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The next day, Wang Xu went to work as usual. I woke up early and leaned against the soft cushion at the head of my bed to start making phone calls. The first call didn’t go through, so I continued to the second one until the other party answered with a tone of mild annoyance.
"My dear aunt, what time do you think it is? Can't you check the time? I need my rest too, you know," Mu Miaomiao's resentful voice came through the phone.
I knew she was busy and tired from work every day. If it weren't urgent, I wouldn't want to disturb her.
"I'm really sorry, but I need your help with something. If possible, I can come over to your house now and discuss it in person."
"Are you kidding me? You're being pampered at home by your good husband while us working folks have to go to work every day. Can’t we talk about this after work? I'm hanging up now; let me catch some more sleep."
"Mu Miaomiao!" I was really afraid she would hang up and turn off her phone. In a moment of desperation, I shouted, "My husband is cheating on me! You have to help me!"
There was suddenly silence on the other end of the line, but she hadn’t hung up. I felt anxious but didn’t dare say more for fear of scaring her. Who knew Mu Miaomiao would sound deeply shocked: "Oh my God, you must be mistaken. Zhuang Jun, you and your husband are the model couple! Don’t scare me like this; I’m not brave enough for that."
If Mu Miaomiao said she couldn’t handle being scared, how could I? I hadn’t slept well all night; every time I closed my eyes, it was pitch black. My mind kept replaying the strange events of the past few days: my husband’s suspected infidelity, my mother-in-law’s odd behavior, and the addresses Wang Xu had visited multiple times—what were they all about?
If I didn’t figure this out, how could I sleep?
Everything pointed to Wang Xu cheating. Blinding myself wasn’t a solution; I had to resolve this.
"I can’t be sure of the details, which is why I need your help. You have to help me; you're my only option," I pleaded desperately, fearing I would lose my last lifeline.
Mu Miaomiao was startled: "No, no! If you need anything, just tell me. Forget it; I'm not going to work today. I'll come over to you instead. No wait—I'll come find you. Just stay at home and don’t move around or overthink things, okay?"
"Got it, come over."
Not long after hanging up the phone, Mu Miaomiao rushed over, looking exhausted. When I opened the door, she was still catching her breath, her eyes filled with concern as she grabbed my arm and stepped inside. "You have to tell me what’s going on."
I pulled her into the room and recounted the events of the past few days, even showing her the B-Scan Report. After hearing it all, she widened her eyes and exclaimed, "Are you saying that mistress lives in our neighborhood?"
I nodded slightly. "Yeah, it seems so. I don’t know which building though; that’s how the phone displayed it."
Mu Miaomiao seemed to ponder for a moment before grabbing my hand again, looking even more anxious than I was. "Zhuang Jun, whatever you want to do, I’m here to help."
Her attitude was quite clear, but I wanted to confirm. "Do you also think Wang Xu is cheating?"
She nodded firmly. "It’s very likely."
Indeed, women are sensitive. Mu Miaomiao has been my close friend for many years; she speaks directly without beating around the bush. She must genuinely suspect something to say that.
Having my suspicions confirmed isn’t necessarily a good thing. I feel confused and distressed; I want to cry it all out, but until I investigate further, I'm afraid that if I trust too much, it might hurt Wang Xu. But what if finding out the truth ends up hurting me instead?
"Calm down for now," Mu Miaomiao said worriedly. "Look, isn’t it just a coincidence that this person is in our neighborhood? Don’t worry; my aunt knows everyone around here really well. It won’t be hard for her to find out about that woman. Just take a deep breath for now, okay?"
Her words reassured me a lot; there’s nothing else I can do at this point. "Thank you, Miao Miao. Thank you for helping me."
"Don’t mention it; do we really need to thank each other for our friendship? But until you have a conclusion about this matter, don’t confront your husband just yet. First of all, you don’t have solid evidence; second of all, if you’re wrong, it could affect your relationship."
I nodded vigorously, fully agreeing with Mu Miaomiao's words, and promised to remain calm until she had completed her investigation. I handed the B-Scan Report to Mu Miaomiao, hoping she would bring good news.
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