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My last barrier has been breached. I resigned to get pregnant, and Wang Xu is very happy; the money he made from stocks is enough to support this family. After all, he even bought a house for Deng Xiaomei in full.
Now he says work depends on me. Ha, is he really not planning to try with me anymore?
My heart feels cold and anxious.
Mu Miaomiao asked me what to do. Thinking about the people involved—Wang Xu, my mother-in-law, Deng Xiaomei—everyone else, except for me, seems to share the same goal.
It's just me alone; how can I make a decision? Struggling to death would be useless.
If my previous doubts were merely doubts, then the news Mu Miaomiao brought me serves as clear evidence.
“Zhuang Jun, I’ve got Deng Xiaomei’s WeChat ID. You can add her and check her Moments.”
I happened to be sitting at my computer desk in a daze, unable to do anything. So I picked up my phone and added Deng Xiaomei. To avoid raising suspicion, I created a secondary account, thought for a moment, and changed my profile picture to one of a Porsche while setting my gender to male.
Deng Xiaomei accepted the request quickly, which wasn’t surprising. She’s at home taking care of her pregnancy; what else can she do? Even if she wanted to do something, Wang Xu and my mother-in-law wouldn’t allow it. At most, she’s just like me, waiting around aimlessly, but she enjoys the treatment of a Legal Wife.
Once I was accepted, I eagerly opened Deng Xiaomei’s Moments. As I scrolled through the posts one by one, my heart grew colder. The past few days were filled with complaints about boredom and a series of beautified selfies.
To be honest, Deng Xiaomei has very attractive features—her alluring fox-like eyes are enhanced with heavy makeup. Scrolling back to a month ago, there was only a piece of text: “Surprise! Welcoming new life.”
I couldn’t see other people’s comments; I could only see Deng Xiaomei’s reply: “Congratulations!”
In the following photos, I nearly burst into tears. They were screenshots of conversations; the two avatars were blurred out, but I recognized this conversation too well—it was from three months ago when Wang Xu was on a business trip and I was chatting with him.
Ironically, I thought of myself as a wife wrapped in love, sharing sweet moments with my husband who was far away on a business trip. I naively believed that our love was so strong that distance couldn’t hinder it.
Ha ha, it turns out that the one who confided in me about her passionate love was Deng Xiaomei! The one who tirelessly chatted with me late at night using Wang Xu's phone was Deng Xiaomei!
She clearly knew of my existence and deliberately used my love to announce her superiority over me, mocking and humiliating me.
What is a sunny day for one person can be a frost on the snow for another. It was that day, a time I can't recall no matter how hard I try, when Deng Xiaomei became pregnant, completely shattering my already cold heart.
I thought Wang Xu was caring for me, afraid I would be bored at night, sweet-talking me into snuggling under the covers with my phone, not knowing that Deng Xiaomei was beside Wang Xu, using his phone pretending to be him. Everything was a trick orchestrated by Deng Xiaomei.
Wang Xu must have been there at that time; he must have seen everything. Was Deng Xiaomei's behavior tacitly approved by him? Did he really enjoy watching Deng Xiaomei toy with me like this?
This is the man I loved for so many years! Is this the fate I should accept for not being able to have children? I am unwilling; everything that once belonged to me, to my husband, to my home, now I can only relinquish?
Deng Xiaomei and Wang Xu's photos, one, two—just these couple of pictures made me realize that they had known each other for at least six months.
Looking at Wang Xu in the photos, smiling with his eyes squinted into slits, did he really think of me as his wife while taking these pictures?
I had been kept in the dark for over half a year. During this time, my only goal was to have a child with Wang Xu. Little did I know that Wang Xu had the same idea but acted on it with someone else.
Not long after I felt sorrowful, Deng Xiaomei sent a "?" my way. Startled, I quickly exited her Moments.
Deng Xiaomei didn't send any more messages. I directly uninstalled WeChat. After thinking for a long time about nothing but Deng Xiaomei and Wang Xu's photos, I gathered my courage and logged back into WeChat. I opened Deng Xiaomei's chat window and sent her a "Hi."
After realizing that Deng Xiaomei was playing with me like a dog on a leash, I no longer had any reservations about her being pregnant. You can pretend to be Wang Xu and laugh at me; why can't I act like a rich second generation and tease you just once?
Women truly understand women, especially two women who love the same man. I know all of Wang Xu's flaws inside out, and now there's an added layer of infidelity.
In just a few exchanges, Deng Xiaomei completely believed that I was the son of a wealthy entrepreneur in the city. I intentionally chose a photo of a Porsche that looked like it was taken in real life to convince her of my story.
"You're pretty impressive, brother. I'm really envious of you," she said.
I smirked and replied, "Your husband probably isn't as impressive as me."
"How could that be? I'm single right now, I don't even have a boyfriend, let alone a husband." She sent a pouting emoji.
I was shocked but then realized that when Deng Xiaomei said she didn't have one, she really meant it.
"That's so boring. I love married women, especially those who have had children; they have a certain charm. I enjoy driving and taking people for rides, if you know what I mean."
I deliberately spoke in a crude and straightforward manner. Women, especially lonely ones, don’t need much subtlety; she would understand. I wasn't afraid to create several accounts to test which type Deng Xiaomei preferred.
"Pervert!" Deng Xiaomei quickly replied. I didn't respond immediately. As I expected, a few minutes later, she sent another message: "What if I told you I'm already pregnant? Would you believe me?"
"I don't believe you. You're too young and beautiful; you don't look like someone who's had kids."
"You're annoying; you're so sweet-tongued. I'm three months pregnant! Want to come see me?"
Disgusting! I didn't expect Deng Xiaomei to be the one suggesting we meet. My plan of teasing her might not work on her; I had thrown out the bait, and she had taken it.
"Haven't you heard? I only like women who have given birth; I'm not interested in those who are pregnant."
"Don't say that." Deng Xiaomei replied quickly: "I'm about to give birth soon; just wait a few months. Can't you wait a few months? You're being so dramatic."
Deng Xiaomei's flirtatious behavior shocked me. I couldn't imagine Deng Xiaomei, pregnant with Wang Xu's child, living in the house that Wang Xu bought while flirting with another man. Or could it be that Deng Xiaomei has figured out it was me?
The possibility seemed very high. I was so scared that I immediately called Mu Miaomiao to discuss this matter. However, Mu Miaomiao was calmer than I was: "Don't worry, this woman clearly seems like someone who wants to climb the social ladder. She might be with your Wang Xu just for the house. If another man with a Porsche comes along, she would probably throw herself at him!"
I hesitated, "Maybe she really likes Wang Xu."
"That's impossible. Zhuang Jun, don't forget that Deng Xiaomei's package contained a piece of lingerie. Would Wang Xu, who is having a child with her, still be intimate with someone like Deng Xiaomei at this time? So, Deng Xiaomei didn't buy it for Wang Xu. What else could it be for? Deng Xiaomei is just promiscuous; even while pregnant, she's still acting that way."
Mu Miaomiao's words left me stunned. While her language was crude, it made sense after I thought it through.
"What should I do then?"
"Just keep pretending. Act like a wealthy second-generation and confront her head-on. Use some clever talk but don’t expose yourself. I'll send you some photos of Wang Nan to use. If she suspects you, just send those. Remember, make her fall for you; everything will be easier afterward."
I couldn't help but chuckle; Mu Miaomiao, my good friend from China, was willing to sell out her own boyfriend for my sake.
Thank you; I wanted to say it many times but feared Mu Miaomiao would think I was being overly sentimental.
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