Chapter 39

Extra Story- 2

After coming to the United States, apart from work and studies, my only entertainment was losing weight.

To motivate myself to stick with it, I printed out the reasons and pasted them by my bedside.

Every day when I woke up or went to bed, I had to take a look—

“You’re like marinating a piece of pork belly.” — by Meng Qiqi.

Initially, I tried fasting but gave up after two hours.

Later, I considered becoming a vegetarian.

Result: Depressed, irritable, and hormonal imbalance.

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Of course, weight loss always encounters plateaus.

At that time, I happened to be in a cold war with Meng Qiqi.

I participated in a wilderness survival activity, closed and lasting for a month.

In extremely harsh conditions, with a tenacious survival spirit, I finally made it through, alive, and achieved my goal.

After returning, I checked and found that my body fat percentage had reduced to 9.8%.

It can be said that I became quite slim.

After successfully losing weight, what did I want to do?

Meng Qiqi.

Before that, I needed to strengthen my skills in this area since I had no experience.

Initially, I thought about consulting my fellow Shanghainese, Xiao Te.

However, this little rascal told me that there’s no technique, just do it.

No wonder he got divorced from his wife back then.

I thought I was better in this regard; I don’t pretend and ask if I don’t understand.

For this, I specially invited a sex education research expert and a globally renowned doctor in the field of sexual relationships to come to my home.

Apart from that, through repeated experiments, I found that my profile at a forty-five-degree angle was the most charming, the muscle lines looked best while swimming, my legs appeared longest during a layup, and I exuded the most manly charm when sweating profusely.

All noted down to showcase to Second dog when I returned to China.

I planned to make a grand announcement, telling her and everyone in her company that this woman had been claimed by me.

So, I invited her and her colleagues to a lavish dinner as a major client.

I even designed my entrance posture in advance, not to mention the white shirt and handmade trousers I specifically selected for that day—she mentioned that a man rolling up his sleeves to the elbows looked the sexiest.

However, to my surprise, while I waited, the food got cold, and she continued to eat, not even lifting her eyelids to acknowledge me.

I never imagined that after a year and a half of effort, I ended up less captivating than a king crab in her eyes.

I patiently waited until she finished eating.

Finally, she looked up.

I intentionally posed for her to notice.

But, unbelievably, she didn’t recognize me!

Angry.

I left!

Upon reflection, I couldn’t accept it.

Let’s give her another chance.

Under the pretext of official business, we had a chance for a close encounter.

I thought she would recognize me up close.

Then, she would jump up and passionately kiss me in front of everyone, praising how handsome I am, saying she missed me and such.

But no.

She scolded me and even hit me, right there in front of everyone.

Disillusioned.

Started questioning life.

Why did I work so hard to lose weight?

All in vain, even after spending a fortune consulting experts in the United States.

Damn it!

She utterly disdained the cliché of proposing in a presidential suite with roses, embarrassing me to no end, and forcing me to switch hotels at the last minute.

As a result, she decided not to go to the hotel and insisted on going home.

I had to cancel the hotel and go to her place.

A man answered the door, claiming she was taking a shower and urged me not to misunderstand.

How infuriating!

I needed to give her the cold shoulder for a while to teach her a lesson!

Let her taste the frustration of unfulfilled requests.

I flexed my muscles, showcased my physique with a bunch of performances, feeling like a “Duck King.”

However, her reaction was quite indifferent.

After all the turmoil, I finally confirmed one thing.

All my efforts over the past year and a half were completely in vain.

Not only that, due to the prolonged nature of the relationship, our intimate life took a long time to harmonize due to certain physical disparities.

It wasn’t until the night Meng Qiqi’s company caught fire that our souls and bodies perfectly aligned for the first time.

Delightful.

I wished to keep her under me 24 hours a day, doing things intensely (beep—muted), but I couldn’t.

She still had to go to work.

I noticed that the so-called Shang boss had some interest in her.

After all, she was outstanding in terms of appearance and abilities.

Dating a girl like her made me feel a constant sense of crisis, requiring efforts beyond ordinary measures.

However, she had two significant advantages.

Bluntness.

And, she loved me.

That Mr. Shang was rumored to be the son of a media tycoon, quite low-key and humble himself. I couldn’t help but feel the pressure.

Luckily, Second dog was oblivious to her boss’s admiration for her, instead always complaining to me.

She even said that Mr. Shang might have feelings for her.

Perfect.

Her thought process was probably only understandable by me in the whole world.

To be honest, with my financial strength, she could totally afford not to work.

For that little salary, working in such an environment, getting exhausted every day like a dog, it was heartbreaking.

Most importantly, she often ignored me.

But I couldn’t show it.

So, I waited.

Waited for the day she achieved success in her career and married me gloriously.

Unexpectedly, that day came so soon.

I accidentally overheard her telling relatives that she was going to marry me.

Happy.

Adding to the joy, she unexpectedly got pregnant.

I eagerly prepared a nursery for the upcoming little princess, along with a new home, wanting to surprise her.

However, life always has many unexpected twists.

Unfortunately, we lost our first child.

Meng Qiqi and her parents cried bitterly.

I wanted to cry too.

But as a man, it was not allowed.

I packed up the nursery items with teary eyes.

Meng Qiqi talked to me about breaking up.

I knew it was because of the child.

Actually, there was no need.

But she insisted.

I knew she needed time to release stress and adjust her state. I gave her a month.

In the month away from Meng Qiqi, I lived like a wreck.

Xiao Te didn’t like me and chased me out all the time, saying I looked like a zombie.

Even common failures in investments were blamed on me.

I guess my wife gave him a reason to wear a green hat.

After work, Xiao Te invited me to play boxing.

I had nowhere to vent my frustration, and it all ended up on me. A punch broke my arm, but it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Xiao Te took over my job, and I got an unprecedented paid vacation, an extended holiday.

However, the news leaked, and it took a different turn. Rumors spread that my recent performance was poor, leading to my dismissal and getting beaten up by someone. One day, as I leisurely enjoyed an egg tart at KFC, Meng Qiqi showed up.

It’s not that I’m sinister; I just went along with the mistake. In any case, we reconciled.

On her twentieth birthday, we obtained our marriage certificate. Meng Qiqi continued her studies, and I continued to make money. Without her knowledge, I acquired a wealth-generating business. The people who once bullied her suffered a miserable fate in negotiations.

I wanted to surprise her and fulfill her shattered dreams. Unexpectedly, Meng Qiqi started a new venture. This time, I supported her a lot, providing guidance on the big picture and helpful suggestions on details. Even Lin Yan, I recommended to her as a mentor.

I admit I miscalculated in this matter. I only knew that Meng Qiqi wouldn’t have a change of heart. Unexpectedly, this guy Lin Yan had his eyes on my wife. While I was thinking about how to make him back off, Meng Qiqi had already introduced him to her husband.

A worthy wife!

Soon, I regretted supporting her so much. She cared more about her career than me. I returned home late for several days, or didn’t return at all, and she showed no reaction. My phone had no password, she didn’t check. Shirt pockets had business cards, a hint of women’s perfume, she ignored. I came home late or didn’t come home, she didn’t care. Friends envied me, having such a wise wife. Huh. In fact? Adding insult to injury, I found she started using luxury goods unusually.

Today a pair of Hermès slippers. Tomorrow a platinum bag. In a few more days, even the coat changed to Chanel. I checked my credit card; there was not a single transaction record. On her side, I indirectly inquired about her salary, calculated on an annual basis, and she hadn’t received a penny.

These luxury goods were worth hundreds of thousands. Where did she get them?

In a few days, it was my wife’s birthday. This time I did my homework, bought roses, and even a sports car. I planned to give her a surprise. After work, I waited for her outside her company. She called, saying she had something in the evening. I prepared to wait a bit longer, but she came out of the company, got into a sports car, and left.

I stepped on the gas, chasing.

I wished to catch the adulterer!

Finally, the sports car stopped at a French restaurant.

I pushed open the door, rushed over, and took a look.

Apart from her, another person got off the car, unremarkable in appearance.

Meng Qiqi was startled when she saw me and asked what I was doing here.

She even introduced her best friend, Liu Lijuan.

Turned out not to be an adulterer.

Fortunately, I discovered it early, and I hadn’t done anything embarrassing yet.

She said Liu Lijuan earned money from selling luxury goods, treating her to a meal, and enthusiastically showing off those luxury goods on her.

I was a hundred percent sure she didn’t know what luxury goods were.

During this time, my heart had stirred up huge waves, and I was grateful she still knew nothing.

Since then, I would never doubt her again.

A woman so clueless about luxury goods wouldn’t have the intelligence to play such a high-difficulty game of infidelity.

Probably because I revealed my identity at the investment conference, I found Meng Qiqi was obviously different from before.

Actually, I understood her very well.

She looked indifferent, but her self-esteem was strong, always secretly competing with me.

As a married couple, what’s there to fuss about?

My money is yours.

Even I belong to you.

You can ride on my head and be domineering.

Just like a few nights ago when you sat on my face…

But she seemed to mind a lot.

She started learning makeup, improving her taste, alienating our relationship considerably.

I was a bit panicked.

In a panic, I wanted to poke holes in the condoms.

After she found out, she scolded me severely.

But there was also a harvest.

She finally put having a baby on the agenda.

It meant my status at home could finally be elevated a little bit.

More than a year had passed, and my wish had not been fulfilled. This lifetime, undefeated in battles, but repeatedly defeated in the matter of having a child. Seeing Meng Qiqi so desperate to have a child, suffering immense physical and mental pain, I couldn’t bear it. I tried to show an indifferent appearance to ease her pressure.

Unfortunately, it didn’t work.

She unexpectedly said she wanted to do in vitro fertilization.

Such a torturous process.

I strongly objected, and I wouldn’t agree.

But she seemed to be stuck in her own thoughts.

She said she wanted a divorce.

I knew the reason.

Although I was very reluctant, if this could make her temporarily give up tormenting herself, I was willing.

However, when we were processing the divorce at the Civil Affairs Bureau, she gave me a huge surprise.

She had been pregnant for ten weeks.

I felt like I had fallen into a honey jar.

Even my breath was sweet.

But when our first child was born, I was petrified.

He’s a little prince.

What about the little princess I consulted with at Jing’an Temple?

Where the hell is my little princess?

After the birth of our eldest son, Meng Qiqi asked me for baby supplies.

I refused.

Those were meant for the little princess.

For this, she got angry with me, telling me not to daydream and there wouldn’t be a next time.

How could that be?

My son can’t take the effeminate and gay route!

I hid all the things prepared for the daughter properly.

Then I re-equipped the eldest son with baby supplies.

Either white or blue, the straight guy couldn’t get any straighter.

Just like my taste.

But the eldest son happened to look like his mother, very delicate.

Every time I carried him out, people asked if he was the little princess?

I was so depressed.

Sometimes, the eldest son acted cute, raising his arms, wanting a hug, which bothered me a lot.

A manly point, who does he think he is, a little princess?

I lifted him forcefully, carrying him on my neck.

Splatter.

Something warm and sticky slid down from my neck.

I forgot to put diapers on him.

I suggested Meng Qiqi to have another child.

Honestly, after the birth of the eldest son, except for breastfeeding, I did everything.

The child’s mother hasn’t mastered the basic parenting skill of changing diapers to this day.

But every time she hears about it, she quarrels with me.

She even takes out evidence to intimidate me, asking me to break the ridiculous princess dream.

I got a little angry and secretly burned the evidence.

To burn this piece of evidence, I deliberately set the whole bedroom on fire, creating an alibi of not being present.

Unfortunately, without the evidence, Meng Qiqi still insisted.

I was helpless.

Let Xiao Te drive and hit me.

I said many times, just make it look real, no need to be too realistic.

However, he still hit me with a concussion.

Actually, there was nothing major.

It’s just that the doctor described it a bit seriously.

He asked me to leave a last word for my wife.

I only said two words, the daughter…

Then my eyes closed, and I fainted.

The silly dog probably thought I was dead.

The whole hospital heard him crying, saying, let me see my daughter before leaving.

When I woke up, I didn’t dare mention the little princess anymore.

After all, making a clever move ended up making her too sad.

But I forgot, Meng Qiqi is a person of her word.

In a few months, good news came. Meng Qiqi was pregnant!

I said it’s the same whether it’s a boy or a girl, but in my heart, I kept praying for a little princess.

Until one time during an ultrasound, the doctor accidentally let it slip.

Saying, this little guy is really mischievous!

I was heartbroken.

Because this pregnancy was twins!

My princess dream was completely shattered, completely broken.

As a result, they were born, besides a little prince, there was also a little princess.

I can die without regrets.

Meng Qiqi has always taught me not to favor girls over boys, so I treat all three children equally.

Sometimes I secretly treat my daughter better and remind her to keep it a secret, not to let her mother know.

This girl with a heartless personality is probably following her mother. Turning around, she goes to show off to her two brothers.

My two sons’ scheming attributes are probably inherited from me. After discovering it, they didn’t report it and ran to me to negotiate conditions and ask for hush money.

I feel that after having three children, my status at home has not only not increased but also reached the lowest point.

Meng Qiqi is in charge outside, and I am in charge inside. Besides taking care of three children, I also have to pay attention to maintaining my figure and face, so as not to become an old husband and be despised by my wife.

And she, balancing both career and family, seems to be very happy. Recently, she has become even more beautiful, smiling like a young girl.

She said she is like a piece of candy, tasting sweet.

I jokingly asked her, isn’t your taste salty?

Mom came up with three little hooligans and started a beating.

Being a married man is like having no status.

A family of five, I belong to the most low.