[Sinking into the Sea of Desire: A Wife-Swapping Man's Heartfelt Confession] (351-450) Author: Withered Leaf in the Wind

Author: Withered Leaves in the Wind
Word Count: 236780

Chapter 351 The Wife's Monologue 19

After several days of calm, Lei's efforts paid off. When I heard him bring news that the company had invited him to
a celebration banquet, I was truly overjoyed. That night, we had a small celebration and drank quite a bit.
Perhaps it was the feeling of a wife benefiting from her husband's success, or perhaps it was because I understood the bitterness in Lei's heart. Seeing his career improve made me
really happy, and thinking of all the hardships he had endured, I couldn't help but shed tears. Before attending the banquet, I dressed up carefully.
Although I couldn't help Lei much with his work, at times like this, I still hoped to stand by his side and help him
leave a better impression.

Seeing Lei return, staring blankly at me, I knew I had succeeded. However, after arriving at the villa,
I saw that woman who had been bothering me again. I remember her name was Gao Yue; I had seen her once before at a nightclub. The
way this woman looked at Lei made me feel something was off, as if she had ulterior motives and schemes. This made me nervous and uneasy. Although
I didn't say out loud, I still hoped that Lei could stay away from her. The banquet was enjoyable. Seeing so many people
chatting showing off in front of so many people, I felt as if he was not far from success.

To my surprise, I ran into Zhou Cang and Mu Xinru there. The way Zhou Cang looked at me made me
a little scared; I felt like I was prey in his eyes. When Lei accepted Zhou Cang's business card, I felt
uneasy because I knew I had fallen into Zhou Cang's hands. And I sensed that the way Lei looked at Mu Xinru
was also abnormal. That night should have been a happy time, and not wanting to spoil the mood, I didn't say much.

Later, I met another couple. I vaguely remember the man's name was Xiao Yang. I remembered his name then, not
because he was Lei's boss, but because of his wife. The woman I was wary of, Gao Yue, was very
beautiful. I never expected her husband to be like this. Xiao Yang's eyes and his manner of speaking gave me goosebumps. Seeing him
made me very uncomfortable, but thankfully we only chatted for a few words before parting ways. After a period of calm, Lei told me that his company had given him a raise.
After work, he started going out to dinner with colleagues, socializing and building relationships. I was actually a little reluctant,
because I really don't like these kinds of social engagements, but I knew it was good for his work, so I went with
him.

The peaceful days didn't last long. Just when I was happy about Lei's improved work situation, something happened that made me both
angry and heartbroken.

That day was Lei's payday. Every month on this day, I would buy some nice food to celebrate. It added a bit of anticipation to this
otherwise mundane life. However, in the afternoon, I received a call from Lei saying that he had to have dinner with his boss that evening and had to cancel
the celebration.

I was already a little reluctant, and when I heard that the boss was Zi Yang, we both refused. From our first meeting, Xiao Yang
hadn't left a good impression on me. I could sense that Xiao Yang wasn't a good person, and I believe Lei sensed it too.
I couldn't understand if he knew that, he still took me along.

We talked for a long time, and Lei seemed to have some kind of difficulty. Although I didn't want to face Zi Yang, I didn't want to put Lei in a difficult position either.
Finally, after Lei assured me of my safety, I reluctantly agreed.

As it turned out, I wasn't wrong; Xiao Yang truly disgusted me. I'd never seen someone act
so entitled not only lacking in courtesy but also constantly ordering the best dishes. He was definitely not an honest person;
during the ordering time, he kept nagging and boasting in my ear. Seeing his face laughing and joking in front of me made me
want to vomit. I felt uncomfortable, but I had to endure it and put on a smiling face; it was truly awful.

After a few drinks, Xiao Yang became even more audacious, sitting next to me and demanding I drink with him. His
restless hand even started to touch me inappropriately. I don't know how I managed to resist throwing my glass in his face.
I looked at Lei, signaling him to come to my rescue. Lei did so, but he was clearly no
match for and was quickly fend off. Soon, Lei couldn't hold out any longer and actually gave in to Xiao Yang, letting me drink with him. I was
furious. Having a drink wasn't a big deal, but
I really didn't want to deal with Xiao Yang, who bullied me and completely disregarded my feelings.

But Xiao Yang is a cunning man; he wouldn't give up so easily. He quickly twisted the situation, offering Lei a reason
he couldn't refuse. The company was expanding, and Lei might get a promotion, though there were still some uncertainties.

I could tell from Xiao Yang's words that Lei was no match for him; his job was in Lei's hands, and he was completely at
a disadvantage. I didn't want Lei to lose this opportunity because of me—it was a chance he'd waited years for
. After weighing the pros and cons, I had no choice but to compromise. Pouring Xiao Yang's drink felt incredibly bitter.
Perhaps this is life—full of helplessness; those with desires can never truly escape their influence. I drank with him, using the
same glass he'd used. I couldn't swallow it; I felt not only disgusted but also contempt for myself.

Chapter 352 The Wife's Monologue 20

During this time, seeing Xiao Yang's smug look, I was furious and hated myself, and even felt
a bit angry towards Lei beside me. Faced with reality, distress and anger were useless. Xiao Yang meticulously planned, step by step approaching, laying out
bait, not only shocking Lei but also hooking me. Because Xiao Yang knew very well that Lei and I were of one mind.

Under a combination of coercion and enticement, Xiao Yang's hand hooked around my shoulder. At that time, I wasn't afraid at all, purely
disgusted by him. Today, I finally knew that there were such people in the world, even despising myself and ashamed of my
actions. I thought about resisting along the way, I really wanted to, but I didn't dare gamble with Lei's future.

Xiao Yang's actions became increasingly bold, and I was on the verge of exploding. When his hand touched my leg,
a voice inside me kept screaming, "Pour the wine in your hand onto his face!"

Seeing Lei beside me, seeing his clenched fists, I finally bitterly endured it. After three cups of wine, my
head was spinning. I couldn't understand why, if Lei was unwilling, he didn't step in to stop it. As
his wife, I had been understanding and patient with him; shouldn't he, as his husband, have taken the initiative to stop it? Didn't he promise
to guarantee my safety? Wasn't this the time for him to protect me? Was
he really willing to abandon me to this heartless man for the sake of his future?

Thinking this, my heart trembled, and I stared at Lei in disbelief. He looked unwilling, his eyes
filled with struggle, but what good was worrying? How could he bear to let me suffer like this? Just as I was hoping he would step
in to save me, he excused himself to go to the restroom.

Xiao Yang was smug; his smile was both disgusting and repulsive. I even wanted to slap him.
I wanted to wake up this man who treated women like playthings and subordinates like puppets.

But more importantly, I was worried about Lei. I looked at him with fear and despair, afraid that he
would abandon me like last time when I needed him. But today, he finally responded, giving
me a reassuring look.

I couldn't tell if it was blind trust or love for Lei, but after receiving this message, I instantly felt at
ease , even a little sweet. The sweetness wasn't just because I firmly believed he wouldn't leave me with Xiao Yang, but also because
he chose me over his career and his wife. For a woman, meeting a
man is perhaps a blessing. Because he will let you know that in his eyes, you are more precious than power.

Although I knew Lei wouldn't abandon me, I still felt nervous and afraid when I saw him leave. He was my
pillar of support, and now it was just Xiao Yang and me in the room. If Xiao Yang became violent and wanted to do something, I would be powerless
to resist.

As soon as the door closed, Xiao Yang cheerfully drank two glasses. I knew that what I needed to do now was buy time.
To stop Xiao Yang's actions, I feigned compromise, smiling and flattering him, pouring him drinks and urging him to drink.

Whether he was impatient or sensed something, he only clinked glasses with me. Xiao Yang then put down his glass, forcibly
pulling me into his arms, muttering something about how fleeting the night was and shouldn't be wasted, before pressing his greasy lips against mine
.

Seeing his yellow teeth, combined with the alcohol, I almost vomited. I tried desperately to stop him,
constantly turning my head to dodge, but I was no match for Xiao Yang's strength, and he held my shoulders firmly. I could only twist
my head to avoid him, my hair getting disheveled in the struggle.

Xiao Yang's embrace tightened, drawing closer and closer. Just when I was about to lose my footing, the door was finally pushed open, and I saw Lei
standing frantically in the doorway. It was like seeing a savior; a glimmer of hope rose in my heart, and I begged him for help. Lei called out twice, but Xiao
Yang didn't react. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and rushed forward to push Xiao Yang away. Although I was rescued, I felt deeply humiliated. Lei
hadn't even uttered a sound, yet Xiao Yang had already started blaming me. Seeing Lei standing there silently, struggling to suppress
his anger , I couldn't hold back any longer; tears welled up in my eyes.

My tears weren't just because of my grievances, but also because of Lei's pain. I knew he didn't want to either; he wanted to
stand up for me, but too many things bound him, bound us. And Xiao Yang had seized on this, striking at our
Achilles' heel , leaving us powerless to retaliate. Lei had abandoned his dignity; I was hurt, and he was in pain too, but life forced
us to compromise with tears in our eyes. Just then, not knowing how to end this, thankfully, Xiao Yang's phone
rang . I don't know why it was such a coincidence; perhaps it was related to Lei's earlier absence, but it certainly saved us.
Xiao Yang answered the phone, said only a few words, and then left, cursing.

Tears welled in my eyes, but I tried my best to hold them back. I didn't want to cry in front of Xiao Yang. Facing someone like him, I
couldn't cry, because it would not only show my weakness but also make him think we had already given up. I wanted to
preserve this last bit of dignity, not only for myself but also for Lei. Until Xiao Yang left, seeing Lei's distress and helplessness
as he drank silently, I couldn't hold back my tears any longer, and they streamed down my face.

Chapter 353 Wife's Monologue 21

Later, Lei suddenly became interested and asked me to drink with him. I knew he was trying to find joy in his suffering, all to comfort
me. For me, as long as he held me in his heart, all sacrifices were worthwhile. I tried to
forget my earlier unhappiness and had a big meal with him to ease the pressure in my heart.

That night, when we went downstairs, we ran into Li Qiuyue. Although we were a little scared, we eventually brought her
back from those three.

I don't know if it was to compensate me or if he truly understood my suffering. For the next few days, no matter what,
no matter what I asked for, Lei tried his best to fulfill my requests.

After several days of calm, I felt a strange sense of loss. It was as if, after experiencing such a passionate period, this
mundane life was no longer comfortable for me. I was afraid and uneasy about this change in myself, yet I couldn't control it. It was
like an addiction, something I couldn't break.

I could tell that Lei felt the same way. Although he appeared calm at home, his occasional glances at his phone and his frequent
trips to bars betrayed his true feelings. I didn't know why we both became like this.
This change seemed to happen silently with time and life, leaving us nowhere to look for it, nowhere
to defend ourselves, only to gradually adapt. It was another boring night. Lei and I were watching TV on the sofa, but I couldn't
concentrate . Even the dramas I used to enjoy no longer held the same appeal. Just then, Zhou Cang called,
inviting Lei and me to his house for drinks.

For some reason, at that moment, I felt a sudden surge of passion and energy, and I agreed without hesitation. Lei
's gaze was somewhat unfamiliar. I realized my excitement and felt a pang of fear; I
would never . What bothered me even more was that, driven by my desires, I
was no longer resisting even a dangerous man like Zhou Cang.

Fortunately, Lei didn't ask any questions or say much. We arrived at the residential complex where Zhou Cang and his wife lived. It was a large place
with a nice environment. Zhou Cang was very welcoming to Lei and me, his eyes filled with satisfaction. I could
understand , but for some reason, at that moment, I wasn't afraid anymore, nor did I try to escape. I pretended to be nonchalant, but
deep down, I understood that I had already accepted him.

While Mu Xinru and I were preparing food in the kitchen, I subtly inquired about him, because I was genuinely curious.
I could tell that Mu Xinru was shy, while Zhou Cang was outgoing, enthusiastic, and made no attempt to hide his desires. I didn't
understand why Mu Xinru was with him. Was it a case of two extreme personalities complementing each other? Through conversation,
I learned from Mu Xinru that she and Zhou Cang had been classmates since childhood and had fallen in love back then. To escape
the opposition , they entered the workforce at a young age. Through Zhou Cang's hard work, life gradually changed, and things improved. The only
thing that remained unchanged was Zhou Cang's love for her. Although Zhou Cang might like other women, he had always been very good to her. After so
many years , Zhou Cang had grown tired, and she understood.

Mu Xinru spoke so casually that I couldn't doubt her sincerity. These words made me
curious about Zhou Cang, because their circumstances were similar to ours. The only difference was that Zhou Cang had more of a man
's responsibility; for love, he could disregard everything and take Mu Xinru with him.

The atmosphere at dinner was good, and we both drank quite a bit. I don't know if it was because of the alcohol or because of Mu Xinru's
words, but I wasn't so afraid of Zhou Cang anymore. Because a man who understands love and knows how to cherish can't be too bad. I even...
Deep down, I thought that perhaps it was precisely because of his persistence and undisguised nature that he was able to win over Mu Xinru and allow them to be
together.

A little tipsy, I settled down and chatted on the sofa. Seeing Zhou Cang deliberately flirting with Mu Xinru and showing affection in
front of Lei and me, I felt a pang of envy. When they kissed and lingered, I even felt a little itchy. Later, Zhou Cang
encouraged Lei and me to do the same. I verbally refused and argued with him, but deep down I was hoping. I hoped Lei could also
muster the courage to love me unconditionally. Fortunately, Lei didn't disappoint me this time, boldly embracing me and kissing me passionately. It was the first time Lei and I
had kissed passionately in front of others, and I felt a surge of excitement, but mostly sweetness. This not only proved our love but also
made my heart feel secure. Even knowing it was impossible, I still hoped this moment would never end. When Lei released
me, I felt a pang of loss and reluctance, and I noticed that Zhou Cang's gaze towards me was even more fervent, as if
he wanted to devour me.

Mu Xinru, unable to bear the stimulation, went into the kitchen. Lei quickly said he needed to go to the bathroom, leaving only Zhou Cang and me in the living room
. The atmosphere was a bit strange; I felt uneasy, but not as afraid as before.

Zhou Cang steered the conversation, asking about Lei and me. Whether out of politeness or because I genuinely had developed
feelings for him, I openly talked about Lei and me, expressing my love for him without reservation.

Zhou Cang listened attentively and kept wishing us well. He later offered to read my palm to see how my
relationship with Lei would turn out. I hesitated at first, wondering if he was trying to take advantage of me. But whether out
of politeness or irresistible curiosity, wanting to hear about our relationship, I placed my hand in Zhou Cang's.

Zhou Cang's hands were rough; I could clearly feel the thick calluses on his palms. My heart raced; I didn't know if it was
shyness or fear of this change in me. However, he seemed to control the atmosphere well. Although
his actions were somewhat ambiguous, his tone was calm and even somewhat suggestive. Most importantly, Zhou Cang said
my love life was long and I could be with Lei forever. Even if I didn't know if it was true, I was still happy. Women are insecure
and need to hear these reassuring words constantly. Just
as I was engrossed in our discussion with Zhou Cang, Mu Xinru came out of the kitchen, interrupting our conversation. Seeing Lei standing by the door, the atmosphere became a little awkward.

I don't know where Lei had been standing or how long he'd seen, but my actions with Zhou Cang were definitely a bit ambiguous. I
quickly withdrew my hand, but not wanting Lei to misunderstand, I pretended nothing was wrong and calmly struck up a conversation with him.
Lei seemed unwilling to make the atmosphere awkward either, showing no jealousy whatsoever, and walked over with a smile.

We continued chatting, and the atmosphere was developing in the direction I'd hoped for. However, even though I was somewhat prepared,
I still felt nervous and hesitant at the last minute. But before I could speak, Zhou Cang cut me off. It seemed Lei
was prepared; I couldn't refuse, or perhaps I hadn't even considered a firm refusal. Mu Xinru and I went back to the room, and she
found me a set of pajamas. Lying in bed, I was genuinely afraid—afraid of the unknown,
afraid of Zhou Cang, and afraid of the shift in my own mindset. Sitting quietly in bed, waiting felt strange;
I felt like a helpless woman imprisoned, waiting for rescue. After half an hour, I finally heard the door
open and hurried footsteps. Knowing it was Zhou Cang, and sensing his eagerness, I tensed up even more
, shrinking back, holding my breath, afraid to move.

I had initially turned off the light, but whether he was eager to see me or had some other purpose, he turned on
the brightest light as soon as he entered.

Chapter 354: The Wife's Monologue 22.

Although Zhou Cang was impatient, he was very good at arousing a woman's desire. That night, my shyness and discomfort were overwhelmed by
surging desire. He was very skilled; he understood women very well, able to make them forget everything and fall into depravity with him.

That night was wild; I couldn't help but scream loudly. Occasionally, I thought of Lei next door, wondering
if he heard me, and how he was with Mu Xinru. A bittersweet feeling welled up inside me, a mix of helplessness and an uncontrollable,
wicked pleasure, a surge of desire. It was irresistible, a complete descent into depravity.

The next day, I couldn't even look Lei in the eye, but he seemed perfectly normal, as if oblivious
. My anxiety subsided .

A period of calm passed, and then that night, there was finally progress in the case of Li Qiuyue being photographed; they
seemed to have found the person behind it. I wasn't particularly concerned about these things because I knew there was nothing I could do. The only
thing I could do was trust Lei and take care of him.

However, that night, they actually decided to draw lots to decide who would seduce that man named Deng Yi. It sounded absurd at the time, and I wanted to
object, but what they said made sense. I could only hope in my heart that I wouldn't be chosen; I didn't want to end up like
Xiao Yang . Besides, I was completely incapable of seducing a man. When Ye Ziyan was chosen, I finally
breathed a sigh of relief. A week later, Lei suddenly asked me to have dinner with Xiao Yang again that evening. When I heard this,
I was furious; hadn't I learned my lesson last time? But then he explained that he had also invited Xiao Yang's wife,
a woman named Gao Yue. My anger instantly vanished, and I even found it somewhat amusing. I was willing to go with him and see Xiao Yang
make a fool of himself. That night, I dressed very sexily. The way Xiao Yang's eyes lit up when he saw me was truly
disgusting. He tried to shake my hand as soon as we entered, but when he saw Gao Yue behind him, his face froze instantly. His expression was
hilarious ; I almost burst out laughing. At least I felt that the trip wasn't a complete waste.

At the dinner table, Xiao Yang just ate voraciously. From his conversation with Gao Yue and from observing Xiao Yang's own words, I vaguely sensed that
the couple seemed to be having marital problems. After dinner, perhaps feeling bored, Xiao Yang asked to leave early. I naturally had no
objection. Thinking about the way he ate and his behavior, just looking at him made me feel nauseous.

However, at the dinner table, Gao Yue's occasional glances at Lei bothered me. And Lei's
reluctant uneasy. That night, I tried my best to tire Lei out, subtly
asking him questions at different times. Although he vehemently denied it, I could tell he was lying. But remembering what Sister Yuzhen had told me, I
hesitated and didn't press the matter further.

Later, Lei asked me how I felt after meeting my parents. This was a question I couldn't answer; it was
one I avoided thinking about, just the thought made my heart race, I dared not even consider it. I didn't explain, but he understood,
reassuring me. Not wanting this question to affect the little bit of affection we had painstakingly rebuilt, I took the initiative to climb onto
him.

Finally, it was our wedding anniversary. It was a big day; every year on this day, he would prepare a gift and
celebrate in various ways. With anticipation in my heart, I chose a gift for him well in advance.

When I got home in the afternoon, Lei was lying on the bed. Seeing his hesitant expression, I was really worried.
I was afraid something might happen to him, and even more afraid of losing him. He quickly admitted he was just teasing me. He actually joked about something
like that , making me so nervous! I was really angry and started hitting him randomly.

But unexpectedly, he calmed my anger with a passionate kiss, something I longed for. I quickly
succumbed and responded enthusiastically. It was only afternoon, and we couldn't resist our desires.

Later, he lied and said he hadn't bought a gift. I was really hurt, and I couldn't help but wonder if his
feelings for me had faded after he started seeing those women at the club. But it was our wedding anniversary, and I didn't want to spoil the
atmosphere, so I pretended nothing was wrong. Who knew he would give me another surprise later—or rather, a shock. I really liked
those shoes, especially since he was the one who gave them to me. When Lei and I went shopping, we met a
woman who looked a lot like me. Although we didn't seem to know each other, judging from Lei's expression, they seemed to know each other. Lei refused to acknowledge us and we
almost got into a fight. It was all just my speculation, and I didn't mention it again after we left.

That night, I don't know what got into Lei, but he wandered into the park and actually dragged me there to have sex. I felt both
excited and scared. I'd seen reports online and in the news about couples being
photographed , and I'd always thought it was ridiculous—how could anyone be so bold?

But now that it was happening to me, I even wondered if Lei had gone mad. However, his actions showed me
he was serious.

Looking at his expectant, yearning eyes, I was torn. I didn't want to, but it was our wedding anniversary,
and I had a vague sense of anticipation. I felt a voice inside me urging me to try.

Chapter 355 Wife's Monologue 23

I was a little frightened by my own thoughts, wondering what was wrong with me. Whether it was a compromise with Lei's desire
or with my own inner urges, I ultimately agreed.

Thinking about where we were, about being seen at any moment, made me very nervous, and it was precisely this nervousness
that gave me a unique kind of pleasure. Lei seemed to be stimulated by the environment as well, his movements becoming wild. I tried my best to restrain myself, but
I couldn't help it and quickly lost myself in desire.

Later, someone did pass by, and I was too scared to make a sound, yet my desire only intensified. I didn't feel
evil or depraved, but I couldn't stop myself; the needs of my body and mind had broken through all shackles. Limited
by time and place, although that time didn't last long, we were both very satisfied. That intense stimulation was
something I couldn't experience in bed normally. I even vaguely liked that feeling, that blushing, heart-pounding,
thrilling excitement like the fear of having an affair.

Afterwards, Lei asked me to come again, and I outwardly said I never wanted to again, but inwardly I wasn't so resolute.
Not long after , I went to a party with Lei again. After a few times, whether it was numbness, compromise, or habit, I
seemed to have become accustomed to these parties, no longer resisting or afraid. On the contrary, when no one was around, I
would think of the people at the club and the things that had happened.

That night, I danced with everyone in the dimly lit environment. It felt strange, a mix of anticipation, shyness,
excitement, and nervousness. I couldn't see who was in front of me, yet I had to cooperate. Perhaps because I was new to the club,
many men were very enthusiastic towards me, constantly groping me while dancing.

I felt ashamed and angry, yet also excited, even thinking this was a good opportunity to catch Lei, to see if he
would make a mistake when he mistook me for someone else. I lost count of how many men I passed before finally reaching him.
As soon as he got close, I knew it was him. I was so familiar with his hands, I could even easily recognize his scent.

I don't know if it was the alcohol numbing me, or if my head had already been spinning from all those women. Lei initially didn't seem to notice me.
His hands roamed over my body, and I felt both sweet and troubled. Thinking that he must have been doing the same to those women, I
couldn't help but give in.

Even though I felt a little sore inside, I didn't feel the same unbearable pain as before. What's done is done, I could only
accept reality, quietly leaning against him, hoping he wouldn't become too swayed. During this time, he deliberately tested me,
putting under me, making me a little troubled and scared. But when he noticed, he didn't say anything. After the party ended, when it was time to choose partners
, it was the women's turn to "catch" the men. I felt a little shy, but mostly adventurous curiosity and anticipation.
I kept thinking about who I would catch, completely disoriented. Only after the person I caught left did I see it was Wu Peng.
I had seen this man a few times, but we hadn't spoken much.

I can't say if it was just a habit, or if I had already fallen, but everything felt natural. When I left the villa,
I wasn't so afraid anymore. I relied on Lei and got straight into Wu Peng's car.

I knew Wu Peng was a photographer; he was the one who took the photos when I went to the square to hand over the stolen money. Perhaps because of his
profession , he was good at praising women. As soon as I got in the car, he said I was beautiful and charming. And his praise wasn't like
the perfunctory praise of other men; he could point out certain beautiful features of me and say convincing things. He could also give
many examples, saying I resembled someone else, and why I was beautiful.

Women like to be praised, especially genuine praise. We quickly became acquainted, and Wu Peng would occasionally teach me
makeup tips to make me look prettier, more energetic, and more elegant.

Wu Peng and I arrived at the club before Lei, chatting as we went, and before we knew it, we were in a room. I was a little surprised to see him
with a camera, but then he offered to take my picture. I hesitated, but I thought to myself,
after all, women care a lot about their appearance, and a beautiful photo might be the only way to preserve the memory, something I could look
back on . Unable to resist Wu Peng's persuasion, I finally gave in. While taking the picture, he kept praising my beauty and occasionally pointed out my
expressions and suggested more flattering poses. At first, the photos were relatively modest, within my acceptable range, but
as we got deeper, his demands became increasingly explicit.

Every time he took a beautiful photo, Wu Peng would get very excited, praising me and gloating for a long time. I can't say whether I was intoxicated by
his praise or simply enjoyed the atmosphere, but I no longer resisted his later requests.
By the time I came to my senses, only my last line of defense remained.

Wu Peng encouraged me to be bolder and take more photos, but thinking of Lei, I still hesitated; I couldn't get
past mental hurdle. Wu Peng finally came up with a solution: I should cover my sensitive areas with my hands. Actually, putting aside
my hesitation and timidity, I still wanted to take the photos. After having a couple of drinks to bolster my courage, I finally complied.

During the shoot, the only thing I insisted on wearing was those pink high heels; I never took them off because Lei had given them to
me. Even though he wasn't by my side, I still hoped that the photos would contain his memories.

Chapter 356 Wife's Monologue 24

Wu Peng asked me why it was inappropriate, but I didn't explain to him. Perhaps he thought wearing high heels was unpleasant, and
he didn't try to dissuade me. It wasn't until the last photo of my back was taken by the window that he asked for a photo of me completely naked. I satisfied him,
and myself, before taking off my high heels.

The intoxicating atmosphere gradually turned into a blissful one, and what followed seemed natural.

When I saw Lei the next day, my heart was pounding, not only because of my current tired appearance, but also because of those
photos . At the time, I didn't think much of it, but after sobering up, I felt a little scared. Fortunately, he didn't ask anything. But I
can't hide things; I always felt uneasy. This kind of thing can't be kept secret for long, so I deliberately chose an opportunity to tell Lei about
the photos . He seemed a little angry after hearing them and asked a lot of questions. I was a little scared at the time, so I
lied to him.

The next day, Lei went to find Wu Peng and brought all the photos back. I was still a little worried that if he saw
the photos and found out I had lied to him, he would be angry. As it turned out, all my worries were unnecessary. Not only
was Lei angry, but he also took me to buy a photo album to store all the photos. He even romantically
wrote a message on the back of each photo. His romance made me feel very happy.

Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise, because a few days later, I heard more good news from Lei. He was published in a
well-known local magazine. He was overjoyed when he heard the news and went out of his way to buy several copies. The magazine was full of
praise for him, detailing all his efforts and achievements.

Unable to contain my joy, I went back to the company and showed the magazine to a few close colleagues. Hearing their envy and
praise, I felt truly proud, as if I were the one in the magazine. Afterwards, I called Lei to congratulate him and also called
my parents , wanting them to see it too.

This was supposed to be a happy occasion, but when I got home, Lei didn't show much enthusiasm. I was a little confused, and seeing his
sullen look, I didn't dare to ask too much. I was still a bit puzzled when my niece turned ten. That day,
I called Lei early in the morning to tell him to prepare.

Initially, I wanted this festive occasion to cheer Lei up and ease his worries. However, upon arrival, unexpected trouble
arose. An unknown restaurant owner, my second brother who hadn't been very welcoming to Lei, used this as an excuse to
move a table at the back.

I was furious. If this were at home, I would have had a huge argument with my brother, but there were too many guests,
and it was my niece's birthday, so I had to suppress my anger. Seeing Lei's state made me feel terrible,
but he acted as if nothing was wrong and even comforted me. I knew he was suffering greatly inside. Perhaps because of this
particular moment , or perhaps because too much had been building up inside, Lei made a
decision that caused me immense pain, despair, and nearly destroyed our family.

The next afternoon, while I was at work, I received a call from Lei saying he had made a reservation
to eat out that evening. Although I was a little suspicious, Lei hadn't been in good spirits these past few days. I thought he might just want to have some
fun, or perhaps he simply wanted to get drunk, so I agreed without asking further questions.

That day after work, I canceled my shopping trip with my best friend,
accepting all her complaints with a smile. In my heart, Lei was the most important person, and for him, everything was worthwhile. I rushed home and
carefully dressed up.

When Lei saw me at home, his infatuated gaze filled me with satisfaction. However, his expression seemed a little
off He, who never hid his desire from me, was somewhat evasive today, as if afraid to face me.

I asked him, and Lei explained that he was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself. This explanation made me even more suspicious, because in
front of , he never restrained himself, nor did he need to. He should know that I would always satisfy him. But I
didn't ask. I guessed that perhaps he had too much suffering in his heart, making him a little abnormal. I even showed my affection and
enjoyed it, kissing him in return. Although he was happy, he didn't enjoy and respond to my love as he usually did.
Lei took me to the hotel, which felt a bit unusual. Given our financial situation, even for celebrations, we usually go to
mid-range restaurants; we rarely come to high-end hotels like this unless it's a very special occasion. But today wasn't anything
special .

My doubts quickly melted away in Lei's sweet words. Watching him drink glass after glass, as if
drowning his sorrows and trying to get drunk, I felt a pang of pain. I understood his suffering; it came from all sides.
The burden on our family was already heavy enough. The monthly mortgage and expenses were already suffocating us.

As the head of the household, Lei not only had to take care of his own family but also the feelings of my family. For the past two years,
he'd barely rested and hadn't sent any money to my parents. Although they said they grew their own food and
shelter and told him not to worry about the household, as their only son, even though he didn't say it, I knew he always
felt guilty towards them.

Add to that the pressure from work, society, and other aspects of life, and he was almost overwhelmed. To avoid
adding to Lei's burden, I never said anything at home, just silently doing my duty. But he still cared about
me, knew I wanted a child, but the weight on his shoulders made him unable to make a promise, let
alone ask me.

I drank with him, and perhaps because he was drunk, he uttered many sweet nothings he wouldn't normally say,
which touched me deeply, and I happily enjoyed it. I just wanted to get drunk with him; it was a happy
moment , but I couldn't hold back my tears. I thought about secretly wiping them away so he wouldn't see; I didn't want to cry, but
I just couldn't help it.

I don't remember how much I drank, but eventually I was a little unconscious, and it seemed like I could see
nothing . He held me in his arms, and leaning on his shoulder felt so warm and reassuring. Whether it was the alcohol numbing me
or just wanting to sleep in his arms, I didn't force myself to stay awake; I just wanted to drift off to sleep.

In my hazy state, I felt Lei help me up. The alcohol had fully kicked in, and I was completely weak, only able to lean on him
, moving weakly with his steps. Later, I vaguely sensed someone breaking in. I wanted to see who it was,
but I was too weak to open my eyes.

Then I heard mockery and arguing. The voices sounded somewhat familiar, but my mind was foggy, and I couldn't quite place them.
I felt someone grab my other hand, but I was powerless to resist and could only sway back and forth. I smelled an unfamiliar scent and
was confused, wondering what was happening. Wasn't Lei still beside me?

Soon, a warm hand touched my cheek, as if to reassure me. I could tell it was Lei's.
His hand, his gentle caress, truly reassured me, because I knew he was still by my side. As long as he was there, I would
never be in danger; this was the trust we had built over many years. I wanted to reach out and hold that hand, never wanting him to let go,
but I had no strength left, and could only respond with a smile. That hand seemed full of reluctance, but eventually it slowly pulled away and
let go . I felt a little anxious and lost, but I didn't know what had happened. Soon I heard the door close, and I vaguely
realized something. I wanted to shout, but I couldn't; I wanted to see, but I couldn't open my eyes.

Chapter 357 Wife's Monologue 25

Before I could understand what was happening, I was pushed onto the table. I had no strength left in my body, and my hands were pressing on the bowls and chopsticks,
a little painful. My head was spinning, and I thought it was Lei. Sometimes when he was too repressed, his actions could be a little rough.

At that time, I still knew we were in a hotel private room, and I still couldn't understand why Lei would be in a place like this. Before
I could turn my head and get up, a large hand pressed me firmly onto the table, then my skirt was lifted up. Without saying a word, I
was caught off guard. I wanted to turn around to see what Lei was up to, but my hands were already gripping my underwear, and I struggled to tear it off.

I cried out to stop him, holding onto his hands tightly. Whether it was from being drunk or something else, I couldn't
tear it off . I was confused and a little angry, wondering how Lei could do this. I tried to open my eyes,
and when I vaguely saw the person behind me, I was somewhat terrified.

The fat body in front of me wasn't Lei. I instantly sobered up and recognized
Xiao Yang , the despicable man I had only met twice, who had touched me inappropriately last time. Before I could figure out what was
happening, I struggled to break free from Xiao Yang's grasp. I knocked over many things on the table, but not only did I fail, it also earned me
Xiao Yang's anger. She grabbed my hair and slapped me hard. My face burned with pain, and the drunkenness
vanished instantly, leaving me completely sober. In his anger, he finally tore my underwear to shreds and threw it aside, accompanied by
his roar.

Before I could finish speaking, your stupid husband interrupted me, and the door was kicked open roughly. I
already knew what was happening.

Lei appeared in the doorway, like an enraged beast. I was terrified and felt wronged, but I couldn't move my feet,
afraid to throw myself into his arms. Because at that moment, I didn't know whether I should rush over. It seemed that, in my heart, his
embrace was no longer safe or warm.

Xiao Yang behind me was still somewhat confused, and I was just as confused. I couldn't understand why Lei would be willing to hand me
over to Xiao Yang. There was no conversation, and then chaos ensued. Lei rushed forward like a madman, kicking Xiao Yang to the ground,
followed by a brutal beating.

I stared blankly at Lei, at Xiao Yang struggling on the ground, not knowing what to do. The scene was not only
too sudden, but also too unexpected. Weren't we supposed to be celebrating today? How did it turn out like this?
Even if I knew that Lei had agreed to Xiao Yang's conditions, getting me drunk and handing me over to him, I didn't want to believe it.

I was afraid to believe this fact. For Lei, I endured the inner struggle and joined the club. Now, I
'm a tainted woman. I've walked down a path of no return with him, and now all I have left is him. If I choose to
believe, I will lose everything.

Lei vented his rage on Xiao Yang, repeatedly shouting things like, "You threatened me! You hurt me!"
I don't know if he was shouting those things at me, but it doesn't matter anymore, because he's already made his choice.
He chose to entrust me to Xiao Yang, and now I'm not sure if it was out of love that he chose to come back and save me.

At that moment, I felt a pang of heartache. Not for Xiao Yang, but for Lei. This wasn't the first time. Why didn't he think things through
beforehand , only realizing his regret and trying to make amends after causing harm? I can convince myself to forgive him once, twice,
but can I convince myself forever? I'm afraid of being deceived again, even more afraid of being hurt again. Wasn't today
supposed to be a celebration? I'm even more worried that next time, the initial happiness will turn into a nightmare. I'm afraid that if this continues,
I'll completely lose trust in Lei, and then, perhaps only one path awaits us. Seeing Lei's frenzied state,
he seemed somewhat unfamiliar, and I didn't dare approach. Seeing Ziyang's face turn pale and slowly stop struggling, I couldn't tell if it was out of
love, fear of causing a major incident and implicating Lei, or my unwillingness to see Lei lose his temper and make a terrible mistake because of me.
Suppressing my fear, I hugged him tightly from behind.

My anger gradually subsided, and I felt his body stiffen in front of me; he wouldn't even look at me. Was it regret
? If he regretted it, why did he let things develop like this? Tears streamed down my face; all the grievances,
helplessness , and pain flowed freely.

I suggested leaving, and Lei didn't insist, leading me away from the room that had caused me so much pain and sorrow.
On the way home, I thought about many things through my tears. Lei was sitting beside me now, but I couldn't feel his presence. I
never want to recall it, and I never want such a thing to happen again, because I don't know if I could bear it if it happened again
. Even if I gritted my teeth and endured it, our relationship, which had only just begun to improve, couldn't withstand such torment.
Back home , I wanted to go to my room alone, to have some peace and quiet, to think things through. Lei grabbed my hand, and seeing the pain in his
eyes , my heart softened instantly. I can't explain why, but I always felt I wanted to give him another chance. I
stared at him silently, waiting for him to speak.

Several seconds passed, but I never heard the words I wanted to hear
. Why wouldn't he say a word after doing something like this? I angrily tried to leave, but he held me tightly.

(Chapter 358 Wife's Monologue 26)

After a few tugs, Lei's attitude was resolute, and I couldn't break free. This resoluteness offered me a sliver of comfort. At
times like this, a woman needs a man's resolve. If a man hesitates even slightly, he might lose her forever.

He probably thought I was waiting for an explanation, but I was actually waiting for comfort. When a woman's heart is broken,
explanations and reasons no longer matter. Only the comfort and tenderness of her beloved man can give her hope and help
her recover.

But he remained silent, the atmosphere heavy. I couldn't bear it. Whether out of
anger or a desire to spare him further pain and the pangs of conscience, I instinctively slapped Lei.
That was the first time I'd ever hit Lei, and I can't explain why I did it.

I really didn't hold back; I used all my strength. When I heard the sound, I was a little startled. My hand burned with
pain, but my heart ached even more, because we were both suffering for each other.

His reaction surprised me; he didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and even looked at me encouragingly. I
knew he needed release, needed some kind of catharsis to make him feel better. I was in just as much pain, and I couldn't help but throw a punch,
striking his chest with all my might.

All I wanted was for him to hold me tight, to offer warmth, to tell me about his mistakes, and to calm me down. He remained silent the entire time
; silence doesn't solve problems, it only makes them worse. I could only ask him questions, but he still wouldn't give
me any reason to comfort myself or convince myself.

I don't know how long we fought, but I was exhausted—physically exhausted, mentally exhausted, and emotionally exhausted. I stopped, and he
reached out to wipe the tears from my cheeks. His gentleness completely broke me. If he didn't love me, perhaps I could convince
myself to leave him, but he clearly loved me deeply. If that's the case, why did he do this, repeatedly
breaking my heart and causing me pain?

I collapsed into his arms, sobbing loudly. He silently held me, like a
repentant waiting for my judgment. This waiting was cruel. I loved him; how could I bear to hurt him?

I didn't want to face it anymore, didn't want to face Lei anymore, didn't want to face this oppressive atmosphere. Exhausted from crying, I
slowly fell asleep in his arms.

That night I had a dream. I dreamt it was a rainy day. Lei silently turned around, left me, and drove away. I chased after him
, calling out and crying, but it was no use. No matter how hard I chased, I couldn't catch up with the car. No matter how much I
shouted, he wouldn't stop. No matter how much I cried, he couldn't hear me. Rain mixed with my tears, soaking me completely. I woke up with a start.
It was just getting light. I saw myself sleeping on the sofa, Lei leaning against me. I think I had slept with my head on his lap all night.
He must have been so tired from carrying the weight of the case, so exhausted that he had fallen asleep without realizing it.

I could clearly feel his love, but the pain in my heart was also vivid in my mind. I gently stroked his cheek,
feeling his warmth. I murmured softly, "If you love me, why did you hurt me?"

I didn't know how to face him now. Should I pretend nothing happened and continue living my life, or should I have a big
fight and end it all? Neither of these things did I want. I couldn't forgive him every time, pretend
nothing happened every time, because I was afraid it would happen again.

But I didn't want to argue with him. This whole situation had already caused us so much pain; arguing would only make it worse and
deepen the hurt in our hearts. Looking at the sleeping Lei, I thought for a long time, considering many solutions. I didn't want
to make a hasty decision; I was afraid of making the wrong one. The only thing I could think of was for us to be quiet for a while and
reflect on everything that had happened.

I wrote that letter with tears in my eyes. I knew my departure would cause him pain and hurt. But
whether it was for my pride or to teach him a lesson, to make him remember that I wasn't a commodity, not
a bargaining chip in his life, but a thoughtful, affectionate wife who loved him.

Near the end, I hesitated, worried about who would take care of him,
what would happen if he got sick from worry. Seeing that he seemed about to wake up, I finally hardened my heart, packed my things, and went into that
house that had once been filled with our joy.

A woman's heart is often the opposite of her own. In the letter, I told him not to come looking for me. I
regretted , but I didn't have the courage to go back.

The moment I got into the taxi, I felt incredibly reluctant. I even hoped he would find out in time, chase after me, sincerely
apologize , promise he would never do such a thing again, and soften me with love; perhaps I would really come back to him. But many
things don't go as planned. Tears streamed down my face as I watched my home slowly disappear in the rearview mirror.

He called me in the car; tears still flowed as I looked at the phone. I considered answering, but I desperately resisted
the urge. He called again and again. I didn't want to apologize on the phone; I just wanted him to rush to me and tell me everything,
perhaps I would change my mind. Helpless, I could only hang up with trembling hands. I fled home, hesitant,
afraid to go inside. I didn't want too many people to know what had happened the night before. While wandering around, I bumped into my mother who was out buying groceries.
I panicked. Seeing my disheveled appearance and the red marks on my face, my mother immediately asked anxiously.
But I couldn't explain; it was too late to escape now.

I could only run to my room and lock myself inside. My mother seemed to have called him; I vaguely heard him
explaining something, but at that moment, it no longer mattered.

In the following days, I became restless. I couldn't help but wonder what he was doing, how long it had been since he'd cooked
, whether he was eating well, whether he was lonely at home alone. Sometimes I even felt an irresistible urge to sneak back and check on him, but
ultimately I lacked the courage. I hoped he would apologize, come to pick me up, and perhaps I would soften and agree.

A week passed, and there was no news. I was afraid then, afraid that he might have found other women, that
I had lost my place in his heart. I was also angry, angry that he hadn't shown up for so long. Finally,
that night the phone rang. When I saw it was Lei's number, I felt a surge of excitement, eager to answer immediately, to hear his
voice, to hear him apologize, to hear him say he couldn't live without me. But just as I was about to answer, I hesitated,
because I was angry that he hadn't come to see me for so long, only calling each time. Did he really think that a phone call would
make my pain disappear? Tears welled in my eyes, and I couldn't convince myself otherwise. Looking at the phone, I finally hung up.
Silently holding my phone, driven by a woman's arrogance and my own selfish pride, even if I
didn't answer, I still hoped he would call again and again, to let me know his resolve, to show me his determination.

To my disappointment, the phone didn't ring. Tears streamed down my face again, dripping onto the phone . In my anger, I
almost threw it away.

The following days were filled with painful waiting—waiting for his apology, waiting for his call. Sometimes I thought
bitterly , "If he doesn't show up tomorrow, I'll make him suffer when he apologizes; if he doesn't show up the day after, I won't forgive him.
" But as time passed, those thoughts vanished, replaced by another tomorrow, another day after.

Whether it was resentment for his hesitation or his refusal to see me in person, I forced myself
to hang up his calls, the pain unbearable. The longer it dragged on, the more painful and intense my anger became. My mother kept
asking questions and nagging; I was driven crazy.

Then, one day, Sister Yuzhen suddenly called. At first, I was a little confused, until she asked me why I hadn't gone to the gathering, and then it
dawned on me. I had initially said I wasn't feeling well, but I don't know if she sensed something from my tone or noticed something, she
insisted on inviting me out for a meal. I couldn't refuse, so I went.

When I arrived, I didn't understand why Sister Yuzhen had chosen a quiet corner; later I learned it was for easier conversation.
She was suspicious about Lei's absence, asking if he had done
something , but I couldn't answer. Faced with her questioning and concern, all I wanted to do was cry. Perhaps she could tell from my appearance...
What? In the end, she stopped pressing me and just kept comforting me. She even talked about how bad men are, promising to teach Lei a lesson and vent my
anger

. At that moment, I really hoped that Sister Yuzhen could help me teach Lei a lesson and vent my anger. Later, we talked until very late, and
she did most of the talking. She said she would take me home. I was worried that she knew too much and was unwilling, but I
couldn't resist her insistence, so I finally agreed.

After we got home, Sister Yuzhen finally discovered that Lei and I were no longer living together. She was so angry that she wanted to drag me to confront
Lei. I can't say whether it was because she didn't want to make things worse or because I wanted to handle it myself, but in the end, I stopped her.

Then came the days and days of waiting, and I felt my patience slowly slipping away. I don't know if it was because too much time had passed, but
my mother finally couldn't sit still anymore. That Sunday, she secretly called and informed my second brother. My second brother is the person I least want
to face , not because I'm afraid of him, but because of Lei.

Chapter 359 Wife's Monologue 27

Angry at Lei, feeling helpless, and sometimes blaming myself for my impulsiveness. Just when I was about to despair, thinking he
would never come back to me, he miraculously appeared before me. The moment I saw him, my emotions were complex.
I couldn't tell if I was happy about his arrival, angry at his lateness, relieved that he had finally come, or resentful of his
neglect these past few days. Perhaps a little of all of them; my eyes welled up with tears.

Watching Lei pacing back and forth in front of his house, I could clearly feel his tension and unease. I felt a surge of
anger; why was he always so hesitant when it came to matters of the heart? Ultimately,
my longing to call out to him first.

The moment he heard my voice, I saw him stiffen for a moment, then slowly turn around. The anger and
resentment vanished instantly, replaced by pity and heartache—a pain that made me tremble uncontrollably
, and tears streamed down my face.

I didn't know what had happened; he had lost a lot of weight, his eyes were sunken, and he had a full beard. I had only
been gone for a month, and the handsome man in my heart had vanished. The person before me was unrecognizable. I was
heartbroken, overwhelmed with pain, and felt guilty, as if I hadn't taken good care of him and had turned him into this
. All the resentment and dissatisfaction in my heart vanished completely. I threw myself into his arms, tears streaming down my face, and cried
uncontrollably . At that moment, I finally understood that our lives had become one. All his joy and pain would be
completely replicated in me. Perhaps I was destined to laugh and cry for him in this life; this was my fate, but I
was willing to accept it.

Chapter 360 Contract 1

The moment I saw my wife, all my grief subsided. She cried and threw herself into my arms. I held her tightly,
as if a spring rain had washed away the filth in my heart, and I felt my soul finally forgiven and redeemed. I wanted to hold
her like this forever. "You've lost weight," she murmured softly.

"You too," I said, stroking her long hair.

"Do you miss me?" "Yes." "Why didn't you come to see me?" "I was afraid of being convicted." "Silly girl ,
how could I bear to let you bear such guilt?"

Those few words melted my heart. I thought I could repay her, so I could only hold her tightly, filled with tenderness, and say regretfully, "I swear,
no matter what happens in the future, I will never do it again." My mouth was covered by a hand.

"I believe you." I hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead. She was like a peaceful kitten, closing her eyes and
enjoying the kiss.

That night, I went to my father-in-law's house again and had dinner. My mother-in-law asked many questions. I admitted to having
a conflict and also acknowledged that I had hit her, because the pain I left in her heart was deeper than the physical pain. Perhaps knowing
that some friction is unavoidable in life, my mother-in-law didn't get very angry, but she still complained and lectured me.

I silently endured it all, constantly promising that it would never happen again and that I would treat my wife even better in the future.
My mother-in-law gradually calmed down. During this time, my wife nestled in my arms and occasionally said a few words in my defense, making my mother-in-law feel very
uncomfortable.

My father-in-law remained silent at first, but as we were about to leave, he whispered, "If this happens again,
it won't be so easy to pick her up again." I could only nod; the mistake was mine, and I should
bear . Fortunately, I could still manage these things. I happily went home. In the car, my wife told me
how much she missed me these past few days and complained that it had taken me so long to visit her. I kept apologizing, briefly explaining that I had gone home briefly and taken care of
some things.

For some reason, after this ordeal, our relationship seemed even stronger. Perhaps we both realized we couldn't
live without each other, understood the meaning of love more deeply, and tasted its bittersweetness.

My wife was eager to get home, and as soon as we got out of the car, she pulled me along, almost running. No matter how I change, no matter how the world
changes, she seems to never change; she will always be my loving and devoted wife. A few days ago, after Mengjie's incident,
I had no time or inclination to tidy up the house.

Seeing this messy, unrecognizable home, she didn't complain at all. She came in and immediately started happily
tidying up. It seemed to her that this was originally her responsibility, and it was only because she wasn't there that things had turned out this way.

I was moved and warmed; to me, this was just an empty house. It was her presence, her
laughter , that made it a warm home. This home, finally, was complete again today. And all of this was bought with our pain
. I secretly vowed never to let that pain repeat itself. Unable to bear watching her work alone, I took off
my outer robe and started helping to tidy up. She initially said it wasn't necessary, but I insisted. I couldn't do much for her,
and this was all I could offer in return. Feeling that this atmosphere was more romantic and joyful, I didn't refuse.
Wiping dust, mopping the floor, busying myself up and down, it took almost two hours to clean it thoroughly. Looking at the newly renovated house,
I truly felt the greatness of women. In their eyes, everything in the house is a treasure, and it must be constantly wiped,
cleaned, and kept beautiful.

These small chores were also physically demanding; after finishing, I felt like my body was about to fall apart. While resting on the sofa,
I took out the pickled plums and other fruits my mother had asked me to bring. She exclaimed with delight. Having lived in the city since childhood,
she adored these wild fruits found only in the mountains. These things, worthless to us, were
treasures to her.

I remember the first time I brought her home, she ate the whole plate by herself. Seeing her mother's surprised look, she blushed and
felt embarrassed. Knowing her love for them, every year when the plums ripened, her mother would go up the mountain to pick a lot and dry them, always
bringing a bag home with her.

This time, she didn't go back, and seemed a little apologetic. I comforted her, saying it was alright, and that I had given her a message and some gifts.
She finally felt relieved. She said she would make it up to her next time she went back. That night, we didn't make love. Lying in that
familiar bed, smelling each other's familiar scent, we hugged each other tightly and fell asleep quickly. Perhaps this
was the first good night's sleep we had had since we separated. The next day, my wife got up early and prepared a sumptuous breakfast.
I ate happily, feeling sweeter than I had in a long time. This hard-won happiness made me cherish it all the more.

However, after breakfast, worries returned. Since the fight with Xiao Yang in the office, I hadn't been to
the company. I didn't know the current situation, whether they were discussing my dismissal or if I had already been dismissed. I
was impulsive at the time, but I didn't feel guilty at all.

But thinking about what I did to Gao Yue now, I regret it. I don't know if she hates me. If she does, she should
. I don't dare to ask her. Just as I was about to go to the company to check on things, I received a call from Sister Luo, asking me
to go to the manor.

Knowing it was likely related to Mengjie staying at the travel agency, I felt uncertain. After all, I was just
a junior ; managing a company wasn't easy. But I had already agreed,
so I had to bite the bullet and see. Besides, I didn't want to continue my current life. With no chance of promotion at the company, this might be another opportunity.

Chapter 361 Resignation 1

I drove my wife to work. We had just met yesterday, and I hadn't told her much about Mengjie. She was still
a little confused as to why I wasn't going to work. I didn't have time to explain, only saying I had time and some other things to do. Immersed in
the sweet atmosphere, she didn't ask too many questions. She got out of the car, hugged and kissed me, and went to work happily, even
reminding me to buy some good food to celebrate at home that evening. I nodded in agreement.

Watching my wife's back from the car, I felt a sense of happiness until she disappeared from the company gate before driving
towards the manor. Looking at this vast yet desolate manor, I felt a mix of emotions. It felt like this place buried
my pain, yet also gave me hope.

This time, instead of that ridiculously large conference hall, we chose the small courtyard where Mengjie used to live. Looking at the plants and trees
here felt familiar, yet tinged with sadness.

Sister Luo was waiting inside; it was hard to tell whether she had lost hope or was still struggling with the pain. She seemed to
have aged considerably, with a few strands of gray in her hair. Pointing to the blank contract on the table, Sister Luo got straight to the
point: "This is the management contract for the travel company under Miss's name. You'll be in charge of managing the company, and we'll
pay you a salary according to market standards, but Miss will still be the legal owner."

I nodded in agreement, flipping through the contract and saying, "Let's offer the minimum market rate. I'm only on probation right now,
so I don't know if it'll suit me."

Sister Luo glanced at me, seemingly surprised that I had offered the minimum wage. Even
the minimum was several times higher than my previous salary, which was quite good for me now, and I also saw there would be a year-end
performance bonus. She didn't refuse, smiling gently, "As long as you do your best."

I nodded; I would naturally do my best even without her saying so, after all, it wasn't just because it was the company Mengjie left behind, but also because
it concerned my own livelihood.

Just as we were about to sign, Sister Luo suddenly said, "There's something else I need to tell you. Miss promised that 10% of
the company would be donated to local charities to help
disabled people injured in car accidents who can't afford treatment. This is agreed upon in the contract."

My heart warmed; after all, Mengjie was still so young, and in that situation, she still cared about others. I
naturally had no objections and quickly signed my name.

"Good, since you've agreed,"

Sister Luo said, taking out a business card from the side and handing it to me, "This is the company's address. I've already sent the message
, and you can officially start work tomorrow."

I looked at the business card; it was Chengmeng Travel Company, with an address and phone number below. Thinking about it carefully, I realized I hadn't heard of the company before,
perhaps they rarely organized group tours or because it had only been established for a little over a year.

"If the company encounters any problems, you can discuss them with the leaders. If you need help, you can also come directly to
me,"

Sister Luo instructed.

At first, I didn't feel it, but after signing, I felt the burden suddenly weigh heavily on my shoulders. But there was no turning back,
and I didn't want to back down, so I reassured Sister Luo.

"By the way, we'll arrange a secretary for you in a few days. You can ask her if you have any questions,"

Sister Luo instructed. Was this what they meant by someone assisting me? Whether they were just monitoring me out of distrust
or genuinely helping me, I couldn't say for sure. I had no choice but to agree, so I smiled and nodded.
Leaving the manor, I went up the mountain and sat for a while at Mengjie's grave. As I placed the rose, I wondered
if I should plant some around her grave, given how much she loved roses.

The road down the mountain was long, filled with a mix of sorrow and excitement. If I was going to do it, I had to give it my all. There was no need to continue
this daunting, tasteless, and painful job. I
drove straight to the company. Many people were surprised to see me suddenly appear after so many days. Of course,
the main reason was that I punched Xiao Yang at my desk that day. The incident caused such a big commotion, and he was badly injured; the others
couldn't possibly be unaware. Perhaps they secretly assumed I'd already been fired. There was no need to explain further.
I wrote my resignation letter and went straight to my team leader for a signature. Perhaps knowing the reason, or perhaps having heard rumors, the team leader
simply tried to persuade me to stay, feigning regret, before signing it. Because of my somewhat special
position , it also needed the department head and office director's signatures to be valid.

The planning department leader said a few more words, seemingly somewhat helpless, but still signed smoothly. Only
the last one required Xiao Yang's signature. He, who had been hoping to oust me, probably couldn't wait for me to resign. I knocked on Xiao Yang
's office door, and he seemed to be waiting inside. The injuries on his fat face hadn't fully healed, still bruised and battered.
Seeing those wounds suddenly made me feel much better. His gaze was smug, but mostly filled with hatred, which I
didn't care about.

We stared at each other without saying a word. He signed without hesitation, and I took my resignation letter
and left without looking back. I handed in my resignation and was about to go to the finance department to collect my salary for the past two weeks when someone informed me that the boss
wanted to see me.

Although reluctant, I patiently went to the boss's office; after all, there was some relationship between us, and I had to give him face. However, my mindset is different now. I'm no longer under his roof, and I don't have as much fear
of the boss anymore .

The tea was still there, and the same person was still there, but my heart was no longer there. Xiao Yang could inform his subordinates, but
it didn't the boss. The old man kept asking me why I was resigning and sincerely hoped I would stay. He said things like whether
I was satisfied with the job or the salary, and that we could discuss it.

If I had felt some reluctance before the team expanded, it was because this place had once held my dreams
. But now, those dreams had been shattered by reality, and I had no lingering feelings.

Just thinking about how much effort I had put in, only to have it all come down to a few words from Xiao Yang, left me feeling terrible.
If he wanted to keep me, why didn't he consider my feelings more beforehand? Now that I had made my decision,
it was too late for him to put on these gestures. The boss's repeated attempts to persuade me to stay were unsuccessful. Seeing that I was determined to leave, he didn't try to stop me, but said that
I could come back anytime if I wanted. Out of politeness, I smiled and agreed.

After packing up my things, I finally stood in that office, looking at the small room I'd spent several years in, touching
the worn-out desk and the two hard-won wooden stools. A sense of melancholy washed over me.
Things had changed; who would work here in the future? Or would it be abandoned and used as a storage room? After saying goodbye to a few familiar
colleagues , Xiao Yang smiled smugly as I left the company. I ignored him, bitterly thinking that I'd see who stood
higher in the future, vowing to crush him when I returned.

Chapter 362 Taking Office 1

Outside the company, Gao Yue stopped me in the parking lot. Seeing her, my heart nearly jumped out of my chest. The mistake I made that day
still haunted me.

"Just planning to leave without a word?" Gao Yue questioned, seeing my stunned expression. I smiled apologetically,
speechless .

"You took my body, hurt me, and now you want to run away? You really have no conscience. I wasn't
wrong to say "

Gao Yue said angrily. Seeing my bitter silence, she asked reluctantly, "Are you really leaving?" "I'm sorry," I nodded
apologetically , feeling guilty towards her.

"If it's because of that incident, there's no need for this.
Although ,"

Gao Yue readily accepted my apology.

"Thank you," I said with a smile. Gao Yue's attitude only made my heart heavier, feeling indebted to her.
I said helplessly, "You should know that there's not much point in me staying here any longer."

"Something else is going on?" Gao Yue vaguely understood.

Not wanting to lie to her, I nodded in acknowledgment. Gao Yue sighed regretfully and said helplessly, "Remember, you still owe me an
explanation ."

I could only respond with a bitter smile. At the time, my emotions were chaotic, and some of my thoughts were unclear even to myself. I couldn't tell if it was
self-reproach for the sins I had committed that led to Mengjie's sudden departure, the pain and self-blame suffocating me,
the need to vent, or hearing her say I had misjudged her, or the slap in the face, or simply the urge to unleash my inner
lust. Gao Yue didn't press further, suddenly changing the subject, "You can leave, but you have to agree to one condition."

"What condition?" I asked, puzzled.

"It's not the right time yet. I'll tell you when the time comes, but you must help me then,"

Gao Yue said, looking into my eyes. I could tell she was serious, but I couldn't make such a grand promise
. I'm not the kind of person who likes to boast. If I promise something, I should do my best to help;
if , I should do my best to fulfill it.

"What, you don't want to agree?" Seeing my hesitation, Gao Yue said angrily, her eyes red and on the verge of tears.
"Alright, as long as it's within my ability, I'll help,"

I agreed, to atone for my sins and for the feelings I had for Gao Yue.

A smile finally appeared on Gao Yue's face. I stared, somewhat stunned.
She usually maintained a detached demeanor, rarely smiling. It turned out she was so beautiful when she smiled, like a flower suddenly blooming before my eyes.

"Alright, that's dereliction of duty now. I have to go back to work," Gao Yue said reluctantly.

I nodded, watching Gao Ruo, in her black high heels, flutter away like a black butterfly.

I put my things in the car, and through the car window, I glanced one last time at the familiar company, then at Gao Yue's office,
vaguely seeing a figure in front of it. I wondered if she was also looking at me, waving goodbye to
the place where I had worked for four years, and also to Gao Yue. With an uncertain future, I took a deep breath and drove away quickly. That afternoon, I went to the market. Although
I'm not good at cooking, I'm quite skilled at buying groceries. After all, I grew up in the countryside, and I can still tell which vegetables are fresh
and which are good. I selected many of my wife's favorite vegetables, and when it was almost time, I went to pick her up from work.

My wife was overjoyed to see me, chattering away in the car as if she wanted to tell
me everything she hadn't been able to say in days. I was happy to listen. That evening, we lit candles, opened champagne, and had a
romantic candlelight dinner at home.

The atmosphere was right, and while we were resting on the sofa, I told her about quitting my job. Such a big thing couldn't be kept secret, and
I didn't want to. She was a little surprised to hear the news, as she understood our situation; without one
income, the family really couldn't afford it.

After what happened with Xiao Yang, she was also a little scared, and perhaps she understood my pain. Surprisingly, she didn't say
anything , nestled in my arms, and said she would support my decision no matter what. I was so happy then, I couldn't help but
hug her, kissing and tickling her. She giggled and dodged, enjoying our long-lost playful antics. After drinking quite a bit, the atmosphere
quickly heated up. I pressed her down on the sofa, gazing at her affectionately. "What?" she asked, her face flushed, a little
shy .

"Isn't it time to get down to business?" I deliberately approached her. "Serious business my foot! That's not serious business at all."

She naturally understood what I meant and couldn't help but laugh.

"That's our serious business."

I kissed her forehead to confirm. She smiled sweetly, without saying anything. Her tacit agreement was my
consent I excitedly picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, declaring with boundless enthusiasm, "Tonight we're going to have a three-hundred-round battle, a battle that will
shake the heavens and earth!"

"Battle my foot! You can't possibly last three hundred rounds!"

she retorted without hesitation.

"We'll see when we try,"

I whispered fiercely in her ear. As it turned out, I wasn't lying that night. Perhaps it was because I hadn't been intimate with
my wife , or perhaps it was the alcohol, but anyway, I was exceptionally vigorous that night. We tried many positions,
and no matter how I thrust, she showed no signs of weakness. At first, she could handle it, but later she was completely powerless to resist,
limp like a snake with its bones removed, completely at my mercy

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Chapter 363 Taking Office 2

My wife was also very engaged, moaning loudly and openly cooperating with me, constantly stimulating my desire. This
ignited the volcano within me, making the thrusts even more violent. Not only did the bed creak and groan, but our
bodies also intertwined.

She occasionally bit her lip in pain, and occasionally her eyelashes trembled with pleasure, swaying violently with my thrusts.
After persisting for more than half an hour, I finally started to feel something. In this fierce thrusting, she had long lost consciousness, responding only to
instinct .

Finally, a cool sensation shot up to my head. We clung tightly to each other and exploded. He held me tightly, as if unwilling
to let go , his nails digging deep into my flesh. I thrust to the deepest point, unwilling to turn back. All that remained was sparks and stimulation;
I could no longer feel the pain.

Afterwards, it took us a long time to calm down. While resting, I told her about going to Mengjie. I had thought about it for a long time before
deciding to tell her, because since I was going to take office at another company, I couldn't be without an explanation, and I didn't want to lie to her about this.
However, I didn't mention what happened with Mengjie that night, not because I was dishonest, but because what happened that night would make my conscience uneasy and
suffocate me. I didn't want her to bear the burden with me.

Hearing about Mengjie, my wife was just as distressed as I was. She was also moved by Mengjie's innocence and kindness. Tears welled up in
her eyes . She said she would try to visit Mengjie's grave when she had time, ignoring the fact that I had already contacted Mengjie online,
perhaps because she didn't want to dwell on it. My wife's righteousness moved me, and I tried to have sex with her several more times until
I was exhausted and could no longer continue.

When I woke up the next day, there were already clean and fresh clothes on the bedside table. My wife said that it was her first day of work, and
she could careless. I was naturally happy with her arrangement. After breakfast, I took her to work. When we parted, she kissed me heavily on the cheek
and kept saying encouraging words like "Keep going" and "I believe in you."

Following the address on the business card, I turned and twisted along a not-so-busy street and finally found Chengmeng Travel
Company. To be honest, when I first saw the storefront of this travel company, I was a little doubtful. I wasn't sure if it was a
company or a shop.

If it weren't for the slightly yellowed, cheaply made
signboard with a thin paper and wooden frame, I wouldn't have been sure. I was a little doubtful; given the scale of Mengjie's estate, even if
her wouldn't be this large.
Perhaps I'd be more inclined to believe it was a branch of some company in some insignificant location.

It was five minutes to nine, and the shop wasn't open yet. Standing there, the thought of managing this "company"
left me with mixed feelings.

After standing there for three minutes, I noticed there were very few pedestrians on the street. Just before nine o'clock, a
woman in her thirties, wearing a t-shirt and jeans, finally came running towards me. She seemed surprised to see me standing outside, giving me a
curious look.

The woman took out a bunch of keys and tried to open the dusty roller shutter door, but it got stuck as soon as she pulled it up.
I tried to pull it up twice, but the door rattled and wouldn't budge. The woman looked left and right, then called out to me, "Hey
sir, could you help me? Give me a hand." Somewhat puzzled, I looked around; I was the only one nearby.

"I called for you, come and give me a hand,"

the woman said without any hesitation, as if she knew me well. Frustrated,

I went over, and together we managed to pull the roller shutter up. "Old Niu is really something. How many times have I told him to put some oil on this door? It's all for nothing," the woman grumbled, putting away her keys and smiling at me. "Thank you." "It's nothing," I replied with a faint smile. "Just for a few extra dollars a month, I have to deal with this broken door every day." The woman pushed open the inner glass door, walked to the corner, and turned on several large lights. I followed her inside, and even though I was somewhat prepared, I was still stunned by what I saw. It could only be described as dirty, messy, and old. The only unit in the room, a cabinet air conditioner, was covered in dust; its original white had turned gray, almost indistinguishable from the roller shutter. Flyers and advertisements were scattered all over the table. The computers were from an indeterminate era—old desktops, bulky CRT monitors—yet they still worked; it was a miracle, or perhaps a testament to the superior quality of things from that time . The entire room was haphazardly organized, things strewn about. It was far worse than my old company, even worse than a typical shop. A sudden wave of melancholy washed over me; my future seemed even more uncertain, and I began to doubt whether quitting my job was the right decision. "Oh, sir, you're up so early. Are you going on a trip? Come to our company to book group tickets," a woman said, seemingly only now remembering me, as she gathered her things and greeted me. "Ah, I..." Before I could finish, a woman's voice suddenly rang out behind me, "Hey, you're going to be late! Get out of the way! You're going to be late!" I turned around and was pushed aside as a figure darted into the store. Standing still, I saw a girl in her early twenties—a girl in a plaid skirt, a long ponytail, and delicate features. After confirming she was there, the girl turned around, panting, and said, "I'm so sorry." I was speechless. "Has Xiao Cai's tour group returned from yesterday?" The girl ignored me, went straight to pour herself a glass of water, and started chatting with the woman from before while drinking. "They're back," the woman said after tidying up the mess on the table. "What does he do?" the girl noticed me. The woman looked at me, also somewhat puzzled. Before she could even answer me, I stepped forward and said, "Uh, I—" Before I could finish, I was interrupted again by a loud voice behind me, "What kind of travel company is this? It's a complete scam!" I turned around in confusion. A middle-aged man in his forties, his face full of anger. "Who are you? What makes you think we're a scam ?" the woman interrupted, dissatisfied. "Who am I? I'm a customer of your company." The middle-aged man stormed in. "So what if you're a customer? What makes you think we're a scam?" The woman retorted early in the morning. "I went to Dali with your company's tour group three days ago. The food was terrible, and the hotel even had rats! I couldn't sleep well at night. We didn't visit any of the attractions advertised. They just drove us through the streets, which I guess counts as seeing everything. Isn't this a scam?" The middle-aged man wasn't one to back down easily and confronted the woman. "Hey, think about it. As the saying goes, you get what you pay for. We're half the price of other places. You're unwilling to pay more but want the best? There aren't that many good things in the world. I want to be the best!" The woman wouldn't back down. Seemingly used to this kind of situation, the girl wasn't nervous at all. She put down her water glass, casually went to the back, and turned on her office computer. Chapter 364 Taking Office 3 "But I paid."

The middle-aged man refused to give up.

"We took you to Dali too," the woman said, rolling her eyes. "But we didn't go to any of the
attractions ."

The middle-aged man was still dissatisfied.

"These days, what advertisement doesn't exaggerate? They say on TV that this can make you lose weight, that can enlarge your breasts—do you think that
works ? Besides, our advertisement didn't say we'd take you into those attractions, it just said we'd pass by them.
Didn't we stop at each place for half an hour? If you want to go, you have to buy your own tickets,"

the woman argued. I was speechless. She really knew how to twist the facts. I wondered who this woman was.
The middle-aged man now he was somewhat speechless.

He opened his mouth twice, but before he could think of anything to say, the woman interrupted, "Don't you think about it?
The money you make for your group tour isn't even enough for tickets to a few major attractions. Do you think we're doing business at a loss?" "What a shrew!
Where's your manager? I want to see your manager. I'm not talking to a woman like you!"

The middle-aged man seemed unwilling to continue arguing with the woman.

"What's wrong with talking to me? The manager hasn't come to work yet, maybe he won't be here today. Do you want to wait at the door
?" The woman wasn't in a hurry at all.

"Hmph, I deserve it this time. I'll never come to your company again," the middle-aged man said, turning and leaving.

"Hey, come or not, it's up to you. You want to save money, you want cheap service, but who's to blame?"

the woman said, rolling her eyes. Watching the middle-aged man leave, and the woman with her hands on her hips, looking like she was about to argue
, I suddenly felt a little dizzy, wondering if I had gone to the wrong place. "Manager Tang hasn't come to work yet," the girl finally
could look up and say to the woman.

"Same as always, you know he probably won't be here until lunchtime."

Seeing the middle-aged man leave, the woman dropped her protective motherly attitude. "Are you talking about me?" The voice
was thin and drawn out, as if she was being coquettish and flirtatious.

I turned my head and looked out. A man in his thirties with slicked-back hair walked in. He was fairly good-looking, but
his slick talk sounded off.

"Good morning, Manager," the girl greeted, standing up with a smile.

"Good morning, Comrade Xiao Wang,"

Manager Tang said, walking to the front desk and patting the girl's shoulder reassuringly, deliberately rubbing it a couple of times.
The girl giggled, subtly avoiding his touch. "Coming so early today, that's unusual. Did the sun
rise " the woman said, glancing towards the door. "Hehe, Sister Xu, you can't say that. I'm
very enthusiastic and proactive about my work,"

Manager Tang said, moving closer to the woman. "Stop talking like that. Go try to fool a girl like Qiqi,"
Sister Xu said, reaching out to stop them when they were about half a foot apart.

Manager Tang wasn't angry and laughed, "Let me tell you the truth. I received a notice from the boss yesterday that they're
airlifting someone to take charge." "No wonder,"

Sister Xu said, pursing her lips. "Hehe, guess what kind of person they'll send this time?" Manager Tang said, sitting down
at Qiqi's desk and looking at the two of them. "I don't care who they bring in. Keeping this job and getting
my meager salary every month is enough for groceries,"

Sister Xu said, showing little interest.

"I hope he's tall and handsome, with a bright, sunny smile, preferably someone who's studied abroad,"

Qiqi muttered

, resting her chin on her hand. Sister Xu sighed and shook her head. Manager Tang sat closer and said, "You've been heavily influenced by Korean dramas. Where are
you going to find someone like that in real life? Even fewer are likely to come across. Give up now; I'm lucky."

Her fantasy shattered, Qiqi rolled her eyes, buried herself in her computer, and didn't reply.

Manager Tang looked around boredly, finally noticing me standing beside him, and asked, "Hey, you two, who is this
gentleman ? Why don't you greet him?"

I had initially imagined walking into the company and being greeted by dozens of people lining the way, applauding, and being invited to say a few words in front of everyone—
a truly grand scene.

I was completely ignored for a while, which was actually a bit annoying. Am I really that easily overlooked?
My wife picked out a nice, well-fitting outfit for me today, but now, in this environment, I feel totally
out of place .

"Uh, I'm sorry, sir. We've been busy for so long, we completely forgot you were planning to buy a group ticket.
Where would you like to go? We can book tours all over the country, to famous tourist attractions and historical sites."

Ms. Xu seemed to just remember, hurriedly pouring me a glass of water and handing it to me. Qiqi glanced up at me, then buried herself back
in her computer. She was treating me like someone buying a tour ticket. If I really were, after seeing that middle-aged man earlier,
I wouldn't dare buy anything. Completely unfamiliar with this company, I suddenly became interested and wanted to hear more from Ms. Xu. Seeing
that I didn't speak, perhaps realizing what had happened with the middle-aged man, Sister Xu suddenly said, "Hey, don't listen to that guy's nonsense.
We have several options here: high-end tours, mid-range tours, and low-end tours. He was reluctant to spend money and
bought a low-end ticket, and now he's blaming us."

I nodded, still saying nothing. After looking me up and down a few times, seeing my specially chosen
attire, Sister Xu said directly, "Our high-end tours are absolutely great value for money. Not only do we stay in high-end
hotels along the way, eat at high-end restaurants, and visit famous attractions, but even our tour guides are carefully selected and
excellent ."

She was indeed eloquent; no wonder that dull-witted middle-aged man was speechless. I pretended to be interested and asked,
"How much is the high-end tour?" "That depends on where you want to go, sir,"

Sister Xu said, seemingly thinking she had a chance, becoming even more enthusiastic as she turned to look at the brochures.

"Dali," I said with a smile.

Chapter 365 Taking Office 4

Sister Xu paused for a moment, but quickly recovered, pulling out a flyer and handing it to me, saying, "Sir, you truly have good
taste paradise on earth; so many people dream of going there. We receive
many tourists every year."

Not knowing what was on the flyer, I took it and glanced at it casually, asking, "How much is the budget tour?" "880
," Sister Xu said, somewhat disappointed. "And the high-end?" I asked again, the flyer listing various tourist attractions and
activities.

"2480," Sister Xu's tone changed slightly.

"Such a big difference?" I exclaimed in surprise.

"Of course, different services mean different prices. 880 is a bus tour, mid-range is a train
sleeper berth for 1480, and the high-end is 2450, which is a direct flight to Dali. It only takes an hour and a half,
a five-day tour, guaranteeing you'll see all the famous sights and attractions. Plus, the most professional and beautiful tour guide will provide explanations throughout."

Sister Xu enthusiastically explained.

"What are we doing?" I asked. "It's right here, at the very bottom is the high-end tour,"

Sister Xu said, pointing to the bottom of the flyer. The first day, we took a plane to Dali, famous for its romantic scenery
, a flight of 1 hour and 20 minutes. We checked into a hotel and visited the Three Pagodas of Chongsheng Temple, one of Dali's most magnificent and iconic
buildings, for 90 minutes. Then we visited Dali Ancient
City cultural heritage, and strolled through the historical city, experiencing a unique leisurely atmosphere. After dinner, we could optionally watch a romantic
folk dance performance, "Butterfly Dream," and many other optional attractions. The itinerary details, including ticket prices and shop information, were all provided.
After carefully reviewing the information, I noticed that the second day also included a luxury yacht cruise on Erhai Lake, watching Bai ethnic dance performances, and tasting Sanwei tea.
There were quite a few activities each day, and the important attractions were all covered.

I looked at the mid-range and low-end tours again; the itineraries were similar. From the conversation with the middle-aged man earlier, I
guessed the only difference was the quality of service.

"How about it, sir? Do you want to go? If you do, book your tickets now and you can leave tomorrow. We
have flights every day. If you're traveling with family, there are special rates for seniors and children,"

Sister Xu explained. I nodded. Although I didn't know much, I had a basic understanding. I neither said I wanted to go nor
refused, and looked around to ask, "Is this all the people in the company?" It was Sister Xu's turn to question me, but she
still replied, "There are only three of us at the front desk, plus an accountant and a tour planner, but they don't have much to do, so they
don't have to come to work so early."

I smiled wryly to myself, "They're really quite laid-back."

A question lingered in my mind, and I couldn't help but ask, "Was your company always like this?" "Of course not.
The company used to be on Yanji Street, it was very prosperous and bustling. There were more than twenty people at the front desk alone,
and hundreds " Sister Xu retorted. "Huh?" Hearing this, I was even more surprised than when I saw the company
. I turned around and looked around, and no matter how I looked at it, I felt she was lying. Yanji Street was a commercial hub,
the central roundabout of the entire city. However, everything there is known for its high prices.
The rent is three or four times that of other places.

Seemingly noticing my confusion, Sister Xu said quietly, "But in the past six months, due to poor management and lack of supervision, and
some people's mismanagement, business has gradually declined, and it's become like this."

"Sister Xu, why are you telling him all this?" Manager Tang, who was sitting there drinking tea, suddenly
interjected .

Sister Xu also snapped out of her reverie, smiling and praising, "Although the location has changed, the company's service quality and services
haven't changed at all."

Seeing that I didn't speak, she pressed, "Sir, would you like to book tickets?" "I don't have the money, so I won't go for now . I
'm not in the mood for travel right now. I'll go later,"

I said, putting down the flyer and glancing at Manager Tang who had just interrupted. "If you're not booking tickets, what are you doing here?
Wasting my time, are you kidding me? You have such a refined face, how can you be like this?" Sister Xu
muttered disappointedly.

Having already experienced it, I didn't want to argue with her. I stood up, walked towards Manager Tang, took out the
business card , and introduced myself, "Xu Lei."

Manager Tang put down her teacup and took the card with a puzzled look. The other two were surprised by my actions, especially
Sister Xu, whose face clearly showed her disbelief. Even Qiqi looked up, curiously observing me.

The moment Manager Tang saw the business card, she vaguely understood, but still cautiously asked, "Are you the person sent
by to manage the company?"

I smiled and nodded. "Hello, Mr. Xu," Manager Tang said, as if there were thorns on the chair, she jumped up to
greet me .

I extended my hand and said, "Hello, I'm new to this industry. Please guide me if there's anything I don't understand."
"I wouldn't dare,"

Manager Tang said, shaking my hand tremblingly, perhaps because she had seen everything I had just witnessed.

"You should know more about this than I do,"

I said with a smile. Now I realized how satisfying it was to have someone be so careful around you. No wonder men crave
power, even if that power is still very small.

Chapter 366 Taking Office 5

I walked over and extended my hand, saying, "Sister Xu." "Xu Ying, just call me Xu Ying."

Xu Ying, caught off guard by this unexpected turn of events, awkwardly extended her hand.

"There's no need for that. We share the same surname. Who knows, maybe we have some connection from hundreds of years ago?"
Not wanting to make the atmosphere too awkward, I joked. Xu Ying seemed a little dazed, smiling awkwardly.

I walked towards Qi Qi, who wasn't much better off, somewhat reserved. I smiled and extended my hand, "Looks like I'll have to disappoint you
. I'm not tall and handsome, nor do I have a radiant smile, and I'm not a returned overseas student."

"My name is Wang Qi Qi, Mr. Xu~. Okay."

Qi Qi smiled awkwardly.

"Alright, what are you all busy with? Keep going. I just arrived and am just looking around." I gestured to the others,
glancing at the computer in front of Qi Qi, where she was playing Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game).

Qi Qi noticed and quickly turned it off. I shook my head and smiled, saying nothing, and asked Manager Tang, "
Who's in charge of finance?" "Uh, it's Sister Guo,"

Manager Tang said. "When is she coming? Is there any *****?" I asked, looking around.

"Uh, no need to trouble Mr. Xu. Mr. Xu, go to your office and rest. I'll notify them to come over right now,"
Manager Tang said solicitously, leading me inside.

The store wasn't large, and the office was even smaller. It was called an office, but it was only about ten square meters,
with a few desks crammed together. Seemingly a little embarrassed, Manager Tang said with a fawning smile, "These are the conditions.
I hope Mr. Xu won't find them too shabby."

"Not at all, I'm not one to live a life of luxury,"

I replied with a smile.

"Here, this is the desk I just cleared out for you yesterday,"

Manager Tang said, pointing to the desk at the far end, where a worn-out laptop sat. I nodded my thanks, walked closer to
the desk , and gestured, "I'm not familiar with the company yet. Could you go and inform the others that I want to hold a meeting later to hear
reports from various departments?"

"Okay,"

Manager Tang nodded and left the office.

Sitting in the swivel chair, touching the somewhat worn desk, I felt a little lost. What I saw today
was indeed unexpected and unforeseen.

I turned on my computer and browsed through news and information related to tourism. Although I haven't been with the company long,
I've already seen many problems. What urgently needs changing now is the company's current state, both internally and externally.
The atmosphere was good.

The efficiency was decent; only half an hour later, Manager Tang came in and said everyone was there. I nodded and asked him
to invite everyone in.

People came in one after another; there were only five people in total. To be honest, having always worked at my previous company, used to
offices filled with computers, the constant sound of typing and talking, I was quite unaccustomed to this quiet atmosphere.

Manager Tang first pointed to a short, plump woman around fifty years old and introduced her, "This is the company's finance manager,
Sister Guo."

I nodded, smiled, and shook her hand.

"This is the company's planning coordinator, Lao Niu, responsible for the management and distribution of all company items,"

Manager Tang introduced another man in his forties with a full beard. Lao Niu was carrying a cardboard box; I
glanced at it and saw it contained newly printed flyers and advertisements.

After greeting everyone, I asked them to find a chair and sit down. I then told them what I had just said.
I had hoped to hear their reports, but everyone remained silent. I looked at Manager Tang, intending to have him set an example,
but he mumbled something and then turned his head away.

I was a little annoyed and helpless. Since no one was speaking, perhaps they didn't know what to say right now, but
that's okay ; I believe they'll get used to it. I'm not an expert in tourism, but I did work for a few years at my previous company,
so I have some understanding of management philosophies and methods. Moreover, I think
there are many aspects of the management systems of foreign companies worth learning from. Companies may differ in size, but management methods are generally similar. My current
company may be small, but it has all the essentials, perhaps only four are messy. Since no one is speaking, I'll have to. I
won't recount the past or look to the future. My first point was about customer
etiquette at my previous company. I don't remember too much detail, just what I remembered from my time there. I secretly decided
to ask Gao Yue to make a copy of my old company's employee etiquette guidelines. I'll make sure current employees are properly organized before starting work,
focusing on store cleanliness and personal attire. They were quick to pick and choose when to say they didn't know, to ask
questions , or to raise objections. Before I could even speak, Xu Ying protested, "We can't have uniforms
with just a few people, and it's unnecessary."

I guessed she found it troublesome or uncomfortable. I simply explained, "Regardless of the internal situation, attire and company
environment are just packaging. If the packaging is good, customers will only come if they perceive the company as having a certain level of sophistication."

"We still did business like this before,"

Xu Ying continued to struggle.

"That was before, not anymore."

I didn't want to explain too much about this, so I cut off their escape route, glancing at the exchanged glances,
and added, "Also, from now on, no one can raise
objections ."

Everyone fell silent in resignation.

They all had to memorize this, and there would be regular spot checks.

Xu Ying still had some questions, saying that the company was like this now, and if unreasonable customers came
knocking, how could they handle it? It seems that service philosophy isn't so easy to change. I sighed and said, "As long as
we improve the service quality, naturally no customers will come knocking."

The work guidelines were explained at length, seemingly all aimed at the front desk staff, Xu Ying and Qi Qi. Both seemed to
feel the pressure. Near the end, Xu Ying casually asked, "The salary is so low, yet we're demanding so much. Who can handle this? " I smiled, naturally understanding that high-quality service must be accompanied by high-quality benefits. Since we've decided to change the status quo, we can't just impose strict rules without offering incentives. Having worked at the company's grassroots level for so long, I
understand that what employees care about most is their monthly salary. Whoever can bring the greatest benefit is the best leader. I subtly indicated that once the standards are met and the company is on the right track, benefits will definitely increase accordingly. This silenced them and gave them a glimmer of hope. After all, they could sense that the company was currently struggling, just trying to stay afloat. We didn't have much concrete information yet, so we could only start with the most accessible and direct external aspects. We first focused on improving the company's image. I announced a temporary closure for the morning, which surprised everyone. However, I didn't want to explain everything. What followed was unrelated to external matters. I had Xu Ying and Qi Qi clean the entire wiping everything down. Whether it was due to the pressure I had put on them earlier, or the attraction of the promised increased benefits, they unusually obediently went out to clean, seemingly without any intention of doing anything. I glanced at the remaining three people. They seemed to not only be confused about my arrival but also about the sudden announcement of the regulations. Perhaps they felt these things were irrelevant to them; in their hearts, they didn't even . They seemed somewhat distracted by my words. Chapter 367 Taking Office 6 I didn't expect them to fully understand right now. I looked at Sister Guo and said, "Summarize the financial reports for the past three months, including all income and expenses, and show them to me this afternoon." Sister Guo nodded without hesitation. Checking the finances was perfectly normal for any newly appointed leader. "Summarize the items consumed in the past three months and the purchase list, and show them to me," I said, turning to Lao Niu. Lao Niu hesitated for a moment, seemingly facing some difficulty. "If there's anything inconvenient, you can just say so," I said, puzzled. "These are all small orders and small goods. The ones from three months ago are long gone; I only have the ones from the last two months," Lao Niu said with difficulty. "You have to remember all the ones from now on," I said helplessly. Lao Niu nodded, and I turned to Manager Tang and said, "Do a feasibility economic analysis and hand it in to me tomorrow." "Huh?" Manager Tang was initially a little sleepy, but his eyes widened when he heard my words. "Can't you do it?" I asked. "Uh! No, it's just that although our company isn't very big, we operate many tour routes. One day is too rushed! I'm afraid..." Manager Tang said hesitantly. I understood what he meant. If he was familiar with all the company's operations, he could probably finish it in one day with some overtime. However, it seemed he didn't want to work overtime. He had just joined the company and didn't want to leave a bad impression, nor did he want to be under too much pressure. He gave me a useless analysis , so I compromised and said, "Okay, hand it in to me in three days." Manager Tang seemed a little dissatisfied, but seeing that I wouldn't back down, he had no choice but to nod. Seeing them exchange glances, I told them the meeting was over and they should go about their own business.

Seeing them sit at their desks, I felt a pang of unease. If
Mengjie I wondered how she would feel. I was also somewhat uncertain about how to proceed. However, right now,
I urgently needed to improve the company's image and atmosphere, otherwise it would truly rot from within.

A culture, a brand—first and foremost, a memorable name and a familiar logo are
crucial . The name was already decided, and I didn't want to change it; "Chengmeng" was perfect. It not only represented Mengjie's dream of freedom
but also the dreams of those seeking joy and enjoying travel.

Deciding to change its appearance, I started by designing a logo for the company—the signboard is the face! Fortunately, I had a background in planning,
so I was relatively adept at these things.

After a morning of hard work, it finally took shape, undergoing several revisions. It was a smiling face with a large, winged tour bus
driving . The company's service slogan and tagline were also ready: "Entrusted by you, we carry you into
your dreams," with the eight characters encircling the smiling face.

I printed out the national standard and slogan, called Lao Niu over, and asked him to order a new signboard according to those specifications.
I also instructed him to print this logo and slogan on all future flyers and advertisements. Lao Niu seemed confused, but
he complied. Looking at the list he gave me, it mostly consisted of printing flyers and the living expenses of a few people in the company.
He was in charge of managing the company's miscellaneous affairs, only providing one meal for the employees, who ordered takeout for lunch. There weren't any other
major expenses, which showed that he was a down-to-earth and frugal person. He kept a record
of . At noon, I helped them get an extra set of chopsticks and a bowl
. Xu Mo and Qi Qi were a little surprised to see me eating at the company. Sister Guo had to go back to cook for her grandson who was in school, and Manager Tang had gone out to eat. There were only two women at the table,
Lao Niu and me. With one more person and one more dish, there were four dishes and a soup, including two meat dishes. It wasn't particularly good, but it wasn't
too bad either.

After work, there were fewer formalities. During the meal, I learned that Xu Mo wasn't from the city; he worked there
to support his family's education. Qi Qi was the same; she graduated high school but didn't get into university. She knew that in today's society, going to
a third-rate university was useless—it was hard to find a job, and her family couldn't afford it. She figured
it was better to enter the workforce early, maybe learn something, and ease the burden on her family.

I couldn't tell if it was just that we were both people who came to this city to make a living, to pursue our dreams, or if I
still had that bit of rural air about me. Later, we seemed to hit it off. Xu Mo stopped treating me like a boss, joking around and asking
if I was married—she asked all sorts of questions, and I told her the truth. Qi Qi listened happily, occasionally
chiming in. Only Lao Niu just ate quietly, picking at his food. With

the basics settled, I wasn't entirely familiar with the company's operations. In the afternoon, when I had nothing to do, I sat at
the reception table, pretending to look at the advertisements, but actually observing the customers in the restaurant. Somewhat disappointed, I wondered if business was
slow today or if this was always the case. Not many customers came in all afternoon; most just glanced at the menu and left.
Only four or five ticket bookings were received the entire afternoon.

Looking at the financial statement Sister Xu gave me that afternoon, it was indeed as I suspected: the company
was barely making any profit. Maintaining just a few people, after deducting tour guide and other expenses, meant the monthly income was almost
break-even, and in the off-season, it would even incur losses. Right now, it was barely operating on the little capital accumulated from the past.

Chapter 368 The Club Reunion

Seeing the financial statement, I couldn't help but think... Perhaps Yuan Tianyou and his son didn't
let go of the company because of Meng Jie, but rather because they looked down on this money-losing company and were afraid of being dragged down by it!

I sighed. Whatever their reasons, this hot potato had already rolled into my hands, and
I couldn't throw it away. Now I could only either swallow it and bear the bitter consequences, or try to keep it burning
hot.

It seemed that so far, the paths before me had never been many enough to give me any real choice. Whether
it's a path of no return or not, I can only keep going with all my might.

Sitting in the office, I searched for travel-related information, checked travel company websites and read reviews,
seeing what customers needed and what they complained about. I have to say, the gains were significant. Seeing many
customers ' complaints and expectations pointed me in the right direction and gave me some ideas.

I was so busy I was dizzy. Just before leaving work, I received a text message. I opened my phone; it was from Ye Ziyan, saying there
was a gathering tomorrow, Saturday, and I absolutely had to attend. I felt a surge of joy. I hadn't seen this woman for a few days, and it had been a long time since I'd seen any women from
the club . I was fine until it was mentioned, but now that it came up, I actually missed her. I was also a little worried, worried about my wife's
reaction, wondering if I could get through to her. After reading the message, my focus on work vanished. Since I didn't have many ideas right now,
I decided to stop. I didn't want to make an exception on my first day at work, so I waited until the appointed time and everyone left together. Everyone has
this quirk: they're always more eager to leave than to arrive. When it was time to lock the door, I was the only one left in the company. Xu Yingcha asked me for help to
pull down the rusty door. Hearing her incessant complaints, I could only promise to make sure Lao Niu fixed it.

When I got home, my wife was already cooking. Seeing her bustling around like a busy little bee
warmed ; all the pressure and unhappiness from work seemed to vanish in that instant. Seeing me return, she urged me
to wash up and eat right away. Seeing the table full of delicious food, I was actually quite hungry.

During dinner, I told her about the text message. My wife didn't react much, just nodded to indicate she understood, and
kept putting food on my plate and pouring me wine, saying it was my first day on the job and we should celebrate. Naturally, I had nothing to say,
and ate and drank quite a bit. That night, I was dizzy and had several rounds of drinking. If I wasn't worried about not having the energy
for the party the next day, I would have loved to stay until dawn. That day was my wife's first weekend back home; she didn't have to work, and we slept in together, a
rare getting up until eleven. When I got up, I saw her with disheveled hair, sleepy eyes,
and slightly puffy eyes, but I didn't find it odd at all; instead, I thought she was adorable and liked it. I don't reject this feeling;
perhaps this is the life we've been searching for, this is true love.

After lunch, we started preparing. She took the initiative to help me choose shirts, ties, and outfits. I was in a
good mood. Before, she would be very nervous around parties, but at least now she wasn't so anxious.

I helped her choose a sexy short skirt, red high heels, and alluring, sexy, and wild black stockings
. At first, she was a little unaccustomed to this change, but I insisted that she look seductive and beautiful. This wasn't just for my
own selfish reasons, but also because I missed the last party, and I didn't want too many people asking questions. We were happy.
My wife's presence could cover up all the problems. When we left, she seemed perfectly normal, like she was going out to
buy groceries or go to work. My doubts completely vanished. Once we were on the road, I told her
to cover for me if Liang Yuzhen asked about what happened a few days ago. To be honest, I was a little intimidated by that rude, domineering woman.

Hearing this, my wife laughed heartily, teasing me about being afraid of her Yuzhen. She even threatened that if I
dared to bully her again, she'd get Yuzhen to deal with me. I pretended to be scared, but in my heart I thought, "
Look at your Yuzhen, that seductive woman in bed, she probably doesn't remember anyone except a man's...things
." Although I didn't hear my wife's agreement, I knew she would be on my side. As we drove off the highway and onto the
small road leading to the villa, the tension disappeared, replaced by excitement and anticipation. That villa
seemed to hold all our hopes and passion for life. Every time I go in, I feel completely satisfied, both physically and mentally, and I'm
filled with renewed enthusiasm for life. It seems everyone arrived early today; eight cars were already parked when we got there. After getting out of the car, my
wife wasn't the timid, dependent woman she was when we were alone together. She stood tall, head held high, like a noble swan, like
a princess walking down the aisle, full of pride and confidence.

My wife took my hand, and we walked into the villa step by step. I felt that she was no longer afraid or hesitant; the little
woman had matured, and there was even a touch of sexiness, like a phoenix rising from the ashes after suffering pain. Inside
the villa , the lights were bright, and everyone was holding wine glasses, chatting and laughing, still passionate and lively.

Chapter 369 The Reunion at the Club 2

My wife's arrival added a touch of romance to the hall. The men stopped talking, their eyes shining as they stared at my wife's
subtly revealed deep V-neck and long legs.

The atmosphere was familiar, and before I could even savor it, a figure suddenly appeared from the side and slapped
me in the groin. Completely unprepared, pain instantly shot through my entire body from the bird's nest. A scream escaped my lips as I clutched my lower body,
unable to straighten up .

A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd. Completely bewildered, I saw the snow-white, straight leg before me
and knew it was Liang Yuzhen. Only such a rude, reckless woman could do something like this.
I trembled with pain, a sense of unease rising within me; I wondered if it would affect my function later. "Sister, I promised to get justice for you, and now
I've helped you vent your anger!"

Liang Yuzhen said, completely unconcerned about my life or death, even smiling at her wife. "You don't have to vent your anger like that
!"

Seeing my pain, my wife stammered, helping me up and asking, "Are you alright?"

"Nonsense, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

Although I deserved it, it hurt too much. The sensation hadn't subsided, as if an electric current was surging wildly through
my body , making my lower body numb. I glared at Liang Yuzhen and said hatefully, "You went too far!"

"I told you I'd make you pay next time we meet. Tell me honestly how you bullied Yunwei."

Liang Yuzhen said nonchalantly. I knew it was about this. I glanced at my wife, feeling a little annoyed. My wife understood and
stopped me, saying, "Alright! It's all over now. Look at you, beating him like this."

My wife is so good; she knows how to care about me.

"Don't worry, he won't die."

Liang Yuzhen seemed oblivious to my pain, feeling a surge of anger. She thought that next time she had the chance,
she would get her revenge in bed, forcefully making her bleed and letting her taste the pain.

"But you went too far! Look how much pain he's in!"

My wife complained for me. "He bullies you so much, you don't need to care so much about this heartless man."

Liang Yuzhen showed no remorse, let alone guilt. That thing probably wouldn't even appear on her
body . "Or are you worried that it won't work and you'll be alone at night?"

I teased my wife after tidying up.

"Are you done yet?!"

My wife's face flushed red.

"Hehe! Just as I thought!"

Liang Yuzhen laughed, seizing the opportunity. Before my wife could retort, she whispered, "It's better if it doesn't work. It'll
save him from overthinking and causing trouble all day, making your life miserable."

My wife couldn't win against Liang Yuzhen and was powerless to defend herself.

"Oh! It's quite lively today!"

A voice came from behind. I turned around and saw a woman I hadn't seen before. Both of them were very androgynous; the man was somewhat feminine, and the woman was somewhat masculine. However, they had delicate features, looking like elves
from a fantasy story .
If they dressed up, it might be hard to tell who was the man and who was the woman.

Whether it was their appearance or simply because I hadn't seen them before, I paid them special attention. They were probably both a bit older than me
, but looked younger. The woman wore pure white high heels, a sparkling platinum necklace
, and a pink leaf tattoo on her arm.

"Oh! Yang Xu, Pang Hui, what a rare treat! You two must be living the high life!"

Just as I was wondering what was going on, Liang Yuzhen beside me blurted out. "Living the high life?! Without you, my beautiful Liang, by my side, how could I
be happy!"

Yang Xu said without any restraint, letting go of his wife Pang Hui and pulling Liang Yuzhen to kiss her.

Caught off guard, Liang Yuzhen stumbled and pushed Yang Xu away, saying, "Get away! Stop teasing me.
Traveling half the world with a beautiful woman, isn't that enough? It's rare that you found your way back."

"It's because I missed you!"

Yang Xu said, touching his lips. "Come on!"

Even though she knew Yang Xu was just being perfunctory, Liang Yuzhen could still tell she was enjoying herself.

"Alright! If you want to catch up, there'll be plenty of time later. Everyone's here, let's get started."

Ye Ziyan stepped out from the crowd at the right moment. Yang Xu and Pang Hui greeted Ye Ziyan,
looking at . Ye Ziyan introduced us to each other. After what happened last time, my feelings towards Ye Ziyan were no longer
purely lustful; there was more gratitude and warmth. After all, last time, when I was at my lowest point, she
comforted me with her body and words, helping me stand up again and regain hope.

I nodded to Ye Ziyan in thanks, and she only smiled faintly, as if to tell me not to
take it to heart. The crowd gathered, and Ye Ziyan was still doing the opening act. Although everyone had seen it,
she still made a point of introducing Yang Xu and Pang Hui. The others, who already knew them, deliberately booed and tried to disrupt the show.

Yang Xu showed no signs of awkwardness or unease. Despite the boos, he and Pang Hui punished themselves by drinking three glasses of strong liquor before
finally applause. Those three glasses were all hard liquor, leaving their faces flushed and Pang Hui's arms pink.
The leaves changed color, turning a deep, blood-red hue, giving off a bewitching aura. Next came drinking,
chatting , and livening up the atmosphere. The lights were very bright tonight, seemingly all the lights in the hall were on. I wondered what
games they would play; from the moment I entered the villa, I couldn't help but guess, and I even felt a little excited.

After a few drinks, Ye Ziyan went up to the stage to offer a toast, and everyone drank two glasses together. She announced the start of tonight's games.
Su Feng walked out from the back and, to everyone's expectant gaze, lifted the red cloth covering the long table in the middle
.

There were nine plates on the table, filled with all sorts of fruits: sliced watermelon, apples, pears,
bananas, berries, strawberries, grapes, red dates, and peanuts. Looking at the table full of fruit, I was a little confused.
What was this for? A fruit feast?

While I was still bewildered, Su Feng picked up two stacks of cards and explained that each type of fruit was printed on a card, and
there were two cards for each fruit; men and women would each draw one stack. Those who draw the same fruit must work together to eat half
of that fruit, but they cannot use their hands. If they use their hands, the fruit falls, or they eat it unevenly,
they will be penalized with a drink.

After hearing the explanation, my heart was racing. Seeing the peanuts, red dates, grapes, and strawberries on the plate, wasn't this
a forced, disguised kiss? And they had to work together very carefully to kiss. Especially the banana—it was definitely a trap.
Keeping it intact, so soft, forcing them to bite from both ends, risking it breaking and being penalized! And having a woman and
a man eat a banana in public would definitely be a captivating sight.

The woman's face flushed slightly, the man rubbed his hands, his eyes scanning the women, eager to try. After explaining the rules,
Su Feng didn't dawdle, having the men and women stand separately on opposite sides of the table, ready to begin.

My wife glanced at me weakly; whether from the alcohol or shyness, her face was flushed red,
more vibrant than the red grapes on the table, making me feel reluctant, but mostly expectant.

The men started, the cards were mixed, and they prepared to begin. The atmosphere was strange. The women were probably hoping
to draw slices of watermelon or apples, while the men were probably hoping for small fruits like birch or dates.
Whether anyone was hoping for a banana, I wonder.

Chapter 370: The Club Reunion 3

This wasn't the old card game where there were a few more chances to drink. Now, the loser had to play a real game,
and in front of their wives, not the ambiguous kind.

I drew a card, a mix of excitement and anticipation, hoping to draw the person I wanted, but also hoping it wouldn't be too awkward.
My hand as I flipped it over—a bright red grape, very eye-catching. I frantically searched among the women opposite me, but they
were all holding onto their cards, refusing to reveal theirs, leaving me anxious.

The women were also cautiously searching among the men, many with flushed faces. Since they couldn't see the cards,
they could only look for them in their eyes. Some women breathed a sigh of relief, some had joy on their faces, and
some had sorrow and shyness. My wife clutched the card tightly, glanced at me furtively, then looked to her right at the card flipped over in front of
Zhou Cang —the one with the apple on it. I knew I wasn't completely doomed yet. I continued my search and finally
found the woman looking at my card with a mixture of joy and worry—it was Tang Wei.

The woman I rarely saw, only appearing at parties.

Tang Wei was Guo Xiang's wife; they seemed to be the youngest couple in the club, both handsome
and beautiful. I hadn't had much contact with them, but from their avant-garde attire when we met, it was clear they weren't
very traditional.

"Flip it!"

No woman was willing to reveal her hand, so Ye Ziyan took the lead, flipping over her card—an orange. As expected
, my wife's card was an apple. Li Qiuyue was the worst off, drawing a peanut in the first round. Looking at her sullen face,
I thought of how Tiao Wu had teased me at the last party and then abruptly left, and I felt a little smug. Liang Yuzhen
drew a red date, followed by watermelon, banana, pear, and strawberry. Only the last banana remained. Everyone looked at
Mu Xinru, who hadn't yet flipped it. Whether she flipped it or not was irrelevant, as the outcome was already known.

The fruit was eaten from largest to smallest, with the others supervising. The watermelon at the front wasn't much of an attraction; although cut into small pieces,
it was still the largest. We had privately swapped with Zhou Cang once, but he was still very interested in his wife,
deliberately biting off most of the apple in his mouth.

If the bite wasn't even, there was a penalty drink. Given Zhou Cang's drinking capacity, even if he lost, a drink wouldn't be a big
deal, but his wife couldn't handle it. Faced with a choice between strong liquor and a kiss, knowing it was a trap set by Zhou Cang,
his wife could only choose the latter. After all, they would play this game many more times, and drinking every time would be too much.

After hesitating for two seconds, to avoid being punished, she had no choice but to lean in. She used her bright red lips to force Zhou Cang's mouth
open, taking a bite out of half. The intimacy during the bite was predictable; they were practically tongue-to-tongue, just short of a French kiss.
Everyone had been waiting for this scene. Seeing his wife's blushing, shy expression, everyone burst into laughter, sipping their drinks
.

His wife was still a little uncomfortable doing this in front of me; she quickly retreated from Tong Cang's
side . Zhou Cang chewed the apple slice in his mouth, looking completely satisfied, as if it were the most delicious food.
Although I felt a little jealous, I was slowly beginning to accept this little bit of daring. Pears and berries were large
fruits , not much to look at. When it was Mu Xinru and Qian Hao's turn to eat bananas, many people whistled and
cheered before they even started.

Even the women looked on with anticipation. They didn't seem to realize that this opportunity might soon
come their way, and whether they could comfortably enjoy it then.

Shyness and restraint seemed to be Mu Xinru's nature. Although she had once expressed her emotions that night, she quickly
hid them, reverting to her familiar self. Qian Hao, on the other hand, was quite composed, peeling a banana and biting into it, waiting for
Mu Xinru to come forward.

Mu Xinru stepped forward timidly. Qian Hao took a bite and almost ate half of it. Mu Xinru didn't have such a big mouth,
nor did she want to be so rough. She took a small bite, slowly biting off a piece, her mouth full of banana, unable to chew,
so she could only hold that piece of banana in her mouth and continue biting off the next piece.

Watching that small mouth slide forward little by little across the banana, her cheeks slowly puffing out, all the men's eyes
gleamed. I knew what they were thinking, because I was no exception. Involuntarily,
the scene of Mu Xinru kneeling at his feet, struggling to swallow, her cheeks bulging, still unable to swallow, yet still struggling to swallow, flashed before my eyes.

Finally, she was almost halfway through, seemingly reaching her limit, her cheeks bulging, with a hint of white banana at the corner of her mouth.
Squeezing it out, Mu Xinru frowned slightly, still struggling to push it in. Mu Xinru's pained expression gave the men
a strange sense of pleasure. Qian Hao, seemingly unable to bear watching Mu Xinru continue to suffer, cleverly helped her
bite the last bit into her mouth. Mu Xinru didn't have time to thank them; after swallowing the banana, she covered her mouth with her hand, as if she
was about to spit it out. The men stared intently at her, watching her struggle to chew and swallow.
Their excited expressions suggested that at that moment, they were thinking that Mu Xinru had swallowed that disgusting white, sticky substance!

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