She thought it wouldn’t be so bad to live this way for the rest of her life, but she didn’t expect him to beco dishonest in his old age.
Ha... ng Shujing sneered, "Old bastard, as long as you don’t fear catching sothing, I won’t bother with you."
But soon, the more she thought about it, the more she felt sothing was off. As a typical mber of the Officials’ Wives, she was more sensitive than other won. She didn’t care to manage Yan Nanxiao or want to, but if his antics outside led to trouble for the Yan Family or affected her and her daughter, she absolutely wouldn’t tolerate it.
After Yan Nanxiao went out again, she followed him. It should have been working hours, yet Yan Nanxiao didn’t go to the office; instead, he drove to a shopping mall. His secretary got out and went into the mall. Ten minutes later, he erged, carrying a luxury brand bag, which looked to contain a new brand’s spring item, and then drove to a mid-range neighborhood. This neighborhood had good privacy; outside cars weren’t allowed in, but his car drove in anyway, either a regular or an owner.
ng Shujing got out of the car and disguised herself as a resident, mingling inside. Before the car drove away, she saw Yan Nanxiao get out, give a few instructions to the secretary, and walk into a unit door with the luxury bag.
The secretary drove around the neighborhood once, then left.
ng Shujing quickly followed inside. Seeing the elevator stop at the 12th floor, she headed directly to the 12th floor. There were occupants in both the east and west sides on the 12th floor. The eastern unit had a door couplet pasted on the security door, a corner umbrella by the wall, and a clean entrance. The western unit, however, was undecorated, looking lonely.
ng Shujing went straight to the eastern unit and knocked.
"Who is it?" ca a charming female voice from inside.
ng Shujing pinched her voice, speaking gruffly, "Delivery."
"Strange, I haven’t ordered anything online these days?" Following a muttering voice, there was a groan, and the door opened.
ng Shujing quickly hid behind the corridor corner, peeking through the door crack.
A woman wearing a lace camisole nightgown appeared at the door, with flaming red lips, seductive and sexy. Though lacking in dignity and purity, she had an additional touch of alluring sensuality.
"Where are you?" The woman looked around and rolled her eyes.
"Who is it?" A man’s query ca from inside. Hearing this voice, ng Shujing stiffened, her nails instinctively pinching into her palm.
"Maybe they’ve got the wrong place," the woman said, moving to close the door. Just then, a hand suddenly reached over, pulling the woman into an embrace. The woman exclaid, followed by intimate sounds.
The woman, lost in the man’s advances, even forgot whether she had closed the door.
ng Shujing approached one step at a ti, listening to the sounds coming from the door crack, clenching her teeth, her eyes full of anger and frustration.
She could recognize this man’s voice even if it turned to dust.
To think he was so shaless, keeping a woman outside—well done.
"Oh dear, I haven’t even bathed yet, you’re so impatient?" The woman’s coquettish voice was enough to lt one’s bones.
The woman exclaid "oh," "what are you doing, pulling at my clothes..."
And then there was the familiar sound of the man’s ragged breath.
After waiting a while, the sounds gradually softened. ng Shujing quietly pushed open the door and entered.
The room was decorated in a modern luxury style, the taste of its owner evident at a glance. ng Shujing sneered, noticing a trail of clothes littered from the living room to the master bedroom, including the woman’s nightgown... and the man’s tie.
The bedroom door was ajar; waves of passionate sounds clearly reached her ears. ng Shujing’s face turned ashen white, wishing she could break in and kill this pair of adulterers, but reason told her she must remain calm now.
Soon, the sounds dwindled. Yan Nanxiao was older, his battle prowess weak—could he satisfy such a woman? Best not spend money to end up with a young rival, ha...
"With you, I’ve co to know what paradise on earth is." The man’s raspy voice carried contentnt.
"You’ve nearly worn out my waist—bad boy...." The woman’s voice was sultry and charming.
Another burst of indescribable sounds.
"Have you been troubled by sothing lately?" The woman asked with concern.
The man remained silent for a mont, "Don’t ask so much, for a woman shouldn’t concern herself with everything."
The tone carried a hint of sternness.
"I was just showing concern; if you don’t want to talk, then I won’t ask." The woman huffed softly, her tone a bit sulky but not offensive.
"You’re always so considerate, my little darling."
"Is your wife at ho causing you stress? Oh, it’s so rare to find an accomplished and thoughtful man like you even with a lantern; I just can’t fathom the kind of woman who would treat you that way, nor do I know how much grievance you’ve suffered."
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