Chapter 1814

Zhao Desan walked back to the living room blankly. Zheng Jie was busy serving dishes to the dining table. Inadvertently, she looked up at Zhao Desan and found him standing there in a daze, so she asked strangely, "What's wrong with you? Why is your face so ugly? Are you feeling unwell?"

A few words of care and concern immediately brought a wave of warmth to Zhao Desan's heart. She was still so considerate, still so understanding. But Zhao Desan felt a change in the words that used to sound so refreshing. He always felt that they had some water in them now and didn't dare to be sure how much sincerity was in her words.

But for some reason, Zhao Desan felt a sense of being moved when hearing this. For a moment, his eyes actually blurred. He immediately rubbed his face with his hands to cover it up and said, "Nothing, let's eat!"

Although Zheng Jie had spent a lot of effort making a table full of rich dishes for this dinner, Zhao Desan found the food tasteless. Such good food, in his mouth, was like an old cow chewing grass, rolling around in his mouth, but he just couldn't swallow it. Several times he wanted to open his mouth and question Zheng Jie: "Why did you betray me? Why did you steal a man behind my back?" But in the end, he couldn't say a word.

Zhao Desan suddenly found himself so fragile, so vulnerable, so weak and incompetent. Zhao Desan knew Zheng Jie very well; she was the kind of woman who was stubborn to the bone. Even if he made it clear to her, she might not hide it. At worst, she might just go along with her mistakes without looking back.

The subtle changes in Zhao Desan's expression did not escape Zheng Jie's eyes. She clearly noticed his abnormality and change.

After dinner, until Nini fell asleep, Zheng Jie took another shower and changed into a sexy nightgown. She came to the bed and turned around in front of Zhao Desan, asking, "Desan, do I look beautiful? Ugh... this nightgown is really annoying. Why is the neckline so low? Even my chest is exposed. Look..."

Zhao Desan knew that this was Zheng Jie's way of actively showing her love to him. For her, this was already a limit beyond her usual self. Generally speaking, it was always Zhao Desan who took the initiative.

Zhao Desan looked at Zheng Jie's charming performance, but for some reason, he couldn't find any excitement. On the contrary, he felt a very strong sense of resistance in his heart. He couldn't help but think: Was it possible that during the days I wasn't home, she wore this nightgown, stood in this position, and the person lying on the bed wasn't me, but another man? She was trying her best to show her flirtatiousness, and perhaps it wasn't just this; it might be even more unbearable...

Zhao Desan couldn't help but raise his hand and hammer his head heavily a few times. He wanted to suppress these unbearable thoughts as quickly as possible, but his heart was like a mess, uncomfortable and unsettled.

Zheng Jie leaned against him uneasily, touched his forehead with her hand, and asked, "What is wrong with you?"

Zhao Desan pushed her hand away irritably and said, "Nothing, I'm just a bit tired." As he spoke, his eyes inadvertently fell on her exposed thighs. Upon looking, his heart tightened suddenly, because he clearly saw a bruise deep on the thigh he was very familiar with. For a man who was very good at observing, he could definitely conclude that this was a mark left by a forceful kiss or a pinch. This mark would look even more obvious by tomorrow morning.

Perhaps Zheng Jie had a guilty conscience. Soon, she tucked her exposed thighs into her nightgown and said in a teasing tone, "I see that I don't have any attraction to you now. I originally wanted to reward you properly tonight, but you are deliberately finding excuses to avoid me. Then don't blame me. When you want it tomorrow, I won't want it anymore!"

"Let's talk about it tomorrow. I'm really a bit tired today," Zhao Desan said with no interest.

Zheng Jie saw that Zhao Desan seemed really exhausted, so she didn't tease him anymore. The two went to bed very early. After turning off the lights, Zhao Desan felt Zheng Jie hugging his waist from behind, but this feeling, perhaps because of some other reasons, made him feel a bit strange. He turned his back to Zheng Jie and almost didn't sleep all night. He thought about many things. From some clues, it was indeed true that Zheng Jie was a bit wrong, but after all, he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, so it was wrong to misunderstand her like this. So, after a night of thinking, in order to prove his thoughts and, conversely, to prove Zheng Jie's innocence, Zhao Desan came up with a good idea: to use his most proficient technique to verify his thoughts.

The next day, Zheng Jie made breakfast, ate with Zhao Desan and Nini, and told Zhao Desan that someone was coming to pick up goods at the store today, so she had to watch it and asked Zhao Desan to wait for her at home. This created a space for Zhao Desan, who nodded and said, "Sister-in-law, you go ahead, come back after you're done."

Zheng Jie gave him a charming look and then walked out of the house with Nini. Zhao Desan came to the balcony with a heavy heart, watching the mother and daughter walking out of the residential area holding hands. He had an indescribable feeling. Before he discovered the clues on Zheng Jie, he was very much enjoying this warm 'family' life. But last night, he suffered from insomnia for the first time sleeping with Zheng Jie, completely sleepless for a night. He thought carefully about the time he had been with Zheng Jie. He had truly paid a lot for her, almost risking his political career to offend Zheng Tulu. But he had only been away for three months, and she seemed to have a new love. Thinking that he had paid so much for Zheng Jie and even took out his savings to help her open a small building materials company, yet she treated him like this, Zhao Desan felt very unfair. He thought he must find out the truth today, as if he wanted to have a clear understanding in his heart. Standing on the balcony watching Zheng Jie and her daughter walk out of the residential area and disappear from his sight, Zhao Desan returned to the living room, paused for a moment, walked directly into the bedroom, found a small video camera he had placed there, and charged it.

Since today was Friday, Nini didn't have classes in the afternoon, so she returned home alone at noon.

The video camera had been charging all morning and was almost full. Success or failure depended on this one move. Zhao Desan looked at the video camera placed next to the TV and said to Nini, "Nini, you go do your homework first. Uncle is going out for a bit and will be back soon."

Nini obediently said "En" and skipped back to her room to do her homework.

Zhao Desan watched the innocent Nini enter her room, stood up slowly, picked up the video camera next to the TV, and turned to leave the house.

In no time, Zhao Desan came back carrying the video camera. It turned out that in broad daylight, people were coming and going in the residential area, and there was simply no suitable opportunity for him to install the video camera. So, he had to return disappointed and wait until after dinner.

At dusk, Zhao Desan finally completed his important task. He arrived outside the main gate of the residential area, found a suitable location, and waited for the prey to take the bait.

Zheng Jie seemed to be back much earlier than last night. Around eight o'clock, Zhao Desan saw Zheng Jie's figure appearing not far away. He didn't have time to see if there was another man following her, so he immediately turned and ran back to the big tree in the residential area, turned on the switch of the already set-up video camera, and after everything was ready, he slipped back home like a civet cat, waiting for the result he really didn't want to accept.

Zhao Desan, restless, kept pacing in the living room, feeling completely out of sorts. But unexpectedly, at this moment, the room door was opened, and Zheng Jie appeared at the door. Zhao Desan stood at attention in the middle of the living room and asked, "Why are you back?"

Zheng Jie looked at Zhao Desan with suspicious eyes and asked back, "Why can't I come back?"

"Oh, oh, I didn't mean that. I meant to say, why are you back so early today?" Zhao Desan hurriedly covered up.

"Isn't it good to be back early today?" Zheng Jie still didn't answer Zhao Desan's question directly.

"Oh, good, good." Zhao Desan really wanted to get angry, but after all, he didn't have a suitable reason. ===== CHAPTER 1815 =====