Everyday Hair Salon.
A woman in a tight-fitting, green cheongsam with a high slit stood there, the dress clinging to her figure and accentuating her curves without a hint of excess fat.
A gentle breeze stirred, causing the slit to sway and reveal her long, snow-white legs.
The woman looked at the "Closed" sign hanging on the door with a complicated expression.
Beep beep beep – a WeChat notification.
The woman opened WeChat; it was a message from the private detective.
"Sister Ye, your husband did indeed have an affair with another woman, a married one. But today, that woman got a divorce for your husband. Below are photos taken at the hotel entrance."
Several photos of Wang Cheng and Li Xingran embracing as they entered the hotel.
"I've been cheated on, haven't I?"
"According to our investigation, you've been cheated on for a long time. Divorce? We have divorce lawyer services."
"I'm not divorcing!"
"You're not divorcing? Even after all this?"
"No need for further investigation. I've already transferred the money to your account."
"Thank you, Sister Ye. But I still advise you, once unfaithful, never to be trusted again. Divorce is the best option."
She was Ye Fanzhi, the wife of the adulterer, Wang Cheng.
Before Wang Cheng cheated, Ye Fanzhi loved him very, very much, so much that she couldn't see any other man.
As a result, the man she deeply loved had betrayed her, sleeping with another woman. Ye Fanzhi couldn't accept it.
Love could turn into hate.
If she divorced him so easily, it would be too good for Wang Cheng.
She would get revenge on that despicable man!
At this moment, the taxi arrived outside the Everyday Hair Salon. Liang Canwen, clutching the divorce certificate, got out of the car, walked to the shop door, and took out the key to unlock it, raising his arm.
"Where's the divorce certificate?"
Turning around, a stunning beauty in a green cheongsam, her slender legs and high heels together, bent down. At that moment, the cheongsam outlined her back into a plump, juicy peach.
Ye Fanzhi picked up the divorce certificate, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. She knew why this divorce certificate existed: because this man's wife was with her husband, a pair of adulterers.
Ye Fanzhi turned around but immediately put on a calm smile.
"You dropped your divorce certificate."
"Thank you." Liang Canwen took the divorce certificate.
"Boss, can I get a shampoo?"
"We're closed today."
Liang Canwen wasn't in the mood right now; he wanted to level up, he wanted to make money!
"Oh…" Ye Fanzhi said, dejectedly. "A friend recommended your skills. I just attended my husband's funeral, and I wanted to get a haircut and start over. Since you're closed, I won't bother you."
So young, and already a widow, what a pity.
Liang Canwen hesitated for a moment, "Come in, ma'am."
"Thank you."
Ye Fanzhi, her feet in high heels, entered the small Everyday Hair Salon. She looked around; the shop's decor was very old. Behind the shampoo area was a small door, and behind that door was the home of a family of three.
"Madam, you can come over to wash your hair now," Liang Canwen said, sitting in front of the shampoo chair.
Ye Fanzhi put down her bag and walked over, putting on a towel and reclining on the shampoo chair.
"Madam, which shampoo would you like?"
"What kinds are there?"
"We have all kinds. Many female customers, including my wife, well, my ex-wife, liked this one. Would you like to try it?"
"I won't use the one your ex-wife used!"
Ye Fanzhi suddenly lost her composure.
It was a double entendre. Ye Fanzhi was a woman loyal to both love and her body; she didn't want Wang Cheng if he'd been with other women.
"Use another one."
"Alright."
Liang Canwen squeezed out shampoo and applied it to Ye Fanzhi's black, beautiful hair, beginning to wash it.
"Why did you get divorced? Don't overthink it; I'm just curious. My friend said that the owners of your husband-and-wife shop were very much in love, and I just felt a bit sorry."
Liang Canwen and Li Xingran had indeed been very much in love before, and they had a beautiful daughter. Theirs was the kind of love that all the customers envied.
Liang Canwen massaged the top of Ye Fanzhi's head with his hands, lowering his head to look at Ye Fanzhi's exquisitely beautiful face. "My best friend couldn't stand seeing us so happy. She advised me to get divorced, saying I didn't deserve this, that I could find someone better. Why waste a lifetime with me in this hair salon? So, she divorced me and went off with a married, wealthy man."
"Your wife is such a bitch!"
Liang Canwen didn't say anything. They were divorced, he didn't care anymore.
Ye Fanzhi saw a photo of Liang Yanyan on the shelf beside her and asked, "Is she really your daughter?"
The woman's words were truly 'pleasant'.
"I had it tested. She's my biological daughter. She's in kindergarten now."
"It's lucky for you, at least you have a daughter. I have nothing."
Ye Fanzhi forced a smile.
"You're so young, how did your husband die?"
"He was scavenging for scraps and fell into a latrine, ate a lot of… well, you know, and choked to death."
"Ah?"
Liang Canwen was surprised there was such a pathetic way to die.
But since this lady said so, that must be how it happened.
"Please accept my condolences. The dead cannot be brought back."
"I'm not sad, because before my husband died, he called me and told me to live well, to find a man who loved me. What about you, Boss? Are you planning on finding someone again?"
Liang Canwen looked at the lady's fervent gaze. Why was she telling him all this?
Could it be that if he admitted he was divorced, this 'widow' would follow her husband's last wishes and ask him to remarry her?
"It's alright, I'm probably overthinking things. He's just feeling down and needs someone to talk to."
"I'm not looking anymore. I'm not getting married in this life, it's pointless."
"So, a man wounded by love doesn't believe in it anymore?"
"Screw love. I used to believe in it, but not anymore. Money's fine, sex is fine, but not my heart, no way."
Hearing Liang Canwen say this, Ye Fanzhi revealed a reassuring smile.
Beep beep beep~ A phone rang from the cash register.
"Madam, please wait a moment, I'll go answer the phone."
"Okay."
Ye Fanzhi watched Liang Canwen leave, her expression immediately turning grim. She reached into her bag and pulled out a dagger, slashing the hot water pipe. Hot water sprayed upwards, then rained down onto her cheongsam-clad body.
Her already sexy figure was further accentuated as the cheongsam became damp, clinging to her skin and outlining her curves.
She was doing this on purpose. She didn't move, remaining on the shampoo chair, letting the hot water soak her.
The mistress was furious. She wanted to use her body to exact revenge on Wang Cheng, who had betrayed her.
The phone displayed – Detective Li.
"Mr. Liang, according to our investigation, Wang Cheng's wife is a highly educated woman who returned from overseas. She married Wang Cheng, who came from a rural background, against her family's wishes. She also invested all her money and connections into Wang Cheng's career, which is how Wang Cheng got to where he is today – all thanks to his wife."
"Uh… Mr. Liang, should we tell her about Wang Cheng's affair, or give you her contact information so you can tell her personally?"
"No need."
Ever since he found out that Li Xingran had cheated on him with Wang Cheng, Liang Canwen had started investigating the matter. He had originally wanted to find the other party's wife and go for a complete breakdown, but now, Liang Canwen had dispelled that idea.
Didn't she want to be a rich woman? The path was her own choice, and Liang Canwen wanted to see if she could get her wish!
Liang Canwen didn't believe that women who betrayed their marriages could have a good ending.
Liang Canwen hung up the phone and turned around, only to see that the floor was covered in water. It was flowing out from the hair-washing area behind the screen.
Liang Canwen quickly walked behind the screen and was stunned. He saw that the water pipe had broken, and the hot water was spraying everywhere, soaking the lady in the qipao.
Liang Canwen quickly turned off the valve and grabbed a towel, handing it to Ye Fanzhi.
"Madam, the water pipe broke. Why didn't you call out? You were just lying there."
"I'm so tired, I don't want to move."
Ye Fanzhi sat up, looked down at her soaked qipao, and then lifted her own wet, beautiful eyes, giving Liang Canwen a harmless, pitiful look.
"Boss, I'm drenched."
(End of this chapter)