Chapter 102

After a long and unrestrained affair with his aunt and sister, the incestuous feast finally ended in the bathtub that afternoon.

My aunt was combing her hair in front of the mirror when she said, “Yenyan, we’re going back soon.”

My older sister was making the bed and simply replied, “Okay.”

My aunt then asked, “What are your plans for the National Day holiday?”

The older sister shook her head and said, “There are no plans. Anyway, I don’t work. The original plan was to go to the flower market in the next city.”

What are you going to the flower market for?

“I plan to open a flower shop.”

“Hmm?” Auntie raised an eyebrow slightly: “My brother agreed to let you not join Chiyue Group?”

The older sister scoffed, “Why should I need his permission? I’ve lived my life according to the script he planned for me for twenty-seven years. The rest of my life is mine to live.”

My aunt stuck out her tongue and didn’t say anything more.

Listening to their conversation, I realized that the conflict between my sister and my uncle Chi Hao was not ordinary; they were father and daughter, yet their relationship had become so strained.

My aunt then said, “Why don’t you come back with us?”

The older sister wiped the sweat from her brow: “Why would I go back with you?”

My aunt said, “Why don’t you come out and play with us? Otherwise, you’ll be so bored by yourself.”

The older sister asked, “Where are you going?”

My aunt said, “Let’s go to our hometown; the tourism industry there is quite developed.”

Hearing my aunt say that, I couldn’t help but reminisce, recalling the scenes of my family gathering at my grandmother’s house during festivals, and the picturesque, quaint, and quiet rural town of Cuiwei.

The older sister seemed slightly dazed. After a long while, she said, “Let’s go back. I haven’t been back in a long time. We can also offer incense to Grandpa and Grandma and sweep their graves.”

My sister’s grandparents, who are also my maternal grandparents, were a couple who started from scratch and created the “Chiyue Group” by taking advantage of the wave of “openness”.

After my maternal grandparents passed away a few years ago, my mother and uncle jointly managed the group, and the two of them had almost absolute say in the group.

As for my aunt, she relied on the shares she inherited. Although she never asked about or worried about the group, it didn’t stop her from making a fortune at Chiyue Group…

In recent years, Chiyue Group has continuously increased its investment in Cuiwei Ancient Town, which has become a popular tourist attraction.

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At 2 PM, my aunt and I got into my sister’s G-Wagon and headed home.

As I stepped into the elevator, I wanted to visit Song Yu, but I couldn’t find a reason, so I had to give up.

My aunt leaned on my sister’s shoulder, looking languid. They seemed to have a very good relationship, as if they weren’t the ones arguing and attacking each other last night.

My aunt said to me, “I’ve been telling you for a long time that your mother should move to my villa, but she just won’t move. I don’t know what she’s thinking.”

I chuckled softly, “Our apartment may not be as nice as a villa, but maybe it’s because Grandma has lived here for a long time that Mom doesn’t want to move out.”

My aunt fell silent for a moment, clearly thinking of her deceased grandmother.

I immediately realized I had said the wrong thing, and my sister gave me a light glare.

As I pushed open the door, a melodious piano melody drifted in. I looked in the direction of the sound and saw my sister standing upright in front of an expensive Steinway piano. Her back was straight, her neck was fair, and her long, slender fingers danced across the keys.

I stood behind her for a long time, but my sister was completely unaware, still immersed in her music.

After the piece ended, I smiled and said, “It’s really rare that my princess would actually play the piano on her own initiative.”

My sister turned around abruptly when she heard the sound, and when she saw me, her face lit up with surprise. She dropped the piano and rushed into my arms like a whirlwind.

I quickly hugged my sister’s soft body and gently stroked her back: “Did you miss your brother?”

My sister’s peach blossom eyes were filled with barely suppressed joy. She wrapped her arms around my neck, leaned against me, and breathed softly into my mouth, her voice gentle: “I’ve missed you so much, I’m dying to think about you.”

The younger sister’s eyes, which were full of joy, also revealed a hint of resentment and dissatisfaction: “You promised to come and visit often, but you only came once.”

I felt a little guilty and wanted to kiss her lips, but then I remembered that my aunt and sister were right behind me. But then I thought again, they already know about my sister and me, so what is there to worry about?

I immediately gave her a light peck on her pink lips and then pulled away. But my sister seemed not to have had enough, so she tiptoed up, pouted her pink lips, and kissed me again.

However, just as they were about to kiss, her aunt’s sweet voice rang out from behind: “Oh, these siblings are so close.”

My little sister instantly shrank into my arms like a startled rabbit. After a long while, she poked her head out, her fair face already flushed red. She softly called out, “Auntie? You’re here too?”

“Yes, let me see if my Xixi has gained weight.”

My aunt appeared behind me, holding my little sister’s hand and looking her over.

My younger sister stood in front of my aunt, her beautiful eyes secretly glancing at me with a hint of worry on her face. She looked at me with her eyes and asked, “Did Auntie see her kiss me?”

My aunt’s eyes flickered slightly as she looked at my younger sister, glancing at me every now and then with a hint of amusement in them.

I awkwardly avoided my aunt’s gaze, after all, she knew perfectly well about the relationship between my sister and me.

In October, the weather turned slightly cool. My younger sister wore a beige sweatshirt and a loose blue denim mini skirt that reached mid-thigh, revealing a section of her smooth, milky-white thigh.

The denim mini skirt has a slightly upturned hem, giving it a playful and lively style that accentuates the girl’s slender waist and pert bottom.

Below that was a pair of white knee-high socks. The thin, soft white stockings tightly hugged the girl’s slender calves. The combination of the beautifully tailored denim mini skirt and over-the-knee socks gave the girl a youthful and vibrant look.

The older sister then appeared from behind her aunt and greeted her younger sister, saying, “Hello, Xixi.”

The younger sister obediently greeted Chi Yeon-jie, “Hello, Yeon-jie.”

I gently stroked my sister’s soft, long black hair: “Is Mom at the company?”

The younger sister shook her head and said, “Mom is working in the study.”

My sister stuck her tongue out at me again: “Mom didn’t seem to sleep well last night. After picking me up from school today, she took a nap. When she woke up in the afternoon, it was already very late, so Mom just stayed home and worked.”

I patted my younger sister on the shoulder: “Auntie and older sister are here. Go and call Mom out.”

Just as the younger sister was about to head to the study, the older sister grabbed her wrist: “Don’t disturb your mother’s work. We don’t have anything to do. Just wait for her to finish her work and come out.”

My aunt nodded in agreement with my sister’s opinion.

My younger sister looked at me questioningly, and I said, “Go and call Mom. It’ll be good for her to rest for a while.”

“Okay,” the little sister replied obediently, and then went to call her mother.

My aunt smiled and said, “He truly is my sister’s good son, so considerate of others.”

I laughed and said, “I care about everyone, okay?” Then I winked at my aunt and sister.

My aunt winked at me, while my sister ignored me.

Just as my aunt and I were exchanging glances, my mother and sister came out of the study.

After returning home from the company, Mom didn’t change her clothes. She was dressed quite formally: a simple white shirt on top, high-waisted tight-fitting trousers on the bottom, and her fair, delicate feet hidden in a pair of white velvet slippers.

Seeing my mother’s outfit, I couldn’t take my eyes off her; my gaze couldn’t help but linger on her.

The top two buttons of Mom’s white shirt were undone, the collar slightly open, revealing a striking glimpse of her fair skin and a shallow cleavage.

The black high-waisted skinny trousers clung tightly to my mother’s delicate body. The high-waisted design of the trousers not only highlighted her supple and slender waist, but also appropriately raised my mother’s waistline, making her already perfect figure proportions even more perfect.

My mother’s slender waist, hidden beneath her trousers, was so delicate it seemed as if it could be broken with a gentle touch, yet its curves possessed remarkable resilience.

My gaze slid, finally settling on my mother’s legs: her long, shapely legs, encased in tight-fitting trousers, exuded an irresistible allure.

Her legs were slender and long, well-proportioned yet rounded, like two tall and straight green bamboos. The lines of her legs were smooth and beautiful, just like a carefully crafted work of art, which could only be admired from afar and not touched.

The flared design of the trousers revealed a small section of my mother’s fair and slender ankles. The exposed skin was as delicate as porcelain, with a slight shimmer. The exquisite bone structure of her ankles made me want to hold my mother’s jade feet in my mouth and savor them.

But the most eye-catching part was the mother’s beautiful buttocks. Her pert buttocks, wrapped in tight-fitting trousers, showed a charming curve, like a ripe peach. Her buttocks were full and elastic, and her buttocks were just the right amount of fullness. They were neither too exaggerated, but full of the unique charm of a mature woman.

Gazing at my mother’s beautiful buttocks, I couldn’t help but swallow hard. Her tight-fitting trousers were so beautiful and suited her perfectly!

The tight-fitting high-waisted trousers made the outline and curve of the mother’s hips more obvious when she walked, making people’s eyes involuntarily fall into them and find it hard to look away for a long time.

Although I indulged myself with my aunt and sister for two days and two nights, my mother’s ordinary attire easily stirred up my restlessness and unease, and my lower body even began to stir.

Looking at my mother whom I haven’t seen for several days, I now long to bury my face in her buttocks and fully experience the softness and fullness of her bottom!