After Yang Haoran saw his girlfriend, Ji Youxi, home, he took a taxi back to his own house.
When he arrived home, his father had already packed his luggage and was essentially just waiting for him to return so they could say their goodbyes.
After listening to his father’s long-winded advice and watching him speak with Yaoyao for a while, Yang Haoran helped load the luggage into the trunk of the car as his father got in.
Watching the car gradually disappear into the distance, Yang Haoran felt a complex mix of emotions, along with a sense of relief and comfort.
His mother was also there to see his father off, but she had remained silent throughout, simply watching as her husband left. There was no longer any communication between the couple.
“Mom, do you still have feelings for Dad?” Yang Haoran looked at his mother and asked softly.
“I used to…” Liu Ruoxi’s expression was complicated and difficult to decipher. She sighed. “You should go see your father when you have time in the future. I won’t be going…”
“Okay,” Yang Haoran nodded.
Three days later, Aunt Shen moved into the house. Because Aunt Shen had brought an excessive amount of clothing and belongings, Yang Haoran was forced by her to act as a mover, carrying load after load. It took nearly an hour to move everything.
It wasn’t that there were no professional movers available, but Shen Qing had specifically insisted that Yang Haoran do the moving. Yang Haoran could only grudgingly obligeβor perhaps, this was the last time he would have to endure such treatment.
Not long after, his girlfriend, Ji Youxi, also moved in. There were plenty of rooms in the house, but Ji Youxi specifically chose the master bedroom on the first floor, which was also Yang Haoran’s current room.
This displeased Liu Ruoxi, but Yang Haoran managed to coax and calm her down. He then turned around and placated his girlfriend, Ji Youxi, as well. The tension between his mother and Ji Youxi had been palpable, making Yang Haoran realize that while there would be good days ahead, they might be few and far between.
Shen Qing, meanwhile, stood by watching the drama unfold with an amused smile, while Yaoyao dared not make a sound. She couldn’t afford to offend either Liu Ruoxi or Ji Youxi.
“Aunt Shen, you didnβt even help me out,” Yang Haoran complained to Shen Qing, drenched in sweat, after both his mother and Ji Youxi had left.
“Havenβt I always been helping you?” Shen Qing blinked, pretending to be confused.
Yang Haoran flushed with embarrassment and said fiercely, “Youβre not allowed to come to the table for dinner tonight.”
They both understood what he meant, but Shen Qing wasnβt intimidated at all. She replied with a playful smile, “Then let Ruoxi keep me company. Otherwise… well, it seems I didnβt quite hear you!”
She dragged out the last few words, making Yang Haoranβsε΄θ§ twitch slightly.
He had been too naive. Even though Aunt Shen had moved in, she was still not going to listen to him.
Sigh… Why was nothing turning out as he had imagined?
Yang Haoran sighed inwardly but wasnβt truly angry. He wrapped his arm around Shen Qingβs slender waist and led her into the bathroom.
By the time Yang Haoran emerged again, Shen Qing was following obediently behind him, attached to a long silver chain fastened around her ankle.
Yang Haoran led Aunt Shen to a side room that contained no furniture, only three large dog cages arranged in a row.
Seeing Xiao Ranran open the cage door, Shen Qing shot him a seductive glare but obediently crawled inside.
After locking the cage, Yang Haoran instructed Aunt Shen to remain inside for two hours as punishment. Then, humming a tune, he closed the door and left.
Heading upstairs, Yang Haoran entered his motherβs master bedroom. Liu Ruoxi saw her son enter and saidε·ζ·‘ly, “Mom still has work from the company to finish today. Go play with Shen Qing or Yaoyao.”
She was in the middle of handling work matters. Nowadays, she handled less important documents at home, as per her sonβs request.
“Mom, why do you always assume I want to do that as soon as I come in?” Yang Haoran said, both amused and exasperated.
“Then what do you want?” Liu Ruoxi looked at her son, puzzled.
“I ordered a wedding dress for you, Mom. Tonight… ahem… I think you know what I mean.” Yang Haoran deliberately coughed twice at the end, implying his intentions.
Liu Ruoxi understood. Her stunning face flushed slightly, and she shot him a reproachful look. “I know. Now get out!”
Though kicked out by his mother, Yang Haoran was in high spirits. He had already discussed this with his girlfriend, Ji Youxi, under the pretext of holding a belated “ownership ceremony,” which was why Ji Youxi had agreed.
He then went to Yaoyaoβs room. Shortly after, Yang Mengyao was completely naked, tied up in her pink-themed room on the computer chair. Her eyes were blindfolded, her mouth gagged with a pair of menβs underwear. Her snow-white, enormous breasts, with their tender, rosy nipples, were adorned with two silver nipple rings. A milky white liquid continuously dripped from her pink nipples, falling to the floor with a steady drip-drip-drip.
With a wicked grin, Yang Haoran took out a whip and began striking her lactating breasts. He didnβt use excessive force, but each strike sent shudders through Yaoyaoβs entire body.
Faint whip marks gradually appeared on her pale, towering, full breasts.
Finally, Yang Haoran inserted the handle of the whip into Yaoyaoβs tender pussy to plug it.
Just as Yang Haoran was about to continue disciplining Yaoyao, the door was pushed open by his mother. Liu Ruoxi frowned at the lewd scene insideβthe indecent smell and Yaoyao, tied up and crying pitifully. “Stop playing around. Untie Yaoyao.”
“Mom, Yaoyao is a milk cow. She needs to be disciplined daily to produce milk properly,” Yang Haoran said, pulling the underwear out of Yaoyaoβs mouth. “Yaoyao, isnβt Big Brother right?”
“Yes!” Even though she had been reduced to tears by her brotherβs play earlier, seeing her mother present, Yaoyao sniffled and still defended him. “Mom, please donβt interfere. Yaoyao is a shameless milk cow who needs to be disciplined by Big Brother.”
Hearing her daughterβs shameless words, Liu Ruoxi shot her son a furious glare, knowing full well he was responsible. She said coldly, “You have one minute to untie Yaoyao. If you donβt, Iβm staying at the company tonight.”
“Ah!” Seeing the seriousness on his motherβs face, Yang Haoran hurriedly began untying Yaoyao. Fortunately, he had been tying her up frequently lately, so his hands moved deftly. He managed to free Yaoyao in under a minute.
Then, with his head hanging low and looking utterly dejected, Yang Haoran followed behind his mother to the living room on the first floor, where he was lectured sternly. He nodded repeatedly, indicating he understood.
Liu Ruoxi knew her son would never truly change his waysβhis promises were just empty wordsβbut there was little she could do about it.
Afterward, Liu Ruoxi was stripped naked by Yang Haoran, fitted with a collar and leash, and led upstairs by him.
Ji Youxi happened to step out of her room and, seeing this scene, immediately understood that her boyfriend was about to begin another session of “disciplining” his mother.
Truthfully, she could tell that Liu Ruoxi wasnβt a woman who could be tamed through ordinary means. Rather, she was merely humoring her son to satisfy his desires.
Yang Haoran brought his mother back to Yaoyaoβs room, had Yaoyao watch from the side, and ordered his mother to bend over and present her plump, rounded buttocks. He then began whipping her.
Yaoyao had witnessed such scenes several times over the past few days, so compared to her mother, she was more obedient to her brotherβafter all, if her brother willed it, even their mother would be whipped.
The difference was, if their mother truly became angry, her brother would obediently listen to her.
After a while, Yang Haoran let his mother off.
When Yaoyao saw her brother looking her way, she obediently knelt down, then crawled on all fours to his feet, where she allowed him to pet her head.
The sunlight streaming through the window illuminated the indecent scene within the room: Yang Mengyao lay on all fours like a bitch, being fucked from behind by her brother. Liu Ruoxi, unwilling to watch theε ε¦ΉδΊ€εͺΎ scene, closed her eyes. She had been stripped naked by her son and tied to Yaoyaoβs computer chair, her tender pink nipples clamped and adorned with bells…
It wasnβt until an hour later that Liu Ruoxi and Yaoyao were dressed again and emerged from the room with Yang Haoran.
“Your grandmother is coming tomorrow. Behave yourself, understand?” Liu Ruoxi reminded her son.
“Yes, Mom,” Yang Haoran replied, feeling a sense of apprehension at the thought of his grandmotherβs visit. Once she arrived, his mother certainly wouldnβt allow him to be soζΎθ at home.
“And Yaoyao, remember to wear a bra. Donβt let your grandmother notice anything,” Liu Ruoxi added, admonishing her daughter. After all, Yaoyao now obeyed her brother completely and was capable of any outrageous act.
That night, under the hazy moonlight, Yang Haoran shared his bed with all of them.
(The End)