Chapter 243: Planting a Spy

“So, how was it? Ruoxi, did Wenchian crawl prettily?”

Upon reaching the villa’s main hall, Shen Qing turned back to look at Liu Ruoxi and asked with a smile.

“She did. Isn’t this about enough now?”

Liu Ruoxi replied indifferently. She had to admit that Tang Wenchian’s crawling movements were very standard and also quite enticing.

Hearing Liu Ruoxi’s words hinting that she should put an end to this farcical scene, Shen Qing told Tang Wenchian to get up and stand by the sofa with Wenwen to wait. She and Liu Ruoxi sat facing each other on the sofa.

“Ruoxi, Wenchian is quite talented. Among all these girls, she twists her hips the most attractively. Should I have Wenchian teach you?” Shen Qing’s fox-like, enchanting eyes looked at her close friend Liu Ruoxi with keen interest as she added, “When I was being led by little Ranran, my twists were no worse than Wenchian’s.”

Liu Ruoxi facepalmed and said irritably, “Are you addicted to being a bitch now, even comparing yourselves?”

“Hehe…” Shen Qing trembled with laughter. “Ruoxi, if you can’t twist your ass properly, you’re not a qualified bitch. When the time comes, little Ranran will whip your butt with his crop.”

Mentioning Haoran, Liu Ruoxi let out a faint “Hmm” and said with composure, “If he has the guts, let him use the crop to teach me then.”

Hearing Liu Ruoxi’s reply, Shen Qing was slightly surprised and asked curiously, “Ruoxi, you don’t resist these things?”

“What’s the use of resisting?”

Liu Ruoxi shot Shen Qing an exasperated glance. “Even you aren’t on my side. Last night, you shamelessly went on and on until my ears were calloused from listening. And you even showed me that thing. Save your breath; I know what’s what.”

Shen Qing didn’t feel embarrassed at all and said with a tinkling laugh, “Ruoxi, our profession is the same. It’s inevitable sooner or later. If you crawl more attractively, little Ranran will enjoy watching it more, won’t he?”

“Enough, Shen Qing. You don’t need to keep bringing this up. Can you be serious for a moment?” Liu Ruoxi interrupted her impatiently.

Mentioning Haoran made her feel upset and distracted now; she wasn’t in the mood to indulge in this lewd banter with Shen Qing, that slutty fox.

Liu Ruoxi had always been clear about the intentions of both Haoran and her close friend Shen Qing. But as someone involved in the situation, as a mother, she sometimes felt truly helpless.

Liu Ruoxi was like a swan meant to soar freely in the sky, yet her neck had been locked into a collar by her close friend Shen Qing in collaboration with Yang Haoran.

Hearing Liu Ruoxi say this, Shen Qing actually felt a bit ashamed and said, “Ruoxi, I will be by your side.”

“Hmm.”

Liu Ruoxi responded with a noncommittal hum.

Wenwen and Tang Wenchian listened quietly nearby, utterly shocked. They already knew Sister Shen was Yang Haoran’s bitch, but they never imagined that this woman with such a cold, elegant temperament and stunningly beautiful face might also be that young man’s sex slave. What kind of magic did that young man possess?

What shocked Tang Wenchian the most was her vague awareness that this woman seemed to be the young master’s mother. Had they overheard something they shouldn’t have?

“Shen Qing, this is Wenwen, right?” Liu Ruoxi looked at the petite-figured Wenwen, dressed in a lewd bunny girl outfit. Wenwen’s enormous breast size was very distinctive—a childish face with huge breasts.

Shen Qing nodded. Liu Ruoxi asked Wenwen to come over and sit beside her. Wenwen, extremely nervous, sat next to Liu Ruoxi as if sitting on pins and needles.

“Don’t be afraid… Let me have a look.”

Liu Ruoxi comforted her, then slightly pulled down the exposed V-neck collar of Wenwen’s outfit, revealing her huge, full breasts, like mature coconuts drooping slightly,水滴-shaped. Her tender nipples were cruelly pierced with two exquisite silver nipple rings, looking both debauched and enticing.

Liu Ruoxi sighed softly, knowing this was the handiwork of her son’s selfish desires. With her fair, delicate hand, she gently pinched one of Wenwen’s nipples, giving it a slight rub, and asked, “Does it hurt?” Zhou Wenwen, seeing the soft expression on Liu Ruoxi’s stunning face, felt slightly less nervous and stammered, “It’s… it’s fine. Wearing them… they… they look quite pretty too.”

She forced a smile, which made Liu Ruoxi feel a pang of discomfort. She helped Wenwen pull her collar back up: “Auntie will help you pay off the debt you owe, but on one condition?”

Even though Zhou Wenwen knew that anyone associated with Sister Shen was either rich or influential, she was still shocked speechless by this heaven-sent good fortune. Her debt was substantial, with high interest rates; otherwise, she wouldn’t have fallen to her current state.

Tang Wenchian, standing nearby, also felt happy for Wenwen. Although she seemed, in the eyes of her sisters, to have found a way out—now even able to work as a maid at Sister Shen’s home—those girls didn’t know about the private decision she had made. She didn’t want to say more, lest her sisters call her foolish.

“What condition?”

Zhou Wenwen’s voice matched her appearance—like a little girl’s, cute and charming.

Seeing her looking at herself expectantly, Liu Ruoxi stated frankly, “I am his mother. I apologize; there were problems with my upbringing that made you suffer.”

Liu Ruoxi spoke slowly and gently: “But you should also understand that your coming here wasn’t entirely innocent.”

“Let’s make a deal!”

“I will help you pay off your debt, and I can also buy you an apartment in the city under your name. I can guarantee your future livelihood as well.”

“The condition is simple and not much different from your current situation: be his private possession for life, have no involvement with other men, and report to me any movements he makes when he comes here.” After saying this, Liu Ruoxi’s expression suddenly turned cold, and she said through gritted teeth, “Although I’d rather just beat him to death, I am his mother, and he is my only son. No matter how perverted he becomes, or even if he becomes a criminal, I will protect him. Do you understand?” Shen Qing interjected from the side, “Ruoxi, are you trying to plant a spy in my manor?”

Liu Ruoxi shot a glance at Shen Qing and retorted, “You’ve built him a den of debauchery; can’t I plant a spy? At the very least, I shouldn’t have to rely on you to find out what he’s doing here. I am his mother, after all.”

Zhou Wenwen’s face was a mask of stunned confusion. When Liu Ruoxi said she was the young master’s mother, she was both shocked and terrified. Was this really something she should know?

Aren’t they afraid she might use this as leverage against them?

Tang Wenchian also felt vaguely uneasy. Sometimes knowing too much isn’t a good thing; she understood this principle.

Shen Qing wasn’t the least bit surprised that Liu Ruoxi revealed her mother-son relationship with little Ranran in front of Tang Wenchian and Wenwen. Mainly, it was because the two women had discussed one matter beforehand, related to a system item.

Slave Potion: The user cannot betray the master. Ineffective on players and the controller. Price: 25 points.

Since Tang Wenchian was coming to her home as a maid, Shen Qing naturally hadn’t come unprepared. While she meant no harm to others, she remained wary of them. It was impossible to let outsiders know about the affairs in her home.

After all, Yang Haoran could come to Shen Qing’s home at any time and, in front of her son Zhou Shiwen, discipline and abuse her. And with Zhou Shiwen’s cuckolding fetish, he would step aside to record her lewd actions. How could such an astonishingly absurd event allow an outsider to know?

However, Liu Ruoxi planting a spy in her manor was beyond Shen Qing’s expectations.

After a moment of fear and worry, Wenwen didn’t hesitate for long. She tactfully agreed, as it offered her no disadvantages. On the contrary, she would get a free apartment out of it—why not? Mentioning it might even make those sisters who previously pitied her situation envious.

Yang Haoran had no idea that if he brought Yaoyao to the manor to enjoy a threesome with Zhou Wenwen, the big-breasted lolita, he would encounter what tragic circumstances—enough to sadden those who heard of it and bring tears to those who saw it. But of course, that is a story for later.