The taillights of Liu Keji's car disappeared around the corner, and Lin Xun and I walked back into the room and into the teahouse.
The dark brown sandalwood screen isolates the noise from the outside, and the lingering fragrance of tea rises and swirls from the spout of the purple clay teapot. After the waiter bowed and left, I leaned against the carved red rosewood chair, my fingertips unconsciously stroking the celadon teacup: "Xiaomei came back on New Year's Day, but she still hasn't agreed to recognize her mother?"
Lin Xun looked at the light tea in the cup, her eyelashes casting a faint shadow under her eyes: "It takes time for a cold to form. Although this child is kind, he has a stubborn temper. Take it slow."
I said, "In fact, this child may have already accepted his biological mother in his heart. After all, blood is thicker than water. But he is afraid of hurting you, so he is so decisive."
She nodded and said, "Maybe." She raised the teacup, the rim of the cup touched her lips and then put it down. Suddenly, she looked up at me, her eyes like a silver needle tempered with ice: "Wine is a poison that penetrates the intestines, and sex is steel that scrapes the bones. Guan Hongjun, you are also in your 40s, why are you still obsessed with sex all day long? Do you think you are still a young man who has just tasted the sweetness?"
I almost choked when I heard her words. When I put down my teacup, the porcelain plate made a crisp sound. "Who told you that? I have always been content with poverty and kept my virginity pure, okay?"
She snorted, "I went to see Xixi at home a few days ago, and my aunt complained to me for a long time, saying that you stayed at Xu Tong's house all day and never even went to your own house. You still don't admit it. Tell me if this is true or not?"
I explained with a playful smile: "I just want her to teach me English."
She suddenly leaned forward, and the faint perfume with a sense of oppression hit her face, "Who can you fool with this sentence? To teach English? To sleep in the same bed with me?"
I felt a little embarrassed and forced a bitter smile: "Lin Xun, don't you understand me? I can't live without women. Without women, I just don't know the taste of meat for three months. If you ignore me, do you still expect me to be a pure and ascetic monk?"
Her face darkened instantly, her eyes as cold as ice: "Guan Hongjun, stop using me as an excuse. Thinking carefully about what you said, it seems that I was just a tool for you to vent your lust."
I quickly explained: "Why are you still so angry when we are talking? Please don't misunderstand me.", but she waved her hand impatiently to stop.
The air in the tea room froze instantly. We each picked up our teacups, and our sipping movements were somewhat stiff.
She suddenly sighed, a mist of sadness gathered between her brows: "Forget it, I have no right to interfere in your private affairs. But you have to be more careful about Xu Tong. At the beginning, she deliberately concealed her relationship with you and tried her best to tutor you in English..."
Before I finished speaking, I stood up and straightened my clothes: "It's getting late, my driver is still waiting, can I give you a ride on the way?"
"No, I'll stay in the guest room here tonight." She didn't even raise her head, her voice was cold.
As I turned around, my wrist suddenly tightened. Lin Xun grabbed my sleeves, and the warmth from his fingertips came through the fabric. When our eyes met, the emotions surging in her eyes were like the undercurrents in a deep pool - I suddenly understood that behind those sharp questions, there was concern that had not been relieved for a long time.
After figuring this out, I slowly sat back down.
She looked more relaxed, her eyes fell on the teacup, and her tone returned to normal: "A few days ago, I went to the province to attend a private enterprise symposium. Guess who I met?"
Seeing my puzzled expression, she lowered her voice and spoke clearly: "Xiao Shen's father, Shen Hexu!"
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