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I arrived alone at Ding Jiahao's house.
After hearing my purpose, Ding Jiahao's mother had a frosty expression on her face. She slammed a tablet into my hands and said, "This is evidence of my old pervert son being with your family's vixen—a pair of shameless creatures!"
"Hubby, thank you for the Ship and Big Rocket you sent me! Love you!"
"You're welcome. Same place, same room... If you behave well, you'll get everything." His expression was lewd, dripping with desire.
"You’re so annoying; I’m scared of you!"
"How does that compare to your useless guy?"
"You’re infuriating! I’m living apart from him now..."
"Still wearing that black outfit? It’s just so enticing!"
"I know."
...
My hands and feet turned cold, and my vision darkened. The words swirled chaotically in my mind like flies buzzing around, and then I lost consciousness.
When I woke up again, everything around me was white. A young nurse was hanging an IV drip. When she saw me open my eyes, she looked at me with sympathy and said, "The director said you're fine; it's just a case of stress."
The door to the ward opened, and a well-dressed man with gold-rimmed glasses walked in. With a stern brow and a smirk on his lips, he said, "So you're the husband of '90 Good Girl,' huh? Now that you know about us, she won't have to hide anything from you anymore. You’re so broke you might as well be wearing rags? Here’s 200,000; consider it your compensation for divorcing her!"
He tossed a bank card onto the bed and swaggered out.
On the way to the civil affairs bureau, Liu Fei was cheerfully chatting on the phone as if getting divorced was something to celebrate.
"Oh babe, I'm almost there; don’t worry..."
"Yes, that five-star hotel—did you reserve a spot?"
"Okay, okay! I'll head over as soon as I finish the paperwork."
...
Every word Liu Fei spoke felt like a knife stabbing into my heart. Our son chose to stay with me, but she threw his bank card on the ground and said, "I find it dirty!"
I threw the Four-Eyed Kid's bank card back, saying, "Even if I have to beg, I'll avoid your doorstep."
An Audi drove away with Liu Fei inside, and the driver was the Four-Eyed Kid. My son stood silently beside me, his small face filled with numbness. It broke my heart.
Curiosity killed the cat. Following the link provided by Ding Jiahao's mother, I entered a relatively niche live streaming platform and saw Liu Fei's appearance on the stream. Her account name was "90 Good Girl"!
Clearly a remnant of the eighties, yet she was trying to present herself as youthful.
In the live stream, Liu Fei wore a Cheongsam that accentuated her delicate figure even more. She swayed while singing and twisted while dancing. At first glance, there seemed to be nothing wrong, but the comments section was filled with lewd remarks:
"The slit on that Cheongsam is too low; it can't compare to that super short skirt from last time..."
"That crop top was pretty enticing too..."
"I just love this kind of mature girl with unique charm! Ten o'clock tonight at Tian Shang Ren Jia Public Relations Bureau, two mythological sports cars rolling out..."
"Make way! Golden Coast, at the same time, two private jets!"
"Two rockets, you all better step aside!"
"Yaya, all I need is to give you a kiss!"
Liu Fei thanked them repeatedly and occasionally blew kisses in return.
It was a chaotic scene. How could the Four-Eyed Kid allow Liu Fei to flaunt herself like this? She was flirting with a group of men. Her words were vulgar and revealing, completely different from the gentle and virtuous woman I once knew.
Was there really no one managing such platforms? I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. Was this really the woman I once loved deeply?
Is this the good mother my son used to talk about?
I took a screenshot and sent it over, questioning, "How could you do this? Is this your career?"
"What’s wrong with me? I’m just making some money through live streaming. Are you envious or jealous?"
"Do you know the hardships our son faces at school because of you?"
I trembled with anger.
"So what? In today’s society, it’s all about wealth; no one cares how you make it. Stop pretending to be high and mighty! If you hadn’t ruined the family, would I be in this situation now? Besides, do we even have a relationship anymore? What gives you the right to criticize me?"
"Enough!"
My son burst out of his room, shouting as he snatched the phone from my hand and hung up the call, then sobbed as he ran back to his room.
Saturday.
The weather was clear, with not a cloud in sight.
I rode my electric bike, taking my son out to the countryside for some fresh air.
I thought we could quietly enjoy a leisurely afternoon.
But unexpectedly, I ran into Liu Fei!
She was with a man, her arm linked with his while he wrapped his around her waist.
The man wasn’t Four-Eyed Kid.
They were in a luxury car, and seeing my electric bike filled me with an indescribable bitterness.
My son noticed Liu Fei too, but he said nothing and pulled me away.
For a man without money, merely existing is a tragedy.
That night, my son fell asleep.
I aimlessly sorted through the items I had moved back from the company: bills, seals, licenses, contract documents.
A camera with an SD card caught my attention.
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