“Xiao Ranran, where’s your mom? Still working at the company?”
“Yeah, she’ll be back soon.”
“Ah… Ruo Xi really is something, she’s gone too far, doesn’t feel the slightest bit sorry for her own son. If it were me, I’d definitely stay by Xiao Ranran’s side day and night, caring for his every need, fetching tea and water to serve our little Ranran.”
“Sis, you’re joking.”
Yang Haoran could only force a polite yet awkward smile.
“Mom.”
Zhou Shiwen, who was nearby, couldn’t stand his mother’s unrestrained comments any longer. He was still right there, and besides, even as her son, he was pretty much left to fend for himself.
“Alright, alright, let’s go inside first. If I say any more, Wenwen will get jealous again.”
Shen Qing knew her son was easily jealous. Seeing his displeased expression, she decided to quit while she was ahead.
Then the three of them entered the villa together.
The living room was spacious, paved with gleaming marble tiles, decorated luxuriously yet elegantly.
Shen Qing and Yang Haoran sat side by side on the redwood sofa. Across from them was her son, Zhou Shiwen, who instead sat alone. “What are you so nervous about, Xiao Ranran?”
Shen Qing leaned close to his ear, whispering intimately like a lover. Yang Haoran sat stiffly upright when suddenly a faint, intoxicating fragrance of her body wafted over, delightful and captivating, accompanied by a warm breath brushing past his ear.
“Si… Sis.” Yang Haoran’s body stiffened. “Could you not get so close?”
“Like this?”
A soft sensation pressed against his arm. Yang Haoran looked down to see Aunt Shen’s voluptuous breasts trembling slightly, half-resting on his arm. He immediately felt the weight on his arm, clearly the real deal.
“Is Sis big?”
Aunt Shen moved her head closer to his ear, her tone coquettish and full of temptation.
“Big.”
Such a fortunate encounter would have made anyone else ecstatic, but it was precisely her; he couldn’t feel happy at all, his face even turning a bit green.
Your son is right here watching. Are you trying to wreck our friendship?~
“So, is Sis bigger, or is your mom bigger?” Shen Qing lightly licked Yang Haoran’s earlobe with her pink, delicate tongue.
Yang Haoran shuddered. How was he supposed to answer that? He hadn’t exactly measured them with his hands.
Shen Qing giggled at his reaction. “Ruo Xi told me that you got hurt down there, Xiao Ranran. Sis has never seen a man’s cock before. Xiao Ranran, why don’t you let Sis get an eyeful?”
Warm breath brushed against his cheek, accompanied by lewd words.
Your son is already so grown up, and you’ve never seen one? Yang Haoran cursed her inwardly but maintained an awkward smile on the surface. “Let’s just forget it.”
“Why forget it?~ Hmph~ Is Xiao Ranran afraid that it’s too small and Sis will look down on you?”
“Don’t worry, I won’t.” Shen Qing looked at him charmingly, smiling. “No matter how big or small Xiao Ranran is, I don’t mind~ After all, Sis likes you so much.”
As she spoke, her ample bosom swayed subtly, rubbing against his arm.
Yang Haoran really felt like cursing now. You don’t actually let me have a taste, yet you keep teasing me. Be careful playing with fire.
He felt he couldn’t stay passive; he needed to counter.
“Sis, if you really want to see, it’s not impossible, just…” Yang Haoran then put on a shy expression.
“Just what… afraid Sis will eat you up?”
Shen Qing pressed close to his ear, whispering secretly.
She wore an expression of surprise and curiosity.
Just as Yang Haoran was about to continue, a cold, sharp reprimand echoed through the living room.
“Shen Qing, you slutty minx, can’t you show some restraint?”
Liu Ruo Xi stood at the entrance, dressed in her professional office suit, coldly watching the two whose actions seemed overly intimate.
She had just returned from the company and saw this scene, making her furious.
“Ruo Xi, hey, why so tense? I was just showing some concern for your son. If you, as his mother, don’t care about him, I, as his aunt, have to step in, right?”
Shen Qing straightened up, adopting a proper sitting posture, and looked at Liu Ruo Xi with a laugh.
“I’ll deal with you later.” Liu Ruo Xi glared fiercely at her best friend. She knew her nature well and understood that at most, she was just teasing her son.
“Haoran, what are you sitting there for? Move to the other side.”
Liu Ruo Xi spoke to her son in an unfriendly tone. In the past, she might not have been this angry, but since binding with the Fallen Angel game and realizing her relationship with her son would be unlike that of ordinary mother and son—especially after experiencing that embarrassing incident—her feelings had changed. She now saw her son as her possession. Seeing her best friend teasing him as usual immediately made her jealous.
Hearing this, Shen Qing glanced at Liu Ruo Xi with some surprise. This wasn’t like Ruo Xi’s usual style.
In the past, she would have scolded her at most, but it wasn’t to the extent of making Haoran keep his distance. Now, she was even getting angry about them sitting together. This was intriguing.
Interesting! A slight, beautiful curve lifted the corner of Shen Qing’s mouth as she curiously looked back and forth between the mother and son.
She faintly detected the scent of a woman’s jealousy.
Hearing his mom’s words, Yang Haoran felt relieved. He hadn’t wanted to sit next to Shen the devil anyway; he’d been forced. Now, with his mom’s permission, he swiftly moved to the other side to sit with Shiwen.
Liu Ruo Xi walked over to her best friend. Seeing the large exposed areas of snow-white, smooth skin revealed by Shen Qing’s qipao skirt, she frowned with dissatisfaction. “You have so many qipaos; do you have to wear such revealing ones every time you come to my house?”
“I’ve always dressed like this, Ruo Xi. You never said anything before. What? Are you jealous?”
Shen Qing looked at Liu Ruo Xi with a playful smile.
Her gaze made Liu Ruo Xi’s expression stiffen briefly, but she quickly returned to normal and said calmly, “What was acceptable before doesn’t mean it’s acceptable now.”
“Haoran and Shiwen are all grown up now, not little kids anymore. You, as a mother, should pay some attention to your image.”
“Oh~”
Shen Qing drew out the word, looking at Liu Ruo Xi with a teasing glint in her eyes, clearly not buying it.
Liu Ruo Xi didn’t care. Believe it or not. She had come back to entertain her best friend, especially since the other had just returned after getting divorced. During her business trip, she had gone to another city to finalize the divorce with her husband.
Their marriage had already been in name only for years; the two had lived apart for a long time, and she had raised their child alone. The divorce was just a formality, and this trip was to complete the paperwork.
However, Shiwen and Haoran didn’t know about this; they thought Aunt Shen had been divorced for a long time. There was also some hidden history involved, which was why it had taken so long.
“Haoran, Shiwen, go get the groceries from my car trunk and take them to the kitchen.”
After the two left, Shen Qing finally got serious. “Is Haoran okay down there? From what you said on the phone, it sounded pretty serious. I asked a friend to bring back some special medicine. Give it to him later and see if it works.”
Liu Ruo Xi sighed. “He’s already fine.”
As she said this, her expression was somewhat complicated.
“Already fine?”
Shen Qing was puzzled. Earlier, Ruo Xi had made it sound quite serious. After all, it involved a man’s vital part; if not handled properly, it could affect fertility later.
“It’s complicated. Hard to explain in a few words.” Liu Ruo Xi said with a bitter smile.
She wasn’t sure whether to tell her best friend about it. If she hadn’t experienced it herself, she wouldn’t have believed it either.
That such supernatural events existed in this world, and that it was an evil, perverted game.
“Ding. Special mission triggered: Forge a teammate!”