An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 188 Loving Everything About Her

Huo Qingshan closed the door to the ward and looked up to see Meng's father and mother waiting at the corner of the corridor.

Huo Qingshan walked over calmly and greeted them, "Hello, Uncle and Aunt." His demeanor was neither humble nor arrogant.

Meng Zhengping's expression was displeased, and he turned his face to one side. His tone was anything but friendly as he spoke: "In what capacity are you greeting us now?"

"Yoyo's boyfriend."

Upon hearing the answer, Meng Zhengping glanced at him and then snorted coldly in disapproval.

Upon hearing this, Huo Qingshan frowned slightly, but quickly regained his previous calm demeanor.

Standing to the side, Hu Shulan nudged Meng Zhengping's arm, signaling him not to be so aggressive.

Meng Zhengping then turned his face completely towards him. "I have something to tell you."

Huo Qingshan nodded politely, "Okay."

Meng Zhengping turned around first, "Let's talk downstairs."

She had barely taken a step when someone grabbed her arm. Hu Shulan took the two bags of fruit from his hand and said with some concern, "Let's talk this out!"

Meng Zhengping replied, "Don't rush in yet. Wait outside for a while. Go in as soon as she leaves. That girl is incredibly cunning these days."

"understood."

……

The streetlights cast neat, oval-shaped pale yellow shadows on the ground, and tiny flying insects danced tirelessly around the light source.

Huo Qingshan sat on the same long wooden bench as last time, in the same spot, only the person next to him had changed.

After sitting down, Meng Zhengping didn't beat around the bush at all and spoke bluntly, "As Youyou's father, I don't approve of Youyou being with you."

It was a direct and uncompromising opposition.

"Can I know the reason?"

Meng Zhengping's tone was firm: "Do I need a reason? If I have to say something, I don't think you can give Youyou happiness."

Huo Qingshan calmly replied, "You don't understand me yet, and you have a prejudice against me."

Upon hearing this, Meng Zhengping took a deep look at the man sitting beside him. The man's profile was resolute and sharp, and his naturally cold and stern eyes and brows were deliberately concealed. However, he still inadvertently revealed his ambition to succeed. In a daze, Meng Zhengping seemed to return to eight years ago. He said in a daze, "You and your father are really alike, but I will not fall twice in the same place."

I personally ruined my sister's later life by letting her choose the person she supposedly liked; this is the thing I regret most in my life.

“And Youyou is my bottom line!” Meng Zhengping’s every word was filled with absolute certainty.

Huo Qingshan remained silent for a while before slowly speaking: "I don't know if, among your many concerns, one of them is that you suspect I want to use Youyou to take revenge on the Meng family, or even on my father."

The man spoke slowly and deliberately: "If there is one, I must tell you, I love her very much."

I know that simply stating "I'm sincere" might not be convincing. Especially not to you. Youyou once told me that her father spoiled her rotten from childhood, the kind of father who would pluck the moon from the sky for her.

So these past few days I've been thinking, if I had the chance to sit down and talk to you about this, what I could say to reassure you that you're entrusting your precious daughter to me. But even now, I haven't come up with a perfect explanation. Youyou always says I'm bad at talking, and I guess I really am not very good at it.

At this point, Huo Qingshan suddenly smiled, paused for a few seconds, and then blurted out, "Actually, I've liked her for a long time."

The topic changed a bit too quickly. Meng Zhengping glanced at Huo Qingshan in surprise, but didn't interrupt him. Instead, he let Huo Qingshan continue.

"I knew about her background when I first met her. She looks a lot like her aunt, so I was very wary of her at first and even showed some unusual hostility."

But as I got to know her better, I found myself uncontrollably drawn to her. At first, I thought it was just because she was very beautiful; she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.

"So during that time I hated myself. I felt like I had become like my father, falling in love with a pretty face and potentially betraying the beliefs I had upheld for so many years." Huo Qingshan said, shaking his head with a smile.

"Later, we went through many things together. During the time we went to the countryside to help the people, we met a high school girl who had dropped out of school..."

"..."

Huo Qingshan recounted, bit by bit, their journey of getting to know and love each other, explaining that he loved not only her beautiful and charming appearance but also her vibrant and passionate soul.

He loved her courage and kindness, her recklessness and domineering nature, her passionate and direct emotions, and her occasional hypocrisy. He was captivated by her radiant smile under the blazing sun and also won over by her stubborn tears. He was intensely moved by everything she possessed.

"...

After the training assessment, she used her foot injury as an excuse to invite me to see a movie, and I agreed without thinking.

But after agreeing, I... regretted it.

I still remember how I felt that night before I went to sleep. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I was so excited, like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

To paraphrase what Youyou later told me, that feeling was called an uncontrollable liking for her, a complete succumb to temptation.

At this point, Huo Qingshan smiled again, his eyes shining with a gentle yet bright light. "She always uses words very accurately; she's much better at speaking than I am."

“After I fell asleep, I dreamed of my mother. I dreamed that one night before she died, I accidentally witnessed her persistently asking my father—whether he married her because she saved his life or because of love? My father did not answer her question.”

In my dream, I saw my mother, who hadn't received the answer she wanted. When she turned around, her face was filled with an unconcealable sadness, just like in my memory. But she didn't cry; my mother has always been very strong.

I woke up with a start and sat up in bed. A deep sense of guilt overwhelmed me almost instantly. At that moment, I felt that if I continued to let myself like her, it would be a betrayal of my mother.

"Would she feel that the man she had loved her whole life had always had another woman in his heart, and that her only son had fallen in love with someone else in the end...?" Huo Qingshan stopped abruptly at this point.

The man slowly raised his head, looked at the moon in the sky, and after a few seconds, continued to ramble on: "Then I got out of bed and went outside for a run. When the sun came out, I went back to the dormitory and took a shower."

As I came out of the bathroom, two early-rising soldiers passed by me in the corridor after finishing their breakfast. They were chatting and saying that the steamed buns and dumplings in the canteen hadn't risen properly and were hard to chew.

At that moment, the first thought that popped into my head was—she definitely wouldn't like it even more.

So, I naturally surrendered. The process of this internal struggle was much simpler than I had imagined, so much so that now, when I recount it, it seems I can gloss over it.

When I first woke up from the dream, I thought I would struggle with this for a long time, and that I might even end up betraying her feelings. But that wasn't the case at all. To be honest, it was far beyond my expectations.

Just like... back then, I never imagined that Huo Qingshan would love her so much now.