Ever since I made that deal with Yao Liang, I spent my days at his place, keeping an eye on his promise. He was true to his word, using his father's company connections to dig up information on Jiang Weixin's company.
It was nearing the weekend again, and I was still in class when my phone suddenly buzzed with a message from Weixin.
It was from "Yunmo Jianghu": "Xiao Bin, about that dinner invitation I mentioned last time, are you free tonight?"
Damn!
This Zhu Yun was a real closet seductress. At school, she put on this whole ice-queen act, but after I flirted with her a couple of times, she was already this wild. Last time, she even invited me over for something "delicious to eat." Her sluttiness was off the charts.
It seemed what Yao Liang said was true. Single mothers like her were all incredibly thirsty. All it took was a guy making a bold move, and they'd get all worked up. I was really hitting the jackpot here.
Although I had already made plans to see a movie with Yao Wei tonight, there was no way I was going to pass up an opportunity that fell right into my lap. I replied, "Okay, Ms. Zhu, no problem."
Calling her "Ms. Zhu" gave me a subtle thrill of forbidden intimacy with a teacher, the pleasure of a student conquering his instructor. She replied with a smiley face and then sent me her address.
After school, I packed my things and called Yao Wei, telling her that with final exams coming up, I had to study tonight and couldn't go out with her. Of course, she threw a fit, being her usual spoiled self, and whined endlessly on the phone. It took a lot of sweet-talking to finally calm her down, and she made me promise to see her tomorrow.
After dealing with her, I thought to myself how troublesome clingy women could be. Then I got on my bike and headed for the residential complex, which was a pretty upscale neighborhood for the rich.
As I rode, I thought about how I was dating Yao Wei, maintaining a flirtatious relationship with Zhu Yun, and also having all sorts of improper thoughts about my own gorgeous mother. Did being this fickle make me a scumbag?
I thought about it for a while, then decided, screw it. Who cares if I'm a scumbag? A man has to satisfy his lower half and seize the day. Besides, I was going to figure out a way to get all these beauties, one by one, and add them to my harem before I was done. I muttered this to myself quietly.
When I arrived at the address, I rang the doorbell. Her place was on the 26th floor, a high-rise unit. This building had one massive, single-floor luxury apartment per level, much like Yao Liang's place.
A moment later, the door downstairs opened. I straightened my clothes and hair and went in to take the elevator up.
When I reached her apartment, she opened the door. Seeing it was me, she smiled slightly and said, "You're here. Come on in."
She was wearing a light-colored, short-sleeved pajama top with lace trim. Though the top was loose, it couldn't hide her full, perky breasts that strained against the fabric. A large expanse of her flawless, jade-like skin was exposed on her chest, her sexy collarbone faintly visible. A drawstring cinched her slender waist, making it look even narrower.
The hem of her pajama bottoms barely covered her curvy, uplifted buttocks, revealing a pair of fair, slender legs beneath. Even at home, she had meticulously put on sheer, flesh-colored stockings. Her calves, from the knees down, were smooth, round, and fair, with gentle curves. Her pretty toes peeked out from her slippers, looking even more crystal-like and delicate.
This kind of home attire was unusual for a beauty like her, and it had a unique charm. My gaze naturally fell to the curve of her chest. I wondered if she was wearing a bra under her pajamas. The faint, delicate color of her skin was visible through the fabric, looking incredibly alluring.
I greeted her warmly and then saw a young man standing behind her, about my age, staring at me blankly. Zhu Yun said softly, "Xiao Wu, come say hello to your brother."
"Hello, brother," the young guy said obediently, giving me a smile. He had large eyes, a rather delicate face, and looked very sharp.
I was stunned. I didn't expect her son to be home!
"This is my son. You can just call him Xiao Wu."
Zhu Yun closed the door and gently took my hand, leading me inside.
I felt a little awkward and said, "Well... thank you, Ms. Zhu."
"Brother, you're so handsome! No wonder Mom said she really likes you." The young man walked over to me, looked me up and down, and said with a sweet smile.
"Xiao Wu! What nonsense are you talking about!"
Zhu Yun's face immediately flushed crimson. She came over and gave Xiao Wu a playful smack, then glanced at me out of the corner of her eye, embarrassed. It was rare to see this aloof beauty show such a shy, charming expression.
I laughed and said, "Haha. Xiao Wu, what grade are you in?"
Xiao Wu said, "I'm in the twelfth grade."
He wasn't very tall for his age, probably only coming up to my neck.
"Alright, you two have some tea and watch TV in the living room. I'll have the food ready soon," Zhu Yun said, leading us to the living room. From behind, the fabric of her pajama bottoms was stretched taut over her full, round buttocks. Below the hem, her long, firm legs were wrapped in sheer, flesh-colored stockings. I could vaguely see the lace pattern at the top of her thighs where the pajamas ended. The sight of her full, slender legs in stockings created a captivating ripple, and a faint, alluring scent wafted from her.
I sat down on the sofa in the living room. The whole apartment was filled with the fresh, pleasant scent of a woman. Xiao Wu turned on the TV and asked me, "Brother, what do you want to watch?"
I put on the air of an older sibling, lounging on the sofa and saying, "Whatever you want, buddy. I'm fine with anything."
Xiao Wu laughed and pressed a few buttons on the remote.
As he watched, Xiao Wu started chattering away at me. "Brother, what grade are you in?"
"Are you in college?"
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Is your coursework really hard?"
It was a series of soul-crushing questions. At first, I put on a show of answering him seriously, but soon I started giving him half-hearted, non-committal replies.
But my mind was mostly on this guy's mother. She had put on an apron and was bustling around in the kitchen, occasionally bringing a dish out. She would watch us getting along so well while watching TV, with a smile on her face, the very picture of a virtuous wife and loving mother. It was a stark contrast to her cold and glamorous professor persona at school.
I had thought she invited me over to be alone with her, that something steamy might happen. I never expected her kid to be home. This made things incredibly inconvenient.
Soon, Zhu Yun had prepared a table full of fragrant, delicious food. The three of us had a lively dinner together. Zhu Yun's cooking was excellent; every dish was aromatic and incredibly tasty, and I ate to my heart's content.
"Ms. Zhu, do you usually live here with Xiao Wu? What about your brother?" I asked curiously. She had mentioned before that she was the second daughter of the Zhu family and had a brother who was the current head of the household.
"They live in a villa. I don't like living in such a big house. It's just fine for me and Xiao Wu here, and it's more convenient for helping him with his studies," Zhu Yun said.
I had wanted to ask if she had ever considered remarrying, but I felt it would be rude, so I swallowed the question.
Instead, Zhu Yun sighed and said softly, "Sometimes it feels tiring being alone, but when I think about my son, I have no choice."
Xiao Wu seemed to understand, shoveling rice into his mouth, blinking his big eyes as he looked at Zhu Yun, then at me.
I didn't know how to respond, and we fell into a moment of silence.
Just then, there was a sudden "rumble" of thunder outside. A moment later, a torrential downpour began, mixed with flashes of lightning and peals of thunder, a truly impressive spectacle.
"This is bad. This thunderstorm is huge. I don't know how long it's going to last," I said, walking to the window and looking out at the heavy rain with concern.
Zhu Yun walked over to my side. Looking at the pouring rain outside, she said calmly, "With rain this heavy, why don't you just stay the night? We have a spare room."
My heart skipped a beat. Was she asking me to stay over?
I thought to myself that I had to seize this golden opportunity, so I played along. "Ms. Zhu, if it's not too much trouble, then I'll take you up on your offer. The rain is too heavy tonight, and I rode my bike here. I'd be soaked to the bone if I tried to go back."
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