Chapter 40

“What’s wrong with you? You look so pale, like you ate a bitter melon.” Jingyan’s voice was thick with nasal tone, mixed with a hint of coquettishness from just waking up. Her silk robe with green leaf patterns had slipped half an inch off her shoulders, as if it was about to fall off at any moment. Her upper body was only fastened with a small button above her navel, which did not serve any purpose of concealment at all. On the contrary, it only made her look more alluring.

A large expanse of soft, white flesh in her cleavage was exposed, trembling as she shook her arms, creating waves that stirred the heart.

“You… how did you wake up—” My hoarse voice was cut off by her sudden closeness and warmth. I hurriedly reached down to pick up my phone, but a fragrant breeze quickly wafted over, and a few soft strands of hair gently brushed against the back of my hand, bringing a tingling sensation. I watched as a delicate hand snatched my phone away with lightning speed, even faster than I could.

I suddenly looked up and bumped right into a sea of ​​white that made my blood boil—Jingyan’s full, perky breasts were almost touching my face.

I could even feel the heat emanating from her body, and the faint, intoxicating fragrance of orchids emanating from her was seeping into my pores.

“What are you looking at?” Jingyan took the phone, the light from the screen reflecting on her face, making her already flawless skin reflect a slight crystalline luster, like a piece of fine mutton fat jade, radiating an alluring glow.

My mind went completely blank for a moment, but the screen was still lit up? So what does that mean?

“Uh—” Jingyan looked at the screen, the blue light from the phone illuminating her suddenly contracted pupils. As the light flickered in her dark eyes, she swallowed, her throat bobbing. She gasped for breath, unable to catch her breath. A blush quickly spread across her ears like a spreading flame, burning down her graceful neckline and into her collar, staining large patches of her snow-white skin red.

“So you stayed up all night just to…” Jingyan’s voice trembled slightly as she stammered, turning to look at me with a mixture of shock, shyness, and a complex emotion that was hard to describe.

“Jingyan, I—” I tried to explain, but found that I had no idea what to say. My tongue seemed to be tied in knots, my mind was a mess, and I couldn’t organize any reasonable words at all.

“Here you go!” Before I could explain, Jingyan screamed as if she had been burned, threw the “hot potato” in her hand at my chest, and hurriedly ran out of the bathroom.

I picked up my phone and saw that the screen showed the last photo in the post: Aunt Ouyang was being penetrated by Zhao Chenyu. Her thick pubic hair had been shaved into the shape of a heart, and white semen was slowly flowing out of her slightly red vulva. Under the light, it gleamed with a lewd luster, like crystal-clear pearls, or like drops of sinful tears.

Oh no, she found out?

Before I could even grieve, my fingers frantically swiped across the screen to restore my phone to its home screen—it was a photo of Jingyan and me embracing. In the photo, she was holding my hand, smiling so happily and sweetly, her eyes full of affection and adoration for me. But now…

I rushed out and found Jingyan wrapped in a blanket, curled up like an injured kitten, shivering.

I pretended to be calm and placed my phone on the bedside table before getting into bed. The moment I knelt on the bed, Jingyan under the covers shivered as if pricked by a needle. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I quickly crawled under the covers and hugged her from behind. Her soft, delicate body was a little cold.

“Jingyan, I—”

“snort–”

Before I could explain, I suddenly noticed that Jingyan’s body had stopped trembling. A clear hum interrupted me, and then Jingyan turned around, her hand under the covers reaching onto my waist, pinching a soft spot and twisting it hard.

“ah–”

“Hmph, don’t think I don’t know, you stinky men, you’re all secretly looking at those… websites!” Jingyan finished complaining and turned her back to me.

“Huh?” I was surprised but also relieved. It seemed she thought I was just looking at porn sites and didn’t know that the woman with her pubic hair shaved into a heart shape and her vagina overflowing with her junior’s semen was a domineering female CEO, an enlightened elder who doted on her and me, and even more so… her mother.

Thank goodness, at least we don’t have to face the worst-case scenario yet.

“You know?” I had no choice but to take the opportunity to ask, wrapping my arms around her waist from behind and pressing my face against her delicate body.

“Of course I know, otherwise where did all those… messy clothes of yours come from? Didn’t you learn them from those websites?” Jingyan elbowed me in the ribs, making me clench my lips and hold back the breath I was about to exhale.

“Ahem—oh dear, I just… wanted to add some spice to our relationship~” I quickly joked, slowly circling my hand on her lower abdomen. The touch was smooth, delicate, and incredibly soft, like the finest silk.

“Go away, aren’t we… husband and wife yet?” Jingyan said with a hint of disdain, but her voice betrayed a touch of shyness she couldn’t hide.

“Sooner or later, sooner or later, my fairy wife Jingyan~” I moved closer to her, gently blew into her ear, and my hand, which was touching her lower abdomen, couldn’t help but wander upwards. Suddenly, my thumb and forefinger touched a soft, tender flesh, and the delicate body in my arms suddenly froze the moment I touched it.

“Hey, don’t touch me… I already said I’m tired…” Jingyan shook off my hand, her voice coquettish and languid, her hazy tone filled with a deep sense of drowsiness.

“I have to go to rehearsal tomorrow~ There’s a ton of stuff to do at the student council… The program for the May Day performance hasn’t been decided yet~ Hmph~” Jingyan’s tone was full of fatigue.

“Aren’t you going to do experiments too? I ran into Professor Li earlier, and when I greeted him, he told me you weren’t feeling well, and he implied that he was blaming me.” Jingyan’s words filled me with a sense of apology. I gently stroked Jingyan’s exquisite curves, smooth and perfect, and I felt that no amount of flowery language could express the beauty of her body.

“Jingyan, when are we getting married?” I don’t know why I suddenly asked this question. Maybe it was to put my mind at ease—or maybe it was after watching my future mother-in-law’s “cheating drama.”

“Hmm?” Jingyan perked up a bit. She tilted her head at me, then turned back to face me and said slowly, “After the postgraduate program ends…” As she finished speaking, she placed her hand on the back of my hand, her fingers weaving into my fingers and gripping it tightly.

“What about what Aunt Ouyang said? What are your thoughts on that?” I asked.

“Let my mom say what she wants. It won’t hurt her to say a few words. Do you want to get married early?” Jingyan’s voice traveled along her delicate body and into my body, which was pressed tightly against hers, echoing in my mind.

“Hmm…” After a few seconds of echo, I squeezed out this answer through my nose, my breath brushing against the back of her head, only stirring a few strands of her hair.

“Well… it’s not impossible…” Jingyan’s words were very hesitant, her tone carrying a hint of expectation and a hint of unease.

“Is something on your mind?” I had a strange feeling, especially after reading Aunt Ouyang’s post. My desire to marry Jingyan was like a seed breaking through the soil, growing wildly.

“No, it’s not that… it’s just… I don’t want to leave this home. After we get married, we’ll be forming a small family, and I’ll have the added identity of a wife. Although things aren’t that different now, I feel like I’m no longer a simple child… um—that’s about it.” Jingyan spoke somewhat incoherently, but her meaning was clear: she was afraid of change, afraid of losing.

“Well, let’s wait until after graduate school.” I understand her desire to have more freedom and enjoy life. Although even if we got married now, our lives wouldn’t change much, as she said, a change in mindset can affect one’s life experience—like Aunt Ouyang now.

Why did she end up having an affair with Zhao Chenyu again?

For lust?

Or what is it for?

Can lust really affect a person to such a profound degree?

They even went so far as to turn a powerful female CEO into a slut who could be played with at will by a college student.

I don’t know, but after reading the post, I know that Aunt Ouyang has changed, not just physically. She is no longer the elegant and noble aunt I remember, but a pitiful woman consumed by desire.

“But like I said, if you get pregnant, let’s get married right away, there’s no need to prepare anything…”

“Aunt Ouyang is even thinking about having me start a company, but my dad doesn’t think there’s any rush…”

“We must have a grand wedding then…”

“Jingyan, you will be the most beautiful bride…”

“Jingyan…”

“Jingyan?”

I called out softly, but only Jingyan’s sleeping breathing answered me.

I stopped teasing her and quietly held my girlfriend in my arms, feeling the warmth of her body and the faint fragrance emanating from her.

My expression returned to the sadness I had just shown—or rather, the grief. An extreme gray grief enveloped me, like ash floating beside a volcano, carrying intense heat that ignited the anger within me.

It rampaged through my body, making my fists clench and tremble, as if trying to release all my discontent.

But after the trembling, I felt a wave of weakness. What should I do about it?

The previous approach was not wrong, except…

“Hmph~” Jingyan in my arms squirmed a little, and a grayness appeared in my eyes. If it weren’t for Jingyan—I remembered the dream I had after Jingyan found out about my affair with Aunt Ouyang. It was a dream that flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern. Jingyan and I have been together through thick and thin for so many years. How could I blame her?

She is the most important person in my life, and I cannot lose her.

No, it’s not Jingyan’s fault, it’s not my fault, it’s not Aunt Ouyang’s fault, it’s all Zhao Chenyu’s fault!

It’s all Zhao Chenyu’s fault! It’s all his fault!

My eyes were bloodshot as I stared at the window of Jingyan’s bedroom. The curtains weren’t drawn properly, and a faint moonlight shone through the gap in the middle. That moonlight was cold and desolate, shining on the photo of Jingyan and me on the bedside table.

The curtains swayed, and the moonlight, sharp as a blade, flickered across our smiling faces, finally settling between them…

Forget it, I’ll think about it some more. I need to calm down and find a foolproof plan that can both protect my two families and punish Zhao Chenyu.

With my head throbbing, I struggled to fall asleep.

The morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting dappled shadows in the room and gently waking us from our slumber.

After a quick wash, I went downstairs and found that my mother had prepared a sumptuous breakfast, including a nourishing porridge made by her and Aunt Ouyang, a sandwich made by Jingyan, and strawberry milk made by Xuanman.

At home, my mother would prepare different breakfasts for us according to our preferences and tastes. She never found it troublesome. Seeing how happily we ate, she would always show a warm smile, which would give us the motivation to go to work or school and the desire to go home.

Our two families enjoyed this ordinary yet precious and heartwarming moment together.

Jingyan put on her green leaf-patterned pajamas, but the neckline remained slightly open, revealing the beautiful lines of her collarbone and the full curves of her chest.

“Eat slowly, be careful it’s hot.” While carefully wiping the milk stains from the corners of Xuanman’s mouth, her mother gently reminded her. Her mother was still wearing a fitted t-shirt, but her full breasts trembled slightly with her gentle movements, making one want to hug her.

“Okay, Mom.” Xuanman ate hurriedly, but her left hand remained holding her phone.

After breakfast, Jingyan drove Xuanman to school. I sat in the passenger seat and looked at Xuanman in the back seat in the rearview mirror. Today, the girl was wearing tight jeans, which outlined her slender legs and perky buttocks. I couldn’t help but sigh that Xuanman was becoming more and more feminine. However, Xuanman’s figure was completely different from Jingyan’s. She was really slender. If she weren’t relatively tall, she would probably be classified as a loli.

“Who are you chatting with? You’re laughing so happily.” I asked curiously as I watched Xuanman fiddling with her phone, a faint smile playing on her lips as her fingers flew across the screen.

Upon hearing this, Xuanman quickly looked up, a hint of panic flashing across her face. She then smiled and explained, “They’re just classmates, just chatting. Anyway, we have to hand in our phones at school, so we can’t play with them all the time.”

As she spoke, she quickly turned off her phone screen, a gesture that only made me more concerned. The image of Zhao Chenyu bringing her the cake flashed through my mind, and a vague unease welled up inside me.

“By the way, Xuanman, is Zhao Chenyu still in contact with you?” I pressed.

“Huh? You mean Chenyu Ge—Zhao Chenyu? We haven’t been in touch much, except for the last time he sent me a cake.” Xuanman replied somewhat awkwardly, her eyes flickering.

“Xuanman, stay away from Zhao Chenyu from now on,” I said seriously, my eyes becoming earnest.

“Why, brother?” Xuanman asked, puzzled.

“Don’t ask why, just avoid associating with those idle people.” Sometimes, being too explicit can backfire.

“Oh, okay,” Xuanman agreed, turning her eyes away from her phone and gazing out the window, nodding obediently.

The carriage fell silent, with only the sound of the car moving echoing in my ears. I looked at Xuanman through the rearview mirror, feeling a little worried, hoping she would listen to what I had to say.

The morning classes were as boring as a lullaby, and I listened absentmindedly. However, Chu Yun took notes very carefully. Unlike him, whose mind was full of knowledge, my mind was already occupied by Jingyan’s image.

I finally made it to the end of get out of class and couldn’t wait to rush to Jingyan’s office.

“Hey? Senior~” The office door was ajar. I gently pushed it open, and a sweet, coquettish voice came through.

Xiao Tiantian stood up from behind the desk, her fluffy chestnut-brown curly hair framing her delicate face.

She wore a long black and white dress, the hem of which swayed gently with her movements, her figure graceful.

A pink hair tie was casually tucked into her wrist, adding a touch of girlish playfulness.

She took small, quick steps, both polite and charmingly feminine, and stopped about half a meter away from me. She crossed her arms in front of her, swayed her hips slightly, and stared at me with her big, watery eyes.

“What’s wrong? Why are you staring at me like that? You didn’t even close the door.” I reprimanded her in a cold tone.

Although she is Jingyan’s junior and a student council member.

Moreover, apart from family and friends, I still tend to maintain a cool and aloof demeanor in front of outsiders.

Xiao Tiantian sometimes sends me messages on WeChat, but I rarely reply.

“Just now… Qian Sen, a senior from the Finance Department, came.” She said, while secretly glancing at the door of the inner office.

“Looking for Jingyan?” I asked doubtfully.

“Hmm…” Xiao Tiantian poked her finger and nodded.

“Who else?”

“Are you talking about…personal matters?” Xiao Tiantian asked me to confirm, and I nodded.

“Ma Yuan, the vice captain of the school basketball team; Chen Fengluan, the new student council member in our year; and even Li You, the new young doctoral counselor…” Xiao Tiantian counted off a name on her finger. I watched as she counted off one finger and then added three more.

“They’re all interested in Chairman Qin!” Xiao Tiantian stuck her tongue out at me.

“What about that Zhao Chenyu?” I asked.

“He? He’s never been here.” Xiao Tiantian’s expression didn’t change, so it seemed that Zhao Chenyu really hadn’t come.

“Why did you ask him that?” Seeing her suddenly become curious about these private matters, I quickly changed the subject, “And what about you? What about your boyfriend?”

“Me?” Xiao Tiantian twirled her curly hair with her fingers, hesitated for a moment, and said, “I’m waiting for Chairman Qin to introduce me to someone. She said she’d introduce me to a very handsome guy.” Her face turned red instantly after she finished speaking.

“Okay then—”

“Sweetie, who are you talking to—Xuanyu?” Before I could finish speaking, the door to the inner office was suddenly pushed open, and Jingyan, dressed in a blue casual suit with gold trim, walked out. Her delicate features were outlined with light makeup, making her even more charming and beautiful than when she was in the car without makeup. Her hair was piled up high, which looked very capable and revealed her slender neck. She wore a pair of small pearl earrings on her earlobes, which swayed gently as she appeared.

“Jingyan~” I called out gently as I walked toward my girlfriend.

Xiao Tiantian quickly wiped the smile off her face and stood respectfully to the side.

My gaze, however, was completely drawn to Jingyan, and I couldn’t look away.

“Sweetie, you can go out and get busy. Xuanyu and I have something to discuss. Don’t let anyone in.” After Jingyan finished speaking, the two of us walked into the inner office.

With a “bang,” the atmosphere in the office instantly became awkward.

“Why are you here? If you don’t go to the lab after class, Teacher Li will scold me again.” Jingyan complained, but her tone was gentle.

“I just wanted to come see you,” I said, my eyes unconsciously sweeping over the alluring curves of her chest.

Jingyan’s blue suit was unbuttoned, with a silk shirt underneath. The collar was slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone and a small patch of snow-white skin, adding a touch of radiance. Her full D-cup breasts were almost bursting out, and the buttons seemed to be under immense pressure, as if they might burst open at any moment.

Her slender waist accentuated her full and firm breasts.

She paired it with skinny jeans, which perfectly showcased her long, curvy legs.

The white and pink sneakers she wore swayed slightly, giving her both youthful energy and mature feminine charm.

“Hmph~ I’ve seen it since I was little, what’s so interesting about it?” Jingyan gave me a reproachful look, her words sharp, but she opened her arms and jumped into my embrace.

“You’re beautiful everywhere you look, I can’t get enough of looking at you.” I lowered my head, my breath brushing against her ear, and Jingyan trembled.

“Hmm…” Jingyan blushed, not looking at me, but a hint of shyness flashed in the corner of her eye.

“Xiao Tiantian said that quite a few people came looking for you with ill intentions, so I definitely have to assert my ownership. I don’t want my darling to be harassed.” I stroked her lower back with both hands, and my palms even climbed down to her buttocks, but Jingyan did not stop me immediately. I felt a little strange and looked up at her pretty face.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Huh? Nothing… I was just thinking about… the show.” A layer of sadness flickered in Jingyan’s eyes, but it vanished in an instant.

“Okay, you’re so busy.”

“Yes, I still have rehearsals later…” Jingyan’s delicate body went limp against me, and I hugged her tightly, feeling the warmth and softness of her body.

My hand unconsciously moved upwards, gently stroking the curves of her back.

“No…don’t do this,” Jingyan said nervously, trying to push me away but unable to bring herself to do it.

“Let me hold you for a little while, just a little while,” I whispered, then lowered my head and kissed her neck.

“Bad Xuanyu,” she whispered, her voice soft and alluring.

A buzzing sound from my phone interrupted the escalating intimacy between us. I quickly pulled my phone out of my pocket, about to curse whoever it was, when I opened it and saw it was Aunt Ouyang.

“Xuanyu, bring Jingyan to Yuezhu Xiaoxuan. Your Uncle Qin and I are here, and your parents will be here later.” After reading the message, I looked up at Jingyan, and she looked up at me as well.

“Yuezhu Xiaoxuan, why did my mom and dad go there? I’m not going to Xuanyu, I still have rehearsals, I’ll be in the cafeteria for lunch.” Jingyan said, her tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible resentment.

Yuezhu Xiaoxuan is a farmhouse restaurant that Uncle Qin set up in the suburbs. Part of it is open to the public and part is used for private purposes. It is usually a place where he and my father go fishing. These two fathers, who are from different circles, are usually very busy. Whenever they have free time, they get together here to fish and chat, which can be considered a shared hobby.

“Okay, I’ll head over right away.” Yuezhu Xiaoxuan is quite a distance from N University. I hugged Jingyan, gave her a light kiss on the forehead, and then quickly left the office.

In the outer office, Xiao Tiantian was tapping on her phone and giggling, which reminded me of Xuanman again.

As I listened to the soothing rock music, the scenery outside the car window gradually changed from a steel forest of towering buildings to lush green farmland and trees.

Soon, my car drove into the antique-style archway that read “Yuezhu Xiaoxuan”.

I drove straight into the private residential area, parked the car, and found only Uncle Qin’s Rolls-Royce in the garage; Aunt Ouyang hadn’t even driven there.

After walking across a wide lawn, you will see a clear lake with weeping willows swaying by its banks. On the other side of the lake is a lush green vegetable field, where all kinds of vegetables are grown, full of vitality.

Beside the vegetable garden, there were some houses that combined modern and traditional styles. That area must be the commercial area. I turned my head and looked around. Apart from the more luxurious and lonely houses, there was a simple and quiet little pavilion under the willows by the lake. Two familiar figures were snuggling together. It was Uncle Qin and Aunt Ouyang.

Driven by curiosity, I tiptoed along the winding cobblestone path, quietly approaching the pavilion.

The air was filled with a faint floral fragrance, mixed with the moist scent of the lake, making people feel relaxed and happy.

I vaguely heard Uncle Qin’s slightly magnetic voice: “Hey, don’t move~”

“Don’t touch my waist~” came Aunt Ouyang’s coquettish voice, with a hint of coy refusal.

Aunt Ouyang held the fishing rod, but her posture was somewhat clumsy and strange, as if she was trying to hide her shyness.

Although she complained, she leaned back gently and snuggled against Uncle Qin, as intimately as a newlywed couple.

I quietly stepped onto the low steps, held onto the pavilion railing, and quietly admired this warm and ambiguous scene.

Both of them were dressed in casual green and white striped outfits, completely absorbed in their own world, and did not notice my arrival.

Perhaps it was the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the bamboo grove and willow branches that cleverly masked the sound of my light but hurried footsteps.

A gentle breeze swept by, bringing warmth followed by a slight chill. I don’t know when it started, but I seem to have gotten used to leaving quietly.

“Pop~” Uncle Qin tilted his head and planted a gentle kiss on Aunt Ouyang’s delicate cheek.

The moment he pulled his head back, Aunt Ouyang playfully tilted her head and returned a sweet kiss to his cheek.

The two smiled at each other, their eyes filled with love and tenderness. The fishing rods swayed, and the floats rippled on the water, shimmering brilliantly in the warm spring sunshine.

This game called fishing seems to have absolutely nothing to do with fish.

“Ouch, your hand! If you touch me again, I’ll cut off your finger and use it to bait the fish’s spot!”

“It’s alright, there’s no one else here,” Uncle Qin replied with a smile, his tone full of affection.

“Hmph~”

“Pop—”

I stared at Aunt Ouyang’s rosy smiling face, and for a moment I couldn’t tell if I was in a play or in reality. Just yesterday I saw the obscene video of Aunt Ouyang kneeling at Zhao Chenyu’s crotch, moaning “Master” in a coquettish voice, but in front of me she seemed as if nothing had happened, immersed in the happiness with her husband.

Okay, as long as you’re happy.

Just as I was thinking this, Aunt Ouyang casually lifted the hat with a veil and the hair behind her head. On her fair neck, a bright red choker with a gold chain hung prominently, making me momentarily dazed. I quickly looked down and saw Aunt Ouyang’s full, round buttocks in tight pants, her thighs tightly gripping the fishing rod. I suddenly wondered, is Aunt Ouyang’s pubic hair still heart-shaped?

If so, how would she explain it to Uncle Qin in bed?

I don’t know, I really can’t see my future mother-in-law, who has taken care of me and loved me since I was a child, clearly anymore.

She was like a mystery, a mystery full of allure and danger, making me both want to get close and afraid of being swallowed up.

Is she an angel or a devil?

Is she a saint or a harlot?

I really can’t tell the difference.

I could only stand there silently, watching them snuggle together affectionately in the sunlight, feeling a complex mix of emotions that were hard to describe.

Is this the cruel truth of the adult world? Me and Jingyan—no, we won’t be like that.

“Oh, Xuanyu’s here?” Just as I was lost in thought, Uncle Qin’s call brought me back to reality.

“My baby’s here! I didn’t even notice!” Aunt Ouyang turned around and greeted me.

“Seeing how close you two are, I didn’t want to disturb you,” I said with a smile.

“What do you mean ‘disturbing’? Old Qin, you take the rod, my son’s here, I’m not fishing anymore.” Aunt Ouyang straddled her leg, handed the fishing rod to Uncle Qin, took off her sun hat, and ran to my side.

I looked at Uncle Qin apologetically. Although it wasn’t intentional, I had indeed interrupted their private time. Uncle Qin, on the other hand, looked at me with doting eyes, along with Aunt Ouyang, who had her arm around mine.

“By the way, where is Jingyan?” Aunt Ouyang asked.

“She had rehearsal in the afternoon, so she said she wouldn’t be coming at noon.”

“I see…” Uncle Qin held the fishing rod somewhat sadly.

“Are you all here?” Suddenly, a gentle voice called out from a spring breeze. I turned my head and saw a graceful and voluptuous woman emerge from the bamboo forest, her chest rippled like water. It was my mother, Liu Wanyi.

“mom–”

“Sister Wanyi~” Aunt Ouyang held my hand with one hand and pulled my mother, who was walking over, with the other. My mother was wearing a light green casual jacket and white casual pants, looking plump and energetic.

The two mature women stood together, both dressed casually, but the mother’s clothes were noticeably tighter, while Aunt Ouyang looked slimmer and had a youthful feel as she held her mother’s arm.

Aunt Ouyang shook her mother’s arm, and with just a gentle sway, her mother’s full breasts swayed from side to side, hitting Aunt Ouyang’s C+ breasts. The vibrations seemed to have eyes, deliberately transmitting downwards, and Aunt Ouyang’s plump peach buttocks also trembled.

To be honest, when it comes to figures, both my mother and Aunt Ouyang are absolutely gorgeous. Aunt Ouyang has a well-proportioned and firm figure with a touch of mature charm, especially her full peach-shaped buttocks; while my mother, although not at all well-proportioned, has full breasts and plump buttocks that perfectly showcase her inclusiveness and maternal instincts.

“Xuanyu, where’s Jingyan?” my mother asked, and I had to explain again.

“Where’s Bowen?” Uncle Qin asked without turning around, the fishing rod in his hand remaining perfectly still.

“We’re in a meeting, so you don’t have any fishing buddies today. How about letting Xuanyu… Xuanyu has class this afternoon, but that won’t work either.” Mom said softly to Uncle Qin’s back.

“Oh dear! What a pity! I was thinking of bringing both families here to fish and eat wild game. The fish here tastes so good.” Uncle Qin raised his hand as if to slap his thigh, but he didn’t dare to move while holding the fishing rod.

“You eat here quite often, don’t you? All the food here is regularly transported home,” Aunt Ouyang said. This month, Zhu Xiaoxuan is not only a farmhouse restaurant, but also one of the farms that regularly supplies vegetables to Aunt Ouyang.

“That’s different, it’s the atmosphere…” Uncle Qin muttered.

“What atmosphere? Let’s hurry up and fish, or we won’t have anything to eat for lunch.” After complaining about Uncle Qin, Aunt Ouyang pulled her mother’s arm and sat down to chat.

I stood beside them, a gentle breeze rustling through the willow branches, brushing against my head like my mother’s hand.

“Senior—”

Suddenly, a loud, rough shout shattered the peaceful atmosphere. I turned my head and saw a figure I hated to the core yet felt utterly helpless against—Zhao Chenyu.

Why is he here?

“Senior, senior, senior—” Zhao Chenyu called out as he jogged over, panting as he bent down to greet me.

“Why are you here?” I really don’t know how to describe my feelings right now. I really want to punch him, but I have no reason—at least no overt reason.

“I was just chatting with Aunt Ouyang, and she said she was here because I didn’t have class, so I came over to help out. Hello, Aunt Ouyang~” Zhao Chenyu turned to look at Aunt Ouyang. Aunt Ouyang’s face didn’t change, she just nodded slightly.

“This is…” Mom pointed at Zhao Chenyu and turned to look at Aunt Ouyang.

“My junior from school, who was my driver, mentioned you to me when I asked Xuanyu to look for a job at my company,” Aunt Ouyang said.

“Hello, you must be the senior’s mother. My name is Zhao Chenyu. I’ve watched your live stream before. You look like a fairy when you write and draw in the live stream. I didn’t expect you to be even more elegant in person~” Zhao Chenyu bowed and greeted his mother without any shyness.

“Thank you,” Mom replied gently and politely.

“Hey! Hey! We’ve got a fish! We’ve got a fish!” Uncle Qin shouted, his fishing rod bending and water splashing everywhere.

“I’ll do it, I’ll do it!” Zhao Chenyu ran over to Uncle Qin like a gust of wind. I thought he was going to help Uncle Qin pull the lever, but who knew he picked up the net and squatted down next to Uncle Qin to wait.

“Hey! Come here!” Uncle Qin said while walking the fish, but Zhao Chenyu showed no intention of helping.

“Xuanyu, come play with me for a bit!” Uncle Qin called me over, and I was just about to leave.

“Xuanyu, ignore him and let him play by himself!” Aunt Ouyang grabbed my hand and stopped me.

“Scoop! Scoop!” At Uncle Qin’s command, Zhao Chenyu scooped up a large fish with the net.

“Wow, this must be a big carp weighing seven or eight pounds! Congratulations, Uncle Qin!” Zhao Chenyu held the net in both hands and presented the fish to Uncle Qin.

“Haha, oh dear, I’ve got a feast, wife!” Uncle Qin ignored Zhao Chenyu and shared his joy of catching a fish with Aunt Ouyang first.

“If you can’t catch any, you’ll go hungry. Zhao Chenyu, go to the kitchen over there and have them steam the fish.” Aunt Ouyang pointed in the direction of the sign.

“Okay!” Zhao Chenyu said, taking the net and about to leave.

“Zhao Chenyu, right?” Uncle Qin suddenly called out to him.

“Hey, Uncle Qin, hello!” Zhao Chenyu turned around and bowed.

“Alright, go ahead.” Uncle Qin waved his hand, turned around and came to my side, his expression serious. He put his arm around my shoulder and quietly asked, “This Zhao Chenyu…”

“He’s just an ordinary junior. I must have been out of my mind to find him a job.” I said with disgust, thinking that Zhao Chenyu had indeed cheated on Uncle Qin.

“Oh, I see.” Uncle Qin patted my shoulder, his face full of smiles as he walked over to Aunt Ouyang.

“Give my wife a hug.”

“Oh, go away, we sisters are chatting, who wants to hug you~” Uncle Qin opened his arms, but Aunt Ouyang dodged away.

My gaze fell on Aunt Ouyang, who showed absolutely no sign of nervousness.

Are women born actresses?

“Alright, you two go have fun. I’m going to the kitchen to see what’s good to eat.” Before I could stop her, I saw my mother walk towards Zhao Chenyu. Her full, fleshy buttocks, encased in white casual pants, swayed from side to side, looking incredibly tempting.

“Oh, go and rest. Come here, son, give me a shoulder massage.” Aunt Ouyang pushed Uncle Qin away, wiped the face that Uncle Qin had kissed with the back of her hand, sat on the bamboo chair and called me over.

“Oh dear, my daughter isn’t here with me. I’ll go check how the table is tidied up.” Uncle Qin stretched and left as well.

“Give me a massage.” Aunt Ouyang leaned back lazily in her chair. I stood behind her and looked down. I could clearly see a distinct red mark on her left breast, which was white and tender, through her loose neckline.

Who left it?

Why would I think that?

“What’s wrong with you? You seem distracted,” Aunt Ouyang’s words interrupted my thoughts.

“Nothing… I just think this collar around your neck looks bad, why don’t you take it off?” I said, staring at the eyesore of the collar.

“Okay~” Aunt Ouyang decisively took off the collar and casually tossed it aside.

I was secretly delighted. It seemed that in Aunt Ouyang’s mind, this master-servant game with Zhao Chenyu was just a way for her to seek thrills and have fun.

After chatting with Aunt Ouyang for a while, Uncle Qin soon called us to go eat.

Besides the steamed carp, there were also bright green and refreshing stir-fried seasonal vegetables, braised pork, and stir-fried eggs with garlic sprouts, among other side dishes. It was a very generous meal for four people.

“Zhao Chenyu, come and eat with us,” his mother greeted him warmly, her face beaming with a kind and polite smile.

“I won’t sit at the table, Auntie. I’m just here to help out,” Zhao Chenyu said somewhat awkwardly, a hint of unease flickering in his eyes.

“Come and sit down!” Uncle Qin waved his hand, his tone bold and unquestionable, carrying the unique authority of a superior.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Chenyu could only sit down tremblingly, his body stiff as a piece of wood. He was right next to Uncle Qin, so close that I could clearly see the fine beads of sweat on his forehead and his visible trembling, like a lamb that had wandered into a pack of wolves, filled with fear and unease.

“Can I drink?” Uncle Qin picked up his glass and asked with interest, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Zhao Chenyu was about to speak when Aunt Ouyang interrupted him, saying, “Old Qin, you can drink, but Zhao Chenyu has to drive.”

“It’s alright, Auntie. I might not get to dine at the same table as someone like Uncle Qin even in three lifetimes. Even if I collapse here today, I’ll make sure you have a good time!” Zhao Chenyu quickly declared, his tone impassioned, like a warrior ready to die, full of determination to go through fire and water.

“Great! That’s awesome!” Uncle Qin laughed heartily upon hearing this, while Zhao Chenyu picked up the wine bottle and poured the wine while talking.

Seeing this, Aunt Ouyang rolled her eyes helplessly, but didn’t say anything more. She just silently put a piece of food on my plate, her eyes full of care.

“You’ll be driving later, so don’t drink.” My mother and Aunt Ouyang were sitting across from me. The two beautiful women, with very different styles, were sitting very close together, like inseparable sisters.

“Uncle Qin, you are a role model for us men. Look at you, successful in your career and happy in your family. You are my role model…”

“Dry!”

“Okay, I’ll go with you~”

“Uncle Qin, could you teach me how to fish sometime?”

“Uncle Qin, I’ll keep you company! I’ll drink it, you can have whatever you like!”

“Let me tell you, Xiao Zhao…”

The clinking of glasses continued, Uncle Qin’s voice grew increasingly muffled, a slight blush rose to his face, and his eyes were hazy and deep, like a seasoned general reminiscing about his glorious past.

Zhao Chenyu’s face was flushed, his eyes were glazed, and his tongue was a little tied, but he still forced himself to stay awake and kept toasting Uncle Qin, like a little dog wagging its tail and begging for its master’s approval, even at the cost of sacrificing its own dignity.

His hand also restlessly reached into his belly, which was full of alcohol, and kept groping around, as if trying to relieve his inner tension and unease.

“Old Qin, stop drinking!” Aunt Ouyang complained.

“Let them come out to have some fun and relax,” the mother advised.

“Look at these two, really…” Aunt Ouyang rolled her eyes again, her tone tinged with helplessness.

“Xuanyu doesn’t drink, and Bowen can only have a few drinks with Qin Bin, but Zhao Chenyu really has a high tolerance.” My mother and Aunt Ouyang were whispering to each other. I sighed. Even if we had to deal with Zhao Chenyu, we couldn’t let my mother and Aunt Ouyang’s relationship be affected in the slightest.

After all, I had done this before…

I looked at Zhao Chenyu, who was separating me from Uncle Qin. The two of us were worlds apart, with vastly different social statuses, yet we were like old friends who had met long ago, clinking glasses and chatting happily. It was as if all the barriers and grudges had vanished under the influence of alcohol, leaving only hypocritical politeness and flattery.

Is alcohol really just a lubricant between men?