The Quagmire of Desire: From Gambling Addict and Village Flower to Movie Queen

Zhang Ming's wife slammed the door and left in the early hours of the morning, but has now returned.

But the two ignored him and continued to entangle themselves on the sofa.

The person outside pushed the door, but couldn't open it, so they tried to open it with the key a few more times.

The door lock still won't open.

Zhang Ming had locked the door from the inside beforehand.

A woman's cursing voice came from outside the door: "Zhang Ming, you bastard, open the door for me!"

Zhang Ming ignored her and continued his actions on Liu Meiling.

"I know you're in there! Open the door!"

The door was pounded on loudly.

Liu Meiling lay on the sofa, looking at the ceiling, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Zhang Ming lowered his head and kissed her, and she didn't dodge.

The banging outside the door grew louder and louder, like someone kicking the door repeatedly.

Zhang Ming ignored everything and held Liu Meiling tightly.

At this moment, all he wanted was to take revenge on that woman.

Liu Meiling went along with him, thinking that Coach Zhang usually seemed gentle and mild-mannered, but he could be quite frightening when he went crazy.

The sounds of kicking the door gradually subsided, replaced by the sound of a woman crying.

"Zhang Ming, open the door..."

Zhang Ming ignored her.

Beneath him, Liu Meiling closed her eyes, savoring the absurdity of this morning.

After a while, Zhang Ming deliberately opened the door and then quickly ran back to the sofa.

Liu Jing stood at the door, still holding a supermarket shopping bag in her hand, staring at the two people on the living room sofa, as if she had been frozen in place.

Liu Meiling, shirtless, sat on Zhang Ming's waist with her hands on his shoulders.

They both stopped, but neither of them was in a hurry to separate.

Liu Jing's face turned from white to red. The shopping bag fell to the ground, and the apples inside rolled out and stopped at the foot of the coffee table.

"You...you all..."

Liu Jing's voice sounded like it was being squeezed out of her throat.

Liu Meiling remained calm and unhurried. She slowly got off Zhang Ming, stepped barefoot on the floor, bent down to pick up her clothes, and put them on.

"You're back?" Zhang Ming said, his voice calmer than Liu Meiling had expected. "Perfect, let's get things cleared up today."

Liu Jing's lips were trembling: "Zhang Ming, are you even human?"

"Didn't you say you wanted a divorce?" Zhang Ming stood up from the sofa, his belt undone, the red buckle dangling. "See you in court, right?"

Looking at Zhang Ming's gaze, and then at Liu Meiling who was fastening her bra, Liu Jing felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

Liu Meiling got dressed, sat on the sofa, and lit a cigarette.

Liu Jing's eyes widened like saucers: "What kind of attitude is this? I've been with you for five years, and this is how you treat me?"

"So what if it's been five years?" Zhang Ming sneered. "You were having sex with that man in the floral shirt right in front of me, what do you call that?"

Liu Jing was speechless for a moment.

Zhang Ming continued, "I've never been humiliated like that in my entire life. You tied me up and let him have sex with you in front of me, and you still called me trash. Liu Jing, how dare you come back?"

Liu Jing bit her lip, tears streaming down her face: "I was wrong, I was just confused for a moment, he lied to me, he said he wanted to marry me..."

"Then go find him," Zhang Ming said. "Aren't you going to marry him?"

"He lied to me!"

Liu Jing suddenly shouted, "That bastard lied to me! He's never divorced. His wife brought people to his workplace, and now he's lost his job..."

Zhang Ming laughed loudly: "So you want to come back to me? Do you think I'm an idiot?"

Liu Meiling watched the farce unfold while smoking a cigarette.

Liu Jing turned her head and glared fiercely at Liu Meiling: "Get out, this is my house."

Liu Meiling exhaled a smoke ring: "Your house? Aren't you two getting a divorce? Who bought this house?"

Zhang Ming said, "I bought it."

Liu Jing was stunned again.

Zhang Ming said, "It was bought before the marriage, and it's registered in my name."

Liu Jing's lips turned white: "Zhang Ming, are you even human? I've been with you for five years, and this is how you treat me? If you let this bitch go today, we can still talk things over."

Zhang Ming glanced at Liu Meiling, signaling her not to move.

Then, in front of Liu Jing, Zhang Ming walked back to Liu Meiling's side, sat down heavily, and put his arm around Liu Meiling's waist.

"She's not leaving today," Zhang Ming said. "You either go ahead and sue me now, or get out of here."

Liu Jing watched as Zhang Ming embraced Liu Meiling, sitting on her sofa, her whole body trembling.

"I recorded what happened last night," Liu Meiling suddenly said. "If you go to court to sue Zhang Ming for cheating, I'll post the video online and let everyone see how shameless you and your lover are."

Liu Jing's face turned pale.

Liu Meiling smiled and said, "You'd better be sensible and sign the divorce agreement voluntarily. This house is Zhang Ming's premarital property and has nothing to do with you. You won't get anything. If you behave, Zhang Ming might even give you some."

Zhang Ming glanced at Liu Meiling but didn't say anything.

Liu Jing stood there for a few seconds, then suddenly rushed into the kitchen.

Liu Meiling was startled, thinking she was going to take out a knife.

As a result, Liu Jing rushed into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, picked up a bunch of things and threw them out—eggs, beer, yogurt—all of which were smashed on the floor, leaving the floor in a mess.

"If I'm not having a good time, you won't have one either!" Liu Jing shouted as she threw the object, tears streaming down her face.

Zhang Ming stood up, walked over, and grabbed her arm: "That's enough!"

Liu Jing shook off his hand and slapped him across the face with a crisp sound.

Zhang Ming covered his face, completely stunned.

Liu Jing cried again: "Zhang Ming, you weren't like this before. You've changed because of this woman..."

"I haven't changed," Zhang Ming said. "You've changed. Think about it yourself. How have you treated me all these years? You gamble every day, hang out with shady people, and when you run out of money, you ask me for more. You don't cook, you don't do housework. Have you ever listened to anything I've said?"

"You still won't let me touch you," Zhang Ming said, his voice much lower. Liu Jing didn't say anything.

"It's been three years," Zhang Ming said. "Three years without me even touching you, and you've been sleeping with other people. How can I tolerate that?"

Liu Meiling listened from the sofa, thinking to herself that this was even more sensational than an unfinished building project.

Liu Jing wiped away her tears and pointed at Liu Meiling: "She's just a little younger and a little more seductive than me. Are you just lusting after her body?"

Zhang Ming didn't say anything.

Liu Jing then said, "Do you think that because she's being this nice to you, she won't be nice to someone else tomorrow?"

Liu Meiling thought for a moment, then stood up and walked up to Liu Jing: "Sister, who I'm with is my own business, you don't need to worry about it. I'm just a driving school student, and I have a bit of a connection with your husband. If you're not happy about it, go find that man in the floral shirt and ask him to give you justice. As for your husband, since you don't care, I'll gladly accept him."

After hearing this, Liu Jing was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly stopped crying.

She turned and went into the bedroom, slamming the door shut.

Zhang Ming and Liu Meiling exchanged a glance.

After a while, the door opened, and Liu Jing came out dragging a suitcase.

She walked to the door, turned back, and said, "Zhang Ming, you did a great job."

Then he opened the door and left without looking back. The door slammed shut.

Only Zhang Ming and Liu Meiling remained in the living room, the floor littered with broken eggs and beer.

Zhang Ming was silent for a while, then went over and locked the door from the inside.

"If you want to leave, you can leave now," Zhang Ming said.

Liu Meiling didn't move: "What's there to be afraid of? I'm not afraid of her."

Zhang Ming walked over, pulled Liu Meiling into his arms, and gave her a tight hug.

"Thank you."

"What are you thanking me for?" "For letting me know I can still get hard."

Liu Meiling laughed and scolded him, "Get lost."

Zhang Ming laughed, took out his phone, and called the driving school to ask for leave, saying that he had something to do and wouldn't be going to work today.

Liu Meiling watched his retreating figure and thought to herself, "This man, tsk tsk tsk."

Zhang Ming was sitting in front of the coffee table writing something.

"What should I write?"

"The divorce papers." Zhang Ming said without looking up, "She should have gone to her mother's. I'll take them over for her to sign today."

Liu Meiling didn't say anything. She got dressed, washed her face, and said she was going back to the chess and card shop to take a look.

Zhang Ming walked her to the door, then suddenly said, "Meiling, will you be my girlfriend?"

Liu Meiling paused for a moment, then laughed: "Don't think about those useless things, just get a divorce first."

After saying that, she went downstairs and took a taxi back to the chess and card shop.

When I arrived at the store, Sun Xiaoyan was talking to a middle-aged woman at the front desk.

The woman said she wanted to work as a companion here, but Sun Xiaoyan said she was full. The woman looked disappointed and swayed away.

"You're back?" Sun Xiaoyan looked at her expression. "You didn't come back all night yesterday. I thought something had happened to you."

"It's okay, I'll just sleep at Coach Zhang's house."

Sun Xiaoyan was stunned.

Liu Meiling briefly recounted what happened last night, and Sun Xiaoyan clicked her tongue after listening.

"This couple is really something else. The husband was cheated on by his wife, and then the wife came back to catch him cheating, and now they're getting a divorce."

"yes."

Liu Meiling sat down in the chair, touched her stomach, and realized she was hungry.

Sun Xiaoyan said that Xiaoqin brought breakfast today and ate it at the small table in the back.

The two chatted as they ate, and Sun Xiaoyan mentioned that Xiaohui had picked Liu Yue up from school that day.

Liu Meiling paused for a moment, then sneered: "These two are enemies too."

Sun Xiaoyan asked, "Are you and him really planning to be together?"

Liu Meiling took a bite of her steamed bun and thought for a moment: "Who knows? Let's get a divorce first. He's not a bad guy, better than those who just talk the talk."

"So, are you interested in him?"

Liu Meiling smiled and said, "We only sleep together, we don't talk about it. Even a love addict wouldn't talk about it."

Sun Xiaoyan laughed along, "Alright, you can decide for yourself. Anyway, you don't have a man right now, so dating isn't a bad thing."

Liu Meiling nodded, but in her heart she thought that she had never had a real relationship in her life.

Since leaving the village, my relationships with men have been nothing but transactions and manipulation. Occasionally, I had a little genuine affection, but reality has worn it all down.

Zhang Ming is at least an honest man.

But whether he can get a divorce is also a question.

Liu Jing, that woman, doesn't seem like someone to be trifled with.

After finishing breakfast, Liu Meiling sent Zhang Ming a message: "Is the divorce over yet?"

The reply came quickly: "Still waiting."

Liu Meiling didn't reply. She put her phone in her pocket and said to Sun Xiaoyan, "Let's go to the store and check today's accounts."