[Don't offend that doctor] (4-5)

Chapter Four

A particularly uneasy feeling washed over me; it was as if I had suddenly realized something. Seeing

my anxious expression, Luo Wei seemed to understand as well. She didn't stop me and even personally greeted the security guard in the hallway for me

. We took the elevator down to the hospital. By then, most of the patients had returned to their rooms. I had changed

my clothes when I came out, but using crutches still drew attention.

I didn't ask a friend to pick me up; this was a family matter, and I didn't want others to know anything. I just wanted to go home and see

what was going on. There were taxis waiting for passengers right outside the main gate. I got in and told the driver my address.

The traffic was good, so we arrived home quickly. Seeing my difficulty moving, the driver parked the car at the

closest spot to my house. I threw down 100 yuan, told him to keep the change, and got out.

This apartment complex is a relatively high-end property that I bought in full last year. It was quite expensive, not only using up all

my savings from the past few years, but also requiring a loan from both sets of parents to make up the difference. Objectively speaking, Qi Jing's family

contributed more; my parents bought their own apartment two years ago and had considerable savings, but they

didn't seem to mind. I had promised them that since it was essentially a loan, we would pay it back. I even

got a great discount through a friend. Qi Jing and I are very satisfied with the apartment in every way; the renovation was meticulous and

painstaking, aiming for high quality and perfection in every aspect. This apartment project was truly exhausting for us, but on the day

we moved in we felt all the hard work was worthwhile.

The apartment we lived in when we first got married was bought by my parents a few years ago. It was decent in many ways, but

the amenities in that complex were outdated, so we decided to move. Actually, at my age,

being able to buy a house in Beijing through my own efforts is quite an achievement, and I feel very proud. All my hard work over the years

hasn't been in vain. Regardless of the state of my relationship with Qi Jing, since we're living together, we should strive for a better future.

Everything was great after we moved in. For a while, we both enjoyed spending our evenings at home after work, enjoying the warmth of our

new home . But as time went on, the novelty wore off, and we unconsciously returned to our old routine.

Qi Jing would occasionally bring her parents over to stay. I didn't think much of it; there were plenty of rooms, and the place was big

enough . My father-in-law, being easygoing and not bothered by anything, said after one visit that it wasn't

as comfortable as his own home and he wouldn't come anymore, leaving only my mother-in-law. But what bothered me was my mother-in-law. Every day when I came home drunk, she

would say a few words, telling me not to come home so late, to come home earlier, and that Qi Jing was home alone, etc. Later, on

two occasions she looked very unhappy, and because I was drunk, my replies were a bit harsh, leading to a minor unpleasantness.

Actually, I've always had some distance between me and my mother-in-law. I didn't realize it before, but after we got married and spent more time with her,

I realized she's quite cunning, petty, materialistic, and likes to play tricks. She's two-faced. For example,

when we bought the house, right after we paid the deposit, she implied that we absolutely had to add her daughter's name to

the deed. Qi Jing and I weren't too concerned about this, but her saying it made us feel awkward. She knows that

I almost single-handedly bought the house, so

she didn't feel comfortable suggesting that we put both her daughter's name on the deed. And she's said this to me more than once, and privately to Qi Jing countless times. I can

understand her thinking; she's thinking about her daughter. She's also privately taught her daughter to be more careful, to keep track of the family's money, including my

income, etc. I couldn't be bothered to argue with her; whatever she said went. I was fine with just writing Qi Jing's

name . I just didn't think it was necessary to value money so much.

When I first went to Qi Jing's house, she interrogated me after a few words, practically digging

out every detail about me. Later, I heard from Qi Jing that her mother wasn't too supportive, believing that my profession, besides its

decent income, didn't offer any real benefit to the family. At the time, I was just a

junior employee , and hearing this made me feel uncomfortable, but her mother had always been powerless against her, basically obeying her

every word. Qi Jing insisted, and her mother accepted it. But I knew it was only superficial; deep down, it

didn't satisfy her. However, I've made rapid progress in recent years, and she's changed somewhat.

But she still tries to instill her own petty ideas in her daughter. Qi Jing mostly doesn't disregard her

mother's thinking; perhaps she hasn't experienced much hardship growing up, so she doesn't think about such things. I've always

felt that Qi Jing and her mother are different types of people; she's more like her father. She doesn't have as many hidden agendas. Her

personality, perhaps due to being spoiled since childhood, isn't great; she's never one to back down. At least, that's how she is with me and her

family Sometimes, if you argue with her, she'll be even more assertive, which is why we used to fight so often.

She almost never admits she's wrong. Her parents sometimes say, "That's the only thing about this girl; she never backs down, even with

us ." They're used to it, so I've stopped arguing with her and just let it go.

Sometimes I'll ask who she went shopping with today, and sometimes she'll come back with a really handsome guy. I'll

casually say, "Really? That's good. Go find a few more," or something like that.

Actually, it's not that I don't care at all; I just feel she's not that kind of person. She's just saying that to annoy

me. I know she always goes out with those same few girlfriends, so half of my indifference

is feigned, and half is genuine. Sometimes I wonder if she might really do the same thing, because I know I

would do such a thing, so I tend to overthink it. But then I think it doesn't really matter.

I'm truly indifferent to this family. I'd be freer without me. I'm perfectly capable of finding a much better girl now.

Sometimes I really feel that marriage is quite restrictive.

Personality is personality, but Qi Jing is very filial to her parents. She does her best to help them whenever they need anything;

it's genuine. You can tell that even when she's busy and her parents are in trouble, even if she complains or scolds them

, she still does what's right and doesn't slack off…

When I got downstairs, I looked up at my window. It seemed dark, and I couldn't see clearly from up there.

It seemed no one was home. Qi Jing had gone to training, so there shouldn't be anyone home. Was I wrong?

Since I was downstairs, I should still go up and check. So I opened the building door and went in.

The facilities in this complex are high-end; you don't need a key to open the door, a password or card works. I entered the password, and the door

made a crisp beep.

The living room was pitch black, the sound of the fish tank water was clearly audible, and it seemed no one was home. But then, a

bedroom door opened, and I could immediately recognize the figure inside even in the dim light

. "Xu Bo? Why are you back?" The speaker was my mother-in-law. Qi Jing often had her mother stay at our house,

so it wasn't strange. She felt quite comfortable staying in her daughter's room, which was perfectly fine with her. Whether she came or not didn't affect me

. I had assumed she wouldn't be staying here today since Qi Jing wasn't there, but she was still there.

"Oh, Mom, you're here."

"You?" She seemed a little nervous when she saw me. Was she surprised that I was back?

"I...I came back to pick up a document. There's an important meeting at the company tomorrow, and I need this.

Someone , so I came back to get it myself." I made up a lie on the spot. I couldn't exactly say that I suspected

someone else was staying at the house or that I was back to check on Qi Jing

. "Oh, you could have just called and told them, and I would have brought it to you. Jingjing went to training. Your dad is home;

he can take it for you. Or I can take the subway. It's nothing. Look at you, you're not even fully recovered yet,

and you've already run off on your own. What if it gets serious? You've injured your bone and you treat it like a joke. Why are you being so polite with your family

..." No matter how my mother-in-law does things, her words always come first. I'm numb to it all. If I actually let her bring

it, she'd probably say her back injury flared up or something...

"Oh, it's nothing. It's good to get out and about. Besides, I didn't have to walk all the way here. A friend brought me back, it's fine."

I was too lazy to listen to her nagging and interrupted her.

"Really? They're waiting for you downstairs? Does the doctor know?"

"Yes, you rest. I'll leave as soon as I get my things." After saying that, I headed towards the study.

"Hey, wait a minute." She saw me heading towards the study and came over to pull me back.

"What's wrong?"

"There's someone else in the study."

"Who?" I pretended to be calm, but I started to get nervous.

"It's a friend of Qi Jing's. She's from out of town and is staying in Beijing for two days." She spoke very quickly because she

was nervous

. "Oh, it's okay, go ahead and stay." I said, but I seemed to understand completely in my heart and continued walking towards the study.

"Wait a minute, she's a young woman, don't just go in like that."

"Then please knock on the door ,"

my mother-in-law knocked, and the door opened immediately. A woman appeared in the doorway. She was wearing a

beige nightgown, her hair loose. Although her face was partially obscured by her hair, I

recognized her at a glance. This was the woman I met at the hospital entrance that night and at the restaurant that day—the girl who called

Chen Jingyu " Brother"!

She opened the door, glanced at me expressionlessly, then avoided my gaze without

saying a word

. Needless to say, I was furious. I felt dizzy, a rush of heat to

my head. I couldn't believe she was actually here! I didn't know what to say when I saw her.

"Could you come out for a moment? I need to go in and get something, okay?" I didn't know what to say either. She didn't

seem to recognize me. Maybe our meeting in the bathroom that day hadn't left any impression on her

. She still didn't speak, but her expression clearly changed.

She seemed as if I had disturbed her. Seeing her expression, my anger grew. She

acted as if this was her home, and she didn't say a word to me when I came in, not even a

nod . Is this how they are, hereditary? I couldn't describe my feelings. Shock,

anger, and pain were all intertwined.

I went into the room and closed the door behind me. My study was actually quite simple, with a computer, a desk,

and a single bed. It seemed the girl was sleeping on the single bed, and the computer was on; she was probably online.

The study was a complete mess. The computer desk was piled high with various snacks and my favorite drinks.

A few pieces of clothing were scattered on the floor, and a white lace bra lay on the bed—I could easily tell from the style and

cup size belonged to Qi Jing. Next to the mahogany chair in the shopping mall sat a pair of black boots,

one upright, the other upside down. A brown skirt lay on the chair, and a pair of black

pantyhose draped over the back of the chair was quite eye-catching. These items were basically Qi Jing's standard attire for this season. It seemed these clothes

and underwear had all been worn or tried on by her. This study had never been this messy since we moved in.

The anger in my heart made me feel dizzy, so I sat down. My mind was blank;

I didn't know what I was thinking. This scene felt like a dream.

This girl must be Chen Jingyu's sister. Qi Jing actually let her stay in my house!

And just now at the hospital, I overheard her questioning whether her brother had a special relationship with that woman, which must have been referring to Qi Jing,

the one who mentioned leaving the pantyhose at his house! That can't be right!!! I feel like this is a complete

joke. Absolutely impossible! But how do I explain Chen Jingyu's sister appearing in my house now?!

I really want to go out and ask her, but where do I even begin? How can I ask? She won't tell me anyway,

it'll just be asking for trouble! I don't know what to do! Really, I feel like I'm dumbfounded! I'm usually so successful and

handle things with ease at work, but I've never encountered anything like this before. It's truly something I never expected. I don't know

how long I sat there, but then I heard my mother-in-law's voice outside,

"Xu Bo, still haven't found it?" She was annoyed by the time it was taking.

"Yeah, found it." I stood up and randomly grabbed a file from the bookshelf. Just then, I heard

a phone ringing on the bedside table—it was WeChat. I glanced down and noticed a cell phone next to my pillow—

a white iPhone 5, looking brand new. It was the same one a few days ago, the same one a good business partner

had given me. It was for Qi Jing; she'd only recently gotten a new phone and hadn't used it.

Its presence here, in use, clearly meant it belonged to that girl. I didn't know if it was

the , but I was sure. I didn't know how to calm my anger.

I didn't linger and reluctantly went outside, but my mind was in turmoil.

What would happen if I went out and confronted her? I was tempted to do so, but as I walked out the door,

I didn't immediately lash out. I knew that if I went out and yelled at her, my mother-in-law would…

She found fault with me, and indeed I didn't have a good reason to send her away.

"I thought your leg was inconvenient, so I offered to help you," my mother-in-law said as I came out.

"No need, I've found it. I'll be going now, you can rest," I said in a low voice,

glancing at the room out of the corner of my eye. The girl was standing in front of the fish tank looking at the fish.

"Okay, will your colleague take you? Or can I go back with you?" my mother-in-law said.

"No need, no problem," I said, deliberately letting her see my gaze sweep over the girl.

"How can you be so rude, child? This is your brother, and you don't even say a word," my mother-in-law noticed my

displeasure and felt bad, so she took the initiative to ask the girl to greet him

. "Brother," she called me coldly, her voice clearly showing her displeasure.

I nodded, then took a pack of cigarettes from the cabinet, said something to my mother-in-law, and came out.

My mother-in-law was still very concerned and gave me advice, and walked me to the elevator. I barely

heard , and when the elevator arrived, I stepped inside as quickly as possible.

"The elevator was moving very fast, and no one got on in between. I felt even more dizzy in the elevator;

I was almost unable to stand.

Qi Jing often brings some of her friends to my house, sometimes they even stay overnight. I'm used to it; I come home late

anyway , and I have plenty of rooms, so we don't interfere with each other, and it's not inconvenient. I'm

generally a hospitable person. But this time, I'm angry not because Qi Jing brought this person to stay, but because of Chen Jingyu! The anger

inside is constantly pounding in my head, and my fists are clenched so tightly they're sweating. I hate

Chen Jingyu." It wasn't just because of his attitude when we first met. It was because of a genuine sense of déjà vu; I

disliked him the moment I saw him. He wasn't bad-looking, with regular features and a refined, efficient demeanor, but he had a effeminate air about him

, a petty, narrow-minded quality. He didn't have an ounce of honesty or kindness in his appearance; just looking at him, you could tell he was

a troublesome person, not the easy kind to get along with. Through these past few days of interaction, I think my judgment of him was correct

. I've always trusted my judgment of people. For example, one day I went to the supermarket in my building and

overheard him talking to another colleague.

"I don't eat barbecue. It makes my stomach uncomfortable, and it's so unhygienic. I suggest you

order less of it and eat something healthier."

"It's not just barbecue there, why don't you eat something else?"

"No, I can't stand the smell. You guys go ahead."

I overheard this as I was leaving the supermarket. Apparently, his colleague invited him to dinner, but he was complaining and didn't want to go.

At that moment, I thought he was incredibly difficult, definitely not my type. I think most people in society

wouldn't like someone like that either!

I'm annoyed by his serious, unsmiling expression. He's almost always like that whenever I see him; he

never seems to smile. He speaks in a pedantic, affected way, trying to imitate a Hong Kong or Taiwanese accent despite having a southern accent—

that hoarse voice makes it incredibly awkward! He always answers every question with a medical-sounding "anything is possible"

attitude ! He never gives a straightforward answer, always with

that dismissive look. After these few days of interaction, I think my feeling is correct; he treats other

patients the same way.

In my daily work, I never want to deal with this kind of person, and of course, there are practically

no such people in our profession. Since coming to the hospital, I've actually been arguing with him, sometimes saying

hurtful . In my work, there are things I can't help but tolerate, but here I really don't want to. I

'm paying for treatment; doctors are supposed to serve me. Why do you have to put up with that attitude? I

paid money and I have to put up with your attitude?!

I didn't want things to be this way, so I've offended him quite a bit. Once, I even called the hospital to complain about his attitude because I

was so . I told them his attitude was extremely bad, and I

didn't hide who I was. The hospital said they would handle it, but the next day when he saw me, his face became even more gloomy.

It seemed complaining was useless. I considered calling again, but then I thought better of it

. I wouldn't be staying here for more than a few days anyway, and it wasn't worth getting angry over this.

Fellow patients have advised me not to argue with the doctor, not to offend him, saying it wouldn't do any good. Even

when I was eating with my friends, they all advised me not to offend the doctor, but I didn't care. He made me

unhappy , so why couldn't I make him unhappy? Anyway, he's not committing a crime by saying some unpleasant things. It's just a

leg injury; I'm just waiting to recover. What can he do?!

But now, I never expected it would actually happen to Qi Jing. I thought back on the events of the past few days:

delivering breakfast…then smelling Qi Jing's perfume in Chen's office…and Chen's

sister is currently staying at my house

. Leaving those aside, they're not really issues, but the girl mentioned her pantyhose being left at Chen Jingyu's house…

I think she's definitely talking about Qi Jing, because the mention of staying at that person's house

immediately up with this incident. Other things can be explained, but pantyhose being at Chen Jingyu's house

, and her saying it was on the bed…that's definitely not normal. What does that say? It's obvious. Everyone knows what

pantyhose is; it's a woman's intimate underwear. Under what circumstances would someone

take it off? And why would they take it off? There are only two possibilities: one, she's going home and taking it off for comfort; two... yes,

all I can think of is what it might obstruct, and what the point of taking it off would be. Pantyhose, as clothing,

is for covering the body, so taking it off would naturally expose the body. Exposing the body, which part? She's covering her entire lower body,

including her most private area. The most private area, of course, shouldn't be easily seen by others. So

, why would she take off a garment covering her private parts at an inappropriate time, besides to expose that area? I

can't imagine it. What would a woman do exposing her private parts in a man's house?! Even a fool

could figure it out! What other explanation could there be?!

Wait, the other day I overheard Chen Jingyu and her sister chatting at the restaurant. It seemed like this girl wasn't very old,

but her mentality wasn't very healthy; she was full of complaints and grievances. Could she have said that on purpose,

making it up ?! Should I believe Qi Jing? She couldn't be that kind of person, because based on my understanding of her, how could she...

Would she even be interested in a man like Chen Jingyu?!

Thinking this, I felt a little relieved; maybe that's how it is. Lost in thought, I walked until I reached

the community gate. I didn't know where to go, so I stood still. Go back to the hospital? No. Go home?

I couldn't go back. Just then, my phone rang. It was Luo Wei calling. She asked how things were at home, and I casually said

I was fine. She said if everything was alright, I should come back quickly. She said I didn't have a sick leave slip, and if something happened, no one could take responsibility.

I agreed and hung up. I should go back first, so as not to trouble Luo Wei.

Thinking this, a taxi just happened to come from the opposite direction…

Back at the hospital, the security guard at the gate asked for a sick leave slip. I didn't have one. He then asked which ward I was in

. Afraid of troubling Luo Wei, I said another ward and

shoved his hand

. "Brother, thank you for your help."

He hesitated for a moment, then smiled broadly and gestured for me to go inside. "Brother, take care."

I waved and went up the stairs. Luo Wei was fiddling with her phone at the nurses' station. Seeing me come in, she quickly stood up.

"Brother Xu, you're back."

"Yeah, sorry to have troubled you."

"It's alright

. Did you go home?" she asked hesitantly. "Yeah, I went back to get something. I came back as soon as I finished."

"Oh, are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

"Then you should get some rest," Luo Wei said carefully.

Back in the ward, all the other patients were asleep. I didn't wash up and went straight to bed, but

I still couldn't sleep. This matter kept replaying in my mind, two thoughts constantly battling within me. I

didn't get a good night's sleep. I thought it best to wait for Qi Jing to come and ask her directly.

The next evening, Qi Jing arrived, saying she had just finished a meeting and came straight to the hospital. Qi Jing, standing before me,

still looked radiant and stylish. Having spent more time with her these past few days, I felt she

had become even more beautiful. Her slightly darker complexion couldn't conceal her striking features, though her lightly applied makeup

gave her a touch of allure. She had long, straight legs and full, firm breasts. Today, she wore a brown

trench coat, which she took off upon entering the room. Underneath, she wore a white, round-neck knit top, somewhat fitted,

highlighting her ample bosom. She paired it with a brown pleated skirt, about ten centimeters above the knee, black

stockings , and grey knee-high boots, revealing about ten centimeters above and below her knees. In terms of appearance, Qi

Jing was absolutely outstanding among ordinary people; she would turn heads wherever she went. Naturally beautiful,

and with her love of dressing up, she was undeniably gorgeous. I really should cherish a wife like this. I suddenly

wanted to start a new relationship with Qi Jing, to spend more time with her.

It would be a great regret to waste my youth on a wife like her.

After exchanging a few trivial words, I tried to speak to her in a calm tone, trying to

tone down my usual domineering manner.

"Jingjing, I have a question for you."

"Huh? What is it?"

"Who did you let stay at our house?"

She was taken aback for a moment, then said calmly, "How did you know?"

"I went home yesterday to get a document."

"Don't be angry, I didn't discuss it with you. Director Chen's sister came, and she had nowhere to go. His wife is very

stingy and has always looked down on his family. To avoid unnecessary arguments, he put his sister in a hotel. The girl

is afraid to stay alone, so she asked me for help. We need her help, so I agreed to let her stay for two days.

Don't be angry.

" "Why did you insist on asking him?"

"Isn't he your attending physician? You've already offended him. If I don't stand up for him, wouldn't I be making trouble for

myself ? This is a serious matter, and it could leave you with lifelong health problems. You

know that. I'm doing this for you."

"Is it really necessary for me?" I couldn't quite describe how I felt when she said it was for me. She wasn't

entirely telling the truth.

"Of course, didn't I tell you? He's helping Mom with her back pain, saying it's a family remedy that's quite

effective. So, I just want to keep things going. Why else would I bother with him?"

"Hmm, okay then, I won't say anything more. But there's a limit to keeping things going. You've gone too far, have n't you?

" The more I listened, the more awkward I felt, so my words took a sour tone.

"Of course, can you stop overthinking things?" Qi Jing was also a little unhappy after hearing this.

"You've practically taken your underwear off him. How can I not overthink things?"

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Qi Jing's expression changed immediately after hearing this, her tone completely altered. Luckily,

there was no one else in the ward

. "You're pretending to be stupid after what you did?" I said, my anger rising, my previous rationality diminishing

.

"Stop talking nonsense, okay?!" Qi Jing said.

"It wasn't me who said it, it was his sister." Since we'd come to this point, I didn't care anymore and decided to be frank.

"What did she say?"

"She said you left your stockings at his house."

"She's lying! How could she be like this?! She said it to you herself?" Qi Jing was clearly taken aback and acted

unusually indignant.

"No, I overheard her conversation with Chen Jingyu."

"She called me by name?"

"No, but she mentioned that the woman staying at our house had a special relationship with Chen Jingyu. Since she's staying at

our house, that woman is obviously you."

"...What kind of person is this?! Why don't you come with me now, and I'll confront her face to face!"

"...Really, nothing like that happened?"

"I actually really dislike this person. She's nice to me, but she's never satisfied, always trying to take advantage. She holds a grudge if anything

doesn't go her way! Isn't that slander?

" "..." Hearing her say that, I felt a little guilty. Indeed, seeing is believing.

What evidence did I have to prove she was telling the truth, and why did I say that person was Qi Jing?

"I'm going to find her here right now."

"Alright, I guess I misheard." I also felt a little guilty, and hearing Qi Jing speak so confidently only made me feel worse.

I didn't know what to say, and I was too lazy to argue with her any longer. She said I should believe her if she didn't .

After saying that, I reached out and pulled her into my arms. It had been many days since I had been intimate with her. After all, I was still young,

and these days I found Qi Jing increasingly adorable. Coupled with her beautiful appearance, I couldn't help myself.

After pulling her close, I slipped my hands under her shirt and into her bra, then tightly grasped her breasts. A

cool, smooth, and soft sensation immediately spread to my palms. It was an ultimate tactile pleasure, and my whole

body and mind were as if bewitched, wanting to possess those protruding breasts. Qi Jing's breasts weren't large in area,

but they were large and unusually perky, so they felt incredibly full in my hands. I always wanted to

grab more, but one hand couldn't completely grasp them, so I could only let my palm roam freely over her breasts,

not wanting to miss any corner, and at the same time, wanting every inch of my palm's skin to not miss this

ultimate tactile sensation.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Qi Jing grabbed my wrist, trying to pull my hand out.

"There's no one here, let's get intimate, did you miss me?"

"How can you be so rude? This is a hospital room, someone might come in."

"It's okay, so what if someone comes in? I'm not afraid of being seen."

"Are you crazy? Don't mess around here." Qi Jing still grabbed my hand and tried to pull it out .

"It's been so many days, don't you miss me?" I asked her.

"But you can't do it here." After saying that, she took my hand out, and I immediately

put her skirt. Before her legs were closed, I touched her thighs,

and she reacted and squeezed my hand tightly. But my hand lingered on the smooth, soft

skin , and the feeling was no less than touching her breasts

. "Hey, what are you doing! Stop messing around!" She squeezed my hand while also reaching out to pull my hand out.

"We're an old married couple, what's there to be shy about?" I said.

"There are people here."

"No one's here, is there?"

"Someone will be coming in soon," she said, blushing.

"Let's find a secluded place then." I asked,

"Where?"

"That hotel to the south is nice." Qi Jing and I hadn't stayed in a hotel in a long time.

"Let's go tomorrow. I just got back today and I'm quite tired," Qi Jing said reluctantly in a coquettish tone.

"Come on, don't make me uncomfortable. If you don't want me to recover quickly, do you want me to find someone else?" I

said, standing up, picking up my crutches, and pulling her towards the door.

"Ugh, really, stop it," Qi Jing still didn't want to go.

"Are you deliberately trying to annoy me?" I was a little unhappy seeing her uncooperative, so I said with a serious

expression

, "...You're still unhappy? I'm worried about your leg." Qi Jing softened her tone.

"I'm fine, I'll be fine soon."

"Okay then, I'll help you, don't be angry," Qi Jing said.

Seeing that she agreed, I didn't argue anymore and changed my clothes. The journey wasn't far, but she still drove

me there, arriving in less than five minutes. I walked over confidently to check into the room. Qi Jing, feeling embarrassed, stood

waiting for me in the distance. The receptionist took my ID, then looked at my legs with some strange glances before checking

me in. I had specifically booked a luxury suite; I'd been waiting for several days and wanted a nicer environment.

Once in the room, being husband and wife, with our intimate relationship, I didn't need to hide anything or pretend. I

immediately pounced on her onto the bed. Despite her leg injury, I even forgot about it. I then

roughly removed her clothes, from her outer garments to her underwear, from her skirt to her stockings, without her even lifting a finger.

A dazzling, natural beauty was fully revealed before me. Her figure was flawless even without clothing.

The only imperfection was a small scar slightly below her buttocks, on the back of her right thigh. She

said it was from when she accidentally fell on a sharp rock as a child, and because the rock was sharp and her clothes were thin, she was cut,

leaving this scar. But this is harmless, and it can even be a sight to behold during doggy style. When she

lifts her legs and spreads them apart, my first glance is at her vagina, and then my second glance will unintentionally be at her scar.

I turned my face directly to her lower body. This familiar private area felt somewhat unfamiliar.

After not seeing her for many days, I used my lips to penetrate a patch of dark pubic hair and head straight for the space between her labia. Her vagina was beautiful,

but after many years of marriage, it was inevitable that time and the body would erode it. The moment my lips touched her there, I felt her whole body

tremble, and then she involuntarily squeezed her legs together.

"Wait a minute, let's wash first," she said, her breath uneven.

"Wash what? Come on, let's do it first." I wasn't going to let her stop me anymore. I didn't have

the patience to wash. Let's do it first

. She still squeezed her legs together, but I forcefully spread them apart and kissed her there again.

A sweet, sticky liquid seemed to have been waiting there. As soon as I touched her vagina, it moistened my

lips It seems we're the same. We've been holding back

for too many days, and our desires have exploded. I almost laughed at her, but I figured I should get down to business first; I didn't want to waste a minute

. I continued kissing her, my hands reaching up to grab her breasts. After a few kisses, I

noticed a strange smell, something I couldn't quite put my finger on, like a faint fruity scent. Why was there

this smell? Was it just my imagination? I'd never had this before. The intense desire I felt at that moment left me no time to

think. My penis swelled beyond what I'd expected, and using my good leg for support, I was ready to enter her in a

side-lying position.

"Wait a minute, put on a condom," Qi Jing said

. "Why would I need one? It's uncomfortable. Don't we want a baby?" I said.

"No, now's not the time. You haven't quit smoking yet, how can we do that?" She said,

"Oh, never mind today, I didn't bring one anyway."

"No, I'll listen to you, and you listen to me too. Aren't hotel bathrooms usually equipped with condoms? I

'll go get one ." Qi Jing said, getting up and heading towards the bathroom.

Sure enough, they had these in the bathroom. They helped me put them on when I got back, and this time I had no worries at all, I went in...

It was effortless; it was as if she had artificially added lubricant. I moved it slightly without any resistance.

It seemed we were the same

. My leg was injured, so this position wasn't easy to exert force, but I didn't hold back and used all the strength I had to

thrust desperately. Qi Jing lay there, cooperating with my movements, but for some reason today, even

though her lower body was sending strong signals, her reaction wasn't as intense

as I'd expected. Her moans weren't loud, falling short of the passionate, unrestrained feeling I'd anticipated.

"Aren't you satisfied?" I asked, panting.

"No, it's great!" Qi Jing replied softly. "Then why aren't you expressing yourself?"

"I'm not really into shouting, you know that."

"It's been so many days, don't hold back." I thought she'd be very comfortable after not doing it for so many days, but Qi Jing

's moans were always rather soft.

Perhaps because she'd been holding back for so many days, I quickly felt my semen fully concentrated and ready to ejaculate. I

cried out in pleasure at the moment of ejaculation and collapsed onto the bed. Qi Jing lay down too. For a few minutes, neither of us

spoke ; I was savoring the pleasure I'd just experienced…

"Hey, why did I smell a fruity scent on you just now?" After a while, I turned around and hugged her, saying

...

Chapter 5

I don't know why I suddenly remembered that fruity smell I had just smelled. My sense of smell should

be fine, so I casually asked,

"Huh? How could that be?" Qi Jing said

, "Really."

"Are you going crazy from holding it in?"

"I am, but it shouldn't be to the point of having a problem with my sense of smell.

" "Maybe I ate too much fruit?"

"Impossible, it wouldn't smell like that anywhere, it smells like chewing gum."

"Don't talk nonsense, there's something wrong with your nose, from smoking that lousy cigarette!"

"Really? I'm about to go crazy from holding it in, let me be discharged from the hospital already."

"Don't worry, it'll be soon." Qi Jing finished speaking, stood up, and started getting dressed.

"Why don't you ask that idiot again in the next couple of days? I basically don't talk to him anymore."

"Okay, I'll go ask in the next couple of days," Qi Jing said calmly.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Why not come back again?" I said as I saw her getting dressed.

"Your leg is injured, don't overdo it. If you hurt it again, you won't be able to leave the hospital. Let me help you get dressed too."

Qi Jing said, taking my clothes as she spoke

. I felt I had a very pleasant day, but before leaving, I couldn't help but ask her if Chen's sister had left yet,

and when she would leave, and then told her to leave soon.

Perhaps I asked too many questions, and Qi Jing wasn't happy to hear them. She felt I was deliberately causing trouble and said,

"She must have left before you got back. Why are you being so petty?"

"Petty? What would be considered generous? Should I give her the house?" I didn't like hearing her

say that

either. "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go." Qi Jing handed me her crutches after saying that. I was quite happy, but this

incident caused a little unpleasantness...

The next day, after Qi Jing came over, I asked her to help me inquire about my discharge from the hospital. After hearing this, she looked unhappy and said

she didn't want to go. "Why? Aren't you closer to him?"

"I don't want to go!" Qi Jing said with a dark face.

"What? Did you offend him too?" I felt that Qi Jing's attitude was abnormal.

"Anyway, I don't want to see him anymore."

"What's wrong?" I pressed.

"Nothing, I just think his attitude is too bad, like he's so important!"

"See, it's not my fault for saying that, is it? These kinds of people have no sense of compassion. They think bribing you is what you

should do." I felt a surge of pride, as if I had won something.

"..." Qi Jing turned away without saying anything.

Several fellow patients at the hospital suggested I not rush to be discharged and could go to the hospital's physiotherapy and rehabilitation center for

recovery . It was out-of-pocket, but recovery was faster. Chen Jingyu had mentioned this before, but I hadn't

taken it seriously. Since someone was advising me, I thought I'd give it a try. I really should exercise; I'd gained over ten

kilograms . And although I said I was fine, I still couldn't walk without crutches; I felt like

I couldn't put any weight on the injured area. So I was intensifying my rehabilitation exercises to prevent the crutches from becoming a dependency and to wean myself off them as soon as possible.

Life went on like this. I went to the physiotherapy center every day to exercise. That morning, Chen had his assistant tell me that

if there were no problems, I could be discharged the next day or the day after. The day before yesterday, I heard from fellow patients that Chen was going to Xinjiang for a

medical aid mission, to treat local people in underdeveloped medical areas, for about ten

days. It seemed he didn't want to see me again after coming back. I thought it would be best to leave him there;

a doctor didn't deserve to stay in Beijing.

Little did I know that from that day on, my life would completely change. The blow was unbearable

. Having worked for so many years, I was bound to offend people; business is like war, after all. But I had never

experienced such utter defeat. Someone would actually use this method to retaliate…

I remember Qi Jing came very early that afternoon, saying she was out on business and had come straight here after finishing.

She even brought me two new outfits. The three other patients had all gone to the hallways, leaving only the two of

us . I was in a good mood that day; I could finally be discharged. Qi Jing, however, seemed listless and somewhat

depressed. I didn't know what was wrong with her, but she was as beautiful as ever. Since that hotel

night, my libido seemed to have increased. I kept telling her I would cherish her life after being discharged. I also mentioned my plans for

the future , and she said everything was fine and she was looking forward to it.

Thinking of this, I reached out and pulled her into my arms again, then kissed her hard on the face.

I tried to kiss her back, but as soon as I touched her lips, she turned her face away and covered my

face with her hands. My hand slipped under her skirt, wanting to explore her vagina, hoping to get aroused before going to the hotel for

some . But when my hand touched her thigh, she gripped my hand tightly, very sensitively

. "Stop it," she said.

"What's wrong?" I asked, feeling a little strange.

"I'm on my period, I'm not feeling well," Qi Jing said earnestly.

"Today?" I didn't really remember her date.

"Yeah."

"Okay then, can I touch you?" I said with a smile.

"Don't be silly, it's uncomfortable for both of us, and I don't like this when I come here, I'm not in a good mood."

She said

. "Just a few touches, I'm not touching you there." I still didn't stop, thinking that even so,

I could tease her a little. My hand touched her smooth and soft thigh in stockings, and the touch was so irresistible. The feel was so

good that I couldn't help but touch it. Since she said she was on her period, I didn't force her. But indulging in a little hand-touching was

fine , right? I wanted to run my hand over her pantyhose-covered lower body, gently caressing her beautiful legs,

then move to her back, using the stockings to enhance the feel of her skin, and lightly pinch and tease her

buttocks. Then, I wanted to take the opportunity to lightly glide my fingers over her private area, just a fleeting

touch

"Stop it!" she said, her voice louder, then reluctantly pulled my hand away.

"We're an old married couple, is it really necessary? Can't I even touch you a few times?" I said

. "I'm on my period, and you're making me uncomfortable too, so we can't do anything. Why make both of us uncomfortable?" She said,

"Okay then." Seeing this, I reluctantly withdrew my hand.

She stood up and straightened her skirt. "Change into these clean clothes," Qi Jing said,

picking up the clothes she had brought

. I ignored her and reached out to lift her skirt. She was wearing a gray pleated skirt. The flesh-colored stockings, since the weather wasn't too cold now, were quite sheer, clearly revealing her

white panties . The moment the skirt was lifted, the view was truly stunning. Because the skirt was very loose, it rode up completely, exposing her lower body. The alluring sheen of the stockings immediately caught my eye. Her lower body was taut by the stockings, perfectly outlining her already excellent figure . From the top of her boots to her waist, the flesh visible through the stockings was hazy, the lines from her calves to her thighs transitioning perfectly. The color of the pantyhose deepened naturally at the top of her thighs, seemingly to mark the boundary between her thighs and buttocks. There was a deep slit where her thighs met her buttocks, and the pantyhose clung tightly to those creases, making them even more prominent. When the skirt was lifted and the full view was revealed, anyone would exclaim, "Those long legs are so beautiful!" Indeed, such a direct description is not an exaggeration at all. Her buttocks were tightly held up by pantyhose, making her naturally pert bottoms even more lifted. 　　Just looking at that sight, let alone anyone else, even I, who's been married to her for years, couldn't resist the urge to touch her. Had I been neglecting her before, or had Qi Jing become even more beautiful recently? I don't know; maybe I've just become aesthetically fatigued over the years and haven't paid much attention. She's no less beautiful than any woman I've ever met outside. 　　But as soon as I glanced at this beautiful sight, Qi Jing quickly turned around and used her hand to pull her skirt down, covering the part that others couldn't see. My hand, however, was completely out of my control, impatiently pressing against her buttocks, seemingly unable to resist the real beauty. I instantly felt an incredibly comfortable sensation in my palm; the smooth elasticity instantly spread throughout my body. It was wonderful; the temperature and texture of her skin were completely different, and once I touched her, it felt like I was glued to her, unwilling to leave . 　　"What are you doing!" Qi Jing said impatiently, slapping my hand as she took a step 　　"Let me see what's wrong," she said, forcing my hand to leave. Losing touch made me feel a sense of loss; my hand seemed to have lost something to rely on. Looking at that fleeting moment of beauty, that one touch wasn't enough. 　　"What are you doing? There are people coming and going here." 　　"But there's no one here. 　　" "Do you know when people come in?" she said, frowning. 　　"Look at you, I just wanted to be affectionate with you, and you're getting impatient!" Seeing her expression, I felt a little annoyed myself. Thinking to myself, "What's with all this? So conservative. There's no one in the house. She just lifted it up to touch it and she's making such a fuss 　　" "I told you to stop messing 　　around, you have to do this." Qi Jing retorted without backing down. "Fine, I won't touch it anymore, okay? Let's go home." I thought maybe she really was on her period and in a bad mood, so I didn't tease her too much. 　　"Ugh! I got the wrong size for this dress, I'll go to the mall to exchange it." Her voice softened. 　　"Just wear it, don't go back, it's too much trouble." 　　"Come on, it used to fit, but now with your figure, you can't even fit into it." Qi Jing said . 　　"Okay, whatever you want, where did you buy it?" 　　"The xxx mall to the right of the East Gate." 　　"Go ahead, come back quickly." I said. 　　Qi Jing opened her handbag and took out her wallet and phone. "I'm not carrying a big bag anymore, it's too heavy. Keep an eye on things, don't let anyone steal them." 　　"Don't worry," 　　Qi Jing said before leaving the room, leaving me alone. I had just finished my rehabilitation exercises and was too lazy to move. I picked up the tablet from the bedside table, opened it to browse the web, but it automatically shut down before I finished reading a news article—I'd forgotten to charge it. I was about to plug it in when I looked up and saw Qi Jing's bag. I remembered she always carried a mini tablet in her bag. Since I was bored, I thought I'd use hers to surf the internet for a bit; there were two NBA games today, and I didn't know the results yet. 　　So I reached into her bag and took the tablet out. It was a mini iPad a client had given me ; I didn't need it, so I gave it to her. She carried it around to kill time when she was bored; it wasn't for any real purpose. She had a yellow case; you could tell from the design that it was for a girl. I opened the flip cover and saw that the battery was fully charged. The screen was currently displaying a webpage from a well-known shopping website. This wasn't surprising; Qi Jing liked to browse the internet and buy things randomly—it was one of her hobbies, something I already knew but never questioned. Our home was filled with everything from small accessories to designer bags and clothes bought online. Normally, I could just open another webpage, but that day, I don't know what came over me, I suddenly wanted to see what she had to buy. Perhaps it was my recent feelings towards her that had stirred up a renewed curiosity about her.

I would never pay attention to this.

The webpage displayed clothing from a certain brand, and after scrolling through it, I saw it was all women's clothing, which I don't know much about.

However, the "My XX" section in the upper right corner caught my attention. Although I don't buy

much online, I understand the process, so I clicked on it. This section showed her purchase history,

meaning it displayed everything she had bought. After clicking, it prompted me to enter

a password . I knew Qi Jing's password; it was only two or three characters, and she wouldn't remember too many. So I entered one,

and unsurprisingly, it was that one. I logged in smoothly, and the webpage refreshed, immediately displaying her purchase history. I

couldn't help but sigh, "This spendthrift! How much does she buy?" This was within my expectations: clothes,

accessories, bags, and snacks. I shook my head and smiled helplessly, about to close the page.

But then, I noticed something else she had bought. My eyes casually scanned the items, almost

glancing past them, but then I instantly sensed something was off and flipped back. The picture showed a simple cardboard

box, but the brand logo was easily distinguishable from the others; only this product would

have that brand. My eyes then fell on the item name on the right:

"XX Fruit Flavored Large Condoms"—those words were so prominently displayed, and the date was about a week ago.

My expression instantly froze. My first instinct was that I was seeing things, but the picture of the item

was clearly displayed in front of me; there was no mistake. My second thought was, why would she buy this?

Yes, why would she buy this? I asked myself, and then

, out of habit, I clicked on the item name. The detailed information popped up, straightforward and easy for an adult to understand

. Several pictures of the actual packaging dominated, with various advertising slogans next to them. "Fruit-scented,

for more fun," "Condoms with lubricant make sex more comfortable and smooth, adding to the experience and giving you endless

passion"...

My mind was filled with questions. Did Qi Jing buy this? What did she buy this for? For me? I...we've never used condoms like this before. Fruit-scented, and importantly, the word "large." I always

use regular-sized condoms. To be honest, my penis is a normal size, not too big or too small, so I don't need to buy special sizes. But this one is a special large size! I checked the account again. It's definitely Qi Jing's personal account. The password and username are hers, meaning she must have bought it. The status shows "received," and the delivery address is their work address... 　　What does she need this for? What else can it be used for? A condom—the name alone explains its function. Wearing it prevents semen from entering the woman's body, avoiding fertilization and pregnancy, and also prevents the transmission of certain diseases. That's all. But this is something for men. Why did Qi Jing buy it? We haven't had sex recently, except for that hotel time a couple of days ago, so there's absolutely no need to buy this now 　　. But she bought this recently, what's she going to do with it?! Even if I'm slow to react, I naturally get a bad feeling. Her buying it must be related to her, but no one else should be qualified to be involved with this. This is something only used during sex. Fruity… wait a minute, I suddenly remembered the strange fruity scent I smelled when I kissed her genitals before we were intimate at the hotel the other day … 　　yes, that's the smell. I was wondering why there was a strange fruity scent back then, and I even asked Qi Jing, but she said it was impossible and didn't know the answer. I didn't think much of it and didn't have time to investigate. But now I seem to understand, it's this, this fruity condom must have entered her vagina, and not for long, which is why the scent remains. 　　Who? Who wore this inside her?! My bad premonition grew stronger and stronger; I couldn't think of anything positive anymore. I stared at the item again: "XX Fruity Large Condom". Large size! Large size! That means… I suddenly remembered the scene from a few days ago when I went to Chen Jingyu's office to find him, bumped into him in the restroom, and saw his rather exaggerated penis. I was secretly amazed at the time. This guy wasn't particularly strong, and he was quite fair-skinned and refined, but his penis was really big, almost a stark contrast to his appearance. It was black and long, and when I pulled it out, it wobbled a bit because of its size. This thing really didn't look like his; it looked like a fake, a black cylinder with several bluish veins showing . Perhaps because of his fair skin, it looked especially black. I felt disgusted just looking at it. Was it so black because it hadn't been washed for a long time and had accumulated a lot of dirt? 　　Now, looking at this thing on Qi Jing's computer, I naturally recalled the scene when I saw him that day. Thinking back, the size of his penis really was large size… Could this be for him? Did he use it on Qi Jing?! I felt a rush of blood to my head, my ears were ringing, my hands and feet were ice-cold , and my clenched fists were cracking. Anger, surprise, confusion—a mix of emotions swirled together! 　　"Xiao Xu, don't just sit there staring at the computer, move around a bit!" I didn't even notice someone come in. The old man in the same room came in and said, 　　"Ah! Oh! Yes, yes," but I didn't know how to answer, just giving a perfunctory reply. 　　Qi Jing went out to change my clothes and hasn't come back yet. I really wanted to confront her face-to-face. With this irrefutable evidence , what could she possibly say? When she comes back, I'll get to the bottom of this. Damn it, how dare she treat me like this! She's been gone for quite a while, why hasn't she come back yet! ? ? Could it be? Could she have gone to Chen Jingyu's place? ? This thought suddenly occurred to me 　　. If I went to Chen's, and she was there, then she'd be found guilty, and I'd cripple those two bastards. Thinking of this, I put the iPad on the bed, then turned and got out of bed. After several days of rehabilitation training, I could walk , though not quickly or for long periods. I was so angry that I didn't even take the crutches, just shuffling out like that 　　. It wasn't yet time to leave work; Chen should be in his office, and Qi Jing must be there too! That was certain in my mind ! I wanted to get there as quickly as possible, ignoring the pain in my foot… 　　When I reached his office door, I pushed it open. My thought was, as long as Qi Jing was there, I wouldn't…

I was ready to go up and cripple them without a word, but things didn't go as I expected. There was no one inside; both desks

were empty. Just then, a doctor passed by and, seeing me open the door, asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Oh, I'm looking for Chen Jingyu," I replied hastily.

"He has surgery this afternoon; he's in the operating room and hasn't returned yet. Come back later." The doctor glanced at

me, noticing I was wearing a patient's gown, and then said in a flat tone,

"Okay, thank you." I said and left. The doctor ignored me and hurried away

. I didn't leave. I felt there was some secret in this office, so I went back in. But

besides desks, chairs, a treatment bed, and a few human skeleton models, there was nothing else. Just as I was about to

leave, a sound from his desk caught my attention—a cell phone, a text message tone.

I went over. On his desk was a very ordinary touchscreen Chinese-made phone. This was his phone; I

'd seen him use it before. Without thinking, I picked it up. His screen wasn't encrypted; I swiped to unlock it. I

had just received a text message. I clicked to read it; it was an advertisement. However, there was an unread WeChat message at the top.

Since I use WeChat regularly, I was familiar with it and clicked the WeChat icon. It was a

message

"Is your surgery still not over? Miss you!"

I couldn't see any information about the person who sent it; there was no detailed information. This wasn't Qi Jing's

WeChat account. I scrolled up further and saw only a few messages, all sent today.

"I have surgery this afternoon, not sure when it will be over."

"Then I'll wait for you."

"I have to go to her parents' house tonight, sorry I can't stay with you for too long."

"It's okay, you should leave tomorrow. I want to see you, just go to your office."

"Okay, I'll let you know after my surgery."

"I can't confirm the time, I'll let you know again."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Then there was the message I had just seen. Clearly, their previous records had been deleted.

This doesn't prove anything. I checked his other contacts, but Qi Jing wasn't among them. I suspect

the person who messaged him earlier was Qi Jing. To cover her tracks, she used an account I didn't recognize.

They're not here, so there's no point in me staying. I should go back; this feels like

stealing . After leaving, my mind raced, trying to figure out what was going on. Was I right?

If so, what should I do? I'll destroy them! Yes, absolutely unforgivable!

I wanted to ask Qi Jing first, but how could I confront her in the hospital room? Should I just show her the shopping record? I

returned to the room, still thinking. Qi Jing wasn't back yet. I looked at her shopping record again and put it back in her

bag. I wanted to confront her directly, but I knew she wouldn't admit it.

My long-standing suspicions weren't unfounded, and I had questioned her before, but she always firmly denied my

accusations. I've calmed down now. I know that if I confront her again about how to explain this, she definitely won't admit it. She

can make up many reasons to appease me, such as buying it for a colleague or friend, or that it was bought for me and

is just sitting at home. I don't want to ask her directly anymore. If I want to understand, I can't do it this way.

But what should I do? I'm lost in deep thought. I don't even know what

place . I have no clear idea what to do. She used to

firmly deny it, but I chose to believe her. It seems like a psychological comfort, because deep down I really don't

believe she could be that kind of person.

While I was lost in thought, she came back, changed my clothes, and even bought me a new one. But

now, as I look at her closely, this beautiful woman seems very unfamiliar. Could she really be like that? I still

had doubts about my own thoughts.

"What are you doing? What are you spacing out about?" she asked, noticing my odd behavior.

"Oh, nothing, just bored."

"Here, try this new one on," she said, unpacking the

new clothes. So, I absentmindedly changed into the new clothes, not even knowing what she was saying. My mind was racing

, wondering if my suspicions were true. No way, what kind of person was Chen Jingyu? How could Qi Jing possibly be interested

in someone like him? But…

it was dinnertime. She Jing brought my dinner back, and I chewed listlessly. She sat down

and browsed the news on her iPad. Just as I was finishing, she suddenly pulled out her phone, unlocked it

, glanced at it, and then stood up.

"You're almost done eating, I'm going home now."

"Oh, okay, are you going home?" I replied.

"Yes, nothing much today. My mom's home too. I'm tired."

"Okay, I'll eat something when I get home."

"Okay. I'll come back tomorrow. Call me if you need anything."

"Okay, get some rest when you get home."

"Okay, I'm leaving." With that, she picked up her bag, stood up, and walked out.

I sat there, my mind still racing, remembering the look in her eyes when she looked at her phone—she'd clearly

seen a message. I recalled the WeChat messages on Chen's phone in his office earlier. My mind was in turmoil;

I couldn't stay there any longer. I quickly stood up, took the elevator upstairs, but when I reached the

office door, the lights were off, the door was locked, and no one was there.

Looking out the window in the hallway, surprisingly, Qi Jing's car wasn't in the parking lot; she'd obviously driven it away.

Had I been wrong? I returned to my ward and sat on the bed for a while, but something still felt off. I quickly

changed my coat and went outside. I knew what I had to do…

It was evening, and the sky wasn't completely dark yet. As I walked out of the building, I saw Qi Jing's car

finish paying the bill and drive out of the hospital gate. I hurried towards the entrance. My leg was much better now; I could walk slowly for a while

without crutches, but I still needed crutches to walk quickly. When I reached the entrance, there were

several taxis waiting for passengers. I opened one door and got in.

"Where are you going?" the driver asked.

"XX City, the one on XX Street, you know it?" I told the driver my address.

"Yes, I know, but not really. Please keep an eye out."

"Okay."

Traffic in Beijing was incredibly congested at this time of day, with cars moving at a snail's pace. I sat anxiously in the car, both eager to

get home and somewhat afraid to go back. I just wanted to know what had happened, whether Qi

Jing had gone home or not. I calmly realized something was wrong with me, but a feeling kept me from calming down; I

just wanted to go back and check.

The driver drove for a while, but I thought it was too slow,

so I suggested taking a side road to bypass the traffic. Sure enough, there weren't many cars on that side road, and I knew it well. After circling around, the car

entered my residential area. Because it was a side road, we entered through the north side gate.

Since this gate wasn't near the main road, few cars passed by. This gate was quite far from my building,

so I asked the driver to take me in. After entering and turning left, we passed a small artificial lake. The community

had a very nice environment with a large green area, like a small park. The lake occupied almost

the area of one building, surrounded by artificial hills and trees, and encircled by a man-made path.

Because this community is newly built, with several buildings just completed but not yet occupied, this park is for

the residents of those unfinished buildings. It's somewhat secluded due to the lack of people, dimly lit, and

a long walk from here to the residential area in front. Therefore, residents generally don't come here; there's

a larger square in front where people usually go for walks.

As the car passed the lake, I suddenly saw a figure.

It , so I saw him clearly—it was him! How could it be him?! What was he doing here?

Yes, it was Chen Jingyu! He was dressed casually, standing by the lake, fiddling with his phone. The

park was right next to the road; as we drove past him, he glanced up, then continued fiddling with

his phone. I was certain I wasn't mistaken; that slender figure was him!

What was he doing here?! He stood there without moving, clearly waiting for someone! My previously calm

heart was suddenly filled with a very bad premonition.

"Please turn right and stop the taxi." I hailed the taxi.

Determined to see clearly, I stopped behind a shop that was under construction. The building was two stories high,

connected, forming a ring that partially enclosed the park, likely for

future . The shop's main structure was complete, but interior decoration was still underway; there were no doors yet. Parking was available in the back.

He was standing in the middle of the shop, and I got out to estimate which one it was. I went inside. Because it was

part of the main building, doors and windows weren't installed yet. I went straight up the stairs to the second floor. From the second-floor

window I could see him perfectly well, about ten meters in front of me. Because there was no window, I was afraid he would see me, so

I stood behind the wall. Since this position faced east, and it was getting dark, I couldn't see

inside from the outside, but I could see him very clearly.

Chen Jingyu was wearing black trousers, black leather shoes, and a brown casual jacket. He still wore

those white-rimmed glasses, and his hairstyle was always the same standard side part. His

annoyingly serious and aloof expression made him look really repulsive. Just then, his phone

rang.

"Hello, I'll be back in a little while. Why don't you go ahead first? Can I just go directly?" His hoarse voice

hadn't diminished at all outside; it still sounded as offensive as ever.

"Okay, sure. That's all, see you later. Okay! Goodbye." He ended

the call very briefly

. Just hearing his voice made me want to punch him. Just as I was mentally cursing him, the headlights of a car approached from afar.

I saw it; it was coming in our direction. The moment I saw the car, my heart pounded with

tension. A white Mazda6…

I don't know why, but I felt a little scared and shifted my body further inward, as if afraid someone would see me!

The car turned right next to the shop and stopped below it. Then… I heard

the sound of a car door closing, followed by the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground. I saw

Chen Jingyu move, walking slowly towards my back. My heart began to pound, and

my brain started buzzing. This building was open from east to west. I turned and walked towards the back window.

Through

the window, I saw a tall woman standing next to a white sedan. She wore a

short white jacket, open to reveal a light blue knitted undershirt. Her breasts were so prominent, pushing the undershirt

high, forming two distinct cones on her chest. She wore a gray pleated skirt and

white high-heeled mid-calf boots, revealing a section of slender, shapely legs. Her chestnut hair was tied in a ponytail. She

had eyes, lightly painted with blue eyeshadow, crystal clear, a delicate, slightly high nose, and a slightly upturned

mouth. Her beauty was both striking and alluring. Who else could it be but Qi Jing! She turned around and saw Chen Jingyu walking towards her, so she walked towards him as well

. I witnessed this whole process clearly,

standing there blankly, as if it had nothing to do with me. I wanted to see what they were going to do, but

it seemed like I already knew the answer

. The two were 2 meters apart. Qi Jing didn't stop. Then, at 1 meter, Qi Jing's pace seemed to quicken slightly.

At 0.5 meters, Chen Jingyu took a step forward, and Qi Jing took the same step almost simultaneously.

They stopped when the distance between them was less than 10 centimeters .

"You got here before me?" Qi Jing said with a gentle smile

. "Yes, the road was easier to walk on when I came. Not too much traffic," Chen Jingyu said in his deep, hoarse voice.

Standing

upstairs, my palms felt cold, but for some reason, they were soaked with sweat. I had a clear

premonition that something was going to happen. Their meeting here was definitely not normal. Looking at Qi Jing's gentle

demeanor, it seemed like I hadn't felt her like this in a long time. And looking at the distance between them, they could clearly see

every detail of each other's faces. The scent of Qi Jing's perfume could even reach my sense of smell,

let alone Chen Jingyu, who was so close to her. I hesitated whether to go downstairs and ask her

directly , but I didn't. I wanted to see clearly what they were saying.

"You're leaving first thing tomorrow morning," Qi Jing said gently.

"Yes, the flight is early this morning."

"You won't be here for half a month." Qi Jing's voice softened, but I could still hear her clearly.

"Yes, I don't know exactly how long it will take now. Maybe it won't be that long. It depends on

the hospital's arrangements."

"Then you must take care of yourself and be careful," Qi Jing said gently.

"Yes, don't worry, I will be careful. They will definitely ensure our safety."

"Let's go eat first," Qi Jing said

. "I can't today. I have to go to her mother's place tonight. Wait for me to come back."

"Can't you eat with me first?" Qi Jing said, her voice trembling slightly.

"No, dinner is about to start. I promised. I'm sorry," Chen Jingyu said expressionlessly.

"...Okay then."

"Don't be upset. It's my fault, but there's nothing I can do."

"..." Qi Jing fell silent, her face filled with disappointment.

After Chen Jingyu finished speaking, a scene unfolded as I had anticipated. Although I still

hoped it wouldn't happen—that Qi Jing wasn't that kind of person—their tender conversation seemed to foreshadow the next step

...

He raised his arms and placed his hands on Qi Jing's soft shoulders. Just as I gasped, Qi

Jing also opened her arms to their fullest extent, took a step forward, and their bodies pressed

together . Qi Jing tightened her arms around Chen's neck, and... Chen opened his arms and embraced Qi Jing's slender

waist. The two held each other tightly. In that instant of the embrace, Qi Jing seemed to gasp for

breath , letting out a soft "Ah!"

I don't know how much time passed; the two remained locked in that tight embrace, neither moving.

I, Qi Jing's husband, standing above, witnessed this. My hands involuntarily clenched

, and I felt all the blood rushing to my head. This scene felt like a movie, like a dream

; I couldn't believe it was real.

As I stood there, frozen in place, my mind and body still

in .

Qi Jing raised her head, her alluring eyes gazing intently at

Chen Jingyu before her. Then, Chen Jingyu lowered his head slightly, and Qi Jing raised hers slightly, closing her

beautiful eyes, leaving only a sliver of blue eyeshadow staring into Chen Jingyu's gaze. At that moment, Chen opened his

incredibly repulsive, disgusting, and repulsive thin lips and pressed them tightly against Qi Jing's

upturned lips. Their lips merged, producing

a soft, sizzling sound as their saliva mingled during their tongue-to-tongue exchange.

They embraced tightly, kissing passionately, even exposing their tongues to the

air . I could clearly see Chen Jingyu greedily exploring Qi Jing's pink tongue, seemingly wanting to explore every

corner. After exploring once, he disgustingly curled the tip of his tongue slightly and then moved it up and down to lick

the tip . Qi Jing closed her eyes tightly, her brows slightly furrowed, responding to Chen Jingyu's teasing tongue with the same movements, even

more frequently. Her body swayed slightly, and soft "ah~"

sounds

I witnessed all of this, my mind completely blank. A rush of blood

to , my limbs felt numb, as if I had no ability to think. All I knew was that these two were

kissing. I tried to call out to myself, wanting to wake up quickly, to immediately determine if this was a dream.

My confusion turned into anger. I knew this was the real scene I was witnessing, but my body seemed to be no longer

under my control, unable to move. I even uncontrollably held my breath, as if afraid they would discover

my presence, as if I were a thief… I wanted to scream and immediately run downstairs to

tear them to pieces, but I don't know why I didn't have the courage. It seemed like continuing like this would be a sign of

utter incompetence . Why was that? All I could do was stand there, staring intently at their

intimate act. But then, an even more horrific scene unfolded. I finally understood

what it felt like to be subjected to intense visual stimulation—it was truly indescribable, a stimulation that could shatter a man's pride to

the depths…

Chen Jingyu released one hand from Qi Jing's embrace and moved it upwards to her right breast. That

beautiful, firm cone-shaped breast was now in his hand. In my mind, it was the most beautiful

breast in the world, my private, top-secret treasure, and now it was being played with by another man,

and by someone I had loathed for days. I knew that touching her breast felt like heaven,

but now he was enjoying it!

Chen Jingyu wantonly ravaged Qi Jing's firm breasts, gripping them tightly in his hands and caressing them with abandon.

He was simply enjoying the feel of that soft mound of fat. Qi Jing's breasts were so large; even through her undershirt,

the lines of her bra, stretched too tight, were visible. She didn't object to Chen's extremely lewd caresses; her only change

in expression was a furrowed brow, while she responded even more forcefully to Chen Jingyu's passionate kisses.

I was completely stunned, standing there numb, utterly bewildered. Was this my wife? Was this Qi

Jing? I kept checking, hoping I was mistaken, but unfortunately, it was

definitely Qi Jing. She was being held tightly in another man's arms, his tongue and breasts being freely tasted.

Chen Jingyu's actions became even more unrestrained. His hand moved to the hem of Qi Jing's undershirt

, trying to slip it inside. I knew he wasn't content with just feeling her breasts through her clothes;

he wanted to feel them directly, to touch their unique warmth and texture. But unexpectedly, Qi Jing grabbed

his hand, stopping him.

Chen Jingyu didn't force his way in, but obediently withdrew his hand. His hand then moved downwards,

along her back to the hem of her skirt. Then, he twisted his wrist, reaching under the skirt to what

was covered. The moment his hand reached inside, Qi Jing's skirt was lifted quite a bit; the loose

, short skirt was very wide, and the lift was quite large, almost completely exposing her long legs.

Those two straight, beautiful legs, encased in flesh-colored stockings, were so dazzling that even I wasn't

surprised . I'd never seen her thighs so completely exposed from such a distance before.

The stockings changed color noticeably from the upper thigh, becoming thicker, the crotch line clearly

visible , tightly hugging her buttocks. At that moment, Chen Jingyu's hand was resting on the very spot that had excited me earlier—

the junction of her thigh and buttocks, the seam where they connected. Because of the stockings' high elasticity,

that seam was stretched incredibly clearly. Chen spread her fingers, making her palm the largest possible area, and then let her hand

roam over Qi Jing's buttocks .

I felt a surge of bittersweet emotion well up in my throat, a sharp

numbness spreading from my fingertips to my toes. I had tried to caress her like that earlier, but she stopped me, saying she was on her period and didn't want

to I didn't really intend to do anything; I just wanted to experience the feel of her body perfectly in the stockings,

but even that wasn't allowed.

But at this moment, she was being wantonly felt by another man, a hateful, shameless bastard doctor, who was wantonly enjoying

the wonderful feel of her buttocks. She did not resist. The moment she was touched, her eyebrows

tightened even more, the wrinkles around her eyes increased instantly, she breathed heavily through her nostrils, and her mouth slightly opened to reveal a

slightly painful expression, while letting out a groan of "Ah~".

Then Chen Jingyu ran his index finger down her buttocks. Qi Jing trembled slightly

and quickly grabbed him.

"What's wrong? Are you angry that I didn't come to dinner with you?" Chen Jingyu stopped kissing and asked, but

his hands didn't leave.

"No... I'm not feeling well..." Qi Jing said shyly in a low voice.

"Are you menstruating?" I didn't understand why he was being so blunt. This hoarse voice and the way he

said it were incredibly disgusting, especially since he was asking my wife such a private question.

"..." Qi Jing nodded shyly.

"What day is it?" He pressed.

"Day one."

"The flow shouldn't be too heavy, right?"

"That's still inconvenient."

"Alright then, I won't make things difficult for you. But can I touch your breasts?" Chen Jingyu said without any hesitation.

"I'm going to feel uncomfortable," Qi Jing said shyly.

"But I feel uncomfortable if you don't touch them," Chen Jingyu complained.

"I..." Qi Jing didn't say anything more

. Chen Jingyu reached his hand directly from the hem of her undershirt to the top. I could

see .

He went straight to Qi Jing's most prominent part, stopping between those two incredibly alluring peaks and starting to rotate in place. Chen Jingyu then put his mouth to Qi Jing's jade

lips. When his hand stopped at her breasts, Qi Jing's expression clearly showed a state of pain. She frowned,

closed her eyes, and although her mouth was kissing Chen Jingyu, I could still hear her moaning,

"Ah~, ah, um~!" Her breasts were her biggest weakness, especially sensitive. Touching her nipples

would make her lose all her strength and her body become weak and powerless.

From her behavior at that moment, I could tell that Chen Jingyu's hand must have been inside her bra,

on her breast. She seemed unsteady on her feet, her legs pressed tightly together, as if

she could only stand by leaning on Chen Jingyu's body. Chen Jingyu's movements became more forceful, and Qi Jing couldn't help but let out more obvious gasps and

moans.

"Ah~!! Ah!" After she cried out twice, she pushed Chen Jingyu away forcefully, using this to break free from his

embrace

Chen Jingyu looked at her with a somewhat blank expression, seemingly not understanding why she was acting this way.

"Stop it, I really can't take it anymore~" Qi Jing said in a trembling voice.

"But this is also very uncomfortable for me, can you touch me a little longer?" Chen said, his tone as if it

were as simple as borrowing something

. Qi Jing didn't speak. Chen stepped forward and hugged Qi Jing from behind again, then put his hand inside her bra from the front.

"Ah!!" Qi Jing collapsed into his arms again, her face contorted in pain. I saw Chen bury his head in Qi Jing's

neck, kissing it while kneading her breasts with both hands. Because Qi Jing was facing me

, I could see clearly that Chen's movements were large, almost frantic, like someone starving.

His hands took up space inside, making her already tight undershirt even tighter, and

the hem rode up quite a bit, exposing Qi Jing's lower abdomen. A glimpse of skin was jarring to my

eyes

. I felt like I was in a dream, unable to move, standing

there watching everything unfold before me

. Chen's mouth continued to kiss Qi Jing's face, while his other hand reached under her skirt,

then on her thigh, beginning to grope her thigh through her pantyhose

. "Ouch!~~" Qi Jing let out a painful groan, then grabbed Chen Jingyu and placed her... Her

hands gripped her crotch tightly, her legs pressed together.

"Stop it, please, I really can't take it anymore," Qi Jing pleaded in a trembling voice.

Chen Jingyu didn't speak, but stopped what he was doing, no longer touching her lower body. However, Qi

Jing's eyes were completely glazed over, her expression seemingly one of ecstasy and enjoyment.

"Someone's coming over there," Qi Jing whispered. "

Let's go inside," Chen Jingyu said, pulling her hand as they walked into the building I was in. I immediately tensed up,

frantically searching for an escape route. But there was no other way to go from this floor.

Maybe but thankfully they didn't go upstairs. They seemed to be continuing their actions on the first floor. I

couldn't see them, only hear the sounds. Qi Jing kept emitting those painful moans that sounded piercing to me.

"Ah~! Ah!! Please, stop touching me, I really can't take it anymore," Qi Jing pleaded, her voice trembling with tears.

"

Alright then, that's enough. I'm going back," Chen said in a low voice.

"Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?"

"Are you feeling particularly unwell?"

"There's nothing I can do about it."

"I don't want you to leave in such pain," Qi Jing said softly. I was standing upstairs and could hear her clearly.

"What can we do?"

"Let me make you feel better."

"Forget it, there's no time, I have to go back," Chen said.

"It won't take long, it'll be over in a bit," Qi Jing said. "What about you?"

"I'm fine, I'll wait for you to come back."

"Don't kneel here, the floor is too hard," Chen said.

"Let's go to the car then."

After they finished speaking, they left the room downstairs. I stood at the window and saw them open the car doors on either side.

It was already almost dark, and I couldn't see what was happening inside the car, but even without looking, I knew

what Qi Jing meant by making Chen Jing feel better. Naturally, it meant preventing his penis from getting erect for nothing and allowing it to be fully

released. But Qi Jing was on her period and couldn't use her vagina, so how could she make Chen feel better?

What else could it be...?

I stood there angrily, still wondering if I was dreaming, but this incredibly real

scene made it impossible for me to doubt that I was in the real world. Having worked in the workplace for many years, I always thought I

could withstand anything and was a domineering man, but today, I really didn't seem like myself. No, no

one could tolerate this. This is my wife, and the other person in the car is

a bastard I utterly despise! I cannot forgive him.

Thinking this, I took a step forward and walked downstairs… (To be continued)

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