On the day I learned that Fanyin had derailed, I had just finished my flight from Frankfurt Airport, bought him a bottle of CK perfume at the duty-free shop, and turned on my phone while queuing for the checkout.

There's a photo lying in the inbox.

The photograph is set in a bar where a handsome man is kissing a blonde woman across a small round table covered with a white tablecloth with delicate red roses and a blue jewelry box next to them, and a huge ocean fish tank behind them.

The watermark in the lower right corner of the photo shows that the time is the day before yesterday, taken by my best friend Luo Yan, and the location is the Burj Al Arab in Dubai.

I held back my anger and dialed the phone, his voice was so sweet that it made people think that he must be smiling at the moment: "Wife? ”

"Where were you the night before yesterday?"

"The night before yesterday? Well......" he thought as he said, "I'm going to Dubai with my dad." ”

I dropped the phone, jumped on my used Fiat, and raced all the way home.

Fanyin and I have just been married for a month and live in a small house that I bought with a loan. Fanyin is a fairy tale writer who earns an average of more than 1,000 euros a month, and the bank card he receives for his manuscript is in my hand.

But his father has a shop selling clothes in the mall in the center of the city, which should be worth 300,000 to 400,000 yuan. He was very fond of Fanyin, but he hated me very much, because I was a pilot, and he felt that pilots were short-tempered and prone to early death. That's why he never wanted to see me, and he didn't know about our marriage.

Therefore, it is not impossible for Fanyin to go to Dubai to pick up girls.

As soon as I parked the car in the parking space, someone ran over with small steps: "Wife! ”

A Japanese housewife with a bright smile and two fresh eggs in her apron pocket. Fanyin is very handsome, with slender eyes, curled eyelashes, and a red mouth, looking noble and charming.

I entered the room with a black face, and he dragged my suitcase and followed me in a hurry.

I took off my coat, and he took it, peeked at me, and didn't say anything.

As I untied my tie, I asked, "What is your dad taking you to Dubai for?" ”

"See his friends."

"Where do you live?"

"A big and beautiful hotel." He said excitedly: "Built by the sea, very high, very high!" I took a picture of you! I also took the slippers and shower gel inside for you! It tastes delicious! ”

"Are there any women?"

"Nope."

"I'll give you another chance to tell the truth."

He tilted his head and blinked his eyes, revealing a blank expression.

I turned on my phone, pulled up the photo in the message, and held it up to him: "Who is this?" ”

He stretched his neck and looked at it for a while, and exclaimed unexpectedly: "This man looks like me!" ”

"Pretend! Look at the angle of his side face when kissing, it's definitely you! Eyes squinted just like you! I'm the pilot's eyesight: "Aren't you a virgin!" Is it possible for a virgin to hug a chick and kiss it so eroticly! ”

He froze.

The more I looked at his virtue, the more angry I became: "I've known you for two years! I've taken off my clothes all day and touched you and kissed you, and you haven't been hard once! Now it's good! a foreign girl! What country is she from? Are you satisfied? ”

"Wife......" His eyes overflowed with tears, and he whispered, "How can this person be me?" I've never been to this place at all......"

"Haven't been?" Also pretended: "This is what you call a very tall hotel built by the sea!" ”