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I proposed 99 times before my wife agreed to marry me. But the night before the wedding, my wife let her sweetheart be a bed roll. I looked at the 24-year-old man in front of me in disbelief, "Isn't it appropriate for a man of his age to be a bed boy?" My wife pushed me away and held Zhuma's hand affectionately. "What do you know? Brother Azhe has been guarding me for 24 years, so he is perfect. He doesn't dislike you for being infertile, and he's not afraid of your bad luck. What qualifications do you have to criticize him?" My father-in-law and mother-in-law did not hesitate to stand in front of me. "We have seen Azhe since childhood. We know very well what kind of person he is, and we cannot allow you, an outsider, to slander him." I tightened my hands and watched them enter the new house intimately. I would come back again and again at night, and she didn't understand. She had already agreed to marry me, so why should I be angry when she was sleeping with a sweetheart? She thought that marrying me would be the greatest charity to me. But she doesn't know that I will give her a big gift at the wedding.