“I understand, I understand… Aunt Shen… I love you to death, haha…” Yang Haoran was overjoyed. If that was the case, wouldn’t he be able to openly dominate both his mother and Aunt Shen? And he could take it step by step. Good news, this was truly good news.
“Little Ranran, have you thought about what request you want to make? On Ruoxi’s side, I can give you a hint. Aside from not being able to do that kind of thing, you can ask for anything else. Ruoxi can spend up to about 30 minutes with you.”
Liu Ruoxi had completely no idea that Shen Qing, on this end, had essentially sold her out to her son, packaged and delivered. Of course, she herself was included in the deal.
“30 minutes?” Yang Haoran immediately grasped the implication, understanding that this was insider information Aunt Shen was revealing to him. That meant regarding his mother, aside from not being able to do that kind of thing, she would have to obey him for the full 30 minutes.
Just thinking about it made him incredibly excited. His voice trembling, he said, “If… I’m just saying if… Aunt Shen… if I wanted to dominate my mother… would that be possible too?”
“You can play with her however you want, Little Ranran. Don’t say Auntie didn’t remind you, you can’t be too hasty. Take it slow, there will be opportunities later. Don’t go too far the first time, understand?” Shen Qing emphasized earnestly, afraid he might act recklessly and push things to an extreme.
Ruoxi was only going along with this now because she was forced by the system task; everything was for his sake. She couldn’t let Little Ranran break Ruoxi’s heart.
Yang Haoran suppressed his excitement and assured her, “I know, Aunt Shen, don’t worry. I know my limits.”
“Mm, what do you want to play with tomorrow? Auntie can accompany you. Also, I have a gift I’ll give you tomorrow.”
“What gift? Give me a hint, Aunt Shen.”
Aunt Shen was being deliberately mysterious, and Yang Haoran was in high spirits.
“Giggle… alright, alright. Think about which parts of Auntie’s body you haven’t played with yet. I’ll let you play with them tomorrow. Okay, get some rest early. I’ll have all the toys prepared for you.”
Beep beep… The call ended from the other side, leaving only Yang Haoran with his uncontrollably excited heart.
Which parts of Aunt Shen’s body hadn’t he played with yet? Naturally, it was her asshole. All three holes open. Yang Haoran’s anticipation for tomorrow was maxed out.
And his mother… the more Yang Haoran thought about it, the more his mind wandered, indulging in wild fantasies.
Tomorrow was going to be a good day!
…Early the next morning, Yang Haoran overslept. He had tossed and turned all night, thinking about how he would play today, the secrets of Aunt Shen and his mother, how to best gauge the limits of today’s activities… The more he thought about it, the more his leaping emotions felt like they were on a giant swing, up and down, making it truly hard to calm his mind. Finally, in the dead of night, he unknowingly drifted into a confused sleep.
When he woke up, it was already 9:56 AM.
It was Sunday, no school. Usually, if he was still asleep past seven, Yaoyao would call him to get up. Today, there was no wake-up service. After Yang Haoran finished his washing face and brushing teeth routine, he realized no one was home.
He was a bit puzzled. Where did Yaoyao go? Did Mom go to work? But it’s Sunday.
He picked up his phone and sent a message to Yaoyao’s WeChat.
“Where are you? How come you’re not home?”
Not long after, he received a reply.
Yaoyao: “I’m out shopping, brother. You’re awake?”
Yang: “Just woke up. How come you didn’t wake me? I overslept.”
Yaoyao: “Mom said to let you rest well today since it’s Sunday, and told me not to disturb you.”
Reading this message, Yang Haoran understood. Oh, so it was Mom’s doing.
Yang: “Where did Mom go? How come she’s not home either?”
Yaoyao: “She went to work. Dad didn’t come home last night. Mom was really angry this morning.”
Yaoyao: “Has Dad come back yet?”
Yang: “Nope. Dad’s a grown man; we don’t need to worry needlessly. By the way, are you shopping alone or with someone?” Yang Haoran knew his dad was probably drowning his sorrows after last night’s heartbreak. He quickly changed the subject, after all, he was the root cause of this matter.
Yaoyao: “Shaowan asked me out. We’re at Yan’an Plaza. Brother, do you want to come?”
Yang: “No, it’s fine. You guys have fun. I’ll just stay home.”
After dealing with Yaoyao, Yang Haoran called his mom.
Ring… Click… The call was rejected.
Yang Haoran scratched his head. What did Mom mean by this? Didn’t she agree last night to go to Xitang Villa? He called again.
Click… Rejected! Yang Haoran, stubborn and unwilling to give up deep down, kept calling. After seven or eight consecutive calls, all were hung up. Finally, on the ninth try, the other side probably picked up out of annoyance.
“If you call again, I’ll block you.”
As soon as the call connected, he heard this.
Hearing his mother’s unfriendly tone, Yang Haoran said with an awkward laugh, “Your Majesty, why such a fiery temper so early in the morning? Who made you angry? This humble servant will go teach them a lesson.”
“Just worry about yourself. Has your dad come back yet?” Hearing this, Yang Haoran felt a bit deflated. It seemed Mom still cared about Dad. He said listlessly, “Probably not back yet. I didn’t see him at home.”
Hearing this, the other side was silent for a moment before saying, “Got it.”
Yang Haoran could tell Mom was about to hang up and quickly stopped her: “Mom, Aunt Shen invited us to the manor at Xitang Villa. Didn’t you agree last night?” As soon as he said this, he could hear the impatience in his mother’s tone.
“I know. Stop bringing this up. I’ll be back at noon. If you call me even one more time today to rush me, don’t even think about finding me today.”
Beep… The call ended.
His mother’s threat still rang in his ears. Even though Yang Haoran was unwilling, he could only grudgingly dismiss the idea ofε¬δΏing her.
Mom said she’d be back at noon; she probably wouldn’t break her promise, right? Yang Haoran muttered to himself.
Helpless, Yang Haoran went to the kitchen to look for food. Luckily, Mom had left a portion of breakfast under the insulated cover.
Eating the breakfast made by his mother, Yang Haoran felt warmth in his stomach and his heart. Though Mom talked about disliking him, she actually still cared about her son.
The slight frustration from earlier was carried away along with the finished breakfast. Humming a little tune, Yang Haoran cheerfully returned to his room.
He hadn’t played games in a long time. In his great mood, he turned on the computer and played several rounds. Coincidentally, Wei Ming was also online, and the two teamed up for some gaming, a rare occurrence.
“Haorzi… your skills aren’t up to par… are you throwing on purpose?” After Yang Haoran made several consecutive mistakes, getting solo killed by the opponent three times, Wei Ming’s complaining voice came through the game headset.
“No… haven’t played in a while, hands are rusty. I’ll play safer, not be so aggressive. Support me more.”
Yang Haoran didn’t want to keep burdening his team, so he played cautiously under the tower. He was playing Darius top lane, while Little Ming was playing Jungle Lee Sin.
As the two communicated through the game headset, they set a trap and baited the enemy top laner, successfully taking them down… Time passed slowly, andδΈη₯δΈθ§ they played until past 12 PM.