Chapter 1: The Wife's Secret

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"Dad, when are you coming back from work, that uncle is spanking mom's ass again."

At half past ten in the evening, I was standing in front of the elevator on the first floor of the community, my eyes were scarlet, and I was smoking hard.

No one knows how much pain I have inside.

My son is only four years old this year, he has just entered the middle class of kindergarten, and he can't even speak, such a child is impossible to deceive, not to mention that I am still his own father.

I threw away the cigarette butt and kept pressing the switch of the elevator, and the elevator went down and up, over and over again, but I never dared to go in.

I was afraid to face that reality, afraid that as soon as I opened the door of the house, I would see my most beloved wife, being crushed under me by a strange man.

I wiped my eyes, there were no tears, only cold sweat, and my hands were still shaking.

Two years ago, when I was the richest, I had 30 million yuan in my bank card.

Now, two years later, I'm covered in sweat, and I don't even have 300 dollars.

My dad died early, and my mom did everything she could to pull me up. She suffers from rheumatoid disease in her right leg, walks a little lame, and can't do heavy work, so she can only raise a group of old hens and make her own tea eggs to sell.

It can be said that my design major in college was read by my mother's tea eggs.

I have even experienced the hard life of drinking water for half a month, so no one understands the life of the poor better than me. After graduating, I took the 30,000 yuan my mother had saved, bought a dilapidated second-hand van, started from the most basic errands, slowly got to know the source of customers, and then expanded the scale, using professionalism, to design my own brand of clothing.

In just three years, I realized the process of Diaosi's counterattack and opened a clothing design company, worth tens of millions, and is very famous in the circle.

And my wife broke into my sight at a friend's party when I was most proud.

She is two years younger than me, one meter seven or eight tall, almost the same as me, two long legs occupy almost half of the body proportions, that typical melon seed face is cold and a little charming, and the temperament on her body that rejects people for thousands of miles makes me fall at a glance.

After the party, I launched a crazy pursuit of my wife, giving her watches, bags, clothes, and even a car worth nearly one million, which took seven months to finally get the beauty.

My wife was born in a well-off family, and the bride price alone cost me two million, I was very rich at that time, two million is really not much, in addition, I also bought a suite for my father-in-law and mother-in-law, more than three million, the second elder was full of praise for my son-in-law, and called me for three days to ask for warmth.

Of course, I didn't treat my mother badly, after marrying my wife, I gave my mother a bank card of 3 million to let her buy the house she liked, but she refused, and still rented a house outside, and it didn't cost me any money.

My son was born in the second year after marriage, so far I have a good harvest in my career, love and family, and my life has ushered in a grand slam.

But the good times were short-lived.

In the third year after I got married, because I relaxed the management of the company, someone copied the idea of a company in an important design plan, and was sued by the other party, and I was finally compensated by the company for 15 million yuan, plus 10 million yuan for reputation damage.

The company went bankrupt, and I even sold my house and car, plus my mother's three million, to barely pay off the debt.

After more than three years of hard work, all of them were in vain, and I became the poor bastard I was when I just graduated, and even eating became a problem.

I thought I could make a comeback, so I borrowed money to buy a second-hand van and started a basic business of pulling goods, but the stain of plagiarism weighed on my body, and customers avoided me, and for more than a year, I did tired and dirty physical work, but the business did not improve at all.

My wife is clean, and every night when she sees me come back with a stinking smell, she will always slam the door and not give me a chance to touch her at all.

"Dad, when are you coming home from work, that uncle is coming to spank Mom's ass again."

I clicked on WeChat, and my son's immature voice came from the voice bar again.

Who is that uncle? Why do you spank your wife's ass?

Again?

Is it more than once?

I shook a little, almost not standing still, only to feel the world spinning and my brain buzzing.

From knowing my wife to now, I have never treated her badly, buying a house for her parents, buying a car for her sister, even in such a difficult day now, I am still reluctant to let her go out to work, and give her every penny on my body.

But why wasn't she satisfied?

Why!!

I touched my eyes, they were wet, and I was crying not only because of my heart, but also so much that my heart was throbbing.

Even if the company went bankrupt and was pointed out by thousands of people, I still didn't change my face and firmly believed that I could start over.

But my wife's betrayal finally shattered my faith and made me realize how unbearable and vulnerable I was.

I knew I was down, and I probably wouldn't be able to get up for the rest of my life.

I'm already thirty years old, how many thirty years old are there in my life?

Anyone who has never experienced such a thing will never understand the despair in my heart.

I pressed the elevator switch desperately, and soon a couple came out of it, and as soon as the man saw me, he scolded him: "You have a brain disease, right?" pressed the elevator for half an hour, making Lao Tzu wait on it for a long time! ”

I was pushed by him and sat on the ground, and the kitchen knife on my waist fell to the side with a clatter.

The man was stunned in an instant, swallowed his saliva, scolded the dog, pulled up his object and ran away.

I picked up the kitchen knife from the ground, put it back on my waist, and lit another cigarette.

This time I finally walked into the elevator and went straight to the sixteenth floor.

The elevator actually went up very quickly, but to me, it felt like a century.

During this period, countless thoughts flashed through my mind, thinking of suicide, thinking of hacking my wife and the adulterer, and even I had murderous intentions towards my son, thinking that the family would simply die together and be reunited.

But when my mother's kind face came to mind, I cried again.

She had rheumatoid in her right leg, and it hurt when it rained, and she couldn't sleep.

But she got up before dawn every day, pushed the rusty cart, and sold tea eggs along the streets.

When I was in the limelight, she didn't enjoy it, and when I was down, she not only returned my three million, but also brought a tin box of change, crumpled, all one yuan and five jiao, and more than a dozen catties of coins, so she walked more than ten kilometers and sent it to me in person from the outskirts of the city.

I don't have any money, but I still have a home.

But my mom has nothing but me.

There's really nothing left.

"Damn bitch, fuck you!" I yelled, grabbed a kitchen knife and rushed out of the elevator.

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