The Origin of Cuckoldry: The Wife's Confusion

My wife said she was surprised that her best friend Feifei's husband and that Mr. Chen were both so easy to get along with. She said that at her previous workplace, she had encountered people like the factory manager's son and those who called themselves "bosses," all of whom were arrogant and arrogant, only interested in a few bucks. They were easily swayed by beautiful women, and many of the prettier ones were sexually assaulted by these scumbags. If it weren't for her uncle's influence, my wife probably would have fallen into their clutches long ago.

My wife didn't expect that visiting her classmates would inadvertently make her realize that not all wealthy people are as she had previously imagined. In the past, my wife would have kept her distance from wealthy people, harboring a very negative impression of them. She felt that those so-called wealthy people she had encountered had become corrupted by their wealth, looking down on and even insulting the poor. Thinking about it, it's understandable. My wife had just graduated and entered the workforce, working in a factory with her sister. Her daily life was limited to the small area around the factory, and seeing a few so-called wealthy people with questionable character inevitably left her with the impression that "men with money become bad."

My wife said that although she was young then, she was observant. When she met Mr. Huang and Mr. Chen, the two middle-aged men, their eyes were sincere and calm, without a trace of disdain or contempt for the poor. When she looked them in the eye, their gazes were completely equal, without a hint of superiority. Thinking about it this way, her good friend was indeed living a pretty comfortable life. My wife could also tell that Mr. Huang doted on Feifei. Before, my wife thought that Feifei, being kept by a man, would live a life without dignity, perhaps even feeling humiliated. But after seeing it with her own eyes, it was completely different from what she had imagined.

After my classmate took my wife shopping for clothes, he also bought her two pairs of shoes. Since my wife had already accepted Mr. Huang's offer, she didn't refuse. Later, Feifei had my wife put on all the new clothes and shoes. When my wife looked in the mirror, she could hardly believe her eyes. It's true what they say, "Clothes make the man." Feifei kept praising them. But my wife was still unsettled. She felt these things were from a different world than hers; if it weren't for her best friend, these things would be as far away as the moon in the sky compared to dust on earth.

When my classmate took her to choose a bag, my wife ultimately refused. Afterwards, both of them felt a bit tired from shopping, so they went to a coffee shop with their bags. Feifei said she was worried about the safety of leaving these things in the car; what if they got stolen? She couldn't very well tell her husband that things had been stolen and have to buy them all again, could she? Actually, most women like to carry bags and bags of groceries wherever they go after shopping. My wife also grew to like this feeling much later.

That time was my wife's first time drinking coffee, and Feifei thoughtfully added sugar and milk to her coffee. Then the two of them went to Feifei's place to rest. It was a very upscale neighborhood, and Feifei lived in a two-bedroom, two-living-room apartment. Feifei said that the apartment was in her name, bought by her husband, who also paid the mortgage. He gave her 20,000 yuan a month as pocket money. If she stayed with her husband faithfully for ten years, the apartment would be completely hers. In the last year, her husband would pay off the entire mortgage.

Feifei asked my wife if she would look down on her best friend for being kept by a man. My wife said, "What are we? Best friends in the world! No matter what you do, you'll always be my best friend in the world. Besides, you're living such a comfortable and carefree life now, it's so enviable, isn't it?" Feifei happily said, "Xiaohui, you're the best!" "Xiaohui, do you know what other nickname this neighborhood has?" my wife asked. "How would I know?" Feifei replied, "Many people call this neighborhood 'Mistress Village.' Girls like us, who are kept by men, are called mistresses."

My wife just nodded and said "Oh" when Feifei said that. Feifei stared wide-eyed at my wife's calm expression and said, "What the hell is that expression? Shouldn't you be shocked?" My wife retorted, "Why should I be shocked?" Feifei said, "Shouldn't I be shocked? Mistresses! People call girls like us spineless, shameless parasites, you know?" My wife said, "That's just their narrow-mindedness. We don't steal or rob, we just live our lives honestly. Why should we care what others say? If I cared about other people's opinions, I wouldn't have let my brother-in-law sleep with me. I think some mistresses force their kept men to divorce their wives, and that's what makes them look down on."

Feifei said that although she was a mistress, she looked down on women who forced men to divorce their wives, destroyed other people's families, and climbed the social ladder through being mistresses. Then the two friends chatted about all sorts of things. My wife said that after the New Year, one of them was 21 and the other was 20. When they were chatting, they somehow ended up talking about sex, asking each other very explicit questions, and they had to tell the truth. Feifei said that although her husband wasn't particularly strong in bed, he was very patient, and they would always give each other oral sex for a long time during foreplay. Feifei was particularly interested in what my wife, her brother-in-law, and her sister did together. My wife would honestly tell Feifei all the details of what the three of them did together, and the two of them would often laugh wildly. Feifei said she hadn't been this happy in a long time.

When they were resting until almost five o'clock, Feifei asked my wife if she wanted to go out and get her hair done, to get a nice hairstyle. My wife said that she had to go to work after going back, and besides, she wouldn't be able to explain it to her sister. Feifei didn't insist and said, "Let's just forget about it then!" When asked what she wanted to eat for dinner, my wife said she ate too much at lunch and wouldn't want to eat anything if she hadn't gone shopping to digest. She just wanted something light for dinner. Then I asked her if she would do me the honor of attending, since her husband had called earlier and said that Mr. Chen wanted to treat her to lunch.

My wife felt uneasy and asked Feifei, "I came to visit you, why am I troubling two big bosses? Isn't that a bit much? What should we do? Should we go or not?" Feifei said, "My husband spoils me, he definitely wants to give me face! Of course, if you don't want to go, we won't go." My wife said hesitantly, "But those are such big bosses, if we don't go, won't it seem ungrateful? I don't know them well! What if we offend them and Mr. Huang is angry with you? Feifei, you decide. It's best not to cause too much trouble. Didn't you say the seafood porridge at that place was delicious this afternoon? Actually, I think a bowl of porridge would be fine for dinner."

Then Feifei called her husband and told him that Xiaohui wanted seafood porridge, so she wanted something simple for dinner and didn't dare eat too much for fear of gaining weight. Ten minutes later, Feifei's husband called back with the restaurant's name and location, telling Feifei and Xiaohui to arrive around 6:30. After the call, Feifei and my wife chatted while Feifei did her makeup. My wife rarely uses makeup; she's always bare-faced, only occasionally applying lipstick or drawing her eyebrows. Feifei did my wife's makeup, and my wife remarked that Feifei's vanity was overflowing with bottles and jars, making her dizzy.

Feifei asked my wife what her future plans were. My wife replied that she was still young and hadn't thought that far ahead. Feifei asked if she had ever thought about being like me. My wife said, "You're lucky you met a good person like Brother Huang. If you'd met a pervert, it would be terrible. Also, your aunt and uncle are always keeping a close eye on you; if you were like this, it wouldn't be easy to hide it." Feifei said, "So, if there's a suitable person, you could do that too?"

My wife suddenly realized what was going on and said, "Feifei, you've been misled. Is someone like Brother Huang someone you can just run into anytime? I always thought working in a factory was pretty good, but seeing what you're like, I'm quite tempted too. You even said your place is called a 'mistress village,' which means there are still a lot of cases like this nowadays. I just didn't understand before and thought of it as a job, so it was easier to accept. Feifei, what you said has really confused me."

Feifei said, "Aren't we best friends in the world? I just want you to keep me company if you don't mind this! It's so rare to have a best friend like you who understands me." My wife said, "My sister and brother-in-law, as well as my aunt and uncle, are all in Shenzhen. I don't want to leave them. I feel incredibly safe and secure when I'm with them." Feifei said, "How about I have my husband keep an eye out for CEOs willing to buy you a house in Shenzhen? These men are usually very busy with their businesses, sometimes even going abroad. That way, we'd have plenty of time to hang out together!"

My wife said, "Feifei, I really can't answer that right now." Feifei said, "Actually, their situation is quite simple. That's how I see it. The key is to serve him well when he needs you, cooperate with him, satisfy him, and restrain yourself from going out and messing around. I've heard that some mistresses find gigolos outside to balance things out. Also, sometimes he has business engagements, and he'll occasionally take me along. He'll greet people when he says he'll greet them, toast when he says he'll toast, and smile. Those bosses bring out mistresses like us, and they might compare whose woman is prettier or more elegant. But, there are indeed some mistresses who compete and even fight over men. I've always been too lazy to pay attention to them. I just serve my man well and ignore everything else. My husband says I'm the most obedient. I feel that from the moment I agreed to be someone's mistress, I should have lived up to my conscience."

My wife listened quietly. It's good that her good friend has a chance to confide in her, so she was a good listener. When Feifei stopped, my wife said, "It's almost time, let's go. Don't keep Brother Huang and Brother Chen waiting for us." Feifei looked at my wife, who had changed into the new clothes and shoes she bought that afternoon while shopping, and circled around her, saying, "Oh, this is how you should dress! It'll be dazzling when we get there!" My wife said, "Are you just teasing me? Is it really that exaggerated?" Feifei said with great certainty, "Yes, of course it is."

Then Feifei drove my wife to a restaurant by the Pearl River. After parking the car, when we walked to the restaurant entrance, Mr. Huang was already waiting. My wife went up to greet him, "Brother Huang, hello! You're here so early!" Mr. Huang said, "Oh my! Is this my sister-in-law? I thought she was a celestial being descended to earth!" My wife said shyly, "Oh my! Brother Huang, you're just teasing me. Aren't you afraid my Feifei will get angry and ignore you?" Brother Huang said, "Of course I'm scared! But I know Feifei won't be angry, right, darling?" Feifei said, "Why would I be angry? I'm happy enough that my Xiaohui is being praised!"

Boss Huang laughed heartily, "Look at Feifei's attitude! Hurry upstairs, Brother Chen is already here, making tea upstairs. We two grown men can't keep you two beautiful ladies waiting, can we?" As soon as they entered the private room, Boss Chen showered them with compliments, making my wife a little giddy. Hearing the door open, Boss Chen stood up, looking at the people entering, especially my wife and Feifei, and exclaimed dramatically, "My goodness! Brother Huang, you've actually invited two fairies to descend to earth! Are there any special rules? How should we welcome fairies descending to earth?" Feifei stepped forward and lightly punched Boss Chen's chest with her little pink fist, "You two are truly good brothers! Look, you've made my Xiaohui blush with praise."

My wife finally said, "Hello, Brother Chen." Mr. Chen replied, "Hello! Please sit down and try some of the tea I just brewed. It's better to drink some Jin Jun Mei tonight." Mr. Chen poured the brewed tea into several small teacups and placed them in front of everyone for them to try. He then got up and went to the sofa to pick up a gift bag, handing it to my wife. "Beautiful Xiao Hui, this is a small gift for our first meeting." My wife said, "Didn't we give each other red envelopes at noon?" Mr. Huang said, "Before the Lantern Festival, we usually give red envelopes when we meet people we're close to. New Year's red envelopes don't really count as a gift. Brother Chen is a man of principle, sister-in-law, please give Brother Chen some face!"

My wife recognized the brand on the gift bag; she had seen it while shopping that afternoon. Fei Fei had taken her to that luxury store specializing in handbags. My wife had looked at several bags, and to be honest, they were all very beautiful, but after seeing the prices, she firmly refused them. I didn't expect Mr. Chen to be so generous, but my wife knows that a girl shouldn't just accept such expensive gifts from strangers. My wife said, "Mr. Chen, this is too expensive, I really can't accept it." She looked to Feifei for help. Feifei said, "My Xiaohui has never accepted anything from strangers. This afternoon when we were shopping, she saw this brand of bag, and she absolutely refused to let me buy it. Mr. Chen, you're making Xiaohui feel really bad." So my wife was a little confused; was her best friend really on her side?

Mr. Chen said, "Xiaohui, isn't Feifei your best friend?" My wife said, "Of course!" Mr. Chen said, "Look! Huang Ge and I are best buddies, Feifei is Huang Ge's wife, and you and Feifei are best friends. It's our first meeting, so I should at least show some appreciation to Feifei's best friend, right? I'm doing this entirely for Feifei's sake. Xiaohui, if you don't accept it, aren't you disrespecting Feifei? Then isn't Feifei still your best friend?" My wife told me she was really confused by Mr. Chen's words and asked Feifei, "Feifei, is there such a thing as this? But this is really too valuable!" Feifei said, "Brother Chen is giving me so much face, I'm very happy. Xiaohui, for the sake of our good friend, please accept it!" My wife said, "Well... okay then! Thank you, Brother Chen!" Mr. Chen seemed very happy to have given the gift away and said, "That's right, we're all family, there's no need to be so polite and thank you so much in the future."

The four of them drank tea together for about half an hour before calling the waiter to bring the dishes and wine. After the food and wine were served, my wife asked, "Didn't you say we were going to have porridge?" Mr. Chen said, "Of course we have porridge! It would be best if you brought some red wine for dinner." My wife had seen a wine decanter at her uncle's house before, and she didn't know when the wine had been decanted. Because Mr. Chen spoke to the waiter in Cantonese, which my wife couldn't understand, the waiter had probably already decanted the wine. While drinking and chatting, my wife noticed that both Mr. Huang and Mr. Chen seemed to have very good temperaments, and the atmosphere was quite relaxed. Mr. Huang would even tell some off-color jokes, making everyone laugh.

Before they knew it, the four of them had finished three bottles of red wine. Mr. Huang said, "I didn't expect my sister-in-law to have such a high alcohol tolerance! Do you drink often?" My wife replied, "My tolerance is alright, I drink a little when I go to my uncle's house." Mr. Huang said, "Oh right, I heard from Feifei that your uncle grew up in a military family, always drinking a lot." My wife said, "No way! Our aunt and uncle never let us girls drink too much. I'm already a little tipsy. By the way, where's the porridge?" Soon a pot of seafood porridge arrived, and my wife was already full after only a small bowl. After dinner, Mr. Chen asked Mr. Huang, "Shall we go sing karaoke?" My wife said, "I can't sing." Feifei said, "Just relax! You can learn slowly!"

The four of them took a taxi to a very luxurious nightclub, booked a private room, and ordered some drinks. After the waiter left, Feifei led my wife to select songs, saying she wanted to teach her to sing. Unexpectedly, my wife got the hang of it after singing just two songs, getting better and better, drawing applause from Mr. Huang and Mr. Chen. At that moment, my wife said she was really getting a little carried away, feeling completely at home, and even wondering if this was the kind of life she was meant to have. She quickly told herself she shouldn't have such thoughts, but then thought, if Feifei could do it, why couldn't she?

Then Feifei asked my wife, "Do you know why my husband likes to call you 'little sister-in-law'?" My wife said, "He just wants to tease me!" Feifei said, "My husband knows about you and your brother-in-law, and he's really itching for you. He thinks your butt must be very sexy, and it must feel so good to touch." My wife said, "Really? Your husband tells you all this, aren't you angry?" Feifei said, "Why would I be angry?" "One, you're my best friend; the other, I can't wait for him to find another woman so I can be free too, because we agreed from the beginning that if he wants to find another woman, he has to pay off my entire mortgage." My wife suddenly realized, "Oh, so that's how it works." My wife said to Feifei, "So, I guess I just have to accept my fate?"

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