The husband cheated for 20 years; when the wife learned the truth, she broke down

Chapter 1: Why Are You Still

Gu Qiao stood at the entrance of the nightclub.

She looked at the tall and magnificent building before her, as one expensive car after another stopped and men of wealth stepped out in costly suits.

She wore a cheap beige long dress, which made her look somewhat out of place.

Gu Qiao's face was made up, her makeup glamorous, her long hair draped over her shoulders, covering what was originally a pure and gentle face; even her bright eyes were hidden behind thick, long lashes.

A car stopped, and a middle-aged man stepped out, a bodyguard at his side holding an umbrella for him. Gu Qiao looked at this middle-aged man, with his greasy face, Mediterranean hairstyle, and beer belly; she frowned, her fingers clenched tightly.

The middle-aged man had clearly taken a fancy to Gu Qiao, a greedy light showing in the depths of his eyes as he stared fixedly at Gu Qiao's fair, delicate neck.

"How much for one night."

Gu Qiao shrank back and dodged, but thinking of her younger brother's surgery fee, she gritted her teeth tightly and stepped forward, "Three hundred thousand."

"Three hundred thousand, that's enough for me to sleep with several young models. You don't even look at what you are." The man was still somewhat unwilling to give up, but Gu Qiao resisted, not a single cent less than three hundred thousand, and the middle-aged man left impatiently.

The cold wind blew on Gu Qiao's face, and a layer of goosebumps rose on the fair skin left bare by the woman.

In front of the glittering and splendid nightclub, a plainly dressed nineteen-year-old girl sat by the roadside, the doctor's words echoing in her ears: 'Your brother's heart can't be delayed any longer; he must have surgery as soon as possible.' She reached up and covered her face with both hands, her shoulders trembling slightly.

She didn't know what she should do.

Suddenly a pleasant male voice sounded above Gu Qiao's head, "Wipe it."

Gu Qiao raised her head and looked at that hand with clearly defined knuckles, holding a handkerchief. She took it and looked at him. The man wore an expensive black suit, had a fatally handsome face, and a pair of dark eyes that held a cold gleam yet without any sharpness.

As she watched the man sizing her up, a sense of humiliation rose in Gu Qiao's heart. Was he treating her like the other women here? But wasn't she just out selling herself?

The man spoke, his voice faint and thin, asking, "First time?"

Hearing this low, pleasant voice, Gu Qiao clenched her fingers tightly, her back ramrod straight, "Yes."

"How much?"

Gu Qiao said, "Three hundred thousand."

A young, handsome man standing behind this man laughed, "Third Brother, are virgins this expensive these days? Even someone with an ordinary look dares to ask for three hundred thousand."

"Third Brother, if you like, why don't I pick a few for you? I guarantee they'll be better than this kind of goods."

The man smiled faintly and said, "Give her the money."

Gu Qiao looked at the check in her hand. She blinked, and when she raised her head, that group of people had already left. She looked at that handsome, upright figure in an expensive black suit, and she ran after him.

"Sir--"

Gu Qiao ran over, somewhat anxious. She took out a piece of paper and a pen from her pocket, wrote down her name and contact information, and handed it to this man, extremely stubborn, "Since sir won't buy me, this money counts as borrowed from sir. I will pay it back."

The man took it from her hand, looked at the contact information on it, and smiled faintly, seeming somewhat mocking, "Pay it back, how will you pay it back?"

Chapter 2: Chase After Him

Gu Qiao knew she didn't have that much money now, but if she took on a few more part-time jobs, she could always pay it back. She looked at him, a starlight seeming to flicker in the depths of her eyes, her voice firm, "I will definitely pay it back. I don't want to owe anyone anything."

After saying that, she turned and left.

After Gu Qiao left.

Bo Yanqi looked at the paper in his hand, on which the two characters 'Gu Qiao' were written in elegant handwriting. Beside him, someone said, "Third Brother, the way young girls strike up conversations these days is quite special."

Striking up a conversation?

Bo Yanqi smiled, unconcerned. That girl just now, though made up, had a pair of eyes that were exceptionally clear, seeming out of place with the money-and-ambiguity atmosphere here. That was why he had come over to help her.

Bo Yanqi looked at the paper in his hand. He was just about to throw it away when he discovered that on the back of this paper was a receipt from a blood donation station.

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Gu Qiao had only gone home to change clothes and wash her face, then hurried to the hospital.

The woman's skin had a bloodless pallor, her delicate features clean and elegant.

She paid the surgery fee and watched Gu Shi'an enter the operating room.

Her heart was in her throat, and she stood at the operating room door the whole time.

She waited until the surgery ended, and the doctor said that one sentence: 'The surgery was very successful, but he needs to be observed for a few days. Your brother should wake up around tomorrow.'

Only at that moment did Gu Qiao let go of all her strength.

She sat on a rest chair in the hospital corridor for a long, long time.

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Gu Shi'an woke up the next day. Having just had surgery, he was very weak.

These past few days, Gu Qiao had kept watch in the hospital room almost every night.

Gu Shi'an smiled, the sixteen-year-old boy's face carrying a brilliant smile, "Sis, go back. I'm fine here. I'll call the doctor myself. Don't you still have to go to school?"

Gu Qiao shook her head, picked up a cup, poured him a glass of water, and placed it in his palm, "Drink some water."

Gu Shi'an looked at her, somewhat agitated, "Sis, you didn't give up your studies for me, did you? Sis, how could you do that? It's me who dragged you down."

Seeing Gu Shi'an becoming more and more agitated, Gu Qiao reached out and pressed his shoulder. The boy's shoulder was thin and weak, and she felt especially distressed, "Shi'an, I only took a few days off. How could I not go to school? Don't overthink it. Look, I came here to keep you company and even brought my professional books."

As Gu Qiao spoke, she reached out and pointed to a book placed on the bedside table.

Only then did Gu Shi'an feel reassured.

"Sis, you're not allowed to do so much for me..."

"You are my younger brother, the only family sister has in this world."

Gu Qiao looked at him. Because of his heart condition, the handsome boy seemed especially thin and weak. She slowly lowered her eyes, reached out and patted his shoulder, "Rest well. I'll be right here. Call me when you wake up."

But Gu Shi'an asked, "Sis, where did the surgery fee come from..."

"I..."

Seeing Gu Qiao hesitate, Gu Shi'an frowned. A guess formed in his heart, and he immediately became agitated, "Sis, did you go to the Leng family?"

Gu Qiao shook her head, "No."

"Sis, even if I die of illness, I don't want you to go beg the Leng family."

"Shi'an..." Gu Qiao said softly, "Sister didn't go to the Leng family. Don't worry. This money was borrowed by me. It has nothing to do with the Leng family. It was a... kind person who lent it to me..."

A kind person.

Gu Qiao thought of the man at the nightclub entrance in the expensive suit, handsome and elegant. She suddenly remembered the handkerchief the man had given her. She had been in such a hurry when she went back yesterday that she didn't know where she had put it.

For the whole afternoon, Gu Qiao looked at her book, but her mind was full of thoughts about where she had put this handkerchief.

At 6 p.m., Qin Zhi came to the hospital room to visit Gu Shi'an. Qin Zhi was Gu Qiao's friend. She said to Qin Zhi, "Stay here and help me look after Shi'an. I'm going out for a bit."

"Okay."

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Gu Qiao searched the bedroom from top to bottom.

Finally she found it in the bathroom. She picked up this handkerchief. Silver-gray, very simple but with fine fabric, without a single pattern, and it seemed to still carry a very faint scent of men's perfume.

She packed the meal she had made into a thermal container, carried it, and went out.

While waiting for the bus, a black Bentley passed in front of her. Through the half-open car window, just for that instant, Gu Qiao discovered that this was the gentleman from that night.

She was stunned for a moment.

She chased after him--

Chapter 3: Passing By

Inside the Bentley.

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and saw the figure chasing the car. He wanted to tell Mr. Bo, but when he looked up and saw Bo Yanqi resting with his eyes closed, he didn't dare make a sound.

Gu Qiao watched that car drive farther and farther away.

Panting, she stopped in her tracks.

The bus came. She withdrew her gaze, got on the bus, and after a forty-minute ride arrived at the hospital.

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In the hospital.

After eating, Gu Shi'an wanted to read, but Gu Qiao stopped him. She took the book away, turned off the light, "What you need to do now is rest well. Only with good rest can your body slowly recover, and only then can you go to school."

"I know, sis. Don't worry about me."

When Qin Zhi was about to leave, she took a stack of money out of her wallet and stuffed it into Gu Qiao's hand, "This money isn't much, but take it."

"Zhizhi." Gu Qiao frowned and, without a word, stuffed the money into Qin Zhi's bag. She and Qin Zhi had known each other since high school, best friends for many years. Qin Zhi's family circumstances were ordinary; her parents were teachers, and their life was fairly good, but not wealthy.

"Gu Qiao, Shi'an had such a big surgery and you didn't even tell me. If I hadn't noticed you weren't at school, I wouldn't have known about this. I don't have much money, but you must take this money."

Gu Qiao's eyes reddened, "Zhizhi, thank you."

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Gu Shi'an's body slowly recovered, though he took a lot of medicine every day. After a month and a half, Gu Shi'an was discharged from the hospital and returned home. Gu Qiao used her time outside class to work three part-time jobs.

Time was peaceful and warm.

Gu Shi'an liked to paint. After Gu Qiao got off work from the cafe at 8 p.m., she went to the store and bought him a drawing board and paints, then carried them back. When she reached the entrance of her home, Gu Qiao saw a silver car parked at the entrance of the apartment building.

She took out her keys, opened the door, and went in.

When Gu Shi'an saw Gu Qiao return, his expression softened. He looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa and said coldly, "My sister is back. You should go."

"Shi'an, Dad, I've come to take you..."

Gu Qiao looked at this middle-aged man. She knew him. This was... Gu Shi'an's father...

Gu Shi'an was three years younger than Gu Qiao. Gu Qiao and he were not biological siblings. Gu Shi'an was adopted by her mother after she left the Leng family. This middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes before them was Gu Shi'an's father.

"Uncle, hello."

"Gu Qiao, my business in the United States is now improving. His mother is ill and has been thinking of him all along. I know that what happened back then was our fault, and I hope to give him a chance to make it up. I know he likes to paint, and I've already contacted a school in the United States... His health is poor, so I've contacted a medical team in the United States. They have the best conditions."

Gu Qiao said, "I understand, uncle. I will persuade him."

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That night, Gu Shi'an lost his temper, "I'm not leaving. Why should I go with them? Where were they when I was sick? Sis, I'm not leaving. I want to stay here with you. Sis, you said I am your only family. I won't leave."

Gu Qiao thought about a lot. She looked at Gu Shi'an's thin, handsome face and held back the tears in her eyes, "But... you will drag me down... I don't want to... keep taking care of you..."

After saying this, Gu Qiao could no longer face him so calmly. She was afraid that the next moment she would burst into tears. She ran into the bedroom and closed the door.

How could she not want Shi'an to stay by her side? But Shi'an's illness had only temporarily improved; his heart still needed follow-up treatment, and only in the United States could there be better treatment.

Moreover, she believed that Gu Shi'an's father would give him the best treatment conditions.

Gu Qiao did not rest all night. The next day, she heard the sound of a car engine from downstairs. She ran to the window and opened it to look, and the silver car from last night had left.

Somewhat panicked, she opened the door and ran out, and saw a note left on the coffee table.

'Sis, I won't drag you down.'

At this moment, Gu Qiao wept uncontrollably.

There was also a check for 300,000, left by Gu Shi'an's father.

That night, Gu Qiao took the money and waited at the nightclub entrance. She wanted to return the money to that gentleman.

It was here that she had met that gentleman, so Gu Qiao had no choice but to choose to wait here.

She didn't wait for him.

She knew that for a man of such noble status, this money was only enough to buy one of his suits, so he naturally wouldn't care. But she cared...

She had said she would pay it back, and she definitely would pay it back to him.

For several days in a row, Gu Qiao waited at the nightclub entrance, but she never ran into him. Could it be that he didn't like coming to this kind of place, and last time was merely a coincidence?

On Friday night.

Gu Qiao came out of the hospital and received a call from a friend. Gu Qiao asked this friend to introduce her to a part-time job, "Qiaoqiao, a friend of mine works as a waitress at Donggong. She has a date tonight, so go fill in for her. The pay for the night shift will be double for you, 400 yuan, how about it?"

"I understand."

Gu Qiao hurried to 'Donggong' and put on makeup. The makeup was exquisite and seductive, completely different from her usual plain and elegant appearance.

Above the 8th floor were luxurious presidential suites, a place only diamond members could enter.

Gu Qiao carried a bottle of red wine and walked over, looking at the room number. The supervisor had said it was a gentleman in room 8086 who had ordered the wine, worth fifty-one thousand a bottle, and told her to carry it carefully.

She knocked on the door, and Gu Qiao said, "Sir, the wine you ordered."

The door was opened from the inside. Gu Qiao cried out in surprise as her wrist was seized by a force, and the red wine in her hand fell to the ground.

A masculine scent hit her in the face, carrying the smell of alcohol, and a burning, not at all gentle kiss pressed down. Gu Qiao struggled, but given the disparity in strength between a man and a woman, her whole body was pinned down on the bed, unable to move.

"Help, mm... let go..."

She pounded hard on the man's back. Suddenly she stared wide-eyed at the man so close at hand, that handsome, deep-featured face, that finely chiseled profile, those eyes like cold stars held within - this was...