After arriving at the underground parking garage, I followed Qin Xinmei and stopped in front of a red Ferrari.
I was surprised. This luxury car must cost at least 5 million yuan. Qin Xinmei is a rich woman.
Qin Xinmei opened the car door with her jade-like hand, her graceful body slipping into the car and sitting in the driver's seat. While fastening her seatbelt, she smiled at me and said, "Xiao Chen, get in the car. I'll take you to familiarize yourself with the surrounding area, and then we'll slowly look for your parents."
"Great! It's my first time back in China, and I've been wanting to travel around. But have I taken up too much of your time?" I felt a little embarrassed, as Qin Xinmei was being too kind to me, even though it was only our second time meeting.
As I sat in the car, a faint fragrance wafted into my nostrils. I saw Qin Xinmei sitting in the driver's seat, her figure graceful, her breasts full and round, her long, slender legs white as jade, without an ounce of excess fat, her high-heeled feet arousing endless fantasies.
"It's okay. It's Saturday. No matter how busy you are, you should take a break. Let's look for clues about your parents together. Consider it a good workout."
Qin Xinmei looked at me, and then when she saw me looking at her beautiful legs and feet, her fair and delicate face became slightly hot, and her fair legs couldn't help but tighten slightly.
Qin Xinmei didn't seem disgusted by my absent-minded staring at her beautiful legs. Perhaps it was because he was her son, and it was normal for him to look at his mother; it wouldn't hurt him.
After all, she is stunningly beautiful, with a perfect figure and face, especially her beautiful legs, which are as flawless as a model's, white as jade, and straight. If she wore a short skirt, she would surely captivate countless men.
However, Qin Xinmei felt a little shy. Although this brat didn't know he was her son, she was still a woman after all. What made her happiest was that her son didn't dislike her.
"That brat, he's still watching," Qin Xinmei couldn't help but mutter to herself.
"Thank you, Sister Qin."
I said sincerely, pulling my gaze away from Qin Xinmei's beautiful legs. If I looked any longer, my lower body would react more intensely, and I would be burning with desire.
"I'll still call you Chen Qing. Do you have a girlfriend?" Qin Xinmei asked as she drove her Ferrari down the road.
"No, everyone at school is a studious bunch, but quite a few people are in relationships too. I haven't met anyone I like yet."
I turned my gaze from the car window back to the stunningly beautiful Qin Xinmei.
"I'm just curious, you're so handsome, why don't you find one?" Qin Xinmei smiled inexplicably when she heard me say I didn't have a girlfriend.
"Studies come first, haha, Sister Qin, you're so pretty, you must have a lot of suitors."
I sincerely praised her, saying that Qin Xinmei was indeed stunning, with a noble temperament, cold and beautiful appearance, and an endless allure. She was a peerless beauty.
"Yes, I'm a woman with a daughter."
Qin Xinmei smiled and said that she was driving a Ferrari, her profile was exquisite, her nose was crystal clear, her neck was fair, and a small cleavage was exposed on her chest, which was very alluring. She rarely dressed like this, but she wore what she considered to be the most perfect clothes, including a pair of openwork silver high heels on her jade feet, just to leave a perfect and deep impression on me.
Qin Xinmei was naturally delighted when I said she was beautiful; her son's praise made her overjoyed.
She thought to herself, "Yes, you brat, you have an older sister now. When we recognize each other, let's see how surprised you are."
However, Qin Xinmei was a little worried. What if she said that she was my mother and then I didn't acknowledge her?
Will he reject her? Will he ask why she abandoned him in the first place?
He became an orphan.
Suddenly, a host of questions weighed on Qin Xinmei's mind, and she became anxious and uncertain.
"No way, Sister Qin, you look only around 28. You're young, beautiful, and have an elegant demeanor. Anyone who sees you will be captivated by your appearance."
I was telling the truth, looking at Qin Xinmei with surprise, I never expected that she had a daughter.
At the same time, I noticed that she looked a little unwell. When I was about to ask her what was wrong, Qin Xinmei's smile returned.
"You're so sweet-talking, are you lying to me when you say you don't have a girlfriend?" Qin Xinmei smiled and glanced at me, quickly putting aside her thoughts and calming down. She gripped the steering wheel and focused on driving.
She thought to herself, now is not the time to think about other things. The important thing is to get to know her son better. Once the mother and son recognize each other, things will naturally fall into place.
Qin Xinmei drove her Ferrari to the former site of the Ping'an Orphanage, which had been demolished and replaced by a large shopping mall. I sat in the passenger seat, feeling somewhat saddened, as the only clue to finding my parents had been lost.
It's been more than a decade since then. China has developed rapidly, and various constructions have sprung up at breakneck speed. It's normal for old city areas to be demolished.
Seeing my gloomy expression, Qin Xinmei felt a pang of heartache and thought to herself, "Child, just wait a little longer, and we'll be able to recognize each other."
"It's alright, there's plenty of time. I'll show you around."
Qin Xinmei couldn't help but reach out her delicate hand, which, with a faint fragrance, touched my head with boundless maternal love and tenderness.
I suddenly couldn't help but hold Qin Xinmei's delicate hand. Her small hand was fair, soft, and boneless, and a little cool. Holding her hand felt very comfortable. I quietly looked at her, and her gesture of reaching out to touch my head felt natural and warm. I could tell she was comforting me.
Qin Xinmei was startled when I held her hand, and forgot to pull her hand back. I just held it quietly like that, and the car was silent.
A minute later, a traffic policeman slowly walked over from a short distance ahead, but I didn't notice him.
"You brat, how long are you going to hold my hand? The traffic police are coming. If you don't leave, you'll get a fine."
Qin Xinmei's perfect face was slightly flushed, and her clear eyes looked at me with amusement.
"Sister Qin, I'm sorry, I lost my composure just now."
I quickly released Qin Xinmei's delicate hand, feeling a strange sensation in my heart. She felt so warm and welcoming, making me want to get closer to her.
Qin Xinmei drove off, her jade-like feet, encased in openwork silver high heels, pressed the accelerator. The Ferrari cruised through the city streets, her eyes shining with joy. It had been so many years since her son had shaken her hand for the first time.
I missed the chance to hold him, the time to teach him to babble, and every moment of his growth. I missed them all.
As Qin Xinmei drove the Ferrari, she couldn't help but think about these things. For a moment, she was speechless, and time seemed to stand still inside the car. Tears welled up in her clear eyes, and crystal tears streamed down her cheeks without her even noticing.
Although she manages a listed company and is seen as a perfect career woman with enough wealth to last ten lifetimes, her life is not perfect. It has too many flaws. Now, these sad things are welling up in her heart, as if a piece of her heart has been cut off, and she is in a dull pain.
"Sister Qin, I'm hungry. There's a Western restaurant up ahead. Let's grab something to eat first."
I saw Qin Xinmei crying. I don't know what happened, but I guess she suddenly remembered some unpleasant things.
I don't think now is the time to continue searching for clues about her parents. We need to find a place for Qin Xinmei to calm down. I remember when I first met her yesterday, she seemed capable, beautiful and elegant, cold as snow, with a cold and aloof temperament that made people afraid to approach her.
Qin Xinmei is suddenly shedding tears now, she must have remembered something painful.
"Uh-huh."
Qin Xinmei suddenly smiled, a smile as beautiful as a hundred flowers blooming, captivating all who beheld her. She turned to look at me and said, "I haven't cried in a long time. Do I look ugly now?"
She didn't explain anything, but saw a Western restaurant ahead, and slowly drove her Ferrari into the parking spot and stopped.
"A beautiful woman's tears are like a shower of stars falling from the sky, turning into fireflies on earth. This is something that can only be encountered once in a lifetime, so how can you say it's ugly?" I smiled. This wasn't a compliment. Whether it was the cold and capable Qin Xinmei or the Qin Xinmei with tears streaming down her face, she was an absolutely stunning beauty.
I found a pack of tissues in the car, took out a few sheets and handed them to Qin Xinmei.
"Wait one minute before getting off the bus."
Qin Xinmei took the tissue with her delicate hand, glanced at me, then gently wiped away her tears, turned her head to look at the traffic in the distance outside the window, probably not wanting me to see her lose her composure.