66: Chapter 66 might not be about repairing an air conditioner.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaoshuai had no idea that he was about to be stripped bare, secrets and all.

As he pulled out his phone to check the messages he'd missed, he found one that was quite unexpected.

Bai Feng: 'My AC is broken again. Are you free to come fix it, Master?'

Checking the timestamp, he saw it was sent in the afternoon. He'd probably been busy with Ling Rui doing 'that thing' at the time, so it was normal he hadn't seen it.

He still had a rather vivid impression of this beautiful young married woman. Even though they'd only met twice by chance, he remembered her much more clearly than the receptionists at the shops he frequented.

[Bai Feng (7.52)]

[Appearance: 8]

[Figure: 8]

This message of hers was very unusual.

Last time, her AC wasn't actually broken; it was just that the dedicated circuit for it at home hadn't been turned on.

As long as no one deliberately turned it off again, it shouldn't be possible for the AC to be 'broken again.'

Moreover, it was winter now. The underfloor heating in her house should have been fixed long ago, so there was no need for the AC at all.

That made this message rather intriguing.

Zhao Xiaoshuai recalled the briefcase-carrying man he'd encountered when he went to Ling Rui's place last time, and Bai Feng's utterly distraught state the second time he saw her.

His heart stirred slightly as a ridiculous yet likely answer occurred to him.

Of course, so much time had passed since her message. He wasn't sure if Bai Feng had changed her mind. He could only send a message to confirm first.

It was already past seven in the evening. If she still wanted him to come at this hour, the implication was obvious.

'I was a bit busy today and didn't see the message. Is your AC still not fixed? I'm free now.'

Jinrong Garden.

Ever since Bai Feng impulsively sent that text in the afternoon, she had been in a state of extreme anxiety, caught in a constant tangle of regret and resentment.

If he refused, she could just give up. If he agreed, she could mentally prepare herself early.

Yet, as luck would have it, Zhao Xiaoshuai hadn't seen the message, leaving her in agony the entire afternoon.

By now, she was physically and mentally exhausted, her mind not working properly.

She sat alone in the vast, empty house, her expression dark and unreadable.

Ever since that delivery guy, Zhao Xiaoshuai, had pointed out the fact she'd vaguely sensed but refused to acknowledge, she had sent her daughter to her parents' house.

Then, she hired a private investigator and began investigating her husband step by step based on the provided clues.

Not investigating was one thing; once she did, she discovered her husband wasn't constantly socializing for work as he claimed. Instead, he was often neglecting his duties, carousing outside.

He had also found three mistresses.

Zhao Xiaoshuai's ex-girlfriend, Chu Ziqing, probably never imagined she was just one of Shen Lang's playthings.

However, her husband's focus on the three mistresses varied. The other two were only contacted occasionally for intimacy. He spent most of his time with the woman named Chu Ziqing.

They were often seen entering and exiting luxury stores, so it seemed he spent no small amount of money on that vixen.

Thinking about how her husband's gifts to her had become fewer in recent years, and how he'd grown increasingly perfunctory about various anniversaries, endless hatred surged in her heart.

'I trusted you so much, and this is how you treat me!'

'I hate you!'

Bai Feng had already made up her mind to sever this marital relationship. Her feelings could not tolerate betrayal.

The moment she obtained the evidence, she laid her cards on the table with her parents and explained everything.

Her parents supported her and also notified the company, initiating an investigation into Shen Lang's dereliction of duty.

She planned to throw a divorce agreement at Shen Lang on New Year's Eve, absolutely determined not to let him have a good holiday!

As long as Shen Lang didn't want to lose his job and everything completely, he would have no choice but to sign obediently.

She intended to secure child custody. The house was originally a dowry gift from her parents, so she could most likely reclaim it.

When the time came, she would only leave him a car, making him leave with nothing.

Shen Lang came from a poor family background. It was she who married him against all odds, giving him the life he had now.

Everything he gained from her, she would take back.

But her revenge still lacked one crucial step.

She knew what men valued most, knew how to truly hurt him. She would repay him in his own coin.

With a *ding*, the notification sound of a message instantly snapped Bai Feng's wandering consciousness back.

She felt timid, afraid to check if this was the message she had been waiting for.

When it came to actually going through with it, a tangle of emotions twisted inside her, leaving her confused and hesitant.

For a moment, memories of the past flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.

The sweet love during their student days, the resolute marriage despite her parents' opposition, the joyful warmth after having a child.

The gradually increasing arguments, the dwindling time spent together, and herself crying alone in the empty house.

Now, only hatred remained.

Her peripheral vision caught the wedding photo hanging in the living room. The two people in the photo looked deeply in love, faces full of smiles.

Shecasually picked up a cup and smashed it hard against the photo.

The cracks in the glass shattered their smiles beyond recognition. Somewhat satisfied, she picked up her phone to look.

Then she replied: 'It's still not fixed. Come quickly.'

Zhao Xiaoshuai had been waiting in his car for a long time. Just as he decided to give up and drive home, he received Bai Feng's reply.

He let out a soft chuckle and got out of the car directly.

It turned out he was already at Jinrong Garden, right downstairs from Bai Feng's place.

Some simple repair tools were always kept in the trunk. Zhao Xiaoshuai put on a show, carrying a tool bag upstairs.

'These are my husband's slippers. If you don't mind, you can make do with them.'

Bai Feng glanced at him a few more times. In her memory, this delivery guy who also fixed ACs didn't seem this handsome. But thisInvisible eased some of her inner resistance.

Considering what was likely to happen next today, Zhao Xiaoshuai didn't mind. In fact, it added an extra layer of... interest.

'The underfloor heating is a bit too hot at home. I wanted to turn on the AC to cool down a little, but it seems to have problems again.'

Bai Feng offered a rather pale explanation with herActing. Zhao Xiaoshuai didn't call her out on it, merely glancing with the corner of his eye at the shattered wedding photo.

Heskilledly removed the outer casing, checked inside, and immediately found several cut wires.

It seemed someone, not knowing which wire was important, had simply cut them all.

Just as he was about to go through the motions of reconnecting the wires, a seemingly random piece of small talk interrupted him.

'Master, what do you do for work?'

Zhao Xiaoshuai turned around and saw Bai Feng looking hesitant and restless, unable to stand still.

Her heart was in turmoil.

So he added fuel to the fire.

'There's something I only found out later. My ex-girlfriend... she's actually been with your husband for a year. Thinking about it, I'm really pitiful.'

Although Zhao Xiaoshuai's face showed no trace of pity, these words struck Bai Feng's ears like a thunderclap. She gritted her teeth and made her final decision.

'Master, don't you hate it? Don't you want to get back at that pair ofdog and woman!?'