[Urban] My Wife's Adultery Diary (Complete) - 4

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Chapter Four of the Affair: Invading Privacy

I couldn't help but delve into Zhang Dong's life and asked, "After we fell in love, at first, I resisted your sister-in-law continuing her prostitution. I worked desperately, but that kind of life couldn't last… One day, I discovered your sister-in-law was seeing clients again. We had a huge fight, but she cried and said, 'If this continues, we'll both die…' In reality, you can't refuse to bow your head. We redesigned our lives. In America, you can't survive without money. Only by relying on yourself can you live in America… There's no paradise here, only a battlefield, only you can rely on yourself. Fortunately, your sister-in-law graduated six months later and found a job at a small company, and we finally settled down a bit. Then your sister-in-law encouraged me to study. To get ahead and escape this lowly life as soon as possible, I started studying at a local university. To allow me to focus on my studies, your sister-in-law resolutely stopped me from working, supporting my life and studies on her own. Forced by circumstances, she went back to her old ways…"

At this point, Zhang Dong's choked voice gradually turned into sobs. "You know, I got my degree because of your sister-in-law's body. I completed my studies in just two and a half years, a miracle at the local university. Later, I also received a scholarship at the school, and only then did your sister-in-law stop her life of prostitution..."

"You...you've really suffered so much!"

I really didn't know what to say. What happened shocked me, but it also moved me deeply. It turns out there really is true love in the world! "After receiving the scholarship, our lives changed a lot. Later, I climbed to the position of department manager at a very famous local company, which really improved our lives."

"Bless you! I'm so proud of you!"

I don't know if my words were appropriate, but at that moment, I just wanted to bless them wholeheartedly! "Silly brother, you're so adorably silly!"

Zhang Dong laughed at my blessing, and the gray atmosphere gradually brightened. Zhang Dong and I sat together by the window, watching the setting sun outside, offering its last rays of light to the earth without reservation. The sunlight shone on Zhang Dong's angular face. The Zhang Dong who was once spirited and unruly on campus was now so mature and steady. "Sixth Brother, I want to ask you, can you... accept this kind of life?"

I was eager to know the answer to this question, perhaps I was looking for an answer to my own infidelity. "Seventh Brother, you know..."

Zhang Dong responded to my question, "At first, we accepted it helplessly. Why? After all, we had to survive. You can't feel the hardships outside when you're in China."

Zhang Dong explained slowly, "But now I want to ask you, what is the standard for measuring a person's success?"

"?"

I was at a loss. "Actually, the most common standard is money, don't you agree?"

Zhang Dong retorted with a hint of sarcasm. "Money, it's a damn bad thing. When you don't have it, everyone fights tooth and nail for it, but when you have it, you don't know what you can do with it."

Seeing my confused look, Zhang Dong continued to explain, "Back then, your sister-in-law and I sold our bodies and our dignity because we had no money. When I saw those filthy clients on your sister-in-law's body, I could only silently accept it. After they left, I could only shed tears in my heart and help your sister-in-law clean herself..."

Zhang Dong lit another cigarette and became lost in his memories again. "Back then, I swore that once I had status and money, I would never allow such a thing to happen again... Seventh Brother, do you know now? I have social status, and I've made a lot of money. In America, I'm now middle class, living in a mansion and driving a sports car. Your sister-in-law shouldn't have to suffer anymore."

Zhang Dong looked up at me, his eyes gleaming. "But our lives didn't turn out the way we planned... Don't you understand what I mean?"

Zhang Dong noticed my confusion and continued, "When our material conditions improved, we did go crazy for a while, but afterwards, life lost its passion... A life without passion is like stagnant water. Even though we love each other deeply, the lack of passion terrifies us. We're afraid that our love will be worn away by this stagnant life, afraid that our love will be lost in the sea of time... Perhaps you won't agree with what I'm saying, maybe it's because of our shared experiences, you can't understand my life all at once..."

Seeing my growing confusion, Zhang Dong explained more earnestly. "You know, during that time, your sister-in-law and I made love all night long, but we couldn't find the feeling we used to have. And there's no need to hide it from you, the way we made love is probably beyond your imagination, after all, you're in mainland China."

Zhang Dong actually laughed, as if he were talking about something ridiculous. "We used all sorts of ingenious tools, tried all sorts of positions, do you know what SM is?"

Zhang Dong asked me with a smile. I blushed slightly. Even though the mainland is relatively backward, I've still browsed classic forums like Coastline, so of course I know what SM is. Did they really think I was some ignorant naive boy? Seeing me nod, Zhang Dong nodded, somewhat surprised but also knowing. "Have you ever done SM?"

Zhang Dong continued to ask me. "..."

I shook my head awkwardly, my face burning red. My blush was purely due to my male pride; being asked this made me feel incredibly naive and lacking in masculine dignity. "You're really naive, kid,"

Zhang Dong teased me relentlessly. "I've tried many things, but your sister-in-law and I still couldn't find the passion. Later, we learned from casual conversations with friends that wife-swapping and making pornographic films were popular among the local wealthy..."

Seeing my surprised expression, Zhang Dong revealed the expected smug grin. "Hmm... really? How could that be... It's too shocking... How could you accept that..."

I muttered to myself, speaking words I didn't even understand, still reeling from Zhang Dong's words. "Why not accept it? Is seeing your marriage in trouble and doing nothing to let it crumble and your family break apart what you call loyalty to your marriage?"

Zhang Dong continued, waving his arms excitedly. "Marriage, as long as there's love, as long as the essence of love remains unchanged, that's enough. The way you maintain it is just a matter of method. Don't you think love is the most important thing?"

"But...but..."

I wanted to argue with Zhang Dong, but after stammering twice, I couldn't open my mouth again. My head was buzzing, as if a thousand bees were swirling around it, making me irritable, depressed, and suffocated... a feeling that piled up in my chest, making it hard to breathe. Seeing my pained expression, Zhang Dong assumed I couldn't accept his new way of thinking and ideas. A slight smile appeared on his lips, as if he were indifferent to others' opinions. He stopped talking and just quietly smoked and watched me. Actually, I wasn't just shocked by Zhang Dong's unusual remarks. I was thinking about my own marriage, about Xiao Wan's infidelity, and about the shocking scene I witnessed a few days ago. I had always believed I was absolutely right, and Xiao Wan was absolutely wrong; she had cheated on us, betrayed our marriage, betrayed our love. When I saw the "True Love" banner hanging in our living room, I felt it was a mockery of me. A feeling of grief and indignation had always accompanied me, making me hate Xiao Wan's infidelity! But today, Zhang Dong's words made me look at my marriage from a different perspective. Things are like a coin with two sides. I only see Xiaowan's betrayal, only hate her deception, but I don't see anything else. I don't know why Xiaowan betrayed me. In this marriage, have I always been right? Haven't I neglected Xiaowan because of work? Leaving a newlywed woman alone in her room, am I really without fault? What is the essence of the marriage I pursued? Didn't I marry Xiaowan because I loved her? Don't I still love her deeply now? But does Xiaowan still love me? In that lewd scene I witnessed, didn't Xiaowan think of me? Wasn't she rushing to call me? If Xiaowan didn't care about me, why would she care so much about my feelings? So Xiaowan loves me! So my marriage is still based on love, but... how can I forgive her lewd expression in bed! I... how can I accept... jealousy, pain, grief, self-blame, regret... all sorts of emotions suddenly attacked me, making my head throb even more. Give up Xiaowan? Abandon her? ...But I can't let go! I… Suddenly, I desperately want to know why Xiao Wan cheated on me, why she cheated! Zhang Dong silently watched me, noticing I was almost hysterical. His initially arrogant gaze gradually turned to surprise, then to deep thought. But seeing me clutching my hair in pain, he knew he couldn't let things continue like this, otherwise, I might go crazy… “Hey! Seventh Brother, what's wrong? Seventh Brother!…”

Zhang Dong nudged my shoulder, trying to pull me back from my reverie. “Oh…”

I looked up, staring blankly ahead, still not understanding. “Seventh Brother!”

Seeing I hadn't recovered, Zhang Dong grabbed a water bottle from the coffee table beside him and poured it over my head. “Ah!”

I snapped out of my reverie, looking at the cold water pouring over my head, and gave an awkward laugh. “Seventh Brother, what's wrong? Why are you reacting so strongly to my story? Is it because…” Still using your hands? How can that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male masturbator anime virgin real-life sex toy with highly realistic genital shape! Intense and irresistible! Click to enter.

Zhang Dong stopped and looked at me, as if trying to read the details from my eyes. "No! Sorry, I was distracted. My things… let's not talk about them now, let's talk about you."

My gaze darted away, as if Zhang Dong could really see my secrets in my eyes. "Brother, is something wrong?"

Zhang Dong continued to ask. "...I'm feeling very confused right now… no… nothing…"

I answered evasively. "I… I'll tell you about my things later… By the way, you guys really participated…"

I stammered. "Yes, I talked to your sister-in-law about this later, and we thought we should change our lifestyle, change all of this. Yes, we participated…"

Zhang Dong continued, seeing that my emotions had calmed down. "We participated in a local celebrity wife-swapping event for the first time…"

Zhang Dong's face was hidden in the shadows cast by the curtains as he recounted the story. "That event really opened my eyes. We were three couples... a very intense sexual experience. Afterwards, your sister-in-law and I found the passion we'd been craving..."

Although I knew Zhang Dong had participated in wife-swapping, hearing him admit it still shocked me. I stared blankly at Zhang Dong, my emotions swirling. "...After that exchange, your sister-in-law and I were like addicts, unable to stop. We were addicted to the pleasure of swapping. During the exchanges, we took photos to remember the occasion, and when we were alone with your sister-in-law, we would release the photos to relive the passion and pleasure, constantly seeking excitement in our lives... Later, we realized our photos weren't very good, so we thought of making porn..."

Zhang Dong laughed when he saw my wide-open mouth, as if he'd seen something incredibly strange. "You can't accept it, right? That's normal. There, there's nothing you can't imagine, but nothing others can't do. Do you think those who make porn are all prostitutes and low-class actresses?"

Zhang Dong's expression made me feel like I was truly an idiot, ignorant and uninformed. “Brother, you’re mistaken. In America, many middle-class families and extremely wealthy individuals participate in these filming events. Their main purpose is often to showcase their wives’ beauty to the world, or, like me, to seek excitement and rekindle their vitality. Some want the thrill of filming to satisfy the desires of their perverted husbands, and so on… We’re not participating for commercial purposes. If we want to retain the footage as a private collection, we won’t receive any compensation; in fact, we’ll have to pay the production crew and other participants. And the fees are very high…”

Zhang Dong could still laugh, and I truly admired him. The smile in his eyes and around his mouth told me that Zhang Dong was truly living a fulfilling life; his happiness was undeniable. But could I accept it? Although I’ve seen so many articles about wife-swapping online, and although I love reading them and find them incredibly exciting, could I accept it? How absurd! His own wife having sex with other men—no man should accept that! But Zhang Dong’s statement aligns with my views in some ways—it’s all for love! The method he adopted is currently unacceptable to me. The reason I say unacceptable is that I can't do wife-swapping, but the idea is indeed stimulating. Not being able to do it doesn't mean I can't even think about it, right? So, can I accept Xiao Wan with someone else? When I saw Xiao Wan writhing in bed, being pleasured by someone else, didn't I not rush in and kill them? Instead, I watched and masturbated… So, I can accept wife-swapping! I was horrified by the conclusion I drew from my own deduction! Could I accept such a perverted idea? No! I struggled internally! I couldn't help but ask the almighty heavens, could you have pity on me and help me solve this problem? I shook my head frantically, as if trying to shake off the shocking thought, and rubbed my face vigorously with both hands to help my numb nerves recover quickly! "Brother, it seems you still can't accept what your brother is doing. We… sigh… I thought you could accept it…"

Zhang Dong said, looking at my pained expression. Zhang Dong's expression was strange, as if he really hoped I would accept his ideas, his life, as if he really hoped for my approval of his life. Was that so important to him? After all, he has his own life, and whether I accept it or not doesn't affect his life at all! It's not that I can't accept his thoughts and his outlook on life, it's just that I'm painfully thinking about my own life. Maybe my expression made him misunderstand; his sigh just now seemed genuinely disappointed! "No... Lao Liu, I can accept your outlook on life... I was thinking about other things just now... I'm sorry, I was daydreaming!"

Seeing that Zhang Dong misunderstood me, and that he was so disappointed, I didn't want him to continue misunderstanding, so I quickly explained. "Can you really accept my life?"

Zhang Dong said to me with a genuinely happy tone after hearing my explanation. "So my friend cares about me that much, cares about our friendship that much!"

I thought to myself, hearing the cheerful tone in Zhang Dong's voice. "I can accept and approve of your life. Actually, you don't need to care about me at all. After all, it's your life, and I should be happy for you if you're happy..."

"Then, don't you feel any aversion? Can you really agree with it?"

"Brother, what's wrong? The fact that you're sharing your private matters with me shows you're not hiding anything from me. I… well, I've been browsing some pornographic forums in China for a while now, and I've read articles about wife-swapping, but I've never actually done it."

I tried to calm myself down and smiled. "Wife-swapping is actually quite exciting. My reaction earlier… well, I was thinking about other things, and… you're so unconventional, boss. I've only seen it in articles; no one I know has ever done anything like it, so I was just surprised. Really, I can keep what you told me a secret, and I can accept what you said. And telling me your private matters makes me cherish our friendship even more."

I smiled and continued. "This is in mainland China. Your wild ideas and unusual behavior are considered rebellious by us, unacceptable to society. But I can accept it, and that's enough, haha, you're really amazing, boss."

I laughed loudly on purpose, but in my heart, I was thinking of Xiao Wan—the woman who breaks my heart! I can accept the idea of wife-swapping, but can I accept the act of wife-swapping? The sudden thought that popped into my head shocked me, just as it shocked me with the result I had just deduced. Because now, instead of opposing wife-swapping, I felt an inexplicable urge... "Thank you... Seventh Brother..."

Zhang Dong saw how sincere I was and expressed his heartfelt gratitude, but the look in his eyes revealed some lingering expectation. However, at that moment, I didn't dwell on Zhang Dong's thoughts. The moon rose, chasing away the sun's heat and bringing gentle moonlight. The two men in the room were still chatting enthusiastically. Suddenly, the door opened, and a beautiful, voluptuous woman appeared. Her long, black hair was piled high, adorned with a bright silk hairnet, with a single strand hanging playfully from her temple, swaying occasionally. Long eyelashes accentuated her bright, large eyes; her nose was delicate and arched; her lips were full and rosy; her fair cheeks glowed with a rosy hue rarely seen on a young woman; a platinum chain adorned her slender neck, adorned with a sparkling diamond that clung to her exposed, white breasts, making her skin appear even whiter. A deep V-neck evening gown revealed a large portion of her cleavage, the edges of her high, firm breasts visible at the edge of the V. It was clear she wasn't wearing a bra; her full breasts stretched the gown so high they seemed about to burst out of her clothes. The tight-fitting gown clung to her waist like flowing water, highlighting her slender, almost fragile waist. Her full hips supported the gown perfectly, and the long hem only revealed her delicate feet. She wore red, strappy high-heeled sandals, the simple straps emphasizing her elegance. A white shawl draped over her shoulders. Looking out from the dimly lit room, illuminated by the bright hallway lights, I almost thought she was a goddess descended from heaven; her graceful figure was simply unparalleled! I was stunned! "Hi! You're back! I've been waiting so anxiously..."

Zhang Dong quickly stood up from the sofa, turned on the room light, and the room instantly brightened. "Come on, let me introduce you..."

Zhang Dong pulled the beautiful woman by the door and pointed at me, "This is the one I told you about, my good friend from university—Liu Chuang..."

I quickly stood up. The beautiful woman in front of me generously extended her hand and shook mine. What a feeling! As her fair arm extended forward, I smelled a faint woman's fragrance; that elegant perfume must be the woman's. The first feeling of holding her hand was its delicate texture, almost boneless. I've seen many beautiful women over the years, but she is the most outstanding one ever! Perfect! Seeing how much I was captivated by her beauty, Zhang Dong laughed and said, "Seventh Brother, this is your sister-in-law—Ji Zhujun..."

I quickly covered up my embarrassment, lightly shaking the hand I was holding, "Sister-in-law, hello!"

"Oh, Seventh Brother! I've heard Dong talk about you before, and seeing you today, you are indeed a handsome man..."

Zhujun's eyes lit up as she looked at me, greeting me warmly. "Sister-in-law is also the first time I've seen such an elegant and beautiful woman, I'm even jealous of Zhang Dong."

I said with a smile, then punched Zhang Dong, "You brat, you've found such a beauty to keep at home, be punished!"

"You're jealous of me, huh..."

Zhang Dong couldn't hide his joy, laughing with me. As we talked, we sat down on the sofa. Zhujun sat opposite me with her legs together, and Zhang Dong turned to ask her, "Have you found her?"

Zhujun glanced at me quickly, a blush rising on her face, and said lightly, seemingly unconcerned, "It's not that fast... I haven't made contact yet."

She then glanced at me again. Her bright eyes truly radiated charm. "Great!"

For some reason, Zhang Dong was surprisingly happy and exclaimed loudly. Zhu Jun stared at Zhang Dong for a few moments, her eyes sparkling before quickly sweeping over me. As if understanding something, she smiled shyly and rolled her eyes at Zhang Dong—truly a captivating beauty, all her allure contained in a single glance. We chatted for a while longer, and Zhang Dong took the initiative to say, "It's a rare opportunity, A Chuang, let's go get something to eat and catch up."

I immediately stood up, "No way! Seeing you two today, it's my turn to treat you. After all, you just got back, it's my turn as the host."

Zhang Dong and I insisted, arguing for a long time, until finally Zhang Dong agreed that I would treat. Zhu Jun silently watched our argument with a smile. Seeing that we had reached a conclusion, she smiled and said, "You two wait for me in the lobby. I'll change my clothes and come down shortly."

I thought so too; with such a flamboyant outfit, I would be tempted. I waited for Zhu Jun in the lobby for a while, and then I saw her, dressed in a pure white silk cheongsam, carrying a matching white handbag, moving with a graceful, flowing grace. She attracted the admiring glances of the men in the lobby, and even several self-proclaimed elegant women paled in comparison, occasionally nudging the distracted men. Afterwards, the three of us enjoyed a pleasant dinner. With fine wine, delicious food, and a beautiful woman before us, how could we not part on a good note? Although I wasn't intentionally showing off, my elegant and humorous conversation frequently elicited bursts of laughter from Zhu Jun and Zhang Dong. Before parting, Zhang Dong seemed to want to see me again, but it was too dark, so we had to postpone the meeting, agreeing to meet again the day after tomorrow. With the evening breeze as my companion, I returned to the hotel. Sitting on the sofa in my room, I lit a cigarette, reflecting on the day's events, which left me deeply moved. The information Zhang Dong had shared with me today felt like a new world had opened up for me. It turns out love doesn't allow for selfishness. For survival, you can abandon your principles; for love, you can change your marriage; to maintain your relationship, you can use any means to save it. So, what about Xiaowan? Just thinking of her still brings a pang of pain to my heart! Before today, I always believed I was completely innocent. In my eyes, Xiaowan was a sinner, an unforgivable harlot, a wanton woman deserving of my contempt. My revenge against her was justified! But today, I realize I wasn't entirely right either. At least I made a mistake—I worked too hard and neglected Xiaowan's feelings. Think of Zhang Dong; he also studied relentlessly, worked tirelessly, and strived for success, hoping for the stable life we men envision. But in reality, they seek passion, thus beginning a new chapter. Should I follow his example? Xiaowan and I aren't without feelings; I'm certain of that, and even now I'm certain she loves me. And I love Xiaowan too! Thinking of Xiaowan, a wave of warmth welled up in my heart, mixed with a faint pain! She truly is a woman who brings me both joy and pain! Seeing that it wasn't yet ten o'clock, I couldn't help but dial the home phone. The phone rang, and Xiaowan answered immediately. "Honey!...I miss you so much!"

Xiaowan answered excitedly when she heard my voice. Her voice sounded a little choked up. "My sweetheart! I miss you too. What's wrong? I've only been away for a few days, and you miss your husband so much?"

Hearing Xiaowan's voice, I couldn't help but soften. "Honey...Waaah—I miss you so much..."

Xiaowan cried again upon hearing my gentle voice. "Honey...I did something wrong...Can...can you forgive me?..."

Xiaowan on the other end of the phone was actually begging for my forgiveness. "Does she want to break the ice?"

I wondered. "Sweetheart, what did you do wrong?"

I spoke gently, but my heart was pounding. What would I do if Xiaowan confessed to cheating on me over the phone? How would I deal with it? "...Waaah—I..."

Xiaowan hesitated, the words caught in her throat. "Little thing, what's wrong? Tell me, did you do something wrong?"

Hearing that Xiaowan wouldn't admit it, I felt a sense of relief, but then a desire to torment her arose within me. I wanted to make her suffer, make her feel guilty, torment her! Torture her! A devil inside me was telling me this. "My dearest baby, I love you so much, what could you have done wrong? Would you ever change your mind?"

I deliberately tormented the woman on the other end of the phone. "I...I love you...Waaah—" Xiaowan must have heard a sore spot, she could only admit to loving me, but felt guilty for her betrayal, and her sobs became uncontrollable. "My darling, don't cry, why are you crying? Hearing your voice really breaks my heart."

Although I wanted to torment her, hearing Xiaowan cry truly broke my heart. I wanted to torment this betraying woman, yet I also felt sorry for the woman I loved. A jumble of conflicting emotions left me bewildered and at a loss. "Husband...I love you...don't leave me..."

That was all Xiaowan could manage on the other end of the phone; her conflicted feelings were truly causing her immense pain. "Okay, don't cry. I'm really heartbroken. Sweetie, I'll be back in a few days. Besides, I need to focus on this contract right now. You know how important it is to us..."

I finally decided to let Xiaowan go for now, and deal with everything once I was back with her. "Sweetie...how could I not love you, not cherish you? Even if you did something wrong, I could forgive you..."

At this point, I paused—could I really forgive her? "Mmm...husband, you said you love me..."

Xiaowan seemed to find solace in my words, and gradually stopped crying. "Husband, how's the contract going?"

"Hmm, it's quite difficult. It seems I'll have to wait a few more days."

I decided to wait a few more days before telling Xiaowan the good news. I had originally wanted to share this good news with her, but I wondered if she still cared. “Honey, don’t work too hard. I’m content now. As long as you’re by my side, I… that’s enough…”

Xiao Wan’s voice began to tremble with tears again on the other end of the phone. “Okay, little one, how’s work lately? Are you tired?”

I deliberately changed the subject. “…Hmm… It’s alright… Honey, I’m looking forward to your return…” I

could clearly tell that Xiao Wan didn’t want to talk about her work and deliberately changed the subject. “What is she afraid of? Did something happen with that lover again?”

A surge of anger rose within me. “Does she say she loves me while continuing her affair?”

My anger seemed to grow stronger, and I felt like I was losing control. “Okay, it’s late, you should get some sleep.”

My voice became somewhat harsh. “Honey, what’s wrong?”

The person on the other end of the phone noticed the change in my tone and asked anxiously. “…Nothing, I’ve been busy all day, I’m a little tired…”

Hearing Xiao Wan’s cautious voice, I felt I had gone too far, and my voice softened. But… was it my fault? Conflicting feelings made me restless and uneasy. "Well... honey... goodnight... go to sleep early, I love you... *kiss*!"

Xiao Wan said gently on the other end of the phone. "Sweetie, I love you too."

Hearing Xiao Wan's gentle voice, I said sincerely too. "Honey... I love you!"

Xiao Wan heard my deep affection and happily said goodbye. The phone hung up, leaving me alone in the room, lost in thought. "Xiao Wan, the woman who breaks my heart, what can I do with you?"

I thought painfully. "Ring..."

The room phone rang. "Hello."

I picked up the phone. "Boss, it's me, Zhang Qian, just got back?"

Zhang Qian's voice came from the other end of the phone. "Oh, so late, why aren't you resting yet?"

"Boss... we've prepared the contract, just waiting to sign it the day after tomorrow."

"Very good, thank you for your hard work. I'll treat you to a meal another day, any way and place is fine."

I was really happy to hear that Zhang Qian had done the job so quickly. "Thank you, boss, remember you owe me a treat."

Zhang Qian chuckled softly on the other end. "I won't forget, how could your boss owe you anything?"

I pretended to be generous. "Then remember, don't go back on your word later. Whatever you ask me to treat you to..."

"Okay, whatever it is, I'll treat you!"

"Boss...my sister-in-law called me again today..."

Zhang Qian said hesitantly. "What? She called me?"

I asked, surprised. "No...my sister-in-law is acting strange, she told me to keep it a secret...she asked you...asked you...whether you went home on Saturday...Boss, I should have kept it a secret, but...I think I should tell you, boss..."

"Then...what did you tell your sister-in-law?"

I immediately became nervous. "I said, you've been talking to clients about contracts, you've been with us the whole time..."

"Good...good job...remember, I was negotiating with clients."

I immediately reminded her. "...Boss...are you all alright?"

"We're fine...sigh, I'll explain later."

"Boss...don't blame me...I..."

Zhang Qian seemed to have something to say. "Qianqian, thank you for your concern for your brother. Don't worry, he's fine here. It's getting late, you have work to do tomorrow, get some rest."

I interrupted Zhang Qian. I don't know if it was my sensitivity or a misunderstanding, but I felt that Zhang Qian's concern for me had other meanings. I didn't want the innocent Zhang Qian to get caught up in my current chaotic life. "Well... okay..."

Zhang Qian's voice was a little low. "No, good Qianqian, cheer up. After you sign this contract, the boss promised to treat you. Don't eat me out of house and home."

I teased Zhang Qian instead. "Pfft..."

Zhang Qian laughed on the other end of the phone, "So stingy, you care about a meal? Don't underestimate me, I... want a big meal."

"Okay, okay, okay! Alright, get some rest."

"Boss, goodnight."

"Sleep well, sweet girl."

"Oh my god, why am I so tired?"

I shook my head as I walked to the computer, turned it on, and continued reading Xiao Wan's diary.

Chapter 5 of the Affair: Drunken Passion

Friends, I've basically forgiven Xiaowan's infidelity now. My conversation with Zhang Dong made me realize that marriage exists because of love, and physical pleasure is merely a key bond; sex isn't the essence of marriage. So, I've largely forgiven Xiaowan. However, because this is the first time I've been betrayed, the first time my beloved has betrayed me, my jealous anger hasn't subsided. And I really want to know why, with such an outstanding husband like me, Xiaowan would still have an affair. Is it because she's lonely? Is it because Xiaowan is inherently promiscuous? Is it because the love is gone? All these speculations make it hard for me to let go. Can I so easily forgive Xiaowan? I'm afraid my brothers won't forgive me so easily, because they want to know why she cheated. As I skillfully turned on my computer and expertly browsed Xiaowan's diary, reading it carefully and attentively, each day's entries left me speechless, filled with regret, anger, and yet also impulsiveness. My beloved wife, you have so many troubles. Why didn't you tell me about your troubles? Why didn't you confide in me when you were lonely and couldn't bear it, but instead sought out a cheap substitute? Why have you made my life so painful? Why have you made me regret so much? Why do I feel so much heartache for you? It would be so good if you completely fell into depravity, so I could find a reasonable excuse to inflict endless torment on you, to trample you underfoot, to ravage you, to humiliate you, to let you know how much I hate you! But you, you leave me with no such excuse, leaving me not only angry, but also filled with guilt and heartache! Overwhelmed by these mixed feelings, I finished reading about Xiao Wan's affair. Rubbing my throbbing eyes, I felt lost and helpless. How should I treat my wife? Looking at the sky gradually turning white outside the window, I felt no fatigue despite not having rested for two nights. Only the pain in my heart was gnawing at me. The bitter pain reflected in my eyes, blurring my vision with tears. The cigarette in my hand burned to the very end, scalding my fingers… This pain gave me a strange, torturous pleasure, but this pleasure came from torturing myself… Composing myself, I pieced together the entries from my diary that night to tell you the story of a young woman's infidelity.

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After May Day, A-Chuang was busy with work again, leaving me alone in this large, empty room. Looking at the desolate space, I couldn't help but feel a sense of desolation and want to cry. The intense pleasure I shared with A-Chuang during May Day still lingered in my body—that feeling that made my heart race and my face blush, that sweet, blissful sensation, that experience that left my body weak and my soul trembling. It hadn't disappeared with A-Chuang's departure; instead, it made me miss him even more, long for him even more. Damn A-Chuang, why do you always have to work? Why do you always leave your little wife alone? If you want to go out to work, fine, I won't stop you. But why did you have to stir up my desires, making them burn so intensely, only to so heartlessly abandon me and go to work? I'm reminded of a line from a song by Zhou Huajian: "...loneliness isn't something I can't bear, it's just that I think of you too much every day..."

Did Zhou Huajian write this song for women like us who have experienced passion but are now resentful? It's so vivid and fitting... But I know that A-Chuang's work is for our family, to make our lives better, to realize his ambitions and ideals. I must support him and not hold him back. My resentment can only be buried deep inside; I must work hard too. Today, a new person joined our company. Tall, with big eyes, a year younger than A-Chuang, and a strong physique—clearly a well-trained, sunny young man. Well, calling him a sunny young man might not be entirely accurate, but... he's definitely full of energy. He greeted us warmly as soon as he arrived, his voice so friendly, and he quickly became familiar with us. But something felt off. I don't know if I'm just being sensitive, but I always felt his gaze was so intense, so direct, so undisguised, making my heart pound and my face burn. It wasn't that I hadn't seen such undisguised looks before, but I always dealt with them with a laugh and a sneer. Those frivolous men always slunk away in front of me. But what was wrong with me today? Why was I behaving like this? I felt so ashamed. It's true what they say, the more you fear something, the more likely it is to happen. Just as I was feeling completely lost, Manager Ma came up to me, followed by this young man. Manager Ma said that because I had the best performance in the company, and Ah Yang was new to advertising, he wanted me to mentor him. What could I say? "Hello, my name is Huang Yang, you can just call me Ah Yang."

"Oh, so his name is Huang Yang."

I silently repeated this to myself. Looking at Huang Yang's outstretched hand, I could only politely shake his. Huang Yang looked at me with bright eyes, his burning gaze still undisguised. This time, I was truly certain; I hadn't misunderstood Huang Yang. My sixth sense told me that being with this young man was dangerous! When Huang Yang held my hand, it was so large and warm, so strong, gripping my delicate hand. My heart involuntarily pounded again. For some reason, the shyness of first love filled my heart. Back home, I lay in bed, thinking about A Chuang, that little rascal. Why wouldn't he be with me? Did he know his wife was thinking of him? I picked up the phone and dialed A Chuang's number. Hearing his magnetic voice, his endless sweet words, I smiled happily. This naughty husband really was thinking of me. After telling him to get some rest, I hung up. In the following days, I discovered that Huang Yang was indeed very intelligent; he learned things quickly and did them very well. Our team received the boss's approval, and the colleagues around us, especially the young girls, always seemed to fawn over him. For some reason, I felt a pang of jealousy seeing this. Huang Yang was polite and attentive to them, but his gaze towards me remained so intense and focused, making me feel both smug and a little scared. My heart was pounding all day. For some reason, I started avoiding his gaze. Could it be…? At the company, I tried to maintain a professional relationship with Huang Yang. I declined his invitations to dinner several times and went straight home after get off work. After putting down my bag and lying in bed, looking at the empty room, I felt incredibly lonely. Was this my life? Only when I called A Chuang could I slightly calm my agitated mood. Listening to A Chuang's sweet words could soothe the strange emotions I felt from working with Huang Yang during the day. But after hanging up, I felt incredibly bored and restless again. What was I going to do? Despite maintaining a working relationship with Huang Yang and deliberately keeping a cold shoulder to him—even though I sometimes really wanted to laugh at the jokes he deliberately told me, I was afraid he would misunderstand that I had feelings for him—I deliberately kept a straight face, trying to laugh but holding it in. This feeling was really unpleasant. In the following six months, although I tried to keep my distance from Huang Yang, he persisted in trying to get closer to me. He was diligent and his work was truly impeccable; I couldn't help but praise him to Manager Ma. Because of Huang Yang's hard work, my feelings towards him gradually shifted from resistance to admiration. Huang Yang didn't distance himself from me because of my deliberate distance; he continued to treat me with the same enthusiasm. Because A Chuang was busy with work, he often took care of me in my daily life, frequently telling me his past experiences and jokes. I thought that since we were colleagues, there was no need to keep any distance; a clear conscience makes for a broad mind. Gradually, I started talking and laughing with Huang Yang. Huang Yang's position in my heart gradually rose. The early autumn weather was still as hot as summer. Yesterday, Huang Yang and I went out to meet clients, and before we knew it, it was already dark. A gentle night breeze chased away the sweltering heat of late summer, a rare treat for the weather. I was in a rush today and didn't drive my own car. Huang Yang has been working hard these past few days helping me with this deal, so I suggested we go for a walk instead of heading home immediately. Huang Yang readily agreed to the invitation and even wanted to treat me to dinner. I thought a walk with a colleague was enough and declined his invitation. But Huang Yang said I hadn't given him face, had never let him express his gratitude, thanked me for introducing him to the business and making his work so smooth, and insisted on treating me today. I felt it wouldn't be right to refuse, so I readily agreed. Seeing my agreement, Huang Yang smiled happily, as if he'd found a gold mine. We chose a nearby Western restaurant for dinner, an elegant and cozy atmosphere. It had been so long since I'd enjoyed dinner at such an elegant place with A-Chuang; it felt like ages ago, almost like the last century. Thinking of A-Chuang made my face darken. Huang Yang immediately noticed my gloom and asked if something was on my mind. I smiled faintly and didn't answer. I continued lost in thought, and when I realized I'd neglected Huang Yang, I looked up to find him staring intently at me, his eyes so fiery, so undisguised, so full of undisguised passion. That fiery gaze was exactly the same look A-Chuang often displayed when we were deeply in love. That intense gaze made my heart flutter again, filled with unease… “What’s wrong, Ouyang? Is something bothering you?”

Huang Yang asked gently when he saw me look up. “No… nothing… I was just daydreaming…”

I said apologetically. Although I was somewhat annoyed by Huang Yang’s gaze, a woman’s vanity made me acquiesce to his fiery stare. When I saw the Western food the waiter brought, which was exactly what I usually liked, I was surprised. How did Huang Yang know what I liked? "I noticed you seemed a little distracted earlier, so I took the liberty of ordering some for you..."

Huang Yang explained, noticing my surprise. "I didn't know if it would suit your taste... I noticed you like spicy food, so I just looked at the menu and ordered."

Huang Yang continued to explain. "Thank you, it's just my taste..."

"Ouyang, I really didn't expect that such a delicate girl like you could actually eat spicy food..."

"I can't help it, my husband isn't home often, so I eat carelessly. Now my spleen and stomach are weak, so eating some spicy food helps to stimulate my appetite..."

"Oh? Your husband isn't home often? Is he that busy with work?"

"Sigh... don't even mention it..."

Thinking about A Chuang's work made me anxious. Should I support his work? "Let's eat first..."

So Huang Yang and I enjoyed our sumptuous dinner. The food at this Western restaurant was really good. Although there was almost no spiciness in Western cuisine, it was probably adapted for the Chinese market to suit local tastes. They added appropriate amounts of curry and pepper, making it truly delicious. During the meal, Huang Yang kept telling funny stories and jokes, which made me extremely happy. "Would you like some red wine?"

Huang Yang asked tentatively after we finished our meal. "..."

I smiled faintly. "Huang Yang, don't be so cautious... If you want some... just have some."

"How can I not be cautious, Ouyang? You're my favorite woman..."

Huang Yang stared at me with adoration after my smile faded, saying infatuatedly. "What are you saying!"

Hearing Huang Yang say this, although my vanity made me feel a little smug, my reason told me to immediately reject him. "Okay, I surrender."

Seeing that I wasn't going to leave, Huang Yang changed tactics. "Ouyang, I really... admire you..."

Huang Yang continued. "You can accept that, right..."

"..."

I remained silent. “Actually, you are a woman I admire very much…”

Huang Yang ordered a bottle of red wine and continued. “Ouyang, you are so beautiful and radiant, gentle and charming, just like your name…”

Taking the red wine handed to me by the waiter, Huang Yang poured it for me as he continued. “You have a woman’s grace, and also a woman’s competence…”

Huang Yang raised the wine glass to his lips, gently smelling the aroma, and said softly, as if he were talking to himself. “I regret not meeting a woman like you sooner, otherwise I would never have let you be lonely alone…”

“Okay, Huang Yang, stop talking…”

Huang Yang’s words touched a sore spot in my heart, and for some reason, I wanted to cry. In order not to lose my composure, I quickly interrupted Huang Yang. “Ouyang, don’t call me by my name. We’ve been together for so long, and you’ve always called me Huang Yang. Can you call me A-Yang?”

Huang Yang held the wine glass, raised his head, his eyes seemed a little misty, and stared straight at me as he asked. “Okay, I can call you A-Yang, okay…”

I seemed to be avoiding Huang Yang’s gaze, and hurriedly pleaded for mercy. “Then don’t call me Ouyang anymore, just call me Xiao Wan.”

I said with a deliberately generous smile. “Okay, that’s how we’ll call each other. At the company, I’ll still call you Ouyang, and when we’re alone, I’ll call you Xiao Wan, okay?”

Huang Yang said softly. “Come on, don’t be like that, let’s drink…”

I deliberately concealed my inner turmoil and raised my glass. “Come on, to a new beginning, cheers!”

Huang Yang excitedly downed his drink in one gulp. The alcohol tasted sweet with a slight sourness, supposedly the kind of flavor good foreign liquor has. As it entered his stomach, it immediately turned into a warm sensation, lingering uncomfortably in his chest and abdomen. "You've never talked about your family before, tell me about it,"

I blurted out as the alcohol entered his system. "Oh?"

Huang Yang raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised. "I... I lost both my parents when I was young, and my aunt raised me. I consider her my own mother. Three years ago, I got married. My husband is a music teacher...sigh..."

Huang Yang sighed. "What's wrong? Why are you sighing?"

I asked, puzzled. "My husband is a workaholic, working at the school all day. We only see each other a few times a year,"

Huang Yang said, shaking his head. "Teachers always have holidays, how could that be?"

I retorted, unconvinced. "She does have holidays..."

Huang Yang said sarcastically. “But her vacation wasn’t reserved for me…”

“Every vacation she leads students to take national exams, or she leads students to study at other schools. She… she’s so busy…”

Huang Yang said dejectedly. “Oh… so Ah Yang seems like an optimist on the surface, but he’s actually just like me…”

I couldn’t help but be touched by Huang Yang’s words, feeling a sense of kinship with him. “Don’t talk about me, have some more.”

Huang Yang poured some more wine into my glass. “Xiao Wan, tell me about yourself, why don’t you seem so happy either…”

“I… what’s there to say? I’m just like you.”

I took a sip of red wine. “My husband is a workaholic too, I’m the one who made him like this…”

Looking at Huang Yang’s surprised gaze, I smiled self-deprecatingly. “Back then, to encourage him, I pushed him into the workforce, but… I didn’t expect it to turn him into a workaholic…”

I lowered my head, lost in thought. Yes, I was the one who turned Ah Chuang into a workaholic. Whose fault is it? My loneliness is self-inflicted, I have to taste the bitter wine I brewed myself. "Forget it, don't torture yourself for them, let's drink..."

Huang Yang continued to persuade me, seeing my low spirits. "Yes, let's live for the moment, come on, bottoms up..."

I raised my glass and clinked it against Huang Yang's. And so, amidst our shared memories and mutual comfort, we finished the entire bottle of red wine. Perhaps it was the reflection on my past, the sadness of life, but even though I usually have a high tolerance for alcohol, I was now somewhat tipsy. Seeing my slightly swaying body, Huang Yang offered to help me, and I naturally linked my arm lightly in his, and we walked out of the restaurant like a couple. The slightly cool autumn breeze felt refreshing, and I stubbornly suggested that Huang Yang accompany me for a stroll to see the night view. Huang Yang, cherishing our time together, agreed to my request. As night fell, people went out to enjoy the cool early autumn air, and Huang Yang and I walked along the tree-lined avenue, continuing to chat and laugh. The weather changed so quickly. What was initially sunny turned into a torrential downpour by evening, leaving us completely unprepared and soaked to the bone. My thin clothes clung tightly to my body after the rain. Since it was summer, I was already wearing very little, and my milky-white dress was now practically transparent, displaying my shapely figure to Huang Yang and the hurried passersby. Because of the heat, I was only wearing a flesh-colored lace bra underneath, and under the "care" of the rain, I was practically naked, exposed to Huang Yang. Young people sheltering from the rain by the roadside whistled gleefully at my almost naked state, letting them take advantage of me. I was both ashamed and angry. Huang Yang immediately took off his own clothes and draped them over me, covering my body and preventing further embarrassment. Having nowhere else to vent my anger, I unleashed it all on Huang Yang… “It’s all your fault!… Why did you even take a walk…”

I said angrily, tears streaming down my face, before running quickly to the roadside to hail a taxi. But taxis were in high demand in the rain, and I couldn't hail one for ages. Rain streamed down my hair and clothes, while Huang Yang, embarrassed by my outburst, could only stand awkwardly to the side. His coat was shielding me from the rain, but his shirt underneath was already soaked through. The early autumn wind blew coldly, and Huang Yang shivered, his lips turning slightly purple. Seeing Huang Yang trembling in the cold wind, I realized I was the one who suggested we walk, but my outburst was completely unreasonable. I wanted to apologize, but the words wouldn't come out... Just then, a taxi pulled up, and Huang Yang rushed in front of it, forcefully stopping it. "Are you trying to get yourself killed?! In this pouring rain, with the roads in such terrible condition, if you want to die, don't come looking for me..."

the driver yelled at Huang Yang. "Driver..."

Huang Yang ran to the driver, whispering something, occasionally pointing at me. And I stood there pitifully in the wind and rain, completely drenched, looking utterly pathetic. The driver, perhaps seeing we were both soaking wet, was reluctant to take us. Huang Yang pulled out another fifty yuan from his pocket and gave it to the driver, who finally agreed reluctantly. Seeing the driver's agreement, Huang Yang immediately ran to me and pulled me into the taxi. The temperature inside immediately made me feel warm and cozy, and I was also touched by Huang Yang… “You’re really good to your girlfriend…”

the driver said to Huang Yang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, as he drove. “Hehe, it’s nothing, it’s nothing…” Huang

Yang replied to the driver. “Thank you, driver. Without you, we would be soaked to the bone,”

Huang Yang said, turning to look at me. I rolled my eyes at Huang Yang, but didn’t immediately refute his admission that I was his girlfriend. Seeing that I wasn’t angry, Huang Yang immediately perked up and started chatting and laughing with the driver. As I dried myself off, I inwardly grumbled at Ah Chuang, "Why are you always so busy with work? It would be so nice if you were here with me!"

Looking at Huang Yang's soaking wet back, I felt a surge of emotion. I took out my handkerchief and handed it to him so he could dry himself off. The moment Huang Yang took the handkerchief, I saw his eyes light up, and that sparkle made my heart flutter again… The taxi quickly arrived at my building. Seeing Huang Yang's disheveled appearance, I couldn't help but say, "You… come upstairs… dry yourself off, don't catch a cold…" It

was my first time inviting a male colleague to my home, and I hesitated before speaking. "Is it inconvenient…?"

Huang Yang said from the car, but I could tell from his eyes that he really wanted to come upstairs with me. "It's alright… you… you're all wet."

I could only insist that he come upstairs, otherwise it would be really awkward. "Okay…"

Huang Yang quickly got out of the car, and we ran into the building together. "Your house is so beautiful!"

Huang Yang exclaimed after entering the room. Honestly, I'm very clean. Although A-Chuang isn't home often, I clean the room spotless every day. Hearing Huang Yang's praise makes me feel so good. A-Chuang, on the other hand, ignores my hard work and has never praised the spotless room! "It's nothing, come on in..."

I said, gesturing for Huang Yang to come in. "Wipe yourself off... I don't have any extra towels, you can use my husband's..."

I said, handing Huang Yang A-Chuang's towel. "I'm so sorry..."

Huang Yang took the towel and wiped his face. "I'm so sorry you got wet in the rain..."

Huang Yang apologized. "...It was my fault today... I lost my temper with you..."

I said softly, blushing. "It's nothing, if it were my wife, she would have hit me already, uh..."

Huang Yang realized he had been too presumptuous by comparing me to his wife and suddenly stopped, looking at me apologetically. "..."

I didn't respond to Huang Yang's question, standing in the living room, silently wiping the rain from my hair. Huang Yang also stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to say, looking at me. The room fell silent. I noticed Huang Yang seemed to have been silent for a long time. I looked up at him and found him staring at me, suppressing his heavy breathing. I instinctively looked down at myself… “Ah!”

I was still soaking wet, my beautiful curves laid bare before Huang Yang. My half-cup bra clung to my full breasts, appearing as if veiled beneath my wet dress, offering no concealment of my voluptuous figure. Even worse, the flesh-colored bra was also wet, my bright red nipples inexplicably protruding. The wet dress clung to my waist, highlighting my slender frame. More disturbingly, the matching thong underwear beneath the loose dress revealed glimpses of my black pubic hair, which, under the room light, added to the erotic atmosphere. I quickly covered my chest with one hand and used a towel to shield my lower body with the other, giving Huang Yang a reproachful glare before retreating to the bathroom. Perhaps due to the alcohol, I had completely overlooked the fact that there were no clean clothes in the bathroom. Should I go out like this? I leaned against the cold bathroom tiles to cool the burning heat within me, looking at my flushed face and hazy, drunken eyes in the mirror. My once bright eyes were now watery and radiating a seductive desire. "What's going on... Is this really me?"

I wondered to myself. "It's all this damned wine... No, I... I have to be true to my husband..."

I bit my lower lip, silently reaffirming my resolve. Perhaps it was the strong aftereffects of the red wine, or the alternating hot and cold sensation from being drenched in the rain, but my whole body was burning hot. My cheeks felt like they could roast sweet potatoes, my heart was pounding, and my limbs felt weak, as if I couldn't move. "What is Huang Yang doing now?... Why is there no sound from the living room..."

I wondered to myself. I gently opened the bathroom door a crack, revealing a scene that made my heart race. Huang Yang had already taken off his soaking wet shirt, revealing a muscular physique. He was wiping his head and body with a towel, his upper body muscles bulging like tiny mice with each movement. Perhaps hearing the noise from the bathroom, Huang Yang turned his head and looked this way, startling me so much that I immediately slammed the door shut. I leaned against the wall, panting heavily, my heart pounding with the shock of what I had just witnessed, the lingering fear of what was about to happen, and the guilt I felt for my husband… I was like a stranded fish, gasping for breath. My whole body felt like molten lava about to erupt, waves of heat coursing through me. The cold clothes I hadn't had time to change out of seemed to evaporate from my heat, clinging tightly to me. The boiling heat seemed to evaporate even the wet clothes, making it even harder to breathe. Perhaps due to the alcohol, I felt dizzy and saw stars before my eyes. I longed for the cold tiles behind me to help me. I rolled over and lay face down on the tiles. The coolness emanating from the tiles didn't lower my body temperature; instead, it stimulated my body and nipples. My whole body ached and itched unbearably, and a warm flow gushed from my vulva, as if it were slowly flowing down my underwear... I slumped to the ground, my legs twisting together violently, as if trying to relieve the itch in my genitals and also to cover up the flowing fluid... Now the aftereffects of the red wine were kicking in, and in my drunken state, I just lay there limply on the ground. Fortunately, I was alone in the bathroom. My right hand instinctively unbuttoned my dress and reached inside, pulling aside my bra and forcefully squeezing my usually proud breasts, kneading and squeezing them, occasionally flicking my already erect nipples. My left hand naturally slipped under my dress, pulled aside my panties, and pinched my swollen labia, sticky with vaginal fluid, with two fingers. My hand was incredibly slippery, and the tingling and itching in my lower body intensified. I stopped caressing my labia and pressed my thumb against my protruding clitoris, quickly rubbing and poking it… “Mmm… mmm…”

Pleasure erupted from my lips, and my thumb's rubbing became even more frantic. Gushes of milky white fluid flowed from my vagina, down my perineum to my anus, and dripped onto the dress beneath me. I frantically thrust my index finger into my vagina, quickly and desperately poking and prodding it. My eyes were glazed over, and I fantasized about Ah Chuang's penis thrusting in and out of my vagina. At times, my husband's image would fade, and gradually Huang Yang would appear, fucking me... Huang Yang's image appeared unexpectedly, jolting me awake. I cursed myself for being so lewd, wondering how I could think of someone else... But Huang Yang's appearance made my body even more aroused. The movement of my index finger couldn't satisfy the increasing pleasure within me, so I also inserted my middle finger into my vagina... "Whatever... let me fly... um... um..."

I abandoned my last shred of consciousness and indulged in the impending climax. "...Huang Yang it is... um..."

Huang Yang's body became clearer in my fantasy, and my frantically stabbing fingers became even more frantic... After the madness with A Chuang on May Day, I gradually learned to masturbate, and now I only enjoy the pleasure it brings me... My fingers, which were stabbing myself, were now covered in semen, and in the frantic movements, my white thighs were also covered with glistening liquid, shimmering with a lewd light under the bathroom light... "... um... ah..."

I twisted my thighs, the pleasure was about to reach its peak! "Bang... bang..."

The bathroom door was knocked on, dragging me back to reality from the near-collapse of pleasure, and I immediately woke up. "Huh? What is it..."

I asked incoherently. It hadn't even been a minute since the door closed, but to me it felt like a long time. When I came to my senses, I was ashamed of my chaotic fantasies and Huang Yang, and only now did I realize that Huang Yang was still in the living room. It was as if Huang Yang had discovered my lewd behavior, which immediately made me uneasy and flustered. "Xiao Wan... what's wrong... I heard..."

Huang Yang's voice trembled as he asked me from outside the room. "Could it be... that Huang Yang heard my embarrassing moans just now... how can I face anyone..."

Huang Yang's words made me blush even more, and the tension I had just calmed down was now making it hard to breathe. "No... nothing... I... I might be drunk... dizzy..."

I really was dizzy, but the dizziness wasn't the reason for the moans. "Are you alright? Quickly change your clothes, getting drunk and caught in the rain is the worst thing you can do, don't get sick."

Huang Yang said with concern from outside the door. "Oh..."

I replied softly, looking down at myself, almost naked, my clothes wrinkled and my legs trembling slightly from the passion just now... "I want to change my clothes too, but how can I change when you're outside..."

I thought to myself, regretting letting Huang Yang come to my house, making me look so disheveled. "...Xiao Wan..."

Huang Yang said from outside the door. "Can... could... is it convenient... for me to..."

Huang Yang asked hesitantly. "What is it..."

I leaned against the door, asking in confusion. "Could I... take a shower...? You know... I'm all wet from the rain..."

Huang Yang's voice suddenly trembled, as if she were suppressing something. "Yes, we're all soaked. If we don't shower, we'll catch a cold... But... but I'm like this..."

I looked down at myself again. "Oh... wait a minute..."

I finally thought of a solution and said to Huang Yang outside the door. "Turn off the living room light first, so I can go out..."

I said shyly to Huang Yang, while fastening my buttons and smoothing out the wrinkles on my skirt. The thought of being almost naked in a dark room with my colleague made me incredibly shy. "What? Turn off the light?"

Huang Yang asked in surprise from outside the door. "...Turn off the light so I can come out... I... how can I go out like this..."

I couldn't help but curse Huang Yang inwardly for being an idiot. "Oh..."

Huang Yang seemed to finally understand and left the room. The light outside went out. "Okay, Xiao Wan... you can come out now..."

Huang Yang said, trembling. I sensed something was off about Huang Yang's voice, but then I thought he was probably just shivering from the cold, so I didn't think much of it and gently opened the door… “Ah!”

Huang Yang was standing right outside the bathroom door! He was completely naked, wearing only a white pair of briefs, but the soaking wet briefs were almost transparent, a dark blob under the light, his engorged penis pushing the briefs high… “You!”

I was so shocked I couldn't speak, my body stiffened, and I just stood there dumbfounded in the doorway, forgetting to close the door to protect myself. “Xiao Wan!”

Huang Yang looked down at me, his gaze so frightening, radiating masculine energy. He called my name as he approached, and I instinctively backed away. Huang Yang followed me into the bathroom! Bright light shone directly on his muscular body. His once bright and handsome face was now flushed, his eyes fixed on me, his nostrils flaring, his lips dry, his breath, tinged with the smell of alcohol, hitting me directly. I stared back at Huang Yang, both ashamed and afraid, my hands gripping the sink behind me as if to support my collapsing body. "Huang Yang… what… what are you going to do…"

I asked timidly. "Uh… uh… Xiao Wan…"

a beast-like sound escaped Huang Yang's throat. "Xiao Wan… I… I love you…"

Before the words were finished, Huang Yang pounced on me like a wild beast, pulling me tightly into his arms. His strong arms held me like iron hoops, the pungent smell of a man's sweat filling my nostrils. But I, who am usually impeccably clean, felt no aversion to the smell; instead, I felt a kind of intoxicating, hazy intoxication. Huang Yang's body was as hot as a furnace, his strong muscles glowing with a healthy bronze hue under the light. I pressed myself tightly, tightly against Huang Yang's body. My usually proud, full breasts, under Huang Yang's embrace, had lost their former firmness, pressed tightly against his chest. We were so close that I could hear each other's rapid heartbeats. Huang Yang's other hand was also tightly wrapped around my buttocks, causing me to involuntarily thrust forward, his erect penis pressing against my lower abdomen. "Oh... Huang Yang's penis is so hard and erect... like an iron rod..."

"No... an iron rod doesn't move, but Huang Yang's penis is throbbing against my lower abdomen..."

I thought frantically. "No... I can't!"

I tried to push Huang Yang away forcefully, shouting loudly. But my voice was so weak that, to Huang Yang, it was probably just the sound of my inner struggle. "Xiao Wan... my dear Xiao Wan..."

Huang Yang's large mouth whispered in my ear, occasionally nibbling at my sensitive earlobe. "Xiao Wan, you have no idea how much I love you..."

"The first time I saw you, I was captivated, my soul flew away with you..."

"Even though I'm sitting in the office, my thoughts are always with you, wherever you go, my gaze follows..."

"Xiao Wan... do you know how much I miss you... at night, I fantasize about your body in bed and masturbate..."

"Every day and night, you're the only one in my heart... Xiao Wan... I love you..."

Huang Yang whispered as he kissed my earlobe and cheek, even trying to kiss my lips. I desperately tried to dodge, calling out repeatedly, "Huang Yang... Huang Yang... what are you doing... let me go..."

while struggling to break free from Huang Yang's embrace. "Xiao Wan... Xiao Wan..."

Huang Yang's voice suddenly became louder, as if he were angry. “I can see your loneliness every day, I can understand the loneliness in your heart. Your husband doesn’t care about you at all, otherwise, why would he only work and not care about you more…”

Huang Yang’s words touched the pain in my heart. “Yes, husband, what are you doing now? Come and help me!” I struggled and cried out in my heart. “No… my husband works for me…”

I struggled in Huang Yang’s arms while defending A Chuang. “Hmph, if your husband loved you, he would definitely be by your side. Why would he leave you alone in an empty house…”

Huang Yang continued to whisper devilish words in my ear. “You don’t understand… let me go!”

I twisted violently. My sensitive nipples rubbed against Huang Yang’s body as I twisted, and Huang Yang’s hard penis pressed against my lower abdomen from time to time with my twisting. Huang Yang seemed to enjoy my twisting in his arms, holding me even tighter. “Let go… I’ll accuse you of rape…”

I said loudly, my face flushed. “Go ahead and sue, then your reputation will be ruined. Do you think your husband will still be with you?”

Huang Yang had become like a devil. Hearing this, I thought, “Yes, then my husband won’t want me anymore, and this family will be finished…”

Thinking this, I twisted and resisted even more. “Huang Yang… think about it, you have a family too. How heartbroken your wife will be when she finds out…”

I desperately tried to appeal to his emotions and move him. “She… humph… she abandoned this family a long time ago… who knows whose bed she’s in now…”

Hearing me mention his wife, Huang Yang didn’t stop humiliating me; instead, he hugged me even more frantically. “…Mmm…”

In the fierce struggle with Huang Yang, the hem of my skirt had long been pulled up to my waist, my bare legs feeling the cool air. Then, Huang Yang’s hand reached from behind my buttocks to my genitals, digging and probing at my vaginal opening. I couldn’t help but moan. “Look at you…”

Huang Yang held out his fingers, smeared with my vaginal fluid, to my face, smiling smugly. “Your body has already surrendered, what are you still resisting for? Were you masturbating in the bathroom just now?”

Huang Yang’s expression made me feel utterly ashamed. “Your husband hasn’t been with you for so long, is your cunt lonely and restless? Are you craving a man’s big cock?”

Huang Yang waved his fingers triumphantly in front of me. I was stunned by what I saw, and at the same time, I felt extremely ashamed and regretful for letting Huang Yang into the house, agreeing to have dinner with him, and agreeing to drink that damn red wine with him… Seeing that I had given up resisting, Huang Yang smiled triumphantly, kissing my cheek as his large mouth, reeking of alcohol, slid to my lips… The moment Huang Yang’s hot lips took mine, his thin tongue pried open my closed teeth and intertwined with mine, I sobered up. I subconsciously clenched my teeth. “Ah…”

Huang Yang pushed me away and covered his mouth. “Don’t touch me… don’t touch me…”

The alcohol, combined with my violent resistance, gave me a splitting headache, and I could barely stand. I glared at Huang Yang and screamed at the top of my lungs. "Come any closer, and I'll kill myself!"

"You're really courting death..."

Huang Yang noticed the pain in my mouth was gradually subsiding, realizing I wasn't actually injured. He then menacingly stepped forward again, grabbing my arm. "Let me tell you, you still maintain your purity for your husband, but he's sleeping with other women and has long abandoned you..."

"What! What did you say!"

I stared at Huang Yang in astonishment, stunned by his words, forgetting to struggle. "What did you say? Your husband is having an affair with another woman, and he's probably currently battling it out with her..."

Huang Yang mocked me. "What did you say? I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

"You don't believe it? Think about it, does your husband really work that hard? So tirelessly?..." "

...What a joke, he's been with his secretary for a while...that secretary is much younger than you..."

Huang Yang's vicious words echoed in my ears, stirring up my deepest fear of my husband. To be honest, I'm really afraid Ah Chuang will get into trouble. In today's society, how can you socialize without women? So many companies are hiring female escorts now, why? It's all about using their beauty to seduce! I'm really worried about his beautiful secretary. Although she's usually so proper, I can see the tenderness in her eyes for A-Chuang. Even though A-Chuang tells me their relationship is innocent, I'm still uneasy. I've secretly gone to his company at night before. Although A-Chuang is mostly working alone, I've occasionally seen Zhang Qian working with him. They behaved properly, and I didn't see anything unusual, but I'm always afraid that feelings might develop… This is my secret, my deepest fear. I never imagined it would actually happen today. Even though I heard it from Huang Yang, it felt like a magnitude 7 earthquake to me. "You… what do you know…"

My heart pounded with panic as I frantically asked Huang Yang, forgetting the danger we were facing. Instead, I shook his arm, urging him to speak. Huang Yang looked at me with surprise, his eyes flickering uncertainly, as if my reaction was both unexpected and surprising. "Tell me...please..."

I pleaded, crying. "I saw your husband and his secretary..."

Huang Yang paused, looking at me. "It really was Zhang Qian..."

I heard Huang Yang voice my deepest fear, and I murmured helplessly and desperately, sobbing softly. "...I saw your husband embracing his secretary, walking into an apartment building..."

Huang Yang continued whispering his devilish words in my ear. "Was it Yunding Apartments..."

I asked desperately, looking up at him. I knew Zhang Qian lived in Yunding Apartments, and I desperately hoped Huang Yang would say no. "...Oh...you know...then why are you asking me..."

Huang Yang chuckled. "They were being very affectionate, like lovers in the throes of passion. He even kissed the girl..."

Huang Yang continued. “…Oh right, that girl’s name was Qianqian…”

“It’s over, everything is over… A-Chuang…how could you…”

I collapsed weakly into Huang Yang’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably. “Xiao Wan…my dear Wanwan…I’m here…I love you…”

Huang Yang gently embraced me, occasionally kissing my hair. I needed someone’s care and love so much right now. Whoever it was, I just wanted to lean on them. The pain in my heart made me collapse weakly into Huang Yang’s arms, crying. “Xiao Wan…Wanwan…”

Huang Yang continued to whisper in my ear. Seeing me crying helplessly, Huang Yang gently held me, his previous roughness gone, instead holding me with unusual tenderness, sometimes whispering my name in my ear, sometimes gently kissing my hair and cheeks… Huang Yang’s tenderness stirred something inexplicably within me. After extreme disappointment, Huang Yang’s tenderness was exactly what I needed. I never disliked Huang Yang; on the contrary, I did have feelings for him. Otherwise, when I was masturbating in the bathroom earlier, A-Chuang’s image wouldn’t have materialized into Huang Yang’s. That's why I always consciously keep my distance from Huang Yang. But now, my thoughts are in turmoil, and the red wine is giving me a splitting headache. "My A Chuang, why! Why did you betray me, betray our marriage! You..."

Just thinking of A Chuang, my husband, fills me with unbearable grief. "No... A Yang... I... I'm so confused right now, please don't do this..."

I weakly pushed Huang Yang away. "Let me rest, please..."

I actually pleaded. Seeing that I rejected him again, Huang Yang's expression turned somewhat cold. But in an instant, he regained his gentleness. "Okay... Xiao Wan, let me help you to the living room..."

With Huang Yang's help, we went to the living room together. Huang Yang casually turned on the floor lamp next to the sofa. The soft floor lamp emitted a pale yellow light, which I usually particularly like. Pale yellow light makes me feel especially warm, but today, the pale yellow light seemed to reflect my gray mood, adding to my sorrow and grief. Huang Yang sat down beside me, gently embracing me and whispering words of comfort in my ear, but I couldn't hear anything as my thoughts were in turmoil… “Xiao Wan… Xiao Wan… why are you so hot? Change your clothes quickly, or you'll catch a cold…”

Huang Yang shook me vigorously, as if trying to bring a dead person back to life. I raised my head in a daze, staring blankly at him, but my eyes were empty, and I felt nothing at all… “Xiao Wan!”

Huang Yang called my name again. I finally came to my senses. Now, besides a headache, I really felt burning hot all over, my face flushed. I knew I really had a fever. “Xiao Wan, quickly change your clothes and take a hot shower.”

I mechanically stood up, went into the bedroom, found a change of clothes in the closet, took out A Chuang's bathrobe, and then came out of the bedroom. Seeing Huang Yang already standing up from the sofa, looking at me anxiously, his concern overflowing, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. "Ah Yang... sit for a while... take a shower later, and I'll find Ah Chuang... change into Ah Chuang's clothes, then go home. Thank you so much for today."

"This is Ah Chuang's bathrobe, put it on first..."

I tossed Ah Chuang's bathrobe to Huang Yang. "Oh... it's okay, I'll leave after you rest."

Huang Yang's eyes showed obvious disappointment when I told him to go home. I smiled and went to the bathroom, locked the door behind me, turned on the shower, and started showering. The hot water felt wonderful on my body, chasing away the cold, but what about my heart? I desperately cried as I washed myself... "Ah Chuang, how could you... No, after Ah Yang leaves, I'm going to ask him myself, ask him why he betrayed me, betrayed our marriage..."

After making up my mind, I quickly finished washing, wanting Huang Yang to leave as soon as possible so he could call me.

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