My stunningly beautiful female boss at 29 (46-51)

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46.
Back in Guangzhou, besides taking care of An Xiaomei's daily life, I continued writing my novel, which I planned to publish.
This novel almost embodied all my emotions and thoughts; I considered it a turning point in my writing career. I wanted to become a renowned writer in the domestic literary world, and I couldn't let An Xiaomei support me forever, even though she was willing.
To allow me to focus on my writing, An Xiaomei forbade me from driving for ride-hailing services and even made me sell my old car.
I heard from An Xiaomei that Wen Qishan had become the general manager of the Chongqing branch of the Chaoyue Group. She was originally a department manager at the group's headquarters, a lateral transfer.
Although Wen Qishan had gained a broad perspective and extensive experience by following her father, Chairman Wen, over the years, she hadn't had the opportunity to take charge independently. Taking advantage of this reshuffling of senior management at the second-tier branch, she volunteered to go to Chongqing.
An Xiaomei also said that she had introduced An Xiaodong to Wen Qishan, and if the latter needed legal services or even to litigate, she could consider An Xiaodong's law firm.
The new year arrived. One Friday in mid-January, the Guangzhou branch held its annual meeting at a hot spring resort.
The company allowed each employee to bring their partner to enhance team cohesion, but single employees had to attend alone.
Unexpectedly, An Xiaomei asked me to attend with her, as this would make our relationship public. Given the disparity in our social status, I was reluctant to attend, but An Xiaomei insisted, so I agreed.
That afternoon, I drove An Xiaomei's Audi A8L, with a carefully dressed An Xiaomei in tow, to the hot spring resort. After parking, I got out of the car with a slightly uneasy feeling and walked towards the lobby with An Xiaomei.
Several employees also got out of their cars in the parking lot, and upon seeing An Xiaomei, they greeted her, with shouts of "Hello, Ms. An!" filling the air.
An Xiaomei smiled and nodded nonchalantly, continuing her walk. A girl exclaimed, "President An, you're so beautiful!"
An Xiaomei smiled slightly at her, "Thank you, you're beautiful too."
When the employees saw me, they all looked surprised; one girl even covered her mouth in astonishment.
After all, everyone present was accompanied by their partner, either spouse or lover. My appearance undoubtedly announced to everyone that President An's partner was her former driver.
"Brother Chen..." a girl greeted me awkwardly.
I forced a smile at her and followed An Xiaomei into the house, feeling the whispers and incredulous gazes behind me, making me feel extremely uncomfortable.
We passed through the lobby and arrived at a conference room in the resort (which had been booked out for the annual meeting and dinner). It was already full of people, all greeting An Xiaomei with "Hello, President An!"
Similarly, when everyone saw me, they were all dumbfounded. This situation made me quite uncomfortable.
Mr. Ma, who was chatting with someone, turned around and saw me, immediately looking surprised. He hadn't expected An Xiaomei to bring me along.
A middle-aged man, still confused, asked, "Old Chen, did you bring Ms. An here?"
He was also An Xiaomei's vice president, and a woman in her thirties, presumably his wife, stood beside him. Among the three general managers of the Guangzhou branch, An Xiaomei held the highest position but was the youngest.
An Xiaomei immediately took my arm and smiled, "Mr. Zhang, he's not my driver anymore; he came with me to the annual meeting."
Her words were tantamount to telling him that we were a couple.
Mr. Zhang was both incredulous and somewhat embarrassed, and chuckled awkwardly, "Okay, okay..."
As everyone arrived, the annual meeting officially began. After a girl acting as the emcee gave an opening speech, An Xiaomei went on stage to give a speech, summarizing the year's work and looking forward to the future.
Looking at this elegant and charismatic woman on stage, I myself could hardly believe that we were a couple, yet I felt deeply proud, as if in a dream.
After An Xiaomei finished speaking, she bowed deeply to the audience to express her gratitude. As she bowed, she placed her right hand on her slightly exposed cleavage, a gesture that conveyed sincerity while preventing excessive exposure—a truly alluring gesture.
Following this, the annual outstanding employee awards ceremony, employee performances, and a lucky draw were interspersed throughout. The prizes were diverse, ranging from small items like power chargers and Bluetooth headsets to larger items like mobile phones and iPads. The employees who won prizes were overjoyed, and the entire conference hall was bustling with excitement.
After the meeting, the banquet began. An Xiaomei and I sat at one table with General Manager Zhang and his wife, along with several senior executives and department managers, while General Manager Ma sat at another table.
After several rounds of drinks and dishes, everyone toasted each other, and with employees frequently coming to our table to offer toasts, An Xiaomei had already drunk quite a bit in no time.
I was about to remind her to take it easy when she stood up and said, "How about it? Mr. Zhang, let's invite Mr. Ma and the three of us to go around to each table
for a toast!" "Okay." Mr. Zhang picked up his glass and left with An Xiaomei. The two of them, along with Mr. Ma, went to toast each table.
After this round of drinks, An Xiaomei's face was flushed. After she sat down, I quietly reminded her to drink less, or her stomach would hurt again.
Over the years, An Xiaomei had been working herself to the bone for her career, and many deals were won over by drinking one glass after another at the dinner table. Over time, this had taken a toll on her stomach.
"It's okay..." An Xiaomei smiled gently at me.
A middle-aged woman said, "Xiaomei, look how good and considerate your boyfriend is to you."
The speaker was the company's financial director. Her husband held a high-level position at the Shanghai headquarters. Because she was a senior employee and because of her husband's connections, An Xiaomei usually treated her with great respect, and she often referred to herself as an older sister.
“Chen Yu…” the middle-aged woman said to me again, “Our Xiaomei is not only the head of the Guangzhou branch, but also the most beautiful woman in the entire Chaoyue Group. You should cherish her!”
An Xiaomei said somewhat embarrassedly, “Sister Chen, what are you saying…”
I smiled at Sister Chen and said, “I will, Sister Chen.”
A girl came over to distribute room cards. She first gave one to General Manager Zhang, “General Manager Zhang, this is for you and your wife.”
Then she gave one to Sister Chen, “General Manager Chen, is it alright if you and Sister Zhao share a room?”
“Sure.” Sister Chen smiled and took the room card.
The girl then distributed cards to several other people, “Brother Li, this is for you and your wife. Brother Wang, your girlfriend isn’t here, so you and Xiao Zhou share a room…”
The department manager surnamed Wang took the room card and said, “Two men in one room?”
“What else?” the girl smiled at him.
Sister Chen slapped the department manager surnamed Wang and scolded him with a laugh, “You brat, do you want to share a room with some woman?”
Everyone laughed. The girl handed a room key to An Xiaomei. "Ms. An, this is yours..."
She leaned down and whispered, "Should I get you another room?"
An Xiaomei took the key and said calmly, "No need."
At this moment, Mr. Ma stood nearby, witnessing this scene, his eyes burning with jealousy. After the girl left, he raised his glass and smiled, "Xiaomei, Lao Zhang, Sister Chen, and everyone here, I'd like to toast you all."
Everyone stood up and clinked glasses with Mr. Ma. When he clinked glasses with me, he said, "You're a lucky guy, you know that?"
I smiled and nodded, "I know, thank you."
"Alright, you've had too much to drink, haven't you?" An Xiaomei said coquettishly.
After Boss Ma left, three more girls came to our table to toast us. One of them was the receptionist who had introduced me to An Xiaomei when I first joined the company.
I had even gotten the flight information from her when I chased after An Xiaomei on the plane. She specially wished An Xiaomei and me well, saying, "Boss An, Brother Chen, best wishes to you both."
The other two girls looked at us and giggled. The receptionist gave me a fist bump, "Brother Chen, good luck!"
An Xiaomei laughed and playfully punched her on the shoulder.

47.
The lively banquet ended, and everyone was free to do as they pleased. Some went to the card room to play mahjong, some went to the karaoke bar to sing, and some went back to their rooms to soak in the hot springs.
An Xiaomei went to the bar with a group of employees to play board games. She was usually quite strict, but this time she naturally wanted to mingle with everyone.
I wandered around the resort alone and headed back to my room. Just as I reached a corner, I heard someone say, "You guys think the queen is with a driver?"
I immediately stopped and stood in the shadows to eavesdrop. Another person said, "Back then, Old Chen acted rashly for the sake of a beautiful woman, saving her from danger and even smashing his own wine bottle in the process. Our Boss An then offered himself to him! That's what you call a commoner winning over a rich and beautiful woman, a loser getting the girl's heart."
Everyone laughed.
"Damn, if I had that chance, I'd smash a bottle over my head too, wouldn't that be great!"
"Come on, if it were you in that situation, you'd probably be scared out of your wits. Who is Boss Sang? Who would dare mess with him? Only Chen Yu, who knows nothing and is fearless." "
But then again, the gap between them is too big. One is the branch manager, a rising star in the group, and the other is just a ride-hailing driver, and he's more than ten years older than Queen..." "
Exactly, look at Boss Ma, a distinguished returnee, a master's graduate from a prestigious foreign university, he's been pursuing Queen for years, and Queen just wouldn't give him a second glance. And now she's hooked up with a driver, has nothing, isn't she keeping a gigolo?"
"What gigolo? He's over forty, more like an old gigolo."
Another burst of laughter.
"What do you guys think our CEO An is after?"
"What? Probably Chen Yu's skills, right?"
"Skills? What skills?"
"Heh, skills in bed, of course. What else could it be?"
Several men laughed lewdly.
"Our CEO An is thirty this year. As the saying goes, a woman in her thirties is like a wolf. If Chen Yu wasn't so good at satisfying her, would she be with a driver?"
The lewd laughter started again, and I couldn't help but clench my fists.
"Sigh! Old Chen is really lucky with women. Queen's looks, her figure, if I could sleep with such a top-notch woman, it would be worth sacrificing ten years of my life."
Amidst the laughter, I sighed inwardly and silently walked away.
Back in my room, I watched TV for a while, then went into the hot spring room. There was a pool several meters square, steaming with hot air, and some rose petals were sprinkled on it.
I took off my clothes and got into the pool, immediately feeling comfortable. It was the dead of winter, and although the area around Guangzhou wasn't exactly cold, it was still chilly. Soaking in a hot spring at this time of year was truly enjoyable.
The words and mocking laughter of those people from before echoed in my ears again, making me feel depressed.
Just then, An Xiaomei returned and went straight into the hot spring. I asked her why she wasn't playing anymore.
"I came back to keep you company! I was afraid you'd be lonely." An Xiaomei smiled sweetly at me and started taking off her clothes.
Soon, she was completely naked, her incredibly beautiful body emerging from the pool.
"Wow! So comfortable..." she exclaimed contentedly.
I smiled but didn't say anything. She said, "Brother Xingyan, when you're with me, don't always feel pressured, okay?"
"I'm not!" I laughed.
"Still saying you're not?" She gave me a coquettish glare and said, "You're my boyfriend now, not my driver anymore. You still give off the feeling of being my driver."
I smiled and said, "The difference between us is already quite big!"
"Don't say things like that!" An Xiaomei said coquettishly, moving closer to wrap her arms around my neck, her round, beautiful breasts pressed against my chest.
“Who among us here today can compare to you? In terms of talent, character, and masculine spirit, no one can compare to you…”
She gazed at me tenderly. “So, my Xingyan brother is the best. Please don’t belittle yourself anymore, okay?”
As she spoke, she offered her fragrant lips to kiss me, her beautiful breasts pressing tightly against my chest. We kissed passionately and lingered tenderly in the steaming hot spring.
During this time, she slightly lifted herself up and straddled me, one hand on my shoulder, the other hand supporting my erect penis, and sat down, swallowing it completely. Then she wrapped her arms around my neck and moved up and down.
I held her beautiful buttocks and kissed her passionately. We kissed and made love, An Xiaomei’s melodious moans filling the hot spring with steam.
After she reached her first climax, I held her body, still deeply inside her, and rolled over to top her, pressing her against the pool wall as I thrust into her relentlessly…
When An Xiaomei reached her second climax, I asked her if I could ejaculate inside. She nodded, saying it was her safe period. So I ejaculated all my semen deep inside her.
Just then, the doorbell rang. An Xiaomei and I looked at each other, “Who is it? So late…”
An Xiaomei asked the door, “Who is it?”
“It’s me, Xiaomei…” Mr. Ma called from outside.
“I’m asleep, we can talk about it tomorrow,” An Xiaomei said loudly.
“No, we have to talk about it now, we can’t wait until tomorrow…” Mr. Ma’s voice sounded somewhat drunk.
“Is this guy drunk? I’ll go check on him…” An Xiaomei frowned at me, then called out to the door, “Wait a minute.”
Only then did I withdraw my still-erect penis from An Xiaomei.
She went to the poolside, dried herself off, put on her clothes, and went to open the door.
"What's the rush?" An Xiaomei asked.
"Xiaomei, I have something to tell you..." Mr. Ma said, somewhat drunk.
"Come on, let's talk over there," An Xiaomei said, pulling Mr. Ma's arm away.
I quickly got out of the pool and dried myself with a towel.
Outside the room, the two came to an open space. Mr. Ma said, "Xiaomei, you... how could you bring him to an occasion like this?"
He pointed to the room as he spoke. An Xiaomei put her hands in her clothes and said coldly, "He's my boyfriend, why can't I bring him?"
Mr. Ma said angrily, "He's your boyfriend? This kind of person is your boyfriend? How could you find someone like this to be your boyfriend? He's not good enough for you at all, don't you understand?"
An Xiaomei was also angry and shouted, "Why can't I? Besides, this is my private matter, it's none of your business."
Mr. Ma took a breath, trying to calm himself down, and raised his hands to press down. "Fine, even so, you can't bring him to a place like this today. Do you know what everyone thinks about this? What they're saying?"
An Xiaomei stared at him coldly for a moment, then said, "What others think or say is none of my business. My own affairs are none of your concern... You're drunk, go home and rest."
She turned to leave, but Mr. Ma grabbed her. "Xiaomei..."
She turned back and glared at Mr. Ma, ordering him. "Let go of me!"
Mr. Ma grabbed An Xiaomei with one hand, pointing to his chest with the other, almost crying. "Xiaomei, I've loved you for so many years, pursued you for so many years, who in the whole company doesn't know? And you lost to a driver... Tell me, what does he have that I don't?"
An Xiaomei said coldly, "Maybe in all your eyes, he has nothing that you have. But in my heart, An Xiaomei, he's a hundred times better, a thousand times better than you!"
She struggled to break free from Mr. Ma's grasp and walked towards the room, only to be grabbed again by him.
"Xiaomei, I love you, I really love you!" Mr. Ma said, grabbing An Xiaomei's hands and kneeling down on one knee.
"What are you doing? Let go of me..." An Xiaomei struggled fiercely.
Financial Director Sister Chen and several employees appeared nearby, stunned by the scene before them.
"Let her go!" I, who had been watching for a while, shouted sharply...

48.
Mr. Ma was stunned for a moment, and An Xiaomei took the opportunity to break free from his pull, grabbing my hand and walking towards the room.
I didn't move, pointing at Boss Ma and saying sternly, "I'm warning you, if I see you treat her like this again, I won't forgive you."
Because Sister Chen and the employees were present, An Xiaomei was quite embarrassed, pulling and tugging at me, "Come on, go back, go back to your room!"
Boss Ma sneered, "Chen Yu, don't think you're so great just because Chairman Wen gave you face..."
Last year, Chairman Wen praised a driver's deeds at a banquet, and the story spread like wildfire throughout the entire Chaoyue Group, and of course, it also reached the Guangzhou branch.
He pointed to the ground and roared, "You're still just a driver!"
I glared at him fiercely, without saying a word. An Xiaomei shouted sharply, "Have you said enough?"
She pulled me towards the room again. As soon as I turned around, I heard Boss Ma say behind me, "Chen Yu, you're just a gigolo... no, a gigolo, a freeloader."
I turned around and punched him in the face. Amidst the gasps of the crowd, Boss Ma was knocked to the ground, blood flowing from his nose.
"Why did you hit him?" An Xiaomei pushed me in her haste and quickly knelt down to check on Mr. Ma's injuries.
"What's going on? Two bosses, and you've gotten into this mess? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at? What will the head office think if they find out?"
Sister Chen scolded. Although her position was lower than An and Ma's, she was a respected senior figure in the company and had stepped in to resolve the situation.
An Xiaomei was annoyed and stood up, walking silently towards the room.
"Hey you two, help Mr. Ma back to his room to stop the bleeding. If it's serious, take him to the hospital..."
Sister Chen said to the two male employees, then said to me, "Chen Yu, go check on Xiaomei."
I nodded and went to the room as well. I heard Sister Chen instruct the others, "Listen up, this matter is absolutely not to be spread outside, and you are not allowed to tell anyone else in the company."
"Understood, President Chen," everyone replied.
As soon as we got back to the room, An Xiaomei started yelling at me. "How could you hit someone?"
I retorted, "He touched you inappropriately, can't I even retaliate?"
"What did he do to me? He didn't assault me, he just lost control because he was drunk," An Xiaomei shouted at me.
"I'm your boyfriend, how can I ignore this?" I shouted back.
"No matter what, you can't hit him! He's the company's vice president, you hit him in front of so many people, how embarrassing for him!"
"He brought it on himself!"
After a moment of silence, An Xiaomei put her hands in her clothes and said coldly, "Go to President Ma's room later and apologize to him."
I was furious. "An Xiaomei, are you out of your mind? He not only touched you inappropriately, but also said such nasty things, and you want me to apologize to him?"
"That's right, you have to apologize," she glared at me.
"I can't!" I stared at her and said, word by word.
She pointed at me, glaring at me, and said, "Are you going to apologize or not?"
I sneered, "Unless I'm dead, you can forget about me apologizing to someone like that."
"Chen Xingyan, you..." An Xiaomei was speechless with anger. She looked around, grabbed a pillow, and threw it at me.
I watched her coldly, saying nothing, letting her vent her anger. She threw the pillow several times, then threw it away and shouted at me, "Can't you change your habit of hitting people all the time? You're over forty, do you still think you're from your gangster days?"
She paused, staring elsewhere, and said, "You really haven't changed your thuggish ways!"
"What did you say?" I suddenly felt like I was back in Wuhan, being called a petty thug, and in Chongqing, when I was working for my boss, being seen as a bad guy in society.
Back then, I insisted on leaving my boss to go solo, just so I wouldn't be seen as a thug forever. I never expected to be scolded by my own woman for not changing my thuggish ways.
"Say that again?" I pointed at An Xiaomei and said fiercely.
She glared at me, tears streaming down her face. "You dare hit me? Go ahead and hit me!"
This woman was the little sister I used to hold and play with when she was little, and now she's my lover. How could I bear to lay a finger on her?
But I had nowhere to vent my anger, so I lowered my hand and said, "Yes, I'm a fucking scoundrel, once a scoundrel, always a scoundrel. If that's the case, why are you still with me?"
"Why am I with you? Don't you know?" Tears streamed down her resentful eyes.
"I really didn't know..." Losing my temper, I glanced away and decided to say the hurtful things, "Maybe it's true what those people say, I can satisfy you, make you happy?"
"Chen Xingyan!" An Xiaomei shouted angrily, slapping me across the face.
She stared at me intently, tears still flowing, and after a long while, she said coldly, "Get out, get out!"
"Okay..." I nodded, pointing at her, "You said it, An Xiaomei."
Then I took out my car keys, threw them on the bed, and rushed out of the room.
I was furious. I thought this woman was completely unreasonable. I hadn't done anything wrong, yet she insisted I apologize to the person who harassed her and insulted me.
Arriving at the resort, I hailed a taxi and headed straight to the city. On the way, I received a call from An Xiaomei, which I hung up on without thinking.
Then she messaged me on WeChat, asking where I was. I didn't reply, determined to fight her to the end.
I didn't go back to An Xiaomei's apartment; instead, I went to my old place. Because the lease hadn't expired, the apartment was still empty.
During this time, I received another WeChat message from An Xiaomei, telling me to contact her immediately, or we'd be finished. I decided to ignore her again. This situation was a test for both of us; whoever gave in first would be at a disadvantage in our future relationship.
I turned off my phone and went to sleep. I slept until almost noon before waking up. When I checked my phone, I expected to see several missed calls and WeChat messages from An Xiaomei, but there were none.
I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and at the same time, I was worried that I might have gone too far and made things irreparable. But I decided to continue to hold on.
Actually, I wasn't entirely angry with An Xiaomei; I was more angry with myself. Someone like me, who insisted on dating a rich and beautiful woman who was far superior to me in every way, deserves to be ridiculed.
In the afternoon, I went to Lao Gui's bar for drinks. Since moving in with An Xiaomei, I haven't been here much because we live far away.
Lao Gui asked if I had argued with the Ice Beauty, and I sighed and said, "Women are hard to please!"
Old Gui sighed, "Be a little more understanding, okay? She's so beautiful, rich, and has status; it's normal for her to have a bit of a temper..."
He suddenly looked behind me and said, "Oh! They've come looking for you."
I turned around and saw An Xiaomei standing at the bar entrance, walking gracefully towards me. She was wearing a low-cut, bodycon mini-dress with a jacket, her cleavage deep and her breasts heaving—quite alluring.
I ignored her, turned back to my drink, but secretly felt a surge of joy. Because I knew I had won; the war was over.
An Xiaomei walked to the bar and sat down next to me, saying to Old Gui, "Brother Gui, please pour me a drink."
"Sure thing!" Old Gui poured a glass of whiskey, placed it in front of An Xiaomei, and then tactfully walked away.
An Xiaomei took a sip of her drink, glanced at me sideways, and smiled, "Handsome, who are you waiting for here?"
"None of your business. I'm not waiting for you anyway." I kept my drink in my hand and turned my head away.
She put her hand on my shoulder and said sweetly, "Alright! Still angry?"
I said sarcastically, "No, Mr. An, I'm just a lowly driver, how could I dare to be angry with a big boss like you? It's not my place."
She laughed and said, "Still saying no?"
Then she said coquettishly, "Alright! I was wrong last night, I shouldn't have said that to you, I'm sorry!"
At this point, my heart seemed to melt at her sight. Staring at her alluring cleavage, I said, "Since you know you were wrong, you have to change, understand?"
"Mmm, mmm..." She nodded repeatedly with a smile.
"Then... how do you want me to change?" I said, running my hand across her cleavage.
"Hey! What are you doing?" She was shy, looking around, her pretty face flushed, and then asked, "So how do you want me to change?"
I was already driven by lust, glancing at my crotch as I said, "I want you, give me some..."
"Mmm, mmm, okay, I'll give you some..." She nodded repeatedly, smiling at me.
I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. She whispered in my ear, "I'll go to your house, kneel down and feed you until you taste it, until it's in your mouth, okay?"
Holy crap! In that instant, I felt myself get hard…

49.
That year, as the Lunar New Year approached, An Xiaomei and I returned to Chongqing.
Partly to celebrate the New Year, and partly to hope Uncle An would agree to our marriage and receive his blessing.
A few months earlier, when I left Chongqing, I thought I would never return, but unexpectedly, I'm back so soon. This
is the first time since my release from prison that I haven't spent the Lunar New Year alone. The desolation of that time still feels like yesterday.
This is also one of the reasons I agreed to marry An Xiaomei. After so many years of wandering, I wanted a home, especially with a woman every man dreams of.
By this time, An Xiaomin and Yang Yifan had already finalized their divorce. Although both families were regretful, they were helpless and could only face reality.
Custody of their son, Yang Anyi, was awarded to An Xiaomin, with the couple raising him jointly. Some of the marital property and assets also went to An Xiaomin, including the villa where the family of three lived.
An Xiaomin's shares in Yang Yifan's real estate development company remained unchanged; she remained the second-largest shareholder.
On New Year's Eve, I had dinner with Uncle An, An Xiaomin, An Xiaodong, An Xiaomei, and me at An Xiaomin's villa. Yang Anyi had gone back to his hometown of Wanzhou with his grandparents and father to celebrate the New Year with relatives.
"Minmin and Yifan are divorced, but Meimei is getting married to Xingyan. With this coming and going, the number of people in our An family remains unchanged,"
Uncle An said, holding his wine glass. His emotions were clearly complicated.
"Dad..." An Xiaomin looked at her father and squeezed his hand.
Uncle An then said to me, “Meimei came to my family when she was two years old. Although she was originally my younger brother’s daughter and I am her uncle, I have always treated her as my own. In my heart, she is no different from Minmin and Dongzi…”
An Xiaomei held her father’s hand and said with tears in her eyes, “Dad…”
Uncle An raised his other hand to her, signaling his daughter not to interrupt, and then looked at me and said, “I have always treated you as my son, so I have never thought about my son and daughter getting married. According to my own thoughts, I still hope that you will continue to be my son…”
He sighed as he spoke, “Alas! Since you two siblings are in love and want to get married, I have nothing to say, only one sentence…”
His eyes were filled with tears, “Child, treat my youngest daughter well, don’t let her suffer.”
“Dad!” An Xiaomei shed tears.
I said, moved, "Uncle, don't worry, I'll take good care of Meimei."
An Xiaomei smiled at me through her tears, "Why are you still calling me Uncle? Don't you know how to change your address?"
I immediately said, "Dad, don't worry!"
I hadn't called him Dad since I was nine years old, and now, calling him Dad again filled me with mixed feelings.
I looked at An Xiaomin, who smiled at me, her eyes filled with both relief and other emotions.
"Come on, children..." Uncle An wiped away his tears, raised his glass, and said, "Let's drink this glass. From today onwards, Xingyan is truly a member of the An family." An Xiaomin
put her hand on her father's shoulder and said softly, "Dad, don't drink so fast, take care of your health."
"It's alright, this glass must be drunk." Uncle An said without room for argument.
"Then let's drink this one, and the rest slowly, otherwise I won't agree." An Xiaomin looked at her father and smiled.
At ten o'clock that night, everyone went back to their rooms. An Xiaomei and I naturally stayed in the same room. She said she wanted to go to her sister's room to talk for a while, so I let her go.
"Sister, can I chat with you for a bit?" An Xiaomei asked with a giggle as she pushed open the door to An Xiaomin's room.
An Xiaomin put down her book and smiled at her sister, "Sure! Come on."
An Xiaomei giggled and got into bed. An Xiaomin laughed, "Why aren't you with your sweetheart? What are you doing here with your sister?"
An Xiaomei snuggled into her sister's arms and said coquettishly, "Sister, I want to sleep with you!"
An Xiaomin pinched her sister's cheek and smiled affectionately, "You little rascal, how can you bear to leave your man alone in his room?"
"What? I'm not even married to him yet!" An Xiaomei pouted.
"Sigh!" An Xiaomin sighed softly, hugging her sister, and smiled, "Time flies! My sister's getting married, I'm so happy for you."
"Sister..." An Xiaomei said softly in her sister's arms, "Have you really let go of Xingyan in your heart?"
An Xiaomin said, "There's nothing I can't let go of. Even if we can't be lovers in this life, being siblings or family is fine too..."
She looked at her sister in her arms, "I'm so happy to see you with him."
"Thank you, sister," An Xiaomei said happily.
After a moment of silence, An Xiaomei asked, "Sister, what are your plans for the future?"
An Xiaomin smiled and asked, "What are you trying to say?"
An Xiaomei said, "Just going to live alone like this, without finding someone else?"
An Xiaomin gently stroked her sister's body and laughed, "I've only been separated from Yang Yifan for a short time, what's the rush? It's not like I can't live without a man."
She sighed softly, "Don't worry, your sister doesn't plan to be an old nun for life. If I meet the right man, I won't shut myself off."
The two sisters talked for a while, then started talking about their childhood. An Xiaomei said, "When we were little, you, my brother, and I often slept together, right?"
"Yes! Back then, our house was small. Mom and Dad slept in one room, and the three of us slept in another. It wasn't until Dongzi and I grew up that Dad put up a curtain in our room to separate us from Dongzi."
"Yeah, yeah, although conditions were bad and we were poor back then, it was quite warm and happy. Although Mom wasn't very good to us, she wasn't bad either. Sometimes she would scold and hit us when she got angry, which is only human nature. Overall, I think I was quite happy."
The two sisters chatted and laughed, and An Xiaomei suddenly said, "Why don't we call my brother over, and the three of us can sleep together for a while, like when we were little?"
An Xiaomin laughed and said, "Sure! I just don't know if he's asleep yet?"
"He's a night owl, it's still early for him!" An Xiaomei laughed as she texted An Xiaodong on her phone.
A little while later, An Xiaodong came to An Xiaomin's room with his phone and asked, "Why did you call me over?"
"We two beautiful ladies invite you to share a bed with us. We wonder what the great lawyer An thinks, would you do us the honor?" An Xiaomei giggled.
An Xiaomin laughed and playfully hit her sister. An Xiaodong said disdainfully, "Spare me, okay? You think it's like when we were kids?"
An Xiaomin lifted the blanket and said, "Get in."
"Okay!" An Xiaodong got into bed and lay down next to his sister, and An Xiaomin covered him with the blanket.
"Sister, do you remember? One night when we were little, right, before Xingyan came to our house, Mom and Dad were working overtime at their jobs, and it was pouring rain. Thunderclaps were coming one after another, which scared my brother and me so much that we snuggled in your arms on the bed. You held us both and kept comforting us, telling us stories until Mom and Dad came back."
An Xiaomin hugged her younger brother and sister, one in each arm, and laughed, "You remember all of this, how could I not? Actually, the reason you remember is because you heard me tell you later! You were only three years old then, I was thirteen, and Dongzi was ten..."
“Sister…” An Xiaodong said, “You were just a child back then, a girl, and I was terrified. Weren’t you scared?”
An Xiaomin stroked her brother’s hair and laughed, “Of course I was scared! How could I not be? But I’m the older sister, and I have to take care of you two. If I looked scared, wouldn’t you be even more scared? That night, I told you two stories while hoping Mom and Dad would come home quickly. The moment Mom and Dad stepped through the door, I almost cried.”
An Xiaomei hugged her sister and said, “It’s so good to have a sister!”
The three siblings chatted for a while longer, and then An Xiaomei said to An Xiaodong, “Brother, I heard from Wen Qishan that as soon as she came to Chongqing to take up her post, she handed over an economic litigation case to you, is that right?”
After Wen Qishan came to Chongqing, she met An Xiaodong through An Xiaomei’s introduction.
“Yes, that’s right.” An Xiaodong nodded.
An Xiaomin asked, "Who is Wen Qishan?"
"Hey! She's our big boss's daughter, the general manager of the Chongqing branch."
An Xiaomei then said to her brother, "You brat, you better watch out, don't embarrass me in front of Wen Qishan."
"Hey! You little brat, who are you calling 'brat'? Do you think you can call me 'brat' like that? Do you think you're Dad or my sister?" An Xiaodong reached over An Xiaomin and flicked An Xiaomei's forehead several times.
An Xiaomei rubbed her forehead and said coquettishly, "Sister, look, brother, you've hurt me."
"Alright! Alright! Don't bully your sister..." An Xiaomin laughed, the warmth between the three siblings filling the room.

50.
After thinking it over, I decided to call Li Jiaqi tonight. I guess he's still awake, watching the Spring Festival Gala.
Although Li Jiaqi wronged me, he raised my son as his own. Besides, I couldn't possibly ignore him after finding out I had a biological son.
Forgiving others is being lenient with yourself. Although I can't say I've completely forgiven Li Jiaqi, I hold no resentment anymore.
When the call connected, Li Jiaqi seemed surprised. "Brother..."
I said, "You guys are doing well, right?"
"Yes, yes, brother, you're doing well too, right?"
"I'm alright... how's the child?"
"He's doing well too, Tangtang is doing well."
"Tangtang? What's his name?"
"Li Suitang, Sui as in Sui Jinglei, Tang as in Tang Dynasty."
I couldn't help but laugh. "Why such a name?"
Li Jiaqi laughed. "Didn't you have a book called 'Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties'? It was quite good, and since Jinglei's surname is Sui, I named him that." "
By the way, brother..." he added, "After you left, you left a room full of books in the house you and Jinglei lived in. I've kept them all for you. I'll send them back to you whenever it's convenient for you."
"No need, you can keep them. If you think they're taking up space, you can sell them as scrap."
When I left Chongqing, I didn't take anything with me, and I don't want to take anything back now.
“Brother, I won’t sell them, not a single one. I’ll keep them all for you…”
Li Jiaqi hesitated for a moment, then said, “Brother, actually, I can return everything that originally belonged to you, including the company and… people.”
I said seriously, “Jiaqi, if you say something like that again, don’t blame me for disowning you. Saying that is disrespectful to Sui Jinglei, disrespectful to me, and disrespectful to yourself.”
Finally, I sighed, “Let bygones be bygones…”
After a moment of silence, I said again, “I’m getting married.”
“Really? Brother…” Li Jiaqi said excitedly, “Congratulations! Are you having a wedding? When?”
“When the weather gets warmer?”
“Then you must let me know, Jinglei and I will bring the children to attend.”
Li Jiaqi said excitedly, then suddenly became a little uneasy, “You won’t mind, will you? Brother…”
“Of course not. I’ll let you know when the wedding date is set.”
"By the way, brother, where are you now?"
"In Chongqing, at my sister's house."
"Great! Shall we get together sometime?"
"Maybe not? I can't stay here for more than a few days. I want to spend more time with the elders at home. Besides, isn't there an outbreak? Wuhan is under lockdown..."
After ending the call with Li Jiaqi, I looked at the dim lights on both sides of the Jialing River outside the window and thought to myself, a new life is about to begin.
More than three months have passed, and with May Day approaching, my wedding with An Xiaomei will be held in Chongqing.
I returned to Chongqing a week in advance to prepare for the wedding. Actually, most things had already been arranged for us by An's siblings, including booking the restaurant, finding a wedding planning company, choosing the wedding dress, and sending out invitations. As for the wedding photos, An Xiaomei and I had already taken them in Guangzhou.
On the day I arrived in Chongqing, An Xiaodong and Wen Qishan picked me up from the airport. We agreed to go to the bridal shop with An Xiaomin in the afternoon to finalize the wedding dress.
By this time, An Xiaodong and Wen Qishan had developed from a lawyer and client relationship into a couple. Although they had only known each other for a few months, they fell in love at first sight.
I was very happy for them and thought they were a perfect match.
An Xiaodong was tall and handsome, a successful lawyer and a senior partner at his law firm. Wen Qishan was also beautiful and capable. Although she was a wealthy heiress, and An Xiaodong came from an ordinary working-class family, he had a bright future, and there were no obvious incompatibilities between them.
Most importantly, they loved each other, and that was enough.
The couple took me to a nice neighborhood where An Xiaomei and I would live, and our new home in Chongqing would be located.
The house was an investment property An Xiaomei had bought before; it had three bedrooms, a living room, and two bathrooms, and it was already renovated. During this time, An Xiaomei's siblings had also helped us furnish it with all sorts of furniture, appliances, and household items, so we only needed to bring our bags and move in.
An Xiaomei's siblings had gone to great lengths for our wedding, treating it as their own business, which touched me deeply. At the same time, I felt uneasy because it was almost entirely my family who had contributed, and I was just reaping the benefits.
All I can do in the days to come is work hard, write my book well, repay An Xiaomei in the future, and manage our little family well.
"How is it? Xingyan, are you satisfied?" Wen Qishan's words pulled me back to reality.
I looked at the layout and furnishings of the house and smiled, "Satisfied, absolutely satisfied. Thank you both and Minmin."
"Hey! Don't be so polite. We're all family." This beautiful, mature woman, who might become my sister-in-law in the future, laughed heartily.
At this moment, An Xiaodong received a call from a client. He told me to talk to Wen Qishan while he went to the balcony to answer the phone.
"Qishan, congratulations to you two," I said with a smile.
Wen Qishan smiled and said, "Don't you think we're moving too fast?"
I smiled and nodded. Wen Qishan said, "Although Xiaodong and I haven't known each other for long, it was love at first sight. We both felt that the other was the one we had been waiting for. So, we got together a little over two months ago."
I asked, "Minmin and Meimei know about you two, right?"
She nodded and smiled, "Yes, they both know, and my brother knows too, but we don't plan to tell our parents yet, after all, it's only been a short time!"
I was a little worried. Would Chairman Wen and Uncle An agree to this marriage? After all, the difference between the two families is too great; one is a wealthy family, and the other is just an ordinary working-class family.
Although An Xiaodong is very outstanding and handsome, and from his personal point of view, he is completely worthy of Wen Qishan, if they get married in the future, it won't just be a matter between the two of them; it will involve two completely different families.
“Xingyan…” Wen Qishan looked at me and smiled, “Did you used to think I liked you?”
I smiled and said, “No, no, how could I think that?”
She kept looking at me, “Anyway, that’s what Meimei thinks, and she admitted it to me. But I have to tell you, I do like you…”
I was startled and looked up at her. Wen Qishan smiled slightly, “But not the kind of liking a woman has for a man, but rather an appreciation. I admire your talent and your character, but that’s all. Frankly speaking, you’re not my type of man. To me, you’re not tall enough, not handsome enough, and a bit too old…”
She stopped there and smiled at me, “Xingyan, you won’t be angry if I say this, will you?”
I chuckled and said, “Of course not, what you said is true.”
She continued, “And Xiaodong meets all my requirements for a man. More importantly, he’s not just a pretty face, but a very capable lawyer. So, I’ve decided to entrust myself to him.”
I looked at Wen Qishan and smiled, “I sincerely wish you and my brother all the best.”
“Thank you!” she smiled.
An Xiaodong finished his call and came over, sitting on the arm of the sofa. He put his arm around Wen Qishan's shoulder and asked with a smile, "What were you two talking about?"
Wen Qishan looked up at him and smiled, "We were talking about how you're not just a pretty face."
An Xiaodong smiled, glanced at his watch, and said, "It's getting late, shall we go out for dinner?"
"Okay! After dinner, let's meet up with Sister Min at the bridal shop, don't keep her waiting too long," Wen Qishan said.

51.
When we arrived at the bridal shop, An Xiaomin was already waiting there. Wen Qishan called out "Sister Min," went over, and took An Xiaomin's hand, exchanging warm greetings. The two beautiful women already had a bit of a sister-in-law/brother's wife vibe.
An Xiaodong and I watched them with smiles. Finally, An Xiaomin said to me, "Xingyan, come and see the wedding dresses I picked out for you two..."
I walked over, and she pointed to several wedding dresses hanging on the rack. "These are the ones I think would suit Meimei best. Do you have any opinions?"
I smiled and said, "I don't really know much about this. You two sisters can decide."
"How about this? I'll try them on for you one by one, okay?" An Xiaomin said. Her figure was very similar to An Xiaomei's, only not as voluptuous as her sister's.
"Okay," I nodded.
"Let's start with the one I like best. Shanshan, come help me." She picked up a wedding dress and went into the dressing room with Wen Qishan.
A little while later, An Xiaomin came out wearing a pure white wedding dress, her hair styled up.
Her beautiful collarbones and shoulders, her high breasts and exposed cleavage were very alluring, and her waist was so slender. Such a proud figure, especially her pair of full and perky breasts that were partially exposed, didn't look like a woman approaching forty at all.
This woman is simply too perfect. She's a female PhD, professor, and doctoral supervisor, yet she possesses such outstanding looks and figure. It can only be said that the Creator has showered her with favor.
I was almost mesmerized, and even An Xiaodong couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow! Sister, you're so beautiful!"
Wen Qishan also laughed beside her, "Sister Min, you're so beautiful! You're simply the most beautiful bride in the world."
An Xiaomin blushed slightly and laughed, "You silly girl, I'm already forty years old this year, and my son is almost in his third year of junior high. What kind of bride am I?"
"Sister, why do you say that? I'm afraid there are countless men who want to marry you."
Hearing Wen Qishan's words, An Xiaomin and I involuntarily exchanged glances, and we could see the helplessness and reluctance in each other's eyes.
“Alright! This is getting more and more out of hand…”
An Xiaomin said, looking at me. “Xingyan, what do you think of this one?”
I thought that if An Xiaomei wore this wedding dress, she would definitely look as beautiful as her sister. I couldn’t help but admire An Xiaomin’s taste and nodded. “Hmm, very good, excellent.”
An Xiaomin smiled happily. “Okay, I’ll try on a few more.”
She then tried on two more dresses. For each dress she tried on, An Xiaodong took photos from various angles and sent them to An Xiaomei. When she finished trying on the third dress, An Xiaodong said, “Sister, no need to try any more. Meimei just said she’s very satisfied with the first one.”
An Xiaomin smiled and said, “Okay then! I’ve done my job well by choosing a wedding dress that Meimei is satisfied with.”
Next, they finalized the veil, and Wen Qishan also tried on and selected her bridesmaid dress. On the wedding day, she and An Xiaodong would be bridesmaids and groomsmen, respectively.
After leaving the bridal shop, An Xiaodong and Wen Qishan drove away in a Maserati Quattroporte.
Ahn Hyo-min and I arrived at a brand-new black Mercedes-Benz GLC SUV. I thought to myself, "She bought a new car again?"
Ahn Hyo-min opened the trunk, put the paper bag containing the wedding dress inside, then closed the trunk and handed me the car keys.
"Okay, you can go back to your new home now. I'm going to visit Dad."
I took the keys and asked, puzzled, "Uncle Ahn... oh no, hasn't Dad been living with you all along?"
“No, after National Day last year, he insisted on moving back to his own house. I said, ‘You don’t have a spouse, why are you living alone? How can I feel at ease?’ But he insisted on living in his own home. I asked him, ‘Isn’t your daughter’s house your home?’ He said no…”
An Xiaomin said helplessly, “Can’t you believe this old man? He makes me run to his place every few days, afraid that something might happen to him. He told me, ‘If you’re busy, don’t come, you have to teach classes and supervise doctoral students.’ I said, ‘How can I not come?’ He said, ‘I’m fine, why are you coming? Aren’t you tired?’” "Huh? I told him if you really care about your daughter, you should move back to my place. But he just wouldn't budge. He stayed with me for two months since the Spring Festival because of the pandemic, and as soon as things eased up, he rushed back... Sigh! I just can't do anything with him."
I secretly praised An Xiaomin for being such a filial daughter, and smiled at her, "These past years, Meimei has been in Guangzhou, and Dongzi is busy with work and is a boy, so Dad has really put you through a lot."
At this point, I started to feel like a brother-in-law and sister-in-law, but I couldn't be happy; instead, I felt a sense of loss. I told myself, "You and her are completely over. We can never go back to twenty-four years ago, or to that night during last year's National Day holiday.
" "It's okay, I just wanted to say that Dad is really stubborn. Actually, I'm very happy taking care of him. Really, he needs me so much, which makes me feel really good," An Xiaomin smiled.
"Then how will you get to Dad's place since you gave me the car?" I asked.
“I’ll take the light rail! Dad’s house is near the light rail station, it’s very convenient.”
An Xiaomin suddenly said seriously, “Actually, this car is a wedding gift I gave to you and Meimei. It was just registered a couple of days ago.”
I was stunned and said, “No, no, this car must cost at least four or five hundred thousand, right? It’s too valuable, I can’t accept it.”
Although I knew she was a university professor and doctoral supervisor, earning hundreds of thousands a year from her salary and research, and receiving millions in dividends every year from her shares in Yang Yifan’s company, buying a car like this would be a small matter for her, I still didn’t want to accept such an expensive gift from her.
“This isn’t just for you. It’s my sister’s wedding, shouldn’t I, as the older sister, give a bigger gift? Besides, isn’t it normal for the bride’s family to give a car as part of the dowry? And it’s not even a fancy car.”
I gave a wry smile. “Yes! It’s all the bride’s family providing the dowry, a house and a car, while the groom’s family only gave one person, nothing else.”
An Xiaomin gently held my arm, saying with concern, “Xingyan, don’t think like that. Your parents passed away early, there’s nothing we can do about it.”
I nodded and said, “But after Meimei and I get married, we’ll go back to Guangzhou. This car you’re giving me won’t be of much use, it’ll just get damaged from parking too long.”
“How can it be useless? Didn’t you two have a car when you were in Chongqing? I’ve already told Meimei that when you’re not around, I’ll bring a cleaning lady to clean your place often and give the car a spin, it won’t get damaged from parking…”
“And if you want, you can drive the car back to Guangzhou and get it registered there. I’ve already asked, vehicle transfer is very convenient, it can be done in a day.” Hearing
An Xiaomin’s words, what could I say? I could only say, “Minmin, thank you!”
“Hey! It’s nothing…” she patted my arm and laughed, “It’s just a car, it’s no big deal.”
I said, “Not only the car, but also all the things in that house, Qishan told me, you got them all…”
I choked up a little, “Really, I’m truly grateful to you from the bottom of my heart…”
“It’s alright!” An Xiaomin laughed, “Meimei is my sister, you are my brother, and now you’re my brother-in-law, you two are my closest people, it’s only right and proper for me to do something for you!”
That afternoon, An Xiaomin and I went to Uncle An’s house together. She originally wanted me to go back to the new house to get used to it first, and then go see Uncle An with her another day, but at my insistence, she took me there.
An Xiaomin also called Zhuang Youting over; the little girl had moved out of her villa more than half a year ago. I think the little girl is really beautiful, and her figure is absolutely stunning.
The two sisters cooked a few dishes and let Uncle An and me have a few drinks.

(To be continued)

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