I Went to Deliver Engine Oil and Discovered My Wife's Secret

Late at night, I received a big order. He hurriedly took the oil can and ran to the suburbs to refuel the motorcycle of the rich second generation. When I arrived sweating profusely. They were kissing passionately, their clothes were disheveled, and they didn't care about my arrival. The woman's slender arms hugged the rich second generation's neck tightly. I stared in shock at the gold bracelet on her arm.