Aren't Many Good Men

Ding Juesi was humiliated by his wife, but he tried to defend himself. "You're going too far. I've told you so many times that she and I really didn't..."

"The second of September the year before last, the ninth of October last year, XX hotel half a year ago..."

Ding Juesi listened to his wife's machine-gun-like ramblings, and his expression became uglier and uglier. He looked at his wife with an uneasy fear.

Mrs. Ding saw the change in his expression, the mockery on her face grew. "You're not unfamiliar with what I've said, are you? These are only the last few years. I don't even dare to imagine how many people you've looked for before. Fortunately, I have a physical examination every month. Otherwise, I'm worried that I might accidentally catch some disgusting disease."

Ding Juesi's face turned green and white. He was unable to speak for a long time.