Early the next morning.

Entrance to the hospital.

Because I didn't know the specific time of my wife's date, I asked Zhao Ergouzi to meet at the gate of the hospital very early, keeping an eye on my wife's movements.

Zhao Ergouzi also called out to four brothers with passers-by, I thought about it, and let them follow me and Zhao Ergouzi as the second line of defense.

Zhao Ergouzi and I are the first line of defense, keeping an eye on my wife's actions.

I still don't want to be stingy with money for breakfast, so I told a few brothers to let them know what they should do today, and they nodded their heads again and again.

The most important thing is not to expose yourself today.

If you find the scene of the rape, you can reveal your identity, but if it's just tracking, it's better to hide it.

However, according to the wife's big personality, it should be easy for us to hide.

When I think about today's events, I sigh aloud.

Obviously they have already fallen on the hospital bed, why do they still reluctantly want to meet the adulterer?

And that's it, and I'm desperate to practice walking on the ground.

Is it true that his own legs are not as important as seeing the adulterer?

I don't know what kind of feelings my wife has for that adulterer.

Is it love, is it love, or is it some other purpose?

But the thought of some nights when she said she loved me with her big eyes didn't look like a fake.

She said she loved me.

How can she love someone else?

Zhao Ergouzi and a few brothers were also interested in not talking to me, and I was alone in a sad atmosphere that was about to freeze, reminiscing about the past alone.

"Brother Wen Chu, someone is here!"

Zhao Ergouzi suddenly reminded.

I looked intently, and at the entrance of the hospital, a woman dressed up appeared.

My wife put on makeup today, and the thick foundation covered her face, which had turned pale because of her illness. The bright lipstick on her mouth made her face even more bloody.

The wife was in a wheelchair and was pushed by her cousin behind her.

may be afraid of embarrassment, even my cousin has changed into more gorgeous and brand-new clothes.

It's just that the cousin always keeps her head down, her bangs cover her face, and she looks like a tool man.

Sure enough, his wife's legs still can't get off the ground.

I thought to myself. The doctor also said that his wife's leg has not healed well, and now she is not only unable to walk, but there is a more terrible danger of being forced to go to the ground.

My wife is still in a wheelchair?!

Is she so looking forward to meeting the adulterer today?

"Let's go!"

When my cousin pushed his wife forward first, we were separated by a hundred meters, and I confirmed that they were in my sight, and then I beckoned Zhao Ergouzi to follow up.

My cousin kept pushing his wife to a small shopping street, and although the passers-by on the road were surprised that his wife was in a wheelchair, they didn't know whether it was polite or for some reason, so they didn't stop to look at his wife, which also made his wife blend in with the atmosphere of the area.

It turns out that stalking people is also a technical job.

Zhao Ergou and I walked and stopped, which ensured that we always maintained a safe distance from my wife and were not easy to be discovered.

Until watching my cousin push his wife into a café.

Could it be that the wife and the adulterer met here?

I didn't know what was going on inside, and after a moment's hesitation, I followed into the café.

To my surprise, the interior of this café was the same as the one I used to hang out with Brother Li.

If you look closely, it turns out that the café we frequented was still a chain.

Is this really a good place to go on a date?

I found a good spot on my own—behind a green plant.

I could see my wife's wheelchair and my cousin behind her, but they couldn't see me.

As soon as I sat down, I could hear the laughter of the warblers and swallows, and as I passed, there were several brightly dressed women or young women sitting at a table on my wife's side.

There wasn't a single man!

Did I wronged my wife? Did she really come out this time just to meet and chat with these little sisters?

But I always felt that something was wrong.

If it was really just for the little sister, the wife would not have done it to this extent.

This can even hurt your own health.

And I also tried to persuade my wife in the hospital not to attend this party, but instead of listening, she lost her temper.

Is this gathering with the little sisters really so important?

I didn't know them very well, because I couldn't hear what they were saying, so I could only take a sip or two of coffee from time to time and keep an eye on the situation.

They were chatting happily.

A coffee table, two women sat on each side of the sofa, the wife's wheelchair was parked on the side, and the cousin had no seat, so she kept standing behind her like a wooden man.

The cousin kept her head down, didn't say a word, and no one paid attention to her.

I wondered if I could go back to my cousin and ask her what her wife was talking about.

But I guess it's all about women.

I waited a long time before the next move was made.

It turned out that the small talk was over, and several women stood up, talking and laughing side by side, and walked outside.

The cousin, pushing his wife's wheelchair, also mixed in with their team.

Is this the end of it?

Are you going back?

I cheered up. Although I didn't see the adulterer this time, and I just came out to meet my sisters, it should be a good result, right?

At least you can know that the wife is crazy like that, not for that damn adulterer!

But they didn't end up like this, I saw them walking into a mall with a smile and a smile!

Mall!

My wife is already in a wheelchair, so is that okay, can I still go to the mall?

I really don't understand the brain circuits of these women!

Clothes are very attractive to women, let alone a group of women.

They stopped and went, and from time to time a woman went out to try on a change of clothes, which made me want to die of stalking.

Not only was I afraid that someone in the middle of their team would find me, but I was also very painful by their rhythm.

Sure enough, accompanying a woman shopping is a difficult job, even if you are following a woman shopping!

More difficult!

Walking and walking, a group of women actually dispersed. They each have their favorite clothes and brands, and they all spread out to change their clothes.

Including the wife, too.

She let her cousin push her wheelchair and went into a locker room with her.

I sat on a nearby bench and pretended to be looking around, keeping my eyes on the locker room.

I've been waiting for a long time.

Speaking of the wife's change of clothes, is it too slow?

I felt something was wrong.