A delicate beauty takes a place in a marriage, while a cold, rough man seduces her every night.

After being released from prison, Chen Xiaomeng did not stay at home for more than a few days. She started visiting relatives and friends and making public appearances everywhere.

She first went back to her parents' home, and Chen Xiuying was so happy to see her daughter return that she wept tears of joy:

"My dearest daughter, you've finally overcome all your hardships! Your mother's pillar of support has returned!"

During the two months Chen Xiaomeng was in the detention center, a host of relatives and friends avoided her and distanced themselves from her. Only her mother, Chen Xiuying, visited her twice.

"Mom," Chen Xiaomeng cried, throwing herself into Chen Xiuying's arms, "I'm so sorry, it's all because of that bitch Qiao Qingyan. As long as she's around, I'll never have a good day."

Chen Xiuying, filled with indignation upon hearing this, echoed:

"That girl is heartless; she doesn't care about family at all. She's the only one who sent her own sister to prison. She's truly as venomous as a snake!"

Recalling the humiliation she and her son suffered when Qiao Ni visited last time, and Qiao Nianshan's series of actions in planning to leave money for his daughter, Chen Xiuying's anger surged, and she said through gritted teeth:

"I will never let that slut get away with this!"

After visiting her mother, Chen Xiaomeng bought some things and went to Nanping Village to visit her uncle, where she also spent a couple of days.

Actually, her relationship with her uncle and aunt was just so-so. She was only visiting them on the surface, but in reality, it was because Qiao Qingyan and Xiao Jingye lived in that village.

She was eager to see how the people who had caused her trouble were doing now, two months later.

I spent the day at my uncle's house, and in the evening, I took advantage of having dinner to go for a stroll under the pretext of digesting my food.

As they walked, they gradually arrived at the gate of the Xiao family compound.

Chen Xiaomeng hid behind a large locust tree, staring at the gate.

A moment later, the courtyard gate was pushed open from the inside. Zeng Yumei came out holding Duoduo's little hand. The two chatted and laughed as they walked towards Chun Ya's house.

The door was not fully closed, with a gap about the size of a palm.

After confirming that the two had gone far away and that no one was around, Chen Xiaomeng tiptoed to the gate.

Looking through the slightly ajar door, the courtyard was pitch black, except for a warm yellow light shining from the main room in the center.

Zeng Yumei's front door wasn't locked when she visited someone's house, which means Qiao Qingyan and Xiao Jingye should be home right now.

Chen Xiaomeng held her breath, and with curiosity, carefully and gently pushed open the wooden door, tiptoed into the yard.

She first moved to the door of the main room and found that the room was empty. Then, she hunched over, pressed herself against the wall, and quietly moved to the outside of the wooden window of the bedroom.

The night was still and windless; it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The bedroom windows were tightly closed, and the room was completely dark with no lights on.

Suddenly, a very clear woman's moaning sound came from inside the room.

Chen Xiaomeng froze, instinctively leaning closer to the windowsill, listening intently to the sounds inside.

inside the house.

Qiao Qingyan, dressed in pajamas, sat at the desk by the window, looking down at Xiao Jingye.

Her slender, white fingers reached out and grabbed his hair: "Xiao Jingye, the ground is cold, it will hurt your knees."

The man didn't respond, but merely lifted his eyelids slightly to admire her expression.

Qingyan's pretty face flushed: "Mom and Duoduo will be back in a little while..."

He grasped her pinkish-white foot with his large hand, tilted his head, and gently kissed the protrusion on her beautiful ankle bone.

The moment her lips, warm with breath, touched his, Qingyan flinched.

The man's pupils were deep and dark, and his indifferent gaze seemed to ignite a fire within her.

The heat spread from her bare ankles and shapely calves to her soft, voluptuous waist.

He gripped her ankle, his voice hoarse: "Wife, you smell so good."

"Where does it smell good?"

In the darkness, his handsome face was inexplicably alluring and sinister. She stared at him, slightly lost in thought, and unconsciously raised her hand, her fingers gently sliding down his high brow bone to the bridge of his nose.

So handsome, the kind of handsome that's arrogant.

Her nose is too high; it was poking her just now.

Xiao Jingye's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he casually bit her fingertip: "You smell wonderful."

Chen Xiaomeng, standing outside the window, covered her mouth, suppressing the shock in her heart.

She knew the two of them were at the desk inside the window. She could hear all the ambiguous sounds and conversations clearly.

She had been married to Jiang Runsheng for over a year, and had never enjoyed such a wonderful thing before.

Hearing Qiao Qingyan's soft moans, he was almost dying of jealousy.

In her past life, Xiao Jingye wouldn't even touch her, and she thought he was a germaphobe.

How come you're actually willing now...?

This completely overturned all her previous understanding.

Everything was silent, and the night grew even more tranquil.

Chen Xiaomeng observed all of this, her feet seemingly nailed to the spot, unwilling to move.

Soon, she heard Qiao Qingyan call out, but the sound stopped mid-air and disappeared.

Xiao Jingye's low laughter and lewd remarks drifted from inside. Qiao Qingyan, both embarrassed and annoyed, muttered softly, "You bastard."

Not long after, the wooden window next to the window began to tremble slightly.

Fine dust fell softly from the windowsill, settling all over Chen Xiaomeng.

"An earthquake?" she wondered to herself.

Immediately afterwards, a loud crashing sound of tables and chairs colliding came from inside the room.

What are these two doing...?

Chen Xiaomeng was completely taken aback, and countless questions welled up in her mind.

No way, isn't Xiao Jingye impotent?

Driven by curiosity and resentment, she bent down, picked up a thin stick from the ground, and carefully poked a small hole in the corner of the window paper. She couldn't wait to lean closer and peek inside.

The hole was small, limiting the view and allowing only a glimpse of scattered scenes inside the room, but it was enough for Chen Xiaomeng to piece together the whole picture.

In the shadows, she could make out the man's tall and strong figure.

Wow, Xiao Jingye has such a great physique!

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, lean and muscular build; his chest muscles were far more muscular than Jiang Runsheng's; his waist and abdomen were strong and powerful; and...

Chen Xiaomeng swallowed subconsciously, her heart pounding wildly, her eyes filled with shock and envy for Qiao Qingyan.

What a ferocious and tyrannical man!

How could this be? Why is everything so different from my past life?!

She had always thought Xiao Jingye was a useless coward, but she never expected him to be so physically strong.

The intimate and affectionate atmosphere inside the room pierced Chen Xiaomeng's eyes.

As she watched and listened, her heart felt as if it were being scratched repeatedly by countless tiny claws. A mix of bitterness, jealousy, resentment, and hunger churned within her, making her feel utterly miserable.

It turns out that Qiao Qingyan was eating so well, being pampered and doted on by Xiao Jingye.

She had naively thought that the two of them were just affectionate in public but distant in private, living the same cold life as her. Little did she know that the clown was herself.

The commotion inside the house continued for a long time, lasting for more than an hour without stopping.

Chen Xiaomeng squatted under the window and listened for more than an hour. Even when her legs went numb, she was unwilling to leave.

She was so jealous she gritted her teeth.

That bitch Qiao Qingyan always pretends to be so innocent, but behind the scenes she's a slutty and wanton woman!

She couldn't help but think resentfully, "Am I supposed to stay with that coward Jiang Runsheng for the rest of my life?"

She can't get a divorce, but youth only lasts a few years. As a woman, she can't even experience the slightest bit of a woman's happiness. That's just too tragic.

Chen Xiaomeng clenched her fists tightly. No, she was not willing to accept this!