Daqi hugged Qianru tightly and kissed her red lips deeply. He felt that Qianru's little tongue was smooth and her whole mouth was sweet. Every breath she exhaled was so fragrant.
Daqi naturally softened his embrace of Qianru from tight to gentle, his hand lightly stroking her back through her nightgown. A moment later, he slipped his hand inside her nightgown and gently caressed her proud breasts. Daqi felt everything was so peaceful, despite his heightened emotions. He felt a deep sense of calm within himself. He felt he should be close to Qianru, close to her heart, close to everything about her!
The gentle, kneading motions gradually gained strength. He simply stripped the woman of her only garment, forcing this sexy, alluring body, the kind he'd only ever dreamed of, to confront him "openly." At this moment, all he needed was the woman's "openness," nothing more!
Suddenly, her entire sexy, fair body was fully displayed before Daqi's eyes. Her skin was so white it made Daqi dizzy, so white it drove him mad. Her proud breasts were endlessly alluring. Daqi skillfully carried the woman to the bed, laying her jade-like body before him. He grasped both breasts with both hands, teasing them in every way possible before realizing that he too had already been "revealed" by Qianru. When they were both "revealed" to each other, Qianru smiled shyly. Daqi thought Qianru was most beautiful at this moment. In his memory, she had always been so poised and never shy. But now she was as shy as an innocent girl. Daqi suddenly realized that he was a man, and she was just a woman! He didn't mean to underestimate any woman. But he always believed that in bed, a man could dominate a woman! With the woman before him, of course he could dominate!
Daqi smiled gently at Qianru, pointing to his manhood with one finger. He then reached out and touched the woman's fiery red lips. As expected of a woman who had already experienced sexual relations, she was far from the naivety of a young girl. The woman, of course, understood Daqi's meaning. She first stared at him in surprise, then smiled alluringly, a smile that held an air of mystery.
The woman lowered her head before Daqi, skillfully servicing her beloved husband's "masculine symbol" with her lips and tongue. Her practiced and passionate actions seemed to gradually sway her reason. She even took the initiative to let Daqi stand on the bed, standing before her. Although she was slightly taller than the man before her when standing, she knelt before him without hesitation, her knees on the ground. She diligently moved her head, continuing to serve Daqi with her lips and tongue as before. It should be said that from beginning to end, the woman's lips and tongue had almost never strayed from the man's "dignity." She even joined in the diligent service with her hands.
No wonder some say that young married women are what men need most; Daqi now truly understood what the maturity and understanding of a young married woman meant. His gaze almost never left the woman's lips and eyes. From their eye contact, it was clear that this was a contest of conquest and subjugation. Although the woman was kneeling before Daqi in a subservient posture, her eyes were always trying to conquer the man before her. Daqi understood through their eye contact that this woman would not easily allow herself to remain in a dominant position; she was working hard to overturn this dominance.
But in the end, the woman was wrong! She had greatly underestimated this mature-beyond-his-years man. He remained unmoved, his gentle yet resolute gaze consistently thwarting her attempts to conquer him. In this battle of willpower and will, she was the one who ultimately lost!
In this confrontation, Tong Daqi ultimately emerged victorious. His gaze remained both gentle and unwavering. It was precisely because of his steadfast gaze and resolute eyes that the woman's repeated attempts to conquer him failed. The failure to conquer oneself signifies the beginning of self-adoration! In the world of relationships, women always treat men this way: either conquer them or worship them.
Daqi breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw the woman's gaze turn to him with adoration. He even closed his eyes to fully savor her boundless adoration. Daqi was overjoyed: Qianru, I respect you, and I love you! But as your man, I must conquer you, and now I have finally conquered you!
Daqi comfortably opened his eyes and looked at the woman. He found her gazing at him with almost pleading eyes. He immediately felt a pang of guilt; perhaps she had been serving him for too long and was a little tired or sore. But her lips and tongue had never left him. Afraid she was getting tired, Daqi gently patted the woman's rosy cheek and nodded to her. Only then did the woman stop serving him with a long sigh of relief. After all, Daqi cherished his woman and couldn't let her get tired!
Daqi laid Qianru flat and mounted her. He wanted to fully enjoy the ultimate pleasure of conquering his opponent. As the conquered one, Qianru responded passionately to the man. In his passion, Daqi did not forget to firmly grasp the woman's breasts with his hands.
As Daqi enjoyed the experience, he secretly marveled at how, despite being a thirty-year-old woman, her elasticity was in no way inferior to Meiting's. The woman beneath him was truly a beauty! However, unlike riding Meiting, where his desire to protect her always dominated, his desire to conquer the woman beneath him was unwavering. Perhaps this was the biggest difference between a young girl and a young woman, a difference that should be determined by the man!
Daqi was drenched in sweat, and Qianru was also covered in perspiration. Daqi tried out various positions from the "Mandarin Duck Secret Manual" with Qianru, using whichever one came to mind. Qianru complied with every single one, obediently following Daqi's commands. Especially when Daqi used the rear-entry position on this sexy, voluptuous woman, she almost screamed as she threw her head back, reaching the peak of her desire. Almost simultaneously, Daqi also reached the summit of pleasure.
After the climax, Qianru lay face down on the bed, panting with her eyes closed. Daqi pressed tightly against her back. Because he was short and Qianru was tall, his breath sprayed all over her back. After a long while, Qianru finally opened her eyes.
Qianru: "Little rascal, where did you learn so many tricks?"
Daqi: "He is self-taught, which can also be described as being self-taught."
After hearing this, Qianru nestled against Daqi's chest and laughed heartily. The two of them then chatted about their innermost thoughts, one sentence at a time.
Qianru said that her husband's mistress was no match for her in any way, but she didn't know why her husband didn't want her and preferred that bitch. At first, she couldn't understand it at all, but later she found out that the bitch's uncle was a central government leader... She also told Daqi that he could come to her house anytime, without worrying about anything, and not to be afraid of her husband.
Daqi also told Qianru about his past with Meiting. Qianru listened very patiently to Daqi's story. When Daqi finished, her eyes even welled up with tears. She told Daqi not to blame Meiting, that she believed Meiting wasn't the kind of heartless woman. Perhaps one day she would come back to Daqi.
Qianru's words were so thoughtful, always making Daqi feel a warm and comforting warmth. He thought, "Qianru's husband is a beast! How could he not want such a good wife!" But from another perspective, wasn't this just fulfilling his own desires? He was the happiest man, precisely because her husband was such a beast, he could possess and completely conquer this mature, beautiful, and exquisite woman. From this moment on, this woman belonged to him!
The two chatted until they were both tired, and Daqi fell asleep with Qianru in his arms. That night, he slept in the master bedroom of the house, holding his woman. He felt that although he wasn't the master of the house, he was much more powerful than the master! He despised the master of the house from the bottom of his heart!
Chapter Twelve: Forced Confession
That night he had a dream in which a cute kitten held his manhood in its mouth. As he gradually awoke, he felt his "male dignity" throbbing. When he fully opened his eyes, he realized it was Qianru, her face flushed with desire, servicing his manhood once again with her lips and tongue. At that moment, the woman's face was fair and delicate, her nose like jade, her lips like fire, and her eyes were dreamy. Her incomparably beautiful face and his "male dignity" together created a "perfect beauty playing the flute" that no painter in the world could depict.
He was overjoyed and thought to himself, "A married woman is a married woman indeed. Sometimes you don't even need to take the initiative; she'll be more proactive than you."
Seeing that Daqi had woken up, she stopped serving him and said softly, "Let your sister have a good time being crazy!" After saying that, she continued the activities she had just stopped. Daqi, on the other hand, stared intently at the woman kneeling between his legs, "going crazy."
At first, the woman's actions could be described as "comforting," but as she became more and more aroused, it eventually turned into "exploitation." The woman even closed her eyes and became completely absorbed in "exploiting" her lover, her movements becoming faster and faster, and the sounds coming from her throat becoming louder and louder.
"Ah—" Daqi was finally "squeezed" out by the woman. The woman's small mouth could be said to have "returned fully loaded." After confirming that she really had nothing left and had returned fully loaded, she gave Daqi a charming smile, tossed her hair, and actually took all the contents of her mouth into her own stomach.
Daqi gazed intently at the beautiful woman with a smile playing on her lips, wondering to himself: Could this woman be the so-called "adulteress" often discussed or described in classical novels? Yet, he felt no sense of lewdness whatsoever towards her. He even felt that as the man who had completely conquered her, this was a "reward" he should give her; she had truly not received such a "reward" from a man for far too long.
Qianru cleaned her mouth and asked Daqi, "Is it comfortable?" Daqi smiled and nodded. He knew that this woman would surely give him endless pleasures.
They hugged for a while longer before Daqi got up. It was Monday, and he had to go back to school. Qianru said she wouldn't go to work; she was a little tired and would ask for a day off. Daqi told her to rest well, kissed her, and left.
Daqi returned to school for his regular classes, but when he entered the classroom, he found that neither Qiwen nor Muping were there. He asked his classmates what had happened. They said that Qiwen had a high fever and had been admitted to the municipal hospital. Muping was with her, and this was the second day. The homeroom teacher had already said that if Qiwen's fever didn't subside by this evening, they would consider notifying Qiwen's family.
Oh my god! How could this happen? Daqi quickly asked the class monitor for leave and skipped class. He rushed out of the school gate and took a bus to Rongzhou Municipal Hospital.
After entering the hospital, he ran to the inpatient department's service desk to ask the nurses for Qiwen's room number. As soon as he found out, he went straight to Qiwen's room.
When he arrived at the ward, he saw Qiwen lying on the bed, her face pale, her eyes listless, and she had lost a lot of weight. Mu Ping was sitting by the bedside taking care of her.
Daqi approached Qiwen with concern and asked, "How are you? Are you feeling better? I'm sorry, I only found out today."
Qiwen was about to speak when Muping interrupted, "Daqi, where have you been? I haven't seen you all Sunday! Don't you even rest on Sundays? Honestly!" The usually quiet and gentle Muping was scolding Daqi. She was still beautiful and charming, but her eyes were noticeably darker...
Daqi was immediately overwhelmed with self-reproach. He regretted spending so much time with Qianru yesterday, but he truly loved her, that's why he acted that way. If he had known Qiwen would have an accident, he certainly wouldn't have spent so much time with Qianru. Of course, even if he hadn't been intimate yesterday, he would have been another day. He had truly fallen in love with Qianru. But he felt guilty towards Qiwen. Because Qiwen had suffered such a terrible accident. As a man, he should have been there for her when she needed help the most; he should have shielded her from all burdens and worries. He hadn't understood Qiwen's importance to him until he heard she was ill. On the way to the hospital, he even prayed to God that Qiwen would recover quickly, and if he could take her place, he would choose to do so! Yes, let Qiwen live, and he would die! He would have no regrets! Daqi asked himself, "Is this love? Have I really fallen in love with Qiwen?" He didn't know. Right now, he only had one thought: for her to get better soon!
Suddenly, Qiwen burst into tears! Seeing her cry, Mu Ping forgot all about Daqi and quickly wiped away her tears. Daqi naturally took Qiwen's hand, something he would never have dared to do under normal circumstances. Summoning courage from who-knows-where, Daqi disregarded everything else and said to Qiwen with a remorseful tone, "I'm sorry! You must get better! I didn't mean to! I will never leave your side again, until you get better!"
After hearing this, Qiwen closed her eyes and kept crying without saying a word.
Daqi stood quietly beside the hospital bed. He glanced at Muping again, thinking that she must be very tired. She probably hadn't slept all night.
Daqi said to Muping, "Muping, go and rest. Let me take care of Qiwen. You go back to school and rest first."
Mu Ping nodded to Da Qi and said, "I'm entrusting Miss Zhou to you now. You must take good care of her!" After she finished speaking, she went back to school alone.
After Mu Ping left, Da Qi sat down on a chair beside Qi Wen's hospital bed. He quietly looked at Qi Wen. Gradually, Qi Wen finally opened her eyes and said, "Tong Da Cai Zi, I'm alright." Da Qi's mood immediately improved upon hearing this, and he said excitedly, "I thought you were ignoring me!" Upon hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Qi Wen's pale face.
Qiwen: "Were you telling me the truth just now? You said you wouldn't leave my side even for a moment!"
Daqi: "Of course it's true! How come you suddenly had such a high fever?"
Qiwen: "I didn't pay attention to the weather these past two days, and I probably got sick because I wasn't careful about what I wore. Plus, I haven't been in a good mood lately... I'm fine now, my fever went down this morning, I'm just a little lazy and don't want to get out of bed."
Daqi: "What's wrong? Why are you in a bad mood?"
Qiwen looked at Daqi, pouted, and said, "You have less and less time to spend with me and Muping these days... You don't even go to school on Sundays..."
It turned out that Qiwen was upset because of him, and Daqi felt terrible after hearing this. But what could he do? His weekends no longer belonged to him; he tutored Jiajia on Saturdays and worked odd jobs at Mr. Chen's construction company on Sundays. Indeed, he had spent far less time with Qiwen. But he had no choice but to work to make a living. Daqi was a mature man for his age. Although only in his early twenties, he had weathered many storms with his mother over the years. Therefore, he knew very well that girls from families like Qiwen and Muping lived in fairy tales in his eyes. Children in fairy tales could never understand the hardships of life. But he also hoped that Qiwen or Muping would live in fairy tales forever, because the world of fairy tales was more...
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Section Reading 11
The real world we live in is much better!
In short, he hoped that Qiwen and Muping would never grow up, a thought that seemed to have existed since the beginning of his relationship with them. Therefore, after hearing the reason for Qiwen's bad mood, he said some words to cheer her up. Daqi said he would spend more time with Qiwen in the future because Qiwen's happiness was more important than anything else at this time. Only when she was in a good mood could her body truly recover.
In the morning, the doctor examined Qiwen and concluded that her fever was no longer a serious problem and she could be discharged. However, she was advised to rest more to prevent a relapse.
Daqi helped Qiwen with her discharge procedures and then took a taxi back to school with her. Both sat in the back seat of the taxi. Daqi noticed that Qiwen's complexion had improved slightly. He asked her what she wanted to eat, since she hadn't eaten properly for two or three days. Qiwen said she didn't have a good appetite, and Daqi suggested porridge. He told her that porridge was easier for people with poor appetites to eat.
They got off the bus near the school because there was a famous "century-old porridge" shop there. Daqi had been there a few times, so he brought Qiwen there for porridge. The shop owner invited them to sit down, and soon brought over two large bowls of hot millet porridge. Daqi divided the porridge into small bowls for Qiwen and got her chopsticks and a spoon. Qiwen silently accepted everything Daqi did for her. She didn't say a word, just quietly drank her porridge, her eyes staring blankly at the empty table next to her. Daqi silently watched Qiwen as he drank his porridge, when he suddenly noticed a little porridge on the corner of her mouth. He picked up a tissue from the table and wiped it off for her. Soon, she finished one bowl, and Daqi refilled it for her.
"I really don't know why?" Daqi thought. The "fairy-like" beauty Qiwen, who always acted like an empress, always dominated others, including Daqi. She never let him do small things for her, like getting porridge or chopsticks, let alone wipe food from her mouth. What's wrong with her today? She's accepting everything, completely out of character! Perhaps she's sick? Daqi knew that strong women or "empresses" only showed their vulnerable side when they were sick or drunk. But there was another situation: she would also show her vulnerable side in front of the man she truly loved. It must be the former, Daqi thought.
Qiwen suddenly stopped drinking and stared blankly at the empty table beside her without saying a word. Daqi asked her if she wanted some more porridge, but she shook her head. However, she blurted out a question that made Daqi's heart leap: "Daqi, do you love me?"
"..." Daqi was speechless for a moment, his heart pounding with nervousness. He didn't know how to answer. He had always held Qiwen in a very important place in his heart, and he wasn't even sure if he had fallen in love with her. He always felt that Qiwen and Muping belonged to a different world. It wasn't because of inferiority complex, but rather a consequence of reality! He was content just spending time with them reading, shopping, and having meals. However, whenever he saw other boys giving flowers to Qiwen or Muping, he would inexplicably feel jealous, even envious of those boys; and whenever he saw those boys being rejected by Qiwen and Muping, the exhilaration he felt was no less than drinking an ice-cold Coca-Cola on a scorching hot day! One word: "Awesome!"
"I'm asking you one last time, please answer me!" Qi Wen said. Her tone was extremely gentle, so gentle that it chilled Da Qi to the bone; her expression was so calm that it made Da Qi's palms sweat. The usual "Empress" had completely abandoned her domineering style. However, this time, Da Qi truly felt Qi Wen's domineering nature. He had only smiled and let go of Qi Wen's usual domineering arrogance, but this gentle calmness sent shivers down his spine.
“Of course…” Daqi replied. He simply couldn’t handle Qiwen’s question at this moment. He really didn’t want to answer, but he did anyway. From the moment he rushed to the hospital to see her, he knew that he had unknowingly fallen in love with her! “Like a gentle breeze in the night, silently nourishing all things,” he really didn’t know when he fell in love. Only one thing mattered most: he loved her! Since he loved her, he had to admit it, and he really couldn’t care less about the consequences…
After that, Qiwen didn't say a word. Even when Daqi escorted her back to the entrance of the girls' dormitory, she didn't even say the simplest of polite words, "thank you," and went back to her dormitory without looking back.
Daqi felt empty and lost. He so wished Qiwen wouldn't ask that question about love. If she hadn't asked, wouldn't they still be able to get along happily? But now? He didn't know!
For three days in a row, Qiwen didn't come to class. Daqi asked Muping, who only said that Qiwen had taken leave to recuperate in her dormitory. Daqi was very worried about her, but he didn't have the courage to go to her.
On the fourth day, Qiwen finally came to class. The moment she walked into the classroom, all the boys, especially Daqi, were stunned. She was absolutely captivating, showing no signs of recovering from a serious illness. Her long hair was flowing over her shoulders, but it looked different than before; it seemed to have been permed, with slight curls, whereas it used to be straight. She looked much more energetic than before!
She wore a white blouse and white lace trousers, the pink mesh shawl on her shoulders echoing her pink high heels. All of this made her look elegant and poised. Her large, expressive eyes, high, straight nose, and bright red lips were the dream of any man.
Qiwen sat with Muping as usual and greeted Daqi as always. Daqi thought to himself: Wasn't I sentenced to death by this "fairy" beauty? How come she seems unaffected? Oh well, everything is as usual, and he felt much more at ease. In any case, being friends with Qiwen was enough... He loved her, but being friends with her seemed more appropriate now.
Chapter Thirteen Passive Choices
One day, Mu Ping approached Da Qi and invited him to a seaside resort for two days to celebrate Qi Wen's birthday. Da Qi readily agreed. He called Qian Ru to ask for leave, explaining that he couldn't go to her house over the weekend due to a classmate reunion, but would be tutoring Xiao Jiajia the following Monday. Qian Ru reassured Da Qi and reminded him to be careful. During the call, Qian Ru encouraged Da Qi to boldly pursue any girl he liked, saying she would support him.
Daqi bought a silver brooch as a birthday gift for Qianru. The three of them met at the school gate on the weekend, but when the two of them appeared at the school gate at the same time, Daqi felt as if he saw two fairies descending to earth.
Both women were dressed in long gowns. Qiwen wore a blue dress and blue high heels, with her hair styled in a loose, permed style; Muping wore a white dress and white high heels, her long hair tied up. Both were strikingly beautiful, captivating the eye. Walking together, they resembled a vibrant peony and a pure white lily, a perfect pair. They attracted the attention of everyone who passed by, and many secretly marveled at the existence of such a celestial couple. Daqi shared this sentiment.
The three of them took a boat to the seaside resort. Throughout the journey, Daqi sat between two beautiful women—or rather, Qiwen insisted he sit that way. Daqi was very curious; the two women seemed to be on the same wavelength, always working in unison, while he was completely passive and compliant.
Many tourists on the boat were captivated by the two women's beauty, but even more people cast curious glances at Daqi, an ordinary, short man, sitting between the two beauties. Daqi didn't care what others thought; being sandwiched between two beauties wasn't shameful. A strange thought suddenly popped into his head: how wonderful it would be to always be sandwiched between them! He would be the most successful man in the world, living a life more carefree than a god! But he quickly returned to the rationality of reality, thinking that marrying one of them would be an incredible stroke of luck. "Great-grandfather, grandfather, if you two are aware of this in the afterlife, please hurry up and send some smoke up!" he prayed silently to his ancestors.
The boat arrived at the seaside resort around 4 p.m. The three of them disembarked. Qiwen led Daqi and Muping to a very upscale "Seaside Home" hotel. Qiwen told the hotel staff that she had already booked a table and room, and after further consultation and confirmation, the staff immediately led the three of them to a small private room where they sat down.
Qiwen and Muping sat side by side, with Daqi opposite them. The waiter brought out several seafood dishes and a delicate birthday cake. What puzzled Daqi was that the two women simply ate and drank, not saying a word. He recalled that since they met at the school gate that day, they had barely spoken, unlike before. Before, Qiwen alone was enough; she was the most talkative. Daqi was a little annoyed. What were they up to? But no matter how he tried to steer the conversation, the two women remained silent. Muping, in particular, blushed and paled intermittently. She glanced at Daqi, then at Qiwen, her eyes revealing anxiety and unease. Compared to her usual quiet demeanor, she seemed very unnatural.
Finally, it was time to light the birthday candles. Daqi helped Qiwen put the 19 candles on the cake; it was Qiwen's 19th birthday. Muping was a few months younger than Qiwen, while Daqi was 21 years old because he started school a little late when he was a child.
The birthday candles were lit, and Qiwen lit them one by one. Daqi took out the birthday present he had bought the day before yesterday—a silver brooch—and was about to give it to Qiwen and say, "Happy Birthday." But before he could speak, Qiwen covered Daqi's mouth with her hand. Finally, this most beautiful "fairy" spoke, while Muping became even more restless, looking around anxiously. Good heavens! Tong Daqi had experienced everything in his life, but this was the first time he'd ever encountered anything like this!
Qiwen said calmly, "Daqi, the three of us are best friends, right?" Daqi nodded repeatedly in agreement.
Qiwen: "Today is my birthday, and I won't accept any gifts from you! But I will only accept one gift from you. Would you give it to me?"
Daqi was a little surprised. What was the "fairy" going to do today? But he still nodded firmly. Even if it was his life, if the "fairy" Qiwen wanted it, Daqi wouldn't even blink!
Daqi: "Just tell me what you want." He noticed that Mu Ping's expression had become even more anxious and her face even more pale.
Qiwen: "Good, you're a real man! I've always admired you for being a true man! I want you to give me two words?"
Daqi: "Which two words?"
Qiwen: "Choose!"
Daqi: "What? What choice?" Daqi looked suspicious. Qiwen remained calm, while Muping was about to cry.
Qiwen: "Today is my birthday. I want you to make a choice: choose between me and Muping to be your girlfriend."
"..." Daqi was almost stunned, completely dumbfounded by Qiwen's words. How could such a thing exist? He admitted he had secretly fallen for both beauties; that much was certain. But to face-to-face choose between them truly lived up to Li Bai's poem: Difficult! More difficult than ascending to heaven! But Daqi didn't quite understand what was going on.
"Hurry up and choose!" Qiwen was almost in tears, while Muping burst into sobs. This really put Daqi in a difficult position; he was completely at a loss. Heavens, why are you treating me, Tong Daqi, like this?
Qiwen picked up her wine glass, then ordered Daqi to do the same, and then made Muping do the same. She spoke slowly, calmly but almost with tears in her eyes, "Daqi, you'd better take good care of Muping from now on... otherwise, I won't let you off the hook." Muping sobbed uncontrollably, saying, "Qiwen, don't choose anymore, don't choose anymore. I know you truly love Daqi... he's the one most suitable for you. Doing this makes me feel worse than dead!"
Daqi wasn't stupid, and he finally began to understand the whole story. It turned out that both Qiwen and Muping had fallen for him over time. Muping, though tall, was reserved. She didn't confide in anyone except Qiwen, but she was completely open and obedient to her. Before Qiwen was hospitalized, Muping revealed her biggest secret (she had fallen in love with Daxuan) to her. Unfortunately, when Qiwen was hospitalized and delirious with fever, she kept calling out "Daqi's" name. Therefore, Muping also learned that her best friend, Qiwen, whom she considered like family, had also fallen in love with Daqi. Two incredibly close friends had fallen for the same man! There wasn't anything inherently wrong with that; after all, it was a windfall for Tong Daqi, and not just one, but two! Just a few days ago, on the day Qiwen was discharged from the hospital, Daqi was forced to confess his feelings to her. Qiwen was an extremely strong-willed and loyal woman. She knew that if she accepted Tong Daqi, she would be very happy. But what about Mu Ping? Mu Ping must be in agony, and how could Qi Wen feel any better? Zhou Qi Wen had never given a second glance to any man in her life—no matter how rich, handsome, or well-connected they were. But she had fallen for her destined nemesis—Tong Daqi. He was the only man she had ever loved, and losing him would be unbearable. What to do? Therefore, Qi Wen decided to let Daqi make the choice on her birthday. If Daqi chose her, it would be a satisfactory outcome for Mu Ping; if he chose Mu Ping, she would have to withdraw.
Understanding is one thing, and Daqi finally understood what was going on. But what good was understanding? Because making a choice was another matter entirely. Daqi had never feared anything since childhood, including death. But faced with this choice, he simply lacked the courage! He hated himself for not having enough of Qiwen in his heart, and now he had to carry Muping in as well. But he truly didn't want to lose either of them. Ever since Meiting left for Singapore, he often had the same dream. He dreamt of entering the "Garden of Flowers," and in the garden, he always dreamt of both Qiwen and Muping at the same time. It should be said that among the hundred flowers in the "Garden of Flowers," the peony where Qiwen stood and the lily where Muping stood always appeared in the most prominent positions within the "Garden of Flowers"!
Daqi simply couldn't make this decision!
Wen suddenly burst into tears! But she quickly wiped away her tears and said to Daqi, "Today I'm the birthday girl, so what I say goes! Daqi, from now on, Muping is your girlfriend and my sister-in-law. I hope you two will be happy!"