The next morning, as Cheng Yujie stepped out of her room,
she saw Wang Ma secretly shedding tears, occasionally wiping them away furtively.
"Wang Sister, what's wrong?" Cheng Yujie asked.
Wang Ma immediately broke down into even more intense crying. "I... I... I feel so suffocated."
"If you don't mind, you can talk to me about anything that's making you unhappy. I promise I won't tell anyone else," Cheng Yujie asked considerately.
Wang Ma wiped away her tears. "It's just so suffocating to keep it inside, so I might as well tell you. My damned husband has been seeing other women behind my back and at his age, he even got himself arrested by the police. They just called me, asking for money to bail him out, or else he will be detained."
"How could your husband do this to you? Look at you, working so hard every day!" Perhaps because they were both in the same boat, Cheng Yujie said with particular indignation.
