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Daily Life of Lustful Son Chapter 29 of 118
Daily Life of Lustful Son

Chapter 24

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Mr. Xu continued to invite his mother to the banquet, while his uncle kept giving him perfunctory replies. Every word they exchanged was full of hidden meaning.

Although Mr. Xu stubbornly refused to leave, I was slightly annoyed, but I didn’t dare to say anything.

Firstly, given the size of Chiyue Group and Zhongtai Oil & Gas, the projects they discuss are often worth hundreds of millions or even billions of yuan. I don’t know if the two sides have already signed an agreement. If they haven’t signed an agreement, it would be a huge loss if I ruined Chiyue Group’s project because of my impulsive actions.

Secondly, as a student, I have no status or position, and it is not appropriate for me to speak casually in this kind of setting.

“mom.”

I called out softly and stood beside my mother.

As soon as I finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room visibly froze.

Mr. Xu’s face twitched. He glanced at me and gave me a dry laugh, saying, “Like mother, like son! Your son is truly a handsome man!” My mother was wearing a pair of CL stilettos. Already 1.73 meters tall, she was even taller than Mr. Xu by half a head with the help of the high heels.

My mother smiled faintly, and with her tall figure, she effortlessly put her arm around my shoulder: “Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Xu. My son is good in every way, except he’s a little disobedient.” I was slightly speechless. Was it appropriate to say that in this situation?

But I couldn’t refuse my mother, so I could only imitate Mr. Xu’s forced laugh, making the scene even more awkward than before.

My mother then gently took my arm, took the insulated food container from my hand, and smiled faintly, “Mr. Xu, it’s not that I can’t attend the banquet, it’s just that I have a bit of a stomach problem and can’t eat the food in the banquet hall.” “Otherwise, my son wouldn’t be bringing me meals to the group headquarters every day. Please forgive me.” Having said that, Mr. Xu, after all, was a man of some dignity and didn’t want to press the matter further, so he said, “Alright, alright, then we’ll just have to meet again next time.” My uncle spoke up at the right moment, “Mr. Xu, this way please.”

Mr. Xu nodded, but his expression was not good. He led his group and left alongside his uncle.

As the crowd dispersed, only my mother, Zhao Qing, and I remained in the room.

Zhao Qing bowed slightly: “President Chi, Young Master Lin… I’ll head over now.” Her mother nodded gently and said, “You’ve worked so hard today, take a rest and remember to eat lunch.” Zhao Qing bowed again and left with a stack of documents in her arms.

Suddenly, only my mother and I were left in the huge floor, and it was very quiet around us.

As Zhao Qing left, her mother’s gentle, smiling face returned to calm.

She was as calm as if she were facing a complete stranger.

My mother released her grip on my arm, placed the insulated food container on the floor, and walked towards her private elevator without looking back.

They didn’t even bother to look at me.

Mom’s still angry…

What I fear most is not my mother hitting or scolding me, but her constant neglect and ignoring of me; it’s worse than being killed.

I quickly picked up the insulated food container and chased after my mother, gently taking her hand: “Mom, are you still angry?” My mother shook off my hand, her pretty face calm and expressionless, but her pace quickened.

“My dear mother, don’t be angry.”

I reached out to hold my mother’s hand again, but she deliberately dodged it. I tried several times without success.

I steeled myself and took my mother’s arm, just as she had taken mine earlier.

I pleaded softly, “What mother holds a grudge against her son? Besides, what I said this morning wasn’t even a rebuttal, was it?” My mother still didn’t respond. Her pretty face was cold as she forcefully broke free from my arms again.

I followed her helplessly. My mother walked on by herself, and even though she was wearing eight-centimeter high heels, she still walked with a brisk pace.

I stood directly in front of my mother, blocking her way.

My mother didn’t flinch at all and charged straight at me. I retreated in a panic, but lost my footing and fell flat on my backside.

“Oh shit.”

I couldn’t help but curse, and my butt almost split in two.

I rubbed my sore buttocks. What a bad day, I fell twice in a row.

I didn’t care about myself and rushed to check the insulated food container on the ground. Luckily, it was screwed on tightly, and the food hadn’t spilled out, but I wasn’t sure what was inside.

Before the pain in my buttocks had subsided, a sudden, sharp pain shot through my ear.

But my mother bent down, stretched out a slender hand, and pinched my ear hard.

My mother parted her lips slightly and scolded me gently, “Who told you to use foul language?” Her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her usually gentle and beautiful face was now full of severity.

But I was secretly delighted; my mother was finally willing to talk to me.

“Mom, it hurts…it hurts, Mom. Why do you like twisting my ears so much now?” I sat on the ground and begged for mercy in a low voice. “If you keep twisting like this, you’re going to twist my ears off.” Because my mother bent over and twisted my ears, her waist, hips and beautiful legs outlined a perfect, hot and alluring curve, breathtakingly beautiful and beyond compare.

I admired her beauty while sighing inwardly. If I could capture my mother’s heart and hold her perfect goddess-like body beneath me, even if it meant my death, it would be worth it.

My mother tugged at my ear again before letting go. With a stern face, she scolded me again, “It’s better that you’ve twisted it off. You never listen to me anyway, so what’s the use of this ear?” After saying that, my mother let go of my ear and left me behind, walking alone towards the elevator that belonged to her alone.

“Ouch, Mom, you really went all out.”

I rubbed my ears as I got up from the ground.

The elevator arrived quickly, and Mom stepped onto it with a single stride, her long, perfectly proportioned legs forming a golden ratio.

Seeing this, I quickly grabbed the insulated box and ran towards the elevator, racing against the elevator doors as fast as I could.

“well!”

As I watched the elevator doors gradually close, my heart was filled with resentment.

Why didn’t Mom wait for me?

However, just before the elevator doors closed completely, Mom’s slender finger suddenly pressed a button on the elevator.

As the elevator doors slowly opened, my heart was instantly filled with joy.

I immediately ran up the elevator in two strides and stood close to my mother.

I chuckled and said, “Thank you, Mom. I knew you were the best…” Mom remained expressionless, her long, narrow phoenix eyes fixed on the ever-changing floor level as she stood silently.

Seeing that my mother still wouldn’t talk to me, I took her soft, smooth hand and started singing to cheer her up: “There’s only one mother in the world who is good, a child with a mother is like a treasure, a child without a mother is like a weed…” Singing has never been my strong suit, and saying I’m tone-deaf is an understatement.

As my mother listened to my off-key singing, her eyes twitched slightly, and I clearly noticed the subtle change in her pretty face.

“mom…”

I called out in a drawn-out, cloying tone, burying my face in my mother’s shoulder and nuzzling her a few times, pleading like I did when I was a child: “Son knows he was wrong, son will never make you angry again, okay?” My mother impatiently opened her hand to push my cheek away, coldly saying, “Get off me, I don’t have a disobedient son.” “If I’m not your son, whose son am I?”

My mother’s slender hands were rubbing my face, and a mischievous thought popped into my head. I stuck out my tongue and gently licked my mother’s palm.

The mother trembled slightly, her delicate brows furrowed, and her beautiful face was filled with astonishment.

The dampness on her palm made it clear to her what I had done.

What are you doing?

Mom gently patted me: “How old are you? How disgusting!” I chuckled: “Who told you to ignore me?”

My mother shook her arm forcefully again, trying to break free from me, but how could I let her have her way?

I cornered my mother in the elevator, gripping her delicate hand tightly so she couldn’t break free: “Mom, if I’m not your son, then whose son am I?” “I don’t know!”

My mother shoved me irritably: “I picked you out of the trash can, who knows whose son you are?” “Picked out of the trash can?”

I buried my face in my mother’s neck and shoulder a few times and rubbed against her: “I thought I was a free gift when you topped up your phone credit?” In the sweltering summer, my mother’s slender neck was exposed. When my lips and nose brushed against my mother’s fair skin, the alluring fragrance and smooth feel of her body captivated me.

But what I long for most is the intoxicating, sensual scent of my mother’s private parts.

This morning, I only smelled it a few times, and it was so irritating that I couldn’t stand it.

If I fuck my mom to orgasm, and her vaginal fluids gush out, how fragrant will it smell?

“Not much different.”

After Mom finished speaking, she couldn’t help but laugh. I had squeezed her into the corner of the elevator, and she was surrounded by my scent. So she gently pushed me and said, “Move aside. It’s so hot. Why are you pushing me?” “Mom, you smell so good.”

I brought my nose close to my mother’s neck and took a deep sniff.

My mother deliberately put on a cold face and said in a disdainful tone, “Do you think everyone is like you? Stinking all over? Do you know what your nickname was when you were little?” I asked curiously, “What was it?”

“Call me Stinky Egg.”

After Mom finished speaking, she couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

Seeing my mother smiling so happily, I felt relieved and deliberately asked, “What was my sister called when she was little?” My mother’s face turned cold again: “Your sister is my own child, she doesn’t stink. It’s you who called yourself ‘Stinky Egg’.” “Huh?”

I stared at the faint pink on my mother’s fair neck and the slightly flushed tips of her ears: “Mom, why are you blushing all of a sudden?”

End · Chapter 29 of 118

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