Three years ago, my dad died of depression due to a medical accident.

My mother was shocked to hear the bad news and couldn't afford to get sick, and two months later, she also followed in my father's footsteps and never returned.

I was left alone, confused, sick in front of my parents' spirits.

It was my father's old friend, Shen Ruhai, who took me to their house and let his gentle and lovely daughter Shen Wan take care of me carefully and take care of me in every way.

Later, Shen Wan and I fell in love with each other, and the Shen family recruited me as a son-in-law.

At the same time, I also let go of everything in the past and worked as a nurse in the hospital.

That's three years.

In the past three years, I have been wholeheartedly and conscientiously working for the Shen family.

Not because of anything else, just because my father-in-law, Shen Ruhai, has the grace of knowing me, and my wife, Shen Wan, has a sense of distress for me.

I once felt that God treated me well, so that I met the noble people in my life when I was the poorest in my life.

Until this morning, I received that scheduled email from three years ago.

Taxis drive slowly down the mountain roads.

Half an hour later, I finally stood at the door of the Shen family's villa.

Under the disdainful gaze of the rental master, I entered the password and walked into this home that was both familiar and strange to me.

The luxurious living room has never been so empty as it is today.

The promenade of silence has never been as long as it is today.

Almost everyone in the Shen family went to the annual meeting, because that hospital was the Shen family's own property.

Therefore, the absence of my wife Shen Wan will be even more distinctive.

On the way back, I couldn't wait to put on my wings and fly back to the villa.

Then on the knife rack in the kitchen, he took out the boning sharp knife, and rushed into the adulterer's love nest as fast as he could, piercing a hundred transparent holes in their entangled flesh.

When I actually stood on the stairs leading to the master bedroom with the boning knife in my hand, I began to hesitate.

My heart was beating wildly involuntarily, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

I suddenly found that my act of catching the rapist became not so reasonable.

The reason for this change in mentality may be precisely because since I received the email, I no longer regard Shen Wan as my wife.

There is no greater mourning than death.

Maybe it's a bit of a Q spirit to say this, and maybe someone wants to call me a coward.

It was that momentary change that made me stop.

I stood on the stairs and questioned my heart.

What do I get if I go up and puncture it all now?

It's just a mess of chicken feathers and more humiliation.

It might even anger them and sweep me away.

After all, I'm just a door-to-door son-in-law, and if it weren't for them wanting to get something from me, I wouldn't even be able to compare to the Shen family's nanny.

I exposed their adultery, just humiliated myself, and then put a green hat on myself by the way.

This is the best ending, no revenge, no shame, only humiliation.

Maybe I can kill them, but I'll put myself in it.

Shen Wan used as a bait and died as she deserved.

And I will never try to figure out why I am where I am today.

Understand this, also thanks to that email.

But when I learned all this, why couldn't I help but be angry?

It was me who took advantage, and I was the one who married the Huanghua daughter of the Shen family.

Now the man in the upstairs room is the pick-up man.

I feel like there's a little guy in my brain.

He said that Shen Wan didn't belong to you in the first place, she was just a bait thrown by Shen Ruhai.

Now, you eat someone's bait, but you spit out the hook, don't get cheap and sell it.

But I can't always get over that hurdle in my heart.