[Uncomprehending Love] (Chapter 10) Author: xb客

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Author: xb客
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Chapter Ten

Ni Yuan's bedroom was the largest room on the second floor. It was hard to imagine that Ni Yuan would
entrust the key to such an important room to Li Nuo.

How did she manage to do that? In just two months, Li Nuo had become so cunning,
not only becoming Ni Yuan's mistress but also gaining his complete trust.

If Ni Yuan didn't trust her, why would he entrust the villa to her at this crucial moment?

Watching Li Nuo skillfully open the door to Ni Yuan's room, I couldn't help but re-examine the woman before me
.

Even I, in the past, wouldn't have been able to so easily approach Ni Yuan's privacy.

"Do you know why Ni Yuan hasn't come to the villa anymore?"

I asked myself, to see if she knew Ni Yuan's current situation and
what her attitude was.

Did she love or hate Ni Yuan, and could she be used to my advantage in this turbulent time?

Although our relationship was no longer what it used to be, and I wouldn't completely trust her,

things would be different if we had common interests.

"I've heard some things. You really think I live here all day? I'm still working at the company,
so of course I know what's going on outside. The Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection's actions have caused such a stir; Ni Yuan is definitely in big trouble. What,
President Jiang, you're not thinking of taking revenge on Ni Yuan at this time, are you?"

Li Nuo was always intelligent, and this change made her even more astute.
She deduced my intentions from my simple words.

"What, do you think I should be grateful to him?"

"Hmph, what you think is none of my business. You've chosen the wrong person to target me.
How could Ni Yuan let me access his unspeakable secrets? Besides, with your own problems raging at home, do you really have
time to cause trouble for Ni Yuan?"

Li Nuo led me into the room. After turning around, I realized that the bedroom had been completely renovated.

All the messy things were gone, and even the safe that had always been in the corner was gone
. The whole room had lost its former atmosphere. It was really wishful thinking

to think of finding anything that could harm Ni Yuan . "So, are you disappointed? Ni Yuan received a call from his dad before he left and cleaned up all the mess here. If you really want to look for something, why don't you take a look?" Li Nuo smiled. It seemed Ni Yuan was already confident enough to give her the key to his room. "He cleaned everything up right under your nose, didn't you try to keep something in reserve ?" I squinted at her, and Li Nuo smiled mysteriously. I understood. We tacitly avoided discussing the topic further. Even if she had something, she wouldn't give it to me so easily. When the situation became clearer and Ni Yuan really had something to do, she would definitely be happy to give him the final blow. Being manipulated by Ni Yuan for two months had turned her into this venomous person. To say that it was all consensual would be too out of character for Young Master Ni. Li Nuo's current willingness to work for Ni Yuan is likely only due to the immense benefits offered. Once Ni Yuan's position becomes precarious and he can no longer fulfill his promises, Li Nuo will know what to do. The room's furnishings have become extremely simple; besides the bed and wardrobe, there are only a few sets of tables and chairs. Next to the balcony window is a desk with three 27-inch monitors placed side-by-side on it. These must be the surveillance cameras Ni Yuan uses to monitor my home. I looked at the indicator light still flashing in the lower right corner; the machine was clearly still running. My eyebrow twitched, and I walked over, waking the dormant machine. A familiar scene rushed towards me—it was all footage of my living room. "How about that? These hidden pinhole cameras are not only discreet, but also high-definition, covering every angle without blind spots . Professionals really make a difference. It's a pity Ni Yuan only installed them in the living room and didn't have time to install them elsewhere ." "So, should I be happy, or should I be relieved?" I glared at Li Nuo, but she didn't seem to care, laughing, "Of course I should be happy! Ni Yuan installed these but didn't see anything of value. Now you've seen them. Don't you ever think about installing one in your own home to monitor your wife and that old man? Everyone else did the work for you, and you just reap the benefits . Shouldn't you be happy?" "Hmph..." I snorted , ignoring her smooth talk. My strained relationship with my wife made me very worried about her. I had briefly considered installing cameras , but immediately abandoned the idea. My wife values privacy above all else, and this cold war is partly due to this. If she finds out, I'll only escalate the situation . I'm afraid even involving our daughter won't save our marriage. But this wasn't something I installed. Although there would be trouble if I were discovered, I wouldn't feel guilty, and I could use Ni Yuan as a scapegoat. While the methods were somewhat unethical, extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures, and I couldn't let things continue unchecked . Looking at the monitor, there wasn't a soul in my living room. I guessed my wife still hadn't returned . I had no idea about her work routine after she resigned, let alone what she was doing. And I couldn't call her right now. A moment later, Old Luo suddenly appeared in the living room, dressed in his work clothes—the same outfit I'd worn when I left But looking at his face, I felt terrible. I'd thought he was just a lustful old man with no guts, but his cunning was beyond my comprehension. How did such a treacherous person manage to infiltrate my home? The camera was incredibly clear; up close, I could even see the fine beads of sweat on Old Luo's forehead. He must have been working very hard. As soon as he entered the living room, he kept glancing towards the door of my wife's and my master bedroom upstairs, seemingly plotting something. A moment later, he suddenly went into the kitchen. The living room became empty again, but then the master bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and my wife appeared.

A figure.

No wonder the old man ran in looking around; it turned out my wife had already returned.

She was wearing a neat gray suit, not a skirt suit, but a blazer with tight-fitting trousers
, her lines sharply defined.

Her figure was still slender and graceful, with an outstanding air, but the sexiness of her stockings and skirt suit was gone ;
her first impression was one of poise and elegance.

Her ink-black hair was neatly combed back, without any deliberate styling, her bangs perfectly parted
to the sides, revealing a delicate face.

Upon closer inspection, she didn't show any signs of fatigue from yesterday's events; it turned out she had applied exquisite makeup.

On her oval, fair face, she had a pair of large, bright black eyes with upturned eyelashes, and her willow-leaf eyebrows were finely drawn, clearly the result of
careful makeup.

Beneath her pert nose, her sexy lips were painted with an unusual red lipstick.

Even without seeing the handbag at her waist, it was clear she had important business to attend to today.

I recognized that suit; it was a gift I gave her for her thirtieth birthday.

The designer clothes I bought at Rainbow Girl were quite expensive.

Speaking of this suit, I saw it while shopping with my wife. She casually mentioned that she liked it, so I
bought it for her as a birthday present.

To be honest, I don't really like my wife's outfit.

Having gotten used to seeing her in stockings, skirts, and blazers, I
adore her sexy legs in different shades of gray, black, and flesh-colored stockings.

I generally don't like her wearing relatively conservative clothes like this. She probably wanted a
change , so I bought it because I thought it wouldn't hurt to have one occasionally.

Now, seeing her in this outfit, I feel strangely at ease. Knowing that old man Luo is also obsessed with my
wife's stockinged legs, I'm a little afraid that she'll continue dressing like that in front of him.

This feeling of my wife being stared at and fantasized about by other men used to be something I laughed at, even proud of
.

But now I can't figure out my wife's thoughts. If she continues to be so uninhibited, my mind will only become more
confused.

The wife went to the entryway and picked out a pair of low-heeled white high heels from the shoe cabinet. Just as she was about to leave,
Old Luo rushed out of the kitchen carrying a tray.

"My dear, you still have to go out and do things. Take a break and have a glass of milk before you get back to work."

The voice coming from the monitor was much clearer than I had expected, with almost no change in tone. Ni Yuan
really did spend a lot of money.

Old Luo brought out two glasses of milk from the kitchen, his honest smile looking like that annoyingly
obsequious .

"No, Uncle Luo, I'm on my way to Huzhou City today. There's an important contract to discuss there, and I can't
afford to be late," the wife politely declined. But Old Luo's face suddenly darkened. "No matter
how busy you are, you can't neglect your health. Look at you, you've become so haggard. If you keep neglecting your health, your body will break down first. I know
a bit about medicine, and I can't stand seeing young people like you ruining their health."

The wife hesitated for a moment, then actually reached for the milk on the tray.

Old Luo suddenly took back the tray and walked to the coffee table, saying, "It's a bit hot. Sit down and
drink slowly. You're so busy every day, it's rare for you to sit down. Sit

down and catch your breath." Old Luo's words were simple again. My wife hesitated for a moment, but obediently put down her bag and sat down.

I rubbed my temples to calm myself. I knew I might be being a little too sensitive; I was interpreting
their actions in the worst possible light.

Even such a simple gesture was enough to make me wildly speculate about their relationship, which was hardly helpful in understanding the situation
.

I tried to calm myself, but my eyes never left the camera.

My wife sat elegantly on the sofa, and Old Luo looked energetic.

But these two, seemingly unrelated, were completely
mismatched Sitting together, they looked utterly incongruous. Given my knowledge of their ambiguous relationship,
how could I not overthink it?

My wife slowly drank the milk in her glass.

The two of them were alone, and she felt quite at ease with Old Man Luo, not worried that he might tamper with the milk.

Old Man Luo rubbed his hands together and began to speak, "Daughter, there are some things I know I shouldn't be involved in, but I
still want to ask."

"You want to ask about last night, right?"

His wife asked without looking up.

(To be continued)

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