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She straightforwardly admitted it without the slightest shame for her actions. She pinched the tip of the silver spoon and slowly stirred the steaming coffee, appearing relaxed and casual.
"Wow, this is hilarious! Do you think I'm weird? But you know what? I think you're the real oddball. You can't find a husband, and what's so great about Wang Xu? That Big Boss is much better—handsome and wealthy. Your standards have really improved."
I let out a breath that was painfully hard to endure, followed by another that felt like my liver was being torn apart.
I once held Wang Xu in the palm of my hand; he was my husband, my everything. Deng Xiaomei shamelessly stole him away and now, right in front of me, she belittled Wang Xu as if he were worthless.
It felt like someone had taken my toy and then stomped on it while saying what a piece of junk it was. Deng Xiaomei's cruelty towards Wang Xu didn't give me even a bit of satisfaction.
I had no right to pity Wang Xu, but I could at least feel sorry for myself.
"So you admit it, Deng Xiaomei? You really had an affair with my husband, Wang Xu?" My heart raced as I awaited Deng Xiaomei's response.
Nervously clenching my fists, my gaze fell on Deng Xiaomei's bright red lips, momentarily lost in thought.
"Of course," she replied casually.
Finally, she said it out loud.
The burden in my heart lightened significantly; since she had already admitted it, then what came next would...
"I, Deng Xiaomei, am indeed with your husband, Wang Xu. We've even rolled around in your room before. But your bed is uncomfortable, and the sheets are just disgusting."
Deng Xiaomei emphasized her words deliberately; the strangeness in her tone made me wary.
Why did she need to repeat that?
"Have you heard enough? Did you record this? Aren't you going to check?" Deng Xiaomei's eyes darted around as she looked me over. "Where did you put it? Not in your bag, right? The sound quality would be terrible in there."
Every word she spoke sent a chill down my spine.
How does she know! No, it’s impossible. I’m still trying to convince myself that she’s just bluffing; she can’t possibly know.
I pressed my lips together in silence, but she smiled at me and said, “Don’t be nervous, Sister Zhuang. This is probably your first time, and you might lack experience. Don’t worry; it will get better step by step.”
“I don’t understand what you’re talking about.” I tried to make my tone sound confident, but Deng Xiaomei’s sudden cold smirk and scrutinizing gaze left me without any hope of reassurance.
“You don’t even know what you’ve done? You can’t be so old that you’ve lost your mind, right? If that’s the case, I can only help you remember.”
Deng Xiaomei scoffed lightly, dismissively shifting her gaze away from me. She picked up the phone again, pressed a few buttons, and said into the receiver, “Huang Ge, come in.”
When she hung up the phone and placed it back on the table, four or five men were already standing by our table. The man at the front sat next to Deng Xiaomei and grinned at her mischievously, saying, “You little troublemaker, I told you not to stir up trouble.”
Deng Xiaomei giggled and playfully punched the man’s chest, sweetly saying, “It’s so boring; of course I’m just playing around. Huang Ge, you said you’d go along with me.”
The man laughed heartily. “Of course I’ll go along with you; I’m here now, aren’t I?”
These two ignored my presence as they flirted with each other, while the four men standing nearby glared at me fiercely, making me feel like I was sitting on pins and needles.
At this moment, the man next to Deng Xiaomei finally looked over at me.
“Little sister, have you had enough fun? If you’re done playing, hand it over.”
The man gestured for me to come closer.
The atmosphere was too tense, but I didn’t forget to keep my composure.
He is Huang Zhang. It’s very likely that Deng Xiaomei calls him Huang Ge; he resembles the person in the photo.
It must be him.
"You said what? I don't quite understand."
"Bring it out!" Huang Zhang knocked on the table with the knuckles of his hand, producing a dull sound that stirred my inner fear.
"That's right, Sister Zhuang, you must have brought it out. I've been playing with you for half a day now, and you haven't even considered me, or the child in my belly."
Deng Xiaomei happily brought up the matter of the child in front of Huang Zhang, not forgetting to pull Huang Zhang's hand to her belly and smile sweetly at him.
What was happening in front of me was something I never imagined I would witness: Deng Xiaomei's lover knew she was pregnant and was still entangled with her, knowing I was the wife of her other lover, and he was helping her confront me?!
No matter how unwilling I was to believe it, the reality I saw with my own eyes wouldn't lie. I looked at the fierce expression on Huang Zhang's face, and the fear spreading in my heart made my body tremble.
What should I do?
In my moment of helplessness, Miao Miao suddenly squeezed in from beside the four men. Her expression was calm, giving me some strength.
She confidently sat next to me, a businesslike smile on her face, and looked at Huang Zhang saying, "Huang Ge, it's not appropriate for a big man like you to interfere in women's matters."
"Heh heh, why are you so chatty? Just bring it out and roll away quietly. You two little girls, have you never seen the world? What are you making a fuss about? Don't waste time with tricks; just hand it over."
Huang Zhang no longer gave us a good expression, frowning and looking displeased at us.
I felt nervous and indecisive inside. Under the table, Miao Miao reached out to hold my hand and squeezed the back of my hand.
She maintained her smile while negotiating with Huang Zhang.
"Huang Ge, you're joking. We're just young and ignorant; we didn't mean to make you laugh at us."
Miao Miao apologized to Huang Zhang but did not mention anything about what he wanted us to hand over.
But Huang Zhang seemed to be a round older than Deng Xiaomei. In his eyes, Miao Miao and I together didn't seem worth much. He sneered, "This sister knows how to talk, but I don't have time to play around with you. Hurry up and take out the recording pen or whatever it is. Don't blame me for not being gentle."
Deng Xiaomei was leaning against Huang Zhang, looking like she was enjoying the show. After Huang Zhang finished speaking, she chimed in, "Yeah, Sister Zhuang came so well-prepared. I've been playing along with you for so long; just hand over the stuff and we can all go our separate ways. Oh, it seems you don't have a home to go back to, so maybe you should head back to that old man and woman."
"Deng Xiaomei, shut up!" There were a few men surrounding us, and Huang Zhang looked particularly intimidating. But hearing Deng Xiaomei talk about my parents made my anger rise!
I thought we were well-prepared, but I had no idea that Deng Xiaomei was on a whole different level. She brought Huang Zhang with her and guessed that I had brought a recording pen because I had invited her out. In the end, I was the one who lost.
"Alright, I'll keep quiet. But you better bring out the stuff; otherwise, I'll make it so you can't even speak," Deng Xiaomei threatened me, relying on Huang Zhang's power.
Miao Miao sitting next to me kept squeezing my hand. I held back my words until Miao Miao finally said, "Actually, we really don't have anything..."
"I tell you, sister, if you keep saying that, I, Huang Zhang, will smash this place and search you myself. You'll find out then; don't blame us if we get a little rough with you," he warned.
"Please don't, Huang Ge. What if they call the police?" Deng Xiaomei said dramatically with a feigned look of surprise in her eyes, but her gaze was full of mockery.
"Let them try calling the police; my brothers haven't had any fun in a while. If we close the roller shutter door, even the King of Heaven won't be able to stop us."
"Haha."
The men around laughed in agreement while Deng Xiaomei looked on disdainfully. Miao Miao and I were trapped in the middle of the crowd, helpless.
Calling the police would take time, and with their eyes fixed on us, there was nothing we could do. The few employees at the café had already retreated to some corner and disappeared from sight; it was clear that the shop owner wanted nothing to do with this.
The odds were stacked too heavily against us. If it came down to a gamble, our chances of winning were slim. Miao Miao and I weren't young anymore; we knew the consequences of hitting a stone with an egg. I wanted to take a step back and show my stance.
It was unfortunate this time, but there would be other days.
"Alright then, we'll give you what you want." To my surprise, Miao Miao spoke before I could: "You can take it, but Huang Ge, you have to guarantee that we can leave here unharmed."
"Of course." Huang Zhang shrugged, appearing very easygoing, as if the person who had just threatened us was not him.
I received a confirming glance from Miao Miao before taking out the recording pen I was using from my pocket and placing it on the table, pushing it towards Huang Zhang.
Huang Zhang did not reach out to take it. He looked at the recording pen on the table and laughed heartily, as if he were watching a joke: "You think you can turn things around with this? Being young doesn't mean you should be foolish."
Yes, this was the strategy that Miao Miao and I had come up with. The purpose of inviting Deng Xiaomei out was different from what my mother-in-law intended; she wanted Deng Xiaomei to either give up on him or pay a price to keep him. But our purpose for inviting Deng Xiaomei out was singular.
To obtain evidence of Wang Xu's infidelity, so that when filing for divorce, I would have the upper hand and reclaim everything that belonged to me, including Deng Xiaomei's apartment.
In order to record the conversation, I had no choice but to coax Deng Xiaomei into speaking, while also fearing that she might catch on and not daring to say too much directly. When she repeated my questions back to me in full, I could already imagine whether she had come prepared as well.
Her positive responses seemed to be nothing more than a well-rehearsed act.
It appeared that this time I had lost completely.
Huang Zhang and Deng Xiaomei left with satisfaction, and as they were about to go, Deng Xiaomei was draped over Huang Zhang's shoulder. She even paused to look back at me with a victorious demeanor, her words laced with pity.
"Zhuang Jun, right? Almost forgot about you. You really shouldn't play around; there are too many rules in this society. Just because you graduated from university doesn't mean you can do whatever you want. At your age, you should understand that there are some things that the weak cannot change no matter what. You don't have that fate, got it?"
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