Long reprint: The Road to Love Exchange, Chapter 50

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Chapter Fifty.
Da Gang stared at me, who was taller and bigger than him, for a moment, then chuckled, a rather frightening laugh. His eyes darted between my wife and me, a clear hint of smugness in them. I couldn't help but wonder what I'd said to make him so proud; he must really be drunk.

"You can go drink with my wife too. Not just drinking, you can do whatever you want, okay?"

Dan Hong lowered her head.

"Da Gang, let your sister-in-law choose for herself," Dan Hong said softly.

Da Gang glanced at his wife.

"Okay~~~" he suddenly drawled, "Let your sister-in-law choose for herself, whatever she says goes, okay?"

He patted my chest, which I quickly slapped away.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, the wife said softly, "Brother Dagang, I don't want to offend you, but I have to listen to my husband. How about this, either I drink a cup, or we share a sip. You choose."

Dagang was clearly struggling with this decision, but after thinking for a long time, he still didn't want to give up this opportunity to take advantage. "Okay, sister-in-law is a straightforward person, so let's have a sip."

With that, their arms intertwined, and Dagang drank it all in one gulp, while his wife took a small sip. As they separated, Dagang didn't forget to touch his wife's hand, and his eyes held a hint of lust, which made me furious.

After sitting down, my wife gave me a helpless, bitter smile. "Forget it, don't bother with such a boor. I've dealt with him, and I didn't lose anything."

"Dagang!"

Dagang stopped and turned around when he heard someone call him.

I saw my mother wiping her mouth with a tissue and slowly standing up from her chair.

"Aunt Huijuan, what's up?" Dagang was still quite polite to his mother.

"Dagang, we've been here for a few days now, and you haven't even offered me a toast."

Dagang was clearly taken aback, standing there somewhat bewildered with his glass in hand. When he finally came to his senses and tried to speak, his mother stopped him with a gesture.

"Xinyue was also very grateful to you yesterday; she toasted you too, so I'll toast you as well." His mother said, pouring herself a full glass of beer.

"Oh dear, Auntie, you're making me feel so bad! How can you toast me? Of course, I'll toast you!"

He said, hurrying back.

His mother smiled and said, "Danhong, come over here too. Let me have a drink with you two."

Danhong was also taken aback for a moment, but quickly and obediently picked up her glass and bottle and stood beside Dagang and his mother.

“Dagang, Danhong is a good girl. The first time I saw her, I thought she was a virtuous and good wife, and she's beautiful too. You really should treat her better. Don't boss her around all the time. I heard you're out there doing business, you should know the importance of family, right?”

“Yes, yes, Aunt is right.”

“You've seen the world, you should know that although the flowers at home may not smell as sweet as the wild ones, they are the ones you should protect the most. Managing your family well is more important than anything else. Stay home and don't even look at or think about those outside. Don't you agree?”

Dagang's expression was a little strange, but he could only say, “Yes, yes, Aunt is right.”

“As a person, you have to be dutiful. Do what you should do well, and resolutely don't do what you shouldn't do, otherwise you will be punished by society.”

Dagang's face was already not very good, but he couldn't show it in front of his elders.

"Alright, alright, I won't say any more. If I say too much, you'll all find this old woman annoying. I don't mean anything by it, I just sincerely hope you two are happy and fulfilled. Okay, the words are all in the wine. I'll drink mine, you can drink as you please."

Mom said, downing most of her glass of beer in one gulp.

I chuckled inwardly. You didn't just say the words in the wine, you clearly said everything.

Da Gang and Dan Hong didn't dare to drink as much as Mom, and quickly followed suit.

"Mom, your warning is a bit too obvious." I whispered in her ear.

"Hmph, I've said what I should and shouldn't have said. Keep a close eye on Xin Yue, there are hungry wolves eyeing her."

"Even if they're eyeing her, if any wolf dares to touch her, I'll turn into a tiger and bite them to death."

My son and I exchanged a glance, and simultaneously grinned with one corner of our mouths. Yes, we were both cunning.

After the banquet, we went back to our rooms to rest.

Thinking about leaving this troublesome place tomorrow morning, I felt a sudden, inexplicable sense of relief. But then I remembered what Danhong had said that afternoon, and my heart sank again. Normally, this is someone else's family matter, and I shouldn't interfere. I'm not the world's policeman, meddling everywhere. My energy is limited, so I'm struggling with this dilemma. If Danhong goes to Shanghai or the surrounding areas to work, I believe she can make a living with her abilities and looks. Sigh, I'll think about it for now. I'll talk to her again before I go back tomorrow.

My wife took her change of clothes and went out to shower.

"Do you want me to stand guard outside for you?" I asked.

"No need. You've had quite a bit to drink. Lie down for a while and have some tea. I

'll shower after I'm done." The bathroom was about ten meters away from our room. Oddly, it wasn't indoors, but outdoors. Although I could lock the door, I still felt a bit unsafe. A few days ago, when we first moved in, my wife would insist I stand guard outside even when she went to the toilet. Perhaps she's gotten used to it over time, and her vigilance has gradually faded.

I nodded, not wanting to think about it further, and continued to ponder my own thoughts.

My wife usually takes at least half an hour to shower at home, but the conditions here make her come out in just ten minutes each time. I even joked that if she lived here for a year or two, she could save a lot of water.

Sure enough, ten minutes later, my wife came into the room wearing that conservative-style nightgown.

"Okay, it's your turn to shower," my wife said, bringing me a change of clothes.

While showering, I was still thinking about what Danhong had said during the day. I didn't like Dagang because of childhood trauma, but actually, he had been quite polite to me these past few days. Although his explicit desire for my wife and the conversation about sex still made me dislike him, I still couldn't equate the person I saw with the one Danhong described.

Or even if what Danhong said was true, could I really just take his wife away from him like that? But Dagang's words and actions tonight made me slowly start to believe what Danhong said. Lustful, arrogant—that must be his true nature.

But even so, could I really take Danhong away?

I sighed deeply.

Lost in thought, I ended up taking a longer shower than my wife, so much so that when I got to the room I found her already asleep on her side with her back to me.

I wasn't sure if she was asleep, but I didn't wake her. There had been so much going on these past few days; everyone needed rest. So I took off my clothes and slowly climbed into bed.

Lost in thought, I too drifted off to sleep. In the middle of the night, I woke up needing to pee. I had indeed drunk a few too many drinks that night, some from others and some I had on my own.

I carefully got out of bed, afraid to use too much force because the bed frame seemed a bit sturdy and I didn't want to wake my wife. When I finally managed to get out of bed without making a sound, I found she wasn't there. I gave a wry smile to myself—all that effort for nothing. But then I wondered where she could have gone. Had she gone to the toilet too? But the past two nights she'd woken me up when she went to the toilet because she was scared. Did she not want to disturb me today, or had she gotten used to it?

I thought that was fine; maybe I'd see her on the way. With that thought, I left the room.

We slept in a lower-level room, located quite far inside. Unlike the other rooms, it hadn't been used as the dining area for the past few days. The toilet, which was also the shower room, was next to the opposite room, actually only about ten meters from our door. I looked there but didn't see the light I expected. Did she not turn on the light when she went to the toilet?

That didn't seem like her.

Suspicious, I walked to the toilet door, turned the handle, and opened it—nobody there! I first relieved myself by lifting the toilet seat, then stood there racking my brains. Where could my wife be, not in the room or the toilet in the middle of the night?

I left the toilet and stood on my way back to the side room, still unable to figure it out. Then I seemed to hear some faint sounds. The countryside night was very quiet. I held my breath and listened intently. What I heard startled me – it sounded like soft breathing. A very bad possibility immediately occurred to me, and I felt a surge of anxiety.

I was wide awake now. I carefully discerned the direction of the sound, and after several attempts, I pinpointed it to a side room to my right. It used to be a dining room. I tiptoed over. A window was slightly ajar. I slowly widened the crack and peeked through. When I saw what was inside, I gasped.

The angle wasn't good, but I could still see a short, stocky figure, a completely bald figure, vigorously swaying its large, round buttocks. It was Da Gang!

So the question arose: who was the woman in front of him? I desperately didn't want to face the reality I feared.

I widened the crack in the window again, and saw two feet peeking out from either side of Da Gang's body—clearly two women's white feet. The angle wasn't good. I desperately wanted to know who the woman was. I hoped it was Dan Hong, but if it was Dan Hong, where was my wife? I crouched down and moved forward along the corner of the wall, estimating that I was close enough, but when I looked up, every window was closed. Undeterred, I slowly stood up, searching for possible peepholes. I was convinced that rural housing couldn't be completely intact. Sure enough, I finally found a hole in a window, big enough for me to see what was inside. With a nervous heart, I peered inside, and in an instant, my eyes narrowed sharply—the woman lying beneath Da Gang was my wife!

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