The Legend of the Young and Romantic Da Bao - Chapter 278 Qin Shi Xiaolan

"After learning about my origins, I've been searching for my parents' whereabouts! Why did Auntie come all this way to see me by name? Is there anything she wants to tell me?"
Da Bao then caressed Murong Fangqiong's delicate hands, without the same lustful desire he had shown when caressing Zhou Jie. Instead, it felt more like he was appreciating his mother's warm, jade-like hands.
"Oh! Actually, Auntie has also been very concerned about your parents' mysterious disappearance."
Murong Fangqiong said, "So, I've been paying close attention to your growth, but unfortunately, I've been too busy with official duties to come and see you. I've heard a lot about you recently, some of which are quite amazing. I'm really happy for your parents that you've achieved so much. I'm so happy to see you today, and I even prepared a special gift for you..."
She paused here, then looked up at Qin Xiaolan.
Qin Xiaolan immediately understood and turned to go into the inner room, bringing over two beautifully wrapped gift boxes.
"Auntie, I can't accept this."
Da Bao said politely.
"Why are you being so polite with your aunt?"
Murong Fangqiong said coquettishly, "Open it and take a look! I guarantee you'll like it!"
Da Bao first opened one of the gift boxes, revealing a ring inside. It wasn't shiny or bright, but it had a rustic feel to it. He looked at Murong Fangqiong in surprise and said, "This ring..."
"Pick it up and take a look!"
Murong Fangqiong said with a smile.
Da Bao picked up the ring between two fingers and examined it closely. It wasn't a gold ring, but an antique bronze one. There was a faint seal character on the ring face. He turned the ring and looked closely in the sunlight. It was clearly the character "军" (jun, meaning army).
"military?"
Da Bao exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be..."
"That's right, it's your father Xuanyuan Jun's ring, which he gave to me when we were deeply in love."
Murong Fangqiong sighed softly, "I never expected things to have changed so much. Every time I see these things, I am reminded of the people I loved, and I am always saddened. Giving them to you today is like returning them to their rightful owner!"
"Give me?"
Da Bao exclaimed in surprise, and stretched out his finger to put it on.
"Wait!"
Murong Fangqiong suddenly reached out her delicate hand and snatched the ring away. Pointing meaningfully to another gift box, she smiled and said, "You haven't opened that one yet! There's a surprise gift inside! If you do as the gift suggests, Auntie will personally put this ring on your finger!"
What's inside?
Eager to know the answer, Da Bao quickly tore open the gift box. Inside was a photograph—a picture of his father, Xuan Yuanjun, and Murong Fangqiong. Overwhelmed with excitement, he gripped the photo tightly, as if lifting a thousand-pound weight. His eyes immediately welled up with tears, and he blurted out, "Dad..."
Unable to hold back his overwhelming familial love any longer, tears welled up in the eyes of this grown man.
"Good boy!"
Murong Fangqiong couldn't bear the scene either. She reached out her jade-like arm and hugged the big boy in her arms, sobbing. Her eyes were filled with tears again.
Even Qin Xiaolan was moved to tears, her gold-rimmed glasses becoming blurry.
"Aunt!"
Da Bao no longer harbored any doubt about Murong Fangqiong. He threw himself into her arms and sobbed uncontrollably. Although he gradually calmed down, he was reluctant to leave her warm and soft bosom, which felt like that of a loving mother. Only Su Yaqin and Huang Yarong could give him such a feeling of maternal love. Li Ruping originally had the same feeling, but because of her husband Zhu Huchen's position, it was somewhat diminished.
"Dabao, don't cry!"
Murong Fangqiong advised, "You haven't even had a proper look at your father yet!"
Da Bao reluctantly left Murong Fangqiong's full, soft, and rounded breasts. Embarrassed, he took the tissue from Qin Xiaolan and wiped away the tears on his face, only to find that his tears had soaked a patch of Murong Fangqiong's chest.
Only then did Da Bao have the chance to closely examine Murong Fangqiong's appearance and figure, which became even clearer to him. On her beautiful face, a pair of bright, watery eyes shone with a gentle and affectionate tenderness.
Her curly hair flowed naturally down her back, and her high, full breasts, accentuated by her silver-white satin cheongsam, stood out prominently. A diamond necklace adorned her snow-white neck, radiating brilliance and dazzling light. Her slender shoulders, narrow waist, plump, rounded hips, and long, jade-like legs were all exquisitely beautiful, each feature alluring and captivating. She exuded an air of elegance and nobility, and her voluptuous figure emanated a fragrance of high-end French perfume, mingled with the rich, sensual scent of a mature woman's body, a scent that was intoxicating and irresistible, inspiring unrestrained fantasies.
The cheongsam at the chest was wet with Da Bao's tears, and her full and round breasts were faintly visible, enough to make one's nose bleed. Da Bao couldn't help but curse himself for being somewhat disrespectful to Aunt Murong Fangqiong.
"I'm sorry, Aunt Fangqiong..."
Da Bao said guiltily, hurriedly picking up the photo to cover his eyes, lest those eyes be unable to resist staring at Murong Fangqiong's ample and alluring breasts again.
"Silly child, I could be your mother!"
Murong Fangqiong smiled dismissively, but her face flushed inexplicably. She hurriedly wiped it with a handkerchief, still feeling the sensation of the boy rushing into her arms. Her full breasts seemed to have become engorged and swollen, even her nipples were erect and hard. Was it because of Da Bao's broad and strong chest, which resembled his father Xuan Yuanjun's, or the strong masculine aura emanating from the boy, mixed with some strange smell? Could it be that the boy had just been intimate with his girlfriend?
"Has Auntie found the secret to eternal youth? She looks almost exactly the same as in the photos!"
Da Bao dared not look at Murong Fangqiong's voluptuous breasts any longer, and asked with a smile while looking at the photo.
"What eternal youth? Auntie is old and faded, she's not pretty anymore. How can she be as young and beautiful as Xiaolan and the others?"
Murong Fangqiong said self-deprecatingly.
"You're not old and faded at all! You're plump and radiant!"
Da Bao exclaimed sincerely, "Back then, Dad was young and handsome, and Aunt was young and beautiful. Standing together, they were truly a perfect match! Even today, Aunt still looks radiant and charming. Her skin is still fair and soft, and her figure is full yet slender. Standing next to my older sister, she looks like a sister. She is truly a legend of eternal youth!"
"So, Director, was I just being a sycophant as usual?"
Qin Xiaolan seized the opportunity to curry favor with Murong Fangqiong, saying, "Even Da Bao has this opinion. The director is indeed well-maintained, with fair and rosy skin, and looks even younger and more beautiful than us!"
Flattery never fails, and Murong Fangqiong, who usually takes great care of her skin, has been bathing in fresh milk and rose petals since she turned thirty. Although she knows she's not old, she still craves compliments. Today, Da Bao and Qin Xiaolan have both tickled her sore spots, making her overjoyed. She beamed with delight: "You two little devils, you've only known each other for a short time and you're already conspiring to fool me! Hehe! Da Bao, look what else is in the gift box?"
Da Bao was so engrossed in looking at his father's photo that he noticed a brand new outfit underneath: a white short-sleeved shirt and white trousers, exactly the same as what his father was wearing in the photo.
"Are these Dad's clothes?"
Da Bao asked in surprise.
"How could that be?"
Murong Fangqiong said with a sweet smile, "This outfit was bought especially for you. Go to the bedroom, put it on, and let Auntie see it, okay, Dabao?"
Looking at Murong Fangqiong's eager and expectant gaze, Da Bao glanced at Qin Xiaolan, then at the photo in his hand and the ring in Murong Fangqiong's hand. It seemed that if he wanted to get his father's ring, he would first have to wear his father's clothes. He took the clothes and followed Qin Xiaolan into the bedroom.
This is Qin Xiaolan's room. On the bed is one of her black bras. She hurriedly ran over, grabbed the bra, and hid it behind her back. She glanced at Da Bao a little shyly, and her face flushed.
It's said that women are water and men are mud, that men are dirtier than women. But actually, many women's bedrooms are messier than men's! Da Bao smiled and didn't say anything. He placed the clothes in his hand on Qin Xiaolan's bed, and with a tremor of his hand, a pair of women's lace panties appeared.
Qin Xiaolan blushed even more, overwhelmed with shyness. It was a piece of clothing she had taken off after her intimate phone conversation with her husband last night and placed under her pillow. She never expected that a strange young man would pull it out today.
Da Bao deliberately handed the lace panties in his hand to Qin Xiaolan. Qin Xiaolan reached out to take them with great embarrassment, but caught nothing.
Da Bao withdrew his hand with a wicked grin, waved the lace panties in front of his face, and exaggeratedly sniffed them, revealing a lewd smile.
"Give it to me now!"
Qin Xiaolan pretended to be angry and reached out to snatch it with a coquettish tone.
"How could I bear to give it to you so easily? This sexy and alluring lace panty still has a faint fragrance and slight water stains on it!"
Da Bao pointed at the narrowest part of the lace panties with his finger and said with a wicked smile, "If you let me smell you, I'll give it to you."
"No way! I'm married, I have a husband, how could I let you..."
Qin Xiaolan scolded playfully, "No wonder they all say you're a lecher..."
Suddenly realizing he had misspoke, he quickly shut his mouth and glanced outside in alarm, as if he were terrified that Murong Fangqiong had overheard him.
"A big pervert, is that what they all say? Who are they?"
Da Bao asked with a cold smile.
"No, I didn't say anything..."
Qin Xiaolan realized that she had let something slip in a moment of carelessness, and if Murong Fangqiong found out, the consequences would be unimaginable. She became even more flustered and denied it, her beautiful eyes frantically scanning the outside.
Da Bao reached out and closed the door, sneering as he approached Qin Xiaolan step by step, pressing her for answers: "Who exactly are they? Have they been watching my every move? Are they acting on your orders?"
Qin Xiaolan had always served as Murong Fangqiong's secretary, only responsible for some daily work and taking care of her daily life. She was never allowed to inquire about special matters, nor was she qualified to participate in discussions. However, she had heard some strange stories about Da Bao from Murong Fangqiong these past few days. She never expected that a chance occurrence and an unintentional joke would be seized upon by Da Bao. For a moment, she was completely at a loss, her heart filled with panic and confusion. She retreated step by step, so scared that she was about to cry.
"I really don't know..."
Qin Xiaolan murmured almost pleadingly, her voice trembling with sorrow, her legs shaking, "Please, please don't ask anymore..."
"Okay!"
Da Bao smiled and turned around to grab the doorknob, saying leisurely, "Then I'll go ask Aunt Fangqiong and see what kind of explanation she can give me for Miss Qin's words!"

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