Long reprint: The Road to Love Exchange, Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten
"Don't talk nonsense. Everyone has another self inside them; it's just a matter of when they discover it."

"Anyway, I'm quite surprised."

"You still haven't answered me. Can you accept it?"

"I think it's okay. Trying it occasionally can be effective in increasing the passion between us."

I smiled. "By the way, what do you think of Xiaobai?"

My wife aimlessly poked at a small piece of cake on her plate with her fork. "You know what? We did it again after you fell asleep yesterday."

I was surprised that my wife would bring this up, since she had always thought I was asleep. "Oh? When?"

"Around three or four in the morning. It's because of this that I don't really like him anymore."

"Oh? What did he do to you?"

"I think I can't date him anymore. He's just a big boy, not mature at all. I'm afraid if we do it a couple more times, he'll start treating himself as my husband and you as an outsider."

"What do you mean?"

My wife sneered. "Hmph, he woke me up in the middle of the night and asked me to give him oral sex. I refused, and he dragged me to the bathroom. We did it, but then he tricked me by taking off the condom and raping me halfway through. He even tried every trick I'd used on you that night, but never on him. After he ejaculated, he wanted me to clean him up with my mouth. He's even using his possessiveness on me."

What my wife said was basically what I'd witnessed. I was relieved that she hadn't hidden anything from me, but I still had a question.

"Is it a big deal that he raped you?"

My wife gently shook her head. "I saw a pharmacy when I went for my morning run, and I took the morning-after pill."

"It's rare for you to go for a morning run when your back and legs are so weak."

"Get lost."

"Okay, I'll listen to my wife." I said, taking out my phone and going on QQ. In front of my wife, I blacklisted Xiaobai, making sure this man who led us into a new world was completely removed from our lives.

"I deleted him. He doesn't have my number anymore, so he can't contact us anymore. I'll just ignore him in the group chat."

The wife nodded, officially saying goodbye to the man who had slept with her three times last night.

Just then, her phone beeped with a text message notification. With WeChat so prevalent these days, text messages are rarely used anymore, so receiving one feels abrupt. She instinctively opened her phone and read the message, her expression changing slightly.

I noticed this change and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Honey, you were right. That old pervert really did get my number." She showed me her phone.

I took her phone. The text message read, "Beautiful lady, this is Zhou Wangfa. What's your decision? Thirty thousand yuan is really a lot. Just say yes. I really like you. If you don't reply, I'll call you."

"Hehe, so persistent." "

Ugh, I'll block him and see who else he calls."

I suddenly remembered something and quickly said, "Wait, reply to him, fifty thousand, one price."

My wife stared at me wide-eyed. "Are you crazy? Finding someone for a threesome is one thing, but you want me to sell myself?"

I leaned closer to my wife and said, "Don't you think it's strange to have a beautiful woman like you with a beast like an old pervert? Just thinking about it is exciting."

"But I feel disgusted just thinking about those old men."

"Don't forget, we shouldn't rule out any possibilities recently. What if you try it and find it enjoyable?"

My wife still found it unbelievable.

"Reply to his message first. Leave it to fate. If he thinks it's too expensive, then forget it. If he accepts, then you should bravely accept too. How about it? Doesn't it make your lower body itchy just thinking about it?" I said softly with a wicked smile.

"Go to hell!" My wife picked up an orange peel and threw it at me, but obediently replied to the message.

Two or three minutes later, the other party replied. I picked up my phone and opened it.

"Wow, beautiful lady, you're too ruthless! Can you lower the price? It's not easy for me to run a small business. I really like you."

I replied directly for my wife.

"Do you think I'm selling myself? If you say you like me, then prove it to me. If you bargain again, it'll be 100,000."

This time the reply took longer. It seemed that this Mr. Zhou was going through a painful struggle.

"Okay, 50,000 it is, spend a day with me."

"No, I'm going back to Shanghai with my husband this afternoon. He has a meeting this morning, at most two hours."

"Beautiful lady, you're really ruthless. You're pretty, but your price is comparable to that of a celebrity."

"That's my price. Two hours. If you agree, reply 'accept.' If you keep arguing, I'll block you. I'm going out shopping."

This time, Mr. Zhou seemed to no longer hesitate and quickly replied with two words, "accept."

"Look at you, you've trapped me." My wife said angrily, pouting.

"This is fate. Don't go to the hotel he booked. Come here instead."

"Here again?"

"If you go to the place he specified, who knows if there's any camera equipment? It could cause endless trouble. This condition is non-negotiable."

Sure enough, another text message arrived.

"Beautiful lady, let's meet at the Hilton. I'll go get a room now."

"No way! My husband's in a meeting there. You want to die, but I don't. Come to my place, the Jianghua Hotel by the Bund."

"Okay, I'm off right now."

I handed the phone back to my wife. "See? I made half a year's salary in two hours, all done."

My wife gave me a reproachful look and said resentfully, "I never thought I'd be forced into prostitution, especially by my own husband."

"This uncle probably hasn't seen anything high-end. Just consider it charity, haha."

I said it casually, but I was still a little nervous. I was going to a meeting soon, leaving my wife here alone. What if that old pervert had some bad habits or ulterior motives? I wouldn't be able to help him. But then I thought that this was a public place, and it was broad daylight, so nothing should happen. Most importantly, I was completely consumed by the thought of the potential consequences.

After breakfast, we returned to our room. She paced back and forth anxiously, while I calmly organized the materials I needed for the day. As I rummaged through my briefcase, I suddenly found a voice recorder. It was one I'd used in a training course; after exporting the data, I'd casually tossed it back in. A thought struck me: why not use it today? Even if I couldn't see it, at least I could hear what the two of them were doing.

Without further ado, while my wife was distracted, I started thinking about where to put the recorder. I wanted a spot close to the bed for easy recording.

Aha! There's usually a gap between the bed frame and the mattress. I'd had my phone fall into this gap on a business trip before, and after searching for ages, I'd had to call to pinpoint its location. This spot would be perfect for a small recorder, without blocking the microphone. So, I pretended to look under the pillow and opened the recorder, placing it there.

"Okay, I'm off now. Don't keep Teacher Chen from making money," I said with a grin.

My wife grabbed my hand and shook it like a child, saying, "Honey, is it really okay? I'm suddenly so scared."

I sighed deeply, pretending to be serious, and said, "Honey, you know what? I always thought you were a timid girl, but after what happened last night, I realized that you've always been that daring Chen who can ride the roller coaster three times in a row at the amusement park. You haven't changed at all. It's just that I've been blinded by your gentle appearance since we got married."

My wife chuckled, then remembered the passion and madness of last night, and her face turned red again. Yes, among all the men who stared at her in the hotel, who would have thought that this pure yet sexy beauty had been ejaculated on five times by two men in just a few hours last night, three of which were without condoms?

After kissing my wife goodbye, I headed to work with a mix of trepidation and excitement. This morning was mainly about catching up on the companies I hadn't finished negotiating with yesterday, and chatting with acquaintances—it was supposed to be relaxing. But because I had something on my mind, I felt a little awkward. Some acquaintances asked if I wasn't feeling well, and I could only make up an excuse that I hadn't slept well last night. But those who knew I'd brought my wife along had a rather ambiguous reaction.

"Little Lu, your wife is a buyout, no need to worry about when you pay her back, take it easy, haha."

"Manager Lu, it's been years and you're still so inseparable! My wife and I are practically strangers now."

I chuckled inwardly. What do you know? I'm playing a game you wouldn't even dare to imagine. My beautiful wife is currently being vigorously fucked by a vulgar, uncouth township businessman, and I'm the one who willingly put on this green hat.

I chatted idly with them, but my mind was already in that hotel room. I wondered if that lecherous old man had shown up as planned, if he had any strange fetishes that might hurt Xinyue, what his abilities were like, and whether he could satisfy my wife. These thoughts tormented me. I checked my watch several times, but the appointed time still hadn't arrived.

I left the hotel around nine o'clock, and the appointment with the old man was at nine-thirty. Two hours would be eleven-thirty, but it felt like an eternity. My watch was only a little past eleven. I had suspected an hour ago that my watch might be broken, but how could the time display on my phone be broken too?

To prevent the old man from lingering until the appointed time, my wife and I agreed that I would only go back if she texted me, to avoid an awkward situation.

I finally made it to 11 o'clock, but the message still hadn't come. Five minutes passed, still nothing. Five more minutes passed, still nothing. I started to panic and quickly apologized to everyone because I had to rush back to Shanghai that afternoon. Since the journey was relatively short and I was traveling alone, I had called a ride-hailing service that morning. I opened the app and quickly booked a car. By this time, almost 20 minutes had passed since 11:30, but my wife still hadn't sent a message. I couldn't resist breaking my own rules and sending her a message:

"Honey, I'm ready. I'll be back now."

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