After a moment, Yang Haoran asked apprehensively, “Mom, what’s the situation now?”
“Don’t ask questions you shouldn’t. Anyway, she won’t be coming back to the house to make a scene anymore.”
Liu Ruoxi didn’t want to discuss this with her son and brushed it off lightly.
Yang Haoran was somewhat frustrated. So, were they divorced or not? He couldn’t help but ask, “Mom, then you and Dadโฆ”
“Shut up!”
Liu Ruoxi coldly cut him off.
Seeing his mother’s cold expression and palpable distance, he felt hurt. Yang Haoran, for some reason, felt an inexplicable rage surge within him for the first time. He stood up and shouted, “Why can’t I ask? Why can’t I know? You’re my mother, and you’re also my woman.”
He raised his voice on the last sentence, as if declaring his sovereignty, as if proclaiming his ownership over his mother.
“What madness is this?” Liu Ruoxi’s willow-like eyebrows shot up in anger. “I haven’t even settled accounts with you yet, and you want to pick a fight with me over such a trivial matter? What does your father’s affair have to do with you?”
His father’s philandering naturally had nothing to do with him, but his father and mother were married, and he himself had a carnal relationship with his motherโhow could it not concern him?
“If it has nothing to do with me, why are you hiding it from me?” Yang Haoran retorted.
He didn’t say, “He’s my dad, how could it not concern me?” because it was fundamentally a different matter.
“Hehโฆ What do you want to know? Whether Iโve divorced your father?” Liu Ruoxi looked at her son with a cold laugh. “Let me tell you, beautiful, give up on that idea.”
Yang Haoran was provoked by his mother’s words, and his anger flared. “Did I say I wanted you to divorce Dad? I was just asking. Canโt I even ask? Why do you have such a big reaction to a simple question?”
What started as a minor issue was now escalating, with mother and son at a stalemate.
What angered Yang Haoran was his mother’s attitude toward his father. Anything related to his father had to be hidden from himโwhat did that make him?
More importantly, this incident indirectly revealed that his mother, even after knowing about his father’s affair and the other woman showing up at their door, still cared about his father and still had him in her heart. This was what he could not tolerate.
He had long regarded his mother as his possession, his exclusive property, his forbidden territory, his sex slave, his bitch.
After a moment ofๅตๆ (stalemate), facing her furious son, Liu Ruoxi, well aware of his pettiness and possessiveness, took a deep breath to calm herself. Her tone softened simultaneously. “Whatever you want to know, just ask.”
Seeing his mother่ฎฉๆญฅ (yield), Yang Haoran felt an unprecedented sensation, like the thrill of conquest. Seizing this rare opportunity, he naturally asked the question he cared about most: “Mom, do you still have Dad in your heart?”
“That’s unrelated to what we were discussing before,” Liu Ruoxi said dismissively.
A vein throbbed on Yang Haoran’s forehead. In his eyes, his mother’sๆท่ก (perfunctory) answer was no different from an admission. Suppressing his anger, he rephrased his question: “Then, Mom, do you love me in your heart?”
He looked at his mother hopefully, awaiting her answer, his heart pounding nervously.
Faced with this question, Liu Ruoxi frowned, seeming to ponder, as she didn’t have an immediate answer. If it were before, her feelings for her son were solely maternal. But since their physical relationship began and she became pregnant, this simple maternal love could no longer describe their increasingly complex relationship.
“Can’t you ask something more practical?” After a moment’s thought, Liu Ruoxi still didn’t answer. Perhaps this question was one for time to answer.
Two questions in a row, and his mother had either brushed them off or avoided answering directly. The anger in Yang Haoran’s heart burned even fiercer. He said furiously, “Then, Mom, do you admit in your heart that you are my sex slave, my bitch?”
He hadn’t wanted to be so blunt, but his mother’sๆท่ก (dismissive) attitude had undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.
“Sit down. What are you shouting for?” Liu Ruoxi’s face turned slightly cold. Seeing her son remain unmoved, she said indifferently, “If you don’t want to hear the answer, then keep standing.”
Seeing his mother’s indifferent attitude, Yang Haoran weighed his options and felt he couldn’t push her too hard. So, he sat down with a resentful expression.
After Yang Haoran sat down, Liu Ruoxi pondered for a moment before speaking. “This question, I will only answer once. I admit it!”
Hearing his mother’s full, red lips utter those last words, the anger in Yang Haoran’s heart instantly vanished as if met with a sweet rain. He was overcome with joy. “Mom, say it again?”
Looking at her son’s smug, smiling face, Liu Ruoxi’s beautiful cheeks flushed like the morning clouds. Feeling both็พๆผ (ashamed and annoyed), she said coldly, “What is there to say? Next question.”
Faced with his mother’s scolding tone, Yang Haoran paid it no mind. His mind continuously echoed his mother’s wordsโฆ “I admit it!” It filled his heart like sweet nothings.
His motherๆ็ถ (truly) kept her promise. After that SM game where she let him be the master, he had thought she was just play-acting. He never expected she was serious deep down.
Thinking about it now filled Yang Haoran with immense regret. That time had been rushed, without any sense of ceremony, no witnesses, no reading of the slave contract, no video recordingโฆ it was all so flawed.
“What are you standing there dumbfounded for? If you have no more questions, we’re done for today. Don’t ask me theseไนฑไธๅ ซ็ณ (messy, nonsense) questions in the future either.”
Seeing his mother about to leave, Yang Haoran quickly stopped her, smiling obsequiously. “Mom, my dear mother, your humble servant has a small request. Would you consider it?”
Seeing her son’s suddenly humble and subservient manner, Liu Ruoxi found it somewhat amusing. Where had all his earlier arrogance gone?
Liu Ruoxi pretended to speak in aๅนณๆทก (even) tone. “Speak.”
Yang Haoran was waiting for this. Since there were regrets, they should be remedied. He spoke quickly, “Mom, last time your่ฎคไธปไปชๅผ (master recognition ceremony) was too rushed. It didn’t follow the proper procedure. There was no reading of the slave contract, no witnesses, no video recording. I want Aunt Shen to be the witness, and I want you to follow the procedure and do it again properly.”
As soon as Yang Haoran finished speaking, a system notification sounded in Liu Ruoxi’s mind.
[“Ding! Permanent mission triggered: Acknowledgment of Mastery!]
Player Liu Ruoxi, under the witness of Player Shen Qing, must stand completely naked before her Master, read the slave contract aloud, and have the entire process recorded and saved by the Master. Base reward: 300 points. The more witness players verify, the richer the reward.
Special requirement: Spread open her lower body facing the camera during recording. Additional reward: 100 points.”
Note: This is a permanent mission with no time limit. Player Liu Ruoxi may complete it voluntarily based on her own willingness.
After Yang Haoran finished speaking, he noticed his mother wasๆๆๅบ็ฅ (staring blankly, lost in thought). He wanted to ask but was afraid his eagerness would annoy her.
A moment later, Liu Ruoxi regained her composure and said softly, “We’ll see.”
This ambiguous answer left Yang Haoran confused. Was that a yes, or a refusal?