Chapter 1

Chapter 1

My husband, Li Jiahao, was in the shower.

Tomorrow was my younger brother-in-law Li Yonghao’s wedding, and I’d prepared a 3,888-yuan cash gift.

I was about to put it into Li Jiahao’s bag when my hand brushed against something hard.

I unzipped the bag and looked inside.

They looked like two remote controls.

One had rounded edges.

The other was more square.

I couldn’t say why, but a thought suddenly popped into my head.

It was like one was the men’s version, and the other was the women’s.

There were strange little icons on each remote.

Flames.

Lightning.

Water droplets.

I thought they were for controlling lights or something, so I didn’t pay much attention at first.

I just casually took out my phone, snapped a photo, and searched by image.

The moment the results loaded, my entire body went rigid.

Wearable remote-controlled device.

Impossible to shake off.

Automatic locking.

…

These were actually the remotes for a pair of couples’ sex toys!

I hurriedly rummaged through the bag.

The toys themselves were already gone.

Li Jiahao and I had been sleeping in separate rooms for half a year.

There was no way these were for me.

Li Jiahao had someone else?

I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down.

I searched the brand name printed on the remote.

The electronic manual popped up almost immediately.

Following the steps, I paired them in just a few taps.

They were actually designed specifically for BDSM play.

Once activated, they would lock automatically.

Only the app could unlock them.

I had just put the remotes back where they were when Li Jiahao walked over.

He was toweling off his hair. His gaze swept over the bag beside my hand, and his face went deathly pale.

“Why are you touching my bag?”

I held up the red envelope and looked at him in surprise.

“I was going to put tomorrow’s cash gift inside.

“Why are you reacting so strongly? What’s wrong? Is there something in your bag I shouldn’t see?”

I stared at him without blinking.

He avoided my eyes, stiffened his neck, and shouted, “Even husband and wife should have boundaries! Didn’t your mother teach you not to touch other people’s things?”

I didn’t say anything. I just kept staring at him.

Li Jiahao completely lost his composure. His voice grew even louder.

“I can’t be bothered to talk to you. I’m going to bed!”

He grabbed the bag, turned around, and went straight into the guest room.

Bang-the door slammed shut.

My heart sank.

The guiltier someone was, the louder they yelled.

At two in the morning,

heavy snoring came from the guest room.

I climbed out of bed as quietly as I could and walked to the guest room door.

I reached out and turned the knob.

It wouldn’t move.

Li Jiahao had actually locked the door from the inside?

But he had forgotten to leave the key in the keyhole.

I gently turned the key, held my breath, and slipped sideways into the room.

Li Jiahao was sprawled facedown on the bed.

His face was buried in the pillow, and his snores came one after another.

He was dead asleep.

I picked up the phone he’d left on the nightstand and used his fingerprint to unlock it.

Then I quickly went through his chat history.

I didn’t find anything unusual.

Photo album, call logs, text inbox…

Everything was as clean as if it had just been factory reset.

I started to wonder if I was overthinking it.

Just as I was hesitating over whether to leave,

a new text message popped up at the top of the screen.

10086.

“Dear customer, your bill for this month has been generated…”

I was about to swipe it away.

But something about it felt wrong.

Why would 10086 send a billing notice in the middle of the night?

As if possessed, I tapped it open.

The first few lines were written in a standard customer-service tone.

Balance, plan, data usage…

I casually scrolled down.

Then the tiny line at the very bottom made my pupils shrink.

“Are we really going to go that far tomorrow? I’m a little scared.”