When Zhang Qian entered the room, the light was on, but her husband, who was supposed to be waiting for her, was not there. She had been worried that her outfit might raise suspicion, but seeing that Wang Chengbin was absent, she immediately prepared to change into her usual home clothes. Just as she took off her clothes and put them down, Zhang Qian heard the sound of someone opening the door outside. She panicked for a second, only managing to hide her skirt before Wang Chengbin came in. Seeing Wang Chengbin enter the bedroom, Zhang Qian forced herself to remain calm and said, 'I smell of alcohol because I've been drinking, just changing clothes, where have you been?' 'I went down to buy a pack of cigarettes,' Wang Chengbin stood at the doorway looking at Zhang Qian, seeing her face normal, without any other reaction. It seemed that he wasn't worried at all about seeing her get out of a luxury car, but he still had some doubts, so he asked casually, 'How did you get back?' If Zhang Qian lied about this, it would definitely be because she felt guilty. But Zhang Qian didn't lie, she said straightforwardly, 'A few female colleagues and I drank too much, it was a new colleague who sent us back, I was the last one, if you had come back earlier, you could have even said hello and thanked the person.' Zhang Qian looked calm, but her heart was pounding. A woman's intuition told her that Wang Chengbin might have seen Xu Feng sending her back, but fortunately, they had behaved normally at that time, and Xu Feng hadn't even gotten out of the car, so there was no problem with what she said. Seeing that Zhang Qian spoke openly, Wang Chengbin didn't suspect her any more, thinking to himself that he was also ridiculous. He and Zhang Qian had always had a good relationship, and they had been married for so long without ever arguing, how could there be a problem? Zhang Qian added, 'What's wrong?'

What's the problem? She made a motion of taking off her clothes. Sure enough, Wang Chengbin was attracted by Zhang Qian's exposed body. As she was about to get dressed, he walked over, hugged her and said, 'No need to bother. After all, we'll have to take them off sooner or later.' After saying that, he pulled open Zhang Qian's clothes, hugged her and pressed her down on the bed. Wang Chengbin was not like Xu Feng, who would consider a woman's feelings. He felt that he and Zhang Qian were an old married couple, so there was no need for those formalities. It was better to be straightforward. So, before Zhang Qian could react, Wang Chengbin had already started. He was completely focused on himself and didn't pay attention to whether Zhang Qian was comfortable or not. In just one or two minutes, after he finished, he got off Zhang Qian's body, put on his bathrobe while panting, and said to her contentedly, 'I'm going to take a shower first.'

Zhang Qian didn't say a word, watching as Wang Chengbin left her and went into the bathroom. Zhang Qian felt truly exhausted. She had felt nothing just now; previously, she might have had some feelings for Wang Chengbin, but this time she really felt like she was just a doll, with Wang Chengbin entertaining himself alone. Did her life continue to have any meaning? After Wang Chengbin left, she kept tossing this question over in her mind, her thoughts wandering, and then suddenly, inspiration struck. She thought of Xu Feng, of his largeness, his thoughtfulness, his deep affection. The body that hadn't responded no matter what just now. Suddenly began to heat up. Just thinking about him gave her more sensation than Wang Chengbin ever did, which scared Zhang Qian. She felt that her heart was already leaning towards Xu Feng, and this was the most tangible proof. She had wanted to suppress herself, but in the end, she couldn't resist the instincts of her body and started to take matters into her own hands. But doing it herself couldn't compare to Xu Feng's skillfulness. By the time Wang Chengbin came out of the bathroom, Zhang Qian was still not finished. She could only grasp at the lifesaver in front of her. When Wang Chengbin lay down, Zhang Qian eagerly and proactively moved closer. Wang Chengbin, who had originally felt tired and wanted to rest, couldn't withstand Zhang Qian's seduction. He also felt that Zhang Qian's current behavior was somewhat strange, a world of difference from before. Previously, Zhang Qian's reactions were subtle, but this time it was as if she had become a different person. Passionate, lingering, and even her beautiful little face was filled with a hazy color, simply more enchanting than a fairy. He was captivated by the fairy before him, and his body, which had been listless for half a day, began to gradually fill with strength again. The two set off a stormy passion, and they went at it vigorously.