Web of Deceit: An Emotional Labyrinth in the Workplace

Years ago, I flirted with a married female colleague in the office using a fake account.


The colleague agreed to meet with me, but I accidentally revealed my identity and was confronted on the spot.


The atmosphere was extremely awkward; it felt as if the air had solidified.


I was so ashamed that I wished I could disappear into the ground.


I tried to argue, but in my excitement, it turned into a confession of love.


My first job was with two beautiful colleagues in one office.


Li Xiaoya, thirty years old, single, sweet-looking, and with an impressive figure, but very cunning.


I met her in a cycling group during my graduate studies, and she introduced me to this design institute.


Song Lin, thirty-five years old, with delicate and enduring features, a tall and well-proportioned figure, especially her long legs in high heels, walking with a twist that was elegant and energetic.


Song Lin came from a good family; her husband was said to be the founder of a listed company, and she had a nine-year-old son.


Song Lin was the kind of woman who cared about her family, giving off a mature and intellectual aura.


She clocked in and out on time every day, and her conversations were always about her husband and children.


If there was a common point between these two women, it was their strong personalities and gossipy nature.


I, being new to the job, was like a nobody to them, easily manipulated.


At first, I was well-behaved and didn’t dare to have any improper thoughts about them.


As a newcomer in the workplace, I was busy all day and had no time for romance.


However, both women seemed to think I had a problem with the other.


Perhaps because I got along well with both, it led to misunderstandings.


Li Xiaoya and Song Lin were in competition; there was an opening for a deputy position in the department, and both wanted it.


Although they both tried to win me over, I didn’t dare to take sides, carefully maintaining a balance.


Li Xiaoya was a typical self-interested person, good at calculating and hard to get close to.


Song Lin was a cold beauty, prone to anger, and not easy to get along with.


One time, after Song Lin left the office, Li Xiaoya closed the door quietly, covered her mouth and laughed, saying: “Sister Lin was sitting across from you with her legs up earlier, and from your angle, you could see everything. Did you see it?”


Today, Song Lin was dressed a bit more revealingly, but I didn’t dare to comment and quickly shook my head.


Li Xiaoya didn’t believe me and pouted, saying: “Just pretend, Sister Lin definitely has an interest in you. Where did you two go last time you were out alone?”


I denied it, saying: “Sister, don’t talk nonsense, or Sister Lin’s husband will kill me.”


Li Xiaoya laughed and said: “You used to be a player, flirting with me and other female cyclists in the group at the same time, quite bold.”


My face turned red, and I scratched my head, saying: “At that time, I just joined the group, reckless and unaware of the depth, chatting with you guys casually, thinking if any of you took a liking to me, I would just be with her.”


Li Xiaoya spat and said: “Shameless.”


I was submissive and kept explaining, not daring to say a wrong word.


I knew Li Xiaoya’s character; if I hesitated at all, gossip would spread throughout the unit.


I disliked such a woman and could only keep her at a distance.


At that moment, Li Xiaoya suddenly came closer to me, whispered in my ear, and said: “Chen Yifan, from my observation, you really can win over Sister Lin and experience the charm of a mature woman.”


I stared at her, too shocked to speak.


On Song Lin’s side, she thought I had an unusual relationship with Li Xiaoya.


After all, it was no secret that I got the job because of Li Xiaoya’s introduction.


One time, when Li Xiaoya went on a trip, she brought a bag of local specialties for me and Song Lin.


I was busy with work and left the gift on the table.


At noon, Li Xiaoya suddenly slapped her forehead and said: “Ah, I forgot to bring something for someone in the other department… Chen Yifan, you like reading, I’ll trade you a book for your specialty.”


The woman didn’t wait for my response and took the specialty to give to someone else, leaving behind a dusty reference book.


Song Lin saw Li Xiaoya leave and came over, frowning, and said: “Chen Yifan, this is really not me gossiping, you must have a special relationship with Li Xiaoya.”


I was speechless and explained: “How do I have a special relationship with Li Xiaoya? Where does it show?”


Song Lin said: “Li Xiaoya’s behavior is very abnormal. She shouldn’t take back the gift she gave you and give it to another colleague… With her EQ, she wouldn’t do this. The only possibility is that she doesn’t treat you as an outsider; the details reveal your unusual relationship.”


I hurriedly explained: “Li Xiaoya is clearly too disrespectful.”


The workplace is a江湖, it’s really big and speechless.


The work at the design institute is busy for a while and idle for a while.


When people are idle, the hormones in the blood become restless.


I am in the prime of life, fond of fantasy, and the mature and intellectual Song Lin has become the object of my fantasy.


Song Lin and Li Xiaoya are usually busy with their own things and hardly talk to each other, tacitly competing.


Although Song Lin occasionally chats with me, most of the time she is cold.


Li Xiaoya is quite talkative and can chat with me for a whole morning, then drags me to the canteen for lunch.


Song Lin sees this and thinks I am on Li Xiaoya’s side, and her attitude towards me becomes colder and colder.


One time, when Li Xiaoya was not around, Song Lin, with a stern face, said to me: “If you chat, can you go outside and chat, do you still let people work?”


I was stunned, and after realizing it, I hurriedly apologized, saying: “I will pay attention next time.”


Song Lin snorted, threw the file bag on the table, and turned away.


After this incident, perhaps out of worry and guilt, Song Lin’s figure always appeared in my mind, driving it away.


The longer it went on, the more I realized that I seemed to like this woman.


Song Lin is mature, intellectual, and elegant, a real treasure, and the more I look, the more I like her.


People are really strange animals; even though the other party dislikes themselves, they can’t help but fall deeper.


In the office, every time Song Lin walks gracefully around me, I fall into a state of reverie, unable to extricate myself.


Especially, smelling the fragrance left by the woman and looking at her graceful and beautiful figure, my heart is like being covered with ants, itching badly.


As a result, my mind is full of various fantasies about her, and I can’t concentrate on work at all.


Although Song Lin is a married woman with a family, I don’t have much of a sense of guilt morally.


The sense of morality must be inversely proportional to hormones.


However, I am the kind of person with big desires, small courage, and very thin face, at most staring at her Moments photos and fantasizing, and I dare not make any excessive moves in reality.


During the sage’s time, I despise my own filth and should not think about a married woman.


The office has four workstations; Song Lin was originally quite far from me, but after the office was renovated and filing cabinets were added, she moved to sit opposite me.


I can enjoy the woman’s delicate face and the proud career line that is inadvertently revealed at close range just by looking up.


Sometimes the whole day, my inner morality and filth are in a tug-of-war, who can stand it?


Most of the time, filth takes the upper hand, and I personally stand up, looking for a better angle to observe the woman’s career line.


I try to act as if nothing happened, but once I see the target that is half-hidden and half-seen, my eyes are straight.


Once, Song Lin looked up unconsciously and looked at me, hurriedly covered her collar with her hand, and gave me a stern look.


That day, Song Lin set up a book wall between our desks to prevent my prying eyes.


I was so ashamed, I was a person with big desires, small courage, and a very thin face.


Now, Song Lin must regard me as a pervert and a dirty man.


In a moment, I fell into an ice cave, and the evil thoughts about women were gone, and I didn’t dare to look at her directly for a long time.


Song Lin is a strong woman at work, often arguing with customers on the phone, and her speaking speed is extremely fast, which makes my head buzz.


I have a lot of work with Song Lin, and I don’t know if she is dissatisfied with my work or making trouble, she either throws files or yells at me.


Li Xiaoya couldn’t stand it and came over to persuade a few words, saying: “What’s the matter with you two, weren’t you good before? Chen Yifan, where did you provoke Sister Lin, and you should pay more attention?”


As a result, Song Lin scolded me more fiercely.


Gradually, I became disgusted with this woman and once thought about applying to the leader to change the office.


I guess the other party is also eager for me to move away from her as soon as possible.


This tense relationship changed subtly after a business trip.


Once, Song Lin and I went to a project in Guangdong on a business trip.


Song Lin complained all the way on the plane, saying that the leader only notified her of the business trip the night before, and the trip was too hasty, which was purely tossing people around.


Originally, this trip was for me and the department manager to go, but the manager’s child was sick, and he couldn’t get away from the hospital, so Song Lin was notified to accompany me at the last minute.


Song Lin was very depressed, saying that she didn’t sleep all night after hearing from the leader that she had to go on a business trip, and she had to run to the airport at five in the morning.


As a result, she was in a hurry and forgot her ID card.


Fortunately, she was able to board the plane in time after getting a temporary ID at Daxing Airport.


We went directly to the customer’s office by taxi to have a meeting and finalize the project.


After finishing the matter, it was almost four or five o’clock in the afternoon.


We checked in at the hotel with our luggage, and Song Lin, because she didn’t have her ID, the front desk staff were particularly persistent, asking her to go to the nearby police station to issue a certificate before they would check her in.


Song Lin talked with the front desk for a long time, asking: “Isn’t the temporary ID from the airport okay? Isn’t the electronic ID okay?”


As a result, the front desk was stubborn, saying it wouldn’t work.


I said I would open another room with my ID, but they said it wouldn’t work either.


At this time, the customer called us to have dinner, so we went to the restaurant first.


But halfway through the meal, Song Lin got up, toasted everyone with a glass of wine, and said she had to catch the plane back that night.


So I helped Song Lin carry her suitcase downstairs and sent her off in a taxi.


Later in the evening, I drank a lot with the customer and then went to drink sugar water.


In the middle of the night, I was dizzy and about to rest when the phone rang. It was Song Lin calling.


She said she was at the hotel entrance and asked me to come down.


I was confused and didn’t react for a while. Wasn’t she supposed to have flown back in the evening?


I went downstairs to the hotel lobby and saw Song Lin sitting in the lounge area, looking very depressed, and hurriedly asked, “What’s going on?”


Song Lin sighed and said, “All flights were canceled due to weather, so I had to come back to you.”


I was also in a dilemma. She definitely couldn’t check in without her ID.


Song Lin was silent for a while, bit her lip, and asked, “Chen Yifan, is your room a standard room?”


I nodded, wanting to say something but hesitating, looking at her doubtfully.


Song Lin responded, and sat there without saying anything more.


I thought about it and said, “Sister Lin, how about this, I’ll give you the room, and later I’ll try to book another room at a nearby hotel.”


Sister Lin looked at me, with a trace of gratitude in her eyes, and said, “Is that okay?”


I said, “I don’t know, I’ll try later, if not, I’ll find a bathhouse to sleep in the lobby for the night.”


So, I took the woman to my room and started packing my luggage.


Song Lin said with some worry, “You’ve had a lot to drink, and it’s raining heavily outside. Why don’t you drink some tea to sober up before you go?” I thought it was a good idea, so I made a pot of single bush tea given by the customer and sat across from Song Lin, drinking it slowly.


Song Lin opened up and talked about work and family, and as she talked, she wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, seemingly having some issues with her husband.


I said, “Sister Lin, your husband is a founder of a listed company, it’s amazing.”


Song Lin’s face darkened and she said, “He is just one of the founders, and the least hardworking one.”


I had too much to drink, my stomach was churning, and my head was dizzy, leaning on the chair listening to the woman’s words, as if listening to a chant, collapsing there and dozing off, and later I don’t remember what she said.


The next day, I woke up naturally and found Sister Lin sleeping next to me.


The woman was lying on her side, looking at me with her eyes open, her hair covering half of her face, looking particularly charming.


I also looked at her, our eyes intertwined, and neither of us spoke for a while.


After a while, Song Lin said in a threatening tone, “Chen Yifan, if you dare to say a word about today’s affairs, I will tear your mouth apart.”


I hurriedly said, “Of course not, I’m not stupid.”


Song Lin snorted and said, “You talk to Li Xiaoya about everything, you can’t keep your mouth shut.”


Although we stayed in a standard room, the two beds were quite close, and it was a bit awkward for a while.


I casually asked, “Sister, was I honest last night?”


Song Lin gave me a glance and said, “You slept like a pig, snoring so loud that I couldn’t sleep all night.”


I joked, “You must have been on guard against me, so you didn’t dare to sleep.”


Song Lin said with a straight face, “Chen Yifan, I warn you, although I’m too lazy to go to the police station for a temporary ID, if I want to send you to the police station, I will not hesitate.”


I heard this and subconsciously moved away from the woman.


Song Lin seemed very pleased, waved to me and said, “Hey, come closer and tell me the truth, are you and Li Xiaoya in that kind of relationship?”


I swore and said, “I have nothing to do with Sister Ya, she introduced me to work, but in fact, there is no private relationship, it’s just a pure colleague relationship.”


Song Lin looked skeptical and asked again, “Really?”


I nodded desperately and said, “It’s absolutely true, if it’s not true, I will be struck by lightning.”


Song Lin’s expression eased, staring at me and asking, “Chen Yifan, how many girlfriends have you had in college?”


I sighed and said, “I haven’t had any. I wasted my four years as an undergraduate and three years as a graduate student.”


Song Lin snorted, saying, “You’re lying. Who would believe that?”


In the morning, we lay and chatted for a while, had lunch together, and then returned.


Since the business trip, my relationship with Song Lin has become much closer.


Perhaps because of the difference in gender, sharing a room is our secret.


Of course, once two people break the physical barrier, their hearts open up.


Of course, Song Lin may also regard me as a younger brother, and she used to scold me fiercely, but now she dotes on me.


Although Song Lin and I are close, we don’t speak much; we usually message each other to avoid Li Xiaoya’s suspicion.


This is strange; we didn’t chat about anything significant, yet we act as if it’s a secret that can’t see the light of day.


Song Lin seems to treat me like a younger brother; the more she used to scold me, the more she dotes on me now.


From her, I can feel a maternal affection.


I am shy in reality, but I easily let go in the online world, collecting many jokes, and I tease her from time to time during our chats.


Song Lin stares at her phone screen, unable to help but cover her mouth and laugh.


Li Xiaoya looks puzzled and frowns at Song Lin, asking, “Sister Lin, what are you looking at that’s so funny, don’t you share it with us?”


Song Lin realizes her loss of composure, quickly stops laughing, sits up straight, and explains, “My son is too naughty; I need to deal with him when I get home.”


I have a black line on my face; this cheap favor has become her son.


Li Xiaoya turns to me and asks, “Chen Yifan, are you in a relationship? Why are you always on your phone?”


My face turns red, and I quickly say, “No, just replying to messages normally.”


Li Xiaoya hums, looking me up and down, smiling and laughing.


Song Lin likes to shop online, browsing, and when she finds something delicious, she often buys a copy and sends it to me, causing my home to be piled up with snacks, which I can’t finish at all.


I have to say, “Sister, really don’t send me anymore; please.”


Song Lin gives me a look and says, “Don’t be ungrateful; besides me, who else would宠 you like this?”


I say, “I’m really overwhelmed by the favor; your husband doesn’t even have this treatment, right?”


Song Lin’s expression darkens, and she looks like she’s about to cry.


I close the office door and ask, “Sister, what’s wrong?”


Song Lin’s tears fall, and she sobs, saying, “My husband might be cheating.”


I comfort the woman, not understanding why a man would cheat with such a beautiful wife.


One day at noon, when Li Xiaoya was not around, Song Lin took out a piece of clothing from the cabinet and said, “Chen Yifan, you don’t change your clothes for a week; I can’t stand it, so I bought you a new one.”


I say, “How can I accept this; it’s quite expensive, and the brand is quite good.”


Song Lin glares at me and says, “Stop hesitating and try it on.”


Under the woman’s insistence, I have to wear the clothes, and they fit me very well.


Song Lin stands in front of me, arranging my collar and cuffs, focused and charming, like a virtuous wife.


The woman looks at me and says, “Chen Yifan, you are actually quite handsome.”


My uncontrollable impulse towards Song Lin, which had already subsided, is now stirring again.


The woman’s slender and warm hands, as she helps me with my collar, gently touch my cheek.


At that moment, my heart pounds, and I have an urge to embrace her.


However, as the card swipe sound rings outside the office, that thought is scared away.


Song Lin is also startled and hastily separates from me, smoothing her hair, with her gaze unsettled.


After Li Xiaoya comes in, she sees me and her eyes light up, looking me up and down and saying, “Hey, Chen Yifan, you are indeed in a relationship; your fashion sense is getting better.”


Hormones are like Satan, eroding people’s souls.


Reason tells me that one should not eat the grass by the nest, let alone when the other party has a family.


The so-called color is a knife above the head; even if I am tempted, I should not touch it, harming others and myself, and there will be no good end.


However, the surging desire in the blood, in another voice, tempts, go, go quickly, take Song Lin down, enjoy the pleasure of conquest and lingering, as a man, don’t hesitate, who cares about morality, a man who is not romantic in his youth is wasted.


When the two thoughts are fighting, desire always takes the upper hand, and people are the most painful.


At this time, taking a cold shower is useless; the more you wash, the hotter you get. Only by riding and exercising at night can the hormones in the blood be released, and the person can calm down.


I used to join a cycling group; the group leader, in his forties, named Liu Kanglei, is energetic and often organizes activities in the group. Everyone calls him Brother Liu.


Brother Liu rides a carbon fiber mountain bike, which is very eye-catching and worth hundreds of thousands.


The female cyclists in the group are very enthusiastic about Brother Liu, asking about his business.


It is said that the number of female cyclists taken down by Brother Liu is no small amount.


Looking at those slim and energetic female cyclists, I have vowed countless times in my heart that when I have money, I must buy such a bike.


This is not a bicycle; it is clearly a fishing rod.


I often participate in cycling activities and have become familiar with Brother Liu, becoming talkative.


This day, Brother Liu and I rode to a reservoir and stopped to rest and wait for others.


Brother Liu looked at me and said, “Brother, why are you so preoccupied recently, did you have a love failure?”


I sighed and confessed, “I like a woman, but there is no way to be together.”


After hearing this, Brother Liu laughed and asked, “Does she have a boyfriend?”


I hesitated for a moment, somewhat embarrassed, and said, “The other party is married and has a family, and the child is in elementary school.”


Brother Liu was stunned and said, “Well, brother, instead of having a good relationship, you are thinking about other people’s wives.”


I was very ashamed and said, “It really shouldn’t be, so I am entangled and painful.”


Unexpectedly, Brother Liu suddenly laughed and said, “There is no need to blame yourself. Married women are more understanding and not clingy. If you want to go up, just go up. Be bold. What era is it? Don’t have psychological burdens.”


I said with a wry smile, “I don’t want to be a junior, destroy other people’s families, and damage my fortune.”


Brother Liu was not convinced and asked, “How do you know it will definitely destroy other people’s families? Maybe it is saving the other party’s family?”


I was confused and asked, “What do you mean, save the other party’s family?”


Brother Liu explained with a serious expression, “Affairs are not floods and beasts, but rather lubricants for marriage. Sometimes they can make marriage more stable. Just think about it, if a woman can’t bear the other half and often chooses to divorce, but if there is a lover, it diverts her attention and dissatisfaction. Brother, do you understand what I’m saying?”


I shook my head and said, “I don’t understand, brother, you must be talking nonsense.”


Brother Liu snorted and said, “You haven’t experienced it, of course, you don’t understand. Later, you will not only understand but also practice it.”


I asked curiously, “So, you must have experienced it?”


Brother Liu stretched out a palm and said triumphantly, “The married women I have saved are more than this number.”


I was speechless; this man is truly a playboy, a walking hormone.


Brother Liu continued to talk endlessly, “Brother, when dealing with married women, you first need to understand your position, just enjoy the pleasure of men and women, not to have any promises or results, and if both parties follow this rule, it will definitely be fine.”


I was silent for a while and said, “I want to have her for a lifetime, not just play.”


Brother Liu smirked and said, “You are showing immaturity. What is her attitude?”


I sighed and said, “The relationship is quite subtle, if there is any, it’s hard to guess what she thinks.”


Brother Liu laughed and said, “It’s just a matter of a layer of window paper, be bold, what are you afraid of?”


I said, “I still can’t get over the guilt in my heart.”


Brother Liu encouraged me, “Listen to your brother’s advice, if you like it, chase boldly, don’t give her a chance to hesitate, take her down directly, the flowers are worth picking when they are in bloom, don’t wait until there are no flowers to pick the branch in vain.”


I joked, “Brother Liu, no offense, but if your wife had someone outside, could you stand it?”


Brother Liu said, “Whoever dares to touch my wife, I will kill him.”


I shrugged and said, “That’s it, I’m also afraid that the other party’s husband will chop me with a knife.”


Brother Liu impatiently said, “Stop talking on paper, do it first.”


These days, Song Lin’s favor towards me has increased.


Perhaps, Song Lin has transferred her attention to me from her husband, but it is not certain whether it is love.


No matter what, I feel that this woman is easy to take advantage of at this time.


Under the surge of hormones, I often sit in the office in a daze, even after Song Lin goes home, I think she is sitting opposite me.


I feel that I have developed hysteria, a kind of相思病that produces auditory hallucinations and visual hallucinations.


I try not to think about her, but every free moment, my mind is filled with her shadow, which I can’t get rid of.


No matter what, I will take this woman down first and enjoy it to the fullest.


So, I registered a small number and successfully added her as a friend, preparing to test the waters from the side.


At first, Song Lin was on guard against me, but I was not eager to succeed, and as the number of chats increased and the topics deepened, the woman gradually relaxed her vigilance against me.


Song Lin asked me who I was and how I had her chat number.


I made up a false identity, saying that I was a parent of a child and had seen her at a certain extracurricular class.


That extracurricular class was something Song Lin had just attended not long ago, so she no longer doubted my identity, and subsequent chats could be more open.


I have to say, women all have a very open mind, which allowed me to discover a side of her that is unknown to others.


I gossiped on the small number and asked Song Lin a question, whether she has ever been moved by a man other than her husband.


Song Lin did not conceal it, saying of course, but being moved does not mean cheating.


I asked if it was someone around, and she sent a smiling expression, not answering directly.


I tried to trap her a few more times, but the woman always kept her mouth shut.


Song Lin sent a smiling face and said, if you really want to know, then meet and talk.


I cursed silently, but I definitely dared not meet her in reality.


One day, Sister Lin and I drove to the project department to handle things, and I used my phone map for navigation on the road.


At that time, I was driving, and Sister Lin was sitting in the passenger seat.


The woman was leisurely leaning on the seat, holding her phone and messaging.


As a result, a message prompt popped up on my phone screen.


The woman glanced at the phone screen, and her body suddenly straightened up, and her gaze slowly moved to my face, her pupils contracting.


The air in the car solidified at this moment.


My heart sank, and my hand holding the steering wheel trembled, causing the car to sway as it was driving.


I was really careless; I forgot to switch back from the chat app’s small number, and now it’s bad.


Song Lin reached for my phone, but I was quick to grab my phone and turn off the screen.


Song Lin shouted angrily, “Chen Yifan, pull over!”


I felt a tingling on my scalp and said incoherently, “Sister, we will arrive at the project department soon.”


Song Lin’s face turned blue with anger, and she shouted, “Pull over, do you hear me?”


I had no choice, so I found a place to pull over and turned on the hazard lights.


Song Lin snatched my phone and asked with a stern face, “What’s the password?”


I said with a smile, “Sister Lin, what are you doing?”


Song Lin’s face turned red, and she seemed furious. She grabbed my collar and tore it, gnashing her teeth and asking, “Shameless, is that someone (my small number) you?”


At this point, I couldn’t deny it and had to confess everything.


Song Lin was both angry and embarrassed. Perhaps it was too embarrassing, so she grabbed her hair with her hands, covering her face and making a humming sound.


She scolded me with shameless and pervert, scolding me to the point of dog blood.


I hurriedly apologized and said, “Sister Lin, I was wrong, but didn’t you chat well with me?”


Song Lin collapsed on the spot, scolding me with shameless and pervert, and said, “How can you be so dirty?”


I was silent for a while, then gathered the courage to say, “Sister, I like you!”


Song Lin was stunned and stared at me, not speaking for a while.


I felt uneasy and anxious, worried about the woman’s fierce scolding.


Song Lin is a strong woman, and she is from Sichuan. When she gets angry, her words are fast and harsh, and normal people can’t stand it.


I am very afraid of her, and I am very afraid.


Song Lin was silent for a while and asked, “When did it start?”


I was scared inside, but I had to tell the truth: “Sister, I liked you from the first time I saw you. I know it’s not right, and I’ve been trying to restrain myself, but I can’t help it.”


Song Lin said with a straight face, “What you have is not like, but it’s indecent. Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking?”


My face turned hot, and I hurriedly explained, “Sister, liking someone naturally has that kind of thought, but the underlying logic is still like.”


Song Lin spat and stared at me with a sharp look.


I wanted to say something but didn’t know what to say, and we fell into silence again.


Sister Lin sighed and said, “Chen Yifan, you shouldn’t have this kind of thought. I am a married woman with a family, and we can’t have any results.”


Song Lin looked at me and said, “Chen Yifan, I don’t want to destroy you. You should interact with single girls, not focus on me… Even, you can consider Li Xiaoya in our office.”


I insisted, “Sister Lin, the person I like is you.”


Song Lin said word by word, “Emotion should be mutual, we can only be siblings, you should not have any illicit thoughts, I have a temper and bottom line.”


Having said this, I felt desperate, but still pleaded, “Can you give me a chance?”


Song Lin couldn’t help but get angry, pointing at my nose and shouting, “Chen Yifan, I’ve given you face, right? Don’t let me scold you, shameless toad, you’re just a pervert, look at your indecent demeanor, how can you compare with my husband, I would never choose you even if I were blind!”


The woman’s bitter words were like swords, piercing me through and through.


In an instant, I felt utterly hopeless, my heart as cold as death.


Perhaps Song Lin was speaking her true thoughts; her husband was a high-ranking executive at a listed company, and what did I, a newcomer to the workplace, have to compare with him?


No matter whether her husband had cheated or not, I had no chance.


Because, fundamentally, she and I were not of the same world.


Moreover, my kind of affection was inherently immoral.


If I didn’t restrain myself, I might not be able to stay in this company anymore.


I lowered my head, not daring to look at the woman, and said I’m sorry.


Song Lin snorted, her face livid, and said nothing.


That afternoon, I felt particularly upset and took leave to go home and sleep.


Thinking of Song Lin’s words, I felt ashamed and blamed myself.


I realized that Song Lin was right; I shouldn’t have had such thoughts.


Song Lin’s words woke me up, and the impure thoughts in my mind were instantly cleared.


After that day, I became more silent and spoke less with Song Lin and Li Xiaoya.


I gradually got used to being alone, immersed in my own affairs and world.


For the two women in the office, I no longer had the desire to express or share.


Song Lin’s mood has been low, but it’s definitely not because of me, and I no longer care about her affairs.


Song Lin is sitting right across from me, sometimes the whole day, and I won’t even look up at her.


It’s not that I hold a grudge against her or have any complaints.


It’s just that Song Lin is like a mirror to me, reflecting my own indecency and unworthiness.


Seeing her makes me feel internally tormented, and over time, I became emotionally drained, feeling that I needed to find a way to change offices.


I took the opportunity to express to my leader that I wanted to change departments, and the leader frowned and asked me why, saying that there happened to be a rotation in the unit, and I wanted to take advantage of my youth to gain more experience.


The leader asked, “Then where would you like to go?”


I thought for a moment and said, “It would be good to transfer to the Engineering Management Department.”


The leader was stunned for a while, then shrugged and said, “Alright, I’ll talk to HR, you go back and wait for news.”


One day at noon, Li Xiaoya went to the canteen for lunch, and Song Lin closed the office door, walked over to me, and asked, “Are you busy? I want to talk to you about something.”


I quickly stood up and said, “Not busy, Sister Lin, what’s the matter?”


Song Lin’s face was expressionless as she looked at me and asked, “Did you apply for a department transfer?”


I nodded, not knowing what to say at the moment.


Song Lin was silent for a while and said, “Can you not leave?”


I was taken aback and asked, “Why?”


Song Lin looked at me and said, “You will make the leaders feel uneasy, which is not good for your future development.”


I sighed, lowered my head, and didn’t say a word.


Song Lin asked again, “Did you apply for a transfer because of me?”


I nodded honestly, saying that every day was torture and self-blame.


Song Lin said, “If that’s the case, then it’s not necessary. I’m resigning.”


I widened my eyes in disbelief and asked, “What, Sister Lin, you’re resigning?”


Song Lin said, “You may have noticed that I’ve been out of it lately, and I’m planning to take a break and have already submitted my resignation to the company.”


I asked in confusion, “You can take a vacation; you don’t have to resign. Is it because the competition didn’t go well?”


Song Lin shook her head, bit her lip, and tears welled up in her eyes.


I asked again, “Have you resolved the issues at home that I haven’t dared to ask about?”


Song Lin didn’t answer but gently stroked my face and said, “I’m sorry for being harsh with you before, but after all, I am a married woman with a family, and it’s just a pity that we didn’t meet earlier.”


I lowered my head and said, “Sister, it’s all my fault for having inappropriate thoughts about you.”


Song Lin helped me tidy my hair and sighed, “Don’t blame yourself, it’s normal for men to have impulses, and I don’t blame you, but you should focus on the right person.”


I nodded, with a thousand words to say, but they were stuck in my throat.


Song Lin’s gaze towards me had an imperceptible trace of resentment and sadness.


I stood there woodenly, feeling lost, not knowing what to say.


At that moment, the woman suddenly stepped forward and gently hugged me.


My body stiffened, smelling the fragrance on the woman, feeling at a loss.


Song Lin said, “I’m leaving, let you hug, it’s to fulfill a wish for you.”


I felt the woman’s heartbeat, and my heart, which had been frozen, melted instantly.


My mood was like the tide, and Song Lin was the moon in the sky; her every smile and frown led my emotions to rise and fall, dominating my sorrow and joy.


I mustered up the courage, hugged Song Lin tightly, and looked into her eyes, hoping to read something.


However, in the woman’s eyes, there was nothing but tears.


Song Lin was silent for a moment and said, “Chen Yifan, I’ll introduce a girlfriend to you.”


I was a bit surprised, didn’t expect Song Lin to introduce someone to me, and was stunned on the spot.


Song Lin continued, “I have a cousin who just graduated from university a few years ago, and she’s quite a match for you.”


I shook my head and said, “Let’s talk about it later, I don’t want to find a partner now.”


Song Lin said, “My cousin’s name is Su Yu, I’ll send you her phone number, but don’t say it was me who introduced you, she’s very against blind dates.”


I spread my hands and said, “This is a bit difficult.”


Song Lin gave me a look and said, “This should not be too difficult for you, right? How did you approach me with a small number in the past?”


I lowered my head, feeling a bit embarrassed.


Song Lin said seriously, “My cousin is a great beauty, you have to seize the opportunity.”


I scratched my head and said, “What if your cousin finds out that I liked her cousin?”


Song Lin’s face turned red and she said, “Just get out of here, it’s best to keep this matter to yourself.”


I suddenly thought of something and asked, “Sister, can we meet in the future?”


Song Lin said, “If you want to meet, just make an appointment, but it’s agreed that you should not have any more wrong ideas in the future.”


Song Lin sent me her cousin’s phone number and left after pushing open the office door.


I tried to add Su Yu as a friend and was surprised to find that she was already on my friend list.


Su Yu’s nickname is Rain, because I changed my phone recently and didn’t keep the chat records.


I wondered when I had met her, but I couldn’t remember at all.


So, I checked the source of the friend and found out that she was from the same cycling group as me.


I clicked on her avatar, which was a profile of a girl with delicate and three-dimensional features, very beautiful.


I tried to search my memory and suddenly remembered who she was.


This Su Yu was very close to the group leader of the cycling group, Liu Jianlei.


Once, I saw Su Yu wiping sweat from Liu Jianlei with a wet tissue, and the two shared a bottle of mineral water.


Given Liu Jianlei’s nature, I had no doubt that they had a romantic relationship.


It was unexpected that Su Yu was actually Song Lin’s cousin, what a coincidence.


Su Yu, involved with a man like Liu Jianlei, had questionable character, and was by no means a good match.


Now, Song Lin introduced her to me, but I couldn’t accept this, lest I become the cuckold.


However, I couldn’t tell Song Lin this directly.


After much thought, I decided to handle it coldly.


However, Song Lin was very concerned and called frequently to ask about the progress.


I had no choice but to make up some reasons to deal with her, saying that I was quite busy recently.


Seeing that I was not proactive, Song Lin angrily asked, “Did you add Su Yu as a friend or not?”


I said I did, and to prove it, I sent her a screenshot.


Song Lin asked again, “Did you ask her to meet offline?”


I said yes, but she has been very busy lately, probably not interested in me.


Song Lin instructed, “As a man, you need to be more proactive and create opportunities.”


I was silent for a while and said, “Sister Lin, you can’t force what’s not meant to be, so don’t worry about it.”


Song Lin hummed and said, “No, you must win her over, we can’t let others have the advantage.”


I was speechless and said, “Your cousin is so beautiful, why worry about her not getting married?”


Song Lin sighed, “I’m afraid she will be ruined by a scoundrel… By the way, I have two special viewing tickets, which were hard to get, I’ll give them to you to add some help.”


I asked, “What kind of viewing tickets are they?”


Song Lin said, “There is a movie premiere this Saturday, with the star team meeting fans, my husband got them through internal connections, I’m giving them to you to lend a hand.”


I then asked, “Sister Lin, have your relationship with your husband improved?”


Song Lin seemed unwilling to talk about this topic and said “Mind your own business” before hanging up the phone.


The next day, I received two viewing tickets and was in a dilemma about what to do with them; they would expire if not used soon.


I glanced at Li Xiaoya, who was typing in front of the computer screen, recently she has been quite busy.


Li Xiaoya seemed to be in a bad mood, usually speaking less, and occasionally staring out the window in a daze.


I hadn’t noticed the changes in Li Xiaoya before because my mind was on Song Lin.


I poured some water from the teapot into Li Xiaoya’s cup and asked, “Sister Ya, are you in a bad mood?”


Li Xiaoya showed an impatient expression and said, “Go away, I’m annoyed.”


I retreated to my seat, embarrassed.


Li Xiaoya muttered, “Men, none of them are good things!”


I said, “Sister Ya, I haven’t provoked you, have you broken up?”


Li Xiaoya’s eyes misted up, and she said resentfully, “You can laugh at me now.”


I said, “Of course not, I’ve been worried seeing you in a bad mood these days.”


Li Xiaoya spat and said, “Hypocrite, you only have Song Lin in your heart.”


At this moment, Li Xiaoya inappropriately mentioned Song Lin, and the atmosphere became awkward.


I scratched my head, wanting to say something, but stopped.


Li Xiaoya stared at me resentfully and suddenly unbuttoned her pajamas, removing all her clothes and throwing them onto my head.


I was startled, completely unprepared for the woman’s sudden action, and after a moment of shock, I asked, “Sister Ya, what are you doing?”


Li Xiaoya’s gaze was provocative, biting her lip and saying, “Chen Yifan, who are you pretending to be a gentleman for?”


I pulled down the clothes from my head, which still carried the woman’s body temperature, and with difficulty moved my gaze elsewhere, saying, “You’re drunk.”


Li Xiaoya, with a cold face, said, “I’ll count to three, if you don’t come over, get out!”


I tried to suppress my desires and stood up to cover the woman with her clothes, taking a deep breath and saying, “You’re being self-destructive, being irresponsible to yourself and others.”


Li Xiaoya cried, covering her face, “Even you don’t want me, I really am a woman no one wants.”


I comforted her, “Sister, you’re great, you’re just in an emotional low point and have been drinking, I can’t take advantage of you. If you really want to be with me, let’s talk about it when you’re sober tomorrow?”


Li Xiaoya hugged me, resting her head on my shoulder, helplessly saying, “Chen Yifan, just hold me.”


I hesitated for a moment, then slowly embraced her.


Li Xiaoya was sobbing quietly, crying very sadly, with tears falling on my shoulder, soaking my clothes.


Li Xiaoya asked, “Chen Yifan, will you look down on me?”


I shook my head and said, “No, Sister Ya, I’ve always respected you.”


Li Xiaoya asked, “Do you know why I introduced you to the job?”


This was also a question I wanted to know. At that time, in the cycling group, I didn’t have much interaction with Li Xiaoya.


I was about to graduate, but I hadn’t found a job yet, and I was in a state of anxiety.


So when Li Xiaoya offered to introduce me to the design institute, I regarded her as a benefactor in my life, without thinking about any motives or intentions on her part.


Li Xiaoya said, “Chen Yifan, my first impression of you was very bad, you were like a Teddy in heat, indecent and perverted, but that’s exactly why I chose you.”


I was stunned, not understanding what she meant.


Li Xiaoya’s eyes misted up, with a hint of guilt and complex, unclear emotions.


I suddenly thought of a possibility, which was terrifying, sending chills down my spine.


The human nature in the workplace is far more complex and terrifying than I imagined.


I said in a deep voice, “Li Xiaoya, you wanted to bring a wolf into the house to deal with Song Lin?”


The woman’s body shook upon hearing this, not denying it, but crying pitifully.


I clenched my fists, feeling as if there was a big stone in my heart, furious and unable to catch my breath.


There are no real benefactors in this world, just a kind of utilization.


I said, “Li Xiaoya, you’re terrifying. Why did you do this?”


Li Xiaoya, with tearful eyes, said resentfully, “I am just dark-hearted, I can’t stand to see others happy, is that answer satisfactory to you?”


I pushed Li Xiaoya away; she was like an Asura, beautiful yet cruel.


Li Xiaoya wiped her tears and bit her lip, saying, “Chen Yifan, you must hate me very much now, and I’m giving you a chance to revenge on me.”


The hormones in my blood, along with the alcohol, spread through my body, gradually taking control of my will. For this woman, there seems to be no need for tenderness or pity.


The living room has a mirror, and in it, my face is contorted, with black flames flickering in my eyes.


Li Xiaoya seems frightened and tries to escape, but I hold her from behind.


It wasn’t until the second half of the night that things settled down.


Li Xiaoya, with her eyes closed, lay asleep in my arms, her face streaked with tears.


I carried Li Xiaoya into the bedroom, gently placed her on the bed, and covered her with a blanket.


Li Xiaoya clutched my arm, murmuring in her sleep, “Don’t go, don’t go, please don’t leave me.”


I wonder if she’s speaking to me or to her ex-boyfriend.


I walked to the bedroom door, and as I was about to close it, I couldn’t help but look back at her one more time.


The woman lay there quietly, her hair covering half her face, looking particularly charming and tempting.


I felt a wave of panic and unease, like a child who had done something wrong, and quickly left after closing the door.


After I got home, I tossed and turned, feeling completely disheveled.


The next morning, I was awakened by a phone call; it was Li Xiaoya.


The woman’s tone was cold, and she asked right away, “Chen Yifan, where are you?”


I felt guilty and said, “I’m at my own home.”


Li Xiaoya said, “You’re really something, leaving without a word after getting dressed.”


I was silent for a moment and said, “I will be responsible for you.”


Li Xiaoya responded with an “Oh,” her tone softening as she said, “Meet me at Fragrant Hill in the afternoon.”


I said, “We were up all night yesterday; it might be better to rest at home instead of going hiking.”


But the woman’s voice rose in the call, “Don’t argue, I want to go out for some fresh air!”


Reluctantly, I went to Fragrant Hill to meet her as planned in the afternoon.


Li Xiaoya was waiting at the entrance, dressed in a tight sports outfit that contoured her graceful figure.


But all I could think of was her naked appearance.


Li Xiaoya handed me a bottle of water and started walking up the mountain, with me following closely behind.


We didn’t talk much on the way.


At the mountaintop viewing platform, the woman looked down at the city in the mist, her hair blowing in the wind across her face, like a fairy fallen to earth.


I stood beside her, wanting to say something, but not knowing how to start.


Li Xiaoya asked, “How did you get here this afternoon?”


I replied, “Of course, by subway; taking a taxi is quite expensive.”


Li Xiaoya questioned, “What are your thoughts on what happened yesterday?”


I rubbed my hands and laughed, “If you could be my girlfriend, I would be happy.”


Li Xiaoya’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, a hint of disdain in her eyes, but it vanished in an instant.


She asked, “In your eyes, who is more beautiful, me or Song Lin?”


I honestly said, “Both are beautiful, each with their own charm.”


Li Xiaoya was silent for a while, then asked, “What conditions do you think are needed to marry me?”


I thought for a moment and said, “At least like Sister Lin, marry a wealthy person.”


Li Xiaoya played with her hair and said, “My requirements are not high: a house of over 100 square meters within the Third Ring Road of Beijing, and savings of over ten million… Chen Yifan, when will you have these?”


My heart sank; these were almost unattainable goals for me.


I am just a common worker; I can’t afford a house, not even beyond the Sixth Ring Road, let alone within the Third Ring Road.


Her words were not so much conditions as a clear statement of position.


There was an invisible barrier between her and me, an insurmountable class divide.


Although Li Xiaoya and I worked under the same roof, we were not of the same world.


I sighed and said, “Sister Ya, I’m very sorry about yesterday.”


Li Xiaoya said, “We are all adults, it was mutual, so there’s no need to apologize, but let’s close this chapter and never mention it again.”


In the evening, we walked down the mountain in silence.


At the foot of the mountain, in the parking lot, Li Xiaoya received a phone call, then said to me, “Chen Yifan, my friend is coming to pick me up, you go back on your own.”


I nodded and joined the crowd waiting for the bus at the station.


Standing among the crowd, I watched a Maybach pull up, stopping in front of Li Xiaoya.


She got into the passenger seat, and the car slowly drove away, disappearing into the twilight.


One day at noon, Song Lin said she would treat me to lunch at a large shopping mall.


Song Lin looked much thinner than the last time we met, as if she had been seriously ill.


Unhappy marriages are a torment to both body and spirit.


Looking at the woman in front of me, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of sorrow; happiness has nothing to do with wealth or poverty.


It is said that all beings suffer, and one can only cross the river by oneself.


Seeing me, Song Lin’s first question was still about the progress between her cousin Su Yu and me.


I had to be honest and said, “There’s no chance between Su Yu and me; we are not of the same world.”


Song Lin was taken aback and asked, “Why?”


I said, “Su Yu’s criteria for a partner are to be able to afford a big house within the Third Ring Road and have savings of over ten million; I obviously don’t fit her expectations.”


I transplanted the conditions Li Xiaoya mentioned onto Su Yu.


Song Lin still seemed unwilling to give up and, after a silence, said, “Why don’t you two try to get along first? Why discuss the conditions for marriage right away?”


I was speechless and didn’t want to continue this topic.


The shopping mall’s underground garage has four levels, arranged in a井shape, like a maze.


Song Lin forgot on which level she parked the car, so we had to go up and down in circles to look for it.


Song Lin walked in front, her high heels accentuating the迷人的曲线of her figure, elegant and graceful.


I followed behind the woman, lost in a reverie, especially with Liu Kanglei’s words in my ears, liking a married woman might just be saving her.


At least, Song Lin’s mental state couldn’t be any worse.


I followed Song Lin up the pedestrian stairs from level three to level two of the parking garage.


The stairs were dimly lit, with sound-activated lights that came on with a cough but quickly went out again.


In the dimness, I gazed at the woman’s back, ants crawling in my heart, an uncontrollable urge to rush forward and embrace her.


However, as I got infinitely close to the woman, facing her body within an arm’s reach, I became timid.


Time was流逝with the decrease of steps, and the window of opportunity for me was closing.


Song Lin walked to the middle platform of the stairs, preparing to climb another step.


I realized I couldn’t wait any longer, so I made up my mind, rushed forward, and hugged the woman tightly.


Song Lin was caught off guard and startled, exclaiming, “Chen Yifan, what are you doing?”


My mind went blank, but I held the woman tightly without letting go, stammering, “Sister Lin… there’s a cockroach on the wall that fell onto your hair.”


Song Lin screamed in fright, hugging me in panic, her body trembling slightly.


There was a sunflower seed shell in Song Lin’s hair, which had stuck to us while we were having tea.


I took it off for her, saying I had mistaken it for something else, it was just a sunflower seed shell.


Song Lin hit me playfully, pretending to be angry, “You’re so annoying, you almost scared me to death.”


I still held onto the woman, with no intention of letting go.


Song Lin hummed and said, “You should let go now.”


I inhaled the fragrance of Song Lin’s hair, feeling a rush of emotions, and in a moment taken over by a rogue’s spirit, I lifted her up and pushed her against the wall.


My throat moved, and I blurted out, “Sister Lin, I want you.”


Song Lin bit her lip and said, “Chen Yifan, what was our agreement?”


I said, “Sister, I was about to give up, but seeing you like this, I’m heartbroken.”


Song Lin wanted to say something more, but the lights suddenly went out, and the stairwell was plunged into darkness.


Taking advantage of the moment, I brought my face closer and kissed her soft lips.


Song Lin didn’t dodge, but she was stiff, allowing me to kiss her.


I felt the woman’s softness and the sweet fragrance of her lipstick.


In the darkness, time seemed to slow down, almost standing still.


Song Lin and I clung to each other, our heartbeats and breaths intertwining.


The woman’s tense body gradually relaxed, and she began to respond to me, our kiss deepening.


Suddenly, a creak came from below, the door was opened by a passerby.


The lights in the corridor suddenly turned on, and Song Lin and I, like frightened birds, quickly separated.


Song Lin straightened her clothes and hair, gazing at me quietly, her eyes shimmering with tears.


After the passerby walked past us, the corridor fell dark again.


I held Song Lin again, but this time she struggled.


Song Lin said, “Please, let’s calm down and think clearly.”


I didn’t understand; she had been so responsive just now, yet now she seemed like a different person.


The woman’s hot-and-cold responses confused me.


I said, “Sister, I know you have feelings for me; why not follow your heart?”


Song Lin said, “Let’s talk in the car, okay?”


I nodded and released the woman, leaving the stairwell together and heading to the underground parking lot level two.


Song Lin’s car was parked near the stairs on the west side, and a woman stood next to the car, her back to us as she talked on the phone.


Perhaps she heard our footsteps, so she turned around, revealing a familiar face.


Song Lin and I both exclaimed in unison, “Li Xiaoya, what are you doing here?”


Li Xiaoya stood by the car, seemingly waiting for a while.


Li Xiaoya’s gaze fell on me, and she sarcastically said, “Oh, Chen Yifan, today is a workday, and you’re having a date with Sister Lin while skipping work?”


I coughed and said, “It’s a gathering, not a date.”


Li Xiaoya said, “We’re all from the same office; why didn’t you invite me to the gathering?”


Song Lin’s face was as cold as frost, and she said in a deep voice, “Li Xiaoya, are you following me?”


Li Xiaoya shrugged and said, “Sister Lin, if it weren’t for my investigation, I would have thought you were the winner, but it turns out you are also a poor person.”


Song Lin said coldly, “Li Xiaoya, as colleagues, I have been restrained with you. Don’t challenge my bottom line, or the fact that you are a third wheel will spread throughout the design institute.”


I was stunned, looking at the two women, almost dropping my jaw in shock.


Could it be that Song Lin and Li Xiaoya are not only competitive at work but also rivals in love?


Li Xiaoya didn’t care, instead, she made a move and said with a smile, “You didn’t do that because you also have a handle in my hands, the matter between you and Chen Yifan, everyone will be interested.”


Song Lin was angry and said, “Li Xiaoya, don’t think I don’t know, Chen Yifan was brought by you to destroy my marriage… You are so cunning and ruthless, even more poisonous than a snake or a scorpion.”


Li Xiaoya sneered and said, “So what? Although Chen Yifan is not strong, rumors, everyone would rather believe they have it.”


I felt like a puppet, listening to the conversation between the two women, and was petrified on the spot.


It seemed that I was the only one in the dark, going to work like a fool every day.


Song Lin said angrily, “I have already resigned, what else do you want?”


Li Xiaoya put away her smile and said, “I’m not here to make trouble today, but to tell you the truth.”


Song Lin was stunned and asked, “What truth?”


Li Xiaoya didn’t answer directly, saying, “I’ll take you to a place, and you’ll understand when you get there.”


Song Lin didn’t say anything, got in the car, and Li Xiaoya and I sat in the back row.


Song Lin frowned and said, “Chen Yifan, sit up front.”


I was about to get up, but Li Xiaoya grabbed my arm.


Li Xiaoya held my arm and said, “You can’t leave, just sit in the back.”


I sighed and gave Song Lin a helpless look.


Song Lin hummed, started the car, and left the garage, driving onto the main city road.


Li Xiaoya opened the navigation on her phone to a location, which was her old place.


Half an hour later, the car arrived at the designated community.


Li Xiaoya led us upstairs to room 1601 and unlocked the door with her fingerprint.


When the door was pushed open, a lascivious scene in the living room came into view, which was shocking.


A man and a woman were entangled on the sofa, their clothes scattered about.


The man, facing the door, was stunned by the sudden intrusion.


It was only then that I recognized him to be the leader of the cycling group, Liu Kanglei.


The woman, sensing the man’s change, turned her head and let out a scream.


This woman was none other than Song Lin’s so-called cousin, Su Yu.


Song Lin’s face turned pale, leaning against the door panel, her body trembling and on the verge of collapse.


Liu Kanglei, horrified, pushed the woman away, scrambled to pick up his clothes from the floor, and crawled at Song Lin’s feet, saying, “Wife, I’m wrong, I deserve to die!”


Song Lin angrily said, “Scum, dogs can’t change eating feces, don’t touch me!”


I stared at the scene in front of me, dumbfounded, almost dropping my jaw in shock.


What, Liu Kanglei was actually Song Lin’s husband, cheating with his own sister-in-law?


My mind went blank, thinking about Song Lin’s repeated urging for me to get together with Su Yu, and suddenly I understood something.


It was clear that Su Yu might not be Song Lin’s cousin at all, but that wasn’t important.


What mattered was that Song Lin was probably using me to drive away the mistress, or the fourth one.


I felt like a jester, being used back and forth by Li Xiaoya and Song Lin, without realizing it.


At this moment, I was struck by lightning, and I completely collapsed.


Song Lin’s tears fell, and she choked, “Liu Kanglei, I have been wholeheartedly managing this home for these years, treating your son as my own, but how have you treated me, you are an animal.”


Liu Kanglei brazenly said, “Wife, they seduced me first, and I made a mistake, but it’s you that I only have in my heart, I was just playing with them.


Song Lin laughed angrily, “Scum, play as much as you want, I’m going to divorce you.”


Su Yu tried to find something to cover herself, but Li Xiaoya rushed over and grabbed the clothes from the floor, throwing them out the living room window.


Su Yu covered herself with her hands and pleaded, “Cousin, please let me go, I shouldn’t have…”


Song Lin interrupted her, “Shut up, don’t call me cousin!”


Liu Kanglei, furious with Li Xiaoya, rushed forward to hit her, but I blocked him.


Liu Kanglei looked at me, gritting his teeth, and asked, “Chen Yifan, the woman you said you wanted to seduce that day, she’s actually my wife?”


I replied, “I’m sorry, I only found out today that you and Song Lin are husband and wife.”


Liu Kanglei questioned further, “How far have you two gone? Have you slept together?”


As I was about to explain, Song Lin interrupted me, taking over the conversation.


Song Lin declared, “Liu Kanglei, I’m telling you now, Chen Yifan is my lover, so what? Only officials are allowed to light fires, but not the people?”


Liu Kanglei roared, “Did you two actually sleep together?”


Song Lin sneered, “What a childish question. Of course, we have. In the office, in hotels, in the car, everywhere you can think of!”


Liu Kanglei’s face turned ashen, and in a sudden fit of rage, he grabbed a fruit knife from the coffee table and lunged at Song Lin.


I quickly stepped in front of Song Lin to block him, trying to disarm him.


However, in the struggle, the knife tip penetrated my left shoulder, causing blood to gush out.


The women in the room screamed in terror.


Song Lin called the police.


I spent about ten days in the hospital, and the doctor said it was a minor injury of the first degree.


Liu Kanglei was criminally detained for suspected intentional injury and was held in a detention center.


Not long after I was discharged from the hospital, a lawyer named Zhang Xiaoming found me, saying he was commissioned by Liu Kanglei to discuss a settlement with me.


Zhang Xiaoming took out a prepared document from his bag, saying that Liu Kanglei was willing to compensate me with one million yuan if I would sign a letter of forgiveness.


I asked, “Lawyer Zhang, if I sign, will Liu Kanglei be released?”


Zhang Xiaoming nodded and said, “According to judicial practice, this is usually how it’s handled.”


I shook my head and said, “I don’t want Liu Kanglei’s money.”


Zhang Xiaoming was taken aback and said, “You need to think carefully. If you insist on not settling, Liu Kanglei will be sentenced to a maximum of one year.”


I fell silent, making a decision in my heart.


Zhang Xiaoming added, “Liu Kanglei also said that he is willing to divorce Song Lin to make way for you, but this cannot be reflected in the agreement.”


I asked, “Do you have a blank sheet of paper?”


Zhang Xiaoming, puzzled, took out a blank A4 paper and a pen from his bag and handed them to me.


I wrote a letter of forgiveness by hand on the A4 paper, signed it, and gave it to Zhang Xiaoming.


Zhang Xiaoming quickly glanced at it and was surprised, asking, “You don’t want compensation?”


I said, “I also have faults in this matter, and I hope it ends here.”


Zhang Xiaoming showed respect and gave me a thumbs up, saying, “Mr. Chen, you are magnanimous. To be honest, I didn’t expect the negotiation to go so smoothly.”


I added, “Lawyer Zhang, please pass a message to Liu Kanglei for me, I had nothing with his wife.”


Zhang Xiaoming nodded and said, “I will definitely pass it on.”


After I recovered, on my first day back at work, I submitted my resignation.


I went to a city in the south and found a new job.


Through this experience, I seemed to have changed as a person, becoming more composed and weather-beaten.


The office’s logistics sister took the initiative to greet me: “Hi, Chen Yifan, someone else asked me, do you have a girlfriend?”


I looked around and saw a pretty female colleague not far from her workstation looking over.


I was immediately cautious and quickly said, “I’m married.”


The workplace is a place to make a living, not a place for hormones to breed.


Time passed quickly, and more than a month went by.


During this period, Song Lin called me many times, but I didn’t answer.


The woman also sent me a lot of messages, basically apologetic, and I didn’t reply.


In this world, there is never a decent farewell; not disturbing is the best blessing.


I looked at the familiar number, thinking of the moments I spent with Song Lin, and tears fell on the screen.


The words on the screen blurred, just like my life’s journey, confused and chaotic.


One evening, after work, I was leaning on the sofa reading when there was a knock on the door.


I thought it was the takeout I ordered, but when I opened the door, I was stunned.


A woman stood at the door, carrying a suitcase, it was Song Lin.


I rubbed my eyes to make sure it wasn’t a hallucination, and asked, “Sister Lin, why is it you?”


Song Lin said, “I can’t make it in Beijing, so I came to you for refuge. Not welcome?”


My mind was a bit confused: “But how do you know where I live?”


Song Lin snorted and said, “You disappeared very thoroughly, but I couldn’t help but ask around.”


I was silent for a moment and asked, “Sister, are you okay?”


Song Lin looked at me and said, “I divorced.”


I responded with an “Oh,” not wanting to get involved in her affairs anymore.


Song Lin sighed and said, “Chen Yifan, I know you’re still angry with me, but I really didn’t use you. Su Yu is indeed my cousin, and I didn’t know at first that she was involved with Liu Kanglei.”


I felt sad and said, “I feel like a fool, used by you and Li Xiaoya in turns.”


Song Lin gently hugged me and asked, “What can I do to make you believe me?”


I said, “Believing or not is not important anymore, I want to start a new life.”


Song Lin said, “Right, I came here to find you, also to start a new life… Chen Yifan, shall I be your girlfriend for a while?”


I shook my head and said, “I don’t want a temporary girlfriend, but a lifelong commitment.”


Song Lin laughed, arranging my hair, and said, “Fool.”


The next morning, I looked at the woman sleeping beside me, feeling dazed.


At that moment, my phone rang, and the screen showed Li Xiaoya’s name.


I hesitated for a moment, picked up the phone, and pressed the answer key.


In the call, Li Xiaoya’s voice was very heavy: “Chen Yifan, I’m pregnant, and the child is yours.”


(End)


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