Revenge of the Wife

Chapter 112

Taking a glance at the time, it was already half past nine in the evening. At this hour, he wasn't at home. Where could he have gone?

Without bothering to turn on the lights, Tan Xi Yuan dialed Lu Feng's number.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Could it be?

Without realizing it, Tan Xi Yuan's mind wandered to the woman in the photo.

Feeling dejected, she slumped on the couch, burying her head in her knees as tears silently streamed down her face.

She had always been afraid to confront the fact that Lu Feng was having an affair, like an ostrich, avoiding reality.

But recently, Lu Feng had been coming home later and later, and when she asked him, he would say he had business engagements.

Does the CEO of a company need to attend business engagements every day? It's not like the company is newly established.

But she didn't dare to press further, afraid that the truth would be too much for her to bear.

Yet, without finding out the truth, her mind would run wild with thoughts.

The mere thought of Lu Feng holding another woman made her heart ache as if it were being torn apart.

She could control her mouth from asking, but she couldn't control her mind from wandering.

She felt like she was going crazy.

Tan Xi Yuan lay on the couch like that, not knowing how much time had passed.

The sound of keys turning at the front door could be heard.

With a snap, the living room lights came on.

Seeing the person curled up on the couch, Lu Feng was startled. "What's wrong? Why didn't you turn on the lights?"

The glaring light made Tan Xi Yuan instinctively squint her eyes.

Lu Feng changed his shoes at the entrance, then walked over and sat on the couch. Only then did he notice Tan Xi Yuan's unusual state and exclaimed in surprise, "You've been crying?"

Tan Xi Yuan reached out and embraced Lu Feng, burying her head in his chest. A faint scent wafted into her nose, and her eyebrows couldn't help but furrow.

This wasn't her perfume.

Her heart felt like a vinegar jar had been overturned, sour and unpleasant.

Suppressing the sourness in her heart, she hoarsely asked, "I called you. Why didn't you answer? You didn't call me back either?"

Her voice was soft, tinged with complaints and grievances.

"You called me?" Lu Feng quickly took out his phone from his pocket and checked. Sure enough, there were several missed calls.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't hear it." His voice carried an apologetic tone as Lu Feng lovingly ruffled Tan Xi Yuan's hair. "Are you crying because I didn't answer your call?"

The little head in his arms moved slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on Lu Feng's face. "Silly."

"Where did you go? Why did you come back so late?" Tan Xi Yuan tightened her grip around his waist.

"I was with a client," Lu Feng replied.

Was he really with a client, or was he with another woman?

Tan Xi Yuan criticized him silently in her heart but didn't dare to voice it out.

"Lu Feng," she called softly.

"Yeah?"

"Can we go on a trip? We haven't been on one for a long time." Her voice carried a hint of coquetry.

"Well..." Lu Feng's voice sounded somewhat helpless.

Although Lu Feng didn't directly refuse her, his words implied that he didn't want to go.

In fact, Tan Xi Yuan didn't really want to go on a trip either. She just wanted to test how much weight she held in Lu Feng's heart.

But the result of her test was truly disappointing.

Her heart suddenly felt empty, and she felt lost.

There was a moment when Tan Xi Yuan wanted to ask him if he had someone else outside.

But the words stopped at her lips, and she suppressed them.

Because she remembered a saying: when you discover that your husband is having an affair, if you don't want a divorce, you should turn a blind eye and pretend you know nothing.

As long as she didn't pierce through this fragile facade, her husband would still come home. Perhaps, when he grew tired of playing around, he would return to the family.