Once the pet manor renovations were complete, Yang Haoran planned to have all his women move in. Some women were to be kept there, like his best friend Wei Ming’s mother He Muchen, Tang Wenqian, Wenwen, and so on. His teacher would also be kept there during the winter break, same for Wannu, and also Aunt Shen, among others.
Saying he would keep them there was just a manner of speaking; Yang Haoran knew full well it would be more like one big family. Aunt Shen would need to go out to see Shiwen, Aunt He would need to go out to see his best friend Wei Ming, his teacher would need to return to school, etc. He wouldn’t stop any of that.
These women weren’t truly just his playthings; there were feelings involved, to varying depths, which also determined that Yang Haoran’s attitude towards each of them would be different.
For someone like Aunt Shen, or his mother, as long as they didn’t blow the house up, Yang Haoran would let them be. He really couldn’t control them anyway; if it came down to it, who was controlling whom was unclear.
He always had a very clear sense of his own limitations!
…
Liu Ruoxi wasn’t the least bit surprised to hear her son mention a girl. She just uttered an “Mmm,” and didn’t say anything else, which left Yang Haoran puzzled.
Actually, whether it was a boy or a girl, he would love any child his mother gave birth to. That’s what it meant to love the house and its crow.
After returning home, with exams finished, the family celebrated that evening with a sumptuous dinner.
As expected, his father announced that he and mother were getting divorced and asked the two of them who they planned to live with.
Yang Haoran hesitated for a moment, pretending to be undecided. This was to save face for his father; otherwise, saying directly that he would live with his mother would probably make his father feel bad.
After a while, Yang Haoran said he would live with his mother. Yang Wenfu had already pretty much expected this, but his son’s hesitation still provided him with a small comfort.
Then his little darling’s answer delivered another blow.
Yang Mengyao wasn’t stupid either. She definitely couldn’t say she would live with her mother like her brother did. Her response was that she would live with her brother; wherever her brother went, she would go, as she didn’t want to be separated from him.
Although Yao Yao’s answer left their father looking desolate, he respected both siblings’ decision. He just said he would come visit them often, and that if they missed him, they should feel free to come over… and so on.
After everything was settled, Yang Haoran returned to his room and lay on his bed, feeling a bit unsettled. Although his animalistic desires had driven him to create this situation, human emotions weren’t simply black and white.
He could only hope that his father and Aunt Zhuang would have a good life together, comforting himself with that thought.
Perhaps in the not-too-distant future, he and Yao Yao would have half-siblings, though the age gap would surely be large, making it difficult to become close.
Worldly affairs are like passing clouds, not changing according to human will, and nothing is ever perfect. Yang Haoran, at least for now, was very content.
What he looked forward to most now was the day his mother would give birth, and also, tomorrow, Monday, his date with his girlfriend Ji Youxi!
…
The next morning, outside the villa, Yang Haoran watched as his mother and father drove off towards the civil affairs bureau until the car gradually disappeared from view.
“Brother, after mom and dad get divorced, will dad move out?” Beside him, Yang Mengyao, seeing her brother’s complex expression, asked softly.
“Mmm, dad is moving in with Aunt Zhuang tomorrow.” Yang Haoran stroked Yao Yao’s hair. “If you want to go see dad, just let me know, and I’ll go with you.”
Yang Mengyao was long accustomed to her brother stroking her head. Although she had now grown into a graceful young woman and was no longer the crying tagalong she once was, she truly, truly… immensely enjoyed this intimacy from her brother, even if he only saw her as a pet.
This was something she had lacked in her childhood, and she cherished it immensely.
“Mmm, brother.” Yang Mengyao gently leaned into her brother’s embrace, slowly closed her eyes, and murmured, “Yao Yao… wants to be brother’s pet…”
Yang Haoran didn’t say much. He held Yao Yao close. The ample, soft, enormous breasts of the young girl, even through their clothes, could be felt, soft and supple, pressed tightly against his chest. Yet, Yang Haoran felt no improper thoughts in his heart.
The pure and beautiful young girl in his arms was both his biological younger sister and his pet, his exclusive forbidden fruit.
Yang Haoran saw Yao Yao off to the edge of the residential complex. Yao Yao planned to go with Wannu today to visit Wannu’s mother.
Yao Yao asked if he wanted to come along. Yang Haoran had a date today and promised to go with her next time he was free.
A white taxi slowly pulled over by the road in the residential complex. Yang Haoran checked the license plate, confirmed it was correct, then opened the rear door for Yao Yao to get in,ๅฎๅฑๅฅนๆณจๆๅฎๅ จ (instructing her to be careful).
The taxi headed towards Xiao Shaowan’s apartment. Xiao Shaowan, already packed and ready with her suitcase, was waiting downstairs for Yao Yao to arrive.
She wanted to stay at her mother’s place for a few days to keep her company. She also wanted to take Yao Yao back to see her mother, to let her mother know that besides having a boyfriend, she had other friends and wasn’t lonely, so her mother needn’t worry about her.
Previously, after getting Yang Haoran’s agreement, Xiao Shaowan had broken up with her boyfriend Xu Liang. She didn’t want to hurt Xu Liang; he was a boy who deeply loved her, she could feel his meticulous care, treasuring her like a preciousๅฎ่ด (treasure).
But they had missed their chance. When she was most helpless, it was Yang Haoran who saved her, even if his methods were dirty; he still saved her mother.
Xiao Shaowan didn’t want to give Xu Liang hope, because letting him harbor illusions would be even crueler.
After Xiao Shaowan proposed breaking up and explained clearly in person, Xu Liang broke down, kneeling and begging her.
Xiao Shaowan turned and left without a moment’s hesitation, appearing resolute. This wasn’t her being cruel;ๆฐๆฐๆฏ (it was precisely) to make him let go.
Xu Liang was a good man!
But Xiao Shaowan didn’t actually like Xu Liang. Previously, she had agreed to his pursuit merely because it was an order Yang Haoran had given her.
…
After Yao Yao left, Yang Haoran hailed another taxi and headed towards his destination.
He had a date with his girlfriend Ji Youxi today at a cafรฉ in the commercial center, and he really didn’t want to be late again.
When Yang Haoran arrived outside the cafรฉ, through the transparent glass, he saw a girl in a white dress sitting at a round table inside. Her waterfall-like, jet-black hair cascaded down her fair shoulders to her waist. Her exquisitely flawless face held a serene expression as she gently sipped a cup of warm coffee.
She sat quietly inside the cafรฉ like a perfect work of art; her every movement was a pleasure to behold, uplifting one’s mood.
The girl seemed to notice someone peeking in through the glass. Her clear, beautiful eyes glanced over and met those of the sheepishly grinning boy. The boy waved at her through the glass window, a bright, sunny smile on his face.
A quiet, faint smile appeared on the girl’s stunningly beautiful face, mirroring his.
A moment later.
“Youxi, you’re so early. I thought today I might finally be the one waiting for you,” Yang Haoran said, pulling out a chair and sitting down with a smile inside the elegantly appointed cafรฉ.
There was still half an hour until their agreed meeting time; he hadn’t expected his girlfriend Ji Youxi to already be there.
“I wanted to see if you would be late this time, or how early you might manage to be,” Ji Youxi said, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly as she looked at her boyfriend, seeming to be in a good mood. “Insufficient sincerity won’t fool a girl.”
Called out on his less-than-noble intentions, Yang Haoran didn’t feel embarrassed. Brazenly, he said, “How could my petty tricks ever็ๅพไฝ (fool) my master? Your disciple’s admiration for his master is like a mighty river, continuous and unending…”
“Speak properly!” Ji Youxi interrupted him.
Yang Haoran blinked, spread his hands, and said with a laugh, “How could someone with the most sincere intentions possibly be late?”
Ji Youxi neither confirmed nor denied this, changing the subject. “What’s the plan for today?”
Yang Haoran pretended to be humorous in his reply: “After coffee, we’ll go stroll around the commercial street, soak in the sour stench of love.”
He wasn’t stupid enough to, when his girlfriend asked him about the plans, ask her where to go or for her opinion, because her asking itself indicated she was leaving the arrangements to him.
“Mmm.” Ji Youxi nodded slightly.
The two of them sat in the elegantly appointed cafรฉ, chatting leisurely over coffee. Yang Haoran told his girlfriend Ji Youxi that his mother and father had gone to the civil affairs bureau to get divorced today, and that work had started on the pet manor. It would probably be finished around the mid-point of the winter break.
He asked his girlfriend Ji Youxi if she wanted to go check it out in a few days, in case she had any ideas, so the construction team could make additions promptly.
Shen Qing had sent Yang Haoran a 3D modeling video of what the completed renovations were expected to look like. Yang Haoran had already sent it for his girlfriend to see.
Among the changes, based on Yang Haoran’s requirements, the master bedroom and a side bedroom on the first floor of the original villa at the pet manor had been connected, making it particularly spacious. A custom-made bed large enough to accommodate four or five people sleeping together had been ordered, hiding Yang Haoran’s lecherous fantasy of sharing a large bed with multiple women.
This would also be the master bedroom he shared with Ji Youxi.