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Chapter 318 It's You? The Rebellious Qiao Simei (Please Subscribe!)
Lin Yuan, sitting in the middle, spoke with a slightly languid tone, his breathing still calm, "Our country practices monogamy, and I can't change my nationality, so I can only marry one of you two."

His gaze swept between Chang Xingyu and Xiang Nanfang.

Their exposed skin was flushed pink, and upon hearing this, they both tensed up instantly, turning to look at him simultaneously, not bothering to avoid Lin Yuan's burning gaze.

"You are both the people I most want to marry, and I can't bear to give up either of you." Lin Yuan's fingertips brushed against their burning cheeks. "But first, I have to ask you both, are you both willing to marry me?"

Chang Xingyu pursed his lips and nodded, while Xiang Nanfang softly hummed in agreement.

Lin Yuan paused for a moment, then continued, "In that case, whatever my decision is, none of you are allowed to throw a tantrum."

The two women had different expressions. Chang Xingyu clutched the corner of the blanket, feeling uneasy, while Xiang Nanfang lowered her eyes to hide her emotions, but both of them secretly looked expectant.

Lin Yuan said slowly, "I want to marry them one by one."

"One, marry one?" Chang Xingyu frowned, his tone uncertain.

Xiang Nanfang didn't speak, but her delicate eyebrows furrowed even more, and the doubt in her eyes seemed to be covered by a thin mist.

Lin Yuan held their soft, delicate hands and explained slowly, "For example, I'll marry Xingyu first, and then divorce her three or five years later. Then I'll marry Nanfang, and then divorce her a few years later. That way, you will both be my wives, and I will never marry anyone else in my life. I will only have you two as my wives."

Don’t worry about scarcity but inequality.

Although both women hoped to remain faithful to one man forever, given the current situation, this was the only compromise they could make.

Chang Xingyu looked down at their clasped hands, her knuckles gently stroking the back of Lin Yuan's hand. She knew that Lin Yuan was afraid of showing favoritism.

Xiang Nanfang slowly relaxed his furrowed brows, the mist in his eyes dissipated, revealing a helpless clarity.

At least, as his ex-wife and through the bond of their child, Lin Yuan can still have some contact with them from time to time. Even if they travel together and are photographed by paparazzi, the media will have nothing to say.

After all, it's perfectly normal for ex-husbands and ex-wives to travel with their children.

Chang Xingyu spoke first, his voice a little muffled: "Then... we need to agree on the time limit in advance, so as not to favor anyone later."

Based on the timeline of their acquaintance, Lin Yuan would naturally marry her first. Besides, Xiang Nanfang is three years younger than them.

Xiang Nanfang looked up and his gaze toward Lin Yuan became more serious: "And the children, no matter whose they are, they must be loved the same."

Seeing the resignation and expectation in their eyes, Lin Yuan tightened his grip on their hands, lowered his head, and kissed each of them on the cheek, his voice solemn yet tinged with amusement: "Mmm~"

He suddenly changed the subject, raising an eyebrow and saying, "Have you all rested well?"

Xiang Nanfang and Chang Xingyu seemed to be burned by these words, and hurriedly picked up the clothes scattered on the ground, wanting to 'escape' from the room immediately.

……

Time flies.

During the Spring Festival of 1990, Lin Yuan went to Yanjing.

It was the dead of winter in January, and Beijing was exceptionally cold. The snow was thick and crunchy underfoot.

Wenxue's home was warm and inviting.

Wen Xue poured Lin Yuan a cup of hot tea. Last October, she went back to visit him under the pretext of interviewing him, and she was still very happy to see him now.

Wen Ju'an did the same, happily sitting down next to Lin Yuan.

"Brother Lin Yuan, are you almost fully recovered now?"

Lin Yuan took a sip of hot tea and joked, "I'm much better now. I can do dozens of squats in one go."

Wen Ju'an pressed further, "Will you still be able to participate in sprint races in the future?"

Lin Yuan nodded: "I can definitely participate, but whether I can win the championship depends on how well I recover."

Wen Ju'an said confidently, "As long as I recover to about 70 or 80%, I'll definitely win the championship."

Lin Yuan teased her, "I remember when you were little, you didn't trust me this much."

"You're still bringing up things from when we were kids." Wen Ju'an pouted, swayed his body, and gently bumped into Lin Yuan.

As Lin Yuan recovered, Wen Ju'an gradually reverted to her spoiled and willful nature in front of him, knowing that he would definitely give in to her.

"You're not that much older," Lin Yuan smiled, then asked, "How's your studies going lately?"

"I...I'm alright," Wen Ju'an mumbled.

"What do you mean by 'not bad'?" Lin Yuan teased her deliberately. "Sanli was in the top ten in the class this time. Did you make the top ten?"

Wen Ju'an pouted defiantly: "Sanli gets tutoring from you every day, no wonder her grades are better than mine!"

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow: "You're wronging me. I don't tutor Sanli every day, but I can help you catch up on lessons every day since I'm here."

He tapped Wen Ju'an on the forehead. "If you don't listen carefully this time, I won't come to see you next time I'm in Yanjing."

"no!"

Wenxue then stood up: "You guys chat, I'll go cook."

After having lunch at Wen Xue's house, Lin Yuan spent some time helping Wen Ju'an review his lessons.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, he took a hot shower at Wenxue's house and left feeling warm all over. He still had to go back to Ma Suqin's place.

Lin Yuan's visit to Yanjing was not only to see the girls, but also to discuss sponsoring the Asian Games.

At home, Ma Suqin and He Qinghuan were busy preparing hot pot, and the room was filled with steam.

As soon as Lin Yuan entered the room, he picked up Youyou, who was playing alone in the living room, and teased the child for a while before asking Ma Suqin, "How much was the sponsorship fee for the Asian Games?"

Ma Suqin smiled helplessly: "Three million, US dollars."

"Contact the State Sports Commission and the Asian Games Organizing Committee tomorrow, and I'll go and talk to them."

“Okay,” Ma Suqin replied.

The 1990 Beijing Asian Games were only able to be organized thanks to fundraising efforts from various parties, so naturally, there was a strong desire to secure more sponsorship fees.

During the negotiations, Lin Yuan appealed to their emotions and reasoned with them.

He spoke of his own heartache as an Olympic champion who had to wear foreign brand clothing on the podium, and expressed his hope that Chinese athletes could wear domestic brand clothing on the international stage at this Asian Games.

Lin Yuan, known as the "Prince of Sports," won three Olympic gold medals in two Olympic Games. He is a symbol and treasure of Chinese sports, and enjoys extremely high popularity and influence.

His remarks did indeed prompt serious consideration from higher levels, who also recognized the importance of sponsorship by domestic enterprises. With the growing national self-confidence, the emergence of the Mengma brand could fill this gap.

Mengma Company was newly established and could not afford such a high cost, so it could only offer three million RMB. However, Lin Yuan was willing to personally contribute another five million RMB to the Asian Games.

Ultimately, Mengma secured the sponsorship rights for the Asian Games torch relay apparel, as well as the award ceremony uniforms for the Chinese team and the designated uniforms for Chinese and foreign journalists.

Securing the sponsorship rights was just the beginning for Lin Yuan and Mengma; a lot of concrete work still needed to be done, including clothing research and design, production organization, and coordination of details…

But at this moment, all of that was left behind. Lin Yuan, Ma Suqin, He Qinghuan, and the company's employees were celebrating in a lively atmosphere.

After the dinner party, Lin Yuan, Ma Suqin, and He Qinghuan returned home.

When Lin Yuan finished showering and returned to his room, the lights were already off.

He asked softly, "Is our son asleep? Why are all the lights off?"

Ma Suqin did not answer, as if she had fallen asleep.

Lin Yuan didn't turn on the light again. Using the dim light coming in from the window, he slipped into bed, habitually pulled her close, and began to measure Ma Suqin's size.

Lin Yuan wondered if it was just his imagination, but she seemed to have lost some weight, and her body seemed unusually tense, unlike her usual relaxed self.

Ma Suqin clenched her teeth, and after a long while, she couldn't help but let out a soft hum. Lin Yuan chuckled softly, "I thought you were asleep."

He rolled over and pressed himself against her, but inexplicably felt a slight hesitation. Just as he was about to reach for the light switch, the beauty beneath him whispered shyly, "No! Just like this!"

……

There were still many follow-up matters concerning Mengma, so Lin Yuan stayed in Yanjing for another month.

While helping with company affairs, he also spent time with Wen Xue and tutored Wen Ju'an before setting off back to Nanjing.

He rarely attends classes at Nanjing University anymore, only planning to take the exams in the last month.

Lin Yuan now lives in Shamao Lane. He handles the group's affairs during the day and spends most of his evenings at home tutoring Qiao Sanli.

Wu Xiulan was quite happy about this.

My son hasn't stayed at home for such a long time in a very long time.

It seems that after the car accident, he fully realized the importance of family.

Of course, he would also make time to spend with Chang Xingyu and Xiang Nanfang, but unfortunately, the two women seemed to have made a pact to be more wary, which kept his dream of 'sleeping together' from coming true.

July 7th was not Qixi Festival (Chinese Valentine's Day), but the first day of the National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao).

Lin Yuan escorted Qiao Sanli to the entrance of the examination hall.

Lin Yuan reached out and ruffled her hair. "Don't feel pressured. Our family has more options than just the college entrance exam. No matter how you do, I'll take care of you for the rest of your life."

Qiao Sanli's eyes curved into crescent moons: "So I handed in a blank paper?"

"If you dare hand in a blank paper, I'll spank you until your butt is a bloody mess." Lin Yuan deliberately put on a stern face.

Qiao Sanli laughed and said, "Is this your reward or my punishment?"

Lin Yuan pinched her cheek: "Stop joking around, let's go inside, the sun is quite strong."

"Brother, I'm going in." Qiao Sanli waved and ran into the examination room.

Anyway, ever since Lin Yuan was hospitalized, perhaps having figured out his weaknesses, Qiao Sanli has become more and more relaxed around him, and sometimes she even teases him like this.

After the college entrance examination, Lin Yuan planned to take Qiao Sanli to Yanjing again for a night trip, and then send her back after the results were released.

After arriving in Yanjing, Lin Yuan also invited Wen Ju'an. They spent several days playing in Yanjing. Suddenly, Fei Xiang asked someone to send Lin Yuan several concert tickets.

Fei Xiang became an instant national sensation after performing "A Fire in Winter" and "Hometown Clouds" on CCTV's Spring Festival Gala in 1987.

Coincidentally, Lin Yuan also participated in the Spring Festival Gala that year. There was also a national "Top Ten Athletes" award ceremony that year, and Lin Yuan was among them. It was at that time that the two began to get to know each other.

Neither of the girls had ever been to a concert before, so they found it very novel and Lin Yuan decided to take them to see it.

While waiting backstage, Lin Yuan, with his sharp eyes, pointed in a direction and said, "Isn't that the Four Beauties?"

Qiao Simei stopped attending school after graduating from junior high school. One reason was that Qiao Zuwang didn't want to support her, and another was that she herself didn't think she was cut out for school. Now she has been working in a binding factory for almost a year.

Qiao Sanli looked closely and couldn't help but exclaim, "It really is her!"

The three walked over, and Qiao Sanli called out, "Qiao Simei! What are you doing here?"

Qiao Simei turned her head, her face immediately lighting up with surprise: "What a coincidence! You're here to see Fei Xiang's concert too?"

Qiao Sanli frowned and asked, "Does your brother know you're here?"

Qiao Simei said matter-of-factly, "If my brother knew, he definitely wouldn't have let me come, but I left him a letter."

"That brother must be extremely worried!"

Lin Yuan patted Qiao Sanli on the shoulder: "She's already here. Even if we're going to take her back, it'll have to be after the concert." Lin Yuan then looked at Qiao Simei, "Did you come alone?"

Qiao Simei shook her head: "I came with my girlfriends."

"You guys are really bold," Lin Yuan remarked symbolically, though he wasn't surprised, since he knew the original plot.

"Come with us, I have front-row tickets that Fei Xiang gave me."

"Huh?" Qiao Simei's eyes widened. "Brother Lin Yuan, you know Brother Fei Xiang?"

Qiao Sanli scoffed from the side, "You call everyone 'brother,' where did you learn that from?"

"Mind your own business!" Qiao Simei retorted, then immediately turned to Lin Yuan, swaying her chest against his arm, and said in a sweet voice, "Brother Lin Yuan, can you take me to meet Brother Fei Xiang later? Please!"

……

After watching Fei Xiang's concert and chatting with him for a while, Lin Yuan took the three girls to a restaurant for dinner.

Qiao Simei ate the delicious food with gusto and exclaimed with satisfaction, "This trip to Yanjing was definitely worthwhile!"

Qiao Sanli glanced at her: "You came for nothing! Your brother must have been scared half to death!"

"It's so annoying! Why do you always nag me?"

Qiao Simei greatly admired Qiao Sanli.

She was so envious, to the point of being jealous.

“She really knows how to take care of you. You’re my sister’s sister. If it weren’t for that relationship, I might not have taken care of you today.” Lin Yuan changed the subject and comforted Qiao Sanli. “After we finish this meal, I’ll call home and have Mom tell Qiao Yicheng to rest assured that it’s not a big deal.”

Wen Ju'an ate his rice quietly, without uttering a single word.

Qiao Simei suddenly looked up at Lin Yuan: "Brother Lin Yuan, if the Shen family had a brother like you, I might really not have come back."

The Shen family she mentioned was the family in Suzhou who adopted her.

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "Who knows? The power of family ties is great. If our two families hadn't been separated by a wall back then, perhaps Sanli would never have come to my house."

"Brother Lin Yuan, why did you choose Sanli as your sister instead of me?"

This question had been on Qiao Simei's mind for a long time, and today she finally got the chance to ask it.

She was an extreme sucker for good looks, and she had imagined countless times how happy she would be if she could spend every day with Lin Yuan. Her life would be as sweet as honey.

Lin Yuan replied, "I didn't choose Sanli as my sister, but rather I chose Sanli herself."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Sanli's eyes lit up, and her face beamed with joy.

Qiao Simei shook her head, looking blank: "I don't understand."

She quickly changed the subject, put down her chopsticks, and walked to Lin Yuan's side with sparkling eyes: "Brother Lin Yuan, you just told Brother Fei Xiang that you want to start an entertainment company and recruit some actors and singers. Can you recruit me too?"

"Aren't you working at the bookbinding factory? Don't you want to quit?"

"What's the point of a binding factory? All you do is cut paper and bind things all day long, and you smell like ink all over your body. Brother Lin Yuan, smell it if you don't believe me." Qiao Simei stretched out her arm and offered it to Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan stepped back and laughed, "I couldn't smell it. But, can you sing or act? I didn't know you had these skills."

Qiao Simei raised her chin confidently and said, "I'm beautiful!"

Lin Yuan burst into laughter at her words.

"You're really shameless!" Qiao Sanli couldn't help but interject, gently patting Qiao Simei's arm.

"I'm serious! Brother Lin Yuan, am I not pretty?"

(End of this chapter)