Weiwei, did you know? When my dad passed away, it was his last mission. He told me over the phone, this would be the last time. If he returned safely, he would be with me for my studies and life from then on.
But my dad broke his promise. To protect our country, to defend a bigger cause, he sacrificed our home. When my dad was around, my greedy relatives, like wolves and tigers, didn’t dare do anything.
Because when dad came back, I would complain, and once I complained, they would be in trouble. Even though dad wasn’t often around, he was my umbrella of protection.
But my dad didn’t come back. At that time, I held his picture and cried endlessly, holding his photograph but couldn’t recall his face. The greed of relatives at home was fully exposed, and I felt doomed.
Without dad, our relatives would eat me alive. That was when Uncle Bei appeared, solving everything on my side with his own strength, taking me to the capital, raising me, and caring for me until I grew up.
You’re right, facing such an outstanding man every day, there’s no time to think of anyone else. Like becomes inevitable, but even though I knew this was wrong, I couldn’t control myself.
Now that I have suddenly realized, I feel especially guilty towards Uncle Bei. After all, he is someone to whom I owe great gratitude, and yet I was thinking of sleeping with my benefactor."
Lai Wei could feel Jian Dan’s discomfort. If it were anyone else, they would also feel like a worthless person, but she also thought, liking someone isn’t wrong. If this emotion can be controlled, why call it liking?
"Little Jian Dan, actually, I don’t think you’re absolutely wrong in this matter. Feelings are beyond your control."
"Hehe..." Jian Dan laughed, biting into a rib, "Let’s not talk about it, the more I talk about it, the sadder I get. I’m worried about meeting those people from the Jian Family tomorrow, I really don’t want to see them at all."
Lai Wei was about to say something when two familiar voices came from not far away.
"Auntie, I’m begging you, in this place, how could there possibly be someone you like? Did you get the wrong address?"
Why is this person here?
Also, that young girl beside him, turns out to be his aunt?
Hai En obviously didn’t expect to meet Jian Dan and Lai Wei here, his handsome face showing a slightly subtle expression, the woman with a fierce expression said, "Hai En, why do you talk so much? If you’re unwilling to accompany me, just say it, hurry back to Sea City, I’ll look by myself, I don’t need you."
Hai En: "... That’s not what I meant."
"What do you mean? I can clearly see you find me annoying when your sister asked you to accompany me. I saw right through you, get lost, don’t follow me."
Hai En held his forehead, clearly in a headache, as they spoke, the two moved closer to the small shop where Jian Dan and others were eating. Hai En greeted, "Lai Wei, Jian Dan, what a coincidence."
The pretty woman beside Hai En paused, laughed, "Are these two young beauties Hai En’s classmates?"
Lai Wei smiled, "No, we’re alumni."
Hai En’s aunt’s expression was somewhat subtle, she smilingly looked at her nephew, then turned her gaze to Jian Dan and Lai Wei, "Are you from Feng City?"
Jian Dan nodded, "I am, why? You seem to be looking for something."
Hai En’s aunt immediately became enthusiastic, "It’s , I..."
She rattled off a lot, and only then did Jian Dan and Lai Wei understand. Hai En’s aunt, on a flight back from overseas, met a man whose name she didn’t know, but accidentally overheard him say on the phone that he would return to Feng City to pay respects to an old friend.
She pestered him for his contact information but didn’t succeed, so she chased all the way to Feng City.
But after being here for several days, she hadn’t even caught a glimpse of the person, didn’t know his name, only had a photo, and found it extremely difficult to find him.
Jian Dan couldn’t help but find it amusing after hearing her story, "Miss, excuse my bluntness, having only a photo makes it really hard to find someone, and based on your description, this person isn’t that young either, isn’t he around forty, if not forty, then at least thirty-eight?"
Hai En stood beside his aunt, nodding, "Close enough, my aunt tried her hardest to listen to his private information but didn’t catch any. We’ve asked at most of the hotels, but people there have no impression of him. I’m worried that even if we find him, he’ll think my aunt is crazy."
Isn’t this the behavior of a madwoman?