductive in the works of great writers, has decorated her abode with remarkable elegance and tranquility.

Surrounded by such an elegant environment, Old Li couldn't help but wonder which avatar this unfamiliar leader of the Charming Sect would choose for him. (According to Old Li, the game had custom-made avatars for one hundred main female characters.) Just as Old Li was anticipating the avatar, the system chat began. A cup of

tea was poured for the guest, and the maid leading the way informed Old Li that her mistress, Miss Yu, was feeling slightly unwell and wouldn't be seeing guests today. However, if the guest wished to wait, he could sit there; if not, he could do as he pleased. Old Li

's original purpose here was to catch the flower thief; whether or not he met Yu Shuangling herself was secondary. So, Old Li decided to wait there.

Using the method Tan Liang had taught him, he measured the approximate distance to the flower thief on the game map with a ruler. This allowed him to roughly calculate how long it would take the thief to arrive. According to the game's mechanics, it would take the flower thief at least twenty minutes to get here. Since it was someone in the game waiting, not him, Old Li left his character there and opened his game space to start organizing.

"Hey! Old Li, you're playing this game too?"

Someone spoke behind Old Li as he was organizing his game space.

Turning around, Old Li saw the woman in the cheongsam standing behind him with a curious smile. Putting down his mouse, Old Li invited the guest to sit down and said, "This is what Zhu'er wanted to play, but she's busy with her studies and doesn't have much time to play. So Fei'er and I put her online when we have time."

"Hehe... My situation is similar to yours. Rou'er is also playing this game, but she doesn't have much time either, so Fei'er and I..."

Hearing Old Li's explanation, the woman in the cheongsam smiled and mentioned her daughter, Qu Rou. Both of them had been dragged into online games by their younger relatives, so Old Li and the woman in the cheongsam started chatting about this common topic.

In the game's martial arts world, besides the traditional major sects, players can also create their own sects after reaching a certain level. However, creating a sect has a high threshold in the game, so since the game's launch, there haven't been more than five player-created sects. Qu Rou has now joined a player-created sect called Sword Flower Palace in the game.

After discussing their respective game characters, they inevitably started talking about what Old Li was doing online. Upon hearing that he was catching a womanizer, the woman in the cheongsam immediately became interested and said, "I'll go online too, and see what this womanizer is like!"

Judging from the time, the womanizer would arrive in three to five minutes. Just as Old Li closed his game account, the woman in the cheongsam also arrived with her character.

Through the game dialogue, Old Li learned that the woman in the cheongsam hadn't logged in Xiao Rou's account, but rather her own registered account, and she had even brought along a friend from the game.

Qu Rou had joined the Sword Flower Palace, a sect known for its abundance of beauties. The woman in the cheongsam's own choice in the game was somewhat interesting, because although she had joined the Emei Sect, a prestigious sect known for its female members, those familiar with the martial arts world know that the Emei Sect is all composed of nuns in black robes!

Two celibate nuns and a wandering swordsman, this group sitting in a brothel-dwelling woman's pleasure boat, sipping tea—perhaps such a scene is something only seen in games.

The flower thief didn't appear at the scheduled time, but Old Li received an urgent message from his partner on the quest, saying she was now following the flower thief. However, the flower thief wasn't the single one Old Li had encountered during the quest; now it was a group.

In the world of martial arts, there will always be conflict, and the game's plot emphasizes this clash of swords and shadows.

Within this conflict, many in the game aspire to be righteous heroes, but there seem to be just as many who want to be underworld tyrants. As the game's plot unfolds, some system quests subtly change.

For example, the thief-catching quest, originally a system quest between the player and an NPC, has now become a system quest triggered by certain individuals involved in underworld activities. In other words, while Old Li and his partner accepted the thief-catching quest, on the other hand, the player accepted the thief-catching quest. Although the quest route still follows the system's settings, the biggest difference between players and system NPCs is that now "I'm playing," allowing for considerable freedom in completing quests.

A quest accepted by one flower thief had already multiplied to three or four before even reaching the first stop in Luoyang, and by the time they left Luoyang, they had become a whole group.

Indeed, picking those famous beauties of the martial arts world in the game is definitely an exciting and enjoyable experience.

Old Li messaged his companion, telling her not to follow the flower thief but to take a shortcut to meet him at his destination. His companion accepted the message and appeared in Old Li's sight on the deck of the pleasure boat within minutes.

Whether in the novels and biographies of various authors or in the current game setting, those who engage in the flower picking profession are much faster than most people. Because of this, after accepting the quest, Old Li didn't waste time and effort following the flower thief, but instead took a shortcut to his next destination to ambush him.

However, the partner Old Li is now working with is different, because her legs are faster than even a flower thief's. This isn't to say her game character is fast, but rather that the horse she's riding, Black Cloud Covering Snow, is extremely famous.

In the game, only eight horses can rival Black Cloud Covering Snow in fame; they are based on the legendary Eight Steeds of King Mu of Zhou. Black Cloud Covering Snow is one of these eight steeds, Chao Guang, and is currently the first of them to appear in the game.

The flower thieves were almost upon them, reportedly numbering over a dozen, with two or three ranking high in the game. Old Li's group consisted of four. Judging by their current levels, the woman in the cheongsam, a high-ranking member of the Emei Sect, was the strongest, likely in the top twenty. Old Li's partner was also a formidable opponent. This small but powerful group should be enough to handle the thieves. However, in the underworld, the most troublesome opponents weren't the powerful gangsters, but rather these thieves with their diverse attack methods. "

Let's get two more people to help," was their strategy after some discussion. However, even with the game's rapid pace, finding help so quickly was a bit too slow.

Just as the four were making their preparations, a soft, melodious voice came through: "I have a few more people I can use; that should be enough to deal with those thieves."

Chapter Nine: Flowers Bloom and Never Fall (10)

It was just a soft, delicate voice. After this soft voice came out, the maid who had led Old Li onto the painted boat when he first arrived here appeared. This soft voice did not belong to this maid. She should belong to Yu Shuangling, whose power level periodically decreased due to the cultivation method in the game!

Only after this intuition was confirmed by herself did two women in tight-fitting clothes, one yellow and one white, with light veils covering their faces, appear behind the maid.

The soft voice rang out again. This time she said that she was not feeling well and was sorry that she could not come out to thank them. The two women in tight-fitting clothes who came out with the maid were the guards who had been protecting her. Their skills were not the best, but they were still decent. While she continued to thank Old Li and the others who had helped her, she also said that she asked Old Li and the others to arrange what her two guards wanted to do.

Based on past experience, the two people appearing here should be system quests, in which case Old Li wouldn't be confident he could handle the group of flower thieves. However, it's clear the two guards following the maid have been replaced by players, giving Old Li a better understanding of how to deal with the flower thieves.

Not playing by the rules, the players preparing to deal with the flower thieves discussed their division of labor. The bow of the pleasure boat faces the riverbank, the most challenging part of the mission, so the highest-level woman in the cheongsam, Old Li's companion who accepted the quest, and Yu Shuangling's white-clad guard are stationed at the bow. Old Li, who seems weaker, and the yellow-clad guard are stationed at the stern, while the maid, who claims to have good lightness skills, is responsible for communication between the people at the bow and stern.

According to Old Li's companion, the group of flower thieves is very close, but almost an hour has passed since they divided their tasks, and they haven't seen a single one. An hour had passed in reality, but in the game, it was already dusk. At this point, Old Li and his companions understood: the flower thieves weren't just wondering if they were coming; they were going to have some fun in the dead of night.

A few shadows flashed at the bow of the boat, and the woman in the cheongsam, controlling her game character, rushed forward. While waiting, she hadn't had anything to do, so she started contacting her online friends. Sure enough, several who had logged on early and were relatively close by had already arrived in a flurry.

With the arrival of the friends the woman in the cheongsam had contacted, Old Li realized that there would be more people than they could handle today. A system quest, unfamiliar to everyone but also something everyone was curious about, had attracted so many people that the riverbank in front of the pleasure boat was almost completely packed.

Catching flower thieves had attracted so many people—what were the thieves thinking? Something rather unusual and exciting was definitely what drew people in. At this thought, Old Li's heart skipped a beat. Yes, the flower thieves, who were already so close and outnumbered, hadn't made a move yet. They couldn't just be playing some kind of nighttime trick; they must have gathered even more people there!

He quickly sent this idea to the woman in the cheongsam, who then shared it with her friends. Everyone agreed with Old Li's idea. Without further ado, they quickly found help.

Perhaps many keyboards were being typed at the same time. Perhaps this was the first time so many people had contacted each other simultaneously since the game's launch. The quick-thinking ones, perhaps too lazy to type, simply started using guild announcements.

The entire riverbank screen was filled with people. The sky in the game turned completely dark, but everyone could still see each other through the slightly blurred screen. Several powerful figures stood at the front of the crowd and shouted. The scene, which had been as quiet as an indistinguishable swarm of insects, quieted for a moment before resuming its wriggling. This time, however, the wriggling was somewhat orderly; it was as if those skilled in formations from the martial arts world were temporarily arranging a battle formation for these bandits from all corners of the land.

A dazzling firework burst in the sky above the screen, followed by a series of realistic, chaotic sounds. The image on the screen suddenly expanded, revealing a crowd almost twice the size of the one in front of the pleasure boat.

Old Li, no longer knowing his own role, couldn't help but smile at the screen upon seeing the massive, dark mass of people before him. Yes, only underworld figures would have such a large scene. Those in the crowd who had their game characters wearing all sorts of masks were probably the righteous heroes who had learned of the event and changed their minds. Were all those standing in his camp righteous heroes?

Hehe… Old Li chuckled at the screen. He was genuinely impressed; the game's designers certainly had a knack for capturing people's psychology!

Organization and discipline! Perhaps this kind of game might have been seen twenty years ago, but in today's era that values individuality and self-expression, it wouldn't easily appear. Two groups of people, neither knowing who the other was, started an attack from two or three people, which instantly spread to every corner of the screen…

One after another, game characters fell to the ground with ear-piercing screams, while the painted boat in the hazy vision quietly raised a red lantern and slowly and silently slid into the deeper haze along the rippling Qinhuai River until it finally disappeared.

From the moment someone started arranging their troops, Old Li pulled his companions to the far corner of the crowd. Sensing the sudden change in the system quest, his companions obediently followed Old Li and hid in the corner as well. They messaged the woman in the cheongsam, only to find her in-game character standing right behind them. The three of them simultaneously typed the same word on different keyboards: Retreat!

Just as they made their decision, the battle raged on. The woman in the cheongsam led the way, with Old Li and his companions following behind. The three of them formed a powerful cone, charging and breaking through a weak point in the enemy's ranks, and made their escape.

The fighting and screams were left behind. Before the system notified them of mission completion, the three decided to continue.

A fast ship sped downstream through the blurry landscape. Just as they caught sight of the bright red light on the mast of the pleasure boat, the system notified them that Yu Shuangling had abandoned ship and returned to Yangzhou.

Yangzhou was the stronghold of the Demonic Sect's Charming Cult. High-level players were plentiful there, and even a random elder-level NPC was a formidable opponent. Could it be that even back there, some audacious womanizer would still try to seduce Yu Shuangling?

That's what they thought, but since the system didn't give any new hints, Lao Li and his two companions quickly disembarked from the speedboat and headed towards the headquarters of the Mei Sect in Yangzhou.

In a teahouse, a waitress serving tea initiated a formal conversation: Yu Shuangling is currently in seclusion for three days, and the mission will resume in three days.

They agreed to meet again in three days. Not in the mood to continue playing the game, Lao Li logged off. He casually opened a webpage, intending to browse the recent news, when Qingyu pushed open the door and entered.

There are too many houses in the family, making it impossible to keep track of who's home and who's not. Last night, Xiaozhu talked to me a lot, the most direct being that she wanted me to give a clear definition of my relationship with Lao Li. A clear definition of my relationship with Lao Li? When Xiaozhu asked me that, I thought about it more deeply.

There's a popular saying these days: height isn't a barrier, age isn't a problem. Applying that to my relationship with Lao Li seems very apt. But while it's fine to joke about it, it's too difficult to apply it fully to my situation.

It's not that there's anything wrong with my feelings for Lao Li; the hardest part is that my family situation is something neither of us can face, yet we have to. Many people think, "If only my family were different!" But those born into such families sometimes even deeply regret: "How much better it would be if I weren't born into such a family!"

Yes, sometimes when others envy you, only you can truly understand the bittersweet experience. But now, whether it's bitter or sweet, neither Lao Li nor I have a way out. Just like she told Xiaozhu last night, she had nothing more to say to Lao Li, but she needed time and opportunity to handle some things properly. In other words, until the right time and opportunity arose, her relationship with Lao Li would be public at home, but they would need to remain secret outside.

Since she planned to make their secret public at home, did she need to be too discreet with anyone other than a select few?

Thinking this, she went to find Lao Li. Qingyu came to Lao Li's side, affectionately hugged him from behind, and gently kissed his cheek, asking what he was doing. "

What's so interesting about the news?" she asked. "Come on, let's see what this website is like!" Knowing that Lao Li only browsed certain things online, Qingyu simply sat on his lap, clicking the QQ icon on the desktop as she spoke.

After entering her username and password and logging in, Qingyu opened her QQ online drive. (Hehe... Old Mu himself is practically a digital illiterate. I saw someone else use it this way before, so I'm just trying it out today.) There were four or five website addresses saved here. He double-clicked the third one, and while Qingyu waited for the webpage to open, she chuckled at Old Li.

From the moment Qingyu offered to introduce him to some unique websites, Old Li had a pretty good idea where the uniqueness came from. So, when Qingyu half-turned her head and smiled at him, Old Li chuckled and lightly slapped her pert buttocks, also casually cursing, "You little slut!"

Qingyu let out a groan, coquettishly rolling her eyes at Old Li as she playfully scolded him, while also wiggling her buttocks from side to side as she sat on his lap. However, even while she was wiggling and scolding him, she didn't delay operating the opened webpage at all.

The webpage displayed an erotic theme, opening a video chat service provided by this site. Qingyu then began entering her username and password.

"Darling, which one would you like to meet?"

A group of young women lined up neatly. Qingyu turned around, smiling playfully, and wrapped her arms around Lao Li's neck, asking him in a sweet, cloying voice.

Imagine a woman, perhaps thousands of miles away, or perhaps very close at hand, a complete stranger, professionally and mechanically undressing you amidst forced moans. To be honest, even though such a woman is quite alluring, Lao Li had little interest. But his woman's 'kind' intention to add some spice to their relationship, and Lao Li, taking her good intentions as gospel, wrapped his arms around her soft waist, looking into her smiling eyes, and said, "They can't compare to my Xiaoyu!"

"Tch—I won't let you, you old pervert, see them!"

The man's seemingly calm tone completely enveloped him in tenderness. With just one sentence, he completely captivated her heart. So, while the woman felt happy and joyful, she also stubbornly scolded him, and then another idea came to mind.

"Let's see what everyone else is doing!" While urging Old Li to loosen his increasingly tight grip, Qingyu turned back and opened a new screen.

The image was somewhat dark and scattered, but the lack of any design flaws in the shots clearly demonstrated that the events unfolding before her, in various locations, reflected real-life occurrences between men and women.

From hotel rooms to family bathtubs, from cramped train carriages to expansive, tree-lined beaches, from men on top of women to women riding men, from uncontrollable passion to moments of intense intimacy—perhaps just a fleeting interest—these real stories, happening in every moment, converged from scattered locations onto the screen before her.

"Hehe...this man is so fat and ugly!"

"Hmm, butchers would probably like that kind..."

"Oh! This man's...is so small!"

"Hehe...Xiaoyu likes big ones!...But that woman's are bigger than Xiaoyu's!"

"Hmph! Shameless! You old pervert! If you like big ones, go touch her! Ah! You...you...ah...no...don't...you...don't...don't touch my...!"...

"Yu'er, you're all wet here!"

"Old...old pervert! It's...it's all your fault...you made...you..."

"Yu'er...call me daddy! Call me daddy, and daddy will fuck Yu'er hard..."

"No...I...I won't...I won't...bad...bad person! Old...old pervert! Let Yu...Yu'er...call you...you...ah...no, hurry! Give it to Yu'er! Yu...Yu'er wants...want you!"

"Don't...dawdle...Yu'er...want...ah...no...give...Yu'er...please...please!"

“Yu’er…Yu’er is calling…calling you…you…faster…faster…Yu’er…calling…calling…Dad…Daddy…faster! Dad! Faster! Faster…fuck Yu’er!”

“Oh…oh…Dad…Daddy…you…insert…insert…”

“Sigh, you should insert it quietly, otherwise the censors will hear it and use their big pincers to cut off Old Li’s lower part…”

Her bangs were wet with sweat, and her body was weak from exhaustion. However, Qingyu knew that even though she had been penetrated like this by the man she called Daddy, it would be difficult for her father to ejaculate properly. So, she forced herself to sit up, smeared her not-so-large but just-right breasts with juice, and squeezed Old Li’s huge penis between them like a sandwich ham. The thing, and during the process of squeezing and clamping, the big purple mushroom head that had fully opened its cap was held in her mouth, which she was trying her best to open, and she was savoring and sucking on it...

Listening to Lao Li's breathing gradually becoming rougher and more rapid, and feeling the urethral opening of the mushroom head that she was sucking on in her mouth throbbing and widening, Qingyu quickly spat out the huge thing in her mouth and rode on Lao Li's body. Her two slender fingers separated the moist and slightly swollen petals, and Qingyu slowly took the huge thing back into her body.

A series of increasingly intense thrusts rippled through his hips, followed by a muffled roar from the man at the peak of his pleasure, and a woman's almost agonizing moan of satisfaction. The man's hands gripped her tightly, as if trying to meld her into his body, deeply enjoying the intense pleasure emanating from her contorted, contracting vagina. Meanwhile, in a dizzying, cloud-like descent, the woman watched as the man's fully erect penis gushed forth waves of semen, spurting onto her tender, soft flesh, each eruption causing her to tremble with each spurt…

At the very end, she was ejaculated to the deepest point. Ever since the first time Old Li had done it to her, Qingyu had become addicted to that feeling, so whenever Old Li was with her, she had to relive that sensation.

Completely exhausted, Qingyu only slightly opened her eyes, kissed Old Li, and then drifted off to sleep. Old Li lovingly kissed her gently, carried her to the bed, and softly covered her with the blanket. After carefully gazing at the sleeping woman for a while, Old Li went into the bathroom.

The only game in the training match against Tiancheng Girls' Basketball Team was held in the afternoon. However, in this final game, the No. 33 Middle School Girls' Basketball Team, while conserving their energy and avoiding injury, lost by a mere three points.

The losers smiled without a trace of frustration, and the winners weren't arrogant. After several games and a period of interaction, everyone, from the players to the coaches, had become friendly and familiar with each other. Today, No. 33 Middle School was hosting, and the venue was the school cafeteria's rarely used internal dining area.

The main school leaders, coaches, and players from No. 33 Middle School were present, as was the Tiancheng Women's Basketball Team, whose assistant manager and coaching staff were still there on their first day. There were no usual boundaries, so when everyone sat down, except for Lao Li and the Tiancheng assistant manager who always sat next to each other, everyone else freely arranged themselves.

Such moments happen often in life, but today, in the No. 33 Middle School cafeteria, it was both a gathering and a farewell, so no one thought much of it. Later, when some of these people gathered again, everyone would unanimously think of today's gathering.

The selection process for the reserve players of Tiancheng Women's Basketball Team has temporarily come to an end, and the practical training of the No. 33 Middle School Women's Basketball Team has also achieved good results. Everyone is happy, and even in a frugal school like No. 33 Middle School, a celebratory drink is inevitable. Sure enough, as cheers filled the small hall of the school cafeteria, Lao Li, the host for the day, raised his glass.

His brief and slightly humorous opening remarks brought smiles to everyone's faces, and everyone in the cafeteria raised their glasses (of course, the girls' glasses were larger, as they were filled with drinks). The deputy manager of the Tiancheng Club followed suit, raising his second glass with equally witty and polite words. His glass clinked lightly against Lao Li's and those around him, producing a crisp, clinking sound.

Previously, besides swallowing the medicinal wine his grandfather prepared every day, Old Li would also drink a few cups of wine when socializing. However, he didn't have a particular fondness for alcohol back then; he could drink, but he wouldn't even think about it if he did n't. But since Fei'er came into his life, Old Li has not only found it difficult to control certain desires, but he's also noticed

a growing preference for alcohol, something he used to be indifferent to. Of course, this preference isn't a true addiction, but rather a fondness for the lively and warm atmosphere of raising a glass with close friends. It's less about Old Li enjoying drinking now and more about using alcohol as a medium to enjoy the company of loved ones.

Today, many people at the table are close to Old Li, and even those who aren't particularly close have gotten along well with him over the past few days. This harmonious atmosphere makes Old Li raise his glass a little faster than usual.

In this relaxed and lively atmosphere, none of those who had developed a special close relationship with Lao Li offered even a subtle reminder that he might be raising his glass too quickly. Lao Li, for his part, had a mental measure of his alcohol tolerance, so he planned to control himself when he was close to his limit.

Lao Li's plan was perfectly normal, but things took a turn when Secretary Tian invited Dong Qin, the female physics teacher, and Dong Na, who were originally unrelated to the gathering.

Being able to sing and dance and having such approachable people at your table would certainly be a pleasant experience.

Following Secretary Tian's introductions, the three newcomers—the female physics teacher and Dong Na—sat next to Lao Li, Dong Na sat with Secretary Tian, and Dong Qin, who arrived last, quickly went to the table next to Vice Principal Xu.

After drinking for a while, everyone relaxed a bit. To further lighten the mood, Secretary Tian stood up and suggested that the female physics teacher sitting next to Old Li sing a song.

Without any affectation, and with a good voice, she chose the grand and powerful song "The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau," immediately winning everyone's approval. And since everyone likes to have some singing and harmonizing, the deputy manager, Tiancheng, who was also in high spirits, suggested that a rather scholarly young man who always accompanied him sing "True Hero." Laughter filled the air. Just as the drinking was about to end, Dong Qin, who had been sitting quietly with Old Xu at their table, stood up. A

smile graced her face, and three girls, each holding a small bowl, followed behind Dong Qin to Old Li's table. The sweet singing was a toasting song from the Mongolian grasslands, and the radiant smiles and raised wine bowls made everyone at Lao Li's table who could drink fill a small bowl.

The bowls had barely been set down when Dong Qin's melodious voice, accompanied by three girls, began to float up again, filling another small bowl. This time, only the men at Lao Li's table swallowed it.

The three girls, still excited and wanting more, returned to their own side. Meanwhile, Dong Qin, who had stayed behind under the guise of toasting, managed to squeeze a seat between Lao Li and Tiancheng's deputy manager.

Lively, generous, and polite, Lao Li and his group, who had been proceeding at a relatively steady pace, were quickly led onto the fast track of drunk driving by the quick-thinking Dong Qin.

Old Li had a general idea of how much he'd drunk when the three girls left with their bowls of wine. But afterwards, his only memory was of slapping his head and slumping onto the table, being invited to drink by the deputy manager of Tiancheng. What had he been doing the rest of the time? Shaking his head, Old Li's mind was a complete blank.

He couldn't understand what had happened last night, but where was this unfamiliar place? With this new question in mind, Old Li, no longer shaking his head, began to try and figure out where he was.

"You're awake?"

A slightly shy voice greeted him from behind.

"You? This…"

The woman in front of him, dressed in pajamas with a faint blush on her face, left Old Li speechless with surprise.

Yes, the woman before him was the owner of the Biyuan Restaurant, whom he had met the night before last! Her sudden appearance in Old Li's sight was surprising enough that he wasn't speechless with astonishment.

"Xiao Qin, Old Li's awake!"

Old Li's surprise made the landlady's pale face flush red. She turned her head and called out towards the inner room.

"Really? Sister Hui, wait a moment, I'll be right there!"

Old Li recognized the voice; Dong Qin's voice was very sweet and memorable.

The woman in front of him just stared at the slightly ajar doorway and ignored him. Old Li really didn't know how to ask this woman, whom Dong Qin called Sister Hui, to explain how he ended up here.

Confused and uneasy, Old Li was anxious, but Sister Hui, who vividly remembered everything from last night, was in turmoil.

Isn't that right? Last night, I suddenly received a call from Dong Qin asking me to pick someone up from her school. I thought I was just going to pick her up, but I didn't expect to pick up six people, including her.

I had just met Dong Na and the female physics teacher yesterday. One was said to be Secretary Tian, and the other was said to be Principal Tie. I had heard Dong Qin mention them before, and last night I finally confirmed it. The only man among the six was someone I also recognized—Old Li, whom Dong Qin had been talking about for a while, but whose impression I only had when I saw him last night was just so-so.

There were very few traffic police around at night, and the seven of us squeezed into one car. Dong Na and the female physics teacher were the two most intoxicated of the six I picked up. Although their intoxication was obvious in their swaying, they were the two who weren't the quietest. So I let these two relatively quiet people squeeze into the front seat.

The remaining four didn't seem to show strong signs of intoxication physically, but I knew from their voices and expressions that these four were truly drunk. The good thing is that they were genuinely drunk, and they all squeezed into the back seat.

Six people so intoxicated would definitely cause a lot of trouble for themselves and others, whether they went to a restaurant or any other commercial establishment. To avoid further trouble, he took the six drunkards to his home.

But things are often unpredictable; he intended to minimize trouble, but what happened next led him into a truly enormous mess.

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