But just yesterday, Zhou Yun smelled the perfume on his clothes again.
Once the seed of doubt is planted, it will grow into a towering tree.
After work today, Zhou Yun deliberately went home early. The house was unusually quiet; Sister Sun wasn't home, Dai Xueyi's clothes were on the sofa, and strange noises came from upstairs.
Zhou Yun frowned and quietly went upstairs. As soon as she approached the door of the master bedroom, she saw Sister Sun, whom she considered honest and simple, throwing herself into Dai Xueyi's arms.
The two were pulling and tugging at each other. The door was half open, and Dai Xueyi caught a glimpse of Zhou Yun's face. He cried out in alarm:
"Wife, come save me!"
Zhou Yun was stunned. What kind of lines were those?
She thought Dai Xueyi was going to push Sister Sun away, and looked at her with a frightened expression, saying that she couldn't control herself and had a relationship with Sister Sun.
As it turned out, Dai Xueyi was actually calling for help!
The heart-wrenching screams aroused Zhou Yun's sympathy. She quickly grabbed a shovel from the side and slapped Sister Sun on the back of the head.
Sun Xiulan was stunned by the camera. She turned around blankly and saw some liquid flowing down the back of her head. She reached out and touched it; her hand was red.
"Blood! Blood!"
Zhou Yun stared at them coldly and asked in a deep voice, "What are you two doing?"
Dai Xueyi tried to push her away, but Sun Xiulan grabbed his leg and said, "Comrade Zhou, don't blame Comrade Dai. We couldn't help ourselves. He just wanted to hug me and take off my clothes. I didn't expect you to come back."
Zhou Yun was even angrier after hearing this. She and Dai Xueyi had a solid emotional foundation and had been married for many years. Their relationship had always been good. Who would have thought that, nearing fifty, Dai Xueyi would stumble over a woman?
Zhou Yun couldn't understand why Dai Xueyi, with his status, would choose to have an affair with any woman he wanted, so why would he fall for Sun Xiulan, a nanny who smelled like scallions?
Sun Xiulan is almost fifty years old. Her hair is always messy, her face is dark and freckled, and she is not particularly attractive.
When Dai Xueyi saw that she actually believed him, he was so angry that he almost whipped her with his belt! After being married for so many years, didn't she know what kind of person he was?
He's a man, and he's never said anything mushy. But in an old married couple like this, if he hadn't acknowledged Zhou Yun as his wife, would he have stayed with her all these years? Would he have been able to stay out of the spotlight?
"Zhou Yun! Don't get any ideas. I, Dai Xueyi, swear to God that I have absolutely nothing to do with this Sun Xiulan! I've been working overtime for two days and was just about to take off my clothes to shower when this woman burst in and started pulling and tugging at me!"
Dai Xueyi was furious; his angry expression seemed genuine. Zhou Yun frowned and looked at Sun Xiulan.
Sun Xiulan, feeling the gaze from her, lowered her eyes and whispered:
“Comrade Dai, how can you turn your back on me like this? Last time when you were taking a shower, you said you loved me, that I could cook, that I was virtuous, and that I could give you a sense of home. You even said that Comrade Zhou couldn’t do anything and was far inferior to me.”
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