The Reckless Second Wife

I have a secret no one knows: ever since I married into the Liang family as the second wife, more than a dozen of my intimate undergarments have gone missing.

At midnight, an eye is always peering at me through a hole in the window paper.

I have never told anyone. I only pull up the brocade quilt to cover my graceful figure and pretend to be asleep.

I've kept up the act for over three years.

But lately, that brazen pervert's transgressions have become more and more outrageous.

He even used my face and body as a model to paint an erotic album, then brazenly left it on the table.

I've resolved to uncover the culprit's identity.

Could it be my husband's etiquette-conscious eldest son born to a concubine?

Or his eccentric and sinister second son, born to his principal wife?