“Your cousin has a w0man on the side,” Fangfang said through sobs, her voice choking.
This confirmed my suspicion that he had gone out tonight to meet her. To think he was already cheating before marriage—it was utterly unacceptable.
“Sister-in-law, don’t cry. If you don’t want to live like this, then don’t marry him,” I said after a moment’s thought.
Fangfang was so beautiful; any man who possessed her would cherish her deeply. How could my cousin eat from the bowl while eyeing the pot?
“Xiao Nan, my family owes your cousin two million. If we separate, how could we ever repay it?” Fangfang continued, her face full of grievance.
This reminded me of what my cousin had said about settling her father’s gambling debts—using it as leverage to make her his wife. What was he plotting? Did he intend to keep her hidden at home while fooling around outside?
Anger surged within me. I grabbed my car keys. “Sister-in-law, I know the address. Tonight, I’ll take you to catch them in the act!”
“W-what?” Fangfang’s expression changed.
“Even if he plans to abandon you later, this will be evidence!” I insisted.
“Xiao Nan, are you truly willing to help me?” She looked at me incredulously, then added, “Jiahao is your cousin, after all. You wouldn’t really go, would you?”
“He has been good to me, sister-in-law, but his character disappoints me deeply. Rest assured, I will stand up for you!” I declared firmly. A person’s integrity mattered more than anything; even if he was family, I could not let him act so disgracefully.
“Mm.” Fangfang nodded heavily.
Seeing her agree, I quickly drove her away from home, heading straight for the address.
I had overheard it clearly outside the bridal boutique. Familiar with Shanghai, I soon reached Blue Sky Community and pulled into the compound.
“Is Jiahao really here?” Fangfang asked tensely, her voice trembling with agitation.
“Yes, second floor of that building ahead,” I nodded slightly and parked the car.
At my words, Fangfang fell silent. As I opened the door to get out, she suddenly grabbed my arm.
“Xiao Nan, maybe we should forget it. I don’t want to embarrass Jiahao—or myself. Shall we just go home?” She looked at me almost pleadingly, making me feel even sorrier for her.
Lin Jiahao, you b*stard—having such a wonderful w0man as your wife, yet keeping a mistress. How despicable!
Fury boiled inside me. I gritted my teeth. “Sister-in-law, if he divorces you later, you’ll be left with nothing. Enduring this will only bring lifelong suffering. Are you truly willing to swallow such humiliation?”
“B-but what then? If we confront him now, he’ll lose all face, and the wedding will surely be ruined,” she said hurriedly.
This stumped me. I had nearly forgotten they were about to marry. Catching him at this critical moment would make everything spiral horribly—yet ignoring it meant pretending his infidelity never happened. Could we really let him get away with it?
I fell silent, and so did Fangfang. After a few minutes, I took a deep breath.
“Sister-in-law, I’ll go up alone. I know how to handle this.”
“Ah? You’re still going? How?” Fangfang’s m0uth fell half-open in shock.
“Of course I won’t knock directly. The floor isn’t high—I’ll climb to the balcony and see what he’s doing. If it’s not what we think, all the better. But if he really is messing around, I’ll record it as proof. With this evidence, you’ll be protected if anything happens later.”
“Mm… but Xiao Nan, please be careful,” Fangfang said, tightly grasping my hand.
Her touch warmed my heart. For some reason, I felt even more drawn to her—not just for her youth and beauty, but for her gentle, yielding nature that left me defenseless.
After getting out, I went to a drainpipe at the side of the building, looked up at the second-floor balcony, rubbed my hands together, and began climbing.
A few minutes later, I vaulted onto the balcony. Fangfang anxiously wound down the car window, watching me and glancing around the compound.
I signaled her to relax, then crouched by the window and peered inside.
One glance, and my eyes widened; my pulse raced.
My cousin stood there in flowery boxers, his potbelly comical. He sprayed perfume under his arms from his bag, then lit a cigarette.
Just him alone?
I frowned, shifting my gaze—and then started as the bathroom door opened. A young w0man in a black lace nightdress emerged.
She was sensual and alluring, long hair cascading to her wa!st, her full b00bs impressive. The short hem revealed plump, fair thighs.
“Baby, I’ve been dying waiting for you!”
Overjoyed, my cousin stubbed out his cigarette, pulled her into his arms, and k!ssed her wildly, his rough hands roaming freely.
Swallowing hard, I forced myself calm, took out my phone, and began recording.
“Brother Lin, don’t rush… slow down, slow down!” the young w0man blushed, biting her lip, her words utterly seductive.
“I can’t wait anymore. Coming to Shanghai this time was just to see you, heh heh!” He eagerly pushed her onto the bed and pressed his heavy b0dy atop her.
“Don’t you have a fiancée? Why so desperate? You’re awful!” She squirmed beneath him.
“She can’t satisfy me. Tonight I’ll show you how good I am!” As he spoke, he hiked up her skirt and pressed himself against her.
Holy sh*t!
I lost all composure—this was live. It stirred me physically. Watching him frantically claim her, heat flared in my groin; I stared wide-eyed, afraid to miss a thing.
“Let me teach you a lesson!”
“N-no, not so fast!”
“Heh heh, my darling, you’re so tender and juicy!”
bruh mc is giving mad cu*k vibes.
It’ll be more like those k0rean p0nhuas, as far as I can tell.