"[Industrial and Commercial Bank of China] At 13:47 on November 26, 2024, your credit account ending in 081 withdrew a cash amount of [amount] yuan."

"[Industrial and Commercial Bank of China] At 13:17 on November 26, 2024, your credit account ending in 081 withdrew a cash amount of [amount] yuan."

"[Industrial and Commercial Bank of China] On November 26, 2024 at 14:27, your credit account ending in 081 had a withdrawal of 6,666 yuan."

"[Industrial and Commercial Bank of China] At 15:02 on November 26, 2024, your credit account ending in 081 made a withdrawal of 10 yuan."

"[Industrial and Commercial Bank of China] At 15:10 on November 26, 2024, your credit account ending in 081 had a withdrawal of 179 yuan."

"[Industrial and Commercial Bank of China] On November 26, 2024 at 15:30, your credit account ending in 081 made a withdrawal of RMB."

"[Industrial and Commercial Bank of China] On November 26, 2024 at 16:02, your credit account ending in 081 had an expenditure of 0.72 yuan."

"[Industrial and Commercial Bank of China] On November 26, 2024 at 16:30, your credit account ending in 081 made a withdrawal of RMB."

"[Industrial and Commercial Bank of China] On November 26, 2024 at 16:53, your credit account ending in 081 made a withdrawal of..."

"[Industrial and Commercial Bank of China] On November 26, 2024 at 17:17, your credit account ending in 081 made a withdrawal of..."

A barrage of text messages alerting me to spending money flooded my screen.

"Has Zhou Chunhua gone mad?!" Liao Nanxing's hand cracked as he gripped his phone.

"Son, what's wrong?"

As soon as Xu Xiuzhen scanned those text messages, her blood pressure spiked.

She collapsed onto the sofa, her head buzzing.

"That damn Zhou Chunhua! What does she take you for? A bank ATM? What are you standing there for? Call her back! Those things should still be refundable, hurry up and call her back and make her return everything she bought! Oh, and call her card to freeze it right now!"

Liao Nanxing remained silent.

The card he gave Zhou Chunhua was a supplementary card to his credit card.

The card originally had a credit limit of 50,000, but because the elderly couple frequently went to the hospital, the limit was increased to 300,000.

He just did a rough calculation and realized that the 300,000 yuan credit limit should have been used up.

Zhou Chunhua is really aiming to divorce him! It seems that the 300,000 yuan is just the limit on the card, not Zhou Chunhua's limit.

He immediately reported the supplementary card as lost.

...

When the door to room 503 opened, it was already 1 a.m.

Zhou Chunhua had barely stepped into her home when she heard the familiar shouting and cursing.

"You still know how to come back..." Xu Xiuzhen was stunned when she stopped mid-sentence.

The woman who entered had her long hair tied back with a hairpin, wore an elegant knee-length embroidered dress, and sparkling high heels.

Looking upwards, beneath the exquisite makeup, lies a beautiful face that is both unfamiliar and familiar.

"Who are you……"

"Looks like the makeover was quite successful. It's just that my feet are a bit tired from not wearing high heels for so long."

He wiped his shoes, glanced at the two people sitting dumbfounded on the sofa, smiled contemptuously, and turned to go into the master bedroom.

As the door slammed shut and locked, Xu Xiuzhen, snapping out of her daze, belatedly rushed forward and began pounding on the door.

"Zhou Chunhua, get out here! Get out here! Who gave you permission to spend my son's money like this? Take those things back and return them right now! Otherwise, believe me, I'll break down the door and come in to slap you!"

"Go ahead and chop me! I'll call the police, and the neighbors will know that your son brought his mistress home to cheat on me and even abused me. I'm sure this explosive news will spread throughout your son's school in less than an hour."

"You..." Xu Xiuzhen was so angry that she almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

This house was built with funds raised by all the faculty and staff of the university, and the people living above, below, and to the sides are all faculty and staff of the university.

"Alright, Mom! It's getting late, go back to sleep." Liao Nanxing glanced at the bedroom door.

“But…that money…” Xu Xiuzhen was furious.

Su Mu's eyes darted around, and he stepped forward to help Xu Xiuzhen walk towards the bedroom.

"Mom, the doctor said you can't stay up late because of your illness. Let me help you to rest, and let Anan talk to her."

After the living room quieted down, Liao Nanxing stared blankly at the closed bedroom door, feeling somewhat dazed. In his mind, Zhou Chunhua should be crying and begging him to change his mind at this moment.

He couldn't understand how Zhou Chunhua, who had always been so weak, had suddenly become such a different person.

Especially after dressing up, Zhou Chunhua exuded a mature and charming aura, making her seem like a completely different person from the unkempt and slovenly Zhou Chunhua.

Liao Nanxing felt a tightness in her chest.

After a moment of distraction, he still stepped forward and gently knocked on the door: "I only make a little over 30,000 yuan a month. You maxed out your credit card. How am I supposed to pay it back?"

"You can afford to buy all of Su Mu's designer clothes, but you can't pay back what I spend? Liao Nanxing, I don't see anything wrong with me using our joint marital property. If you think there's a problem, call the police! By the way, I'll also ask how to get back the money you spent on her!"

Liao Nanxing felt a lump in his throat and turned back to his study.

He and Zhou Chunhua had already started sleeping in separate rooms the year their daughter was born.

He remembers that his daughter needed to drink milk every two and a half hours. Zhou Chunhua felt sorry for him and was afraid that he would not sleep well and it would affect his classes the next day, so she offered to take the child to sleep in the study herself.

He did find the child noisy, so he used the excuse of making it easier to work to move to the study.

Later, Zhou Chunhua stopped calling him back, so he was happy to take a break.

As for his physiological needs, he was able to meet them on his own at first.

After he met Mumu, whenever he wanted, he would go to Mumu's place for a while under the guise of a business trip.

Everything was fine at first.

With Zhou Chunhua taking care of him wholeheartedly at home, he didn't need to worry about anything at all.

The young and beautiful Mu Mu rekindled the passion he had felt in his youth.

However, these beautiful moments were inexplicably shattered three days ago.

He rubbed his temples and closed the study door.

As soon as I turned around, a warm and soft embrace enveloped me.

"Anan, Xiaoxiaomu missed you." She finally entered the place she had longed for day and night. She was eager to mark this place so that Zhou Chunhua, that old woman, would know that from now on, everything here, everything Liao Nanxing owned, belonged to her.

After a brief moment of passionate kissing, just as Su Mu was as soft as spring water, Liao Nanxing suddenly pushed her away from his embrace.

"You're tired, go to sleep early."

Su Mu was always obedient, and no matter how unwilling he was, he still nodded obediently.

...

late at night.

Some people toss and turn, unable to fall asleep; some are unwilling to close their eyes; some grit their teeth and wait for dawn; some snore loudly and have sweet dreams.

When her phone alarm went off at 5 a.m., Xu Xiuzhen jumped out of bed.

He threw off the covers and rushed to Zhou Chunhua's bedroom door.

Bang bang bang!