The Garden of Deadliness: A Whirlpool of Love, Murder and Death

vs 1 The wife's living room

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It was my wedding anniversary with Song Chunhua, and I went home early to celebrate with her.

I had just walked into the living room when I heard someone chatting in the bedroom.

It was her voice with a boy.

She said, "Two-thirds of the group is mine, and if I let him die, he'll have to die."

The boy chimed in, "Sister is so good."

Through the slit in the hidden door, I saw a boy lying on her chest, like a well-behaved puppy.

I know the boy.

He was a college classmate of my son Ma Kangwei, and last week they were having a party at home.

Now he climbed into the bed of my wife, the man he should call auntie.

I pushed open the door, and the boy immediately panicked, didn't even have time to put on his clothes, and ran away with his pants.

Song Chunhua looked at me defiantly: "Divorce, Ma Zhi, do you dare?"

Yes, I dare not.

I didn't dare to risk my reputation and family, and I couldn't let her take two-thirds of my career in vain, all of which I had painstakingly managed.

I took a deep breath, then a smile drew from the corner of my mouth.

"Say what, don't you just play with the little boys?" I laughed.

She looked at me with contempt in her eyes.

She couldn't seem to believe that her man could be incompetent and weak to such an extent.

As everyone knows, from that moment on, she was dead in my eyes.

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At that time, Song Chunhua's parents looked down on me, a poor boy with nothing, and felt that I was not worthy of their big miss of the Song family.

But despite her family's opposition, she insisted on marrying me, even if she broke with her family.

In the end, her parents compromised.

Not only did they agree to her marrying me, but they also gave us a small amount of start-up capital to start a business.

Without that money, my career would be on the right track, and I would have to afford to buy the house at Yong'an Garden No. 8, even if I had to wait a few more years.

It is precisely because of this that I have never treated her badly over the years.

Even though she never participated in the company's operations, even though she never knew how to eat, drink and have fun, I still let her take the majority of the family property and the company's shares.

The capital she took to show off to the little boy in the bed was all true.

I knew I was from a bad background, and that I had married her to a fairy in heaven, so I did my best to be nice to her.

Everything she wants, I will try my best to give it to her.

But she never seemed to want to be a wife.

To fight the whole world for the sake of being with me is like the highest peak of our love, and then there is only a downhill road.

She was profligate, she abused banned drugs, she was hanging out with a bunch of idlers who didn't know who they were.

I could bear all this, and I thought she would wake up sooner or later.

Later, we had a son, named Ma Kangwei, and another daughter, named Ma Kangmin.

For a long time, our family of four was the envy of outsiders.

But only I knew that there was never a moment when she was stable and healthy.

Later, my son and daughter grew up, the company got bigger and bigger, and I got busier and busier.

My whole mind is for this family and this company, so that she and her children can have a better life.

But her indifference and contempt for me were better than a day.

My repeated forbearance, but in exchange for her more and more excessive, now even the last trace of loyalty is gone.

She not only looked down on me as a person, but also wanted to take my property and life, and she had already touched my bottom line.

Now she has fainted so arrogantly that she tells her son's college classmates in bed that if she wants me to die, I will die.

I've reached a point where I can't help but resist.

I knew very well that if she could say it, she could do it.

She could have gone crazy for me, and now she can go crazy for other boys.

She hadn't changed in all these years.

The only thing I'm glad about is that she hasn't really fallen in love with anyone yet.

She would say that to the boy, after all, just playing with sexual power.

But what if one day she really fell in love with someone.

I dare not think again.

I had to do it first.

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The next day, I was at home