Exclusive Pampered Wife: My Wife Came to My Door

Yan Zuozuo, afraid that she would fall, helped her to the sofa. Cai Qingqing, whether truly drunk or feigning, clung to Yan Zuozuo, crying and fussing, "Yan Zuozuo, why did you have to appear? Do you know how much I'm suffering because of you?"

She practically put all her weight on Yan Zuozuo. Although Cai Qingqing was very thin, she still weighed over 90 pounds, and she was completely pressing down on Yan Zuozuo, which was really hard for her to handle.

After finally settling her on the sofa, she turned to pour her some water, but Cai Qingqing grabbed her arm, looking at her with a wronged expression, "Yan Zuozuo, you're causing me so much pain, so much pain..."

Yan Zuozuo shook her head: "You're in pain because you drank too much. I'll get you some water."

"It's not that I drank too much, it's you, it's your appearance, it's you who stole Mo Qing away. I'm in pain, I'm in so much pain, it's all your fault." Cai Qingqing cried and made a scene. "I really love him so much. In the years since we left, I've thought about him every single moment. I think about the happy times we had, I think about our best days. I regret it so much, why did I do that back then? If I hadn't done it, he wouldn't have left me... I'm in so much pain, Yan Zuozuo, please give him back to me..."

Cai Qingqing cried her heart out, and Yan Zuozuo didn't know how to react. Chi Moqing's ex-girlfriend came to her for comfort, crying and begging her to give him back. She, as his wife, was truly pathetic.

Cai Qingqing suddenly looked up, swaying as she walked around the apartment, then suddenly laughed wistfully, "Everything here is the same, still the same as before, still my favorite outfit. Yan Zuozuo, do you see? Chi Moqing still can't forget me... This, this is my favorite spot, he always puts the food he's made in front of me, I feel like a princess..."

"Do you know why he's such a good cook? It's all because of me. Because I'm a picky eater and don't eat properly, he learned to cook for me, and he kept researching new recipes to help me gain weight. Everything he did was because of me..."

Yan Zuozuo remained silent, listening quietly to Cai Qingqing and Chi Moqing's past. So that's how much he did for her. No wonder he didn't seem happy at all when she praised his cooking; it was probably because the person he was eating with was wrong.

Cai Qingqing stumbled through each room, looking at the familiar furnishings, covering her mouth and bursting into tears, "Nothing has changed, nothing has changed, I knew he still loved me..."

Yan Zuozuo clenched her fists, her chest feeling heavy. Cai Qingqing reached out to push open the bedroom door, but Yan Zuozuo stopped her, saying, "Miss Cai, you've had too much to drink. I'll take you home."

This was her and Chi Moqing's room, and even though the furnishings were exactly the same, she didn't want to hear it from Cai Qingqing.

Cai Qingqing shoved Yan Zuozuo aside and stumbled onto the sofa. Looking at the same decor as years ago, she suddenly seemed to snap out of her daze, staring intently at Yan Zuozuo. "Mo Qing loved me very much and spoiled me. Back then, he especially loved holding me on this sofa, chatting and watching TV. Even though he didn't like idol dramas, he still rented the whole set to watch with me to make me happy. He laughed when I laughed, and he held me when I cried. He always kissed me and hugged me; those were the most beautiful times of my life." As she spoke, she started crying again.

Yan Zuozuo remained silent, staring at the sofa and looking at all the furnishings in the house. She suddenly felt so oppressed that it was maddening.

Cai Qingqing stood up and grabbed her arm tightly. "Yan Zuozuo, give Mo Qing back to me, please give him back to me, okay? He loves me, and I love him too. You're the other woman, don't ruin our relationship..."

"I'm not a third party!" Yan Zuozuo suddenly growled, as if her soft spot had been touched. "I don't know what happened between you two, but this is my home now, please leave!"

"Shut up! Who said this is your home? This is my home, the home of Mo Qing and me! He doesn't love you at all. In the years I was gone, he was waiting for me. You're just a substitute, someone to keep him company while he's lonely. Anyone will do, it doesn't have to be you, Yan Zuozuo!"

“But I am his wife now. He married me, so I am the rightful Mrs. Chi.” Yan Zuozuo stared intently at Cai Qingqing, her heaving chest revealing her suppressed anger.

"So what? He only treats you out of obligation. He loves me, me!" After roaring, Cai Qingqing suddenly collapsed onto the sofa and cried. "I made him wait too long. He must have been too lonely... But I'm back now. I want you to divorce him. He can only be mine..."

Suddenly, Cai Qingqing sat up straight, burst into laughter, grabbed Yan Zuozuo's arm, and dragged him to the mirror. "Look at you, look at you! Your face shape, your features, aren't they just like mine? Yan Zuozuo, you're a substitute, you're my substitute... Hahaha... Hahaha... I knew he wouldn't forget me, he loves me, so you're a substitute..."

Same face shape, same facial contours?

Yan Zuozuo stared blankly at himself in the mirror, then at Cai Qingqing. Did they really look alike? He touched his face. How could a man of his stature not have a marriage prospect? Yet he had agreed to marry her without a second thought—was it simply because she bore a resemblance to Cai Qingqing?

Yan Zuozuo felt a piercing pain, as if she couldn't breathe, her mind completely blank. Cai Qingqing was still desperately trying to convince her that Chi Moqing had replaced her, but she couldn't hear a word, feeling as if she had fallen into an abyss, a chill creeping into her heart.

"You wait, you just wait. I'm going to wait for Mo Qing to come back and let him tell you in person that you're a substitute... He loves me, we'll hug and kiss, we'll watch TV together and sleep together..." As she spoke, Cai Qingqing fell asleep.

Yan Zuozuo stood there blankly, as if all her strength had been drained away, and collapsed to the ground.

When Chi Moqing returned home, the room was dark and silent. He frowned. Zuo Zuo wasn't home? He reached out to turn on the light, intending to call her, but the moment the light came on, he saw her squatting blankly in the corner like a homeless child, her pale face still streaked with tears.

He was taken aback, not knowing what had happened, and quickly went over to hug her, "Zuo Zuo, what's wrong?"

Yan Zuozuo remained silent, her mind a jumble. She wanted to resist Chi Moqing's touch, but he wouldn't let go.

"Hmm..." The sudden, blinding light slowly woke Cai Qingqing up, and Chi Moqing then realized that there were other people in the apartment.

And that person was actually Cai Qingqing!

Cai Qingqing woke up reeking of alcohol, rubbed her aching head, and suddenly met Chi Moqing's gloomy face, her body stiffening.

"Mo Qing, what are you doing here?" It's hard to tell if it's true or not, but the acting is very convincing.

"That's what I should be asking you." Chi Moqing picked up Yan Zuozuo and looked at her coldly.

Cai Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then looked at the layout and decorations of the place, and seemed to realize that this was not her home. She stood up hurriedly, almost falling, and looked at Chi Moqing with hopeful eyes, but he was holding her without moving, his expression indifferent.

"I...I don't know...I drank too much, Moqing, believe me, I really didn't mean to..." Cai Qingqing's eyes were filled with grievance, especially when she saw Chi Moqing holding Yan Zuozuo, but not caring about her discomfort.

“Cai Qingqing, I’ve said what I needed to say. It’s impossible between us now. We’re fine living our own lives. I don’t want you to bother my family, especially my wife,” Chi Moqing said coldly.

"I didn't mean it, Mo Qing, please believe me..." Tears streamed down her cheeks, her heart aching terribly. She called to him, her voice as tender as it had been years ago, "Please don't treat me like this, Mo Qing..."

She hoped he would glance at her, but Chi Moqing remained unmoved, carrying Yan Zuozuo towards the bedroom. As he closed the door, he said, "Please leave immediately!"

In the bedroom, Yan Zuozuo still had tear stains on her face, and she remained silent, completely numb. Chi Moqing felt sorry for her and reached out to wipe away her tears, sighing, "Silly girl."

He didn't know what Cai Qingqing had said to her, but he was worried she might overthink things. Her personality was too gentle and mild; even if someone bullied her, she wouldn't say anything harsh. He liked this gentleness in her, but he also worried that such a personality would make her vulnerable to being bullied.

He hugged her, took a towel to wipe her face and hands, and finally kissed her forehead. He said, "Don't think about what she said. The person I care about, like, and love is you."

Yan Zuozuo didn't react; her empty eyes were unfocused. Chi Moqing sighed, pulled her into his arms, and let her feel her body heat. "Don't be like this, give me some reaction, okay?"

After a long while, Yan Zuozuo finally spoke, "My face shape is very similar to hers, and our facial features are the same..."

Chi Moqing stiffened: "Yes, because she looks somewhat like you, that's why I allowed her to appear in my world."

Yan Zuozuo looked at him, puzzled. Wasn't she Cai Qingqing's substitute? What did he mean by that? She minded their post-marital romance, but she didn't like being someone else's substitute, and she especially disliked him lying to her. It reminded her of Qi Jiahui's deception.

"Zuo Zuo, have you really forgotten me?" Chi Moqing forced her to look at him, letting her image gradually enter his eyes.

He grew up with his grandmother until he went to junior high school, when he returned to his parents' home. His grandmother's family was neighbors with Yan Zuozuo's family, and Yan Zuozuo had even saved him from the river. His grandmother wasn't a good cook, and his school lunches weren't very tasty either, so Yan Zuozuo would rather go hungry and share half of her lunch with him. That's how they spent their elementary school years together.

But later, his grandmother passed away, and he was taken home. They never saw each other again. Occasionally, when he went back to offer incense to his grandmother, he would deliberately wait for her at her door, but they never met.

Later, he met Cai Qingqing. Because they looked somewhat alike, he never rejected her advances, but he never accepted her either. Until Cai Qingqing did that one thing, he completely pushed her away. Yet, he was also glad he did, because Yan Zuozuo returned to his side.

Yan Zuozuo listened blankly to his explanation, and in her memory, there was indeed such a heartless little boy. Since he left, she had waited for him at his grandmother's door more than once, but he never appeared again.

As the years passed, the little boy grew up and was no longer the same as before. So, she never knew that her husband was actually the same little rascal who had left without saying goodbye all those years ago.