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Before getting off the bus, the male passenger asked me again: "Master, are you still taking orders?"

I looked at him in confusion, and then I noticed that he had a pair of peach blossom eyes.

"Or you can wait for me here for an hour, and then I'll take your car back," he said.

"Are you coming down so soon?" I was a little surprised.

"You know, one hour is enough to satisfy your physiological needs," he said lightly.

I nodded and agreed to his request. As he left, I looked up at the window of my home, which was brightly lit.

I turned off the engine and lit a cigarette. At this moment, the text message ringtone rang from my wife: "Honey, drive safely. What time will you be home tonight?"

Looking at my wife's message, I fell into deep thought. I once thought she was caring about me, but now it seems that she has other purposes.

I quickly edited a text message to reply her: "It will still take until dawn. We have a lot of orders today."

A minute later, the wife replied: "I'm going to bed first, good night."

I stared at the bedroom light, and soon I saw two figures entangled with each other.

I was still holding on to my illusions, but was suddenly slapped in the face and felt heartbroken.

I put out my cigarette, got out of the car, took a baseball bat out of the trunk, and walked towards home.