If it weren't for some trouble in his business, that day he was in a bad mood, drank a little at the club, got a bit tipsy, and then this woman came up to hit on him. Somehow, the two of them ended up at a hotel, and then the affair started.
To him, it was nothing but a minor episode in his life—just fooling around, throw her some cash, and that's that. Who would have thought this woman in front of him, so fake and pretentious, would actually fantasize about having feelings for him, always bringing up his wife, hinting that the one at home was just an old hag.
Ha! Who does she think she is? Where does she get the nerve to compare herself to his wife?
Xu Wei sneered to himself.
The last year, he barely had any feelings left for his wife, and she probably felt the same about him. But they're married; until they divorce, they're a family.
Who the hell does this whore think she is to judge?
