Ye Qingqing retorted, "You're not old now. If you dress yourself up nicely, romance will naturally fall into your lap. To be honest, if I were a man, I wouldn't even look at you with that image of yours before. I wouldn't feel any attraction at all!"

“That’s right. Men have always been visual creatures, whether they’re PhDs or farmers. It’s their nature. It has nothing to do with knowledge or cultivation. Otherwise, why do older men like to marry young and beautiful women? Because that’s their taste.” Song Hongye said with a cold laugh, sounding rather cynical.

"We can't generalize. There are still good men out there. My husband, Xi Murong, is alright." Qian Manduo disagreed; she was quite satisfied with her husband.

Ye Qingqing chimed in, "My Lu Mo is great too. Hongye, you're generalizing. Is your husband, Lao Du, having an affair?"

Song Hongye's expression changed, and she gritted her teeth and cursed, "When has he ever been innocent? He's never been clean. I was out of my mind back then. I knew that bastard was not someone I could keep, but I still jumped into the fire in a moment of impulse."

The conversation suddenly turned to Song Hongye, who seemed to have been holding it in for a long time and couldn't help but pour out her grievances.

"They were relatively well-behaved during the first year of our marriage. But when I was pregnant with our first child, things started to go wrong. My clothes were clean, but there was always a perfume smell on them. I don't use perfume, so who else could that perfume be but some random woman's? Besides that slut Sun Yurong, I also saw a lot of signed text messages, haha..."

Song Hongye sneered, "I really thought it was a message from the mobile company, but one day I opened it and found it was full of flirtatious text messages from women. One vixen even called him 'husband,' and they were all asking him out to dinner. Once, they even called his home. Du Peiran thought I didn't know and pretended to be on the phone with that vixen. Damn it, I wanted to smash that bastard to death with a hammer!"

If it weren't for the two children, Song Hongye would have really killed Du Peiran.

She was a surgeon, quite skilled with a scalpel, and could kill Du Peiran in a matter of minutes. But that bastard was really good to the children. No matter how busy he was, he would always make time to play with them. The two children were also close to Du Peiran, especially the daughter, who had a deep bond with her father. Song Hongye was both angry and jealous.

Her child, whom she raised with such care and effort, isn't close to her, but is close to that bastard. They're all ungrateful wretches.

"How can you still tolerate this? Who is that vixen? Could it be Sun Yurong?" Lu Ziqun was also angry. She and Song Hongye had always been very close, although their relationship had cooled down a bit in the middle, but they still kept in touch frequently, so their feelings for each other were naturally deeper.

Song Hongye shook her head. "No, that bitch might want to, but Du Peiran doesn't have the guts. And it's not a fixed one; she changes every few days. They're probably Du Peiran's female clients. I don't know them. Du Peiran told me it's just a fling and he won't go all the way. Humph, who believes him? I'm not a three-year-old."

"He's definitely lying to you. How could a man not cheat? It's practically offered to him, how could Du Peiran not take a bite? Besides, Du Peiran wasn't very discreet when he was in college. He's had countless relationships. Hongye, you can't let your guard down," Lu Ziqun warned.

Song Hongye nodded, "I know. I only manage the money now. The house and savings are all in my hands. Fortunately, my parents-in-law help me and don't let Du Peiran manage the money. Moreover, I am the legal representative of the company. To be honest, I'm not getting a divorce because of my parents-in-law and the two children. Otherwise, I would have kicked that bastard out long ago."