“I swear, I absolutely will not leak a word of what you say, or may I be struck by lightning! Okay, go ahead and say it.”
Yang Haoran made the vow, though he also felt a bit strange inside. What could possibly be said that would make him feel embarrassed, and why would hearing it make him believe him?
His curiosity was piqued.
“Do you remember that resource you shared with me? There was one series about mother cuckolding?”
“I remember. Didn’t you delete it?”
“I didn’t delete it. Not only did I not delete it, I specifically watched it.”
“Ah? Really? That’s not a big deal. I also took a few glances.”
“And another thing. I told you before that I discovered my mom writes erotic fiction. That book, Bitch and Her Master, I don’t know if youβve read it, but I have. Iβll assume you havenβt and tell you about it.”
“I could tell from that book that the male lead was designed based on you as the prototype, and the female lead was based on my mom as the prototype. So I know my mom really likes you deep down, and also that my mom has masochistic tendencies. She enjoys… there are some things I can’t say. Let me tell you about the plot. The female lead in the book has masochistic tendencies. She enjoys being leashed with a collar and treated like a bitch by the male lead. The book also describes many scenes where the female lead is led around on a leash by the male lead like a dog. And this book was written by my mom. The female lead prototype is her, and the male lead prototype is you.”
After hearing this, Yang Haoran was utterly astonished. Shiwen actually read that book?
But connecting all these words together, what exactly did Shiwen mean?
Remembering what he mentioned earlierβthat he didnβt delete it and even watched the mother cuckolding videosβhis heart gave a fierce jump. Could it be?
Shiwen didnβt seem like that kind of person!
Shen Qingβs face also slightly changed. Her son had found out. How was she, as his mother, supposed to face him from now on?
And no wonder Haoran knew that little alt-account was hers. So all of this was leaked by her own good son. He must have read that book too.
Shen Qing sighed, looking with complex emotions at the phone in Yang Haoranβs hand.
“Mmm… and then?” Yang Haoran took a deep breath. Vaguely, he had a guess in his heart, but that kind of thought was simply too hard to believe. His heart started pounding nervously again. If it were true, it would indeed match what he had just said: it would be extremely embarrassing for him, and he would definitely believe it.
“And then…” Even through the phone, one could sense that the person on the other end seemed to have a lump in their throat, as if it was extremely difficult to say. But in the end, he still said it in the most neutral tone he could manage.
“When I read that book, the female lead I imagined in my head was my mom, and the male lead was you, Haoran. That book… I… I… I really enjoyed reading it… sigh… And the mother cuckolding videos you shared, I really enjoyed watching them. For the sake of our childhood friendship, donβt laugh at me. I also hate myself for it, but whenever I think about those things, I find it incredibly thrilling. I canβt control myself from thinking about them.”
“Shiwen… you… you have a mother cuckolding fetish… How… how is that possible?” Yang Haoranβs guess was confirmed, but it still shocked him immensely. Shiwen seemed sunny and handsome. In the eyes of teachers and classmates, he was the model of a top student. How could he actually…? Shen Qing was also stunned, rooted to the spot. At that moment, no oneβs emotional turmoil was more intense than hers. Her son actually had that kind of perverted,ηΈε½’ psychological tendency.
But then, wasnβt she, as his mother, the same? Shen Qing felt as if half the strength in her body had drained away. She stared blankly at the ceiling.
Perhaps this was retribution.
She thought, a trace of self-mockery slowly appearing at the corner of her mouth.
“Mmm.”
Faced with an utterly shocked Haoran, Zhou Shiwen felt his face burn. Instantly, a sense of utter shame enveloped him, but he still gritted his teeth and uttered, “Mmm.”
It seemed like a break from the past, and also seemed like, in this moment, his heart had finallyε¦ηΆ accepted his true self.
Yang Haoran stood dumbfounded, falling into a long silence. He was somewhat distressed. What if he told Shiwen now that the person was actually him, and that he was currently in bed fucking his mom? Would Shiwen be so humiliated and enraged that heβd immediately grab a knife and chop him up?
No, he absolutely couldnβt let him find out that person was him. At least not now. But he also couldnβt agree to his request and go stop Aunt Shen. Stop himself?
What a fucking international joke.
He now found himself in a dilemma.
Just as Yang Haoran was struggling with this decision, the light gradually returned to Shen Qingβs eyes. Whether she had figured something out or made some decision, she took a deep breath and then exhaled. Her usual charming smile returned to her face, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly, her elegant demeanor from before reappearing.
She had never been a weak woman. She could face anything with elegance.
Now, was no different!
“Little Ranran, give me the phone.”
Aunt Shenβs magnetic voice sounded by Yang Haoranβs ear.
These words struck like a thunderclap, exploding in his head until it buzzed. He looked at Aunt Shen with disbelief. Saying anything now would ruin both of them! “Who… Mom… Mommy?”
A trembling voice, filled with disbelief, came from the cold phone.
“Mmm, it’s me. Mommy heard everything you just said.”
Shen Qingβs voice sounded very calm.
“Mom… Mommy, why are you… no… why is Haoran with you?” Zhou Shiwen was utterly shocked, his mind a tangled mess. Mom heard what he said. Mom was clearly at home, so why was Haoran there too?
Yang Haoran helplessly handed the phone to Shen Qing. Itβs over. What on earth is Aunt Shen playing at?
Speaking up nowβdoesnβt she know what consequences this could bring?
“Mmm… Little Ranran is here too. Itβs complicated. Come on up.”
Shen Qing spoke methodically. Her expression wasnβt panicked. On the contrary, her beautiful eyes were filled with an unprecedented calmness, which made Yang Haoren stare dumbfounded.
“Mmm… Iβll be up in a moment.”
After a moment of silence, Zhou Shiwenβs voice from the phone slowly spoke, his tone complex.
After Aunt Shen hung up, Yang Haoran could no longer hold back: “Aunt Shen, why did you have to say anything for no reason? Donβt you know youβve screwed me over? How am I supposed to face Shiwen later?” His voice carried a trace of anger. Aunt Shenβs actions were practically putting him on a roasting rack over a fire. He really didnβt get it.
Wasnβt Aunt Shen a woman who could distinguish right from wrong?
Why did she have to pull this stunt at such a critical moment?
“Look how scared you are… giggle…” Shen Qing, looking at Yang Haoranβs angry face,εθε¨η¬θ΅·ζ₯, not showing a bit of worry.
“What time is it already… and you can still laugh?” Yang Haoran was about to go crazy with anxiety.
Seeing Yang Haoranβs ugly expression, Shen Qing decided not to tease him further. “Pull out, then put your clothes on. Later, listen to your aunt. I guarantee nothing will happen to you.”
Her expression was very composed, as if she already had a plan to deal with the situation.
Seeing this, Yang Haoran also calmed down a little. Panicking now would only make things worse.
With a “pop~” sound, Yang Haoran pulled out his now-softened meat worm, which had been scared limp, then quickly picked up his clothes and started putting them on.