Chapter 10

Looking at his wife, who seemed rather pitiful, Han An asked, “Besides what happened on Fangji Island, have you experienced anything similar, or anything even worse?”

“No, that was the only time, and I was wearing a swimsuit.”

“I hope what you’re saying is true, otherwise you might be disappointed.”

“Honey, I don’t understand what you mean.”

“You’ll understand someday,” Han An said. “It’s getting cold, go inside.”

“I want to sleep with my mom tonight.”

“I don’t want to be alone in an empty bed.”

“I mainly want to chat with my mom, since we haven’t seen each other in so long,” Bai Jing said, taking her husband’s arm. “Honey, once we get back to Shenzhen, I can sleep with you every night. What’s one or two nights more important?”

Han An didn’t care about whether he could sleep with his wife; he cared about whether he could examine her body.

Han An always felt that there were other traces on his wife that were related to infidelity.

The marks on his wrists only indicate that he was tied up, but his wife says they were left from playing an escape room game.

We’ll find out whether this explanation is true or false when we go to the city center tomorrow.

If other traces are found on his wife, then it will be very difficult to explain her.

After thinking it over, Han An said, “Of course, no problem.”

“Thank you, honey! You’re so understanding!”

As she spoke, Bai Jing, standing on tiptoe, immediately kissed her husband’s lips.

“I haven’t finished speaking yet,” Han An said. “I’m fine with being alone in this empty bed tonight, but you have to keep me company first.”

“Aren’t I with you right now?”

“That’s not what I want. You’ll find out soon enough.”

After taking his wife’s hand, Han An and his wife went downstairs together.

After leading his wife into the room, Han An locked the door and turned on the light.

Bai Jing naturally knew what her husband wanted, but because she didn’t want him to notice anything amiss, she seemed a little hesitant.

She was the kind of woman who was very gentle and rarely refused her husband’s requests, so she sat down on the edge of the bed with a mix of reluctance and acceptance.

Taking advantage of his height, Han An’s gaze fell on his wife’s open neckline.

Looking at those voluptuous figures that countless men had fantasized about, Han An swallowed hard and asked, “Wife, are you tired?”

“A little,” Bai Jing paused, then asked, “Should we talk about it tomorrow?”

“Since you’re tired, then hand over all the initiative to me.”

“Honey, turn off the light, I’m shy.”

“What part of your body haven’t I seen? Why are you shy?”

“After all, it’s not our home!”

“This is our home too.”

“It’s different,” Bai Jing said, propping herself up on the bed with both hands. “Anyway, you should turn off the light, otherwise I’ll feel like someone is watching me.”

“Your mother doesn’t have that hobby.”

“It’s not my mom, it’s someone else.”

“Is there?”

“I have this kind of illusion, and it makes me very uncomfortable.”

If the lights were turned off, wouldn’t we be unable to see anything? So Han An didn’t turn off the lights.

After pressing his fingertips against his wife’s forehead, Han An pushed her forward slightly.

With that push, the somewhat delicate Bai Jing lay back on the bed.

After a moment of tenderness, Han An lifted his wife’s skirt.

Noticing that his wife had her legs tightly pressed together, as if she didn’t want her pantyhose to be taken off, Han An immediately used his strength to pull both of her pantyhose down to her knees in one go.

When he saw what was happening in front of him, he was so frightened that he immediately stood up.

Because there was a five-centimeter-long scratch on the inside of his wife’s left thigh!

“What…what’s going on?!”

“You mean this scar?” Bai Jing asked, sounding a little nervous but trying to appear calm. “I scratched it myself. The night before last, I was sleeping at the inn, wearing only my underwear on my lower body, and I got bitten by one of those really venomous mosquitoes. I had just trimmed my nails during the day, and they weren’t very smooth, so when I scratched them, this is what happened. But it’s okay, it’s already scabbed over, and once the scab falls off, you won’t be able to see the scar anymore.”

As she finished speaking, Bai Jing, her face flushed, covered her fertile area with her hand.

Han An still didn’t believe his wife’s explanation.

He felt that his wife was being held captive by her lover, and that the lover had forced himself on her.

During this process, his wife probably struggled, which is why her lover left scratches on her thigh.

Unfortunately, there was no concrete evidence, otherwise Han An would have definitely silenced his wife.

“Honey,” Bai Jing asked, her voice unusually soft and alluring, “do you want some?”

“Go keep your mom company, I’m not in the mood.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m so tired.”

“Then you should get some rest tonight, and I’ll come over to keep you company tomorrow morning.”

“Um.”

After getting dressed, Bai Jing kissed her husband’s cheek before leaving.

After his wife left, Han An, feeling somewhat agitated, sat down on the edge of the bed.

For Han An, he originally thought he had married the most virtuous woman in the world, but now it seems that this is not the case.

For the past two years, Han An had been worried that his wife would be kidnapped because she was beautiful and had a good figure.

Later, because his wife was exceptionally well-behaved and never had any scandals with other men, Han An gradually gave up on such thoughts. He felt that a woman’s likelihood of cheating was not directly proportional to her looks or figure.

It is precisely because of this understanding that Han An feels particularly at ease with his wife.

So even if his wife occasionally goes out alone, Han An doesn’t overthink things.

As for the occasional solo trips back to Lijiang in recent years, Han An has no wild thoughts.

However, because he had never inquired about his wife’s romantic history and did not know whether she had had boyfriends before they got together, Han An was really afraid that when his wife came home alone, she was having a secret rendezvous with her ex, her ex-ex-ex, or even her ex-ex-ex-boyfriend.

After all, his wife is so beautiful, she must have had many men pursuing her before, right?

The more Han An thought about it, the more he felt like he was going crazy.

He originally intended to focus all his energy on the branch store, for which he hadn’t even chosen a location yet, but now it seems he has to put his focus on investigating whether his wife is having an affair!

Han An was startled when his phone suddenly rang.

Seeing that it was Bai Qin calling, Han An really didn’t want to answer.

But thinking that he could learn about his wife’s love history through Bai Qin, Han An still chose to answer the call.