When he came to the door of Shangri-La Hotel, Ye Xiangyang did not walk in for the first time, but found a coffee shop diagonally opposite and sat down.

It is worthy of the city's No. 1 Keda Real Estate, it is only morning, and the hotel has begun to decorate, first a big welcome banner is hung on the signboard, and then the stairs to the hotel are also covered with red carpets, with two glittering bronze statues of lions next to it, but there is a trace of aristocratic atmosphere invisibly.

"Hello sir, what do you need?" Just as Ye Xiangyang's thoughts were gradually sinking, a beautiful waitress wearing a snow-white tanuki suit walked up, looking no more than twenty-three years old, but her two eyes seemed to glow, not bright.

"Let's have a cappuccino. Looking up at the beautiful waiter, Ye Xiangyang said.

"Yes sir, it may take about fifteen minutes, please be patient. ”

"Okay, thank you. As he spoke, Ye Xiangyang couldn't help but look at the two slender and straight legs under the beautiful waiter's flesh-colored stockings, with the red high heels, there was a faint charm that made people want to conquer.

Of course, now Ye Xiangyang clearly understands that he has derailed mentally, if he had been in the past, maybe he would still feel sorry for his wife and feel guilty for a while, but now these are not important, and there is still a sense of expectation inexplicably, just like a cat's paw in his heart, with the first one, he still wants to have the second one.

Probably, the nature of men is like this, once a little stimulation is given, or some special benefits are given, it will be like a flood that bursts the embankment, rushing for thousands of miles.

While waiting, Ye Xiangyang still took out his mobile phone and began to fight in the world of Glory of Kings, this time he still chose the hero Miyue, who has relatively high requirements for operation, and it just suits his style.

After playing a few games of qualifying, he couldn't help but feel a little sleepy, so he simply quit the game, and then entered Zhihu and browsed carefully.

In Ye Xiangyang's eyes, Zhihu is a good thing, bringing together elites from all levels of the world, not only to increase knowledge, but also to pass the time of boredom, it is really a rare good software, of course, this is just Ye Xiangyang's opinion.

Out of instinct, Ye Xiangyang also searched for questions about his spouse's cheating, and the user's answer was also strange, but there is no doubt that basically all men can't forgive their women for cheating, let alone forgive their women for being ridden by a man and dancing indiscriminately, even if it leaves a little trace of stains.

To put it bluntly, this is zero tolerance.

In their eyes, as long as the husband is not mentally cheating, everything can be discussed as appropriate, which is not to say how tolerant and generous women are, but relatively speaking, women will not only consider a relationship, family factors are also fully in their consideration, especially after having children, the sense of responsibility is becoming heavier, so that they can make a lot of compromises and sacrifices.

After all, they are not only wives, but also mothers, and from this point of view, how can women not be great?

At the same time, Ye Xiangyang's voice and smile began to quietly appear in his mind, if he guessed correctly, his wife has always been an extremely conservative person, after all, when she was in college, as the president of the student union, she was a high-profile existence, basically more than half of the boys had thoughts about her, let alone put it into action, and there were countless of them.

But under the circumstance, she has been able to stick to her heart until her arrival, but now? Everything does not seem to be developing towards the state she imagined, what happened between her and Feng Jingtang? Could it be as he guessed, his wife has cheated, or is it this forty-year-old middle-aged man?

Thinking of his wife being pressed by Feng Jingtang and meandering nine times under him, Ye Xiangyang's heart felt as if he had been pierced with thousands of knives, just as he had planned before, if this kind of thing really happened, then there would be no room for detours on his side, divorce was inevitable, even if he left the house!

After all, Ye Xiangyang is a traditional person, and this concept is almost in the bones and deep-rooted.

Just when he secretly clenched his fist, a Zhihu push suddenly appeared above the phone, with the title named: Ask everyone to come and make a decision for me, my husband is a pervert, tossing me almost every night, and forcing me to do some bad things, I'm really fed up with this state...

When he saw this push, Ye Xiangyang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, out of a natural reaction, he quickly clicked in, but the content in it surprised him, and even had a sense of déjà vu, and he couldn't help but associate it with Tang Xiangya's experience.

According to the information, the accuser of this article is a middle-aged woman about forty years old, who has been tormented all the time since she got married for more than ten years, and even experienced an unknown struggle, and the source of all this is still her husband who is the same age as her.

Because, her husband is a very special fetish, especially for sex, has a particularly strong sense of exploration, in the past ten years, has forced middle-aged women to do some actions that are difficult to talk to outsiders, as well as behaviors.

Of course, these are just the "daily exchanges" between husband and wife, even if the scale is larger, outsiders can't say anything, the key problem is that his husband can openly bring other women to the house, and even do some bad things in front of her, and even have a surname...

And it wasn't bad at this point, but he would bring some other men into his house and let them do whatever they wanted, or he would turn a blind eye to the abuse of his wife.

Of course, in the face of these bad behaviors, middle-aged women will also resist, but in the end the effect is minimal, slightly more serious, and will usher in the husband's revenge, not to mention ordinary domestic violence, putting * in the meal is a common thing, usually in this case, when she wakes up, she will appear in bed, somewhere tearing pain, God knows what her husband did in the process...