Problem Wife 1

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Prologue

In Huangyang City, spring arrives early each year. As the saying goes, "Snow melts, a thousand mountains turn green outside the door;
flowers bloom along the riverbank in the clear February sunshine." In Huangyang, after the Lantern Festival, pale yellow buds begin to open on the forsythia branches by Huangyang Lake. The
lingering Huangyang doesn't experience much snow in winter. Due to the obstruction of layers of high-rise buildings, the verdant
mountains are difficult for residents to see. The early spring green is concentrated on the lawns of residential areas. The meticulously manicured
lawns, like green skirts, peek through the elegant Slavic-style iron fences—this is the
"green permeation" that the Huangyang municipal government and its residents are so proud of.

The vitality of spring seeps through the gaps in the iron fences; upon reflection, this metaphor seems
ancient. It represents the spring colors that cannot be contained, the red apricot blossoms that want to peek over the wall.

Anya Residential Area isn't famous for its high-end apartments;
compared to other residential areas boasting numerous villas and mansions, Anya is simply an ordinary residential area comprised of about twenty six-story apartment buildings. Anya's
fame stems from its green spaces and its fences. Anya was one of the first to introduce European-style lawns. Its
transparent fences are elegant and imposing, their tips resembling the spears of a royal guard, with
lights spaced at intervals, much like the storm lamps on the carriages of 18th-century European royalty.

Every morning around ten o'clock, a retired elderly man, known as Teacher Wu, would walk his dog in front of the lawns of Anya Residential Area
. Though called an elderly man, he was only in his early sixties, his posture
still as straight and robust as the fence itself. Teacher Wu was a soldier, a man of swift and decisive action, destined
for greatness on the battlefield, but tragically, he only became a teacher at a military academy, his life wasted. Teacher Wu
loves dogs. Tracing back to their origins, dogs were used for hunting, and the hunting grounds are similar to battlefields. The owner's lingering
ambitions are hidden in this hobby of raising and walking dogs. The elderly owner walks a young Shar Pei,
a robust dog with a wrinkled face, mirroring its owner's features, signifying its
unwavering loyalty.

In Anya Community, Building 9 is one of the five buildings fortunate enough to be near the front lawn. Mrs. Cai, who lives in Unit 3,
Apartment sits on her balcony to sunbathe every morning before 10:00 AM. Mrs. Cai
divorced her husband years ago and raised her only daughter alone with great hardship. After her daughter married and went abroad with her son-in-law,
Mrs. Cai was left alone in an empty nest. Alone and lonely, she adopted
a small female dog for companionship. The little dog, named Beibei, was a docile-looking puppy, short and
stocky , yet always impeccably clean. After grooming, it would stand with its owner on the river-viewing tower.
Mrs. Cai lived on the second floor, with a panoramic view of the lawn. Whenever Mr. Wu and his Shar-Pei
appeared on the lawn, Mrs. Cai would lead Beibei downstairs.

The wind outside was quite cool, but Mrs. Cai kept her wool coat open, revealing her leather vest underneath.
The vest was openwork and printed, the floral patterns clustered together, the openwork seemingly floating,
revealing glimpses of something, exuding a hazy beauty. Complementing the owner's vest was Beibei's woolen
vest, hand-knitted by Mrs. Cai herself, with yellow and green trim, gold and silver accents, showcasing her excellent needlework skills
.

As soon as Mrs. Cai and Beibei appeared on the lawn, they immediately caught the Shar-Pei's attention. The Shar-Pei
, unable to walk any further, stopped, craning its neck to gaze at Beibei. Teacher Wu, feeling this was impolite
, sternly reprimanded, "Hey, let's go!—"

Under that shout, the Shar-Pei reluctantly followed its owner, walking slowly and hesitantly.
Mrs. Cai and Beibei, on the other hand, were very reserved, heads held high, walking straight ahead, seemingly
oblivious to the Shar-Pei and its owner.

You go that way, I come this way, seemingly going our separate ways, but the square perimeter of the lawn
is continuous. Walking along the edge, Mrs. Cai and Teacher Wu met. Life is full of unexpected encounters; upon meeting,
Teacher Wu politely nodded, and Mrs. Cai, of course, nodded back. The nods were measured
and restrained.

Teacher Wu immediately noticed the other's radiance; in his memory, that radiance seemed different every time he saw her
. The dazzling sights were blinding, but Mr. Wu only let the brilliance dazzle him for a moment before closing his eyes.

Mrs. Cai loved the way Mr. Wu looked with his eyes closed. With his eyes closed, Mr. Wu's face appeared honest
and reliable. For a woman, what could be more reliable and precious than a man's honesty? Mr. Wu's
shaved cheeks and chin were a deep blue, like iron, like steel, and Mrs. Cai felt a sense of hardness when she looked at him. That
hardness, however, inexplicably made Mrs. Cai feel weak.

Like Mr. Wu, Mrs. Cai's observation was only for a moment. When Mr. Wu opened his eyes,
Mrs. Cai's gaze had already casually shifted away. She did just the right thing, never overstepping her bounds.

Shar-Peis and Beibei were different; they were creatures of strong emotions, inevitably acting impulsively. As soon as Shar-Peis saw Beibei, it
immediately jumped and swaggered, whimpering and constantly whispering sweet nothings. Beibei, on the other hand, tilted its head innocently, gently
wagging its little tail. A moment later, their emotions overflowed, and they sniffed each other's wet noses, licking each other's
lips and ears. Mrs.

Cai couldn't help but want to laugh, but instead let out a drawn-out, reproachful sound, "Beibei—"

Teacher Wu should also respond, so she forced out a stern "Hmm?—"

Beibei remained unmoved, merely glancing up at her mistress before continuing to whisper sweet nothings to her lover. Meanwhile, Shar-Peis
had somehow circled behind Beibei, sniffing under its little tail a few times, before suddenly leaping up and
straddling Beibei's back with an air of superiority. Mrs. Cai was startled and instinctively tugged at the rope in her hand, but Beibei,
weak powerless, had already fallen to the ground.

Teacher Wu had always been lenient with Shar-Peis, so she had no rope to pull on and could only try to persuade it.

While the two owners were at a loss, Beibei had already gotten up from the ground, broken free of the rope from Mrs. Cai's
grasp , and ran off, shouting and jumping. Shar-Peis yelled and jumped, chasing
after . Shar-Peis, taking advantage of her strength, attacked, and Beibei, half-heartedly resisting, completed the deed right under her owner's nose.

Afterward, Shar-Peis ran back to Teacher Wu, swaying back and forth, looking smug. Beibei, on the other hand...
whimpering softly, it slowly nestled at Mrs. Cai's feet, self-pityingly licking its ruffled fur.

"Look at you, can't you control your Shar-Pei!"

Mrs. Cai's voice was loud, clearly an argument.

"Can you? Can you blame me? It's your Beibei who's being nosy,"

Mr. Wu replied, his embarrassment making him even more earnest.

...

Both owners were regulars at walking their dogs, so arguments were inevitable. Mrs. Cai enjoyed these arguments
. Her tone and expression were fierce, but she felt a strange pleasure inside.

While they were bickering, Mr. Wu's wife came out. "Old Wu—," the woman called to
her husband from afar.

Mrs. Cai suddenly felt wronged; a gust of wind blew, and her eyes inexplicably welled up with tears.

Mr. Wu felt even more helpless. He was about to leave with the Shar-Pei when the dog suddenly snorted in the wind,
barked loudly, and then took off running wildly into the distance. Beibei also barked and chased after it, like
a colorful cloud the moon. The two dogs ran straight to Building 9, which was near the lawn, and barked incessantly around the window of Unit 3, Floor 1.

Mr. Wu went first to discipline his Shar-Pei. The dog was so arrogant that it jumped onto
the windowsill. Mrs. Cai followed, trying to pick up her dog, Beibei. Beibei, overestimating its abilities, stretched out its four short legs and tried
to climb onto the windowsill as well. When Mr. Wu shooed the Shar-Pei down, the dog became unusually fierce, its large chin raised forward,
sharp teeth bared, and its voice almost a roar.

Seeing that the dog wouldn't come down from the windowsill, Mr. Wu kept yelling, "Rebellious! Rebellious! How dare you disobey?"

Mrs. Cai, by this time, held Beibei in her arms, stroking its curly fur. Although Beibei
had withdrawn from the competition, it didn't stop supporting the Shar-Pei, barking until Mrs. Cai turned her head away, shaking her head repeatedly.
Mrs. Cai
stood quietly, watching Mr. Wu call to the Shar Pei at the window, her expression a mixture of contemplation and a smile.

The Shar Pei wouldn't come down, so Mr. Wu had to climb up. The protruding windowsill wasn't wide, and the iron railing was
flush against the window, making it difficult to grab. Although Mr. Wu was a soldier, he was getting on in years, and
it took him a while to pull himself up, then stick his head out the window and gasp for breath. Before
he could , he exclaimed, "Stinky!—" and immediately covered his mouth and nose with one hand.

Mrs. Cai also noticed the stench. It was a strange stench, like rotten eggs or decaying
fish and shrimp. Mrs. Wu was now at the window, repeatedly saying, "Stinky, why aren't you coming down? Stinky, why aren't you
coming down ?" Mrs. Cai replied, "Stinky, why aren't you looking? Stinky, just look!"

As Mrs. Cai said this, she was clearly smiling. His lips stretched wider, but his eyes remained gloomy,
deep as an ancient pool.

Mr. Wu suddenly felt cold and instinctively shivered.

The two dogs barked even more fiercely.

The busybodies in the yard gathered around, some echoing "Stinky," others urging, "It's
stinking from inside the window, come and see!"

Mr. Wu displayed a soldier's resolve, resolutely stretching out his hands to grab the two iron railings,
then peering inside. Although it was broad daylight, the curtains were drawn tightly, making it difficult to see.

"What do you see?" Mrs. Cai asked.

"I can't see—" The moment Mr. Wu opened his mouth to answer, the stench assaulted his senses, almost
suffocating .

The stench was brought by a gust of wind; the aluminum alloy window wasn't fully closed, and the curtains swayed as if
alive . The stench irritated the Shar-Pei, which barked incessantly, its eyes fixed intently on Mr.
Wu, as if discussing a crucial issue.

Yes, a crucial issue, Mr. Wu realized as well. He bravely faced the stench, maneuvering
the aluminum window sash through the gaps in the iron railings, then pulling the curtains to the side as far as he could. The curtains
were made of a heavy fabric, and the iron railings didn't allow him much room to move, but Mr. Wu still
managed to glimpse a corner of the room through the gaps. The first thing he saw was the marks on the floor, somewhat like
asphalt spilled by road workers—faded, thin, meandering, and then settling on the pale yellow wooden floor.
The second thing he saw was the disheveled bedsheet, like a crumpled piece of paper carelessly tossed aside. The third thing
—a person! Like a flash of intense white light, Mr. Wu saw clearly: lying face down was a naked male corpse.

Mr. Wu's hand slipped, and he slid off the windowsill.

"Something's happened! Something's happened!" Mr. Wu couldn't help but feel tense.

“Hehe,” Mrs. Cai chuckled calmly, “I knew it, something bad was bound to happen sooner or later. I knew it, something bad
was bound to happen sooner or later—”

At that moment, there was a mysterious, unsettling quality to Mrs. Cai’s expression. When Teacher Wu looked at her
, she closed her eyes, as if looking at something through her own eyelids, her lips moving incessantly,
as if were muttering to herself.

Teacher Wu suddenly felt that Mrs. Cai had a touch of witchcraft about her.

While Teacher Wu was observing Mrs. Cai, everyone was already busy. Some climbed onto the windowsill to
verify Teacher Wu’s discovery, while others went to find a phone to call the police immediately. A few minutes later, sirens blared, the scene
was immediately cordoned off, and the onlookers were asked to leave. Only Teacher Wu and Mrs. Cai were kept by the criminal police for
questioning.

A few days later, various versions of the rumors about this incident circulated in Huangyang City. The strangest of them all was that a man’s corpse had been found in a residence in
Anya Community. The man's abdomen had been ripped open by someone's hand,
and blood had drained from the wound. The killer's finger was severed inside—yes, a finger, thick and
long, indicating the killer was likely tall and large.

Of course, that finger was crucial evidence, used for fingerprints and analysis. However, the finger was
completely covered by a thick layer of clotted blood, resembling grease, asphalt, and rust-preventive paint. No, it
wasn't covered; it was fused together, fused into one piece.

The police painstakingly cleaned away the bloodstains, only to discover that it was a strangely shaped piece of jade.

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