Third Aunt, be my woman

My mother said my third aunt was incredibly beautiful when she was young. She was tall and slender, with fair skin and a full figure. Men would have all sorts of fantasies about her. My mother said my third aunt was very seductive. She swayed her hips as she walked, and her eyes seemed to smile when she looked at people.

In that remote mountain village, my third aunt was the topic of conversation among the men. Some men said, "

My wife is a beautiful flight attendant, while I'm just a typical country bumpkin." Many people envied my life's peak, but they didn't know how much hardship and humiliation I endured.

My wife and I met through a friend who worked at a marriage agency. He contacted me that day, saying a woman was looking for a husband, and I met all the criteria.

The criteria were bizarre: a live-in son-in-law, honest and simple, timid, and deaf-mute.

My parents passed away early, and I have a sixteen-year-old sister who suffers from severe anemia. I've always been under a lot of pressure, and I'm quite withdrawn, even a bit insecure, so these criteria were indeed suitable for me. Although I'm not talkative, I'm not deaf or mute!

My friend said this woman was quite wealthy and would give a substantial dowry, which tempted me greatly. After all, my sister's annual medical expenses are high, and I simply can't afford it, so I really wanted to "marry" this woman.

In the end, my friend gave me an idea. He said the woman wanted a deaf-mute man because she was afraid he would be too talkative, and she just wanted someone to carry on the family line. There shouldn't be any other secrets. He told me to pretend to be deaf and mute, and even more specifically, to be acquired deafness and muteness, the kind where I can still read.

He said if I could keep it up for three to five months, it wouldn't matter if she found out after the wedding.

I did as he said. Our first meeting was at a tea restaurant near the airport. When I saw her, I was completely stunned. I had always imagined her to be a rather ugly old woman, but she turned out to be a flight attendant. She was even wearing her flight attendant uniform, and she looked incredibly beautiful and elegant.

She only glanced at me casually a few times, then communicated with me briefly via text on her phone before leaving.

Her name was Bao Wen, she was twenty-six years old, four years older than me. I felt she was cold and disdainful towards me; she probably didn't like me.

Unexpectedly, three days later, I received a call from her saying that if I had no objections, we could get married.

Naturally, I had no objections; I felt like I was living in a dream, wondering what she saw in me. Later, Bao Wen took me to her home to meet her parents.

I only saw Bao Wen's mother; she looked very young, wearing a tight-fitting cheongsam, and her skin was exceptionally well-maintained. I would have believed she was Bao Wen's older sister.

Bao Wen introduced me to her mother, saying I was deaf and mute, making communication difficult, but I was a very good person, had once saved her life, and was responsible. She said she liked me quite a bit and hoped her mother would agree. Her mother looked

me up and down, as if I were a toy.

They assumed I really couldn't hear, and they communicated quite freely. In the end, her mother said I was decent-looking and physically strong, but my deafness was a bit of a letdown.

Bao Wen said she chose me because I'm deaf and mute, so she could have her own private space. Her mother didn't say anything, seemingly agreeing to our relationship.

That day, while we were eating together, her mother kept secretly glancing at me, as if she was still observing and testing me.

A week later, Bao Wen and I got our marriage certificate. We didn't have a grand wedding, just a simple affair. About ten relatives came, probably because they were afraid too many people would know I was deaf and mute and feel ashamed. That

night, Bao Wen and I moved into our bridal chamber.

Bao Wen typed on her phone, telling me to take a shower first, so I rushed off. Then she went to shower too, and I waited for her in bed.

When she came out of the bathroom, Bao Wen was only wearing a purple lace nightgown, which made me a little awkward. Even though we were married, I felt something was missing; I wasn't completely at ease.

Soon she got into bed and took off her nightgown.

But then, she suddenly turned off the light, pulled up the covers, and used them to cover our bodies. She secretly showed me her phone; she'd typed in her notes app: "My mom installed a camera in my room to monitor me. You have to cooperate."

I was completely stunned. What did that mean?

She quickly flipped to the next note, this time a long one. After reading it, I finally understood what was going on.

Bao Wen said she only married me to appease her mother; she actually planned to never marry. She'd previously faked boyfriends to deceive her mother, but it was discovered, so her mother no longer trusted her. That's why Bao Wen married an honest, deaf-mute man like me—because I wasn't perfectly normal and wouldn't disrupt her life. To make sure Bao Wen

wasn't lying this time, her mother installed the camera in the room to see if we'd sleep together, because her mother desperately wanted a grandson.

Seeing this, I was completely deflated. I knew how a beautiful woman like Bao Wen could be interested in me; it was all a scheme, and I was just a pawn in her game.

I suddenly felt a pang of sadness and incredibly inferior.

Just then, Bao Wen suddenly glared at me again, signaling for me to cooperate...

About half an hour later, we finished.

Afterwards, Bao Wen got up, put on her purple pajamas, sat on the edge of the bed, and lit a thin cigarette. I, on the other hand, buried my head under the covers, too afraid to come out.

Perhaps the ups and downs of life came too quickly; tears welled up in my eyes, but I held them back. I just kept thinking, is this how my life, Chen Ming, will be? Will I never have the chance to be a real man? Can't I even touch my own wife?

But I only dared to think about it, and the night passed in silence.

For the next few days, Bao Wen didn't go to work; it was probably her honeymoon. Because I'm deaf and mute, she didn't talk to me much. My life was simple: cleaning the house, mopping the floor, tending to the flowers, etc. Although it was leisurely, I felt very useless. But I couldn't do anything about it, because I was just a live-in son-in-law; I married into the family.

A week later, Bao Wen's honeymoon ended, and she went back to work. My life remained monotonous; I didn't even leave the house, afraid that Bao Wen's mother was still monitoring me.

I thought my life would probably stay like this forever—pathetic, but at least normal. Little did I know, this was just the beginning of my humiliation.

That night, while I was watching TV upstairs, I suddenly heard arguing downstairs. It was Bao Wen and her mother; it seemed Bao Wen had returned from her holiday.

I heard Bao Wen's mother ask her, "Xiao Wen, are you pregnant or not?"

Bao Wen replied impatiently, "No, it's not that easy. Besides, I suspect Chen Ming is impotent. I don't have time now. I'll take him to the hospital for a checkup during my annual leave."

Hearing this, my mind went blank. You wouldn't even let me touch you, and you actually said I was impotent!

At that moment, I felt both ashamed and wronged. I really wanted to rush downstairs and tell Bao Wen's mother that Bao Wen had lied to her, but I didn't dare, because I was afraid of losing my current life.

Chapter 2 Lab Report

Later, Bao Wen and her mother had a few more words, basically telling her mother to mind her own business. Then she went upstairs in her high heels.

I was so scared I sat motionless on the sofa, pretending I knew nothing.

Soon Bao Wen came into the room, and I hurriedly went to greet her with a forced smile, reaching out to help her with her bag. But she pushed me away and told me to get lost.

I didn't dare react at all, continuing to fawn over her.

She ignored me and went straight into the bathroom to shower. When she came out, she was wearing a tight-fitting tracksuit.

Bao Wen enjoys aerobics, and she immediately started dancing in front of the mirror.

Watching her back, I couldn't help but think, "She's my wife, why can't I have her?"

Just then, Bao Wen saw me peeking at her in the mirror. Perhaps still angry, she turned around and came to my side, slapping me across the face and yelling, "What right do you have to look at me? Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out!"

In our rural area, being slapped by a woman is the greatest insult to a man, but I could only endure it. I pretended not to hear her, gave her a confused look, and then ran into the bathroom.

Once inside, I knew that Bao Wen's mother had definitely removed the security camera from the room, which was why Bao Wen dared to act so brazenly towards me; she no longer needed to pretend.

And I also knew that the real test had just begun. Who knew what Bao Wen, without the pretense, would do to me? In her eyes, I wasn't even a man, or even a person. She seemed to treat me like a dog she'd bought.

I took a humiliating shower, and when I finished, I found Bao Wen's flight attendant uniform lying to the side. Before I could do anything, Bao Wen suddenly pushed open the bathroom door. She rushed over, grabbed her uniform, and slapped me on the back of the head. She quickly typed a message on her phone, saying that from today onwards, I wasn't allowed to touch her things, and I wasn't allowed to sleep in her bed anymore; I'd have to sleep on the floor.

I didn't dare argue and could only nod.

And so, we began living in separate beds, sharing a room. Bao Wen had a terrible temper, and with my forbearance and concessions, she became increasingly demanding. She verbally abused me more than once, and even hit me. Sometimes I really wanted to break off the engagement and divorce her. But I'd already received 40,000 yuan in betrothal gifts from her family, and she still gave me 3,000 yuan every month; I just couldn't bring myself to do it.

Sometimes I would comfort myself, thinking that even if I went out to work dirty and hard jobs, I'd only earn a few thousand yuan a month. Here, I could just endure it and earn that much. I could treat it as a job, and when I had a better opportunity, I could break off the engagement.

However, while I could endure being beaten and scolded, something unbearable soon happened.

That night, around 11 p.m., I was already asleep on the floor when Bao Wen's phone suddenly rang.

Thinking I couldn't hear it, she didn't suspect anything and answered the phone directly. She said, "Honey, you're finally back in China? I missed you so much!"

Hearing this, I didn't realize the seriousness of the situation. I thought women often talked like that.

But Bao Wen's next words struck me like a thunderbolt. She continued, "You've already booked the hotel? You're really in a hurry. Okay, I'll be right there."

I'm a country bumpkin, a bit out of touch with the times, but I'm not stupid. Even a fool could guess that Bao Wen was having an affair!

I was so angry I felt like I was going to vomit blood. If this happened in our village, people would gossip about it for life, enough to make me want to drink pesticide and commit suicide.

I really wanted to rush over and grab Bao Wen's head, demanding to know what was going on, but I didn't dare. I could only close my eyes tightly and pretend to be asleep.

I felt my heart bleeding, and I was also very puzzled. If Bao Wen had a man, why didn't she marry him instead of choosing someone like me, a "deaf and mute"?

With her looks, what kind of man couldn't she find?

But thinking back to her phone call earlier, I vaguely guessed something. Was Bao Wen a mistress?

At that moment, Bao Wen changed into a dress and put on light makeup before leaving the house.

I hesitated for a moment, then gritted my teeth and quietly followed her. I wanted to see who this aloof wife, who looked down on me, was going to see tonight.

Once outside, I hailed a taxi and followed her at a distance. She quickly went to the Shangri-La Hotel, where a room cost over a thousand a night. My anger immediately subsided. She was definitely rich; what could I possibly do against her?

I followed Bao Wen into the hotel, watching her go into one of the rooms, but I didn't have the courage to barge in.

I sat alone on the floor, burying my head in my knees, feeling a suppressed urge to cry, but unable to.

I, who never smoked, bought a pack of cigarettes and smoked almost half of it in one go, my throat burning, but still unable to suppress the helplessness in my heart.

My wife was fooling around with another man in a hotel, and I didn't dare utter a sound. Was I even a man?

Finally, I decided to record it all and show it to Bao Wen's mother later. That way, even if we divorced, they wouldn't ask me for a dowry, since Bao Wen was the one who broke the rules first.

So I hid at the end of the corridor, waiting for Bao Wen and that person to come out.

I waited until after 3 a.m., when the door to the room Bao Wen had gone to suddenly opened. I immediately started secretly recording with my phone.

First, Bao Wen came out of the room, and soon after, another person came out. My heart jumped out of my throat, but I realized it wasn't a man, but a woman, and a very beautiful one at that. Bao Wen put his arm around this woman's waist, called her "wife," and said they were going to get some late-night snacks.

Now I finally understood—the one who cheated on me wasn't a man, but a woman!

Discovering this secret didn't make me happy at all; on the contrary, I felt increasingly sad. Was I, Chen Ming, not even as good as a woman?

Watching them get closer and closer, feeling Bao Wen's aloof demeanor, I finally turned and ran in fear.

I ran wildly for several kilometers until I was drenched in sweat, before finally returning to my cold home, exhausted.

Lying helplessly on the bed, recalling the scenes of marrying Bao Wen, I finally understood everything. I finally understood why Bao Wen wanted me, a 'deaf-mute,' to be her husband, and why she lied to her mother—it turns out Bao Wen doesn't like men at all!

What should I do? Pretend I know nothing? Or expose her and break off the engagement?

In the end, I decided to endure it for now. I needed to find a way out for myself before dealing with the marriage with Bao Wen.

However, just a few days later, Bao Wen did something that completely enraged me.

That morning, Bao Wen went out early. When she came back, she threw a piece of paper at me and typed on her phone: "My mom is coming today. Show her this report later and tell her you'll actively seek treatment. The doctor said it only takes about six months of treatment to cure her, and that you'll be a good son-in-law."

I picked up the paper suspiciously, and after reading it, I was completely dumbfounded.

This is a hospital lab report, and the person who had the test done is me! The report actually says I'm infertile!

How could Bao Wen insult me like this again and again?

At that moment, a crazy thought sprouted in my mind. You, Bao Wen, you said I can't have children? Well, I'll make sure you don't get your way!

Chapter 3 It seems like

a crazy thought just popped into someone's head, and I felt a surge of excitement, a strange thrill.

But I didn't show it on my face. I just held the lab report, looked at Bao Wen blankly, and shook my head, indicating that I didn't want to accept it.

Bao Wen cursed at me angrily and pinched my ear.

Then she typed on her phone and told me that she knew I had a sick younger sister. She said that if I could help her lie to her mother for a year, she would pay for all my sister's medical expenses.

I figured my friend must have given Bao Wen my information, so I didn't need to worry about my feigned deafness being exposed. Bao Wen's words immediately tempted me, and for my sister's sake, I temporarily suppressed my thoughts of revenge.

So I nodded in agreement, but Bao Wen didn't express her gratitude; instead, she gave me a disdainful look.

A little while later, Bao Wen's mother arrived. She seemed to really like wearing cheongsams; today she was wearing a purple one, which made her look elegant and graceful. This made me very curious—why had I never seen Bao Wen's father?

But I was just thinking about it casually and didn't care too much. Soon, Bao Wen went downstairs to talk to her mother.

I heard Bao Wen say to her mother, "Mom, you're here! I was just about to contact you."

Bao Wen's mother seemed to be in a good mood, smiling and asking Bao Wen if there was any movement in her belly.

Bao Wen suddenly sighed and said, "Mom, I was right. I took Chen Ming to the urologist a couple of days ago, and he has a problem. He can't have children now."

I clenched my fists in anger, but dared not make a sound.

Then Bao Wen's mother said angrily, "What? Chen Ming can't have children? He seems perfectly healthy. How could he be unable to have children? Xiao Wen, you're not trying to lie to your mother again, are you?"

Bao Wen said how could that be? We're already married and have the marriage certificate; how could she lie to me? Then she texted me, telling me to bring the test results down.

After going downstairs, I looked at Bao Wen's mother awkwardly, my face flushed with shame, and my head lowered.

Her mother stared at me, as if trying to see if I was a normal man.

I handed her the test results and wrote to her with the paper and pen I had prepared: "Mother-in-law, I'm sorry. I went to the hospital for a checkup, and I do have a problem. I'm sorry, Xiao Wen, and even more sorry, you. I can't give you a grandchild for the time being."

Bao Wen's mother's face immediately darkened. She questioned Bao Wen about her choice of man, asking why she had picked such a good-looking

but useless pretty boy. I was utterly humiliated, but I continued writing to Bao Wen's mother, saying, "Mother-in-law, I'm sorry, but the doctor said my illness isn't difficult to treat. With proper care, I can recover. The doctor even said that after I'm cured, he'll prescribe some medicine that can help me have a son."

Bao Wen chimed in, saying that since we were already married, there was no rush. She couldn't just divorce and find another man right after getting married; she couldn't bear the embarrassment.

In the end, Bao Wen's mother didn't say anything more. She stayed for lunch and then left. I had cooked lunch, and I could sense that her gaze towards me had changed; she was very dissatisfied with me. I really wanted to explain to her, but I could only endure it.

After this incident, Bao Wen threw two thousand yuan at me, saying it was for my dignity. Although I was unhappy, I still accepted the money.

For the next few days, Bao Wen wasn't home; she must have boarded a flight. I took advantage of this time to travel around the city, hoping to find a job so I'd have a backup plan if things went wrong with Bao Wen.

However, because I was afraid Bao Wen would find out, I'd be essentially a "deaf-mute," and finding suitable work is really difficult for a deaf-mute. I hadn't found anything satisfactory yet.

While it was lonely without Bao Wen at home, I was happy with the peace and quiet. Gradually, I found myself adapting to this life; even if I didn't speak for days, I didn't feel anything.

As for Bao Wen's mother, she was quite concerned about me, frequently texting me, either telling me what supplements to take or urging me to exercise…

Talking about this with her mother made me feel very awkward. More than once, I wanted to tell her that I was actually a normal man, but Bao Wen wouldn't let me touch her, but sometimes even after typing it out, I still didn't dare go out.

Days passed slowly like this, and just when I felt I had completely adapted to this role, Bao Wen did something that deeply hurt my self-esteem.

She actually brought that woman home for the night!

That night, around nine o'clock, I was making myself a late-night snack downstairs when Bao Wen came back, with a woman standing next to her—the same girl from the Shangri-La we'd met before.

This girl looked to be in her early twenties, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and skirt similar to a school uniform, which gave her a unique air of innocence.

I hid in the kitchen, too ashamed to face them, but I listened intently.

I heard Bao Wen say to the woman, "Xiao Shui, why don't you stay at my place tonight?"

The girl named Xiao Shui immediately said shyly, "What does that man look like? Won't he find out? Men can be crazy when they're ruthless."

Bao Wen scoffed, saying disdainfully, "So what if he knows? He's not a man. He's just something I bought. These past few days, he hasn't even dared to touch my hand. If he dares to do anything, I'll break his legs."

At that moment, Bao Wen and the others heard the commotion in the kitchen, so Bao Wen immediately went in. She saw me and pulled me out.

She pointed to the girl named Xiaoshui, then typed on her phone to tell me: "My friend is sleeping at my house tonight, you can make a makeshift bed downstairs."

I nodded meekly, and then Xiaoshui chuckled. She obviously knew I couldn't hear her, and said with a laugh, "This man is quite obedient."

My anger surged, but I had to pretend I didn't hear her, forcing a smile and gesturing to them if they wanted to have a late-night snack together.

Bao Wen glared at me coldly, then took Xiaoshui upstairs.

After they went upstairs, I punched the air hard.

Then I went upstairs to get my bedding, but just then, Bao Wen actually threw my blanket down from upstairs, muttering, "Smells like a man."

Although I'm from the countryside, I'm actually very clean, and Bao Wen's words really hurt my pride, but I had no choice but to silently make a makeshift bed downstairs.

I had no appetite for late-night snacks. Lying alone on my makeshift bed on the floor, my mind was completely blank. Was I really going to stand by and watch my wife cheat on me at home?

I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. I kept reminding myself that I was just playing the husband, that Bao Wen wasn't my real wife, and that I could just turn a blind eye.

But this reasoning didn't convince me. I'm very traditional; we're married, I'm her husband. If she brings another woman home, it's like she's defecating on my head!

Finally, I gritted my teeth and tiptoed upstairs.

I stood cautiously at the door, barely daring to breathe. I had a strong urge to rush into the room, but I was also itching to listen a little longer.

Just then, the girl named Xiao Shui suddenly spoke up: "Wenwen, there seems to be someone at the door."

Chapter 4: Secret Revenge

Xiao Shui said there was someone at the door, and I froze in mid-air. My first instinct was to run, but I held back. I had to stay calm. Even if they found me, I had to pretend I was just coming upstairs. If I ran away, not only would I be exposed, but my hearing might also be exposed.

But Bao Wen wasn't worried at all. She said dismissively, "He's probably fast asleep. So what if he does come up? He can't hear me anyway. It doesn't matter if he's at the door. I won't open the door for him."

Xiao Shui chuckled and said, "My husband is so awesome." Then the two of them ignored whether there was anyone at the door and continued.

I hid by the door, listening.

But eventually, I was overwhelmed by an endless emptiness. I felt like a clown, worse than a dog. A dog can get a reward from its master just by wagging its tail and begging, but what about me?

I was resentful, clenching my fists tightly, but I didn't have the courage to break down the door.

But while hiding by the door, I overheard another conversation between the two of them, which gave me a better understanding of Xiao Shui.

Xiao Shui seemed to be a resident singer at some bar, and now she had been scouted by a talent agency, but the bar owner wouldn't let her leave. She even asked Bao Wen to help her find a solution.

Bao Wen seemed even more capable than I had imagined; she said she would help Xiao Shui resolve the issue. This made me suddenly cower. I thought that if I acted impulsively and offended Bao Wen, I would definitely be in deep trouble.

In the end, I could only go downstairs dejectedly, and I didn't fall asleep until after 3 a.m. That night, I had nightmares all night, filled with mocking faces.

The next morning, Bao Wen and Xiao Shui went out early, while I was still lying on the ground.

As soon as they left, I rushed back to my room. Bao Wen and the others simply tidied up the bedding and such. I couldn't resist, so I lay on the bed, inhaling the scent of the two women, completely intoxicated.

That noon, I had just finished making lunch when Bao Wen and Xiao Shui suddenly returned. They didn't greet me and went straight upstairs.

However, they came downstairs quickly. I thought they had come back to get something, but unexpectedly, Bao Wen suddenly walked up to me and slapped me across the face.

I was completely stunned, my face burning with pain. I glared angrily at Bao Wen, but my anger vanished in an instant.

Bao Wen quickly typed on her phone and showed it to me: Thief, hand over the things.

I was completely dumbfounded. Bao Wen called me a thief? What did I steal?

Seeing my bewildered look, Bao Wen got even angrier, grabbing my ear and yelling, "I knew you'd be a scoundrel someday! I didn't expect you to show your true colors so quickly, even daring to steal my things!"

I shook my head frantically, waving my hands to Bao Wen, indicating I didn't know what she was talking about.

Bao Wen then typed something on her phone for me: "Hand over my friend's necklace now, or I'll call the police. "

It turned out Xiao Shui's necklace was missing. Seeing the words "call the police" startled me, but I really didn't know anything about necklaces.

I typed to her that she was mistaken, that I'd never seen a necklace.

But Bao Wen didn't believe me. She typed to me that if I handed it over, she wouldn't hold it against me. She even said I must be desperate for money, taking anything valuable I saw.

Just then, Xiao Shui walked over, giving me a disdainful look.

However, Xiao Shui wasn't as fierce as Bao Wen. She just said to Bao Wen, "Wenwen, let it go. He looks quite pitiful. Didn't you say he has a sick sister? He probably needs money urgently. Besides, he's surrounded by a beautiful woman like you every day, but he can't touch you. He might need money to solve his physical needs. Let's give him a chance and let him put the necklace back when he's alone."

Bao Wen said that people like me who steal should be taught a lesson, but she said she would listen to Xiao Shui, so she didn't hit me again. She just typed on her phone and told me: "Considering this is your first time stealing, I won't punish you this time. Find a chance to put the necklace back where it is."

As she showed me this message, Bao Wen said, "People really become more and more immoral when they're poor. Even if you steal this kind of dirty money and use it to treat your illness, it won't cure you."

My sister is my only relative, and Bao Wen's words really provoked me. My whole face turned red with anger.

Finally, I couldn't hold back anymore and shoved Bao Wen aside, storming off in anger. In my haste, I also knocked Xiao Shui down. Bao Wen, enraged, forgot I couldn't hear her and huffed and puffed behind me, yelling, "You piece of trash! You've gone too

far! Stop right there!" I ignored her and ran a long way.

Bao Wen didn't chase after me, and gradually I calmed down. Although I was still angry, I also felt remorseful. I felt I shouldn't have run away like that. I'd endured so much for so many days; how could I not let it go?

But I really didn't know anything about the necklace. Suddenly, a chill ran down my spine. Would Bao Wen really call the police? If I ran away now, wouldn't I be a fugitive?

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. Finally, I steeled myself and went back. I felt I had to get to the bottom of this and resolve it.

But when I got back, I found that Bao Wen and Xiao Shui were gone. I figured they had no reason to insult me by accusing me of stealing; they probably weren't lying. So I decided to go look for them in the room.

I searched the bed and even under the bed, but couldn't find the necklace. Just as I was about to give up, I saw something sparkling in the crack of the bedside table. Shining a flashlight on it, I saw it was indeed a crystal necklace.

My heart leaped with joy, and I quickly texted Bao Wen, saying I'd looked in the room and found the necklace, and asked her to come back for it.

Bao Wen replied quickly, saying, "Put the necklace on my bedside table. You're being considerate today, so I won't pursue it this time. But if you dare steal anything from my house again, it won't end so easily!"

After reading Bao Wen's text, my head exploded. Bao Wen was still insisting that I stole the necklace. She wouldn't listen to my explanation at all. How could this woman be so arrogant? Was I really less than a dog?

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. I felt that the label of 'thief' was firmly nailed to my head by Bao Wen, and I had no chance to clear my name.

Anger, humiliation, resentment, and inferiority surged within me, and I finally decided to 'rebel'.

I felt I could be a coward, I could act subservient in front of Bao Wen—all for the sake of survival, for money. But I wasn't truly useless; I could use my brain and make Bao Wen pay a price.

So, I used a secondary WeChat account to add my mother-in-law's WeChat account, her WeChat ID being her name, Chen Ya.

Then, I sent my mother-in-law the video I had recorded that night of Bao Wen and Xiao Shui going to the hotel, along with a message saying her daughter was abnormal.

Soon, Chen Ya asked who I was, but I didn't respond.

After handling everything, I let out a long sigh of relief, feeling much better and less resentful. I believed Chen Ya would definitely confront Bao Wen, and Bao Wen was clearly quite afraid of her mother; this time, I would definitely make Bao Wen suffer a great loss. Sure enough

, Bao Wen's mother arrived the next day.

Chen Ya arrived in the afternoon; Bao Wen hadn't returned yet, and she called me down to the lobby.

She typed to me: "Chen Ming, tell me the truth, are you and Wenwen really in a deep relationship? Are you really trying to have a child?"

I nodded, and then she asked me again: "How is Xiaowen to you? Does she often have social engagements and rarely come home?"

I typed: "It's okay, Xiaowen is quite family-oriented. She rarely has social engagements, and even if she has friends to hang out with, she brings them home. A few days ago, she even brought a friend home to stay overnight."

I subtly mentioned that Bao Wen had brought Xiao Shui home to stay overnight, and Chen Ya's face immediately darkened. I guessed she was even more convinced that Bao Wen was acting strangely.

Soon Bao Wen returned, and they asked me to come upstairs. I did, and then I heard the two of them arguing downstairs.

To my surprise, Chen Ya seemed to know about Xiao Shui.

Because her first words were: "Xiaowen, tell Mom the truth, are you still hanging out with that woman?"

Chapter 5 Knowing Who It Was

Chen Ya actually asked Bao Wen if she was still with that woman. Hearing this, I was initially stunned, but quickly realized what was going on.

It turned out Chen Ya had known about her daughter's problem all along; no wonder she was willing to accept someone as deaf and mute as me, and even monitored my bedroom!

Bao Wen, unaware of my betrayal, immediately retorted, "Mom, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm married, how could I still be with her?"

Chen Ya's voice immediately rose, and she angrily said, "Xiao Wen, stop pretending! I've received someone else's video. Look at it yourself, still being stubborn! You're going to drive me crazy!"

After saying this, Chen Ya probably showed Bao Wen the video I had secretly recorded.

A brief silence fell, but Bao Wen quickly continued her rebuttal, "Mom, who gave you this? Someone must have ruined our relationship. This video is from a long time ago; I haven't contacted Xiao Shui recently."

Hearing Bao Wen's words, I thought she was quite astute; with physical evidence, she was still calmly trying to clear her name.

Suddenly, a sharp 'smack' came from downstairs. Chen Ya had actually slapped Bao Wen across the face!

I felt incredibly satisfied at that moment, thinking, "So, Bao Wen, you get slapped too? Serves you right for hitting me."

After slapping Bao Wen, Chen Ya continued angrily, "Xiao Wen, don't lie to your mother. I just asked Chen Ming, and you brought a woman home to spend the night yesterday!"

Hearing this, I became a little nervous, wondering if Bao Wen would take her anger out on me.

Soon, Bao Wen seemed to get angry too, huffing, "Mom, why do you always meddle in my affairs? I'm married now, what more do you want from me?"

Chen Ya was still angry and didn't speak for a while. After half a minute, she finally said, still furious, "Xiao Wen, I don't want to care about you anymore. I don't care who you hang out with in the future. But there's one thing you must do: whether you cure Chen Ming or go out and find another man, you must give me a grandson. Otherwise, I'll pretend I don't have a daughter."

Chen Ya was actually willing to let Bao Wen go out and find another man just to have a grandson. It was then that I realized that not only in Bao Wen's eyes, but also in my mother-in-law's eyes, my status was insignificant.

After Chen Ya finished speaking, I heard a series of footsteps; she must have left.

Bao Wen quickly said to her mother, "Okay, Mom, I'll listen to you this time. I'll definitely give you a grandson within a year, and from then on, you don't need to interfere in my affairs anymore!"

Hearing Bao Wen's words, I was stunned. Did she really want to have my child?

Just then, Bao Wen rushed up in her high heels.

I pretended not to know anything and forced a smile to greet her, but as soon as she saw me, she raised her foot and stomped on my lower abdomen.

Actually, I had already guessed that Bao Wen would hit me, so I secretly used my strength to keep my body steady. Although Bao Wen's kick was hard, making my stomach hurt terribly, I didn't fall.

On the contrary, Bao Wen, because she was wearing high heels, stumbled and fell backward.

I dared not provoke Bao Wen completely, so I quickly reached out to pull her up. Unexpectedly, I lost my balance in the rush, and we both fell. I instinctively used my hands to brace myself!

Bao Wen then suddenly raised her knee and slammed it into me, almost knocking me unconscious from the pain.

Immediately afterward, she slapped me across the face and then knocked me down.

Bao Wen's series of movements were swift; it felt like she had some kind of taekwondo training. I thought to myself, if we went all out, I might not even be able to beat her.

Bao Wen was truly enraged, completely abandoning the composure expected of a flight attendant. She slapped me twice more.

My face burned with pain, but this time I didn't feel particularly insulted. I had already vented my anger today. Bao Wen had already been beaten by her mother; the angrier she became, the more successful my revenge was.

Thinking this, I couldn't help but laugh.

Soon, Bao Wen noticed me laughing. She paused for a moment, then quickly grabbed my head and asked what I was laughing at. But I laughed even harder.

Bao Wen was stunned. She immediately let go, probably afraid of driving me insane.

Then she realized I couldn't hear her, and started yelling at me, asking if I was crazy for laughing while being hit.

I typed on my phone: "I'm just a dog you bought with your money. It's right for you to hit me, and it's right for me to laugh. I have no right to cry." (

Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [Wolf Literature] and reply with the number 121 to continue reading the exciting story!) Bao Wen's expression froze. She clearly hadn't expected someone as useless as me to say such a thing—neither humble nor arrogant, yet revealing a humble stubbornness.

In the end, Bao Wen stopped. Perhaps she had just had enough. She called me trash, saying I wanted to be a dog, that I was even worse than a dog, only good at currying favor with her mother, and then she got up and left.

Soon she went to the bathroom to shower, as if touching me was incredibly dirty and disgusting.

I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth where Bao Wen had slapped me, licked my chapped lips, and stood up. Although it still hurt, it wasn't as bad as before.

I just felt like I'd found a way to deal with Bao Wen. I could appear cowardly and weak on the surface, but I could completely scheme against her behind her back, and I actually quite enjoyed this feeling of being hidden in the shadows, like an assassin. (

Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [Wolf Walk Literature] and reply with the number 121 to continue reading the exciting story!) After Bao Wen finished showering, I was about to shower too, but she stopped me. She told me to get downstairs, saying her friend was coming over tonight.

I was stunned again. Damn, Bao Wen was incredibly audacious! Chen Ya had just reprimanded her today, and she was bringing another woman home! She completely disregarded Chen Ya's words.

But I quickly realized what she meant. Chen Ya had said that as long as Bao Wen gave her a grandson, she would let Bao Wen do whatever she wanted.

Was Bao Wen really determined to have a child with me?

Judging from her reaction to me today, I felt it was completely impossible. My heart skipped a beat, wondering if she really intended to go out and have a child with another man. I

suddenly felt a little scared because if Bao Wen really did that, the last shred of my male pride would vanish. After all, we were married, and I might have to play her husband for the rest of my life. If the child wasn't mine, my life would be ruined.

I went downstairs in a daze, not even consuming dinner, just lying there blankly on my cot.

Xiao Shui still hadn't come. Just when I thought she wouldn't come tonight, she actually showed up around 1 a.m.

She was wearing a nurse's uniform. She didn't even look at me, going straight upstairs to find Bao Wen. I was still quite upset. Bao Wen really didn't treat me like part of the family, giving the key to someone else so casually. After Xiaoshui went upstairs, I only held back for a moment before, almost inexplicably, sneaking upstairs again.

Mom said my third aunt was incredibly beautiful when she was young. Tall and slender, with fair skin and a full bottom. Men would have all sorts of fantasies about her. Mom said my third aunt was very seductive. She swayed her hips when she walked, and her eyes seemed to smile when she looked at people.

In that remote mountain village, my third aunt was the topic of conversation among the men. Some men said...

My wife is a beautiful flight attendant, while I'm just a country bumpkin. Many people envy my life's success, but they don't know how much hardship and humiliation I've endured. My

wife and I met through a friend who works at a marriage agency. He contacted me that day, saying a woman was looking for a husband, and I met all the criteria.

The criteria were bizarre: a live-in son-in-law, honest and simple, timid, and deaf-mute.

My parents passed away early, and I have a sixteen-year-old sister who suffers from severe anemia. I've always been under a lot of pressure, and I'm quite withdrawn, even a bit insecure, so these criteria did seem suitable for me. But even though I'm not talkative, I'm not deaf-mute!

My friend said this woman was quite wealthy and would offer a substantial dowry, which tempted me greatly. After all, my sister's annual medical expenses are high, and I simply couldn't afford it, so I really wanted to "marry" this woman.

Finally, a friend gave me an idea. He said the woman wanted a deaf-mute man because she was afraid he'd be too talkative, and she just wanted someone to carry on the family line. There shouldn't be any other secrets.

He told me to pretend to be deaf-mute, specifically someone who had become deaf later in life and could still read. He said if I could keep it up for three to five months, it wouldn't matter if she found out after we got married.

I did as he said. Our first meeting was at a tea restaurant near the airport. When I saw her, I was completely stunned. I had always imagined her to be an ugly old woman, but she was a flight attendant, and she was wearing her uniform—she looked incredibly beautiful and had such an elegant air about her.

She only glanced at me casually a few times, then texted me briefly before leaving.

Her name was Bao Wen, twenty-six years old, four years older than me. I felt she was cold and dismissive towards me; she probably wasn't interested in me.

Unexpectedly, three days later, I received a call from her saying that if I had no objections, we could get married. Of course,

I had no objections. I felt like I was living in a dream, wondering what she saw in me. Later, Bao Wen took me to her home to meet her parents.

I only saw Bao Wen's mother; she looked very young, wearing a tight-fitting cheongsam, and her skin was exceptionally well-maintained. I would have believed she was Bao Wen's older sister.

Bao Wen introduced me to her mother, saying I was deaf and mute, making communication difficult, but I was a very good person, had once saved her life, and was responsible. She said she liked me quite a bit and hoped her mother would approve.

Her mother looked me up and down, as if I were a toy.

They assumed I really couldn't hear, and they communicated quite freely. In the end, her mother said I was decent-looking and physically strong, but my deafness was a bit of a letdown.

Bao Wen said she valued my deafness and inability to speak so she could have her own private space, and her mother didn't say anything more, seemingly agreeing to my request.

That day, while we were eating together, her mother kept secretly glancing at me, as if she was still observing and testing me.

A week later, Bao Wen and I registered our marriage. We didn't have a grand wedding, just a simple one. About ten relatives came, probably because they were afraid too many people would know I was deaf and mute and feel ashamed.

That night, Bao Wen and I moved into our bridal suite.

Bao Wen typed on her phone, telling me to take a shower first, so I rushed off. Then she did too, and I waited for her in bed.

When she came out of the bathroom, Bao Wen was only wearing a purple lace nightgown, which made me a little awkward. Even though we were married, I felt something was missing; I wasn't completely at ease.

Soon she got into bed and took off her nightgown.

But then, she suddenly turned off the light, pulled up the covers, and used them to cover us. She quietly showed me her phone; she had typed a message in her notes app: "My mom installed a camera in the room to monitor us. You have to cooperate."

Seeing this, I was completely stunned. What did this mean?

She quickly flipped to the next note, this time a very long one. After reading it, I finally understood what was going on.

Bao Wen said she only married me to appease her mother; she actually planned to never marry. She had previously faked boyfriends to deceive her mother, but the truth came out, so her mother no longer trusted her. That's why Bao Wen chose to marry me, an honest deaf-mute, because I'm not perfectly normal and wouldn't disrupt her life.

To confirm that Bao Wen wasn't lying this time, her mother installed a camera in the room to see if we would sleep together, as she desperately wanted a grandson.

Hearing this, I felt completely deflated. I knew a beautiful woman like Bao Wen wouldn't be interested in me; it was all a scheme, and I was just a pawn.

I suddenly felt a pang of sadness and immense inferiority.

Just then, Bao Wen glared at me again, signaling for me to cooperate…

About half an hour later, we finished.

Afterward, Bao Wen got up, put on her purple pajamas, sat on the edge of the bed, and lit a thin cigarette. I, on the other hand, buried my head under the covers, too afraid to come out.

Perhaps life's ups and downs came too quickly; tears welled up in my eyes uncontrollably, but I held them back. I just kept thinking, is this how my life is going to be? Will I never have the chance to be a real man? Can't I even touch my own wife?

But I only dared to think about it, and the night passed in silence.

For the next few days, Bao Wen didn't go to work; she was probably on her wedding leave. Because I'm deaf and mute, she didn't talk to me much. My life was simple: cleaning the house, mopping the floor, tending to the plants, etc. Although it was leisurely, I felt incredibly humiliated. But I couldn't do anything about it; I was just a live-in son-in-law, I married into the family.

A week later, Bao Wen's wedding leave ended, and she went back to work. My life remained monotonous; I didn't even leave the house, afraid that Bao Wen's mother was still watching me.

I thought my life might be like this forever—humiliating, but at least normal. Little did I know, this was just the beginning of my humiliation.

That evening, while I was watching TV upstairs, I suddenly heard an argument downstairs. It was Bao Wen and her mother; it seemed Bao Wen had come home for the holidays.

I heard Bao Wen's mother ask her, "Xiao Wen, are you pregnant or not?"

Bao Wen replied impatiently, "No, it's not that easy. Besides, I suspect Chen Ming is impotent. I don't have time now, but I'll take him to the hospital for a checkup during my annual leave."

Hearing this, my mind went blank. You wouldn't even let me touch you, and you're saying I'm impotent!

At that moment, I felt both ashamed and wronged. I really wanted to rush downstairs and tell Bao Wen's mother that Bao Wen was lying to her, but I didn't dare, because I was afraid of losing my current life.

Chapter 2: The Test Results

Later, Bao Wen and her mother argued a bit more, basically telling her mother to mind her own business, and then she went upstairs in her high heels.

I was so scared that I sat motionless on the sofa, pretending I knew nothing.

Bao Wen arrived in the room quickly. I hurriedly greeted her with a forced smile, reaching out to take her bag, but she pushed me away and told me to get lost.

I didn't dare react at all, continuing to fawn over her.

She ignored me and went straight into the bathroom to shower. When she came out, she was wearing a tight-fitting tracksuit.

Bao Wen enjoys aerobics, and she immediately started dancing in front of the mirror.

Watching her back, I couldn't help but think, "She's my wife, why can't I have her?"

Just then, Bao Wen saw me spying on her in the mirror. Perhaps still angry, she turned around and came to my side, slapping me across the face and yelling, "What right do you have to look at me? Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out!"

In our village, being slapped by a woman is the greatest insult to a man, but I could only endure it. I pretended not to hear her, gave her a confused look, and then ran into the bathroom. Once inside

, I knew that Bao Wen's mother had definitely removed the security camera from the room, which was why Bao Wen dared to be so brazen towards me; she no longer needed to act.

And I also knew that the real test had just begun. Bao Wen, without any pretense, might do whatever she wanted to me. In her eyes, I wasn't even a man, or even a person; she seemed to treat me like a dog she had bought.

I took a humiliating shower, and when I finished, I found Bao Wen's flight attendant uniform lying nearby. Before I could do anything, Bao Wen quickly pushed open the bathroom door. She rushed up, grabbed her uniform, and slapped me on the back of the head. Then, she quickly typed a message on her phone, saying that from today onwards, I wasn't allowed to touch her things, and I wasn't allowed to sleep in her bed anymore; I'd have to sleep on the floor.

I didn't dare argue and could only nod.

And so, we began living in separate beds despite sharing a room. Bao Wen had a terrible temper, and with my forbearance and concessions, she became increasingly demanding. She scolded me more than once, and even hit me. Sometimes I really wanted to break off the engagement and divorce her. But I had already received 40,000 yuan in betrothal gifts from her family, and she still gave me 3,000 yuan every month; I just couldn't bring myself to do it.

Sometimes I would comfort myself, thinking that going out to work dirty and hard jobs would only earn a few thousand yuan a month, and I could earn that much here just by enduring it all. I could treat it as a job, and when I had a better opportunity later, I would break off the engagement.

However, while I could endure the beatings and scoldings, something soon happened that I couldn't bear anymore.

That night, around 11 PM, I was already asleep on the floor when Bao Wen's phone suddenly rang.

Thinking I couldn't hear it, she answered without warning, saying, "Honey, you're finally back? I've missed you so much!"

Hearing this, I didn't realize the gravity of the situation; I figured women often talked like that.

But Bao Wen's next words struck me like a thunderbolt. She continued, "You've already booked the hotel? You're really in a hurry! Okay, I'll be there right away."

As a country girl, I might be a little out of touch with modern life, but I'm not stupid. Even a fool could tell that Bao Wen was having an affair! I was so

angry I felt like I was going to vomit blood. If this happened in our village, people would gossip about it for life; it would be enough to make me so ashamed I'd drink pesticide.

I wanted to rush over, grab Bao Wen's head, and demand what was going on, but I didn't dare. I could only close my eyes tightly and pretend to be asleep.

I felt my heart was bleeding, and I was also very puzzled. Since Bao Wen already had a man, why didn't she marry him instead of choosing someone like me, a "deaf-mute"?

With her looks, what kind of man couldn't she find?

But thinking back to her phone call earlier, I vaguely guessed something. Was Bao Wen a mistress?

Just then, Bao Wen changed into a dress and put on light makeup before leaving.

I was momentarily stunned, but finally gritted my teeth and quietly followed her. I wanted to see who this aloof wife who looked down on me was going to see tonight.

After leaving the house, I hailed a taxi and followed her at a distance. Soon she went to the Shangri-La Hotel. A room there costs over a thousand a night, and my anger immediately subsided. She must be rich; what could I possibly do against her?

I followed Bao Wen into the hotel, watching her go into one of the rooms, but ultimately lacked the courage to barge in.

I sat alone on the floor, burying my head in my knees, feeling a suppressed urge to cry, but unable to.

I, who never smokes, bought a pack of cigarettes and smoked almost half of it in one go. My throat was burning, but it still couldn't suppress the helplessness in my heart.

My wife was fooling around with another man in a hotel, and I didn't dare to say a word. Was I even a man?

In the end, I decided to record everything and show it to Bao Wen's mother later. That way, even if we got divorced, they wouldn't ask me for a dowry, since Bao Wen was the one who made the mistake first.

So I hid at the end of the corridor, waiting for Bao Wen and that person to come out.

I waited until after 3 a.m., when the door to the room Bao Wen went to suddenly opened. I immediately started secretly recording with my phone.

First, Bao Wen came out of the room, and soon after, another person came out. My heart was about to jump out of my throat, but I realized it wasn't a man, but a woman, and this woman was exceptionally beautiful. Moreover, Bao Wen put her arm around this woman's waist, called her "wife," and said they were going to get some late-night snacks.

Now I finally understood. It wasn't a man who cheated on me, but a woman!

Discovering this secret didn't bring me any joy; on the contrary, it made me even more miserable. Was I, Chen Ming, less than a woman?

Watching them get closer and closer, feeling Bao Wen's aloof demeanor, I finally turned and ran in fear.

I ran wildly for several kilometers until I was drenched in sweat, then collapsed back into my cold home.

Lying helplessly on my bed, recalling the events leading up to my marriage to Bao Wen, I finally understood everything. I finally knew why Bao Wen wanted me, a 'deaf-mute,' as her husband, and why she lied to her mother—Bao Wen didn't like men at all!

What should I do? Pretend I know nothing? Or expose her and break off the engagement?

In the end, I decided to endure it for now. I needed to find a way out for myself before dealing with the marriage with Bao Wen.

However, just a few days later, Bao Wen did something that completely enraged me.

Early that morning, Bao Wen went out. When she returned, she tossed me a piece of paper and typed on her phone: "My mom's coming today. Show her this report and tell her you'll actively seek treatment. The doctor said it only takes about six months to cure, and that you'll be a good son-in-law." I picked up

the paper suspiciously, and after reading it, I was completely dumbfounded.

It was a hospital lab report, and the person who had the test done was me! The report said I was infertile!

How could Bao Wen insult me like this again and again?

At that moment, a crazy thought sprouted in my mind. "You, Bao Wen, you say I can't have children? Well, I'll make sure you don't get your way!"

Chapter 3.

A crazy thought seemed to rise in someone's head, and I felt a surge of excitement, a strange thrill.

But I didn't show it on my face. I just held the report, looked at Bao Wen blankly, and shook my head, indicating that I didn't want to accept it.

Bao Wen cursed at me angrily and pinched my ear.

Then she typed on her phone to tell me that she knew I had a sick sister. She said that if I could help her lie to her mother for a year, she would pay for all my sister's medical expenses.

I figured my friend must have given Bao Wen my information, so I didn't need to worry about my faking deafness being exposed. Bao Wen's words immediately tempted me, and for my sister's sake, I temporarily suppressed my thoughts of revenge.

So I nodded in agreement, but Bao Wen not only didn't express her gratitude, she even gave me a disdainful look.

A little while later, Bao Wen's mother arrived. She seemed to really like wearing cheongsams; today she was wearing a purple one, which made her look elegant and graceful. This made me very curious—why had I never met Bao Wen's father?

But I was just thinking about it casually and didn't care too much. Soon, Bao Wen went downstairs to talk to her mother.

I heard Bao Wen say to her mother, "Mom, you're here! I was just about to contact you."

Bao Wen's mother seemed to be in a good mood, smiling and asking Bao Wen if there was any movement in her belly.

Bao Wen suddenly sighed and said, "Mom, I was right. I took Chen Ming to the urologist a couple of days ago, and he has a problem; he can't have children now."

I clenched my fists in anger, but dared not make a sound.

Then Bao Wen's mother got quite angry and said, "What? Chen Ming is no good? He seems perfectly healthy, how could he be no good? Xiao Wen, you're not trying to lie to your mother again, are you?"

Bao Wen said how could that be? They were already married and had their marriage certificate, how could she lie to her? Then she texted me, asking me to bring the test results down.

After going downstairs, I looked at Bao Wen's mother awkwardly, blushing with shame and lowering my head.

Her mother stared at me, as if trying to see if I was a normal man.

I handed her the test results and wrote to her with the paper and pen I had prepared: "Mother-in-law, I'm sorry, I went to the hospital for a checkup, and I do have a problem. I'm sorry Xiao Wen, and even more sorry to you, I can't give you a grandson for now."

Bao Wen's mother's face immediately turned ugly. She questioned Bao Wen about how she chose a man, why she picked such a good-looking but useless pretty boy.

I was incredibly embarrassed, but I still wrote to Bao Wen's mother, saying, "Mother-in-law, I'm sorry, but the doctor said my illness isn't difficult to treat. With proper care, I can recover. The doctor even said that after I'm cured, he'll prescribe some medicine that can help me have a son."

Bao Wen chimed in, saying that since we were already married, there was no rush. She couldn't just divorce and find another man right after getting married; she couldn't bear the embarrassment.

In the end, Bao Wen's mother didn't say anything more. She stayed for lunch, which I cooked, and then left. I could sense that her gaze towards me had changed; she was very dissatisfied with me. I really wanted to explain, but I could only endure it.

After this incident, Bao Wen threw two thousand yuan at me, saying it was for my dignity. Although I was annoyed, I accepted the money.

For the next few days, Bao Wen wasn't home; she must have boarded a flight. I used those days to travel around the city, hoping to find a job so that if things went wrong with Bao Wen, I'd have a backup plan.

But because I was afraid of being discovered by Bao Wen, I could only remain "deaf and mute." It's really difficult for deaf and mute people to find suitable work, and I hadn't found a satisfactory one yet.

Without Bao Wen at home, although it was lonely, I was happy with the peace and quiet. Gradually, I found that I had adapted to this kind of life; even if I didn't speak for several days, I didn't feel anything.

As for Bao Wen's mother, she was quite concerned about my situation, sending me text messages from time to time, either telling me what supplements to take or urging me to exercise…

Talking about this with her mother made me feel very awkward. More than once, I wanted to tell her that I was actually a normal man, but Bao Wen wouldn't let me touch her, but sometimes even after typing it out, I still didn't dare to go out.

Days passed slowly like this, and just when I felt I had completely adapted to this role, Bao Wen did something that deeply hurt my self-esteem again.

She actually brought her woman home for the night!

That night, around nine o'clock, while I was making myself a late-night snack downstairs, Bao Wen returned, with a woman standing beside her—the same girl I had been with at Shangri-La.

The girl looked to be in her early twenties, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and skirt similar to a school uniform, which gave her a unique air of innocence.

I hid in the kitchen, too ashamed to face them, but I listened intently.

I heard Bao Wen say to the woman, "Xiao Shui, stay at my place tonight."

The girl named Xiao Shui immediately said shyly, "What does that man look like? Won't he find out? Men can be crazy when they're ruthless."

Bao Wen scoffed and said disdainfully, "So what if he knows? He's not a man. He's just something I bought. These past few days, he hasn't even dared to touch my hand. If he dares to do anything, I'll break his legs."

At this moment, Bao Wen and the others heard the commotion in the kitchen, so Bao Wen immediately went in. She saw me and pulled me out.

She pointed to the girl named Xiao Shui and then typed on her phone to tell me: My friend is sleeping at my place tonight. You can sleep on a makeshift bed downstairs.

I nodded hesitantly. Xiao Shui chuckled, clearly knowing I couldn't hear her. She laughed and said, "This man is quite obedient."

Anger surged within me, but I had to pretend not to hear, forcing a smile and gesturing to them if they wanted to have a late-night snack.

Bao Wen glared at me coldly, then took Xiao Shui upstairs.

Once they were upstairs, I punched the air hard.

Then I went upstairs to get my bedding, but just then, Bao Wen threw my blanket down from upstairs, muttering, "Smells like a man."

Although I'm from the countryside, I'm actually quite clean, and Bao Wen's words really hurt my pride, but I had no choice but to silently make do with sleeping on the floor downstairs.

I had no appetite for late-night snacks. Lying alone on my makeshift bed on the floor, my mind was completely blank. Was I really going to stand by and watch my wife cheat on me at home?

I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. I kept reminding myself that I was just playing the husband, that Bao Wen wasn't my real wife, and that I could just turn a blind eye.

But this reasoning didn't convince me. I'm very traditional; we're married, I'm her husband. If she brings another woman home, it's like she's defecating on my head!

Finally, I gritted my teeth and tiptoed upstairs.

I stood cautiously at the door, barely daring to breathe. I had a strong urge to rush into the room, but I was also itching to listen a little longer.

Just then, the girl named Xiao Shui suddenly spoke up: "Wenwen, there seems to be someone at the door."

Chapter 4: Secret Revenge

Xiao Shui said there was someone at the door, and I froze in mid-air. My first instinct was to run, but I held back. I had to stay calm. Even if they found me, I had to pretend I was just coming upstairs. If I ran away, not only would I be exposed, but my hearing might also be exposed.

Bao Wen, however, wasn't worried at all. She said dismissively, "He's probably fast asleep. Even if he does come up, so what? He can't hear us anyway. It doesn't matter if he's at the door; I won't open it for him."

Xiao Shui chuckled and said, "My husband is so awesome!" Then the two of them continued, ignoring whether anyone was at the door.

I, on the other hand, remained hidden at the door, listening.

But in the end, I was overwhelmed by an endless emptiness. I felt like a clown, less than a dog. A dog can get a reward from its master just by wagging its tail and begging, but what about me?

I felt resentful, clenching my fists tightly, but I still didn't have the courage to break down the door.

But while hiding by the door, I overheard another conversation between the two of them, which gave me a better understanding of Xiao Shui. It

seemed Xiao Shui was a resident singer at some bar, and now she'd been scouted by a talent agency, but the bar owner wouldn't let her leave. She even asked Bao Wen to help her find a solution.

Bao Wen seemed even more capable than I'd imagined; she said she'd help Xiao Shui resolve the situation. This made me suddenly nervous. I thought that if I impulsively offended Bao Wen, I'd be in deep trouble.

In the end, I could only dejectedly go downstairs, and I didn't fall asleep until after 3 a.m. That night, I had nightmares all night, filled with mocking faces.

The next morning, Bao Wen and Xiao Shui left early, while I was still lying on the floor.

As soon as they left, I couldn't wait to go back to my room. Bao Wen and Xiao Shui simply tidied up the bedding and such. I couldn't resist, lying on the bed, inhaling the scent of the two women, feeling quite intoxicated.

That noon, I had just finished making lunch when Bao Wen and Xiao Shui suddenly returned. They didn't greet me and went straight upstairs.

They came downstairs quickly, and I assumed they were going back to get something. Unexpectedly, Bao Wen suddenly walked up to me and slapped me across the face.

I was completely stunned; my face burned with pain. I glared angrily at Bao Wen, but my anger vanished in an instant.

Bao Wen then quickly typed something on her phone and showed it to me: "Thief, hand over your things."

I was completely dumbfounded. Bao Wen called me a thief? What did I steal?

Seeing my confused look, Bao Wen got even angrier. She grabbed my ear and twisted it, yelling, "I knew you'd be a scoundrel someday! I didn't expect you to show your true colors so quickly, even daring to steal my things!"

I shook my head frantically, waving my hands at Bao Wen, indicating I didn't understand what she was talking about.

Bao Wen then typed something on her phone and showed it to me: "Hand over my friend's necklace now, or I'll call the police."

It turned out Xiao Shui's necklace was missing. Seeing the words "call the police" startled me, but I really didn't know anything about necklaces.

I typed to her that she was mistaken, and that I hadn't seen any necklace.

But Bao Wen didn't believe me at all. She typed to me that if I handed it over, she wouldn't hold it against me. She even said I must be desperate for money, taking anything valuable I saw.

At this moment, Xiao Shui came over and gave me a rather disdainful look.

However, Xiao Shui wasn't as fierce as Bao Wen. She just said to Bao Wen, "Wenwen, forget it. He looks rather pitiful. Didn't you say he has a sick sister? He probably needs money urgently. Besides, he's surrounded by a beautiful woman like you every day, but he can't touch you. He might need money to solve his physical needs. Let's give him a chance and let him put the necklace back when he's alone."

Bao Wen said that people like me who steal need to be taught a lesson, but she said she would listen to Xiao Shui, so she didn't hit me again. She just typed to me on her phone: "Considering this is your first time stealing, I won't punish you this time. Find a chance to put the necklace back where it is."

While showing me

this sentence, Bao Wen said, "People really become more and more immoral when they're poor. Even if you steal this kind of dirty money and use it for medical treatment, it won't cure anything." My sister is my only family, and Bao Wen's words really provoked me. My face turned red with anger.

In the end, I couldn't hold back anymore. I pushed Bao Wen away and stormed off. Because I was in such a rush, I knocked Xiao Shui down. Bao Wen was so angry that she forgot I couldn't hear her. She angrily cursed at me from behind, "You good-for-nothing! You've

gone too far! Stop right there!" I ignored her and ran a long way.

Bao Wen didn't chase after me in the end, and gradually I calmed down. Although I was still angry, I also felt remorseful. I felt that I shouldn't have run away like that. I had endured so much for so many days, how could I not be able to endure this?

But I really didn't know anything about the necklace. Suddenly, I shuddered. Would Bao Wen really call the police? If I ran away now, wouldn't I really be a fugitive?

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. Finally, I steeled myself and went back. I felt I had to get to the bottom of this and resolve it.

But when I got back, I found that Bao Wen and Xiao Shui were gone. I figured they had no reason to humiliate me by accusing me of stealing; they probably weren't lying. So I decided to look in the room.

I searched the bed and even under the bed, but I couldn't find the necklace. Just as I was about to give up, I saw something sparkling in the crack of the bedside table. I shone a flashlight on it, and sure enough, it was a crystal necklace.

I was overjoyed and quickly sent Bao Wen a text message saying I'd looked in the room and found the necklace, and asked her to come back for it.

Bao Wen quickly replied to my text message, saying, "Put the necklace on my bedside table. You've been considerate today, so I won't pursue this. But if you dare steal anything from my house again, it won't end so easily!"

After reading Bao Wen's message, my head exploded. Bao Wen actually insisted that I stole the necklace, completely ignoring my explanations. How could this woman be so arrogant? Was I really less than a dog?

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. I felt that the label of 'thief' was firmly nailed to my head by Bao Wen, and I had no chance to clear my name.

Anger, humiliation, resentment, and inferiority surged within me, and finally, I decided to 'fight back.'

I felt I could be a coward, I could act like a grandson in front of Bao Wen—all for survival, for money. But I wasn't truly useless. I could use my brain and make Bao Wen pay a price.

So, I used a secondary WeChat account to add my mother-in-law's WeChat account; her WeChat ID was her name, Chen Ya.

Then I sent the video I recorded that night of Bao Wen and Xiao Shui going to the hotel to my mother-in-law, along with a message saying that her daughter was acting strangely.

Chen Ya quickly asked who I was, but I didn't respond.

After finishing all this, I breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling much better and less aggrieved. I believed Chen Ya would definitely confront Bao Wen, and Bao Wen was clearly quite afraid of her mother; this time, I was sure Bao Wen would suffer a great loss.

Sure enough, Bao Wen's mother came the next day.

Chen Ya arrived in the afternoon, before Bao Wen returned, and called me down to the lobby.

She typed, "Chen Ming, tell me the truth, are you and Wenwen deeply in love? Are you really trying your best to have a child?"

I nodded, and then she asked, "How is Xiao Wen to you? Does she often have social engagements and rarely come home?"

I typed, "It's okay, Xiao Wen is quite family-oriented and rarely has social engagements. Even if she has friends who want to hang out, she brings them home. A few days ago, she even brought a friend home to stay overnight."

I silently told Chen Ya that Bao Wen had brought Xiao Shui home for the night. Chen Ya's face immediately darkened; I guessed she was even more convinced that Bao Wen was acting strangely.

Bao Wen returned quickly, and they told me to come upstairs. I did, and then I heard the two of them arguing downstairs.

To my surprise, Chen Ya seemed to know about Xiao Shui.

Her first words were, "Xiao Wen, tell Mom the truth, are you still hanging out with that woman?"

Chapter 5 Knowing Who It Is

Chen Ya actually asked Bao Wen if she was still with that woman. Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized what was going on.

So Chen Ya already knew her daughter had problems. No wonder she was willing to accept a deaf-mute like me, and even monitored my bedroom!

Bao Wen, unaware of my betrayal, immediately retorted, "Mom, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm married, how could I still be with her?"

Chen Ya's voice immediately rose, and she angrily said, "Xiao Wen, stop pretending! I've received someone else's video. Look for yourself! Still being stubborn, you're going to drive your mother crazy!"

After saying that, Chen Ya probably showed Bao Wen the video I had secretly recorded.

There was a brief silence, but Bao Wen quickly continued to retort, "Mom, who gave you this? Someone must have ruined our relationship. This video is from a long time ago; I haven't contacted Xiao Shui recently."

Hearing Bao Wen's words, I thought she was quite astute; the evidence was there, yet she was still calmly trying to clear her name.

Suddenly, a crisp 'slap' came from downstairs—Chen Ya had actually slapped Bao Wen!

I felt incredibly satisfied at that moment, thinking, "So, Bao Wen, you get slapped too? Serves you right for hitting me!"

After slapping Bao Wen, Chen Ya continued angrily, "Xiao Wen, don't lie to your mother. I just asked Chen Ming, and you brought a woman home to spend the night yesterday!"

Hearing this, I became a little nervous, wondering if Bao Wen would take her anger out on me.

Soon, Bao Wen seemed to get angry too, huffing, "Mom, why do you always meddle in my affairs? I'm married now, what more do you want from me?"

Chen Ya was still angry and didn't speak for a while. After half a minute, she finally said, still furious, "Xiao Wen, I don't want to care about you anymore. I don't care who you hang out with in the future. But there's one thing you must do: whether you cure Chen Ming or go out and find another man, you must give me a grandson. Otherwise, I'll pretend I don't have a daughter."

Chen Ya was actually willing to let Bao Wen go out and find another man just to have a grandson. It was then that I realized that not only in Bao Wen's eyes, but also in my mother-in-law's eyes, my status was insignificant.

After Chen Ya finished speaking, I heard a series of footsteps; she must have left.

Bao Wen quickly said to her mother, "Okay, Mom, I'll listen to you this time. I'll definitely give you a grandson within a year, and from then on, you don't need to interfere in my affairs anymore!"

Hearing Bao Wen's words, I was stunned. Did she really want to have my child?

Just then, Bao Wen rushed up in her high heels.

I pretended not to know anything and forced a smile to greet her, but as soon as she saw me, she raised her foot and stomped on my lower abdomen.

Actually, I had already guessed that Bao Wen would hit me, so I secretly used my strength to keep my body steady. Although Bao Wen's kick was hard, making my stomach hurt terribly, I didn't fall.

On the contrary, Bao Wen, because she was wearing high heels, stumbled and fell backward.

I dared not provoke Bao Wen completely, so I quickly reached out to pull her up. Unexpectedly, I lost my balance in the rush, and we both fell. I instinctively used my hands to brace myself!

Bao Wen then suddenly raised her knee and slammed it into me, almost knocking me unconscious from the pain.

Immediately afterward, she slapped me across the face and then knocked me down.

Bao Wen's series of movements were swift; it felt like she had some kind of taekwondo training. I thought to myself, if we went all out, I might not even be able to beat her.

Bao Wen was truly enraged, completely abandoning the composure expected of a flight attendant. She slapped me twice more.

My face burned with pain, but this time I didn't feel particularly insulted. I had already vented my anger today. Bao Wen had already been beaten by her mother; the angrier she became, the more successful my revenge was.

Thinking this, I couldn't help but laugh.

Soon, Bao Wen noticed me laughing. She paused for a moment, then quickly grabbed my head and asked what I was laughing at. But I laughed even harder.

Bao Wen was stunned. She immediately let go, probably afraid of driving me insane.

Then she realized I couldn't hear her, and started yelling at me, asking if I was crazy for laughing while being hit.

I typed on my phone: "I'm just a dog you bought with your money. It's right for you to hit me, and it's right for me to laugh. I have no right to cry." (

Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [Wolf Literature] and reply with the number 121 to continue reading the exciting story!) Bao Wen's expression froze. She clearly hadn't expected someone as useless as me to say such a thing—neither humble nor arrogant, yet revealing a humble stubbornness.

In the end, Bao Wen stopped. Perhaps she had just had enough. She called me trash, saying I wanted to be a dog, that I was even worse than a dog, only good at currying favor with her mother, and then she got up and left.

Soon she went to the bathroom to shower, as if touching me was incredibly dirty and disgusting.

I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth where Bao Wen had slapped me, licked my chapped lips, and stood up. Although it still hurt, it wasn't as bad as before.

I just felt like I'd found a way to deal with Bao Wen. I could appear cowardly and weak on the surface, but I could completely scheme against her behind her back, and I actually quite enjoyed this feeling of being hidden in the shadows, like an assassin. (

Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [Wolf Walk Literature] and reply with the number 121 to continue reading the exciting story!) After Bao Wen finished showering, I was about to shower too, but she stopped me. She told me to get downstairs, saying her friend was coming over tonight.

I was stunned again. Damn, Bao Wen was incredibly audacious! Chen Ya had just reprimanded her today, and she was bringing another woman home! She completely disregarded Chen Ya's words.

But I quickly realized what she meant. Chen Ya had said that as long as Bao Wen gave her a grandson, she would let Bao Wen do whatever she wanted.

Was Bao Wen really determined to have a child with me?

Judging from her reaction to me today, I felt it was completely impossible. My heart skipped a beat, wondering if she really intended to go out and have a child with another man. I

suddenly felt a little scared because if Bao Wen really did that, the last shred of my male pride would vanish. After all, we were married, and I might have to play her husband for the rest of my life. If the child wasn't mine, my life would be ruined.

I went downstairs in a daze, not even consuming dinner, just lying there blankly on my cot.

Xiao Shui still hadn't come. Just when I thought she wouldn't come tonight, she actually showed up around 1 a.m.

She was wearing a nurse's uniform. She didn't even look at me, going straight upstairs to find Bao Wen. I was still quite upset. Bao Wen really didn't treat me like part of the family, giving the key to someone else so casually. After Xiaoshui went upstairs, I only held back for a while before, as if possessed, I quietly went upstairs again.

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