Foolish wife and stupid husband

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I knew my writing had reached its limit; it would be difficult to depict my feelings at that moment with greater detail. Seeing Xiaomei's vaginal opening, from her labia majora to her labia minora, slick with Xie Ming's semen, pooling everywhere, animated images flashed through my mind. I imagined countless sperm swimming joyfully deep within Xiaomei's vagina, one of the most vigorous and daring sperm sprinting at breakneck speed, crashing into the large, colorful ball released from Xiaomei's uterus and immediately merging with it…

Xiaomei's moans continued. Xie Ming's penis drooped slightly, its slick, glistening member wet from base to tip, two thin threads still lingering at Xiaomei's vaginal opening. Then, he turned to me and asked, "Brother Xu, are you going to get on top?"

I hesitated, glancing at Xiaomei. Her eyes were closed, still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, seemingly oblivious to everything. I could only shake my head.

Xie Ming leaned down again, and while his penis was still recovering, showered Xiao Mei with kisses—on her face, lips, neck, breasts… kissing almost her entire body.

Then, he slipped between Xiao Mei's thighs again, tentatively probing her vagina with a few fingers, rubbing the vaginal walls in circles, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily. His other hand worked in perfect harmony, constantly kneading her clitoris, which had become erect like a nipple after her orgasm. More semen flowed onto the sheets.

Only then did I truly feel ashamed. It turned out that Xie Ming's aftercare was also so attentive; no wonder Xiao Mei always said I should learn from his attitude.

Under his attentive "service," Xiaomei's body trembled uncontrollably once again. Her face flushed with desire, her eyes stared blankly at me, her lips parted slightly, revealing her small tongue pressed between her teeth. Her thighs seemed to have nowhere to go, and she could only bend her knees and straighten them repeatedly. One of her small hands tugged at her two swollen and purplish-red nipples without any restraint, while her other hand rested on her ear, her fingers caressing her beautiful face in a daze.

"Brother Xie Ming, oh... oh... I... I think... I really can't take it anymore..." Under his perfectly skillful finger techniques, Xiao Mei finally reached the limit of collapse after saying this. Her face was flushed, her eyes were intoxicated with lust, and she was completely oblivious to everything. "Come on, fuck me to death, my dear husband, you are my dear husband... oh, ah... ah..."

Her hysterical screams were tinged with a self-destructive and husband-torturing emotion. "My husband... is not even a tenth as good as yours... He is a waste... fuck me to death... fuck me to death again... let my husband learn properly... half a month with you... is better than six years with him..."

I was stunned for a moment, my hands trembling as I pressed down on Xiao Mei. "Mei Xue, you have sex with him. I am not as good as him. Let him fuck you to death... let him plant his seed, get pregnant with his child... don't worry about me... really, don't worry about me..." My screams eventually turned into murmurs until tears dripped onto Xiao Mei's face, and only then did she and I regain a little sense. At this moment, Xie Ming's penis was once again deeply inserted into Xiao Mei's vagina.

"I'm sorry, husband, I was just... crazy... come on... I'm sorry, I don't know what happened to me, what did I say?!" Xiao Mei leaned back and kissed me, "Husband, husband! You are my husband! I was so shameless just now..."

I finally cried. Xiao Mei broke free from his penetration and hugged me tightly, "I'm sorry, husband, you must hate me, I was wrong. What I said just now wasn't the truth, I love you. Waaah..." Xiao Mei must have regretted it to the extreme, her arms wrapped around me so tightly that I could hardly breathe.

"Mei, my little Mei, my beloved wife, I'm so glad you experienced a true climax... I'm so sorry I haven't given you this before. I know you've always loved me, really. I hope you continue to enjoy it, my little darling, okay?"

Mei, her eyes still brimming with tears, asked me, "You won't blame me

, will you?" "I won't blame you. Didn't I say that from now until your husband leaves, you are his wife?"

"No, I am both your wives." Mei's voice had never been so sweet and coquettish before.

No, Mei had said that before, but after I teased her, she never did it again.

It's strange, but before, when Mei spoke like that, I really felt awkward. But now, for some reason, I feel she should be this sweet and coquettish; the sweeter she is, the more I like it. Tell me, isn't this man a strange thing?

"Okay, let's share your body together."

"And love." Mei squinted her eyes, surrendered herself to his embrace again, and winked at me.

Then, willingly, I lifted Xiaomei's jade-like legs and asked Xie Ming to ravage her to his heart's content.

That night, the three of us went wild with lust to the extreme.

The next day, when I came out of my house, I bumped into He Guocai from across the hall. He studied my expression and asked, "Xiaomei's back?"

I nodded, unsure how to explain Xie Ming's situation to him, when Xiaomei, half-naked, opened the door behind me and handed me my phone.

He Guocai happened to see Xiaomei's exposed shoulders, and his eyes widened instantly.

Xiaomei blushed, remained silent, quickly glanced at He Guocai, and then lowered her head and shrank back.

It took He Guocai a while to recover his composure, and he held my hand, smiling but saying nothing.

In the morning, I went with him to his company to meet the employees of the new company I was about to join.

To be honest, I didn't expect his company to be so well-organized, with about fifteen or sixteen people. To use a common saying, it's small but complete.

Then I rushed back to the company and typed out my resignation letter in five minutes. When I finally handed the resignation letter to Mr. Xie, his expression wasn't the surprise I expected; it was very calm, as if he had long anticipated this day.

Mr. Xie wasn't tall, and his voice was very soft. His appearance was quite ordinary; his only distinctive feature was his very light eyebrows, so light that they were almost invisible up close. What I couldn't stand most from their private discussions was that he wore a wig when he went out to prostitutes. I was utterly disgusted by him.

"Are you really decided?"

"Yes."

"Think about it some more. You're a talented person."

"Forget it."

"I know you're angry with me, but… you don't know my true opinion of you."

"Hmm." I was a little impatient.

"Sigh, young people these days... they're too impatient."

"Can you approve it today?"

"Okay. I'll approve it now, but... there's something I need to say. If I wait until after I approve it, it might be too cruel for you. I'll tell you now." "

I'm all ears." "

I just submitted a report last week, recommending that head office promote you to vice president, replacing Vice President Li who's about to take up a position at the branch office."

My hand trembled slightly.

He slowly put down his pen, tapping me with his thick finger. "Take this report back immediately. I'll pretend this never happened."

I knew that although he usually acted like a jovial man, when he spoke with this expression, he probably wasn't lying.

"Why? Li Dapao, Zhang Lao Er, didn't they all say they...? Didn't you say you...?"

"How can their rumors, spread in private, be accurate?! As for me?! That's a joke. They're just there to play games with me; they have no real skills. The two of them combined aren't even as good as you. I may have been a bit harsh on you, but normally we don't talk much—we're not on the same wavelength. However, that doesn't affect my opinion and assessment of your abilities!"

"To be honest, this past year, I haven't given you any extra responsibility, and I even took some of your business away. Firstly, I wanted to see how you were doing, and secondly... I did want to promote Da Pao and Lao Er, but after trying them out, they really weren't up to the task. I also want to have a place to collect my retirement pension. As for you, I've been observing you all along. You've handled every little task I gave you exceptionally well. If there were two more people like you in the company, I could completely relax and have some fun. Alright, get ready. This afternoon, Vice President Sun from head office will talk to you."
I nodded, feeling dizzy, and prepared to get up. Suddenly, I remembered the fraudulently issued guarantee, and my heart tightened. When I stood up, I swayed slightly.

President Xie just smiled at me. Only then did I realize that I had been somewhat extreme in the past. This old man, who indulged in drinking, gambling, and womanizing, was actually quite fair and objective.

I excused myself to run errands and left the company building, my mind still a mess. Hesitantly, I called Xiao Mei and asked her to meet me at a coffee shop.

After I explained the whole story to Xiaomei, her eyes widened, and she angrily questioned me, "Are you crazy or stupid? How could you do such a thing? Did you think about the possibility of something going wrong? You'll be legally responsible! Don't you know that?!" I argued that there wouldn't be any possibility of something going wrong. Xiaomei shook her head and said, "How can there be no possibility of something going wrong with a letter of credit?

What if the other party colludes with He Guocai to defraud you of your guarantee deposit? What if He Guocai gets into trouble? What if the market suddenly changes and prices plummet, and He Guocai does the math and finds it's not worth it, and he doesn't pay? What if the issuing bank has problems? How could you be so foolish?!"

I was filled with regret: "I was really out of my mind at the time. That General Manager Xie was strange too. He wanted to promote me to vice president, but the year-end bonus he gave me was so small. I was furious at the time and had no choice but to leave. I thought, if I went to work for him, and he made me general manager, of course I would share his fate and bear some of his risks..."

"Don't you calculate bonuses based on performance? You did less last year, so of course you got less. Besides, he might not have made up his mind yet, or maybe he was just trying to comfort those two guys who really wanted the job but didn't get it. Aren't your total bonuses fixed? Anything is possible. Anyway, it's all in the past. Now, I'm telling you, wherever you go, you must find a way to withdraw that guarantee. Even if your company finds out, as long as no losses are caused, you won't be legally liable; at most, you'll be considered to have violated company rules."

"But what about He Guocai...?"

"What do you mean by taking on his risk? If something goes wrong, the risk is entirely yours. Can you still control him? The fact that he tricked you into doing this proves he's dishonest. He's utterly unethical!" "

But what about the company? What can I say!"

"Has He Guocai's letter of credit been opened?"

"Not yet. The negotiation terms have only been sent to the other party. If the African side accepts, it will be opened. It should be in the next day or two."

"Is it possible it will be today?"

"Oh... I can't rule out that possibility. For example, this afternoon, he called He Guocai to accept the terms of the negotiation, and then He Guocai immediately sent someone to open..."

"Which African country? What's the time

difference?" "East Africa, it's... exactly four, no, it's..."

"What time is it there now?"

I looked at my watch. "It should be seven o'clock in the morning."

Xiaomei lowered her head and thought for a while, then said resolutely, "You should just admit to the company leaders that you took it upon yourself to apply for a guarantee for a small company to help a friend, and then you realized it was wrong, regretted it, and now you want to withdraw. This matter must be resolved today! Even if you don't get promoted to vice president, even if you get fired, it doesn't matter. I didn't expect you to make a lot of money anyway, just enough to make a living."

I looked at Xiaomei, as if I didn't recognize her. I didn't expect my wife to have this side to her.

"There's one more thing I need to tell you, but I haven't told you yet." As Xiaomei spoke, she suddenly blushed.

"What's wrong?"

"Xie Ming has called and notified the housing bank that he won't sell the house through them. He's decided to give it to us."

"What?! Why? His house is worth at least eight or nine hundred thousand!"

"Because...because...if I get his child, he'll have paid for it and done his best..."

"I see...I see!" I looked at Xiaomei's slender waist and felt a pang of jealousy again.

"I think I might be pregnant last night...Honey, do you hate me?"

On this sunny afternoon, looking at my beautiful, tender, and loving wife, although I was filled with intense jealousy, I couldn't feel any hatred.

"I don't hate you. Of course, I'll raise your child with you. I wonder if Bingbing will have a younger brother or a younger sister."

"I think it's probably a daughter. He's a bit effeminate, maybe a bit too yin."

Xiaomei half-leans on the table, blushing as she looks at me for a while, then tilts her head and says, "If it really is a daughter, she'll be yours in the future. That'll even things out. Okay?"

I'm puzzled and ask, "What do you mean?"

Xiaomei kicks me under the table, "It's not something nice

, I was just joking. If you don't understand, that's fine." Xiaomei and I discuss it for a while, and then Xiaomei calls President Xie and asks him to come out in the afternoon. President Xie hesitates on the phone, asking if it's important. Xiaomei says it's very important and that he absolutely must come out.

President Xie has no choice but to agree.

Half an hour later, President Xie arrives.

"I'm Xu Fang's wife, my name is Mei Xue." Xiaomei doesn't wait for me to introduce her, but extends her hand and shakes President Xie's hand with a smile.

Seeing my ashen face and silent shrank-to-the-side, Mr. Xie was also bewildered. He could only smile and exchange a few pleasantries with Xiao Mei before turning apologetically to her, saying, "I'm sorry, I have a meeting later. Xu Fang also needs to meet with our vice president this afternoon, the time is set for 2 PM. Is it possible that Xu didn't listen to you? If there's anything, just say it, I'll stand up for you." He finished speaking with a smile, then his expression turned serious, his lips pursed.

I noticed that when Xiao Mei smiled sweetly at him, Mr. Xie's eyes involuntarily twitched. These days, perhaps due to her daily affairs and the increased secretion of estrogen, Xiao Mei's skin was increasingly smooth and delicate, making her look only twenty-three or twenty-four years old, not at all out of place compared to Mei Ning.

Xiao Mei turned to me and said, "Xiao Xu, your boss has important business this afternoon. Why don't you call a car for President Xie and wait there? I'll get straight to the point, just five minutes, okay, President Xie?"

With a look of half shyness and half teasing from Xiao Mei, President Xie's face turned red and flushed. I didn't say anything more and quickly ran away.

About half an hour later, Xiaomei called me on her cell phone. "I'm in the restroom right now. President Xie said you should go back and prepare for your meeting with the leader this afternoon. Then contact the bank immediately and find a section chief surnamed Zhang, who's his buddy. If He Guocai's company wants to open a certificate of exchange, tell him not to open it yet, and then you can submit a cancellation notice." "

...So he also wants me to talk to the vice president?"

Xiaomei laughed smugly on the other end of the phone. "With my wife on the case, one is worth two."

"What did you say to him? Isn't he still busy this afternoon? Should I have the car wait?"

"No need... What could be more important than picking up girls? Hehe."

"What? That won't do! He's a lecherous old man! I don't agree!" My mind went blank, and my anger towards him resurfaced, burning like wildfire! In my anger, my voice changed.

"I told you, if you can help us forgive Xiao Xu for this mistake, you'll be our benefactor... We wouldn't even dare to dream of promoting him to vice president. Of course, if you can forgive and forget and give our Xiao Xu another chance, give him more responsibility, we'll never be too much of a reward. Whatever you ask for, just say it, I'll agree to it... Hey, are you angry? You can't stand it when he sleeps with your boss, can you?" "He's a lecherous old man. I've heard those bastards talking about him. He once slept with a prostitute for ten whole hours. You... you can't stand it!"

After saying this, contrary to my anger and mental reaction, my penis became hard again.

Only one imagined scene flashed through my mind: Mr. Xie, with a wicked, lewd grin, his rough, yellowed fingers trembling as he touched Xiaomei's delicate, firm nipples. Xiaomei, blushing with shyness, writhed beneath him, her smile a seductive allure that even her husband had never experienced, yearning for his violent, sadistic advances…

After dinner, the three of us sat on the sofa watching TV. Xiaomei leaned against me, stretching her feet into Xie Ming's lap, constantly peeling sunflower seeds, giving me a seed here and there, then slipping one to Xie Ming. Xiao Xie took off Xiaomei's socks, gently stroking her smooth, small feet. Sometimes he would run his hand up her calves, and Xiaomei, of course, let him do as he pleased.

After watching two TV dramas, Xiaomei turned to me and said, "In a couple of days, we'll sell this house and move to Xiaoxie's place. His place is bigger, the environment is better, and the lighting is much better than here. What do you think?"

"As for He Guocai, I'll have to give him an explanation sooner or later. Sigh."

Xiaomei leaned on my shoulder, whispered in my ear, "You don't need to worry about it. I'll give him an explanation."

Xiaoxie was curious and tugged at Xiaomei, asking, "Wife, what are you discussing with him? Who is He Guocai?"

"A friend, nothing to do with you. You go back to your room first, I'll go back in a bit."

"What about him?" Xiaoxie asked, pointing at me.

"Him?" Xiaomei rolled her eyes. "He should also greet his pretty little sister-in-law. She's getting married in a couple of days, shouldn't he hurry up?"

I nodded involuntarily. Deep down, I cared more about Meixue now. Even if I had to watch from the sidelines, I wouldn't want to leave her side for a second. That mixed feeling, after yesterday's intoxicating cuckoldry game, could only be described as extreme pain and extreme pleasure.

After Xiaoxie left, Xiaomei said, "Don't mention He Guocai in front of him, understand?"

Then she carefully glanced at the bedroom door before whispering in my ear, "I mean, let him rape me once, and then I'll use that as an excuse, and he won't be able to do anything about it."

"Rape you?"

I looked at Xiaomei and suddenly realized that I had always treated her like a silly, foolish wife. It was ridiculous.

Actually, I was the fool.

(XII) Wife Swapping and Wife Offering

Later that evening, before leaving, I contacted Mei Ning and asked to meet her that night. Mei Ning readily agreed, saying in a dreamy tone, "Tonight marks the seventh anniversary of our meeting." It

was then that I realized that this very night seven years ago was the first time I met the Mei Ning and Mei Xue sisters. Not only did Mei Ning remember this date, but Mei Xue had also commemorated it five times during our six years together.

Mei Ning's voice was intoxicating, brimming with passionate love: "Tonight, I want to tell you my final decision."

When Mei Xue, blushing, embraced Xie Ming and entered the bedroom, gently waving goodbye, I hesitated, opened my mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

Xiaomei stared at me for a moment. From her eyes, I seemed to sense that she, who had always been so attentive, hadn't forgotten the significance of this day despite her recent infatuation. However, it was rather ridiculous that we were reminiscing about our seven-year relationship in this decadent and dissolute atmosphere.

I sat dumbfounded on the sofa, hearing the faint laughter coming from the inner room. I felt in my heart that the edifice of my marriage with Xiaomei was completely crumbling.

Five or six minutes later, the phone rang again. I looked at the number; it was Mei Ning calling.

The bedroom door opened a crack, revealing half of Xie Ming's face: "Brother Xu, Xiao Mei asked me to ask you why you haven't left yet?"
"Hmm, I'm leaving right away."

"Xiao Mei's already naked and waiting for me in bed. She's giving you two minutes; disappear immediately."

"Are you guys in such a hurry to get to the crematorium?"

"Brother Xu, don't linger there. Xiao Mei is my wife now, and this is my home. If you don't leave

, I'm calling the police." Xie Ming joked with me with a smirk. Strangely enough, I don't know why, but I felt a sharp, veiled mockery in his smile, a hidden mockery that stripped me of the last shred of dignity and self-respect—something I simply couldn't bear.

Faced with this man who had repeatedly taken my wife's body, impregnated her, and now occupied my home, I suddenly exploded.

No, it should be said that my brain's nerves tripped.

Five

minutes later, when the nerves in my muscles finally calmed down from their extreme excitement, I covered my still-bleeding forehead with one hand and wiped away the blood that was about to cover my eyes with the other. The scene that greeted me was truly gruesome.

Xie Ming lay on the ground, his face covered in shards of glass, his head swollen like a blood-soaked gourd, tears streaming down his terrified eyes, muttering nervously, "Ugh, fuck the hell, you're going to kill someone again! Fuck the hell, I'm done..."

Half a beer bottle was stuck in his right arm.
Xiao Mei was the first to recover from her extreme shock and got up from the ground. Her cheeks were bruised and swollen from my two slaps, and blood was still oozing from her mouth as she spoke.

"Husband... are you crazy?"

Her eyes were filled with extreme suspicion and uncertainty, like two wounded rabbits, and her movements were timid and hesitant, revealing a deep fear that she couldn't suppress.

"I'm not crazy." I even smiled gently at her.

"You fucking bastard, ugh... you've stabbed me like this, the white flesh is showing, ugh..."

Xie Ming still seemed to be in shock. When Xiao Mei tried to crawl over to help him, he shoved her to the ground. "You son of a bitch, it's all your fault! You set this up! The house was just transferred to you, and you're already trying to kill me! I quit! I quit!"

His reaction became increasingly violent and erratic until I went over and raised my fist to threaten him. Only then did he calm down and slowly regain his composure.

After Xiaomei cleaned his wounds a little, she wanted to come over and clean mine too. I shoved her aside, my heart filled with immense grief and regret. But in that instant, I finally made a decision: "Xiaomei, let's get a divorce."

Xiaomei looked as if she'd been electrocuted, her face turning deathly pale. She trembled and stared at me blankly. "Husband, what are you saying?"

I sighed. "...Fool, it was just a game at first, but you got too carried away."
Xiaomei finally understood. She looked at me for a long time before letting out a scream, a sound like the tearing of a chest: "Oh my god..."

"I'm leaving. We'll finalize the paperwork tomorrow. The house and property will be split in half."

After saying that, I finally released all the pent-up emotions in my heart, completely untangling the darkest knot in my soul. But I felt even emptier inside, utterly listless.

"What about the child? Half the child too? You bastard! You thought marriage was meaningless and wanted some excitement, so you made me cheat on you, you let me enjoy the pleasures of love, and now you complain I'm promiscuous. Did you set this up? You've been tired of me for a long time, haven't you?... Why do you want a divorce? Haven't I satisfied you enough?

What have you asked me for that I haven't done? Xu Fang, I... I can't live without you! I beg you! I'll agree to anything you ask, you can't lie to me like this!" Xiaomei shook me, tears streaming down her face, hugging me tightly, and finally broke down in sobs.

I slowly embraced her, my heart aching, and tears welled up in my eyes as well.

"Today marks our seventh anniversary, why did you forget?"

Xiaomei became even more aggrieved, raising her small hand and slapping me hard amidst her wailing. "Honey, I didn't forget, I didn't forget... I was thinking, isn't today also the seventh anniversary of your and Xiaoning's meeting? I've had you all to myself for seven years, breaking you two up back then, and I've always felt guilty about it. I wanted to let you and Xiaoning rekindle your old flame today... Honey, that's really what I was thinking! You can ask Xie Ming if you don't believe me..." "She just said that she originally wanted the three of us to celebrate this anniversary together today, with you as the center,"

Xie Ming forced a bitter smile, not continuing the topic. He paused, glanced at Xiaomei in my arms, and said softly, "Xiaomei loves you very much. Xu Fang, if you can't handle this kind of game, then don't play it anymore. Xiaomei hasn't loved you any less because of me. In fact, if it weren't for your encouragement, there wouldn't have been any story between us."

I lowered my head. Xie Ming took the opportunity to wipe away his tears and tidy himself up slightly.

Seeing my expressionless face, he went back to the inner room and, enduring the pain, began packing his things. I followed him into the inner room and watched him finish packing. Xiaomei sat on the sofa in the outer room, sobbing softly, still shaken. There was no further conversation between the three of us. Until he silently left our house, Xiaomei never looked up at him again.

After I saw him out the door, as he hurriedly carried his suitcase and bag, hailing a taxi, I felt a pang of guilt and stammered, "Xiao Xie, I... I was a little out of sorts and hurt you. I'm so sorry."

Xiao Xie turned to look at me, shook his head, and said, "Brother Xu, let's not talk about it. I've read what you wrote about helping your wife have an affair. Living with your lover while your wife is with your wife is simply impossible in real life. Two men and one woman living under one roof is simply impossible."

Then he said some strange things out of the blue: "Traditional marriage is like a scheme..." "A planned economy, seemingly stable, always making the greatest sacrifices for the other, is actually quite vulnerable in today's society with so many external temptations. The more introverted something is, the more fragile it becomes; it can end in an instant. An open marriage, like an open market, is very self-centered and seems dangerous on the surface. However, if you are mentally prepared, the marginal benefit will not decrease over time; on the contrary, it will increase in value due to the exchange."

He shrugged at me, as if our affair wasn't a private or sordid matter, but a social experiment concerning a common problem facing all of humanity.

Back home, Xiaomei had stopped crying and was just staring blankly at an oil painting hanging on the wall. I didn't know what to say when my phone rang again. Xiaomei picked up the phone, looked at the number, and answered without hesitation.

"Sister, I'm giving you my number. From now on, if anything happens, just call me... Your brother-in-law... has changed his ways and is going to be an honest man again." She only managed to say two numbers before falling silent.

It turned out that Mei Ning had hung up the phone.

A few minutes later, my phone rang again. As I reached for it, Mei Xue snatched it away without hesitation.

"Let me tell you, Mei Ning, Xu Fang can't bear to leave me. Forget about it. Look, he's right next to me. I'm putting the phone on the coffee table. If he answers, I'll give it to you. If he doesn't… then stop making trouble for yourself. You're still a girl, don't be shameless!" With that, she slammed the phone down on the glass coffee table, wiped away her tears, and stared at me expressionlessly.

Hearing the almost desperate plea from the phone, my hand twitched slightly.

Mei Xue smiled coldly, picked up the bloodstained beer bottle she had just pulled from Xie Ming's arm, and held it to her own abdomen, waiting for my reaction.

A few minutes later, the phone was disconnected forever.

Mei Xue threw the murder weapon, let out a wail, and threw herself on top of me.

That night, we were as intimate as newlyweds, spending the entire night together.

It wasn't until dawn that Xiaomei asked me what she should do if she were pregnant with Xie Ming's child. I buried my head between her breasts, sucking on the nipple that had finally returned to my mouth like a child, feeling content and therefore behaving with exceptional magnanimity.

"Consider it a commemoration of your past relationship, so stay here."

"Just kill me already! Don't bring up any more 'relationship,' it's embarrassing!"

"Didn't you say you loved him?"

Xiaomei's face hardened. "You're my husband, I only love you, I'll never love anyone else."

"Woman! Right here on this bed, 24 hours ago, weren't you..."

Before I could finish, Xiaomei shoved me aside, pointing at me hysterically. "I'm telling you, don't mention those things again! Everything I did was to satisfy you! As for my feelings for him, they were all fake."

"Xiaomei... I'm sorry, I hurt you. It's all my fault."

"Husband, dear husband, please, don't mention him again."

I bowed my head in apology, recalling what she wrote in her diary. Actually, I didn't even need to read her diary; I could guess with my nose that a married woman willing to have another man's child must have an exceptionally passionate love!

Instinct told me that a significant portion of her love for Xie Ming was genuine and beyond question. The only thing I'm not sure about is whether her return was ultimately out of fear of losing her family and husband, or whether her burning love for him could cool down at any time depending on the circumstances.

Some things may not belong to the same category, and are simply immeasurable and incomparable. For example, her love for Xie Ming, even if it was just a brief peak that vanished forever, did it, at its highest point, surpass the peak of her love for me at all times?

Actually, I'm not too willing to consider these things. In the act of wife-swapping, this part can be completely ignored, because you can treat it as a fantasy, a kind of spice for the soul.

True feelings can only be truly felt by the person involved. In the turmoil and helplessness of the heart, how much is a raging torrent, how much is a gentle undercurrent, how much is a fleeting illusion, how much is a deep, visceral connection? The truth, for the sake of loved ones and for the sake of human relationships, can never be expressed, never.

The next morning, we got up, dressed, washed, got ready, said goodbye, went out, took a taxi, went to work, following the established routine, beginning a life so normal it could continue without thought.

I went to He Guocai's company first. Based on the strategy Xiaomei and I had discussed the night before, I told He Guocai that I would soon complete my resignation procedures. I explained that Raul was someone I had developed, and we had a good relationship; it was best for me to manage the business. I had already contacted Raul the previous night, and he said there were two points in the negotiated terms that he couldn't decide on and needed to consult his boss again. He

Guocai was getting impatient, saying, "Why is this old black guy so fickle? We've gone back and forth several times already. We'll cover the inspection fees, why isn't that enough?" I told him that the local SGS company had already withdrawn, and another inspection company had just moved in, so they couldn't start work immediately.

Therefore, I suggested we wait a little longer, as this was our first time working with them as a small company, and having an inspection company would be more reliable. Then he urged me to resign quickly, as he still had a lot of work to hand over to me.

I practically fled his office.

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