Mother waved her hand to dismiss him. After the instruction she had just given him, Yang Haoran finally showed some perceptiveness and sense of propriety. Without any delay, he immediately stood up and headed toward the bedroom door.
Liu Ruoxi glanced faintly at her son’s retreating back with her delicate eyebrows, then suddenly remembered the “Unvirtuous Wife” mission. She called up the mission panel and took a look, her willow-leaf eyebrows twitching slightly.
[Unvirtuous Wife, Special Mission!] Mission Sequence 01: Completed.
Mission Sequence 02: Player Liu Ruoxi must actively seduce The Controller and have him watch her bathe. Reward: 50 points. Mission Sequence 03: Unlocked after completing the prerequisite mission!
Just as Yang Haoran pulled the door open to leave, his mother’s cool voice sounded from behind him.
“Stop!” Yang Haoran halted in his tracks, turning around to look at her with confusion.
“Come here.”
Liu Ruoxi beckoned her son over. Although Yang Haoran didn’t know why his mother had stopped him, seeing that she needed something, he eagerly hurried back to the bedside and sat down, his face full of expectation. “Mom, what is it? Is there anything else you need to instruct this lowly one? I’m at your beck and call, hehe⦔ His obsequious, detestable expression was remarkably natural, like a servile lackey who had gotten his way, fantasizing about gaining the favor of the fairy before him.
Remembering the system mission, Liu Ruoxi gently pursed her lips. Facing her son’s eagerness to please, she feigned composure and said, “Mother is a bit tired and wants to sleep. I haven’t bathed today, and I still feel somewhat weak. Help me to the bathroom so I can take a bath.”
Hearing that his mother wanted him to support her to the bathroom for a bath, Yang Haoran didn’t find anything particularly unusual about it. It was good that his mother had a needβit was a chance to show his usefulness. He beamed, “Of course, my dear mother. It is this lowly one’s honor to serve you.”
Mother lifted her jade-like hand, and Yang Haoran took it, helping her slowly rise from the bed. Noticing that her complexion was rosy and normal, her stunning face not at all like that of someone weak, yet her every movement feigned feebleness, requiring his support, he found it strange. Clearly, just moments ago during their conversation, she had been full of vigor, her words forceful and authoritative, scolding him like he was a grandchild.
As these thoughts crossed his mindβhow odd, how very oddβhe supported his mother toward the bathroom.
Mother’s room was the master bedroom, quite spacious, with its own attached bathroom.
Once inside the bathroom, Yang Haoran casually turned on the light. The bright illumination dispelled the darkness and generously spilled over both mother and son.
It was a rather spacious bathroom, equipped with a water heater, showerhead, sink, vanity mirrorβall the standard fixtures. In the corner stood a large white bathtub.
After escorting his mother into the bathroom, she pushed away his supporting hand and stood on her own. Yang Haoran asked with concern, “Mom, in your condition, are you sure you can bathe by yourself? Should I call Yao Yao to help you?”
“No need. Mother can manage on her own.”
Remembering the system mission, Liu Ruoxi’s exquisitely beautiful face flushed with a hint of rosy color, utterly captivating.
Seeing his mother’s face glowing so vividly, clearly full of vitality, Yang Haoran felt relieved. Just as he was about to tactfully take his leave, his attention was captured by his mother’s actions.
Liu Ruoxi was still wearing the form-fitting suit from earlier in the day, with a deep V-neck that revealed the white blouse underneath. Below, she had on a black pencil skirt, nude stockings, and black pointed-toe stiletto heels.
Now, she slowly began undoing the buttons of her blazerβfirst the top button, then the secondβ¦ Seeing that his mother was starting to undress for her bath, Yang Haoran suddenly felt as if his feet had taken root, making it difficult to move. He swallowed hard, suppressing his stirring lust, and said tactfully, “Mom, I’ll be going then. Be careful while you bathe.”
God knew how much these words went against his true desires. He wanted to stay, but he was also well awareβhow could his mother possibly allow him to watch her bathe?
Moreover, she had just taught him that when interacting with the opposite sex, he must learn to read the situation and understand boundaries. In the current scenario, with his mother undressing, the smart thing for him, as her son, was to make himself scarce promptly.
It was a chance to apply the lesson he’d just learned from her, and it might even earn him some goodwill from her.
Yang Haoran felt quite pleased with his own teachability. After speaking, he grabbed the bathroom door handle, intending to leave.
Seeing her son about to leave, Liu Ruoxi immediately put on a stern expression and said coldly, “Stop. Where do you think you’re going? If you leave, what if something happens to Mother while I’m bathing? Thereβd be no one here to watch.”
She hadn’t expected him to take the initiative to leave without being urged. Under normal circumstances, she might have felt a flicker ofζ¬£ζ °βher son was finally learning some sense. But now things were different. The system mission required him to watch her bathe. He couldn’t leave.
Hearing this, Yang Haoran thought it somewhat reasonable. When he looked at his mother, his eyes unconsciously stole a glance at the glimpse of spring scenery revealed by her necklineβso big, so whiteβ¦ “Alright then, Mom. I’ll wait in the room until you finish bathing before I go.”
As he spoke, Yang Haoran moved to close the bathroom door and leave for the master bedroom.
Seeing that her son had misunderstood her intention, Liu Ruoxi was so frustrated she felt like stamping her foot. In the past, her son had been openly lecherous, seizing every opportunity to make advances and demands. Why did it seem now that he had suddenly become a different person?
She had originally wanted to avoid being too explicit to save herself the embarrassment, but her son’s “dense-headedness” was forcing her to humiliate herself.
She took a deep breath, doing her utmost to calm her inner turmoil. The slight improvement in her impression of her son had been utterly wiped out by his bewildering move. Even his handsome face now seemed somewhat detestable and hateful.
Liu Ruoxi said to her son coldly, “Stop. Where do you think you’re going? Mother is telling you to stay in the bathroom and watch me, so that if anything happens while I’m bathing, youβll be here. If you go to the bedroom, how would you hear me if I were to faint?”
At first, Yang Haoran thought his mother’s words sounded somewhat reasonable, but then it hit himβreasonable, his ass.
He looked at her in astonishment. His mother’s gorgeous face was tinged with a flush of crimson, yet her expression remained cold as she met his surprised gaze.
What did his mother mean? Yang Haoran felt completely bewildered; his brain almost short-circuited from the effort.
If he stayed in the bathroom while his mother bathed, wouldn’t he see everything?
Did she not understand what kind of son he was?
He certainly wouldn’t claim that, sharing the bathroom with his mother while she bathed, he would be like some righteous gentleman facing the wall in introspection, avoiding the sight of the beauty’sι£ε .
That wasn’t him at all!