3.
I have to take it step by step, one by one.
my wife came home and threw her changed underwear on me, saying, "Wash these for me."
He said again, "I'm hungry, can you cook me some Millet and Abalone Congee."
I am as always gentle and considerate, weak and easy to bully.
I wash her clothes, give her back rubs, massages, run errands, mop the floor, and endure scolding, working hard without complaint.
In the middle of the night, she kicked me awake and said, "Your snoring is too loud, go sleep in the guest room." In the darkness, I opened my eyes and glared at the woman fiercely, then grabbed the blanket and left. I won't say anything until I have everything sorted out.
I started checking my wife's bank statements and hotel records. I accompany clients to drink until I vomit blood, reluctant to eat or wear, and hand over all my wages. However, she has transferred most of the money to her younger brother and another man I don't know.
And I also found out that she secretly rented a small apartment behind my back.
My wife said she was staying at her best friend's house.
At midnight, unable to sleep, I smoked a cigarette and drove to the apartment complex where my wife rented the house.
The apartment was unexpectedly lit up.
Property monitoring There are people on duty in the monitoring room 24 hours a day, and it's no big deal for me, a veteran in this business, to interact with them. With a little bribe, I found out everything I wanted to know: the security guard enthusiastically helped me replay the surveillance footage, and I saw multiple times my wife walking upstairs with a handsome, tall man, most of the time not coming out all day and night.
The security guard was very gossipy: "This rich lady is keeping a Pretty boy here. Bro, imagine how her husband would feel knowing that not only has his wife been sleeping with someone else, but also that the money he earns is being used to support a wild man by the woman!"
It's humiliating and infuriating! It's bitter and desolate! It's the impulse to kill!
Mother-in-law's birthday, my wife repeatedly reminded me to "behave well": "My dad is a senior intellectual, my mom is a state cadre, they already look down on you, you must make a good impression!"
Is Laozi a stick? Is a teacher with an intermediate professional title who teaches in elementary school considered an advanced intellectual? Is a clerk who only enjoys the treatment of a deputy department level also considered a cadre? They are so market-oriented, utilitarian, and look down on people. Just because my hometown is in the rural area of Annan, they have always thought that their daughter marrying me is a huge loss, but they never thought that if it weren't for my annual business commission of tens of thousands to support them, why should their useless son be able to buy a house, a car, and get married?
Hmph, of course I have prepared well. I sent invitations to all the relatives of the old couple's family, colleagues, leaders, and a part of the "successful" students designated by the old father-in-law. Roughly calculated, I will need to set up more than fifty tables.
The elderly couple instructed me, "You are fully responsible for the hotel matters." Not only do I have to take care of the arrangements, but I also have to foot the bill! This family is really calculating. I paid for and booked the best hotel in the city center, and arranged the audio equipment and large screen in advance.
Before the banquet, I stood at the hotel entrance to welcome guests. Neither my father-in-law, mother-in-law, nor my wife let me sit down and rest for a moment. When most of the guests had arrived, I just wanted to sit down and have a drink of water, but my father-in-law said, "Hurry up and pour wine for the guests, what are you sitting for?" My mother-in-law also said, "How can't you see what needs to be done?"
I smiled and nodded, feeling as if I were pounding garlic. My boss, who is also my father-in-law's close friend, and who has watched my wife grow up, was sitting at the main table. He was also the one who introduced me to my wife. My boss stood up to speak for me: "Xiao Hu has already worked hard enough. Come sit here and rest for a while! Children from the countryside not only endure hardship, but also work hard. He voluntarily requested a demotion and pay cut in order to transfer back to be with Li Li. Nowadays, it's hard to find such a responsible man."
But his words not only did not help me, but also brought about the disdainful looks from my mother-in-law and the "hmph" from my father-in-law. As the toasts and cups circulated, I was seen by them as nothing more than a gofer: distributing cigarettes to important clients, pouring drinks with a forced smile, exchanging New Year's greetings. I was summoned and ordered around by this family, feeling like I was even worse than a hotel waiter. The alcohol emboldened me, and I downed several large cups of Jiannanchun.
Drunk with wine and feeling warm, I stood on the stage and picked up the microphone: "Today is the birthday of my father-in-law, and I want to take this opportunity to thank him for giving me such a wonderful wife!" The guests' attention focused on me, and applause filled the room. Ignoring everyone, I continued: "On this occasion, I have prepared a video for everyone, documenting my wife's love for me. I believe that everyone here will be deeply moved after watching it, and will understand how I have come through the past three years."
The applause grew more intense.
I opened the video.
On the video, a man and a woman were writhing on a king-sized bed in a five-star hotel, both completely naked.
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