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【The Guilty Wife】(Original Title: Entanglement) (Part 2, Chapter 9) Author: zhaozhimo 

Author: zhaozhimo
Word Count: 3133


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Chapter Nine: First Signs of Adultery (Part 2)

Watching Zhao Shao and Boss Wu, each harboring their own ulterior motives, spouting hypocritical and insincere words, and
engaging in a heated bargaining match, I felt a surge of annoyance. I took
the car keys from Zhao Shao, left the conference room, unlocked the Accord parked at the hotel entrance, got in, turned on the air conditioning and
the stereo , and listened to world-famous music. My mood improved considerably, and I was no longer annoyed.

Just as I was comfortably listening to music, a red Honda Lingpai sped into the Jinhui Hotel's
parking space.

The red Lingpai parked about 30 meters away from me in the opposite parking space. The door opened, and
a tall, handsome young man got out of the driver's seat. I looked closely, and lo and behold! Isn't that Ah Long? What's going on? Didn't my wife say he took leave to go back to his hometown this morning
? What's he doing here?

Ah Long seemed to be in a hurry, sprinting into the Jinhui Hotel like a 100-meter dash. I glanced at his
Lingpai car; it was brand new, without license plates, but the license plate frame displayed the New Century Auto Trade sign. I figured
this guy was using his wife's appointment as deputy director of the office to show off. I ignored him
and continued listening to music.

About ten minutes later, after I finished listening to the saxophone piece "Going Home," the red Lingpai across the street
suddenly moved. The door opened, and a tall woman got out of the back seat. She wore a well-tailored
black leather jacket and slim-fitting black leather trousers that
perfectly slender legs. Oversized sunglasses covered her smooth, white face,
obscuring her features. Bright red lipstick and pearly white teeth added to her alluring charm. Her long, wine
-red hair, tied in a ponytail, swayed with her movements, adding a touch of playfulness. Her slender fingers
were adorned with bright red nail polish.

What a mature woman, exuding captivating charm and allure! I couldn't resist snapping a photo with
my phone. The only flaw was the large, snakeskin bag she carried, a common item among migrant workers,
which detracted from the overall aesthetic.

The woman swayed gracefully with her high-heeled boots, and despite the
bag , she entered the Jinhui Hotel with effortless elegance and speed. Something's not right. That walk, that
demeanor , is so familiar...it's just like my wife! Ah Long just got out of that car too. Oh no! I
quickly got out of the car.

Wait, that woman's clothes and appearance are nothing like my wife's usual style. My wife has short hair,
not a long ponytail, and she never wears nail polish or lipstick. If I'm mistaken, and this woman
isn't my wife, it would be a huge embarrassment.

Just as I was agonizing over this, Zhao Shao called and said that Guang Mengzi had been dealt with and had already
signed . He was worried that things might change if I delayed, so he told me to sign quickly and then get all the legal paperwork done. At that moment, Zhao Shao,
Boss Wu, Guang Mengzi, and others hurriedly left the Jinhui Hotel. As soon as we got in the car, Zhao Shao explained the main terms of the agreement to me while driving
, and then had me sign it.

At the bank, the transfer was completed in front of Guang Mengzi, Zhao Shao, Boss Wu, and their entourage. Guang
Mengzi, his eyes red with anger, stormed off. Zhao Shao, without hesitation, used his connections to process the change
of registration . Meanwhile, I remained preoccupied with the woman's identity, constantly feeling that she was my wife.

I also called my wife's cell phone; she answered and said she had just finished eating at a farmhouse restaurant and was heading back to
the city . I heard the clatter of dishes and the shouts of waiters on the other end of the line, and I breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed
I had been overthinking it.

After the formalities were completed, Zhao Shao proudly boasted about how he had forced Guang Mengzi to agree to that unreasonable condition, saving
me tens of thousands of yuan. But I had no interest in chatting with him; I wanted to share the good news with my wife. After parting ways with Zhao Shao, I
dialed my wife's cell phone, but the message said, "
The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable
."

Damn it! It couldn't connect! I dialed again, but it still wouldn't connect.
This gave me a bad feeling. Frustrated, I dialed again and again, but it was the same cold, monotone
message , only now it said, "The number you dialed is currently busy. Please do not hang up." Since my wife was
on the phone, the woman in black couldn't be her. She couldn't possibly be talking to someone on the phone for so long while
having sex with Ah Long. Maybe I was just overthinking it! I sighed and walked briskly home.

Jinhui Hotel was on my way home from the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China. As I passed it, I thought of the woman
in black— her figure and demeanor were top-notch, a truly alluring woman
. It was a pity that such a fine cabbage was wasted on that pig, Ah Long. Although my attempts to follow my wife yielded no results, I overheard Ah Long and Liangliang boasting
about his incredible sexual prowess, claiming he could play with a woman for at least an hour. Thinking of this, I found myself inexplicably
heading towards Jinhui Hotel.

The red Honda Lingpai was still parked in the parking space at the entrance. Good, it seemed Ah Long hadn't left yet. "
Since boast about your incredible sexual prowess, heh, this is a perfect opportunity to have an affair with your woman. I'll
scare you into impotence, and see if you'll still boast then." As long as I slip away quickly afterward and the hotel doesn't find out it was me, Zhao
Shao and Boss Wu can't do anything about it.

Damn, the management at Jinhui Hotel is really strict. I found a plausible excuse, but the receptionist
just wouldn't let me see the check-in log on the computer. This meant I didn't know which room Ah Long was in, so how could
I carry out my plan? What terrible luck!

Just as I was pacing around like a cat on a hot tin roof,
Zhao He, the hotel manager who had attended the morning's shareholders' meeting, noticed that I knew she was a new shareholder and asked me ingratiatingly if I needed help. With her
help, I finally saw the log. Ah Long had booked a two-hour room, room number 619, and there
were only about forty minutes left before check-out. After thanking Manager Zhao, because there were too many people at the elevator, I
took the adjacent stairs to the 6th floor.

Sigh! I really need to exercise and lose weight; even walking six floors left me breathless. Just as I reached the 6th floor...
As I turned the corner of the stairs, I heard a very familiar woman's voice in the hallway. Yes, it was my wife's voice! I
quickly peeked out and saw
my wife, wearing a fur coat, a strapless gold fitted top underneath, dark red women's wool fitted shorts with nude tights and over-the-knee boots, coming out of a room and closing
the door behind .

Because her back was to the stairwell, she didn't see me. As she walked towards the elevator, she talked on her
phone : "Okay, okay, stop rushing me. It's because you rushed me that I went to the wrong hotel, thinking you were at the Golden Radiance Hotel… I'm right next door, coming right away. I found something interesting
in room 619 , hehe, I'll tell you later." After my wife excitedly took the elevator away, I went to the door of the room she had just come from and saw the room number: 619. I saw on the computer that Ah Long's registered room number was the same, and my wife had just come out of here. This… could it be that my wife really… My mind went blank, and I felt a sharp pain in my chest, as if a thousand-pound me, making it hard to breathe. "Sir! Are you alright? Is there anything I can help you with?" At this moment, a waitress appeared beside me and asked me with concern. I composed myself and said to her, "I'm fine. I came to see a friend. He said he was staying in 619, but I knocked on the door and there was no answer. His cell phone was turned off, probably out of battery. Could you please open the door to 619? I'm a friend of your manager Zhao He, and I've already told her." "Okay." The waitress swiped her card to open the door to 619 but didn't leave. Instead, she stood at the door. I couldn't care less about anything else and went into the room. The room was a mess, a complete mess. Men . The men's clothes were Ah Long's, and there was also a pair of black stockings that had been torn in several places. The air was filled with a foul, filthy smell of semen and female vaginal fluid. On that bed, lying naked and snoring soundly, was Ah Long. He was probably too tired; he was sleeping so soundly that the noise from another person in the room didn't wake him. The bed was a mess. A black, transparent thong stained with fluid was thrown on Ah Long's head, a transparent black V-neck bra lay on his thighs, and a crumpled black transparent camisole was beside him. Between his legs, his large penis hung limply, covered in a sticky, dried fluid that made it look nauseating. Clearly, a fierce and frenzied sexual encounter had just taken place, the protagonists obvious. "Sir! Do you need help?" The waiter's voice snapped me out of my daze. I left the room and stumbled out of the Jin Hui Hotel. I don't know when or how I got home. I collapsed onto the living room floor, the scene from the hotel replaying in my mind, causing excruciating pain and a jumble of emotions. I stared at the ceiling in near despair, feeling as if the magnificent was crumbling. Luxurious chandeliers and exquisite paintings were falling from the sky, shattering into pieces. Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably; my life was now shrouded in darkness. Then, with a click, the door opened; someone had returned. (To be continued)

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