Wife Swapping 1 (Wife and Mature Adult Novel)

Wang Zhengfang met Shen Luxue on the golf course. Everyone called her Lucy. Wang Zhengfang was first introduced as Paul. In the United States, whether you work for a big company or not, you will only deal with foreigners. I only do business with Chinese people, so I don’t need to speak English at all. Everyone followed local customs and simplified their names to just one foreign name. With so many Christian names that can be counted on one's fingers, it's inevitable that there are some similarities. What’s more, unless it is necessary, no one cares what your last name is (not to mention the original Chinese character “名谁”). Chinese names seem to be reserved only for family members and relatives, as well as classmates or old acquaintances who have known each other since studying in Taiwan. I can't write English fluently, and I can't even communicate with foreigners. But everyone pronounces foreign names in a hoarse voice.

There are more advanced ones;
The nicknames or nicknames that were previously popular among old Chinese acquaintances have also all given way to these foreign names that seem more intimate. So everyone unanimously called Wang Zhengfang "the copycat king", which is really rare.

The day they first met was a Sunday. Early in the morning, a group of Chinese seniors gathered at the entrance of the golf course store with their golf equipment bags, waiting for their turn to enter the golf course. John, the president of their self-organized Chinese golf club, introduced the newly introduced golfers to each other. He pointed at Wang Zheng and introduced a female golfer who had just arrived: "Lucy, this is Paul, a big investor."

Paul's eyes lit up. Lucy was different from other oriental female golfers. She had a model-like figure and her dress was not plain at all.

"Don't come again, big investor."

Paul refused to acknowledge it and politely greeted the only woman in front of him: "Good morning, Lucy! John said you scored a high of 80 strokes. Please give me some advice later." The day before, he heard John talk about a female golf partner who was coming and was very good at playing golf.

"I don't deserve it. I'm not that good. I haven't played for a while. Thanks to Mrs. John for letting me come over to learn a few rounds from you." Lucy is tall and slender, with a very fair complexion. She cheerfully followed John's tone and said to Paul, "I should ask big investors for tips on how to make money when I have a chance."

"Yes, we should ask Paul for advice." Terry said, "Since the beginning of this year, he has made a net profit of more than four million. That's a lot of money. He is the 'stock king' here."



"Ah! Four million."

"Yes, King Paul should be called 'King of Copying'," John added immediately.

"What do you mean by copycat king? That's ridiculous, it's too flattering. How can I make that much money? The stock price goes up and down every day, how much is it worth? Stop it."

There is something satisfying about the self-deprecating explanation. While others will envy you, it's also fun to play a little fun on the name you give. Everyone seemed to be infected and called him "King of Copycats" and "King of Copycats".

Wang, Lucy, Johnny and John entered the golf course as a group. After each of them teeed off in turn, they walked slowly forward on the clean and tidy grass in the morning, dragging their golf bags towards the sloping bottom.

On the way to the green, Lucy suddenly said to the king:
"We've met before, don't you remember?"

"Yes, I know." The King pretended to remember suspiciously. He couldn't remember where he had seen her, nor did he know if he had seen her before, but he did feel familiar with her.

"Really? You know who I am?" Lucy asked him playfully. The other two people walking in front probably couldn't hear their conversation. "Zhang Jingyuan and I were classmates in junior high school. When we were in Taipei, you accompanied Zhang Jingyuan to attend our class reunion."

"Oh!" He remembered everything. "You are Shen Luxue! No wonder you are such a good athlete."

It was a long time ago, and the occasion and people were completely different. I couldn't connect at once. At that time, Zhang Jingyuan and he were just boyfriend and girlfriend and had not yet married. I remember that the hall of the western restaurant where they held the reunion was long, narrow and dim, with two or three dozen classmates who had just graduated from college crowded on both sides of the booths.

He was immediately attracted to Shen Luxue and only paid attention to her. Not only had they heard that she was a track and field champion in their junior high school, but she was also well-known throughout the school as the school belle. And she is indeed the most outstanding one. Besides her muscular figure, she also has a graceful charm. Wang Zhengfang's eyes naturally fell on her delicate face as he looked around.

What made Wang Zhengfang palpitate was that Shen Luxue also looked back at him. Not only did she not avoid his prying eyes, but she also stared at him blankly. He was so confused that he didn't know what to do. He didn't know whether to glare or not.

I was young and shy at that time, and I was accompanying my girlfriend. Even if you have ten thousand ideas in your mind, you have to suppress the urge to find an opportunity to strike up a conversation. Afterwards, he still couldn't stop thinking about her; imagining what a lovely and charming girl she was, he couldn't help but feel a sweet taste when he recalled that scene. All those years, it was a romantic affair that he was secretly proud of. How could I not recognize it when I see it now? Is your memory really that bad? It must be that the scene, place and time were too abrupt, blocking the association; and as time has passed, the appearance is bound to have changed a little, and I have only seen her once, so no matter how touching the impression is, it will not be deep.

She should be 36 years old, just like his wife Zhang Jingyuan. So many years have passed. Who could have imagined that? Without any warning, you will meet again the person you once secretly thought about in your heart. It's not like I haven't thought about those things in the past, but I never expected to encounter them in such a sudden situation.

Wang Zhengfang swiftly crossed the grass, chasing the little white ball with a happy expression. As I savored the food along the way, it kept coming to my mind. It really fits the old saying: "Life is full of ups and downs." There is such an unexpected reunion.

Although he and John are not close friends, they have been in close contact on the court over the past two years due to their playing basketball. I didn’t expect that my dream girl actually lived nearby and was very close to John’s family. As they proceeded from hole to hole, John got the impression that they were old acquaintances. When walking side by side with Wang Zhengfang, I couldn't help but reveal:
Shen Luxue's husband had already abandoned his family and set up a new home in Shanghai with a female secretary who was almost half her age, in her early twenties. Mrs. John and Lucy are business partners; they run an insurance brokerage firm together. Seeing that she was depressed, he advised her not to stay in the office or at home all the time, and to come out and play ball with John to relax.

Wang Zhengfang didn't find it surprising when he heard it, as such things were common and unremarkable. But I didn't expect that it would happen to the beautiful girl who was admired by everyone back then. After knowing these events, it was easier for Wang Zhengfang to get closer to Shen Luxue again. At first I thought that being so eager to get close was far-fetched, and the knots in my past made me behave awkwardly. But suddenly I could easily erase the discomfort in front of others, and I was no longer so sensitive.

After playing a few holes, I didn't feel that her golf game was that good, at best it was pretty steady. Wang Zhengfang is already far ahead in terms of strokes. Lucy kept complaining that she hadn't played for a long time and was not very rusty at the game. She had very poor control of the greens and made bogeys one after another, and she seemed very frustrated. Wang Zhengfang, however, praised her for her background as an athlete and said that her fighting spirit was much better than those of them who exercised purely for fitness.

"What do you mean? Would you not want to win if you were competing with others?" Lucy asked him back.

"Of course, everyone has the same desire to win when playing basketball. But don't you feel bad when you are defeated by others?"

"What do you think? Aren't you disappointed?"

"Maybe I got used to losing every day and didn't feel anything anymore. I might be disappointed when the game was over. But I never felt sad. After all, we played just for fun and to keep fit."

"You sound so pure and simple, but judging by what you said, I can't believe you are one of the big stock market speculators." They were already some distance behind the other two. Chen Luxue bent down and picked up the kit bag, and casually said, "Don't you guys always complain when you play like me?"

"What are you complaining about?"

"There are so many! The tee shot didn't go as planned, the score didn't keep up, and the game was lost at the last minute. Paul, you don't seem to be bothered by these petty emotions?"

"Why not? Maybe I just shouted a little too softly so no one could hear me. It's the same for everyone. I feel that every day when I come to the golf course, the conditions are different. I play the white ball sometimes well and sometimes not. I feel that the number of strokes I get that day is mostly influenced by my physical condition. I sometimes have less energy and sometimes less energy. But I would rather attribute it to luck. It's like playing mahjong. Even when your mood and energy are in sync, you may not be able to play as well as you want."

"Do you play mahjong sometimes?"

"I used to play cards a lot when I was in Taiwan. Now I spend most of my day playing golf. And since I started playing stocks, what else is more fun? A more exciting money game. Playing stocks is a bigger gamble."

"John asked me to play cards this afternoon, and he hasn't found another partner yet. Would you like to come? If you can come, I'd like to ask you for advice on investing in stocks."

"I have something else to do this afternoon. Can we arrange another time to ask each other for advice and exchange ideas?"

"Okay! Please say hello to Zhang Jingyuan today. We haven't seen each other for more than ten years. I didn't even know that we lived nearby."

"Well," Paul urged, "Can we have lunch or breakfast together someday? We can talk and exchange market experiences."

"That's great, but my schedule is pretty tight at the office and at home, so I need to find a free time in advance. What about you?"

"I'm available anytime. Why don't we just agree on the time and place now?" He was afraid she would refuse, so he pressed her to confirm the date. So we agreed on the meeting place and time. Once the appointment was made, the two of them separated to meet other people and continue playing ball. They seemed to have a tacit understanding with each other and did not mention it, so no one suspected that they had made follow-up appointments.

Driving away from the stadium, Wang Zhengfang could not hide his excitement. Like a little child, his hands holding the steering wheel unconsciously beat the rhythm to the popular music in the car, wanting to sing along and shout. However, I don’t want to be so impatient. So many years have passed, where can the longing still be? He reminded himself, deliberately suppressing his agitated emotions, secretly asking himself: "Why am I so excited and happy? What do I want to do? The other person is a woman whose youth has passed. Her husband has abandoned her, and she can only cling to the proud memories of the past. It's no longer the same as before, how can I be so foolish?"

When he was almost at his doorstep, Wang Zhengfang couldn't help but ask himself again what he was going to do. He didn't want to let her go, he still liked her very much. For momentary pleasure? Of course, I can’t think that far. He was so focused on the excitement and pleasure of the chase that he couldn't imagine what would happen next. He thought too much about how things would evolve and was born to be cautious. I can't forgive myself for being so restrictive, it's so useless.

But why did he shamelessly ask her out? Do you want to regain the dreams that you couldn’t realize before? He was quite despicable. He was afraid that others would guess what was going on, so he secretly tried to seduce his wife's classmate. Don’t you feel indebted? It was very reluctant, but luckily the other party was quite cooperative. Maybe I'm really lonely and bored. Did he want to take advantage of the situation and seize the opportunity to possess the frustrated abandoned woman?

Although Lucy was a beauty in school, after a period of marriage, everyone is still the same. However, in the eyes of this former admirer, he still thinks she is as lovely as before. Even though she has encountered a setback in her marriage and there have not been any particularly noticeable changes, she can still recall the little gestures and charm of the girl who attracted attention back then. Many similar situations will completely destroy the person involved. But she is still the same, without any change. Her elegance and dignity have not been diminished by the unhappiness and even frustration in her marriage life. Wang Zhengfang thought that people who had come and gone in the past should not feel that the charm had disappeared, but he was not sure. She was equally friendly to her other teammates, and would be so happy when someone said something to please her that she couldn't stop smiling. It seemed that she treated herself any differently.

Thinking of this made him feel frustrated and discouraged. He even found it strange. It really fits the current trend of "lingering old feelings" in Taiwan. What’s even funnier is that, just like in my youth, my enthusiasm cannot stand being treated without special attention. Maybe it's funny, if you don't care about the results and reactions, why do you care so much? Although Paul thought that he had lost his sense of love over the years, he could still tell that she was happy to see him, otherwise why would she ask him back playfully?



Memories and fantasies are intertwined with the person I once loved so much. Wang Zhengfang is well aware that longing leads to love; the more you yearn, the deeper the attachment, and love is driven by one's inner needs. If you give up all thoughts, then all the worries and entanglements will no longer exist. But he would rather fall into it and miss that kind of bitterness with sweetness. Not caring about the consequences of how things will develop;
Of course, it was only an occasional superficial excitement. He still carefully maintained everything he had, despite the tangled emotions and moral entanglements. He was naturally afraid of hurting those close to him, and even more afraid of hurting himself. Any evolution or development would have to be done stealthily and secretly behind the scenes.

"What am I doing? Do I need to pursue her? Is this necessary?"

Wang Zhengfang couldn't help but ask himself urgently again. There is really no need to sink into it. But I can't bring myself to do it. Even though I am tired of emotional entanglements for a while, I must try the taste of love again. A long and dull emotional life cannot stand the slightest stimulation or ripple. I would rather be obsessed with someone like a madman, just like I was back then, and as long as I deliberately fall into the quagmire, I know that I may never be able to reach the end, and I may never be able to turn back.

Is he willing to take the risk? Is it worth doing this for a woman like this? Her face has become haggard and her beauty is gone after going through so many storms at the end of the year. Why was he still so naive? But she still looked healthy and soft, tall and athletic, bringing sexual impulses or stirring up carnal desires, or perhaps it was just a fantasy based on his own needs. If she could just be nice to her, she might not be unwilling to do so. How unrealistic this idea is. No one is that casual. The plots in movies don't happen in real life.