"Yes."

Wang Dahai nodded and briefly explained Wu Yun's identity and why she was living here.

As she listened to Wang Dahai's explanation, Ning Mei said with a smiling gaze, "Do you, by any chance, have a thing for this Wu Yun?"

"Yikes!" Wang Dahai widened his eyes: "Sister Ning, what are you talking about?"

Ning Mei stared at him with amusement for a few seconds, and Wang Dahai felt uncomfortable all over, as if she could see through all the secrets hidden in his heart.

"Alright, I'll stop teasing you."

Ning Mei came out of the room and sat on the sofa: "You go buy the groceries; I won't join you, you've worn me out."

Coughing once, Wang Dahai went out to buy groceries.

While shopping, he called Wu Yun: "Wu, come back for dinner tonight, I'll introduce you to a friend."

Wu Yun was puzzled.

Introduce a friend again?

She murmured an acknowledgment in confusion.

When he returned home with groceries, Ning Mei was on the phone.

Seeing Wang Dahai come back, she gestured for him not to speak.

"Yeah, I'm going out to clear my mind; handle the divorce however you see fit."

"Negotiate? There's nothing to negotiate. If you want to divorce, let's do it. If not, we'll go through legal proceedings."

Wang Dahai suddenly realized she was talking to Hu Quan.

On the other end of the phone, Hu Quan, infuriated and grim-faced by Ning Mei's words, had his plans disrupted as his wife had suddenly gone out.

He even had the illusion that somehow, Ning Mei knew what he was planning to do to her and deliberately chose this time to leave.

He shook his head, thinking he was overreacting.

Only he and Chen Die knew about this plan, and Wang Dahai too.

But no matter who knew, it couldn't possibly reach Ning Mei's ears.

It was just too coincidental.

Hu Quan had a headache.

He wanted Ning Mei to leave the marriage empty-handed and keep all the assets to himself.

But now, the plan probably couldn't move forward.

He lit a cigarette and suddenly grabbed his phone, dialing a bank president's number: "Chairman Zhu, hello, I have a villa here that I'd like to mortgage loan with you."

"Okay, I'll bring the property deed over to you later."

Since he couldn't threaten Ning Mei to leave without anything, he'd deal with the assets first, transferring all the money away.

By the time he's left without a cent and in debt, Ning Mei would have to share the debts with him.

...

"Sister Ning, was that Hu Quan on the phone?"

Wang Dahai asked casually.

"Yes." Ning Mei's face was expressionless.

Thinking that their years of emotional investment had never mattered to the other party, she felt a pang of desolation.

She felt like she was the butt of a joke, and so was her marriage.

At six-thirty in the evening, Wu Yun was the first to return.

As she opened the door and looked toward the living room, she didn't see Jiang Yiren but saw a strange woman instead.

This woman appeared to be in her thirties, with an air of elegance and a languid gaze, sitting there as if she were the mistress of the house.

Moreover, the woman was very beautiful and well-proportioned, simply perfect.

Wu Yun couldn't help feeling a bit inferior.

She was pretty too, and in terms of looks and figure, she was not inferior to Ning Mei, and only in terms of aura did she fall short compared to Jiang Yiren.

But such an aura relies on wealth to cultivate over time.

Without money, it's easy to feel inferior.

When Wang Dahai first arrived in the city, he too felt inferior because he had no money.

But as time passed and he met more people, he gradually developed confidence.

Even when facing Secretary Chen, he could maintain his composure.

Wang Dahai was cooking in the kitchen, heard someone enter, and saw her return.

He put down the spatula and came over to introduce, "Wu, this is Ning Mei, a friend of my senior."

"Sister Ning, this is my friend, Wu Yun."

Ning Mei stood up gracefully and smiled, "Hello, Wu."

"Hello, Sister Ning." Zhou Qian felt slightly unnatural and didn't dare to make eye contact with her.

Ning Mei noticed her nervousness and restraint, pulled her hand with a smile, and said, "Wu is very pretty, do you have a boyfriend?"

"No."

"Really? You're so pretty and still single?"

Ning Mei's surprise seemed genuine.

Beautiful women never lack suitors, especially girls from small places who tend to lack confidence.

As long as the suitors are willing to put in some effort, it's pretty much a sure win.

Yet, Wu Yun was still single.

The two women sat on the couch chatting, while Wang Dahai continued to cook.

Shortly after, Jiang Yiren came back.

"Sister Ning, you're here."

Jiang Yiren approached naturally and said, "Wu, you're off work too."

"Yeah." Wu Yun felt a bit more at ease.

Although she had only met Jiang Yiren for a day, Jiang Yiren wasn't overthinking things and they got along well, their relationship improved quickly.

With her presence, the atmosphere wasn't as awkward as when it was just her and Ning Mei.

Around seven o'clock, dinner was served, and Wang Dahai called out, "Dinner's ready."

The three women washed their hands and came over to eat.

Wang Dahai brought beer, one can for each person.

During dinner, Wang Dahai told Wu Yun that Ning Mei would also be staying over, sharing a room with Jiang Yiren.

She naturally had no objections.

She had her own room, and it had taken some insistence on her part for Wang Dahai to even accept rent.

Moreover, after interacting, she found both women easy to get along with, with no conflicts between them.

She quite liked this atmosphere.

After dinner, the three women sat on the sofa and chitchatted incessantly.

Wang Dahai grabbed his clothes and went to the restroom, and after showering, he changed into clean shorts and a T-shirt.

Ning Mei patted beside her, "Sit here."

Wang Dahai glanced at the spot; to his left was Ning Mei and to his right was Jiang Yiren.

Wu Yun was sitting on Jiang Yiren's lap.

He hesitated for a moment before sitting down.

"I'm going to take a shower," said Wu Yun, noting it was getting late, so she stood up and returned to her room to get her clothes.

After she left, Ning Mei suddenly asked, "Dahai, are you sleeping on the sofa tonight?"

"Yeah."

"Isn't it uncomfortable sleeping on the sofa?"

"It's alright, I can sleep."

Ning Mei's eyes twinkled, and she said, "Why don't you sleep with Sister Ning then?"

"..." Wang Dahai's lips twitched.

Jiang Yiren's face turned red.

Ning Mei chuckled, "The bed's big enough, and we three can fit."

Wang Dahai awkwardly replied, "I think I'd better not, I'm fine with the sofa."

Ning Mei feigned anger, "What's the matter, you despise your sister?"

"No... it's just not quite appropriate."

"What's inappropriate about it? I don't mind, do you, Yiren?"

Jiang Yiren remained silent.

Ning Mei continued, "See, even your senior doesn't mind."

As she spoke, her hand reached for Wang Dahai's thigh and slowly slipped inside the leg of his shorts.

And in front of Jiang Yiren, she did so without any hesitation.

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