Chapter 4

I have known Meng Xin for ten years.

We made our relationship official in our sophomore year of college.

She was my goddess, and it took me a long time to win her over.

Naturally, I treated her very well and cherished her deeply.

Whenever she wanted a new bag or cosmetics, or wanted to visit a trendy restaurant, I never said no.

We shared so many beautiful memories together.

Laughter, sweetness, pain, helplessness.

Breaking up, getting back together, breaking up again, reconciling again-endless cycles of working things out.

She transformed from a lively, adorable girl into a worldly, sensitive woman approaching her thirties.

During this time, I hesitated too, and was briefly distracted by other temptations.

But I truly had no desire to invest too much money, effort, or emotion in anyone else.

Two years ago, I proposed to her, and we started a family together.

There was no other reason-after so long, I felt I owed her that responsibility.

Everyone who enters marriage does so with the intention of spending the rest of their life together.

Of course, I was the same.

After getting married, I cut off all contact with the women from my past without hesitation, and devoted myself wholeheartedly to building a good life.

But as the long, dull, and tedious days went by, Meng Xin gradually gave up on self-care and became increasingly demanding with money and material things.

Bit by bit, I lost my patience and desire.

At a dinner with my buddies, I met Jiang Ke.

She was a classmate of one of my good friends’ mistresses.

A beautiful, seductive, unpretentious, and cheerful graduate student.

From the moment I arrived, she stared straight at me.

She made her interest in me perfectly clear.

All my friends were the type to play around, so naturally they egged me on to take her home that very night.

I lit a cigarette unhurriedly and looked at Jiang Ke through the swirling smoke.

Youth is truly wonderful.

Those slender arms, those delicate shoulders-it was impossible not to let my mind wander.

Half-resisting, half-accepting, I booked a luxury suite and spent the night making her feel completely satisfied.