She raised her eyes sharply, her gaze like a knife, and confirmed with absolute certainty: "Of course it's him! How could I be wrong about this?"
The knot in my chest turned into a dull sigh: "He... doesn't admit it, right?"
"You men...are you all so despicable at heart?"
I shrank back at the hatred in her eyes, avoided her gaze in embarrassment, and whispered in defense: "Once the seed of doubt is planted... it will take root and sprout, and grow wildly into a vine."
She let out a very contemptuous "humph" from her nose, full of sarcasm: "He didn't say it explicitly. But the way he treated the child was... like looking at an object of unknown origin. He was suspicious, but I knew it very well!"
"Do a DNA test and it'll be clear." I tried to give a seemingly simple solution.
"I forced him to do it!" Her voice suddenly rose, filled with despair, and then sank again, leaving only endless fatigue and coldness. "He refused to go no matter what. Later I understood... From the moment I agreed to him, our relationship was over in his eyes. He treated me as a tool, gave me to others to use, and after using me, he still complained... that I was dirty."
My throat tightened and I asked the cruel but unavoidable question: "So what did you get in return for your 'sacrifice'?"
She pulled the corners of her mouth, revealing a cold, almost cruel smile, and said in a voice as indifferent as if she was reporting the weather forecast: "He got what he wanted. He was promoted not long after, and now... he is also a respectable manager."
I pulled my penis away from her chest as if I were scalded - it seemed a bit dirty and inappropriate to take advantage of her at this moment.
"Then why do you still go with him?" I asked with deep doubt.
Her face was calm and her voice was as still as a pool of stagnant water: "The sky is as dark as a crow. Change one? I'm too lazy to bet on the difference in a man's background."
"One leaf blinds you." I tried to retort, "Men are not always... all scum."
A faint, almost nihilistic sneer flashed across her face. "Take humanity as a bet? You've already lost before you even get on the table. But..." She paused, a strange, cold light flashed across her eyes. "Through this incident, I have realized a truth - my body itself is a weapon. A weapon that can get me what I want... a good weapon."
I was shocked and asked in disbelief, "He... can really turn a blind eye?"
"Him?" A very light sneer escaped from her nose, like a dust being shaken off. "We have long become strangers living under the same roof. He does his own thing, and I do mine. We keep to ourselves and do not interfere with each other, and we... live in peace."
Home! It should be a safe haven, a place for the soul to rest. But in her cold house, it was just an empty shell, a cage of bricks, tiles and cement. I finally understood the deep desolation and despair behind her previous words "Life is so boring".
She caught my long silence, and there was a barely perceptible tension in her voice: "Do you... look down on me?"
I shook my head slowly, my voice low and clear: "No."
"Aren't you afraid?" Her eyes became sharp, as if she wanted to pierce through my disguise. "Are you not afraid that I am just using you?"
"Don't be afraid." I met her gaze, even with a little self-mockery, "That at least shows that I am still useful."
The corners of her lips trembled slightly, and she pressed on: "Then... have you ever thought of using me?"
My head tightened, and I felt a little nervous, so I played hard to get and said, "Why didn't you think about it? I'm just using you."
"Oh," she laughed briefly, her emotions unrecognizable, "You're honest."
With a bit of arrogance, I thrust my penis under her clothes, covered the softness of her body with my hot palm, and said in a hoarse voice: "Does this count as exploitation?"
I could feel her body trembling slightly and a suppressed itch from my fingertips. She smiled and pushed me hard: "Guan Hongjun! Calling you a rogue is a compliment to you. You are nothing but a scoundrel!"
When the car carrying Lu Yuting and me passed the gate of the military sub-district, the guards with live ammunition looked sharp. After confirming the license plate, they gave a standard military salute with neat movements and unquestionable respect.
This black car with a special military license plate did not even need to slow down. With just a light touch of the accelerator, it slid into this restricted area that ordinary people could hardly enter as quietly as a swimming fish.
Soon, the car stopped in front of an old-fashioned single-family villa covered with traces of time. This is the military division cadre rest home, where Hu Haiyang temporarily lives.
I couldn't help thinking: what a great recluse in the city. In this deep forbidden area, Hu Haiyang could openly build his own paradise and spend time with Feng Zi without anyone disturbing him.
The driver got in the car quickly and respectfully opened the door for Lu Yuting and me. Almost at the same time, Feng Zi appeared on the steps. She came to greet us with a light step, a perfect smile on her face, and a familiar and sweet voice: "Oh, County Magistrate Guan, you are so honored to have you here."
I clasped my fists in response and glanced at her: "Sister-in-law, you are too polite. Mayor Hu...?"
"I just came back. After I called you to urge you to come over, I went upstairs to take a shower." Feng Zi explained with a smile and led us inside.
I nodded slightly, and my eyes stayed on her for a moment without leaving any trace. Feng Zi was not the kind of stunning beauty, but there was a natural charm in her every move, and her eyes were full of ripples, like the swaying spring light, which was indeed not something an ordinary man could resist.
Following her into the villa, the furnishings inside are slightly old, showing traces of time, but they do not in the least impair the ingrained solemnity and majesty that belongs to the core of power.
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