Uncle's Confession: Me and My 23-Year-Old Beautiful Middle School Homeroom Teacher (20-23)

20.
Clicking into the post, I saw a video of Li Meishan and me. It was from the day Ai Mai Ni brought her son to see me; we were walking on the streets of Taikoo Li.
In the video, we were walking side by side, our fingers intertwined. Li Meishan was either smiling with her head down or smiling sweetly; in short, she seemed very intimate with me.
My first thought was, who secretly filmed us and posted the video online? I quickly realized that there are many street photographers in Taikoo Li; someone among them must have seen how beautiful Li Meishan was, was attracted by her stunning figure, filmed us, and posted it online.
But this video wasn't the first time it had appeared online; Li Meishan and I just didn't know. This trending post was an exposé of the person who had previously filmed us and posted the video online.
The person who posted the video stated in the description that the man in the photo was a married man, and the woman was a middle school teacher, the homeroom teacher of the man's child.
I immediately realized that Li Meishan and I were being thrust into the eye of a storm of online controversy. Sure enough, the incident quickly escalated in the following days. Rumors of a middle-aged married male parent and a young female homeroom teacher holding hands and strolling around town spread online, complete with pictures and text.
Some posts directly revealed my workplace and the school where Li Meishan taught; some even mentioned our surnames, referring to us as Chen Moumou and Li Moumou, and there were all sorts of comments.
Some said that this girl was so beautiful and had such a great figure, yet she was a mistress to a middle-aged married man who looked so much older than her, and a parent of one of her students—truly a disgrace to morality and a disgrace to being a teacher…
Others said I was a state-owned enterprise leader, a homeroom teacher who was keeping his own child as a mistress, and must be a morally corrupt and greedy official; still others said Li Meishan was the girlfriend of some rich second-generation heir, throwing herself at an old man—it was truly a sign of the decline of morality and the absurdity of things. And so on.
I don't know how these people learned about Li Meishan and me; I can only say that the power of the internet is truly immense.
I soon learned from Li Meishan that she had been suspended from her duties at the school, and all her work had been taken over by other teachers.
Besides the pressure from public opinion, there was also a lot of discontent in the parents' group. Many parents felt that a female teacher who had an affair with a married man was unfit to be a homeroom teacher or subject teacher.
Under pressure, the school had to make this decision, temporarily assigning Li Meishan to logistical and administrative work, with further matters to be determined after a thorough investigation.
My situation was better; the dean had a talk with me. Our current dean (who took office just before I returned to China) had worked his way up from the technical field, was very pragmatic, didn't particularly care about personal conduct, and greatly appreciated me.
Out of gratitude for his recognition and my trust in him, I told him about my relationship with Li Meishan and Ai Mai Ni (of course, I didn't say what I shouldn't have).
Our dean said that, based on the information I provided, when the video was made, I was still single, and being intimate with an unmarried woman wasn't a big deal. However, I had just held hands with that girl and then married my current wife. Of course, it wasn't a big deal in itself, but gossip is a powerful force…
The dean also mentioned that back in Morocco, when I wasn't single, some people in the department had reported issues with my wife's personal life. Even though he wasn't one to judge subordinates based on such trivial matters, I was now a candidate for further development and promotion within the department, and I absolutely needed to avoid any more scandals like this, otherwise it would be detrimental to my future.
I naturally agreed to the dean's request and repeatedly assured him. The dean told me to focus on my work and not let this affect me, and that he would help clarify things for me within the department and the group company.
Fortunately, Ni'er wasn't too affected. There were several boys and girls in the class with the surname Chen; who knew who was whose father? Moreover, the school was downplaying the impact of this incident and strictly prohibited teachers and students from discussing it. So, the students continued with their lives as usual, with little difference from before.
Originally, I planned to go to the school as one of the parties involved to talk to the school leaders and clarify my relationship with Li Meishan, so that she could restore her reputation and return to her job as soon as possible.
But Li Meishan said, "Can you really explain this kind of thing? Even if the school leaders believe you, the pressure from the rumors in society is something the school can't ignore." In fact, she had already spoken with the school leaders, and they expressed their willingness to believe that she hadn't had an extramarital affair with a student's parent. However, to deal with the pressure from society and parents, they could only handle it this way for now. They would let her return to her job once the storm had passed.
In mid-December of that year, a post appeared online regarding the "shopping incident." The author claimed to be the ex-wife of the male protagonist, Chen, and that they had been divorced for many years. At the time Chen was photographed, he was a divorced single man, so the extramarital affair claim was unfounded.
Furthermore, Chen and Li were not lovers. The reason they were close was because Chen looked very much like Li's deceased father. He pretended to be Li's son in front of her grandmother, who suffered from Alzheimer's disease, to comfort the elderly woman, which was considered helping others. The close relationship between Chen and Li stemmed entirely from a father-daughter-like bond and a romantic friendship.
The author concluded by stating that both she and her remarried husband are lawyers and, if necessary, will pursue legal action against those who created and spread the negative publicity surrounding this incident.
After this post, although some still believed that their closeness suggested a romantic relationship, it gradually calmed the uproar surrounding the scandal.
Despite this, the school still did not intend to reinstate Li Meishan as her homeroom teacher and English teacher. Rumors circulated in the parents' group that someone had witnessed Li Meishan shopping intimately with a male parent at a supermarket. In the parents' view, even without an extramarital affair, the female homeroom teacher's alleged affair with the male parent disqualified her from being a teacher.
Just as I was feeling sorry for Li Meishan, she told me she had decided to resign…
2022 arrived, and I was about to enter my forty-third year.
On New Year's Day, Zhao Lin hosted a barbecue in the garden of her and Cui Taihao's villa, inviting me and Ai Mai Ni as well. Among the friends who attended were Fei Yaling and a bespectacled man in his fifties whom she brought.
This man was Fei Yaling's new boyfriend, a professor and doctoral supervisor at a prestigious university, and the owner of a biotechnology company.
Frankly, this man, judging solely from his appearance, didn't seem to match Fei Yaling's beauty and maturity; however, he was a renowned scholar with tens of millions in assets. I could also tell that he genuinely liked Fei Yaling, completely captivated by her mature charm.
Privately, Fei Yaling told me that after our breakup, I quickly found such a young and beautiful foreign woman; no wonder I was so carefree back then—had I already been with someone else?
So I explained to her that I had a relationship with Amyni in Morocco, but we broke up for some reasons. We got back together after she came to China to see me after the National Day holiday this year.
Fei Yaling also said that the man treated her very well, and they were getting married soon. We wished each other well.
I never expected that one day Li Meishan would suddenly contact me, inviting the four of us to dinner to thank my grandmother for her help both when she was alive and after her death.
The dinner was at a very upscale restaurant. I thought to myself, this girl's salary wasn't high to begin with, and now that she's no longer a teacher, her income is even lower. Her grandparents left her nothing but a house; why spend so much?
Just as I got out of the car in the underground parking garage, I ran into Cui Taihao and his wife, along with their son, Cui Chenghao. Zhao Lin and Ai Mai Ni, this beautiful young woman (although Zhao Lin is forty years old, she still looks like she's in her thirties), greeted each other warmly.
Zhao Lin picked up Chen Si'ai and kissed her twice, repeatedly saying that mixed-race children are just so beautiful. Actually, her son Cui Chenghao is also very handsome, inheriting the best features of both parents.
Cui Chenghao is half a year older than Chen Si'ai, and they share a common older sister, Ni'er, making them half-siblings.
Cui Taihao and his wife have also adopted Chen Si'ai as their godson, and the little guy calls them Taihao Dad and Lin Mom. Besides calling me Zhongyan Dad, Cui Chenghao also calls Ai Mai Ni "Little Ai Mom," just like Ni'er.
The two mothers let their two sons hold hands, one on each side, and walked towards the elevator, with Cui Taihao and I following behind.
These days, Zhao Lin and Ai Mai Ni often meet up to go shopping, drink tea, and get beauty treatments, becoming as close as best friends. Seeing my wife and ex-wife so close, I was secretly happy for them and for myself.
Cui Taihao and I chatted about what we'd been busy with lately, and he suggested we find time for a boxing match. The boxing match we booked a few years ago still hasn't happened.
Zhao Lin seemed to have overheard us. Fearing we might do something to upset each other, she turned back and frowned, saying, "What are you two whispering about? I think I heard someone talking about boxing..."
Cui Taihao put his arm around my shoulder and laughed, "No, no, we were just talking about going fishing together sometime..."
"Fishing?" Zhao Lin looked at us with a skeptical expression. "When did you two develop this hobby? I didn't know!"
"Madam, things develop! Hobbies can be cultivated!" Cui Taihao continued with a forced smile.
Aimei, who was standing nearby, also knew about this old story between Cui Taihao and me and chuckled to herself.
We hadn't expected that besides Li Meishan, there was also a young man and an older woman in the private room.

21.
The young man was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, tall. I recognized him immediately as Li Meishan's ex-boyfriend. That year at Brussels airport, Aimei and I bumped into him and Li Meishan, who were transferring flights to London.
The elderly woman, in her sixties, exuded an air of pampered luxury, clearly the mistress of a high-ranking official's family or a wealthy household.
Li Meishan calmly introduced us to each other. The young man, Gao Xiang, was Li Meishan's senior at Beijing Normal University, three years her senior, and now her boyfriend. The elderly woman was Gao Xiang's mother.
I didn't know when Li Meishan and Gao Xiang had gotten back together; it seemed like they had suddenly become a couple. The fact that even his mother had appeared suggested their relationship had reached the point of discussing marriage.
Li Meishan introduced herself to Gao Xiang and his mother, saying, "I'm her father's childhood friend. I often helped her take care of her grandmother before she passed away, and later, thanks to the four of us, we helped her with her grandmother's funeral arrangements."
Gao Xiang and his mother warmly welcomed us. During the meal, Gao's mother, as the hostess and Li Meishan's future mother-in-law, expressed her gratitude for our past care and love for Li Meishan, explaining that she and Gao Xiang had specially invited us to this meal during their trip to Chengdu.
"Mr. Chen, you look a few years younger than Shanshan's father, right? How did you become his childhood friend?" Gao's mother asked, somewhat puzzled.
I smiled calmly and said, "We're all children of factory workers. Back then, it was common for younger kids to play with older kids, so we're childhood friends."
Gao's mother laughed, "Since that's the case, Shanshan's mother has been in Australia, so you're practically Shanshan's family..."
Through our conversation, we learned that Gao Xiang currently works in a ministerial-level government agency in Beijing. Some time ago, he heard that Li Meishan's grandmother had passed away, so he flew to Chengdu specifically to see Li Meishan, and the two got together shortly afterward.
This time, Gao Xiang was in Chengdu on a business trip to inspect the work of a subordinate unit, and Gao's mother came along to see her son's girlfriend.
"Shanshan, this is what I'm thinking..." Gao's mother said, both to Li Meishan and to us.
Gao's mother meant that Li Meishan should get married to Gao Xiang as soon as possible, then quit her job here and move to Beijing to live, have a baby first, and then go back to work.
As long as she's willing, whether she wants to be a civil servant, work in a public institution, or continue teaching, it can all be arranged for her—no problem at all.
I secretly thought to myself, it seems Gao Xiang's parents are truly extraordinary. First, they got their son into a ministerial-level government agency, and then they easily arranged a good job for their daughter-in-law in Beijing.
At that moment, I understood why Li Meishan had told me she wanted to resign. It turned out she had already planned to get married and move to Beijing.
Hearing Gao's mother's words, Li Meishan lowered her head and didn't say anything. Gao Xiang reminded her, "Shanshan, you don't have any objections to what Mom just said, right?"
Li Meishan still kept her head down and said softly, "I will resign and go to Beijing, but as for other things, I… I'll think about it…"
"What's there to think about?" Gao's mother said rather authoritatively. "This is also Gao Xiang's father's intention. It's settled then, hehehe…"
Li Meishan didn't say anything more. I secretly felt sorry for Li Meishan. Gao's mother was clearly using her as a tool to continue the Gao family line. I thought to myself, so what if your family is rich and powerful? So what if your son has a good job? So, Li Meishan's life was arranged like this?
At the same time, I felt a pang of resentment towards her for being manipulated. But then I thought, she doesn't even have a home anymore, and she's even been demoted from a teacher to a support staff member at school. At such a young age, she naturally longs for someone to rely on, a safe haven. That's probably why she suddenly got back together with her ex-boyfriend, right?
Thinking about this, I felt a pang of sadness. At this moment, Cui Taihao and Zhao Lin were also quite indignant, but we weren't Li Meishan's real family. She hadn't objected, so what right did we have to speak?
The three of us could only remain silent, exchanging glances.
I really didn't want to eat anymore, so I made an excuse to leave the private room and went to the stairwell to smoke.
As I was smoking, Cui Taihao came in. I offered him a cigarette and asked him why he was out too. Cui Taihao said, "That old lady is too self-centered. How can she be so demanding about having children before even getting married? It's like Meishan owes them a child."
We both felt sorry for Li Meishan; after all, we had cared for her together in the past.
“Uncle, what are you all doing here?” Li Meishan came to the stairwell.
Cui Taihao told me to talk to Li Meishan while he went back to the private room to avoid arousing suspicion from the mother and son.
I asked Li Meishan if the mother and son knew about our trending topic. Li Meishan said they didn't.
She explained that Gao Xiang's parents married and had children late in life, and he was their only child, so it was only natural for them to want a grandson sooner.
I asked her again, “Is this really the life you want?” She was silent for a moment, then looked at me and said, “The life I want can only be given to me by you, but can you give it to me? Can you afford it?”
Facing her gaze, I was speechless, and I really wanted to hug her. But I knew I couldn't.
Before the Lunar New Year that year, Ai Mai Ni got a job as a foreign language teacher at a university in Chengdu, teaching French, with a very good salary. She officially started working as soon as the winter vacation ended.
After the Spring Festival, Li Meishan went to Beijing; she had resigned from her middle school teaching job before the winter vacation. Shortly after, I heard she became an editor at a foreign language publishing house there, which was a good fit for her major.
I wondered if Gao Xiang's mother hadn't pressured Li Meishan too much, letting her work first before considering having children.
Cui Taihao and Zhao Lin immigrated to South Korea with their son, Cui Chenghao. The reason was that Cui's father was over eighty years old and knew his days were numbered; he hoped that Cui Taihao could work for him and manage a portion of the family business while he was still alive, to make up for what he had done to his youngest son.
Therefore, Choi Tae-ho entrusted his law firm to his partner, and Zhao Lin gave up her legal career in China to become a full-time housewife there, devoting herself to taking care of her husband and son.
The couple originally wanted to take Ni'er to South Korea as well, to study and live there, but Zhao Lin's parents strongly disagreed, and of course, I couldn't bear to part with her either, so I had to give up the idea.
According to Zhao Lin's wishes, all of Ni'er's expenses would still be borne by her and Choi Tae-ho, and I wouldn't have to contribute a single penny. Although my income was already quite good at that time, it wasn't worth arguing with that couple; after all, even a hair on their legs was thicker than my thigh. The little money that Ai Mai Ni and I earned (actually, it wasn't a small amount; together, we earned eight or nine hundred thousand a year) was fine as long as it was for Chen Si Ai.
My colleagues at the design institute often joked that I favored sons over daughters, leaving my eldest daughter to be raised by my ex-wife and leaving all the money I earned to my youngest son. In fact, in my heart, my love for both children was exactly the same, without any distinction in importance.
Although returning to China during the pandemic requires quarantine, the pandemic will eventually end, and travel between China and South Korea is still very convenient. Then, the couple can frequently return to China to reunite with us.
However, Zhao Lin privately told me that Cui Taihao's older siblings are always wary of him. Despite their father's support, getting a share of the family business will be incredibly difficult. Nevertheless, she will use her intelligence and wit to help her husband achieve his goals.
I said if all else fails, they can come back and continue practicing law; they're already better off than most people. But one condition: don't easily acquire South Korean citizenship, otherwise they won't be able to practice law when they return.
Zhao Lin laughed and said she wouldn't give up until she succeeded; she would definitely help Cui Taihao secure a place in that wealthy family.
This is the difference between us. I'm easygoing, content with modest wealth, and only seek partial satisfaction in life, while she, once she sets her mind on something, won't give up until she achieves it.
Ai Mai Ni also began her career as a foreign language teacher at that university. Since she started working, we entrusted Chen Si Ai to my parents' care, which they were more than happy with.
One day I went to pick up Amy from school. It was almost the end of class, and I overheard a student asking through the classroom window, "Teacher Amy, do you think China is better, or Morocco?"
Amy replied that both China and Morocco were good, each with its own merits, but China was more modern. Another student asked, "Teacher Amy, why did you come to Chengdu?"
She smiled and said, "Because I love China, and I love Chengdu. Most importantly, the person I love is here."
"Wow!" The students immediately became interested and asked their teacher to tell them her love story.
A beautiful female teacher exuding exotic charm naturally attracts more attention from students.
"We met in Morocco. He and his colleagues went there for aid work, and I was their translator. That's how we got together. After he returned to China, we were separated for a long time until I came to Chengdu to find him, and we got back together. To be with him forever, I decided to stay here, so I became your teacher..."
"Wow! What a romantic story..."
Amidst the students' exclamations, Aimei saw me standing outside the window. Our eyes met, and affection flowed between us...

22.
Li Meishan and Gao Xiang's wedding is scheduled for May 1st. She invited us to Beijing for her wedding.
She only invited a few of her closest friends from Chengdu, including us, and of course, her best friend Zhang Mi. She covered the round-trip airfare and accommodation.
Although Cui Taihao and Zhao Lin were in South Korea and couldn't attend, they still asked me to deliver their wedding gifts on their behalf. Because Ramadan, the Islamic holy month, is not yet over (Ramadan is a very important period in the Islamic world; except for special circumstances and certain groups, people cannot eat from sunrise to sunset until Eid al-Fitr), Amy couldn't attend. She asked me to take her to Beijing alone.
Although Amy, who is in her final year of junior high school, will be taking her high school entrance exam in a little over a month, she has already been accepted into her prestigious high school, so it doesn't matter.
My daughter and I arrived in Beijing on the afternoon of April 30th. Because she was busy with wedding preparations, Li Meishan couldn't pick us up at the airport and told us to take a taxi to the hotel ourselves. She had booked a room in advance at a four-star hotel and asked us to wait for her there.
Li Meishan didn't arrive at the hotel until evening.
Upon meeting us, she apologized for being so busy that day.
I hadn't seen her for several months since we parted at the hotel. She was twenty-four years old that year and was no longer a middle school teacher but a publishing editor.
She was dressed in the season's fashionable clothes, carrying a Chanel bag. Her hairstyle had changed; her dyed, long, wavy hair looked stunning, making her appear more sophisticated and mature than before, like a high-level white-collar worker, even more breathtaking.
Ni'er was exceptionally affectionate upon seeing her, and the teacher and student hugged.
"Teacher, I missed you so much!" Ni'er nestled in Li Meishan's arms, tilting her face up and acting coquettishly. She was shorter than Li Meishan, and wearing flat shoes, she appeared much shorter than Li Meishan, who was over 1.7 meters tall in heels.
"Teacher missed our Ni'er too!" Li Meishan gently patted Ni'er's cheek and smiled.
I went over to Ni'er and told her that she had been busy all day and should sit down and rest.
"Uncle, it's been a long time." Li Meishan smiled at me. She was no longer the girl who had lost her grandmother and was all alone more than six months ago; she looked quite well.
"Yes! It's been a long time..." I felt a mix of emotions.
The three of us sat down to chat. I asked her if Zhang Mi had arrived too. She said Zhang Mi had come yesterday and had been helping her with the wedding arrangements, also staying at this hotel. All the wedding guests from out of town were accommodated here.
After chatting for a while, she suggested taking us out to eat, but I said no, you do your work, don't worry about us. She said she was already done and was hungry, so we might as well have a meal together.
We went downstairs together. Li Meishan, wearing high heels, was taller than many men, and not shorter than me at all (I'm 1.76 meters tall). Her faint perfume and natural fragrance were intoxicating, making me feel refreshed and even a little distracted.
I told myself that she would be someone else's bride tomorrow, and I shouldn't have any more romantic thoughts about her.
The three of us got into Li Meishan's car in the hotel parking lot—a black Mercedes-Benz GLC SUV. I asked her if she usually drove this car or her husband. She said she drove it, and her husband had another car.
I secretly thought to myself, judging from her current clothes and the nice car she drives, she must be living a very good life; her boyfriend's family must be providing her with excellent material conditions.
Li Meishan drove us to a long-established Beijing roast duck restaurant. She ordered a roast duck and asked Ni'er what else she wanted to eat. With her advice, Ni'er ordered a few things she liked.
"What about Daddy? What would Daddy like to order?" Li Meishan looked at me in Ni'er's voice.
I said anything was fine. She looked at me gently and said, "They don't sell anything here."
I smiled, and she said again, "Then how about the same as Ni'er? Is that okay?"
I said okay. While waiting for the food, Li Meishan cupped Ni'er's face in her hands and smiled, "Our Ni'er is getting more and more beautiful and charming. She should be fifteen this year, right?"
Ni'er said she would be fifteen in two months. Li Meishan then asked if she had already been admitted to a good university. Ni'er said yes.
Li Meishan looked at me and smiled, "This dad is so lucky."
This made me secretly sigh. My daughter and I could have been a family of three with her, but fate played a cruel trick on us. But I don't blame God at all, nor do I fret over it. Fate brought me and Amy together; it's my good fortune. And not being able to be with Li Meishan is simply my fate.
These two exceptional women—what more could a man ask for in life than to have one? I can't be too greedy.
Soon the dishes were served, and the three of us ate and chatted. Amy told Li Meishan that her classmates missed her terribly and wished she were still their homeroom teacher and English teacher. Li Meishan said, "Don't think that way. Every teacher has their strengths. We should respect other teachers and learn to adapt to their teaching methods."
After eating for a while, Li Meishan said her mother hadn't returned because returning to China required a fourteen-day quarantine, and she had to take care of her husband and son in Australia, so she couldn't afford that much time. She also said that tomorrow, as the groom's elder, I would hand her over to the groom, since there was no one more suitable. She hoped I could fulfill her request. I agreed.
She then asked Ni'er if she wanted to stay at her place tonight and sleep with her. Her mother had reserved an apartment for her in Beijing, and tonight, the bridesmaids, including Zhang Mi, would be staying there with her; the wedding procession would pick them up there tomorrow.
Of Li Meishan's three bridesmaids, the other two were her roommates from Beijing Normal University—one a local from Beijing, and the other from Lishui, Zhejiang, who had come specifically to attend the wedding and serve as her best friend's bridesmaids.
I had initially assumed that the groom's family would cover the travel and accommodation expenses for the out-of-town guests Li Meishan had invited (the groom also had many guests from out of town), but Li Meishan said that according to her mother-in-law's wishes, the groom's and bride's families would each take care of their own guests, and she would pay for all the out-of-town guests herself.
In this matter, I felt the groom's family was being petty, considering their comfortable financial situation, and Li Meishan had only invited a few guests in total.
Li Meishan even told me that, at her mother-in-law's insistence, her salary was being managed by Gao Xiang. I felt increasingly worried for Li Meishan.
Ni'er was naturally thrilled with Li Meishan's suggestion. What could I say, faced with the expectant gazes of the two girls?
After dinner, Li Meishan drove me back to my hotel and then took Ni'er to her place.
The next day, I arrived at the wedding venue alone and discovered that Ni'er was also a bridesmaid. Apparently, she had an extra bridesmaid dress, and Li Meishan had invited her to join in. Ni'er entrusted me with her shopping bag containing her clothes and shoes, as well as her phone, as she would be going up on the wedding stage later.
The wedding went smoothly and was very lively, with many guests in attendance, demonstrating the groom's parents' extensive connections.
Li Meishan, in a white wedding dress, with her hair styled in an updo and wearing a veil, was breathtakingly beautiful, her breasts high and her cleavage deep. Although the groom, Gao Xiang, wasn't particularly handsome, he was tall and had fair skin, making him and Li Meishan a well-matched couple.
Although Ni'er was not yet fifteen, standing on the wedding stage, her height was no less than that of the other three bridesmaids. The bridesmaid dress was a bit revealing, and she had her hair done and makeup on, so she didn't look like a middle school student.
When I placed Li Meishan's hand in Gao Xiang's during the wedding march, my feelings were incredibly complicated.
I had never imagined that this girl, whom I had met by chance when she was seventeen and who I had pretended to be her father to meet her homeroom teacher at school, would one day I would again act as her parent, entrusting her to her new husband like a father sending his daughter off on her wedding day. It really was a cruel twist of fate…
When the luncheon was almost over, Ni'er and I decided to leave. We didn't know anyone here except Zhang Mi, and it felt rather lonely, so we decided to wander around Beijing.
We looked around but couldn't find Li Meishan. Ni'er said she would go to the restroom to change her clothes. Her bridesmaid dress really wasn't suitable for walking around in public.
Just then, I saw Zhang Mi in her bridesmaid dress and asked her, "Where's the bride?" Zhang Mi said, "Uncle, why are you leaving already?"
I said, "I don't know anyone else, so I'll go first." Zhang Mi was slightly plump with a full bust, and I deliberately avoided looking at her deep cleavage.
She pulled me aside and said, "Uncle, do you know? Shan Shan cried almost all night last night..."
My heart skipped a beat, and Zhang Mi continued, "I told her, since seeing him makes you so upset, why invite him here? Aren't you just reaping what you sow?"
Hearing Zhang Mi's words, I felt a pang of sadness.
"Mimi..." Li Meishan called out, and walked towards us. She asked in surprise, "Uncle, are you leaving?"
Zhang Mi tactfully left. I said I was going to take Ni'er out for a stroll; she had never been to Beijing before.
Li Meishan still had her bridal hair up, but she had changed into a festive and stylish dress, revealing her beautiful collarbones and some cleavage. I noticed the crystal necklace I had given her was now around her neck.
Li Meishan asked when we were going back to Chengdu. She offered to book our return tickets. I said no need to trouble yourself; I had already booked a flight for the afternoon of the 5th. She said she'd take us to the airport on the day we left, and I said we'd see.
Ni'er came over after changing her clothes. She hugged Li Meishan and said, "You have to come see us off on the day we leave!" Li Meishan said, "Absolutely." I said to Ni'er, "Okay, your teacher is quite busy. See if you have time then."

23.
After parting with Li Meishan, I asked Ni'er, "Did your teacher cry last night?" Ni'er said, "I don't know. I fell asleep, and when I woke up, the makeup artist and hairstylist were already there doing our makeup and hair."
Ni'er and I spent a few days in Beijing. The day after the wedding, we moved from the four-star hotel to a nearby budget hotel.
How could I keep letting Li Meishan spend money? Her salary wasn't that high, and living expenses in Beijing are so expensive; every little bit saved was a good thing for her.
She didn't contact us for the next three days. That's understandable; she was newly married and it was normal that she couldn't take care of us.
On May 5th, Ni'er and I prepared to return home. That morning, I thought Li Meishan wouldn't see us off, but she called and asked us to wait for her at the hotel.
A little while later, she sent me a WeChat message saying she was in Zhang Mi's room at the hotel we'd stayed at before, and asked me to meet her there. She said she had something to tell me and told me not to let Ni'er know.
I had something I wanted to ask her, something I'd been keeping bottled up for days, so I excused myself to buy cigarettes and went to the hotel. It was very close, just a few steps away.
Li Meishan was alone in the room. She said Zhang Mi and her boyfriend had gone to the Forbidden City and wouldn't be returning to Chengdu until tomorrow.
We chatted for a while, and Li Meishan asked where we'd been these past few days. I gave her a brief account, and then asked her how she'd been doing, something I'd been worried about.
She told me everything. After she and Gao Xiang got their marriage certificate, Gao's mother insisted she have a child before working, otherwise she wouldn't help her find a job. She refused to give in and got a job at the publishing house herself. Because of this, her in-laws had a lot of complaints about her.
That Mercedes-Benz GLC wasn't bought for her by the Gao family; it was left to her by her mother before she immigrated.
She also told me that Gao Xiang was extremely obedient to his parents, especially his mother, whom he practically swore to—a complete mama's boy.
"He also has problems in that area..."
I paused, asking what kind. But I quickly understood.
Li Meishan said calmly, "Premature ejaculation... We've been together for months, and he's always like this, but I always have to pretend to be very satisfied to avoid hurting his pride as a man..."
She wiped away her tears and continued, "Of course, that's not that important to me. What I can't stand is that he always says what my mom says, what my mom thinks, what my mom feels... Every time I disagree with his parents, regardless of right or wrong, he always demands that I unconditionally obey them..."
Listening to Li Meishan's words, I felt terrible. I thought she was doing well, but it turned out to be like this. That family was not only very self-centered, but they weren't actually as good to Li Meishan as they claimed. At least they ignored Li Meishan's personality and thoughts as a young woman.
"Does he love you?" I couldn't help but ask.
She smiled bitterly, "Of course, I can't deny that. He loves me very much, but he won't disobey his parents in the slightest because he loves me, even if they are wrong."
"Uncle, do you know why I asked you to walk with me down the aisle that day?" After a long silence, Li Meishan suddenly asked.
I looked at her without speaking, and tears streamed down her face. "Because I thought, since I can't marry the person I love, then let him hand me over to someone else..."
At that moment, my heart broke, and I pulled her into my arms. She murmured in my ear, "You old rascal, I love you, I've always loved you, and that's never changed."
I cupped her face, wiped away her tears, and kissed her lips. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and we kissed passionately.
We kissed passionately, undressed each other, and lay down on the bed. She eagerly took my penis and let me enter her...
Li Meishan seemed particularly aroused, secreting a lot of lubrication, soaking a large patch of the sheets. During her orgasm, her lower limbs almost spasmed.
Near the end, I asked her if she was in her safe period. She said no, she could take the pill later, and told me to ejaculate inside her.
Although there should have been condoms in the room, I guessed Zhang Mi and her boyfriend had already used them. Even if it didn't work, or the cleaning lady brought in a new one, I'd be too embarrassed to use it. Wouldn't that make it obvious that Li Meishan and I had already done it?
When I ejaculated, she had another orgasm, feeling waves of contractions deep inside her.
I could understand; as a young woman with normal physiological needs, she had never received any satisfaction from her impotent husband, which explained her symptoms.
Thinking about this, my tenderness towards her grew stronger than ever before.
After the passion subsided, we embraced and talked. Li Meishan nestled in my arms, laughing one moment and crying the next.
I held her tightly, comforting her sorrowful heart. Before I knew it, she fell asleep in my arms, and I fell asleep too…
A phone ringing startled us from our slumber. Li Meishan picked up her phone, glanced at it, gestured for me to be quiet, and pressed the answer button, putting it to her ear.
"Honey... um? I'm getting ready to take the guests to the airport... no, Zhang Mi and the others aren't going back until tomorrow, it's Uncle and Ni'er... oh, I'll come back after I drop them off... okay, bye honey."
After she finished the call, I asked if she needed anything. She said Gao Xiang's relatives were going to his parents' house for dinner tonight and asked her to go with him to his parents' house this afternoon.
I said then she shouldn't go, we could just take a taxi. She said it was fine, we could go after we dropped them off.
Then she buried her face in my arms and cried again, crying uncontrollably.
"Let's go! We need to take you to the airport..." Finally, Li Meishan stopped crying and wiped away her tears.
She left my embrace, sat on the edge of the bed, put on her underwear, and then put on her bra. I hugged her from behind, buried my face in her shoulder and neck, and tears streamed down my face.
She leaned against me, tears streaming down her face, and said, "We can't be together in this life, but let's wait for the next? We'll definitely be together in the next life, okay?"
Then she told me that after today, we shouldn't see each other again, and we shouldn't contact each other anymore. We should bury
each other in our hearts. "Mmm..." I replied, sadness washing over me like a tidal wave. I kissed
her lips as she kissed me back. We kissed passionately again, lingering and tender. I reached inside her bra. Unable to contain my passion, I unhooked the bra she had just put on and pulled her back onto the bed.
As I kissed her, I pulled down her panties, and my newly erect penis plunged into her once more overflowing entrance. I thrust in and out, taking turns sucking on her nipples. She wrapped her arms around my neck, moaning softly in my ear, still tears streaming down her face...
After our second encounter, Ni'er called. The little girl asked where I was? Why wasn't I back yet? I said I was just wandering around nearby and would be back soon. Her teacher was coming to pick us up for the airport.
After the call, Li Meishan told me to go back and help Ni'er pack her luggage. She said she would drive to our hotel shortly.
At the Daxing International Airport terminal, Li Meishan and Ni'er embraced, tears streaming down their faces.
Ni'er said she couldn't bear to part with her teacher. Li Meishan wiped away Ni'er's tears as she cried, telling her that Ni'er could visit her in Beijing later, and that she could also visit her in Chengdu.
Finally, Li Meishan looked at me through teary eyes, "Uncle..."
but hesitated, unable to speak, her voice choked with emotion. Ni'er looked at her, then at me, and said, "Dad, I'll go in first. You talk to your teacher."
After Ni'er dragged her suitcase into the terminal, Li Meishan took off the crystal necklace from her neck and said to me, who was stunned, "I'm not giving it back to you, but giving you my most precious thing. From now on, when you see it, it will be like seeing me." As she spoke,
tears streamed down her face. I was heartbroken. I took the car and said to her, "Shanshan, you must take good care of yourself, you must be happy..."
Li Meishan looked at me, tears welling in her eyes, "Uncle, you too, you must be happy!"
We hugged tightly one last time. Many people around us were watching until we heard the police shout, "Whose car is this? Drive it away!"
As she walked towards the front left door, she said to me through tears, "Uncle, I'm leaving, take care."
I waved to her and watched her drive into the traffic. Tears streamed down my face.
Sitting in the waiting area, Ni'er asked me, "Dad, did you know your teacher a long time ago?"
I was taken aback. She asked again, "Was Mom's suicide that year because of you and your teacher?"
I sighed and decided not to hide it from her. "Yes, but your mother and I were already divorced at that time. I met your teacher after the divorce..."
Only then did Ni'er learn that Zhao Lin and I had been divorced once before.
I told the little girl the past and asked her if she hated Li Meishan. She said she didn't hate her; in this matter, it was her mother who was too obsessive, who broke up her father and teacher. She also said that the teacher was her eternal goddess.
Later, Li Meishan told me that on her way to Gao Xiang's parents' house that day, she stopped at a pharmacy and bought some emergency contraception.
Back in the car, she saw a commercial airliner flying overhead and wondered if it was the flight the father and daughter were on.
At that moment, tears streamed down her face again, and she buried her face in the steering wheel, sobbing uncontrollably…
until Gao Xiang called to urge her to leave, and she finally composed herself and drove off.

(To be continued)

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