Chen Feng had always considered himself a traditional man, fundamentally different from those men who became corrupted by wealth. The reason was simple: he was a decent person.
Before he found out he had a terminal illness, he had always been a rule-follower, never doing anything outrageous or immoral, nothing that could be considered corrupt.
But now, he felt he had changed, and the main change was in his attitude towards relationships and women—it had shifted significantly.
Before the diagnosis, he never imagined he would keep a mistress. And after keeping one, he went on to keep a second and a third.
At that moment, Lin Yujiao, enchanting and alluring, lay beside him, the third woman he maintained. She snuggled against him with a face full of satisfaction and sweetness.
This made him feel a bit disoriented, and a surreal, absurd sensation surged in his heart.
