Unable to calm down 2

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Part Two, Whose Adultery Did I Catch?

My mother and I returned home. My father, holding my daughter, saw my mother's expression and quickly said, "You fought with them, didn't you? Why did you have to?" My mother glared at my father and said, "Don't talk to me like that. If I don't beat that old slut up, she won't know we're not to be trifled with."

I didn't go home; I moved into my mother's house. I don't know whose idea it was, but Yuanyuan moved back in. The divorce proceedings weren't finished, and she wouldn't leave. It really infuriated me.

The long divorce process, revolving around the child and property, lawsuits, mediation, dissatisfaction, more lawsuits, more mediation—after three months, I was exhausted. Fine, I accepted it. I'd give her whatever she wanted, and I wouldn't ask for child support. I'd find time to talk to Yuanyuan. Why bother? Let's part amicably.

In the following month, I heard some rumors that Yuanyuan was frequently being picked up and dropped off by a car. I didn't quite believe it and didn't want to get involved, but to be honest, I still felt a pang of bitterness.

After dinner, having convinced my parents, I took a taxi back to my old home. A black Passat was parked downstairs; I'd never seen one before, and I had a vague premonition.

My home was on the top floor, familiar yet strange. I sighed, shook my head, took out my keys, and opened the door. The light was on, but I didn't see Yuanyuan. Looking down, I saw a pair of men's leather shoes by the door, and several pieces of clothing scattered on the sofa—men's trousers and shirts, women's skirts, and two pairs of underwear on the floor.

No need to say anything; I understood what was going on. Although I was angry, I didn't really feel much at the time; I was numb. Not wanting to disturb Yuanyuan's good time, I tried to leave when I suddenly heard Yuanyuan let out a soft scream, "Ah! No! What if they see us outside? It's terrible!" The sound came from the enclosed balcony, a five-square-meter space I'd enclosed after buying the apartment, used for storing odds and ends. The original security door hadn't been replaced; I saw it was ajar.

For reasons I can't explain, I crept closer, squinting through the crack in the door. In the darkness, I saw a large, snow-white buttock—it was Yuanyuan's. She was kneeling, with two hairy male legs beside her, presumably sitting on a chair. I could only see Yuanyuan's head moving. As I got closer, I could hear slurping sounds. Yuanyuan was sucking that man's penis. She'd never given me oral sex before, and in just over two months she was sucking someone else's! A surge of anger welled up inside me.

The man's voice said, "Yes, ah, lick the flesh with your hand, ah, you learn so fast! Tell me, is the penis tasty?" Yuanyuan made a "woo-woo" sound, spitting out the penis excitedly, saying, "It's delicious! You're the worst, teaching me to suck penises! I want it!"

My heart ached, I felt so sad. Was this my wife? How could that quiet teacher be so despicable? The man said lewdly, "What do you want? Tell me. No rush today, let's play a little longer. Tell me, are you a slut? Tell me what you want?" Yuanyuan shamelessly replied: "Yes, I want your cock to fuck me. You're just playing with me, making me say these things. Fuck me, it's so itchy.

" A large hand stroked Yuanyuan's buttocks. "Come on, let me touch your pussy first. Be more horny, I'll fuck you to death later, haha, you're such a slut, you're even hornier than Nana." Yuanyuan stood up, and the large hand reached into the fleshy crevice covered by pubic hair. Yuanyuan moaned a few times, her buttocks twisting. I didn't want to see or hear anymore. Yuanyuan was no longer worthy of making me sad. Just as I was about to leave, the man's words made me angry. "I'm better at fucking you than your husband, right? Tell me, is your husband's cock bigger than mine? Who fucks you more comfortably? Your husband is a bastard, haha, such a horny pussy and he can't even fuck you properly. Tell me quickly." Yuanyuan moaned and said: "Ah, you, you can fuck me, ah, don't, don't mention him, okay? We're getting a divorce, don't forget what you promised me, ah." The man lewdly said: "How could that be?" "Forgot? Quickly call your husband a bastard, I like it, call him that for me." He inserted his fingers into Yuanyuan's vagina, teasing her. Yuanyuan was already aroused, "Ah, ah, fuck me, ah, fuck Wang Qinglin's wife's cunt, ah, ah, Wang Qinglin, you're a big bastard, your wife's cunt has been fucked, your wife feels so good being fucked by him, I, I, I like him fucking me."

Enraged, I clenched my fists. I wouldn't let those two scoundrels get away with this. Just as I was about to rush in, I caught sight of the phone on the coffee table. A strange feeling washed over me; I couldn't let them get away with this. Holding my breath, I gently, very gently closed the security door, making absolutely no sound. Slowly, very gently, I locked the door from the inside. The two scoundrels, absorbed in their lust, didn't notice.

I quietly... I picked up Yuanyuan's and the man's phones, slowly entered the bedroom, and, trembling with excitement, tension, and anger, used Yuanyuan's phone to text my mother-in-law, Nana, and the kindergarten principal: "I'm home, there's an emergency, you must come immediately, or I'll die." I turned off the phone, found my "wife's" number on the man's phone, and texted: "I'm in [address], building 5, unit 1, room 501, come immediately, there's an emergency." I turned off the phone, put it back on the bed, and gave a sinister smile.

Yuanyuan, don't blame me for being heartless. I didn't want to care about you, but why did you humiliate me with him? Years of marriage, you were the first to forget them! I was still furious. Holding the man's phone, I quietly left the house, stopped on the third floor, and looked... I checked the time with my watch. My city isn't big; normally, it only takes ten minutes to get there. I turned on my phone and saw three missed calls. I chuckled and dialed 110 to report "prostitution in a certain area." I knew the police loved cracking down on these kinds of things—they could fine people.

My mother-in-law and Nana arrived first, surprised to see me on the third floor. I stopped them, saying, "Excuse me, I'm waiting for a few more people. I'll show you a good show tonight." My mother-in-law angrily retorted, "What are you doing? What do you mean? Get out of my way!" I held them back. A moment later, the kindergarten director arrived, puzzled, and asked, "What's going on here?" Before she finished speaking, a young woman wearing glasses and pajamas ran up, looking at us in astonishment as we jostled each other. She politely said, "Excuse me, let me through."

I said, "Is this 501?" The young woman hummed in agreement, looking at me with surprise. The police arrived too, and two officers shouted, "What are you doing? Get out of our way! Don't obstruct our duties!"

I said, "I know, I've been waiting for you. Come with me." I led the way upstairs, made a shushing gesture, gently opened the door, quickly went to the security door on the balcony, grabbed the handle, and seeing that they were already inside, I flung the security door open. Light shone inside, and Yuanyuan was sticking her big butt out, a man's penis thrusting in and out of her vagina. Instantly, different screams rang out simultaneously—some in fear, some in panic, some in anger. Only the police shouted loudly, "Don't move, police, squat down!"

I silently backed away, backed away again, smiling as I sneaked out of the room, smiling as I went downstairs, smiling as I walked home. Yes, I was smiling. But tears kept streaming down my face. For whom were I crying? I couldn't say. At that moment, I was numb, feeling nothing. Who the adulterer was, I didn't care, and I didn't want to investigate. It was over, everything was over.

Some things you only realize after you've done them. What a stupid mistake I made! The next day, the incident caused a huge stir. Close colleagues and friends saw me and sighed in comfort, but most gossiped behind my back, "Wang Qinglin's wife cheated on him and got caught by the police. That guy, what a coward, a spineless coward, what a disgrace!" My female colleagues at the station were even more... With a look of disdain, my heart sank, as if I were the one having an affair. I became silent and withdrawn, too ashamed to hold my head high.

On the third day, Yuanyuan signed the divorce papers and sent them to me. There was no further argument. My heart was heavy with loss and bitterness. A few days later, Yuanyuan sent me a text message: "You're so despicable. I can't live here anymore. You've driven me to the brink. Are you satisfied now?" After that, there was no further news. I also lost all contact with them. My only joy after work was taking care of my daughter.

Time flies. Half a year passed in the blink of an eye. I haven't returned to my home. I can't... Looking at everything there, I dared not recall the happiness and warmth of the past, nor could I forget the scene of Yuanyuan bending over and being fucked—a wound that would haunt me for life. I decided to buy that house.

I learned to smoke, stopped going out, and became much more depressed, listless all day. My mother saw this and felt sorry for me, so she started arranging to find me a girlfriend. I had no interest in it and didn't want to look anymore.

I kept reflecting on myself, realizing that what I had done was a bit excessive, but they had forced me into it. I had nowhere to say these things; they weighed on my heart like a huge stone, making it hard for me to breathe.

My social circle isn't large, and I don't have many friends. The only one I'm truly close to is a colleague, three years older than me, named Dapeng. We talk about everything. I only confide in him. Dapeng's family background is similar to mine. His wife, Jiang Hua, is a high school graduate who works at our service company. She's a typical northern woman—big butt, big breasts, very pretty, outgoing, and always laughing and joking. She'll tell any dirty joke, but I never joke with her.

Everyone knows her. Don't be fooled by her friendly demeanor; despite her playful attitude and tendency to touch or pinch her butt, I've never heard of anyone actually sleeping with her. If Dapeng suffers even the slightest injustice, this woman is like a tigress—she'll fight you to the death. Last year, at the end of the year, when bonuses were awarded for outstanding employees, Dapeng was supposed to receive one, but the director's nephew, a new recruit, got the bonus instead.

This infuriated Jiang Hua, who stormed into our maintenance department, chasing the director all the way into the men's restroom. Several men came running out, pulling up their pants, when this woman grabbed him by the crotch and dragged him out. The director was in so much pain he was practically screaming for his mother. We had no choice but to force him to get the bureau chief's signature
, and she even managed to give Da Peng an extra copy. Jiang Hua, being very generous, used the bonus to treat us all to a meal. After the meal, the director slapped her big buttocks hard and ran away, causing everyone to burst into laughter. Jiang Hua laughed heartily too. Da Peng never minded when he saw others touching her; he just smiled and said nothing. I once asked Da Peng, "Your sister-in-law is always touching whoever she wants, and she swears a lot. Why don't you mind?" Da Peng's answer was simple: "Don't let her cheerful demeanor fool you; she's not that kind of person. That's just her personality. You'll get used to it. Your sister-in-law is incredibly good to me.
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