Liu Ruoxi had anticipated that he would come over tonight, but she hadn’t expected him to arrive so early. She glanced sideways at her son, thinking he was going to ask about that matterโwhat she had decided after considering it. She let out a faint “Hmm.”
Now that her son had come to ask, and with the system’s task at hand, she had a way to save face.
Yang Haoran wasnโt bothered by his motherโs cold attitude. He volunteered enthusiastically, “Madam Mother, does this humble servant need to serve you diligently, even through fire and water?”
Liu Ruoxiโs hand, holding the hairdryer, paused slightly. She felt utterly speechless. “Canโt you ever change your unreliable nature?”
“Come on then.”
Liu Ruoxi still handed the hairdryer to her son. It was obvious he just wanted to help her dry her hair, yet he made it sound like he was ready to shed blood for her.
“Heheโฆ Madam Mother, your hair is so smooth. It feels like silk.”
While gently smoothing his motherโs damp long hair, Yang Haoran carefully dried it with the hairdryer. Her elegant locks swayed gracefully under the blow of the wind.
“If you have something to say, just say it. No need to beat around the bush.” Liu Ruoxi knew what he was thinking. She understood she would have to endure later, so sheๅฟๅฎ็ๅพๅฐ enjoyed her sonโs filial piety.
The atmosphere wasnโt quite right yet, and his motherโs directness made Yang Haoran hesitate a little. He thought that no matter what, he had to bring it up, so he might as well do it now: “Madam Mother, this humble servant is recently facing a bit of a difficulty.”
“What difficulty?”
“Wellโฆ my pockets are feeling light. Have you heard of that?”
“I havenโt heard of it.”
Yang Haoran was taken aback. Mom, youโre playing dumb again. He had no choice but to put it succinctly: “I need money.”
He said it righteously and with conviction.
Liu Ruoxiโs delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. Hearing that it wasnโt about that matter, she felt both relieved and disappointed. How was she supposed to save face like this? Her tone turned unpleasant.
“What do you need money for? You never lack for food or clothes.”
“Ahโฆ my dear Madam Mother, this humble servant needs some pocket money too!”
Yang Haoran pretended to be pitiful, attempting to win his motherโs sympathy.
“Doesnโt your father often give you some? Did you spend it all?”
Liu Ruoxi turned to look at her fawning son, her gaze scrutinizing and doubtful.
She knew her son often asked her husband for money. Anyway, she didnโt think much of the amount her husband hadโhow much could he really give their son? So, she had always turned a blind eye to it.
Yang Haoran stammered, “Itโsโฆ itโs all gone.”
“What did you spend it on?”
Liu Ruoxiโs frown deepened. Even ignoring the money from her husband, her sonโs personal savings should have been at least several hundred thousand. Between the red envelopes from relatives and friends every year and the generous red packets from Auntie Shen, her close friend who always gave him large sums, what could a high school student possibly have spent such a large amount on?
Under his motherโs increasingly cold gaze, Yang Haoran felt his scalp tingling. Xiao Shaowanโs motherโs medical expenses were the bulk of it, but how could he explain that now?
Giving a female classmate hundreds of thousands for no reason? What kind of classmate? What kind of relationship could justify that?
“Tell me, where did the money go?”
Seeing her sonโs uncomfortable expression, Liu Ruoxiโs tone softened. She didnโt really care about the money itself, but she needed to know where it had gone.
“Mom, just donโt ask, okay? Itโs all spent anyway. I have nothing left now, so I need your support.”
Yang Haoran truly couldnโt think of a reasonable excuse. He could only brace himself and try to muddle through.
“Tell me. If you donโt, this conversation is over.”
Liu Ruoxi was straightforward too. She dropped those words decisively, leaving the choice to her son.
Yang Haoran was suddenly at a loss. His eyes darted around as he desperately tried to come up with a reason. Seeing her son like this, Liu Ruoxi let out a cold laugh. “Go on, make something up. Once youโve fabricated a good story, tell your mother. Letโs see if I believe you or not.”
Yang Haoran simply turned off the hairdryer. His motherโs hair was almost dry anyway. His hands skillfully found their way to her fair neck, pressing with just the right amount of force as he changed the subject: “Madam Mother, is this humble servant pleasing you?”
“Donโt change the subject.”
Although quite enjoying her sonโs massage skills, Liu Ruoxi still swatted his hands away. She turned to scrutinize him. “I can give you money, but only if you tell me where it went.”
This lenient condition immediately made the hesitant Yang Haoranโs heart race. Thinking about his special relationship with his mother, he figured that even if he revealed Xiao Shaowan to her, it probably wouldnโt be a big deal. It would also explain where the money went.
“Madam Mother, this humble servant will confessโฆ”
Yang Haoran resumed massaging his motherโs neck while explaining methodically: “A few months ago, the mother of a female classmate of mine was unfortunately in a car accident. The่ไบ่ hit-and-runโฆ”
Yang Haoran painted a rosy picture, casting himself as a righteous young man who generously helped without expecting anything in return, acting out of pure kindness.
When he gradually finished, Yang Haoran felt even more justified in asking for money. “So, Mom, within my capabilities, I felt spending that money was worth it. Our family isnโt lacking it, sheโs my classmate, and when I found out about her situation, I thought helping was the right thing to do.”
Hearing this, Liu Ruoxi felt a wave of relief and was about to praise her son for being sensible. But then, recalling her sonโs character, she faintly felt that something was off. She looked at him suspiciously and asked, “If you spent the money out of kindness, I wouldnโt blame you. Then why were you so hesitant when I asked you earlier?”
“Crap! I made it sound too good.”
Yang Haoranโs face stiffened. He had no choice but to cover up: “I was thinking about following Uncle Lei Fengโs spiritโdoing good deeds without seeking recognition. There was no need to specifically tell you about it. If you hadnโt asked so insistently, I would never have mentioned it.”
Knowing her sonโs nature, Liu Ruoxi let out a faint “Oh,” neither indicating whether she believed him nor not. Then she suddenly asked, “What does your female classmate look like? Is she pretty?”
“Mom, why are you asking that? Helping someone shouldnโt depend on their appearance.”
“Answer me.”
“Wellโฆ she might be a little prettyโฆ”
Yang Haoran really couldnโt bring himself to claim that Xiao Shaowan wasnโt beautiful. Besides, his mother could easily verify the truth of his story.
Since he had already started, Yang Haoran decided not to hide it any further. He continued, “After I helped her, she was so grateful that she offered herself to me. Mom, have you heard of that before?”
“Heheโฆ So thatโs how it is.”
His motherโs cold laugh made Yang Haoranโs face burn with embarrassment. I shouldnโt have embellished it so much.
“What is her relationship with you now?” Knowing her sonโs nature, Liu Ruoxi had already guessed the answer as soon as she asked.
“Sheโs my sex slave, just like you, Mom.”
As he spoke, Yang Haoranโs mind began to wander. His hands groped toward his motherโs full buttocks, feeling the slickness even through her clothes. He could sense the soft, supple texture of her skinโher ass was a perfect fuckๆถๅญ.
“Get away from me! Youโre going to die!”
Liu Ruoxi shuddered as her sonโs hands kneaded and squeezed her buttocks. A strange sensation rushed through her. She turned around, swatted his hands away, and glared at him with angry reproach.
The sight of her incredibly beautiful face flushed with anger made Yang Haoranโs heart race. He could clearly tell that his mother wasnโt as angry as she usually wasโit was more that she couldnโt let go of her maternal dignity.
Then again, it made sense. He had already fucked her, even paraded her around like a bitch in heat. Groping her ass was nothing out of the ordinary for their transgressional relationship.
“Heheโฆ Madam Mother, this humble servantโs hands are misbehaving. I was wrong.” Still, Yang Haoran obediently gave his mother face.
Then he immediately followed up: “Madam Mother, what have you decided about that matter?”
Hearing this, a faint blush spread across Liu Ruoxiโs stunning cheeks. She turned her face away from him and said as if it were nothing: “Do you really want your mother to lose all dignity in front of outsiders?”