Third Uncle Cheng left after dinner, and Cheng Su was holding back a belly full of anger. She hadn’t expected Zhang Jisheng to be like this. Honest? Pah!
Just a few suggestive words from others, and he became restless, ready to stray while his wife was away?
Third Uncle said he didn’t see him, but once someone is tempted and has the thought, who knows if he might sneak off on his own when he’s not with his coworkers?
The mere thought of that scene made Cheng Su’s skin crawl, and she felt like vomiting.
She was acutely aware that these so-called "misses" would become increasingly prevalent with the passage of time. They seemed not too common now, but come the nineties, there would be plenty.
These people were controlled by others. It would be fine if it was just honest business, but the real fear was the traps they set—that’s when the trouble starts.
"Xiaoying, how many days has it been since your Brother Zhang came here for a meal?" Cheng Su suddenly asked.
Xiaoying thought for a moment and said, "It seems he hasn’t come since Sister Lian went home. Why do you ask?"
"No reason, just asking."
"Oh!"
Cheng Su’s face darkened with worry.
She knew that in the past, when Qi Fenglian was around, the family hardly cooked in the evenings, so Zhang Jisheng would eat at the store. Now that he wasn’t coming, was it because she, Cheng Su, was here watching, or was there another reason?
Whether Zhang Jisheng could keep his fidelity, if he truly sought out those women, then what?
Cheng Su shuddered at the thought and suddenly felt a wave of sorrow for Qi Fenglian.
Above the character for "lust" swings a knife. She hoped this man wouldn’t lose his senses to that extent, that he would know when to pull back from the brink.
Otherwise, once the scandal broke, it might destroy this family.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife