Mo Rongrong was Liu Fugui's wife. This woman exuded a unique charm that was unforgettable. She was five years younger than Liu Fugui, and at the age of 30, she was at the peak of her beauty.

As midnight fell, all was quiet, as if the whole world had fallen asleep. Yet, Mo Rongrong was alone on the third floor, a delicate wine glass in her hand, filled with fragrant wine. She sat quietly by the French windows of the balcony, her eyes gazing unfocused at the clear liquid in the glass, her heart filled with endless unease.

Time flies, and Mo Rongrong and Liu Fugui have been married for almost ten years. Their child is already eight or nine years old, lively and adorable. Over the years, Mo Rongrong's daily life has been remarkably monotonous: she gets up early every day to prepare delicious meals for her husband; after sending her child to school, she goes to the gym to exercise or to the beauty salon to pamper herself.

At this moment, Mo Rongrong gazed at her beautiful face reflected in the wine glass, and couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke her cheek, murmuring to herself, "Am I really no longer beautiful? Why does he still go out to find other women?"

Three years ago, Mo Rongrong discovered Liu Fugui's extramarital affairs. The two had a big fight about it, but eventually reconciled. Mo Rongrong chose to be patient and tolerant because she considered that their young child needed a complete family.

But to her utter surprise, after that argument, Liu Fugui not only showed no sign of restraint, but instead became even more outrageous. Sometimes he would stay away from home for more than ten days or even half a month at a time, completely ignoring everything at home.

"Sigh..." Mo Rongrong sighed deeply, then tilted her head back and drank the wine in her glass in one gulp. Just then, she glanced downstairs and unexpectedly saw a familiar figure—Wang Hu.

At the same time, Wang Hu also looked up, his gaze fixed on the luxurious villa, and his eyes met Mo Rongrong's.

Wang Hu had never expected that such a charming woman would be hidden in the home of this man surnamed Liu! The woman was wearing a snow-white nightgown, a transparent lace style, through which one could vaguely see her graceful and alluring figure! Since it was late at night, the lights inside the house were brighter than outside, so Wang Hu could see the beautiful scene before him clearly.

The moment their eyes met, it was only for a brief instant, but Wang Hu realized the situation was inappropriate. After all, judging from the woman's attire, she was clearly preparing to go to bed. So, he turned to leave.

However, at that moment, something unexpected happened. With a soft sound, Mo Rongrong had quietly opened a small window beside her, and a gentle, melodious voice drifted into Wang Hu's ears: "Mr. Wang! Would you like to come up and have a drink with me?"

Wang Hu was slightly taken aback at first, then pointed at himself with a suspicious look and asked, "You...you mean you're inviting me?"

Mo Rongrong nodded gently and replied with a smile, "That's right! Mr. Wang, would you like to come up and have a drink with me?"

It's worth noting that Wang Hu is a renowned figure in this luxurious villa district. It's said he's incredibly generous, showering every woman in his life with affection, even going so far as to spend a fortune to buy each of them an incomparably luxurious villa.

Mo Rongrong is an avid exerciser who often chooses to jog in the villa area late at night.

Whenever she passed by the villa where Wang Hu lived, she would often hear passionate sounds coming from inside the house that made her blush and her heart race.

In that instant, when her eyes met Wang Hu's, time seemed to stand still. His strikingly handsome face, like a magnet, drew her gaze, making her heart race uncontrollably. An inexplicable attraction surged through her like a tidal wave, and, almost imperceptibly, a bold idea took root in her mind—to invite this handsome man to her home for drinks and merriment!

Faced with such a beautiful woman's enthusiastic invitation, Wang Hu naturally wouldn't feign modesty or hesitate to refuse. He simply smiled confidently and charmingly, and without hesitation strode towards the villa's gate.

However, to his surprise, when he gently pushed the seemingly closed door, he found that it opened easily: "It wasn't locked?" This small detail made him a little suspicious, but it was quickly overshadowed by the wonderful time that was about to come.

Upon entering the villa, Wang Hu paused briefly, looking around. The spacious and bright hall was elegantly and exquisitely decorated, exuding a faint fragrance. He stood quietly waiting, and soon, a series of crisp footsteps approached from afar.

Following the sound, Wang Hu saw Mo Rongrong wearing a loose nightgown and pink slippers, slowly descending the stairs. As he got closer, Wang Hu could see her more clearly; the alluring figure faintly visible beneath the thin fabric of her dress stirred his imagination.

Although Wang Hu was a seasoned veteran with extensive experience, the sensual scene before him still made him involuntarily swallow hard. The slight movement in his throat, though subtle, did not escape Mo Rongrong's keen observation.

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