After Fan Yujuan left that day, I sat alone on the sofa and thought about it for a long time, I was thinking, should I be like Fan Yujuan, put everything behind and live a little more freely?

However, I could not do it anyway, and I could not distinguish love and sex so clearly.

I envy Fan Yujuan, I envy her for living a chic life, she can distinguish love and sex so clearly, a lover * person is a lover, a husband is a husband; I resent myself, I resent my cowardly character, I am a typical twin personality, always holding the flag in a dilemma, putting myself in an embarrassing situation and suffering alone.

In this situation, what should I do? Should I leave? Or not? If not, should I also go to find a physical comfort, as Fan Yujuan said? But in that case, am I worthy of my conscience?

I closed my eyes tightly and covered my painful face with my hands.

At about eleven o'clock that night, my husband Deng Wenliang came back.

Seeing me sitting on the sofa alone in a daze, he asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

It wasn't until he called me that I came back from my rambling meditation, subconsciously said "oh", then got up and took the leather bag in his hand and took the suit jacket he had taken off.

I have always been like this, even though I know that he is snubbing me day by day, knowing that his heart is no longer with me, and giving it to another young and beautiful girl, but I am still used to serving him as always, and this has become a habit in my life, which is easy to change, just like when we were very young when we got married, I always dressed him carefully and told him how to dress to look more attractive.

I'm a simple and low-key woman in my own life, but I like to dress up my husband and children beautifully, which gives me a great sense of accomplishment.

My husband happily enjoyed the service I had brought him, I hung up his clothes, and by this time he was already sitting on the sofa, so I went to make him a cup of tea that would not interfere with his sleep.

Wen Liang sat on the sofa, untied his tie, and rubbed his brow bones tiredly, it seemed that he was very tired today.

I sat down lightly on the couch across from him, pinching my fingers and thinking about what to say to him next.

Looking at my white knuckles, I meditated in my heart, I can't sell Juan and say that she heard about my husband buying a house for his lover, but there are some words, I think it's time to find out to my husband.

As if sensing my desire to speak, he looked up at me, we looked at each other, I cleared my throat, and plucked up the courage to say to him, "Wenliang, I'll go on Saturday...... Xiaoyu visited her there, in front of a new house, and I ...... I saw your car, and I saw you...... I went in with Assistant Yang......"

I looked at Deng Wenliang with an inquiring gaze, his gaze was stunned for a moment, but soon returned to normal, he looked at me with a calm expression and said: " Man, don't think nonsense, I don't have anything with Xiao Yang, I mix in the business field, and some things on the scene have to get by, that day we attended the family banquet of Brother Xu's housewarming to a new house, I took Xiao Yang to go, but it was just out of a kind of courtesy and business, you don't listen to others chewing their tongues, we have been in a relationship for more than ten years, for me, you are not only my wife, but also a relative of my flesh and blood......"

As he spoke, my husband still held my hand, and he looked at me fixedly, his gaze was warm and open, and his gaze had a power that made you have to believe that his words were true.