[Urban] Campus Maple Leaves in Full (Complete) - 28-30

Chapter Two: Unintentional? Destined? (8)

"Teacher Li! Are you Teacher Li?"

A girl's anxious and uneasy voice came through the phone.

"Yes, I am Teacher Li! Don't worry, tell me what happened slowly."

Perhaps it was the anxiety and unease in the girl's voice that made his heart skip a beat. With a very bad premonition, Old Li tried his best to calm the girl and let her explain what had happened.

"Teacher Li! I just saw Teacher Xie and several female team members on the way to the pedestrian street. They were almost surrounded by a group of people who I don't know what they were doing. Now Teacher Xie and several female team members have been chased into a small alley by that group of people!"

The girl did not say the cause and effect on the phone. She very briefly described the situation of Xie Xin and the female team members after they encountered the incident.

"Which pedestrian street? Which alley did Teacher Xie and the others go into?"

An unprecedented unease surged in Old Li's heart. He asked the location of the incident directly and briefly.

"It's the pedestrian street behind Xingfu Street. Teacher Xie and the others met that group of people when they came out of a small alley in the back street. Now, Teacher Xie and the others have been chased into that alley by that group?"

The girl gave a very clear general area, but she couldn't give an exact location for Xie Xin and the others. "Okay! You wait there, I'll be right there!"

Now was not the time for rambling. Old Li told the girl as he quickly walked outside. He

made an almost 180-degree U-turn, and his car sped off, leaving a trail of blue smoke.

The pedestrian street behind Xingfu Street! It was a commercial street mainly selling clothing and accessories, and Old Li had accompanied Fei'er here a few times before. The alley leading to the pedestrian street! He remembered that before buying Fei'er a car, when they went to the pedestrian street, there was an alley next to the bus stop across the street that led directly to the pedestrian street without having to go around.

It must be there! The alley was winding and sparsely populated, with numerous interconnected side streets. If Xie Xin and her friends were to hide there, in their panic, who knew which side street they might turn into? But

thinking about that was pointless now; the important thing was to get there as quickly as possible.

The wheels, locked by the brakes, screeched and carved four deep tracks into the ground. Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Old Li flung open the door and strode out.

The alley was winding and had many interconnected side streets, but ultimately there were only two exits: one on the pedestrian street side, and the other where Old Li was now standing.

Old Li had just spoken to the girl on the phone, and he hadn't seen Xie Xin and her friends emerge from the pedestrian street exit. The girl, who lived nearby, had also told Old Li that the alley looked chaotic, but there were only two exits.

Xie Xin and the others weren't seen on the girl's side, and the exit on this side was right next to the largest farmers' market in the North District. The traffic and pedestrian flow was completely calm, with no signs of anything having happened (because Xie Xin and the others weren't alone; if they had come out here, and that group had been following them, the place would have been in chaos). Looking around again, Lao Li quickly walked to a stall selling cold drinks under a parasol at the alley entrance to check, then dashed into the alley.

A series of hurried footsteps came from a side alley beside Lao Li. He stopped abruptly and turned to look in the direction of the footsteps when a figure rushed towards him, almost bumping into him.

It was Ya Rou! Dodging the person who was about to bump into him, Old Li recognized who it was. Just as he was shouting and pulling back Ya Rou, who screamed in fright at his sudden appearance, a flurry of footsteps sounded as Xie Xin and the others, covered in sweat, ran out from the side path Ya Rou had just come from.

"Teacher Li!"

"Old Li..."

Before Ya Rou and the others could finish their excited cries, a series of heavy, chaotic footsteps came from behind Old Li, causing the women to scream again.

Old Li suddenly turned around, and before he could even see who was in front of him, five or six panting men swarmed around him, shouting and yelling.

Old Li, in his youthful days when he loved playing with knives and guns, had learned some rather lethal grappling techniques from the military compound near his home. He had studied the techniques and practiced extensively with the soldiers, but now, when a group of vicious thugs attacked without warning, Old Li felt like, "Why did my parents only give me two arms and two legs?!" He was

physically strong and had plenty of power, but with five or six men suddenly appearing before him, he felt he needed even more strength and power. His hands and feet were fast, but even though the attacks were disorganized, the relentless fighting and the use of weapons meant Old Li landed his blows, and he didn't miss a single one. However, the attackers also landed just as many blows on him.

Fortunately, Old Li's quick reflexes allowed him to either dodge or withstand blows aimed at his vital areas, and he managed to take down two or three of the five or six men.

Perhaps if Old Li could just hold out a few more blows, he could take down the remaining few people in front of him. Then, amidst a flurry of footsteps, the people he was talking to cheered wildly.

Several more reinforcements had joined the fray. Old Li only had time to yell to the women behind him who were staring blankly, "Run!" before he was surrounded and attacked by even more people.

His eyes turned red with rage, and he fought desperately. Holding on, not retreating an inch, Old Li, like a trapped beast fighting for its life, suddenly became bloodshot. He grabbed the weapon he had just seized and began to fight with all his might.

Suddenly, someone grabbed him from behind, his hands held tightly. Amidst the urgent and anxious calls, Old Li, whose eyes were bloodshot and whose mind was blank, only knowing how to fight mechanically, was gradually brought back to some clarity by these urgent, anxious, yet familiar calls.

Holding him was Ya Rou, holding his hand was Xie Xin, and the other was his daughter Xiao Zhu.

Clang! Old Li's grip loosened, and the thing he was holding slipped from his grasp. He swayed and almost fell.

He could only vaguely see who was there; apart from the anxious calls from before, he could hear clearly. Now, his vision was as blurry as when he was struggling, and the familiar voices around him were now a cacophony of buzzing sounds, like a swarm of bees.

A sharp scream pierced the air. Old Li, his vision and hearing blurred, shook his head to clear his mind slightly.

Ya Rou was pointing at Old Li's lower abdomen and screaming. Then, every woman who looked in his direction screamed. Instinctively, he looked down in the direction Ya Rou was pointing, and with some difficulty, saw a long, bloody wound on his lower abdomen. More importantly, he saw a small section of red and white intestines flowing out from the wound.

Suddenly, everything went black, and Old Li lost consciousness.

The coma, caused by excessive blood loss, was gradually roused after more than ten hours of receiving adequate blood transfusions, having his wounds stitched up, and being given an IV drip. Urged on by intense thirst, Old Li murmured for water and slowly woke up.

A surprised voice rang out, followed by Fei'er calling for the doctor. Old Li, weak but regaining his senses, looked around and realized he was in a hospital. Exhausted, he closed his eyes again.

The doctor's examination and instructions, coupled with Fei'er's sobs as she wiped her parched lips with a damp tissue—it seemed the doctor had advised her to wait a while before giving her water—made him

too weak to even move. He gently pursed his lips, holding Fei'er's finger in his mouth, and then forced his eyes open. Fei'er

, her face pale and haggard, looked at him with tears in her eyes, a mixture of surprise and worry in her gaze.

"Fei...er..."

he managed to utter with difficulty, and Old Li forced a smile of joy and relief.

"Dad! Waaah..."

Fei'er cried out, burying her face in Old Li's chest and sobbing uncontrollably.

Finally, after drinking her first glass of water, Fei'er managed to sit up halfway in bed. A knock on the door followed,

and three police officers entered. The routine investigation and evidence collection process lasted about twenty minutes. Then, one of the officers briefly explained the sudden incident two days prior to Old Li, who was lying in bed.

The group that surrounded Xie Xin and her friends, based on the current interrogation results, was a group of drug dealers who were also drug users. The night before they met Xie Xin and her friends, this group of drug dealers had just landed a large deal. Excited, most of them went to a nightclub near their hideout, not far from the pedestrian street, after receiving their reward.

The drugs weren't traditional drugs like heroin; they were new, soft, psychoactive substances. These young drug dealers, fresh from their successful deal, began consuming large quantities of what they had sold.

New types of psychotropic drugs can cause people to go into a state of frenzy and euphoria. After this group of guys had been in a frenzy all night, they hadn't fully sobered up when they left the nightclub. One of them, a former vocational school student, had been stalking Ya Rou near the 33rd Middle School with others. After his urging, these guys, still under the influence of the drugs, rushed towards their target in broad daylight.

After briefly explaining the incident that had occurred two days prior, the police investigation team, consisting of two men and one woman, got up to leave.

Fei'er saw the three police officers to the door before turning around. Old Li, who was half-lying and half-sitting on the bed, frowned. Yes, some things need to be connected in context to be digested.

After being attacked by a group of reinforcements that day, Old Li, who had suffered repeated attacks on his head and body, quickly became somewhat delirious. If it weren't for the desperate desire to protect the woman behind him, Old Li might have collapsed on the spot.

It was this sheer willpower that sustained Lao Li, allowing the women he protected behind him to remain unharmed when the police arrived seven or eight minutes later. While the women behind Lao Li were unharmed, Lao Li, who stood frozen in place, paid a heavy price. He suffered

multiple blunt force trauma to his head, making it appear larger than usual. His shoulders, back, and other areas capable of withstanding blows were also badly lacerated from repeatedly acting as a shield. Two minor fractures in his scapula are the primary reason he can't move his arms significantly.

As for the knife wounds, including the one that caused a small section of intestine to protrude, the doctor stitched up five wounds in total. However, after treating all of Lao Li's injuries, the doctor explained that these knife wounds were truly superficial. The wound that caused the intestines to protrude—which looked gruesome—would heal very quickly once stitched up, provided it didn't become infected.

The fractured bone and subcutaneous bruising on Lao Li's head were the focus of the doctors' attention for the past few days.

In the final minutes of his life-or-death struggle with a group of equally reckless individuals, Lao Li remembered nothing. Just before the three police officers arrived to take his statement, he heard from Fei'er that the alley was too narrow for police cars to enter, so the officers who responded to Lao Li's roadside call and the call from the girl waiting at another exit searched the alley on foot.

When the police arrived, those who hadn't fallen among Lao Li's group began to scatter and flee. Even after the police had subdued the few they could catch, the disoriented Lao Li, with no opponents left around him, stubbornly continued his desperate struggle against himself.

Getting close to Lao Li meant certain injury due to his incoherent state; trying to shout from a distance was futile—Lao Li, unconscious, couldn't hear anything. Just as the police were at their wits' end and about to take coercive measures against the potentially dangerous Old Li, Ya Rou and Xie Xin, who had been anxiously jumping up and down behind him, disregarded the potential danger of being harmed by Old Li and rushed forward to hug him.

As for Old Li's daughter, Xiao Zhu, she knew her father was training the girls' team at school and was eager to see how he led the training. She brought two classmates who were staying at their house, along with Qu Rou, and pestered Chu Xiu, who had just found her car keys and was about to leave, to take them to Old Li's school.

Old Li had received a phone call and then rushed out like a madman. Yu Lian, bewildered and worried, didn't know what to do when Chu Xiu arrived with the four girls in her car.

Yu Lian, unaware of what had happened, told Xiao Zhu and the others that Old Li had rushed off in such a hurry. The girls, eager to understand why Old Li had left in such a rush, looked to Chu Xiu for help while trying to call him on his cell phone, which was already busy.

Chu Xiu was also worried about what had happened, but being an adult, she comforted the anxious girls while quickly asking around. She could only vaguely recall hearing Old Li mention Xingfu Road pedestrian street on the phone, so she drove off in that direction.

Old Li had stopped by the roadside and was quickly spotted by Yu Lian, who was squeezed into the car with the girls. Old Li had already disappeared, but the owner of the cold drink stall at the alley entrance had pointed him out, so Chu Xiu led the girls, unaware of the danger, and rushed in.

However, when they arrived at the place where Old Li and his group were surrounded, they witnessed Old Li fighting a second group of people. Just as the police were about to subdue the rampaging Old Li, Xiao Zhu and Yu Lian, father and daughter, rushed in from the other side.

After Yu Lian was struck by the weapon in Lao Li's hand, she was knocked aside by him. Just as Ya Rou tightly clung to Lao Li's lower back, Xiao Zhu and Xie Xin each grabbed one of Lao Li's hands, holding them firmly.

Lao Li, who only regained consciousness briefly, saw the three people around him and glanced at the knife wound on his abdomen before completely losing consciousness.

However, these weren't the key reasons for Lao Li's frown. What troubled him was the sudden incident two days prior, which, according to the police, had been highly accidental. No one could have predicted that Xie Xin and her friends would so coincidentally encounter a group of drug dealers who had just finished using drugs while out on the street.

But Lao Li also knew that even among drug dealers, there was a certain degree of wariness towards drug users. This was because drug users would stop at nothing to get drugs, even betraying anyone, and their withdrawal symptoms often made them vulnerable to exploitation by various parties.

Another point is the emergence of new psychoactive drugs in recent years. Due to their hallucinogenic and euphoric effects, users of these drugs completely lose self-control. Therefore, within drug trafficking organizations, users of these drugs are never allowed to access the core of the organization.

According to the police, this incident was caused by several drug dealers who were excessively euphoric. Although Old Li, the eyewitness, was disoriented at the end of the incident, he was completely conscious when the second group began their desperate struggle.

He knew very well that the second group wasn't as frenzied as the first. The first group, while seemingly fearless, hadn't managed to inflict any fatal damage on Old Li despite their seemingly mechanical movements. The second group, however, was clearly different. They nearly knocked Old Li to the ground in just a few moves.

Not only were they highly aggressive, but they were also incredibly agile; these people were definitely a group of very clear-headed individuals!

The problem is, why would a group of sober people associate with those who are incoherent after taking drugs? Are drug dealers now so audacious that they'll do anything in broad daylight without any scruples?

The police said one of them had been tailing Ya Rou, and Old Li clearly remembered that two students from his school had provided Ya Rou with information to some people in society. Could it be that one of the people who tailed Ya Rou is connected to the person who targeted his school last time?

If that's the case…

“Xiao Zhu, come in quickly, your father…”

“Sister Wei, Sister Hong, you…”

First came Xiao Zhu, who rushed in, followed by her stepmother Sister Wei and stepmother Sister Hong from the hospital. Just as Fei'er was greeting them, another large group of people appeared at Old Li's hospital room door.

No wonder so many people came to visit Old Li. After Old Li woke up, Fei'er only informed Tian Rong of the situation to her family, repeatedly warning them that Old Li was too weak and they should wait a while before visiting. As for the outside world, although Fei'er was reluctant, she cooperated with the police to handle the matter properly. The police had also said that the hospital would notify them once Old Li woke up, so Fei'er first informed Old Li's sister-in-law, who was also a police officer.

But after informing the police, Fei'er thought about it again and decided to tell her family as well. Otherwise, they would worry, and she didn't want to cause them any resentment later. So Fei'er made phone calls to her family one after another…

Chapter Two: Unintentional? Destined? (9)

There were still many questions that hadn't been answered. Even setting aside his daughter, who was already very carefully nestled in his arms, now approaching him with a medical tray, 'Sister Wei' (whom Old Li always called Xiao Wei) was about to change his dressing. Old Li could only put aside his doubts, gently stroking his daughter's soft hair with his arm, which was aching slightly in his shoulder blade, while Xiao Wei began examining the injury on Old Li's head.

The people who came in after Xiao Zhu and the others were Tie Yi, Chu Xiu, Qu Rou, Xiao Ru, and Xiao Zhu's two classmates. Except for Tie Yi and her daughter, the others had all witnessed Old Li's injury and the entire process of him being taken to the hospital.

Seeing that Old Li could sit up, the four girls happily stood beside Xiao Zhu, greeting him one by one. Tie Yi and Chu Xiu didn't say anything at this time, but the concern in their eyes fully revealed their feelings.

The CT scan results were available less than half an hour after Lao Li was admitted to the hospital. The detailed examination of his brain showed that Lao Li's skull was definitely strong enough; otherwise, it wouldn't have cracked after taking three or four heavy blows. However, while his skull was hard, Lao Li's scalp wasn't so lucky. All the areas that suffered the blows were now swollen to a great extent.

Besides using anti-inflammatory medication, the swelling would have to be reduced by the body's own absorption. Xiao Wei carefully examined Lao Li's head injuries and, confirming that there was no further sign of worsening, she began to change the IV fluid in his hand.

"Dad, you've suffered such a serious injury; you should lie down more. Sitting for too long will be tiring."

Seeing her stepmother change her father's IV, Xiao Zhu, feeling sorry for her father, wanted to lower the headboard so that her father could lie down and rest properly.

Having said he wasn't tired from sitting, Old Li didn't let his daughter lower the headboard. The numerous open wounds on his shoulders and back would cause him excruciating pain if he lay down, making him want to sweat profusely. However, he didn't want to tell his daughter about this pain; otherwise, the tears he was trying to hold back would flow uncontrollably.

Xiao Zhu's aunt Xiang Hong and stepmother Xiao Wei knew why Old Li was so weak yet still forced himself to sit. They also understood why he didn't want Xiao Zhu and the other children to see his condition. So, they decided to check Old Li's other wounds after the girls left. Meanwhile,

Fei'er was quietly discussing the case with the newly arrived women, mentioning the police. Da Mei, Qing Yu, Tian Rong, and, to Old Li's surprise, Fang Jing, Bai Xue, and Yue Yue also arrived.

The spacious ward was a bit crowded. Some of the people who had come to visit Old Li earlier, especially Xiao Zhu and her friends, as well as Yueyue and Bai Xue who had greeted Old Li, voluntarily left first.

While Old Li lay unconscious in the hospital, the incident that Xie Xin and the others had encountered had already caused a huge uproar in Jiangzhong City. Yes, the aftershocks of the vocational school incident had just subsided, and now a similar incident had resurfaced! The citizens who heard about this incident were outraged, and it also caused a great shock throughout the provincial and municipal governments of Jiangzhong City.

Although the legal system construction in recent years had made the country's government agencies very cautious in using the keyword "severe and swift" when it came to legal matters, the fact that so many key figures in the provincial and municipal governments had shown great concern for this matter meant that when Old Li woke up, the Beicheng District Public Security Criminal Investigation Team, which had been busy with two days of interrogation, came to Old Li's place to collect evidence and also briefed Old Li, one of the parties involved, on the preliminary case details.

Yesterday, Fang Jing accompanied the mayor to visit Old Li, who was still in a coma. Today, she and Yueyue came to visit him in their personal capacity.

After kindly inquiring about Old Li's injuries, Vice Mayor Fang Jing also informed him of the city's decision in advance: Old Li, who risked his life, would be awarded the title of hero, and the city television station would be conducting a special interview about his actions.

Hero? Old Li, who had thought deeply about the incident, never expected such a title to fall upon him. It's understandable; from childhood, Old Li had always thought that heroes and their earth-shattering deeds happened to other people, never considering it for himself.

To be honest, it wasn't that Old Li was being pretentious, but such a title felt somewhat strange to him. Perhaps he felt that everything he had done was somewhat undeserved.

He verbally agreed to Vice Mayor Fang's request, but a strange feeling in his heart made Old Li somewhat absent-minded. Having suffered such serious injuries and only recently regaining consciousness, he must be exhausted. Vice Mayor Fang, being considerate, took her leave.

Just as Fei'er's voice faded as she saw Fang off in the corridor, Old Li's sister-in-law, Yu Rong, slipped in. As one of the main leaders of the special task force from the North District Public Security Bureau in charge of this case, she came to see Old Li at this time, not wanting to face Vice Mayor Fang directly.

"Brother-in-law, the guy who was tailing Ya Rou committed suicide in the hospital."

After briefly inquiring about Lao Li's situation, Yu Rong, her face somewhat grim, revealed news that surprised everyone.

"Yu Rong, what happened?"

While surprised, Lao Li, eager to understand the whole story, pressed for details.

Xu Lei was the name of the suicide victim Yu Rong had just mentioned. At seventeen years old, if he were still in vocational school, he would be a high school sophomore. When he led his men to ambush Ya Rou and her group, the police officers from the North District 110 team arrived to arrest them.

He and four other drug addicts were the first to encounter Lao Li; these were the five people in total. Three of them were incapacitated by Lao Li during the fight. The worst off was Xu Lei, whose shinbone was broken by Lao Li.

When the police arrived, he and the other incapacitated individuals were the first to be apprehended. The others, except for three who were slower on their feet, escaped using the narrow alleyways and side streets.

At the beginning of the arrests, the police didn't take the case seriously. They briefly questioned the people arrested and treated it as a typical case of disorderly conduct.

However, Ya Rou first told her family about it, then Lao Li's daughter tearfully told her uncle, Lao Li's brother-in-law, and later, some bystanders learned the truth. The news spread like wildfire throughout Jiangzhong City.

To be honest, Lao Li wasn't entirely sure what influence Ya Rou's family had in Jiangzhong City, but looking at Qing Yu and Da Mei, he was fully aware of the extent of the storm these two girls could stir up once they knew about it. If Ya Rou's family and Lao Li's brother-in-law were the beginning of this storm, then Qing Yu and Da Mei's subsequent actions truly made it the eye of the storm.

However, regardless of how this hurricane started, and even though Xu Lei, who was under the influence of drugs and surrounded Ya Rou, causing Old Li to be seriously injured, was not particularly hateful, at only seventeen years old, he didn't deserve to die!

Yet, this young life, after causing this incident, chose suicide? Old Li, who had stood on the podium for many years, found it hard to accept this.

But then again, he had to accept it, after all, the boy had made his choice. Somewhat heartbroken, Old Li inquired about the specific details of Yu Rong's incident.

A series of immense pressures from high-level leaders, with a special task force personally led by the deputy director of the Jiangzhong City Criminal Investigation Bureau taking over the case from the 110 emergency hotline. Under

the immense pressure of repeated interrogations, seventeen-year-old Xu Lei quickly broke down completely. He not only confessed to surrounding Ya Rou and her friends and seriously injuring Lao Li, but also revealed his involvement in drug trafficking the previous night. Even further back, while still a vocational school student, he confessed to providing information about girls staying at the school to those responsible for the incident.

Ironically, Xu Lei wasn't implicated in the vocational school incident, but he was subsequently taken in by a gang. He was assigned

to look after the brothel, collect protection money, and, when necessary, follow his boss, brandishing a knife to intimidate others. Xu Lei quickly became a somewhat well-known henchman.

With a bit of fame, he quickly recruited several followers. Then, for the first time in his life, his boss told him he was involved in a major operation—that is, when the boss, who had arranged the drug deal, went to the dealer's location, Xu Lei and a few other henchmen were sent on patrol. He genuinely believed he had secured his position.

After withdrawing from the periphery of the transaction, it was already past midnight after the eldest brother had rewarded all the underlings. Extremely excited and thrilled, Xu Lei humbly accompanied several high-ranking henchmen to fool around in the nightclub, while also gathering the smaller henchmen who followed him to the nightclub.

When it got light, the high-ranking henchmen, tired and having vented, dispersed in all directions, and Xu Lei and his underlings continued the excitement and thrill that had not yet ended.

Chapter 2: Unintentional? Destined? (10)

The girls in the team were also reluctantly sent back to school by Lao Li, leaving only Xiao Zhu's fourth aunt Juanzi and another senior nurse in the special care ward in the ward.

Originally, the hospital didn't have a strict rule against family members staying with patients at night. However, Old Li didn't want his wife to have to worry about who stayed and who went home. Also, he felt sorry for his wife and decided to let them all go home that night.

"Hehe, you little rascal Juanzi, you're sneaking in here to eat all by yourself again while everyone else is away!"

A laugh like that of a cunning little girl caught stealing a bite came from Hu Yongli, the nurse nicknamed "The Fox" by her close friends. She entered Old Li's ward carrying a flower basket and teased Juanzi, who was busy by his bedside.

"Tch—you little fox, you're the one who wants to sneak in at night! Otherwise, why would you be here so late at night instead of sleeping?"

Juanzi rarely lost a verbal battle with her friends. She continued her work while retorting to her sister's teasing without looking up.

"Hehe... I came to the village so late at night to see if we needed to notify everyone to hold a moment of silence for some heartless person! I just didn't expect that not only would this heartless person be fine, but there would also be people so eager to crawl into their beds!" Hu

Yongli casually placed the flower basket she was holding on the cabinet next to Old Li's bedside, and glanced at Old Li, who was still half-lying down with a fierce look in his eyes. Seeing Juanzi putting her hands under Old Li's blanket, Hu Yongli's sharp little mouth couldn't stay silent.

"Ha! You little vixen! You're the one who wants to crawl into a man's bed, that's why you're talking about others!"

Juanzi, who had long since developed a steely resolve in front of her sisters, didn't take such teasing seriously. However, her mouth didn't stop. As she spoke, she raised her head, her long, slender, yet charming phoenix eyes glaring at Yongli who was approaching, and continued, "Stop your nonsense! Come help me!"

Urination is one of the five essential experiences of life: eating, drinking, defecating, sleeping, and relieving oneself. Old Li had eight stitches in his left leg, a long, nearly foot-long knife wound on his lower abdomen, and his arms were also unable to move much due to a fractured scapula. Therefore, since Old Li was unable to do this himself, he had to rely on his caregiver to assist him with urination.

After eating liquid food and receiving IV fluids and water all day, Old Li had been feeling the urge to urinate for a while. As a nurse with extensive experience, Juanzi had observed Old Li's physiological needs from certain reactions. Sure enough, as soon as she asked, although a little awkwardly, Old Li directly stated his physical desires. The reason

he could so readily express his desires in front of a woman wasn't because Juanzi had adopted his daughter as a goddaughter, allowing him to act so openly in front of a married woman. It was because, back in the countryside, Old Li was a quack doctor, a mix of orthopedics and other remedies, and had seen and experienced many things. He also knew that when he was immobile, he was the patient, and Juanzi was the nurse. Adhering to the principle of treating patients according to their condition, he honestly stated his physical desires.

When Yongli entered, Juanzi was making preliminary preparations to help resolve Old Li's desires. Now that everything was ready, she wasn't going to let her sister stand idly by.

Looking at the equipment beside Juanzi, Yongli knew without thinking what Juanzi wanted her help with. As a nurse herself, she was familiar with this kind of care and wasn't surprised. However, she couldn't help but criticize Old Li, who always had a way of scolding her. Even as she reached out to help, she didn't forget to add her own complaints: "Ha! You know, the more heartless a person is, the more they betray their conscience for someone, the more that person owes them! You know, he's had so many women around him these past few days, big and small, but when it's time to use them, not a single one of them is there! If you ask me, this kind of person whose conscience has been eaten by dogs should just let himself die of thirst!"

"Hey, Sister Li, what business is it of yours what big and small women are hanging around Old Li? If you're really that jealous, why don't you just go and be one of his women and start revolving around him!"

Sister Wei, who had just finished her shift and was stopping by Old Li before going home, pushed open the door and started teasing Yongli, echoing her words.

"Oh! Isn't this Old Li's second aunt? I'm here to speak up for that heartless woman who's been abandoned and ignored, but I didn't expect her to be so ungrateful! So..."

Yongli, who had been busy with both her mouth and hands, suddenly paused. Her hands, which had been working smoothly, were now finding it a bit difficult.

Yes, normally when doing this kind of care, once halfway down the covers, wouldn't it be a simple matter of using three gloved fingers to gently pull it out? But today, even after two attempts, that thing that usually couldn't be seen in the light still hadn't come out!

Forgetting about arguing with Sister Wei, Yongli quickly lifted more than half of the blanket covering Old Li, and using all five fingers, probed deeper into Old Li's body, continuing to pull.

"Hey Yongli! Do you go weak in the knees and your hands go limp whenever you see Old Li's thing? Otherwise, how come you, an old nurse, can't even do this little thing right!"

Stepping forward to help Yongli straighten the blanket she had lifted, Sister Wei didn't want to miss any opportunity to tease her.

"Damn it!"

Yongli, already a little angry from being teased like that, didn't hold back her tongue in front of her sisters. With a curse, she pulled down Old Li's blanket, saying, "I'll see you, you bastard, still hiding in there!"

"Hiss—"

The force of Yongli's yank rubbed against the wound on Old Li's leg. Old Li, his lips twitching, cursed inwardly and his body trembled involuntarily.

Knowing that Old Li had been affected by Yongli's violence, Juanzi, who was supporting him, hadn't even had a chance to comfort him when a slightly plump, goofy-looking creature appeared, giving the three experienced nurses quite a surprise. Perhaps the

slightly goofy purple thing was naturally shorter than normal, or perhaps it had been enjoying a comfortable period lately, making it restless. Its round, egg-shaped head, with most of its body protruding, hung limply there. The

urinal opening was aligned; the rest was like catching a turtle—holding it by the scruff of its neck and pushing it in. Was the urinal opening too small? Or was it that nothing, no matter what it was, wouldn't cooperate when held by the scruff of its neck? Or was it that the nurses simply lacked the strength to perform the usually swift nursing procedures?

He pinched it... but it didn't go in.

He pinched it again... but it still didn't go in...

The faint scent of perfume emanating from Sister Wei, who was supporting Old Li's upper body, and the close proximity of the voluptuous body of a forty-year-old woman, combined with the grasping and releasing, the back and forth, very much like caressing (actually, it only happened a few times), made Old Li's most unruly thing quietly reach the level of a famous American computer software company, a kind of semi-erect Microsoft state.

Last night, Yongli very decisively grabbed with her five fingers and forcefully stuffed Old Li's purple thing, which had entered the Microsoft state, into the urinal. This morning, while Old Li was still somewhat soft, that is, when a man's body is slightly weak, his yang energy is stronger than usual when he gets up in the morning.

Sure enough, Old Li had a strong urge to urinate as soon as he opened his eyes this morning, an uncontrollable physiological yang reaction that prevented Old Li from having any preparation to follow through.

Last night, Yongli and Sister Wei both went home. Juanzi and another nurse were on duty in Old Li's intensive care unit. Juanzi was in Old Li's room, while the other nurse went to check on other wards.

Old Li was extremely embarrassed, facing the patient's intense yang reaction. Juanzi, blushing, did what Yongli had done the night before.

However, Juanzi now had many more options for the same task. For example, she could simply wait without moving anything; with time, the physiological yang reaction would naturally subside. Or, Juanzi was now using a method that might take a little longer—a method she had never used on a patient in all her years as a nurse—to moderately warm the yang reaction before using cooling methods to resolve the issue.

Heating is a very gentle form of stimulation. When Juanzi, her face flushed, first tried to use one hand, the thick, long hair, difficult to grasp with her fingers, made it very difficult for her to operate. The intense heat and pulsating power within that grasp unconsciously led her to use both hands simultaneously.

A woman's flushed profile, with the slight languor unique to those just awakened in the morning, combined with her gentle expression as she worked, stirred something indescribable within Old Li's heart.

His hand gently stroked Juanzi's hair that fell beside her ear. After a slight pause, sensing her movement, Old Li continued gently, his other hand threading through the smooth hair, tracing her ear and caressing her rounded cheek.

At first, her hands moved only within a small area, but as her breathing inexplicably became heavier, and as Old Li's caresses tightened, yet remained gentle, an inexplicable surge of emotion welled up within her. As the caresses expanded, her slightly parted lips gradually...

The second used tissue wiped away a trace of urine. Just as she removed the urinal and placed it aside, a pair of men's hands tightly embraced her.

A gentle gaze, filled with apology yet also unwavering determination, made Juanzi look away for a moment before she returned the gaze with equal tenderness and without regret.

The kiss began softly and lingered, ending reluctantly after the last breath was exhaled. No words were spoken, no further expressions were exchanged, but from that moment on, both understood and fully contained their innermost thoughts.

Breakfast had barely been eaten when teachers from the school, representatives from the Municipal Education Bureau and the North District Education Bureau, along with other key city leaders who had come to visit again, began arriving at Old Li's hospital room in waves.

Old Li, who had just finished a brief news interview on the city television station, had drunk some water, and caught his breath, hadn't even had a chance to say he wanted to rest when his brother-in-law and two soldiers entered the room.

Forcing himself to be cheerful, Old Li began exchanging pleasantries with the guests. However, after only a few minutes, Fei'er's mother, who had said she was accompanying Fei'er but had spent the entire morning in Old Li's room, began to show her impatience and turn away.

The guests noticed Old Li's exhaustion, and with a woman whose face seemed to be dripping with gloom staring at them, even those who were usually very close to Old Li tactfully got up and left.

Xiao Zhu's third aunt arrived, and together with the silent Fei'er's mother, they helped Old Li, whose right side was uninjured, to lie down on his right side.

They prepared a blood-nourishing soup and dishes to promote bone healing. All day, Fei'er's mother, who only spoke to strangers, sat silently beside Old Li, feeding him spoonful by spoonful until he was clean, then wiping his mouth with a napkin before packing up to leave without a word. "

My mother-in-law!" Old Li, who had been on edge all day, couldn't help but sigh deeply as he watched Fei'er's mother talking to Juanzi at the door.

Yes, most people treat patients according to their individual needs, but when it came to Old Li, the patient, dealing with Fei'er's mother, everything was reversed in his mind. The constant need to be careful and attentive was something only those who experienced it truly understood!

Old Li's constitution was truly excellent. After almost a week of treatment and recuperation, apart from the fracture in his scapula that hadn't fully healed, his other injuries had greatly improved.

Thinking that tomorrow would be the day his stitches were removed, and that Fei'er's mother hadn't come since leaving this afternoon, Old Li felt incredibly refreshed. He had just stretched lazily by the window when the ward door opened.

Fei'er, smiling broadly and with her already protruding belly, walked in. Overjoyed,

Old Li quickly went to greet her. His embrace, while still smiling at Fei'er, felt a little tense. He hesitated for a moment, about to say something, before quickly withdrawing his arms from Fei'er's embrace.

At the ward door, Fei'er's mother stood carrying things. Just then, Lao Li's daughter, Xiao Zhu, squeezed past Fei'er's mother, laughing and dodging her.

The daughter rushed into her mother's arms and then immediately hid behind her. Following her were five or six other laughing and playing girls. Fortunately, Xiao Zhu's aunt was quite authoritative; her voice, "This is a hospital! You little girls, stop fooling around!" made the girls stick out their tongues in embarrassment and quiet down considerably.

"Uncle Li..."

was Shen Le, Xiao Zhu's aunt's daughter and Xiao Zhu's god-sister.

"Uncle Li..."

was Chang Huixin, Xiao Zhu's fourth aunt's daughter and the only god-sister younger than Xiao Zhu among her four mothers' daughters.

Xiao Ru, Qu Rou, and Xiao Zhu's two classmates—all the girls greeted Lao Li. Finally, the proprietress of Biyuan Garden, who entered last, also nodded to Lao Li.

It was Xiaozhu's classmate's birthday. Xiaozhu and her classmate had a lively celebration at their classmate's house at noon, but wanted to sing and dance in the evening, so they moved the festivities back home.

The proprietress of Biyuan KTV was quite familiar with Red Shoes KTV, and Tian Rong and Fei'er had made arrangements for her. The girls had arranged to meet the proprietress of Biyuan KTV to join in the fun

later. In other words, the group that came to Old Li's ward was just the vanguard of the evening's celebrations; the main group was still on its way.

A hospital isn't just any place; the vanguard coming to inform Old Li was enough to acknowledge the arrival. Led by the proprietress of Biyuan KTV, the group of girls excitedly said goodbye and left.

Fei'er and her mother left after sitting for a few minutes, and Juanzi, who was working as a nurse in the special care ward that night, also came to take over from Xiaozhu's aunt.

Chapter 3: I saw it all (1)

In recent times, the number of patients admitted to the special care ward in the hospital has been small. Tonight, there are only three patients still staying in the special care ward. He

can move around without any major problems. He can solve his basic physiological problems (including the five major bodily functions) on his own. However, there are a few things that he wants to do himself, but people prevent him from doing them.

For example, changing clothes. As long as it is not too big of a movement, he can do it himself. But during the day, Xiaozhu's aunt and second aunt are often here, and they basically take care of all the things that he does.

For example, eating and drinking water. These are the things that do the least require much movement. But after Fei'er's mother fed him for the first time, she just let her feed him without saying a word. She just puts the food in front of him and feeds him when it is time. He

only urinates about five or six times a day. During the day, Fei'er's mother is here most of the time, and he can solve this physiological need on his own. So during the day, he basically does this himself. At night and every morning, whether it was Xiaozhu's third aunt or fourth aunt who was home, they would always make sure Old Li didn't get out of bed, thus solving this problem for him.

Generally speaking, only those who dream of a life of ease and comfort enjoy such treatment, but when it came to Old Li, he knew that such good fortune wasn't something everyone could enjoy.

Throughout the day, Old Li felt an indebtedness to Fei'er's mother, a debt he could never repay. So, no matter how long Fei'er's mother's face was given him, or how much other women lingered around him, Fei'er's mother's piercing gaze made him feel incredibly uncomfortable.

At night, after that passionate morning, Juanzi never let Old Li experience that special tenderness again. Her reason? Having suffered such a serious injury, she felt it was best to avoid such things.

The woman resolutely refused, but Old Li's body, already excessively filled with various supplements by Fei'er's mother, kept reminding him, "I want it, I want it, I want it! I

want it!" But no one would give it to him, and these past few days had left Old Li with extreme loneliness and sleepless nights.

When Juanzi returned to the nursing office, it was almost ten o'clock at night. After lying in bed for a while, Old Li began to sort out the events of the past few days.

Shortly after Old Li woke from his coma, when Lulu and Hanyue came to visit him in the ward, he instructed Tian Rong to tell them to stay home and not go out alone. This was because, in Old Li's view, the incident of someone surrounding Ya Rou and the others wasn't accidental. It stemmed from some people who still harbored ill intentions, eyeing the girls from the former vocational school model team. Among them, Lulu and Hanyue were the most worrisome. What

Ya Rou and the others encountered this time was a continuation of the previous incident at the vocational school! Although Old Li himself didn't want to believe it, piecing together the events before and after, the image of that mysterious black car flashed through his mind, and Old Li reminded himself: All that has happened won't just end there!

Since arriving at No. 33 Middle School and taking over the vocational school, which was practically defunct, the naturally unassuming Old Li had only wanted to fulfill his duty. He never imagined that he or his school would be dragged into any vortex of trouble.

However, as one event after another occurred, Old Li realized that whether it was himself or No. 33 Middle School, perhaps with the help of some ulterior motives, or perhaps unintentionally, they had all been drawn into an unseen vortex.

Unassuming people aren't necessarily afraid of trouble. Since he had unintentionally been caught in this vortex, Old Li wasn't afraid of how deep it was. However, what Old Li feared most was No. 33 Middle School, and the teachers and students within it, if this vortex truly dragged them deeply into it as well.

However, this ongoing and inexplicably arising vortex still hasn't revealed its true form, meaning that Old Li, unable to find a way to deal with it, can only wait for it to reveal itself.

Whether it was intentional intervention or unintentional being drawn in, Old Li is destined to face this vortex. And the final outcome…

Xiao Zhu's four godmothers—he's known them for almost twenty years, hasn't

he? But these four women, who have always treated Xiao Zhu like their own daughter, leave Old Li with mixed feelings. While there's a certain camaraderie between Old Li and these four women, over nearly twenty years, their relationship seems to have remained at the level of affection that remains within the bounds of propriety.

Yes, even though Old Li is practically single, these four women have all started their own families, and this relatively distant relationship, with their children growing up, has buried many things that may have stirred their hearts in the past deep within each of them.

When Xiaozhu was born, her biological mother had insufficient breast milk due to mammary gland issues. Meanwhile, Xiaozhu's stepmother's child was only six months old and had an abundant milk supply, not even enough for one baby. So, a close friend of Xiaozhu's mother took Xiaozhu in and raised her like her own daughter.

Out of gratitude to this woman who fed him, Lao Li frequently visited her home and the hospital, and during this time, he met several other women in the same department as his wife. When

Xiaozhu was six months old, Xiaozhu's stepmother weaned her own one-year-old child, but continued to breastfeed her goddaughter until she was almost a year old. Just as Lao Li and his wife decided that they would wean Xiaozhu when she turned one, Sister Wei also had a daughter.

Sister Wei gave birth to a daughter, but after a fright, her milk supply dried up. Old Li, a doctor with only a few specialties, was helpless when his wife was born without breast milk. But for Sister Wei's situation, he immediately devised a remedy that not only quickly restored her milk supply but produced so much that one child couldn't finish it all.

Since it was Old Li's remedy that made his milk supply so abundant, Sister Wei took over and breastfed Old Li's daughter, who was just about to be weaned.

Before long, Xiao Zhu was breastfed until she was three years old, when she finally recognized Sister Wei as her godmother. Her biological mother, however, had passed away far away. Poor child! Seeing Xiao Zhu left behind by her mother, not only were Xiao Zhu's two godmothers heartbroken, holding her almost every day, but the other women in Xiao Zhu's mother's department also sighed with sorrow.

Thus, at this time, Xiao Zhu spent more time with her godmothers than with Old Li. That's how Xiaozhu got a third mother. This godmother not only had a child herself, but also, as a precaution, used the lactation-inducing formula Lao Li had gotten her. She even fed Xiaozhu the excess milk her own child couldn't drink.

Finally, Xiaozhu had a fourth mother, and she wasn't completely weaned until she was five years old.

At that time, Lao Li went to pick up his daughter to stay at his home. Xiaozhu, used to being breastfed, clung tightly to her godmother. The reason? Even if she only stayed at home for a morning, she wouldn't have any sweet milk to drink, and she didn't want her little belly to burst by the time she left!

At first, the godmother, who was feeding Xiaozhu, tried to avoid Lao Li, a grown man, and would hold Xiaozhu aside to breastfeed her. But as time went on and they spent more time together, they all treated Xiaozhu like her daughter's godmothers. They stopped taking Lao Li, this big man, seriously and even asked him casually when putting their nipples into Xiaozhu's mouth in front of him: "Do you want to have a taste too?"

The milk spurting from his daughter's mouth, and the bright red nipple that she was kneading with one little hand and trying to claim with the other, like a warm breeze, flowed through Lao Li's heart...

Among Xiaozhu's four godmothers, the one called "Auntie" was because Xiaozhu was the first to drink her milk. The oldest among them was Sister Wei. She became Xiaozhu's second aunt because she already had a three-year-old daughter and wanted to have a son. After giving birth to another daughter, she also became Xiaozhu's second aunt.

Xiaozhu's third aunt was from an ethnic minority, specifically the Lisu, a minority group in Qingjiang Province with a population of less than a thousand. Like Xiaozhu's second aunt, she became Xiaozhu's third aunt after having a second child within the scope of the national family planning policy. However, her second child was a chubby son.

Juanzi, who became Xiaozhu's fourth aunt, was simply envious of her sisters' goddaughters. Being closest to Xiaozhu's biological mother, she insisted on breastfeeding Xiaozhu, even when Xiaozhu was over three years old, making her call her godmother. She kept Xiaozhu breastfeeding until she was five years old before reluctantly weaning her. The

Military District Elementary School in Jiangzhong City had become a prestigious school due to its consistently excellent academic performance. At that time, Old Li was the principal of the Military District Elementary School, so all four of Xiaozhu's godmothers' children, upon reaching school age, invariably chose to attend the Military District Elementary School.

However, the military district primary school was quite far from the homes of Xiaozhu's four godmothers, so their children, after repeated persuasion from Lao Li, all chose to board at his home.

Year after year, Lao Li would pick up and drop off the children, and through this accumulated contact, an inexplicable tacit understanding developed between him and the four women.

It was a exchange of glances, a knowing smile; in nearly ten years of ups and downs, who could easily forget these memories?

His daughter and her godmothers' children all went to junior high school in the city. These many memories from those turbulent years, suddenly disappearing from Lao Li and the four women's lives, left them with a helpless sense of loss, yet also a feeling of relief.

Yes, a tacit understanding built up over time, yet due to various insurmountable reasons, had to be deeply hidden in their hearts, unable to be expressed. It was a bittersweet anticipation, but also a torment born of helplessness. Perhaps this inevitable separation was the best ending, a release only after having no other choice.

For over a decade, his daughter had been pampered and cared for like this. Now, lying in a hospital bed, he was being meticulously cared for by them. But this time, something long forgotten, something that had faded and been forgotten, surged forth, threatening to burst forth at the last crack.

Avoidance was no longer an option; perhaps everyone was waiting for some opportunity, a chance to loosen the tightly locked gates…

A jumble of thoughts swirled in Old Li's mind. The hospital room door, open late at night, was gently pushed open.

A figure, barely visible, stood by the bedside. She gazed at him quietly for a moment, then reached out to tuck the blankets around him. With

slightly closed eyes, Old Li slowly but firmly grasped the hand tucking the blankets. He softly called, "Juanzi."

Juanzi flinched, letting Old Li hold her hand, her eyes gleaming in the darkness as she looked at him.

"Sleep here,"

Old Li said, gently guiding Juanzi's hand to his chest.

Without speaking or moving, Juanzi seemed to have stopped breathing in the darkness.

Slowly, Old Li propped himself up, taking Juanzi's hand in his, and gently pulled her into his arms.

Leaning against the man's chest, listening to his slightly rapid breathing, Juanzi gently kneaded his palm with her own, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Juanzi..."

Old Li's voice trembled as he called out to Juanzi, his lips moving as he pressed against her hairline.

"Mmm..."

Juanzi responded softly, turning her face slightly to gaze intently into his eyes in the darkness.

Their gazes, like silently flowing water, stirred and awakened the tacit understanding that had been dormant for over a decade, igniting a spark of anticipation in the darkness of the night.

Their lips met in a passionate embrace, their hands, aimless yet gradually becoming more excited and forceful, explored each other's bodies.

Old Li clung to Juanzi, and Juanzi clung to Old Li, kissing and caressing each other. Now they lay together on Old Li's hospital bed, kissing and caressing, their tongues locked in a tender, intertwined kiss, savoring each other's saliva.

Old Li's hospital gown was loose, so Juanzi's hands, after a few rubbing motions, were spread wide open. Her nurse's cap lay scattered beside the pillow, and her well-fitting nurse's uniform top barely had room for a large hand. However, beneath this tight-fitting uniform top, she wasn't wearing anything underneath; her soft, firm breasts, which had nourished her daughter, were exposed without any cover to Old Li's large hand.

The exposed parts of her uniform top, everything visible in the darkness, were covered in Old Li's greedy saliva. As Old Li's teeth gently nibbled and bit at every corner, and as Juanzi's uncontrollable moans escaped her throat, Old Li's impatient hand finally lingered at the edge of Juanzi's nurse's skirt.

Her plump legs trembled, sometimes clenching, sometimes straightening. A gentle probe along the crotch, almost to the root, revealed a soft, real touch to the fingertips!

Surprisingly…surprisingly, even the bareest part of her under her nurse's skirt was exposed!

Everything was prepared, and this preparation had been made possible by everything possible! This was Juanzi, the last woman to take her daughter from his home, her unwavering devotion to him!

His heart trembled, deeply moved. Old Li plunged his head under Juanzi's nurse's skirt, which was pulled up high…

“Ah! Ah…gently…gently…”

“Harder! Ah…no…”

Like a flower swaying in the wind and rain all night, Juanzi, languid and exhausted, fell asleep in Old Li's arms. Lovingly touching her forehead, Old Li noticed a stinging pain in his shoulder blade and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

A sliver of light appeared on the curtains; it must be four in the morning. Thinking that he was also going to doze off for a little while, Lao Li covered the two of them with the blankets. After a slight unlocking sound, the door to the ward was gently pushed open.

He could vaguely make out who came in, and Lao Li's tense heart gradually calmed down. He watched the person stand silently by the bed for a while with his eyes half closed, and then walked very gently to the window, pulled open half of the curtain and stood there. Lao Li also gently pulled out the arm that Juanzi was using as a pillow, and silently put on his clothes and got out of bed.
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Chapter 3: I saw it all (2)

Standing side by side with the person by the window, looking at the morning light illuminating the eastern sky, some things, even if said, cannot be understood, and some things, even if not said, can be understood.

The golden sunlight in the morning was a little dazzling. Sister Wei frowned slightly and said softly, "From now on, treat Juanzi well."

"I will."

Lao Li pressed his hand firmly on Sister Wei's shoulder, and his words were more solemn than serious.

"Will the stitches be removed soon?"

Feeling the strength in the man's hands, Sister Wei unconsciously straightened her back and asked about Old Li's condition.

"Yes, Sanya will come to remove the stitches in a bit."

Old Li called Xiaozhu's third aunt by her nickname without thinking.

"Then...then I'll go first, in a little while..."

Juanzi was sleeping soundly, but she always woke up a little early. Not wanting any awkwardness between the sisters in this situation, Sister Wei wanted to avoid it for a while.

Gently putting his arm around Sister Wei, Old Li smiled at her somewhat surprised expression and said, "Juanzi is awake, you can talk to her for a while."

Although the fracture in his scapula prevented Old Li from doing strenuous exercise, he could still take a walk in the hospital courtyard. After telling Sister Wei, Old Li began his morning stroll.

"Second Sister..."

This was like being caught in bed with another woman by her older sister, so it was understandable that Juanzi, since recognizing these sisters, was being so humble for the first time, respectfully calling out "Sister" from under the covers.

"Alright, alright, stop with the nonsense. Get out of bed already! Otherwise, our hospital will have some major news to report!" Sister Wei

really wanted to tease this sister who, despite being called a sister, didn't act like one at all, but with other patients coming to the ward at any moment, she adhered to the principle of keeping family matters private. Knowing this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, she urged Juanzi to get up quickly.

"Ah~" Knowing time was running out, Juanzi, who had just gotten up, trembled and sat back down on the bed.

"What's wrong? You wouldn't..."

Juanzi was a mother, after all. This kind of thing, which only happens to newly virgins, how could it happen to Juanzi? Could it be that Old Li had some special fetish in bed? Or did Juanzi, in a moment of impulse, offer up...that part as her virginity? Sister Wei, filled with doubt, quickly went to the bedside.

"That damned old Li!"

Looking at her swollen and red legs through the half-open blanket, Juanzi muttered curses at Old Li, the culprit, and weakly said to her sister, who had come to the bedside, "Second sister, hand me your skirt from there."

There were some red marks on her lower abdomen, a testament to passion, which anyone could understand. It must have been Juanzi who... There were no bruises or swellings on Juanzi's body, which meant Old Li didn't have that kind of fetish! She immediately concluded why Juanzi was in this state, cursing inwardly that she deserved it! Finding Juanzi amusing, Sister Wei picked up the nurse's skirt from under the bed and went to Juanzi's side, wanting to see what had happened to Juanzi's newly given virginity.

"Second sister! What... what are you doing?"

After Sister Wei turned her over and started searching and checking, Juanzi asked anxiously, completely bewildered.

"No...that's..."

Wei Jie, equally bewildered, muttered after seeing Juanzi's perfectly intact chrysanthemum. She released Juanzi and asked, "Your...that wasn't..."

"My dear second sister! What do you mean by 'that'! What's going on?"

Confused by her sister's rambling, Juanzi simply sat naked on the bed, staring wide-eyed at her.

"It's...it's..."

Although she was a mother of two teenagers, Wei Jie really couldn't bring herself to say it.

"Oh! Second sister! Just tell me, what's going on?"

Juanzi was frantic with worry as her sister hesitated.

A slight unease crossed her face, and Sister Wei leaned close to Juanzi's ear and whispered a few words.

"Hey! You stupid second sister! How could you think like that! Is it because you and your husband are like that, that you're thinking about other people? You..."

Juanzi, startled by her second sister's antics, scolded her and started playfully fighting with her.

After a while of playful banter, the second sister, still puzzled, asked, "Juanzi, you weren't...done that by Old Li, what happened to you just now?"

"Stupid second sister! Don't pretend to be shy and keep saying 'that'! As if you're some innocent little girl! Just say it directly, it won't dirty your mouth! Let me tell you! It's not my back, it's here!"

Scolding her second sister, Juanzi, as if she had suffered a great injustice, spread her legs slightly to let her second sister see what was wrong with her.

"Oh!"

Startled by the mud and swelling, the second sister exclaimed, then immediately asked, "What...what did Old Li use to...do this to make you like this?"

"What did he use? What do you think he used? It was Old Li's...that...you bastard! Besides, you've seen and touched Old Li's...you know, what are you pretending for?"

Juanzi carefully put on her dress, never forgetting to scold her second sister.

"Well..." The

second sister wanted to ask Juanzi more questions, but seeing Juanzi's expression, she put down her questions and helped Juanzi get dressed.

After strolling around the hospital lawn a few times, Old Li returned to the ward, but Juanzi and Sister Wei were no longer there. Looking at the neatly made bed, Old Li sighed and sat down by the bed.

The stitches were being removed from the wounds, and they weren't life-threatening ones. However, aside from the coach of the school team and a group of girls, all the women who were very close to Lao Li, both older and younger, came to the hospital.

There were five stitches, and it was impossible for all these women to be present in the ward at once. It seemed to be a tacit arrangement that all the younger girls, including Han Yue and Lulu who were brought in later, watched as the stitches were removed from the three wounds on Lao Li's upper body. The older women, on the other hand, watched as Lao Li had his stitches removed, half-concealed.

The fracture, which had shown signs of healing, still needed a few days of recuperation, but whether or not he had to stay in the hospital wasn't so important. Lao Li could go home if he wanted, but the hospital and Lao Li's women unanimously insisted that he stay in the hospital for a few more days without permission.

The afternoon was unusually quiet because after all the women around Lao Li had left, even Lao Li's mother-in-law had accompanied Fei'er home.

It's said that when people are idle, they watch ants climb trees. Old Li, now alone, was no exception, wanting to see how ants climb trees. After lingering in his hospital room for a while, wanting to quietly change out of his hospital gown and go for a stroll, Old Li began rummaging through his clothes.

He searched every possible place in the room, turning over countless items, finding almost a dozen under his clothes, but not a single shirt or trousers.

Undeterred, Old Li suddenly remembered—there seemed to be a cabinet-like structure in the bathroom! A surge of joy filled him, and without even bothering to tidy up the mess under the bed, he hurried towards the bathroom.

"Who's causing this trouble?!"

As soon as Old Li pushed open the bathroom door, a voice that gave him a headache rang out behind him.

"I'm looking for something,"

Old Li said, turning to his mother-in-law, who had been elusive during the day, and speaking insincerely.

Looking closely at the somewhat flustered Old Li, Fei'er's mother, expressionless, raised the bag she was carrying and asked, "Looking for clothes? Are you going out?"

"Our school's girls' team is participating in the provincial competition in a few days. I thought I'd have nothing to do this afternoon, so I'm going to check on their preparations."

Old Li just wanted to go for a walk; he hadn't really decided where to go, but now, facing Fei'er's mother, he casually used the girls' team as a shield.

"Then go change your clothes. I'll take you there in a bit."

Seeing Old Li acting like a schoolboy caught in the act by the teacher, Fei'er's mother, whether angry or amused, forced a straight face, put her bag on the bed, and turned to leave the ward.

Her former in-laws were gentle and approachable, but now, as her mother-in-law, they exuded the aura of a female tiger! Dejected and listless, Old Li changed his clothes one piece at a time.

Fei'er's mother was driving Fei'er's car. Watching her smoothly shift gears, accelerate, turn, slow down, and avoid obstacles—her driving was so smooth it was almost imperceptible—truly impressed Old Li. Indeed, he

'd never seen Fei'er's mother drive before, yet she handled it like a professional; that wasn't something everyone could do.

The speedometer was at 70, but the driving was incredibly smooth! However, even more smooth was Fei'er's mother's unchanging face! So, while Old Li was extremely comfortable in the car, the apprehension in his heart was incredibly suppressed.

Heh... He tried to find something to say, but he didn't know where to begin to get Fei'er's mother to listen. He wanted to make a gesture, but this was all too calm. Old Li felt that even the slightest change in his expression would seem so abrupt at this moment.

Sigh! No matter what, you should just be a good in-law, why lower yourself to be someone's son-in-law? But now that he's already acted like a son-in-law, what kind of trouble could Old Li possibly cause?

During the seven or eight minutes of silent driving, in the very comfortable 22-degree temperature inside the car, Old Li broke out in a sweat. It wasn't for any other reason than that when Lao Li was sitting in the back seat, observing Fei'er's mother through the rearview mirror, Fei'er's mother, whether looking at the cars behind or sensing someone was deliberately spying on her, would occasionally glance at him subtly with the corner of her eye in the mirror. And the timing of her glances was incredibly precise; no matter how carefully or quickly Lao Li looked in the mirror, he would always catch that twitching glance from Fei'er's mother.

It was frustrating! He was driven to desperation by those twitching glances! Lao Li, who had been counting the number of trees along the roadside for the rest of the journey, finally saw the school gate.

"I'll pick you up at five o'clock,"

Fei'er's mother said, glancing at him again in the rearview mirror, after Lao Li's lips had barely moved.

Lao Li didn't even hear if he mumbled a thank you to Fei'er's mother. After getting out of the car, he wiped the sweat from his brow and walked through the school gate.

He quietly entered the basketball court. The familiar sounds of basketballs bouncing, the girls' shouts as they passed the ball, and the occasional calls from Xin'er and Coach Mi filled the air. Having only been away for a few days, Old Li quietly closed his eyes, savoring everything that was familiar.

A moment of silence followed, as if everyone in the basketball court had vanished. He opened his eyes, puzzled. Xie Xin and Coach Mi led the way, with all the girls on the women's team standing in two rows before him.

A slight surprise, followed by a warm smile, appeared on Old Li's lips as he opened his arms wide.

Xie Xin, also smiling, was the first to approach him, meeting his outstretched arms.

An embrace, a genuine embrace that began with genuine emotion, brought Xie Xin to tears as she threw herself into it.

An unexpected, fleeting kiss landed on Lao Li's cheek, and Xie Xin, with a mischievous smile, pulled away from his embrace.

Coach Mi, her face flushed and slightly awkward, gave a gentle push, then, with a hint of nervousness, readily accepted Lao Li's lead in the embrace.

At first, this kind of embrace made Coach Mi somewhat uncomfortable, but once she overcame that initial hurdle, the mature woman, having let go, surprisingly lifted her lowered, now even redder face, and delivered a kiss even faster than Xie Xin's, landing on the spot where Xie Xin had just kissed.

Ha! Amidst the cheers of the girls, Coach Mi, her face completely red, pulled Xie Xin away quickly.

"Teacher Li, thank you!"

The tall Ya Rou, the first among the girls to embrace Lao Li, expressed her sincere gratitude.

"Silly girl, you don't need to say these things to your teacher."

Old Li gently and lovingly stroked Ya Rou's sweaty hair, needing to raise his hand quite high.

"Thank you, it's what I wanted to say to Teacher Li, this is what I wanted to express to Old Li!"

Ya Rou said decisively, looking down slightly at Old Li, her soft, full lips pressing deeply against the corner of his mouth.

"Ya... Rou..."

The bold girl, when Old Li slightly pulled away, accidentally touched his face, and the girl's persistent kiss on his lips, in this unexpected moment, landed on Old Li's.

They both froze, motionless in the powerful tremor, the only sound in the silence the pounding of their hearts. Gazing at each other so closely, the image of the person before them blurred in a daze. No one tried to avoid it, nor did they think about why. The kiss, which began unexpectedly, continued in their blurred vision, flowing between their pursuing lips.

Yu Lian was the second girl to hug Lao Li. To Lao Li and Hei Ya Tou's surprise, Hei Ya Tou, who always arrived last except when playing, was surrounded by Tian Tian, Zhang Nan, and a group of other girls as she approached Lao Li.

On the day of the incident, behind Lao Li, who stood firmly back, were Ya Rou and Hei Ya Tou. They had the clearest view of a man wielding a weapon, striking with reckless abandon, and seeing bloodstains staining his body.

It could be said that everything that happened that day left a deep mark on the hearts of these two girls. Such a mark might not ignite the flame of love that blossoms in the hearts of girls experiencing their first stirrings of love, but the image of such a man, protecting them like a father or brother, would be etched in their memories for a lifetime.

Today's unexpected meeting, stirred by Ya Rou and Yu Lian, stirred something inexplicable within her heart. That swaying, yet elusive, emotion left the usually pure-hearted girl, Hei Ya, bewildered and unsure how to respond.

Warm hands, a strong embrace—Hei Ya, the only girl in the entire school's girls' team slightly shorter than Lao Li, dazedly and quietly raised her usually low-hanging face. Her

dark, luminous face was now filled with a dazed look…

Chapter 3: I Saw It All (3)

The car was parked under a patch of shade. A constant stream of people and cars came and went in front of the car window. Sitting in the car, Fei'er's mother seemed oblivious to everything around her. Because at this moment, she would see in her mind what she had glimpsed in the rearview mirror when she left No. 33 Middle School: a grown man wiping away sweat in the sunlight.

Was she really that afraid of him? And a grown man who was supposedly going to be a hero? Fei'er's mother gently shook her head, a bittersweet smile appearing on her face.

Her daughter had found a kindred spirit, and upon her daughter's graduation from university, she had brought this slightly shy young man to meet her.

His education, conversation, manners, and family background quickly won her approval, even though he would soon marry her and take her to live in a city hundreds of kilometers away. A few months after meeting the young man her

daughter had brought home as her life partner, she met his family.

A father who looked younger, and a little sister with a sweet smile on her face—they were there to discuss her daughter's marriage to the young man.

The wedding was on schedule; her daughter, who had been by her side for over twenty years, was finally going to that city hundreds of kilometers away to continue her married life.

What would the next moment bring? No one could say for sure. Just like my daughter's marriage, only four years have passed, yet after so many things, it has become a change I still can't fully accept.

Not only has she gone from being a daughter-in-law to a stepmother to two children, but in a few months, she will also become a mother herself. This change in her identity means she will forever bear an unspeakable burden, a burden that could shatter her instantly.

Facing all this, my daughter's unexpected resolve and composure make me, her mother, feel both heartache and anger at what she has experienced!

Why should your son's heartless cruelty be rewarded with your treacherous and despicable behavior? Did Fei'er owe you two in a past life?

However, my worries and anger become helpless under my daughter's unwavering devotion and protection, with no outlet for my emotions.

What has bewitched my daughter's heart? What has blinded her to everything before her eyes? Was it really just because of the sweet words of an older man? But after carefully reviewing everything that had happened to my daughter, and observing the older man I so utterly despised, I realized, though I didn't want to believe it, that the truth was far different.

My daughter, the daughter who had given her whole heart, had fallen head over heels in love with an older man who was even older than her mother! And all of this, from the information my daughter revealed, indicated that not only was she willing to do this, but… she was practically throwing herself at him!

Was it that an unattractive older man was so charming?

I couldn't see any appeal in him!

Did an older man attract my daughter's attention with his successful career and decisive personality?

With his current stall and his cowardly demeanor in my presence, what could he possibly have to attract my daughter's attention?

These past few days, after thinking everything through carefully, and calmly, I've come to a conclusion that leaves me with a bitter taste.

The beginning of the relationship between the daughter and him stemmed from the fact that, after experiencing immense pain and sorrow, a relationship that shouldn't have existed suddenly arrived due to some terrible coincidence. Wanting to find solace and support for her wounds, the daughter made a reckless choice.

However, as the pain in her heart gradually subsided, and she began to seriously confront the choices she had made after her trauma, her heart, initially tinged with resentment and spite, underwent a thorough examination.

It was this profound self-examination that led her to make the choice she would spend the rest of her life with: to love, without regret, someone she shouldn't have, and couldn't have, loved without any resentment.

And what about the man his daughter loved without regret for her entire life?

He knew better than his daughter everything they would face after making this choice. But then again, why did he do it even knowing the consequences?

Why?

Was it for his daughter's youthful beauty? Was it a momentary lapse of judgment? Or was it out of guilt for that damned accidental incident with his daughter, a choice he made out of remorse? Wasn't it a choice he reluctantly made out of a sense of compensation for that heartless little beast who abandoned Fei'er?

It was his daughter's beauty, but not a momentary lapse of judgment. It was the guilt that began with that accidental incident, and a genuine desire to atone for his son's actions, all intertwined with his love and care for his daughter.

Watching him, she saw everything he did for his daughter! Yes, even his carefulness in front of her stemmed from his daughter.

He was afraid of causing his daughter even the slightest hardship, afraid of depriving her of any happiness. And so, this grown man became afraid of himself.

He was afraid his daughter would suffer in front of him because of him, afraid his presence would create a rift between them, and even more afraid that under all the pressure, he would lead his daughter to make a choice that wasn't right or wrong. All this fear

made him spoil his daughter without restraint; all this fear made him lose all semblance of a man in front of himself.

A woman may have countless dreams and desires in her life, but what is most real is having a man who cherishes and pampers her, gently taking her hand, and walking with her for a lifetime.

The bitterness beneath his smile reflected the immense difficulty of his daughter's choice. And the complex question was: was it for someone to spoil and pamper his daughter so much, just to make him feel her happiness? Or was he, still unwilling to accept it, having completely compromised?

Perhaps none of these things are the most important. What matters is that her daughter's choice will not change, whether she is right or wrong, whether she, as her mother, compromises or feels helpless, she will stand by her daughter.

Her daughter's body is growing heavier every day, but the man who said he would spoil and pamper her for life almost broke his promise to her just a few days ago! Her

daughter fainted when she found out, and when she finally recovered, she frantically rushed to the hospital to see him! At that moment, the genuine emotion her daughter displayed shocked her deeply, and the man who almost broke his promise to her was somehow impossible to hate.

Yes, a man, no matter how big or small the matter, no matter how much else he has to bear, when it's time to stand up and take responsibility, he has absolutely no reason to avoid it.

From that day on, she began to try to approach her daughter's situation with a different attitude and made some changes.

Her pregnant daughter couldn't overexert herself, and wanting to change the atmosphere between them, she came to the hospital to take care of him for her daughter. But this was all too unexpected. He trembled the moment he saw her, and stupidly, he didn't realize her purpose in coming to the hospital—to try and ease things up.

Did she have to spell it out for that idiot to understand her attitude? She'd already made her stance clear; it was his own fault for not seeing it! Want me to talk to you? You'll have to wait!

However, seeing that silly, foolish figure every day was quite amusing…

A smile flickered across her lips, and she habitually, almost reflexively, glanced at the rearview mirror. The back seat was empty; the silly, sweaty figure was gone. With a calm feeling, Fei'er's mother slowly started the car.

A commotion erupted. Yu Lian, ever the troublemaker, and Hui Min, equally eager for chaos, stirred up a group of vibrant young women, drawing them into Old Li and the dark-skinned girl's embrace. In an instant, the ambiguous, chaotic atmosphere, which even the earlier passionate kiss between Yu Lian and Old Li hadn't fully ignited, swept through everyone present like a madman…

The married woman had already begun… This

wasn't the first time such a frenzy had occurred…

What's next…?

Before the dark-skinned girl could even release her, Hui Min and Yu Lian, one on each side, had already embraced her and Old Li together. Crowded and oppressive, the barely perceptible distance that had been maintained between them, even in their embrace, completely vanished.

Embracing and pressing tightly against her sisters, like two burning, restless flames, not only were they themselves burning with passion, releasing their girlish emotions, but they also ignited the passion hidden within their teacher, who was also embracing her. She, at the heart of this raging fire, felt the intense heat of their burning passion most deeply. Her body

was completely pressed into Old Li's broad, warm chest. Not only were her two sisters' arms wrapped around her and Old Li's, tightening their embrace, but her teacher, equally affected, was also directly holding her. As her embrace gradually made it difficult to breathe, his hands, which had been under her armpits and around her back, slowly tightened, seemingly unconsciously beginning to caress her, sending shivers down her spine.

The large hands on my shoulders and back dug their fingers almost into my flesh through my clothes, pressing tightly against the teacher's chest. My arms, the only support for my body and the only way to avoid rubbing against his chest, were exhausted by the increasingly tight and powerful pressure. Surrounded by the flames, I too was consumed by the burning passion, losing even the last vestige of my will to continue. My

limp, powerless hands rested on the teacher's shoulders, and the two of us, now without any support, rubbed together more and more tightly, feeling each other's warmth.

The scorching heat made me dizzy. When more sisters joined this embrace like firewood thrown into a fire, the immense pressure and intense friction made me tremble and feel suffocated.

Her head, drooping under the teacher's shoulder, swayed to ease the dizziness in her head. Like a fish out of water, she opened her mouth wide, gulping in air to drive away the trembling, suffocating feeling that was gradually driving her to the brink of madness!

The dizziness didn't lessen with the swaying, but the suffocation, with each rapid breath, stirred every cell in her body, feeling as if it were about to explode from extreme oxygen deprivation.

Ah—a cry of liberation escaped from the depths of her heart, and her head, drooping under the teacher's shoulder, suddenly jerked upward.

In an instant, before her eyes was Lü Na, who had somehow squeezed behind the teacher, their lips locked in a wet, passionate kiss!

Stunned! Her mind went completely blank.

A glistening line of saliva stretched slowly between Lü Na and the teacher's parted lips, then snapped away in an instant. Amidst her lingering breaths, Lü Na gently licked her lips with her pink tongue. Her teacher's thick, moist lips, glistening with saliva, were now incredibly close to her face.

Unable to resist, in a moment of hesitation—fear, anticipation, and trembling—those thick, domineering, yet genuinely gentle, moist, saliva-covered lips of her teacher pressed heavily onto hers.

A short, sharp gasp escaped her throat as her teacher's lips silenced her. It was as if everything around her vanished from her consciousness; she froze, trembling and stiff. Her

first kiss, her very first kiss, arrived unexpectedly in the summer of her seventeenth year.

Stiff, perhaps, because the sudden arrival of her first kiss left her bewildered and disoriented after the initial shock.

To avoid it was her most instinctive response to the domineering, unprepared kiss.

Clumsy, awkward, a mixture of fear and anticipation in her heart, leaving her powerless to resist. In this passive acceptance and struggle, she began to slowly perceive the first experience of love from the man who had inexplicably entered her heart.

Should she reciprocate? Was it only when this man's greedy, domineering tongue pried open her lips, swept across her gums, and lingered on the tips of her teeth that she began?

Was she truly engaged? Her tongue was held tightly by him, the saliva that kept seeping from her mouth was swallowed greedily. She seemed to have no need to think, letting her shy, tentative tongue, like tentacles, gently touch and intertwine between his lips and tongue, until she swallowed his saliva, until the last bit of air in her lungs was sucked dry, until all the sisters surrounding her and him offered their blessings, their playful laughter echoing everywhere, that she broke free from his still greedy, domineering, and increasingly gentle lips and tongue, burying her head in his shoulder, unwilling to lift it for a long time.

Was this the lounge? When she finally saw everything clearly, she, all the sisters present today, and him, who had made her blush, were already here.

One, or two, or three sisters took turns by his side. Whether it was him or his sisters, they laughed, they whispered, and…

there was a bittersweet feeling, a tremor in his heart, a slightly astringent taste. He thought of leaving, of burying back what had suddenly descended upon him, this bittersweet feeling, just as he had at the beginning, deep within his heart, slowly moving him away, slowly forgetting him and everything else.

But why couldn't he move on? He endured this unbearable torment, sitting there waiting, as if he had lost himself in anticipation.

They kissed, and then… nothing more. Their intimacy, their mutual understanding, pierced his heart like needles, a heart that had blossomed only to be doomed. He made a painful, yet necessary, decision: to leave, to leave, having learned to distance himself and forget.

A warm, large hand, a gentle breath—that familiar yet strangely strong embrace once again held me as I was about to leave.

He didn't ask why I was leaving, nor why he wanted me to stay at this moment. He stroked my short, ear-length hair, and with his other hand, he touched Ya Rou's face, which was resting on his lap. He spoke of himself, and of each of the sisters here, recounting their intimate and familiar past.

Listening, feeling his touch, my heart, already filled with a bittersweet ache, began to tremble. Gradually, a tender kiss landed on my forehead. Then, the fingers that had been stroking my short hair gently grasped and kneaded my earlobe. A quick glance out of the corner of my eye sent a shiver down my spine as I saw his other hand, which had been caressing Ya Rou's face, now clearly visible beneath her sportswear, kneading her skin.

Run! It was my instinctive awareness after being shocked by what I saw.

However, the hand that was pinching my earlobe slid down to my shoulder and tightened, and I was once again in that unfamiliar and strong embrace, so I lost the chance to leave.

Chapter 3: I saw it all (4)

Xie Xin and Coach Mi returned one after the other. The team members, who had come out of the team members' rest room a while ago, were doing group practice under Lao Li's guidance. When Lao Li saw the two coaches, he walked over to them.

"The team members are in a good mood and are in good condition. Thank you both, coaches."

Lao Li sincerely thanked them, holding their hands one by one.

"This isn't thanks to us, it's because these girls went to the hospital to see you wake up that day, and after returning to the team, they've been training like crazy. Now, with these girls around, Xiao Xie and I are basically just here checking on you every day, we haven't had anything to do."

As she spoke, Coach Mi gently pulled her hand away from Old Li's grasp, her eyes sweeping over Old Li's face. She continued, "It seems that in the hearts of these young girls in our team, you, the principal, hold more weight than Xiao Xie and me, the coaches!"

"Hehe... Coach Mi, I don't see it that way! I think the girls in our team really admire you and Coach Xie. Otherwise, when I was in the team before, they rarely trained so diligently. And now, after only a few days away, they've become so proactive in training. This must be thanks to you two coaches!"

As he spoke, Coach Mi's hand, which she had just pulled back, was tightly grasped by Lao Li. Lao Li continued, "I really want to thank Coach Mi! Not only do the girls in the team think this way, but I myself am especially grateful to you! Coach Mi, thank you!"

With each word of thanks, Coach Mi's face flushed red. She tried her best to pull her hand back from Lao Li's tight grip, but Lao Li released her hand at the opportune moment. In the final "thank you," he couldn't help but give Coach Mi a hug that was even tighter than a handshake.

"Old...Old Li...you..."

This sudden enthusiasm seemed to have really overwhelmed Coach Mi, otherwise, why would she be so flustered, unable to say anything, and struggling to stay upright with her face flushed red?

"Fengying, thank you so much."

A gentle, sincere, and very magnetic male voice rang in Coach Mi's ears as she struggled to stay upright.

The repeated thanks before had been joking and slightly insincere, but now, with just a soft voice, Coach Mi felt something from the heart.

Stopping struggling and lowering her face slightly, a complex look quickly flashed across Old Li's eyes as he gazed at her. Coach Mi quietly accepted the man's embrace.

He gently patted Coach Mi's shoulders, gave her a light and quick kiss on the cheek, and then walked over to Xie Xin, who had been smiling at him and Coach Mi.

The same hug, the same thank you. Old Li, who had just released Xie Xin and was about to say something more, noticed Xie Xin gesturing to him repeatedly with her eyes.

Turning around, Old Li saw Fei'er's mother already at the entrance of the training field, walking towards them.

Silently praying for her safety, Old Li quietly wiped the cold sweat from his brow. Yes, if Old Li had shown any more enthusiasm with words or actions, and Fei'er's mother had seen or heard it, he wouldn't just be facing Fei'er's mother's expressionless face every day.

Smiling, Fei'er's mother greeted Xie Xin and Coach Mi, and casually mentioned that Old Li had sneaked out without the hospital's permission, and it was time for him to go back.

"It seems like it's still about ten minutes before our agreed-upon time to return to the hospital," Old Li muttered to himself, but his feet didn't stop moving as he followed behind Fei'er's mother out of the school.

"You have a good relationship with all the teachers at your school, right?"

Fei'er's mother asked in a moderate voice, without turning around, as she saw her car parked.

"Um...yes, although our school still faces many difficulties, the relationships between my colleagues are very good."

He hesitated for a moment, paused slightly, and then slowly caught up, answering slowly and deliberately.

"It seems like every female teacher at your school treats you better than others?"

Still in a low voice, Fei'er's mother asked at about the same pace as Old Li, stopping in her tracks.

Uh! A little distracted, Old Li quickly stopped, otherwise he would have bumped into Fei'er's mother who had stopped walking.

"Ah... I... the female teachers at my school are very kind to... to me and my other colleagues, since we all work together."

Careful wording is necessary, and a slight stutter is inevitable when unprepared, but Old Li still managed to answer the question clearly.

"Really? The female teachers at your school are quite warm and welcoming! Is it possible to hug each other after getting along well with them, no matter who it is? Hehe! The female teachers at your school are really well-mannered! So familiar and skilled in using Western etiquette!"

After Fei'er confessed everything about her and Old Li to her mother, Fei'er's mother turned to face Old Li, and for the first time, a smile appeared on her face when she asked Old Li a question.

The slow, unchanging pace of her speech, the raised eyebrows and the twitching smile, made Old Li's heart race even more than the question itself! A rapid coughing fit ensued, and Old Li's face turned pale.

"Oh! You choked on the wind, didn't you? You'd better be careful next time! Since the female teachers at your school are so warm and welcoming, I think I'll come here often to observe and learn, to see how to properly use such warm Western etiquette!"

Looking at Old Li, who was coughing and pounding his chest, Fei'er's mother continued speaking to herself, emphasizing each word with logical pauses at the end.

Ignoring Old Li, who had suddenly stopped coughing, Fei'er's mother turned to the car, opened the door, and got in.

The boat was a bit old and worn, but the sudden gust of wind and waves was quite a sight, wasn't it? But that's understandable; Fei'er's mother had seen Old Li sit down just now, and had only asked to learn, so what was there for Old Li to be so surprised about?

Didn't he see Fei'er's mother's car was waiting? Old Li quickly walked a few steps and got in.

I saw it, but it was just a quick tap. However, that doesn't mean Fei'er's mother wouldn't have other thoughts. Could you explain this a little? Should we explain it now, or later? Fei'er's mother hasn't said a word since Old Li got in the car and drove off, but Old Li himself has been pondering many questions. Unable to make up his mind, Old Li, sitting in the back seat, secretly glanced at the rearview mirror.

A pair of seemingly casual eyes caught Old Li's glance, and he was startled. His eyes immediately fled from the rearview mirror to the car window.

His startled heart calmed down slightly, and for some reason, Old Li's eyes, which had been wandering aimlessly outside the window, unconsciously swept back to the rearview mirror.

It was still that same seemingly casual gaze, quickly sweeping across the rearview mirror, yet still catching Old Li's eyes, sending them fleeing even faster.

The cycle repeated itself, capturing the alternation of escape. A barely perceptible gentleness in his eyes, a silent hint of something was amiss. Old Li's eyes lingered on the rearview mirror for a few seconds.

Only with careful observation could one discern the subtle tenderness in his gaze, the pressure of escape dissipating. He watched as the eyes in the rearview mirror gradually cleared. Perhaps one explanation is silence, or perhaps a promise needs no sound. In those few seconds of quiet, clear eyes gazing into that gentle gaze, everything that had been unspoken for days, everything that had been unexplained and unexplained, was conveyed silently to each other.

A touch of apology, a touch of promise, a touch of gratitude—Old Li's quiet, clear eyes gently left the rearview mirror once more, withdrawing the barely perceptible gentle gaze. Fei'er's mother drove more smoothly.

"Old Li, it's time to eat!"

The ward door opened, and Fei'er's mother, expressionless, walked in carrying a plate of cutlery, speaking curtly.

Old Li and Fei'er's mother had only been back in the ward for a few minutes when one of the people Old Li knew from the continuing education center, along with two others he didn't recognize, entered the ward, claiming to be visiting the injured and hospitalized Old Li.

Wu Tong, 43 years old, was the current deputy director of the Jiangzhong City Administration for Industry and Commerce. When she met Old Li, she was already a deputy section chief in the Administration for Industry and Commerce, and was pursuing a correspondence bachelor's degree. After several meetings, Old Li thought she was quite good, and after Wu Tong graduated with her correspondence bachelor's degree, he not only helped her obtain her bachelor's degree but also, through a professor at Qingjiang University, recommended her for a part-time postgraduate program.

It's understandable that Wu Tong, who has maintained contact with Lao Li, visited him when he was injured and hospitalized. However, Lao Li couldn't fathom how he had gotten involved with the other two people who were also supposedly visiting him. Ma

Xuefeng, the director of the Municipal Administration for Industry and Commerce, and Cao Liying, the director of the office of the Municipal Administration for Industry and Commerce—two people Lao Li had never met or even recognized in his entire life—were sitting opposite him. And these three people had been sitting in Lao Li's hospital room for over an hour.

Politeness is a basic requirement for everyone, especially for Fei'er's mother, a very well-educated and reasonable woman. Even the most well-mannered person would struggle when faced with three people who rambled on about everything under the sun without saying a word. Fei'er's mother, usually a good-natured woman (except after Old Li had annoyed her), finally returned with her icy expression, her face as cold as a frozen mountain.

In the sweltering summer heat, if the room temperature suddenly plummeted to minus thirty degrees Celsius, it would be unbearable for anyone. So, the three guests, who had been chatting enthusiastically with Old Li, immediately got up and left.

*Thump!* The stainless steel plate slammed onto the bedside cabinet.

Uh—it was practically suffocating—Fei'er's mother choked Old Li with a napkin.

"Open your mouth!"

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Fei'er's mother scooped up a large spoonful of rice mixed with sauce and held it to the bewildered Old Li's lips, squeezing out two words through gritted teeth.

Uh! The sound was only made when the spoon was almost stuck in his throat. *Gulp—glug—* He slowly stuffed a mouthful down his throat, leaving no room for chewing, and when he was desperately trying to swallow, that's usually the kind of noise Old Li was making now.

He stretched his neck, his eyes wide, almost unable to catch his breath, when a hand reached behind him. The initial anger intensified, but with each subsequent pounding, the pressure gradually lessened and eased.

A small mouthful of rice, a small sip of refreshing broth, and a slow, deliberate voice asked, "Do you know that Cao, the office director at the Industry and Commerce Bureau?"

"Well… let's say I do."

After a moment's hesitation, Old Li swallowed the soup in his mouth and gave a slightly vague answer.

"What do you mean by 'acquaintance'! Acquaintance is acquaintance, and not acquaintance is not acquaintance. Is it that you start giving evasive answers whenever there's something private?"

Fei'er's mother, her eyes wide, glared at Old Li as she casually scooped up a spoonful of rice.

Uh! Reflexively, Old Li reacted even before Fei'er's mother's large spoonful of rice left the plate.

"So how exactly did you meet her?"

Fei'er's mother glanced at Old Li with pursed lips, gently shaking the large spoonful of rice into a small spoonful, and asked in a slow, deliberate tone.

“She… I was her homeroom teacher when she was in elementary school at the military district school. After she graduated, her father, the former Political Commissar Cao from the military district, was transferred to the Central Military Commission, and her family moved away. I haven’t been in much contact with Political Commissar Cao over the years, and I don’t know the specifics of his family situation. If Cao Liying hadn’t brought it up today, I really wouldn’t know how she knew me.”

Old Li had just finished speaking when Fei’er’s mother, who had been trembling, brought a small spoonful of rice, now slightly softened, to his lips.

After a small spoonful of broth entered his mouth, a napkin was gently used to wipe his mouth. Fei’er’s mother then asked, “So you’re saying she came to the hospital today with her work unit just to see you?”

“A few days ago, Director Ma Xuefeng called me. I think his call and his visit to the hospital today are probably related to the expansion of our school.”

Fei’er’s mother was family, so Old Li told her his thoughts honestly.

"Hasn't the expansion of your school basically been finalized? What if they bring up some new ideas? What are you going to do?"

Fei'er's mother asked as she brought the last spoonful of rice to Old Li's lips.

"The specific projects for our school's expansion have been handed over to Xinrui Company, which Da Mei and Qing Yu have contacted. The school won't interfere anymore. If they have any ideas, I'll pass them on to them to discuss with Xinrui Company."

The day after tomorrow is the official signing day between No. 33 Middle School and Xinrui. And judging from the information Qing Yu and Da Mei have given, the matter is basically settled. Now, no matter who else wants to utilize the land sold by the vocational school, Old Li knows he doesn't have, nor does he need, the right to decide.

This is simple: the land sold by the vocational school involves more than just half the campus area; it's practically the development and utilization of an entire street. Anyone wanting a piece of this pie isn't someone Old Li or his No. 33 Middle School can decide whether or not.

Having realized their own limitations and wanting to secure more benefits for the school, they figured that no matter who tried to interfere after the contract was signed, Qingyu and Damei would earn their dowry money without any problem, and everything else would be irrelevant to Lao Li.

However, since the contract hadn't been officially signed yet, variables still existed. With Qingyu and Damei leading the effort, there were no factors within Qingjiang Province that could put pressure on Lao Li and the 33rd Middle School and cause any changes. The biggest variable might come from Xinrui Company. The reappearance of the student, who hadn't been heard from in years, suggested that changes regarding Xinrui Company might have already begun.

Fei'er's mother gently removed Lao Li's napkin and quietly cleared away the tableware, not wanting to disturb Lao Li's thoughts, and left the ward with the tableware.

Xinrui Company? Cao Liying? Or perhaps even more people? If these things intertwine a few times, the benefits that No. 33 Middle School can gain will not be lost sooner or later. However, this will delay things, and the development plan that Lao Li has already formulated for No. 33 Middle School will be greatly hindered. This is really worrying!

With a sigh in his heart, Lao Li lay down on the bed.

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Chapter 3: I saw it all (5)

A slender and warm hand gently touched his neck as it pulled the corner of the quilt to cover Lao Li. Lying on his side, he was thinking about his thoughts. In a daze, he felt that it was very late. When Lao Li felt someone behind him, he thought it was Juanzi, who was on night duty. Without thinking, he gently grabbed the hand that was about to leave his neck. The

slender hand that was holding him paused and seemed to have the intention to break free. When he was a little confused, Lao Li's nose also smelled a faint and very familiar fragrance.

Even the most beauty-conscious female medical staff at the hospital generally wouldn't wear perfume while on duty. But this familiar scent of perfume exploded in Old Li's mind like a thunderbolt!

He released her hand with lightning speed, then scrambled to his feet, looking utterly embarrassed. Before him stood Fei'er's mother, whose hand he had just shaken. For days, she had maintained a blank expression towards Old Li, now slightly flustered with a faint blush.

"Don't lie in bed right after eating. Go for a walk ," Fei'er's mother said,

her awkwardness vanishing instantly, the faint blush disappearing as if it had never been there. Her expression returned to its usual blankness. She offered her suggestion to Old Li, who seemed unsure what to do. "

A hundred steps after a meal, perhaps you'll live to ninety-nine." Whether this old saying was accurate or not, given Old Li's current age, it would probably take at least forty years to verify. Even if there are still more than forty years to go, we should still walk slowly in the gentle breeze as the afterglow of the setting sun paints the western sky.

Neither of us speaks, and we rarely even glance at each other. But as youth quietly fades away, and as we look back on the years, in this quiet, leisurely walk side by side, Old Li and Fei'er's mother seem to have a faint starlight shining in the sky above them. They have returned, silently walking side by side once more.

Half a lifetime of vicissitudes has passed, and every day as the sunset lingers on the horizon, we are growing older, little by little. The romance of laughter echoing in the sunset may be found in the next life's reflection. The accumulated, tacit understanding, the unspoken, and gentle starlight quietly falls upon our shoulders.

"Mom!"

"Dad!"

Fei'er clung to her mother's arm and held her father's hand, still accompanied by the bouncy Xiaozhu. At that moment, the silent starlight seemed to brighten instantly.

Xiaozhu, calling her "Auntie," peeked out from beside Old Li and whispered to Fei'er's mother. Fei'er, having finished her whispered conversation with her mother, glanced at Old Li with a slight smile.

At the entrance to the ward building, Old Li and Fei'er's mother, who had both turned slightly, exchanged a brief glance before following Fei'er and Xiaozhu into the building.

The ward was deserted; usually, it would be autumn with its bitter rain and fallen leaves, but the summer evening breeze had also blown away. The clock had struck past 10 PM, and Old Li, lying in his hospital bed, felt restless and unable to sleep.

If people came, the room would be so crowded there wouldn't even be room to stand. But these people, they just leave, leaving without a trace. Isn't that like they're deliberately playing a cruel joke on you? It's

true, ever since Xiaozhu's mother left for overseas, Old Li has been rolling around in his cold, empty bed for over ten years. And now, only a year or two later, someone's come to warm his bed for him, and he's already suffering alone for just one night. Isn't that puzzling?

Well, that's just how people are—they're prone to forgetting their roots. When they're suffering, they can endure any hardship, but the real problem is when they've only enjoyed a few days of comfort, and something that wasn't even hardship

turns into something so mundane that they feel there's no end to the suffering in the world! In short, people can only survive by being raised in a subservient manner, otherwise they'll forget who they are. Another hand reached out, again when Old Li was wide awake, but this time the hand reached for the bedside lamp switch.

The slight click of the switch closing plunged the room into darkness. Old Li, who habitually sleeps on his side, his eyes half-closed, said in the darkness after the soft click, "Sister Wei, you're here?"

A moment of silence followed, then Sister Wei silently sat down beside Old Li's bed.

"Do you want to ask about Juanzi?"

Old Li asked, sitting up slightly and looking at Sister Wei.

Old Li's second wife, Ya Rou, called her "sister," so she and Old Li, who was a few years older than her, followed suit and called her "sister." In terms of age alone, she and the other women at the hospital should all call this man "brother."

But this man, who called her "sister" but was actually more like a brother, especially when he asked about Juanzi, truly left her at a loss for words.

Old Li was a good man; in fact, after more than ten years of knowing him, he was a good older brother. This was the conclusion she and the other women had reached after all the little things they'd done since Ya Rou left.

Perhaps from the moment they met him until now, she had always considered him a trustworthy older brother, even after learning that Ya Rou had divorced him, she seemed to still maintain this mindset when interacting with him.

But when I first learned of his injury, when the news struck me like a knife to the heart, I had been pondering this question for some time. Seeing him and Juanzi that morning, a new pain deeply stirred within me. I finally understood: in the more than ten years we'd known each other, I hadn't realized when I'd developed such a deep attachment to this man.

This attachment wasn't simply the familial affection one might have for an older brother; it had unconsciously become intertwined with a woman's feelings for a man.

This feeling was hidden, it was unnoticed, and it was only awakened by chance that it was so sudden, so intense, and enveloped in an unspeakable pain that my heart was in complete turmoil.

Yes, an inappropriate feeling had suddenly arrived, bringing with it such intense pain. This agonizing dilemma, this dilemma of what to do, was almost unbearable for me, no matter which choice I made.

Juanzi—he was talking about Juanzi again now, Juanzi, who, like me, had a family. After making a choice that brought her such pain, had she disregarded everything else? Yes, Juanzi has her own family, and her family relationships have always been quite good over the years. So why did she have to make such a choice? And

what about me? I also have a family, and like Juanzi, my family relationships are also quite good. But why did I suddenly develop feelings for another man? What's going on?

And... this man in front of me, why did he accept Juanzi? Doesn't he know how much this will affect Juanzi's family? Doesn't he care about that at all?

"I don't want to know more about Juanzi's affairs. I just want to know what you think,"

Sister Wei said, her voice softening as she looked intently at the man in the darkness.

As a married woman, regardless of how Old Li and Juanzi's relationship began, they must confront this crucial issue. To some extent, from Sister Wei's perspective, Old Li's attitude towards this matter fundamentally determines the future of his relationship with Juanzi.

Now, if Lao Li were to say yes, there are essentially three options: Juanzi divorces her husband and gets back together with him; Juanzi does nothing, letting their relationship remain ambiguous; or they can simply treat it as a coincidence and let it all fade away. Should Juanzi divorce him? Continue living in this ambiguous state? Or…?

Sister Wei's simple question hit the nail on the head, so Lao Li looked at her sitting across from him in the darkness, silently pondering.

Divorce! For Juanzi, whose married life had always been quite good, this seemed too abrupt, and even more so, too difficult for others to understand. However, in Lao Li's view, this was the only option. Although Juanzi would face many problems with a divorce, such as the children, the relatives of both sides of Juanzi's family, and, for example, how Lao Li himself would accept Juanzi—could he, with Fei'er and a group of women, still formally marry Juanzi? But Lao Li believed these things could be put aside for now. He was stubbornly convinced that since he and Juanzi had reached this point, divorce was inevitable.

"I want to persuade Juanzi to get a divorce first."

After being in the dark for a while, Lao Li had mostly adjusted and could roughly see Wei Jie's face, so his tone was calm and unwavering when he answered her.

He directly addressed the core of the relationship between Lao Li and Juanzi, but his direct answer, given after some thought, still surprised Wei Jie. Yes, such a rigid approach, leaving no room for negotiation—didn't Lao Li, a man who had lived half his life and usually had a good sense of propriety, realize how many thorny problems he would face if he did this?

For one thing, Juanzi's family relationship had been quite good over the years. If Juanzi were to rashly file for divorce at this time, she would need a plausible reason, wouldn't she? Was she supposed to go home and say, "I have another man outside, so let's get a divorce now?"

In today's society, even when faced with issues of family and marriage that demand a strong sense of responsibility, a considerable number of people have downplayed morality and responsibility, equating it with childish games. However, there are still responsible individuals who cannot arbitrarily disregard morality and insist on upholding these principles. Among these people is Sister Wei.

"Do you think there will be any good results from what you're doing? Have you considered Juanzi's feelings?"

After a brief silence, Sister Wei asked quietly.

"I have, but are there any other ways? Besides, aren't other methods even more difficult to control? If Juanzi has any difficulties, I will step in if necessary."

Once he made a decision, Old Li not only didn't hesitate, but also never lacked responsibility, giving Sister Wei a very straightforward affirmative answer.

Old Li must have been struck by lightning! Otherwise, why would he disregard the consequences of something like this? If he intervened in Juanzi's divorce, it would be tantamount to a blatant provocation in front of Juanzi's current husband! "Isn't Old Li afraid that Juanzi's current husband will chop him up with a knife?!

" "Are you delirious from a fever?"

Wei Jie, genuinely bewildered by Old Li's thoughts, was a little shocked, but even more so by the woman in front of her. As she spoke, she habitually reached out and touched Old Li's forehead, testing his fever level.

"Hehe... Wei Jie, what I mean by 'appearing' isn't what you think."

Smiling, she said, and Old Li gently took Wei Jie's hand from her forehead, placing it, along with his own large hand, on his lower abdomen.

Stepping forward doesn't mean arrogantly showing off to Juanzi's husband, nor does it mean groveling and begging. A reasonable approach can be a thorough solution! A

reasonable approach? When someone's family has been destroyed, what method can be considered reasonable? Sister Wei couldn't think of one for the moment.

Where did this confident Old Li find a reasonable method? Sister Wei listened to his explanation but didn't hear anything concrete about what was reasonable. Out of concern for Juanzi, she tugged at Old Li's large hand, asking him to tell her what a reasonable and justifiable way to step forward would be.

Does such a method even exist? Old Li, who had only offered this explanation and temporary comfort to alleviate Sister Wei's worries about him and Juanzi, was now even more distressed inside. After all, his relationship with Juanzi had developed over time; the feelings were genuine, but it had crossed a moral line—something that shouldn't have happened beforehand. But as a man, you have to be "hard" no matter what, even if you know you can't keep going, you still have to say you can.

Sister Wei waved her hand anxiously, pressing for an answer. Even though Old Li was in a terrible headache, he was genuinely comforted by the concern of this younger sister. Yes, in the past ten years, not only this woman, but also the other three women among these sisters, had shown him the same deep affection!

For his and Juanzi's sake, and for the deep bond between these four sisters, Old Li couldn't dwell too much on moral issues. Because when feelings are genuine, once you take that crucial step, there's no point in trying to escape. The only solution is to make things as smooth as possible.

Old Li knew he was wrong about Juanzi. Even now, he believed it wasn't about whether he accepted Juanzi's feelings for him, but rather that he shouldn't have done everything in bed with Juanzi before thinking about how to face the situation. At this moment, Lao Li subconsciously avoided a crucial question: when it comes to morality and responsibility, a mistake is a mistake, and that's the ultimate bottom line.

Lao Li will never lack responsibility or commitment in the future, but what about the rest? It's fair to say that Lao Li has been avoiding this issue all along. He's changed. From the day he accepted Fei'er, he's changed day by day, and in dealing with emotional issues, he's become hopelessly irrational.

Holding Wei Jie's trembling hand tightly, the dazed and anxious look in her eyes became increasingly clear in the darkness. Lao Li, who only thought he had misjudged the timing in Juanzi's situation, was now deeply moved, touched by a woman who cared for him in the darkness.

Gently pulling the hand he held tightly to his chest, Lao Li looked at Wei Jie, whose expression was now full of surprise, and softly said, "Xiao Hong, you and Juanzi agreed to come here today, right?"

The first day they met was after Lao Li and Ya Rong had confirmed their relationship; Lao Li had come to the hospital to pick up Ya Rong after work, and she happened to be there too. From that day on, Ya Rong introduced herself to Lao Li by having him call her Sister Wei Hong. More than a decade passed in the

blink of an eye, and Lao Li, except for the missing "Hong," still called her "Sister." In this dimly lit hospital room, at this moment, the address that had seemed completely unfamiliar after more than a decade of getting to know Lao Li suddenly rang in her ears! Wei Hong was stunned, so much so that she forgot the surprise and embarrassment she felt when her hand was pulled to Lao Li's chest.

Perhaps in these past ten years, a younger sister who should have been the older sister and a younger brother who should have been the older brother had, due to some reason, created this misalignment, allowing their relationship to be carefully maintained.

Now, not only had the misaligned relationship been restored by this "Little Hong," but this newly established relationship also meant that everything deeply hidden in their hearts, carefully maintained by both of them, had been shattered.

Suddenly, Wei Hong understood why Juanzi had so recklessly given herself away in what was once a happy family life. She also understood why Lao Li, usually so composed, had become so impulsive.

When feelings are hidden in your heart, they cannot be easily avoided or forgotten. Even if you've carefully veered away from crossing the line, a single, unexpected moment, a moment of facing the unavoidable truth, can unleash those long-suppressed emotions, breaking free of the strongest shackles!

Without thinking about why, without considering how to face the future, when darkness gives one the most courage, everything comes so naturally.

In the warm breath, there was that expectant yet unfamiliar call, and she was drawn closer and closer into his embrace, knowing that his lips were only a hair's breadth away.

Perhaps, it was just one night of self-indulgence! Just as this thought entered Wei Hong's mind, Old Li's lips had already crossed that line and kissed Wei Hong's lips deeply...

Chapter 3: I saw it all (6)

A faint soreness accompanied by a scattered weakness. Even though she really wanted to sneak away while no one else was awake, Old Li's hand had passed under her neck and was now half-bent over, holding her breasts and placing them on her tender chest. Wei Hong had no choice but to give up the idea of sneaking away.

In just a short while of being lost in thought, that damned Old Li took advantage of this opportunity to make everything out of control!

Yes, when she came back to her senses from her brief moment of confusion, she was not only being pressed down on the bed by Old Li, but he was also kissing and touching her like a mad bull.

Push, when such a strong and powerful man was pressing her down so hard, she had no strength to push his hands away. She tried to dissuade him, even shouting to stop him, but no matter how much the man struggled, his large mouth remained firmly shut over her wide-open lips.

Finally…

this… this could be considered being… forced… by the man still holding her in his arms!

The first time he forcibly inserted his… his… into her body, the nature of it was undeniable, but when he comforted her, cried, and cursed her, and then secretly used what was still inside her… for the second and third time, she… sigh

! Was she even considered to have been… forced… by a man in that state?

Sigh! What's most infuriating is that when he pulled and helped her onto his back, and they started the third time, that damned woman, Juanzi! She actually came!

That damned woman! She…

she! Now she's lying on the other side of this equally damned man! Look at that damned woman now! She'd been tormented by that damned man for half the night, and not only was she fast asleep, but she was also clinging to the neck of the man who was practically killing her. Even more shameless, she... she even had one leg straddling his lower body!

"You're awake?"

A man's gentle voice reached the woman's ear as she stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.

Her body trembled, and whether it was self-deception or not, the woman abruptly closed her eyes, becoming stiff and motionless, truly appearing to be asleep.

Without saying anything further, Old Li turned his head and gently kissed Wei Hong's forehead. Then, he gently withdrew his hand from under the other woman's body, pulled the blanket that only covered the knees of all three women, and covered them all. His hand, which had been resting on Wei Hong, moved slightly, softly stroking her upper arm.

Perhaps it was because she closed her eyes, or perhaps it was because the thin blanket covered her previously exposed body, or perhaps it was Old Li's gentle touch, but Wei Hong's previously firm body gradually regained its elasticity as it relaxed.

"Oh... what time is it?"

Juanzi, still sleepy, sat up and yawned, asking Old Li who was looking at her.

"It's about five o'clock." Old Li

casually pulled Juanzi, who was sitting up, into his arms and glanced at the sky outside the window as he answered.

"Only five o'clock! Then I'll sleep a little longer."

Juanzi said with a little surprise, gently turning her head from side to side in Old Li's arms to find a comfortable position to rest her head on.

"Okay, you sleep, I'll wake you up in a bit."

Old Li gently patted Juanzi's smooth back and adjusted his position.

"Mmm."

As Old Li adjusted his position, Juanzi responded with her eyes closed, and also moved the leg that was resting on Old Li's arms up a little more.

"Hey, has Sister Hong woken up yet?"

Old Li had just closed his eyes to rest when Juanzi, seemingly remembering something important, abruptly sat up from his embrace, pushing him away while whispering in his ear.

Looking at the anxious and suspicious woman before him, Old Li chuckled and pulled her back into his arms, stroking her soft hair as he said, "Little Hong hasn't woken up yet. You should sleep for a while."

Juanzi twisted away from Old Li's gentle touch on her hair, then looked up at him with a playful expression, saying, "Hey, Old Li, what do you think will happen if Sister Hong wakes up? Do you think she'll get angry and…"

She trailed off mid-sentence. The playful amusement she had been showing had completely transformed into an expression of anticipation for a good show. At the same time, the leg that had been resting on Old Li's lower abdomen shifted down slightly, touching the slightly erect penis between his legs. Her expression of amusement intensified, and she continued from where she left off, "Hehe...you know, Sister Hong has such a fiery temper, and you treated her like that last night. If she wakes up later, won't she throw a tantrum and rip your 'troublesome thing' off?"

"Hehe... I'm telling you, Juanzi, if your sister Hong gets angry, I'll let her do whatever she wants with me. But you, Juanzi, you tormented your sister Hong like that last night, aren't you afraid she'll come after you later?"

Old Li could sense that Wei Hong had started to stiffen up again after hearing Juanzi's voice with her eyes closed, and now that Juanzi had brought the topic to her, she was even breathing rapidly. So, while sensing Wei Hong's emotional change, Old Li took the initiative to express his own opinion and then steered the conversation towards Juanzi.

"Tch—I wasn't trying to torment Sister Hong! I just noticed that she was a little reserved when she saw me, so I was just helping her relax a bit. It's you, you're the real troublemaker!"

Juanzi curled her lips disdainfully, and while emphasizing Old Li's mistake, she rubbed and squeezed the back of her leg, which was touching Old Li's early morning erection.

Juanzi's gentle, moderate pressure against the back of his legs gave Old Li a very comfortable feeling in his early morning erection. However, what Juanzi said at the same time also deeply touched him. Yes, he could never control what he should have controlled most! This was something that made him want to slap himself whenever he thought about it!

Seeing the smile on Old Li's lips vanish as soon as she spoke, and the somewhat heart-wrenching heaviness that followed, Juanzi's mood also became much heavier.

Reaching out to stroke Old Li's face, now devoid of its smile, Juanzi nestled into his arms and said, "Old Li, I don't know what Sister Hong thinks about what happened tonight, but I never imagined our relationship would come to this. Now that things are like this, I've thought a lot about it. I feel that the most difficult thing for me right now is whether or not to get a divorce, not regretting how things have come to this. Actually, between you and her, and between you and Sister Hong and the others, we've kept many feelings hidden all these years, never having had a chance to express them. Old Li, you know..." "I know my relationship with Lao Wang has been alright after all these years of marriage, but now I know even more clearly that I've always kept you in my heart. I regret our current relationship, and I can't bring myself to ask Lao Wang for a divorce. So I'm not thinking about it anymore, because I'm too annoyed. All I want right now is to sleep in the same bed with you, because I don't know when I'll have that chance again. So Lao Li, please don't think about anything else, okay? Let's just stay together one day at a time, okay?"

Looking at Juanzi, whose voice had unconsciously risen in excitement, Lao Li's heart was deeply stirred by her words.

To be together or not to be together—when this relationship was now out in the open, no one would easily make a final decision. But even though they were sleeping together without any clear agreement, Old Li, a man with strong traditional values, felt no joy or satisfaction at having stolen someone else's wife. On the contrary, the thought of Juanzi going home and her husband's bed still there made him feel restless and uneasy, like his mind was filled with flies.

Deep down, he wished Juanzi would go and get a divorce immediately. But as Juanzi had just said, not only was it inconvenient for her to go home and bring up the divorce, but Old Li himself couldn't let his own restless feelings prevent him from considering Juanzi's feelings and urging her to get a divorce right away. Old Li couldn't think of anything else to do

...

because Juanzi, who had poured her heart out, was already putting into practice what she meant by "taking each day as it comes." That meant that when they were together, they couldn't waste time talking. Specifically, regardless of Old Li's expression, Juanzi would hug his neck with one hand and kiss him passionately, while using her other hand to gently massage and caress his sluggish morning erection...

In her more than twenty years of nursing work, Wei Hong made a mistake when delivering medication to a patient. Fortunately, as she hung the bottle on the IV stand, her years of professional habit led her to double-check the prescription; otherwise, a medical accident would have been inevitable.

Knowing that her somewhat absent-minded state was unsuitable for continuing to work, Wei Hong decisively went to the nursing office and, citing illness, requested two days off to clear her mind. Meanwhile, Old Li, who was in high spirits and had Wei Hong on edge, was attending a pre-tournament mobilization meeting at the Municipal Education Bureau with Xie Xin and Coach Mi, representing the Jiangzhong City Middle School Basketball Tournament.

As the provincial capital, Jiangzhong City's Education Bureau was sending four middle school teams: one boys' team representing Jiangzhong City's directly affiliated middle schools, and one boys' team representing the districts and counties under Jiangzhong City's jurisdiction. The theme of the mobilization meeting was clear: these four teams were required to demonstrate style and skill in the competition. The meeting subtly emphasized, using somewhat unclear quantitative indicators, that as representatives of the provincial capital's middle school teams, they should at least reach the finals!

Historically, the basketball level of Jiangzhong City's middle school students (including adults) had only been slightly above average in the province, so their previous goals had always revolved around securing a top-eight finish and striving for a top-four position. At the mobilization and preparation meeting that I just attended, the traditional goal of securing a top-eight finish and striving for a top-four finish was not mentioned at all. However, Fang Jing, the vice mayor in charge of education, did mention a goal that was not actually a goal at the end of her speech: I hope to see a representative team from Jiangzhong City in the final competition.

Neither Lao Li nor Xie Xin had led a team in the provincial middle school basketball tournament before, but through some video footage, they had a fairly comprehensive understanding of the actual level of middle school basketball across the province. In short, even though the level of middle school basketball in Jiangzhong City had improved significantly in recent years, it still lagged behind the provincial average.

Vice Mayor Fang hoped that a team from the city would reach the finals in this competition. Lao Li and Xie Xin were both newcomers leading teams for the first time, so while they felt some pressure, they didn't take it too seriously. However, for Coach Mi Fengying, who had already led a team in such competitions, the pressure was much greater.

This was understandable. If the No. 33 Middle School girls' basketball team, as one of the representative teams, achieved good results in this competition, it would be fine. But if the results were unsatisfactory, the focus of discussion would be on Coach Xie Xin because he was a novice, and not much criticism would be directed at her. Instead, the focus of public opinion would shift to Coach Mi Fengying, who had always represented the highest level of coaching in Jiangzhong City's middle school girls' basketball!

"Xiao Xie, what do you think of the competition goals Mayor Fang set for us?"

Sitting in Coach Mi's Chery, Lao Li asked Xie Xin, who was sitting next to him.

"I think as long as our team members can fight hard, making it to the finals shouldn't be a problem!"

Looking at Lao Li, Xie Xin hesitated for a moment before answering confidently.

"Hmm, I agree with you. However, these past few days, those girls in our team have been holding back too much energy. I'm a little worried that they'll go all out as soon as they step onto the field and exhaust their strength too early."

Agreeing with Xie Xin's assessment, Lao Li also expressed his concerns.

"I'm not worried about that, because you personally oversaw the physical training of these girls, Lao Li. I think you must have a way to balance their energy distribution during the competition."

Before Xie Xin could speak, Mi Fengying, who was driving, interjected.

"As long as the physical training is done according to the plan, it'll be fine.

What I'm worried about is that those girls in our team are too eager to compete. If they can't control their emotions, even the most meticulous physical training plan will be useless!" Xie Xin was more worried about the girls' wolfish mentality than their physical training.

"Hehe, Xie, you don't need to worry about this at all. Don't you see how much trust those girls in our team have in them? It's our Principal Li. I dare say, as long as Principal Li gives them some psychological counseling, it will definitely be twice as effective!"

Originally the one bearing the most pressure, Coach Mi suddenly found himself the least burdened when both Lao Li and Xie Xin expressed their concerns.

"Who says otherwise! Our Principal Li is not only good at psychological counseling, but even if those girls have some difficult problems, as long as they hand them over to Principal Li, it's all a piece of cake!"

Was she praising Lao Li? Xie Xin's drawn-out tone didn't sound good at all.

"Coach Mi, please take me back to the hospital. They said I have another test to do later."

Old Li's excuse wasn't very good; he just needed to temporarily escape Xie Xin's pent-up resentment.

The car stopped in front of the hospital. Before even getting out, Old Li followed Xie Xin's meaningful gaze and saw Fei'er's mother, his mother-in-law, pacing gracefully back and forth in front of the hospital, phone in hand.

Old Li's head was throbbing. Xie Xin's resentment stemmed from Coach Mi's constant presence, leaving him no chance to communicate with her. But all of that paled in comparison to the omnipresent pressure and frustration brought on by Fei'er's mother's silent presence.

Old Li knew he'd have plenty of opportunities to make amends for Xie Xin's seemingly childish complaints later, but Fei'er's mother's constant presence left him with no room to maneuver. However, no matter how much Old Li feared Fei'er's mother, what could he possibly say to her, "Can't you give me some freedom?"

Fei'er had subtly mentioned to Xie Xin that her mother knew about her relationship with Lao Li. To be honest, Xie Xin had been very worried about this. A relationship like Fei'er and Lao Li's wouldn't be easily accepted in any family.

However, what surprised Xie Xin even more was that Fei'er's mother didn't react as strongly as she had expected. In fact, Fei'er's mother even took the initiative to care for Lao Li after he was injured and hospitalized! This was Xie Xin's most likely intention.

After considering several theories without finding a convincing explanation, Xie Xin completely abandoned her assumptions about Fei'er's mother's actions. Therefore, she thought of taking advantage of Fei'er's mother's current attitude to subtly encourage Lao Li and Fei'er, at least to appease Fei'er's mother a little.

With this in mind, Xie Xin always greeted Fei'er's mother warmly whenever she saw her, and this time was no exception.

Watching Xie Xin and Coach Mi, who had been very enthusiastic with Fei'er's mother, get into the car and leave, Old Li, who was actually quite embarrassed, stood in front of Fei'er's mother and didn't know what to say.

"When your school goes to the competition, will you be there?"

Fei'er's mother asked Old Li, who was still expressionless.

"Yes, I will be there."

Old Li didn't know why Fei'er's mother was asking this, but he answered honestly.

"Then let's go get a full check-up first."

With that, Fei'er's mother turned around and walked into the hospital.

Chapter 3: I saw it (7)

Xiao Zhu's third aunt and Fei'er's mother walked in front, and Old Li, who was weak and listless, followed behind the two women. On the left, a nurse's skirt suit; on the right, casual yet tight-fitting trousers. Both women possessed equally mature, without a trace of bulkiness in their waists. With almost identical rhythmic steps, and each light stride, a mature woman's charm emanated from them. With each gentle sway of their hips, their full, round buttocks swayed, magnifying in Old Li's unblinking eyes with each movement… Dazzled by the magnified

buttocks before him, Old Li, unaware of the hard corner of the wall at the corner of the corridor, pressed his forehead against it. Gripping a sharp breath, Old Li clutched his forehead, which had just met the hard wall, and nearly spun around in place, seeing stars.

"Oh! Old Li! What happened? Are you alright?"

Startled by the loud commotion behind him, Xiao Zhu's third aunt turned around first to check on him, supporting his arm as she asked with concern.

"No...it's nothing, it's...it was an accident...I bumped into something."

Ouch! And dizziness too, but Old Li still managed to offer a basic explanation.

"Bumped, bumped into something! Where did you bump into something? How did you bump into something? Come here and let me see! Look at you, a grown man! How could you bump into yourself while walking? What were you thinking, you..."

According to incomplete statistics from the North District Orthopedic Hospital, Xiao Zhu's third aunt's speech frequency and speed are top-notch. Sure enough, when she genuinely showed concern for Old Li, not only Old Li, but also Fei'er's mother, who also came to Old Li's side to express her concern, truly experienced what top-notch speech speed and frequency meant in less than ten seconds.

"Oh—"

Xiao Zhu's third aunt gasped in surprise, quickly and deliberately moving Old Li's hand away from his forehead. Seeing the prominent wound on his forehead, she exclaimed,

"How...how did you get hurt like this?"

The orthopedic nurse, who had seen countless bloody scenes, felt an overwhelming pang of heartache upon seeing even a small injury on someone she cared about.

She wanted to touch it, but was afraid of hurting him. The wound, however, felt like a touch to her own heart, making her unable to relax. Heartbroken and hesitant, Xiao Zhu's third aunt helped Old Li to a chair in the corridor, half-squatting beside him, somewhat at a loss. She

no longer cared how Old Li had gotten hurt, and as for Fei'er's mother, seeing Old Li's injury now, she had no interest in asking that question either.

"Does it still hurt?"

"Is something wrong?"

Under the intense scrutiny of the two women, Old Li, oblivious to the twinkling stars in his eyes, shook his head, assuring them that he was alright.

"Really alright?"

Xiao Zhu's third aunt spoke quickly, but Fei'er's mother chose a better time to speak, asking Old Li, who had already indicated he was fine, before asking.

"Yeah! I'm really fine, it was just a bump!"

he emphasized nonchalantly, and to make it more convincing, Old Li shook his head vigorously, not exaggerating but obviously so.

"Alright, you're alright, let's continue with the checkup."

The third aunt and Fei'er's mother exchanged glances, and Fei'er's mother suggested continuing with the checkup, thus putting the recent accident behind them behind.

"This... isn't this the outpatient department?"

Following behind the two women, but no longer daring to let their backsides circle in front of him, Old Li, after a series of turns, found himself and the two women had ended up in the hospital's outpatient department.

With an acquaintance, even the registration process was skipped. Old Li, full of doubt, was pushed and pulled into the clinic by Xiao Zhu's third aunt.

"Old Li! You haven't gone crazy with boredom and gotten into another fight, have you?"

The bruise on his forehead was too conspicuous. Dr. Sun, the "fox" doctor who was seeing patients in the clinic, immediately pointed at Old Li's forehead and exclaimed loudly upon seeing him being pushed in by Xiao Zhu's third aunt.

Women are naturally prone to overreacting, but men need to remain calm and composed! So Old Li calmly said to Dr. Sun, "I accidentally bumped into something just now, Dr. Sun, is it alright?"

"Bump...bumped into something, Old Li, you mean you accidentally bumped into something here?"

A large, completely swollen bump was on his forehead. Even with Dr. Sun's years of experience and expertise, she couldn't help but ask Old Li for confirmation again.

"Oh! You can get this badly injured just from touching yourself! No wonder you're even more heartless towards others!"

Before Old Li could answer Dr. Sun's question, Dr. Zhang, who seemed to have come from nowhere and couldn't stand Old Li, interrupted sarcastically.

"Dr. Zhang, hand me that sterilization box."

Usually, Dr. Zhang would spit on Old Li and make him miserable, while Dr. Sun would just stand by and watch. But today, with Fei'er's mother present, Dr. Sun gave Dr. Zhang a hint in a different way.

Fei'er's mother was standing by the sterilization cabinet. Dr. Zhang, who was about to say something, swallowed his words and silently went to the sterilization cabinet to retrieve the sterilization box. Dr. Zhang, holding the sterilization box, immediately began treating Old Li's injury. Both Dr. Zhang and Dr. Sun were doctors, so Dr. Sun, not wanting to interfere further, stepped back to observe.

For bruises and swelling, a simple treatment like applying anti-inflammatory and bruise-dispersing medication was usually sufficient; whether or not to bandage was largely irrelevant.

Dr. Zhang's treatment of the swelling and bruises in the previous stage was quite standard, but when faced with the choice of bandaging or not, he not only unhesitatingly chose to bandage Old Li, but he also did so in a quick and stylish manner.

"Pfft..."

Dr. Sun was the first to burst out laughing. Then Xiao Zhu's third aunt laughed, and Fei'er's mother couldn't help but turn her face away. "Pfft... Hehe..."

The last to laugh was Dr. Zhang, the one who had created this masterpiece. Indeed, looking at Old Li, whose head was half-wrapped in a roll of gauze, covering half his eyes—a look that rivaled the classic one-eyed pirate—Dr. Zhang laughed a little embarrassedly.

"When did you offend Dr. Zhang?"

Seeing Old Li enter the ward like a well-behaved child and sit obediently on the bed, Fei'er's mother, who had been watching him intently since entering, asked in a measured tone.

"This..."

Old Li scratched his head awkwardly, looking unsure how to answer.

Looking more closely at the troubled Old Li, Fei'er's mother continued in her measured tone, "Is there something you can't say?"

"No...nothing...I just don't know where to begin."

Fei'er's mother's eyes shone brightly when she looked at someone intently, and Old Li, under her gaze, would stumble and struggle to speak clearly, even about something simple.

"That's alright, just start from whatever comes to mind."

Having poured a glass of water, she held it gracefully, her bright eyes returning to Old Li's face, giving him ample space to begin his explanation.

For the first time, Old Li's initially evasive gaze met Fei'er's mother's bright eyes for less than two seconds before he looked away. He scratched his head and began to recount the grudge he'd somehow developed with Dr. Zhang. Zhang

Huan was Dr. Zhang's older sister. When she met Old Li, his wife, Ya Rong, had already been abroad for four years. Dr. Sun, who often saw Old Li's daughter, Xiao Zhu, at the hospital, initially felt pity for the little girl being abandoned by her mother. However, after spending more time with Old Li, out of resentment towards Xiao Zhu's mother, she arranged to introduce him to Dr. Zhang, who had also been divorced for just over a year.

Having been abandoned by his wife after she went overseas, Old Li didn't seem to have the same psychological trauma of being bitten once and being afraid of everything else. At that time, Old Li was focused entirely on his son and daughter, so he didn't really connect with Zhang Huan, whom the kind-hearted Dr. Sun had introduced to him.

However, Old Li was a bit of a stickler for propriety. In other words, he felt that since Zhang Huan wasn't interested, he should have just been upfront about it. He never missed an appointment, and he was always there for her, rain or shine, whenever she needed help.

While Old Li didn't think much of it, Zhang Huan took it seriously.

Being adults, she had genuine feelings for Old Li, and a year after they met, Zhang Huan openly and honestly revealed her feelings to him.

Zhang Huan's feelings were genuine, and Lao Li had to admit that. However, Lao Li himself hadn't yet felt it. But if he didn't feel it, that was fine. Faced with Zhang Huan's confession, Lao Li, who had been reserved for over a year, suddenly became decisive.

So, despite being afraid of hurting Zhang Huan, Lao Li very sincerely and politely stated his decision, leaving Zhang Huan stunned.

Being able to openly express her feelings to Lao Li meant Zhang Huan wasn't someone who couldn't handle anything. Even if she was heartbroken, even if she was confused, even if tears were about to fall, she still decisively told Lao Li: "No, it's okay, I have things to do, I'll go first."

The sight of a woman's strong yet sorrowful back still brings tears to Lao Li's eyes, even now, when he talks about it.

Old Li seemed lost in thought, as if reminiscing. Fei'er's mother didn't immediately disturb him. When she saw the tears welling up in Old Li's eyes, she asked softly, "So, Dr. Zhang started targeting you because of what happened between you and her sister?"

The heartbroken sister hadn't recovered for several days after returning home. Although Dr. Zhang had been quite indignant and had scolded Old Li in front of her sister many times during those days, she knew that matters of the heart couldn't be forced. Even though Dr. Zhang had inwardly cursed Old Li more than once for being blind and unable to recognize true talent, she hadn't reached the point where she would pick up a needle or awn and relentlessly attack him every time she saw him.

After Old Li and Zhang Huan had a clean break, he ran into an acquaintance while working at the adult education office.

During the year or so that Old Li had known Zhang Huan, he had initially offered to help her whenever she needed something. Later, Zhang Huan felt more at ease and started asking Lao Li to handle everything at home and outside.

Through these interactions, Lao Li quickly became acquainted with Zhang Huan's family:

her parents, her younger brother and sister-in-law, and the then-medical student, a future doctor named Zhang. Seeing Lao Li's easygoing and steady demeanor, they didn't discriminate and allowed Zhang Huan to spend time with him.

Lao Li and Zhang Huan interacted for over a year, and just when Zhang Huan's family thought Lao Li was becoming part of their family, he decisively ended things. Lao Li's actions left Zhang Huan's family somewhat resentful, though not fiercely opposed. Over time, their resentment faded.

Lao Li started working at the adult education admissions office, where one of his colleagues was Zhang Huan's sister-in-law, whose resentment towards him had already subsided.

The anger had already subsided considerably, and with continued interaction at work, Zhang Huan's sister-in-law not only let go of any lingering resentment she might have held towards Lao Li, but they also got along well at work.

Zhang Huan's strong yet sorrowful figure that day left Lao Li with a deep sense of guilt, which naturally led him to take care of Zhang Huan's sister-in-law in many ways.

The incident, in truth, wasn't a big deal. Zhang Huan's brother frequently traveled for work, and during one such trip of over ten days, his wife was hit by a car while picking up their child from kindergarten.

It just so happened that Lao Li happened to be passing by and witnessed the mother and child being hit. Even without Zhang Huan's past remorse, Lao Li certainly wouldn't have stood idly by if a colleague had encountered such a situation.

After taking the injured mother and child to the hospital and completing their emergency treatment, Lao Li promptly notified Zhang Huan and her family.

Zhang Huan's family was very grateful to Lao Li, but Lao Li, being the kind of person who couldn't stand being treated too politely, returned to the hospital the day after he left. The child's more serious injury had relapsed, and with Lao Li there, Zhang Huan's family, including her brother who had been notified the previous night and rushed back, were all busy with the child in the intensive care unit, leaving the less seriously injured mother alone.

The mother was extremely anxious about the child's relapse, but she couldn't leave on her own due to her injuries. Just then, Lao Li entered.

Without a word, the mother sat up in bed and asked Lao Li to help her to the ICU to see her child.

Old Li couldn't stop the mother-son bond, so without any hesitation, he carefully helped the mother off the bed and was about to escort her to the intensive care unit.

But just as Old Li was half-carrying, half-supporting the mother, her husband pushed open the door and walked in.

Most people wouldn't think much of this, but Zhang Huan, this younger brother, while a good husband to his wife and child, couldn't resist showing his petty jealousy whenever another man was near her.

Not only did Old Li get close to the woman, but he also started hugging and embracing her. Was it Old Li's bad timing, or did he just deserve to be in

this mess? He just showed up without warning, asking for trouble!

Well, Zhang Huan's petty-minded younger brother, whose wife, Lao Li, had mentioned a few times recently that Lao Li had taken care of her at work, had already caught his attention. Now, with his wife and child in trouble and this scene that he found most objectionable, things escalated into an unmanageable situation. Zhang Huan's

petty-minded brother was taking his anger out on his wife; he might have wanted to hit Lao Li, but he didn't have the guts. However, once this situation arose, there was no way for anyone to back down.

Ultimately, in less than six months, Zhang Huan's petty-minded brother, who valued his reputation above all else, divorced his wife.

Not only did he kick his wife out of the house, but he also directed all his resentment at Zhang Huan. "Yes, if you hadn't brought that other man home, none of this would have happened!"

Zhang Huan works on the railway, but not as a line worker. After this incident, she not only applied to work on a train herself, but also got a dormitory at her workplace and rarely went home. Her sister-in-law, with her child, left the Zhang family home without looking back.

That same year, Dr. Zhang, a recent medical school graduate, had just started working at the hospital. Imagine, stepping into the family home only to be hit by this series of mishaps, and in every single one of them, Old Li was implicated. So, what could Dr. Zhang possibly say to Old Li? "Old Li, how are you?"

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