Chapter Seven

In fact, Tengzhi didn't know what kind of mental preparation she needed to make.

In earlier years, videos of wives catching their cheating husbands would occasionally circulate online.

Tengzhi fast-forwarded through part of it. It was supposed to be about "catching a cheating husband," but the people in the videos who were beaten black and blue, with messy hair, barely clothed, and unsure whether to cover their faces or their private parts, were always the mistresses.

Or the fourth child, or the fifth child.

Back then, Tengzhi couldn't bear to look at those images, and now, facing this situation, she still can't do such a thing.

She is neither good at nor fond of confronting or arguing with others.

She cheered herself up, telling herself that she shouldn't back down when she actually got to the room door.

The car fell silent.

With her phone fully charged, Tengzhi's chat with her husband ended with Li Tiancheng's message, "Okay, let's go eat."

Ye Yin frequently pressed the power button to turn on his phone screen, but instead of making calls or sending messages, he just stared at the lock screen time and then pressed it again to turn it off.

In just half an hour, he got out of the car and smoked three cigarettes. The smell of smoke on his body became stronger and stronger. He needed to let the smell dissipate outside the car for a while each time before getting back in.

As I reached for the cigarette case to open the car door, my sleeve was gently tugged.

He was released very quickly, in just a moment.

Ye Yin was pulled back by her.

He turned around.

The parking lot lights were rough, making the two somewhat thick glass lenses on Tengzhi's face appear less transparent, like the bottom of a glass bottle that had been used for many years in the cabinet at home. However, this did not prevent the two pupils in the glass from still being clear and dark, reflecting scattered fragments of light.

There was a strong determination in her eyes, and Ye Yin even heard her say, "Don't rush."

here we go again.

Again, the soft, fluffy bun wrapper is filled with a heartwarming meat filling.

Ye Yin calmed down a bit, put the cigarette pack back, and said with a slight smile, "Yeah, I know."

For the next two hours, he did not have a craving for cigarettes, even though he was becoming increasingly anxious.

Seeing that it was already past lunchtime, Ye Yin was about to make a phone call when Teng Zhi suddenly reached out and grabbed his forearm, shaking it violently a few times, her voice urgent: "Look! Ye Yin! Look!"

Ye Yin was so shaken that his phone almost fell to the ground. He squinted and saw that the "couple" who had been silent and invisible all along, walking out of the brightly lit mall entrance, were the targets they had been waiting for.

Yang Jiawen and Li Tiancheng walked side by side. The man was dressed in a crisp shirt and trousers, while the woman's floral skirt fluttered in the breeze. Perhaps to avoid being seen by acquaintances, the two walked very close but did not hold hands, and Yang Jiawen did not link arms with Li Tiancheng.

Li Tiancheng was carrying two paper bags in his other hand, one yellow and one black. Judging from the size of the bags, the LV bag was a slightly larger bag, and the Chanel bag contained wallets and accessories.

Teng Zhi instinctively ducked down, hiding most of herself behind the car door, but not forgetting her purpose, she raised her phone high, the camera shining out of the passenger window to find her husband and lover.

The distance was still a bit far. Teng Zhi adjusted the focus with trembling fingers and took several photos, but they were all a bit blurry. At this moment, she heard Ye Yin remind her in her ear: "Don't take photos, record videos."

She curled up, and he leaned down slightly, his lips almost touching her earlobe.

Neither of them realized for a moment that the distance between them was excessively close.

Teng Zhi's hands were still trembling, and the camera lens shook like autumn leaves falling.

Ye Yin murmured, "I'll do it," and took her phone, recording a few seconds of video before Li Yang and the other person disappeared into the blind spot of the camera.

Soon the two people were gone. Ye Yin's mouth, which had been plugged, could no longer hold back the swearing. He sat up straight while picking out less vulgar words to curse.

He checked the video in his photo album: "The footage is a bit shaky, but you can see their faces... Good, it wasn't for nothing that we waited so long, we've finally made some progress. Turn on your location services, we'll wait for their car to drive off for a bit, then follow them—"

The words abruptly stopped, and the phone that had been handed out also froze in mid-air.

Ye Yin stood frozen in place, staring at Teng Zhi, who was covering her face and trembling.

At the same time, a spot on my heart seemed to collapse like an hourglass that had suddenly been overturned, with fine sand falling in a rustling sound.

Ye Yin held his phone lightly in his hand, remaining silent and not letting the momentary impulse to "hug her" overwhelm him.

He simply stayed quietly by her side, waiting for her to slowly process the shattered truth she had just witnessed.

About five minutes later, the overwhelming emotions finally subsided slightly.

Teng Zhi sat up, too embarrassed to look at the driver's seat, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine, you should drive, or we won't be able to catch up..."

She took off her glasses, sniffed her red nose, and tugged at the corner of her clothes, intending to use it to wipe the tear-stained lenses.

Suddenly, a blurry white blur entered my field of vision.

Teng Zhi's eyesight was quite poor, so she had to squint to see that Ye Yin was handing her the tissue.

But as he squinted, the remaining moisture was squeezed out of his eyes and started to trickle down again.

This time, Ye Yin was faster than her; he brought the tissue directly to her chin and caught the one or two beads.

A voice in his head was yelling a warning: Okay, that's enough.

But the tissue still kept climbing uncontrollably, along the wet vines, all the way to the corner of her eyes, which were glistening with tiny drops of water.

His throat was hoarse when he spoke again, and he said to her, "No rush."

In the many long nights that followed, Ye Yin would always recall this little episode.

It came silently, leaving a small cut in my memory.

By the time you try to forget, it's too late.

*

About ten minutes later, Ye Yin was once again following behind the white BMW.

The two tacitly agreed not to mention Teng Zhi's five-minute breakdown.

Like someone who has forgotten the pain once the wound has healed, Teng Zhi could still joke that Ye Yin was so good at tracking cars that he should become a private investigator.

Ye Yin smiled faintly and replied, "If the seafood shop goes out of business in the future, I'll consider finding another job."

Li Tiancheng kept driving north, avoiding Teng Zhi's house and Ye Yin's house.

This direction leads to Baiyun Mountain and the airport. Teng Zhi couldn't help but wonder if the two had rented a house in the suburbs for a secret rendezvous.

Away from the bustling city center, with less traffic on the road, Li Tiancheng followed the traffic for seven or eight traffic lights before finally driving into the parking lot of Baiyun Mountain.

Ye Yin did not immediately follow them inside, but stopped on the side of a nearby path.

He and Tengzhi exchanged a glance, both wondering what was going on.

It was two or three in the afternoon, and even though it was cloudy today, the air was still incredibly hot and humid, as if it were brewing a storm. What made these two people so interested in coming here to breathe in the fresh oxygen of nature?

But soon, Ye Yin thought of another possibility, his face fell, and he cursed, "These two are quite good at finding places to 'stir things up'."

Tengzhi thought the same thing as him, and her temples began to throb with pain, as if she had heatstroke.

No one comes specifically to climb the mountain at this time, so there are many parking spaces available, which means there are very few tourists.

Did Li Tiancheng bring Yang Jiawen here to have sex in a car or in the open?

Ye Yin turned to look at the parking lot entrance: "Should I just drive the car in? Otherwise, I won't be able to see if they're doing something in the car..."

Teng Zhi shook her head: "No need, I have a way."

She refreshed the watch's location again; the location didn't change, meaning Li Tiancheng's car had come to a stop.

"The watch also has an 'ambient sound listening' function..."

As Teng Zhi spoke, she pressed the "Listen" button in the app, and a prompt popped up, which she handed to Ye Yin to see.

"Once enabled, the watch will call your mobile phone. After answering, you will be able to hear sounds around the watch, but you will not be able to have a conversation."

Ye Yin raised an eyebrow and saw Teng Zhi blink, a hint of slyness appearing on her eyelashes: "Well, actually it was just eavesdropping."

Ye Yin gave her a thumbs up and laughed, "If you can't make it as a food blogger in the future, you can 're-enter the workforce' with me."

Teng Zhi finally smiled slightly, took out a Bluetooth earphone, and gave one to Ye Yin.

They were right; Li and Yang were indeed still in the car.

It's possible that the watch was hidden too deep, causing the radio volume to fluctuate, especially Li Tiancheng's voice. If it was too soft or low, it would be difficult to hear. In contrast, Yang Jiawen's voice was much clearer.

Teng Zhi didn't forget to record the conversation.

The adulterous couple called each other "BB," and Yang Jiawen even called Li Tiancheng "husband" several times in a sweet voice, which made Teng Zhi feel both uncomfortable and terrified.

The man's face darkened even more as he glanced at Ye Yin.

Unexpectedly, the two didn't start having sex in the car.

It turned out that Yang Jiawen suddenly got her period in the morning, and she felt a little apologetic, saying, "I'll make it up to the baby properly after my period is over."

After that, there was a long period of silence. The two didn't say anything, but occasionally a soft "kiss" would escape their lips, and the woman would mumble indistinctly, telling her "BB" not to kiss her too hard, or she would feel uncomfortable later.

They were no longer three-year-old kids; Ye Yin and Teng Zhi could immediately understand what they were up to.

Ye Yin was so angry he laughed. For a few moments he wanted to push open the car door, get out, rush into the parking lot, grab Li Tiancheng, and beat him up.

But he knew that hearing these lewd words would make Tengzhi even more upset.

Knowing that the watch couldn't hear their voices, he directly suggested, "How about we just stop here? Recordings aren't good evidence anyway, so let's just stop here?"

Teng Zhi rubbed her sore nose and said with a wry smile, "It's nothing, I can still manage."

Even if there was only sound, her brain automatically generated images, and Tengzhi could imagine her husband and Ms. Yang kissing and caressing each other passionately in the car in broad daylight.

Acid churned and surged in her chest; her mouth was dry, and she felt nauseous.

Ye Yin noticed that her face was too pale, so he quickly took out the chocolate he had bought at the supermarket that morning, broke off a piece and handed it to her: "Take a bite first, don't have low blood sugar."

Tengzhi was indeed in pain, but she didn't refuse and even opened her mouth to hold it.

She didn't react for a moment; this action was as ambiguous as a chocolate sticking to a candy wrapper.

Ye Yin paused for a moment, then put the remaining chocolates into the cup holder.

He subtly rubbed his fingertips together.

Perhaps related to what they were doing, the two, unaware that "walls have ears," began to speak more and more explicit and erotically, and started talking about matters in bed.

Men always have some inherent flaws; they like to be number one in this matter, even when it comes to having an affair, they still have to outdo the main partner.

Suddenly, Li Tiancheng asked, "Just a pinch of the nipple and your waist is already this weak? Hmm? Has your partner been neglecting you lately? He's still the same as before, finishing after only a couple of thrusts?"

Boom! Tengzhi's mind went blank from the explosion.

This short sentence contains way too much information!

Her feelings were extremely complicated, and she was completely unaware that a faint layer of pink had risen on her pale cheeks.

Glancing sideways, the man's thick eyebrows were furrowed, his jawline was taut, his cheeks were clenched tightly, and a vein throbbed slightly on his forehead.

Looking further down, the hand is clenched into a fist, and the veins on the back of the hand bulge out, like molten lava surging before a volcanic eruption.

Now it was Tengzhi's turn to want to stop eavesdropping: "How about... let's just stop listening now... we're not listening anymore, we're not listening anymore..."

She was terrified that she would hear some unspeakable "little secrets" about Ye Yin.

The pain of men, and so on...

Before I could hang up the phone, Yang Jiawen's sweet, almost dripping voice came through the earphone.

She moaned and gasped, complaining aggrievedly about her current boyfriend: "Yeah, and I don't know what's wrong with him these past few months, he can't get an erection, he's even less useful than a toy."

————Author's ramblings————

Chirp: ...oooooooops.

Boss Ye: Jiji, you have to believe me, I'm not like that, they're just talking nonsense.