The next day, the sun was bright and beautiful.
When Yang Haoran woke up, he was still in a daze. He didn’t even remember when he had fallen asleep last night. Waking up now, he instead felt a bit sleepy; he must have gone to bed too late.
After washing his face, brushing his teeth, and going downstairs to eat, Yang Haoran saw his father leaving with his briefcase. It was Sunday, and without even thinking, he knew his father was going to Auntie Zhuang’s place. Whether he’d be back tonight or not was another matter.
A short while later, in the master bedroom on the second floor.
Liu Ruoxi, following her son’s demands, had put on crotchless pantyhose on her lower body. Her upper body was completely naked, and around her neck she wore a black collar.
Staring at her utterly lewd reflection in the mirror, Liu Ruoxi felt her cheeks burn with warmth.
“Mom, are you ready yet?”
Just then, her son’s impatient voice came from outside the door. Liu Ruoxi took a deep breath, responded, and then methodically put on the black business suit she wore to the company.
The collar was hidden by the suit’s lapels, and the attached silver chain was concealed beneath the jacket. Only the suit could hide the prominent points of her nipples.
On her lower body, she wore a tight black pencil skirt over the sheer, flesh-toned stockings that had a glossy shine, making her look incredibly sexy.
Liu Ruoxi knew the outer layers of clothing were just for going out conveniently. Once they reached the manor, the outer suit jacket would have to be taken off in the car, leaving only what was underneath, before she was led out of the vehicle by her son, on a leash.
This was her son’s demand!
Having already agreed, Liu Ruoxi couldn’t very well go back on her word to her son. Fortunately, she had informed Shen Qing in advance to make arrangements, so not too many people would see.
“Mom, are you ready? Why are you taking so long?”
Once Liu Ruoxi was fully dressed and had checked in the mirror to ensure nothing looked out of place, she pushed the door open.
“What’s the rush? Isn’t this what you asked for? Are you afraid I’ll run away?”
“Hehe… Let me see.”
Before his mother could react, Yang Haoran lifted the collar of her blouse slightly and saw the distinctive black slave collar around her fair, swan-like neck, along with a glimpse of the dog leash attached to it, disappearing into her suit.
“Don’t ask for a spanking…”
After that quick glance, his mother pulled her collar back into place, her stunning face flushing crimson as she glared at him.
Just as Yang Haoran was about to complain, Yaoyao’s voice came from behind them.
“Brother, are you and Mom going out? Where to?”
Liu Ruoxi’s expression stiffened for a moment, but she pretended to be calm and composed as she looked at her approaching daughter. “Mom is taking your brother to the hospital for a physical exam. You stay home and behave. Mom will be back later.”
In the moment, Liu Ruoxi couldn’t come up with a better excuse. Whether it was going shopping for clothes or eating at a restaurant, if Yaoyao asked to tag along and she refused, it would seem like favoritism.
“Yaoyao, if you’re bored at home, go find Shaowan and go shopping. It’s just a physical. If Mom weren’t forcing me to go, I wouldn’t even want to,” Yang Haoran complained, playing along with his mother’s effortless lie.
“Oh, then come back soon.”
Yang Mengyao turned away, pursing her lips. It was obvious Mom was going off to have a secret rendezvous with her brother—did they really think she didn’t know?
Once Yaoyao had returned to her room, Liu Ruoxi pinched her son’s arm and scolded him in a low voice, “How many times have I told you to behave properly at home? What if Yaoyao finds out?”
After saying this, she let go. It didn’t really hurt, but Yang Haoran still muttered grievances. “Feels like we’re having some kind of illicit affair.”
“You…”
Fuming, Liu Ruoxi took a deep breath and simply ignored him, walking straight toward the staircase. She coldly tossed out, “If you have a problem with it, don’t follow.”
Yang Haoran quickly caught up, chuckling. “Mom, what kind of thing is that to say? If I don’t go, wouldn’t your trip be for nothing?”
Liu Ruoxi snorted coldly, shooting him a sidelong glance. Honestly, even the sight of him annoyed her.
How did she ever give birth to this little brat!
When they reached the garage, Yang Haoran plopped himself into the passenger seat. Liu Ruoxi didn’t say anything more, started the engine, and drove toward their destination.
“Mom, this time, in front of others, you need to be obedient.”
“Mhm.”
“Otherwise, if Mom disobeys, your son will lose face in front of so many people.”
“Mhm.”
“Mom, stop with the ‘mhm’ and ‘uh-huh.’ Did you agree or not?”
“I’m driving. I don’t have time to chat with you.”
“Then this time, even if I go a bit too far, Mom, you have to save face for me!”
Yang Haoran was giving a preemptive warning.
“Got it.”
Liu Ruoxi replied flatly, a slight smile curling at the corner of her mouth. Fortunately, she had made arrangements in advance. Otherwise, having agreed to her son’s demands, she would likely have been subjected to all kinds of humiliation in front of the girls at the manor.
With the current arrangements, she could still accept it.
Seeing that his mother had agreed, Yang Haoran finally stopped talking. Objective achieved!
…
Half an hour later, Liu Ruoxi drove the car into Xitang Community.
Xitang Community was built on the outskirts of the city, with elegant scenery and lush greenery. Aside from the high price, it had almost no flaws.
As a community established in the suburban outskirts, it emphasized high privacy and spaciousness. Rather than a residential complex, it was more like a manor—Xitang Community was composed of numerous extremely vast estates.
Each manor was surrounded by high walls, with electrified barbed wire along the top. Outside the walls, personnel patrolled regularly.
After entering Xitang Community, they drove for about ten more minutes before the mother and son reached their destination—the Pet Manor!
Yang Haoran took a round key from his pocket. It was exquisitely crafted, silver-plated, with a vividly engraved little dog sticking out its tongue on the surface.
This was the key Aunt Shen had given him. Yang Haoran knew his mother had one too.
Yang Haoran pressed the dog’s head on the key against the manor’s main gate, much like an owner petting a dog. Following two beeps and the sound of internal metal mechanisms shifting, the gate swung open to both sides.
Liu Ruoxi drove the BMW straight in, and the gate slowly closed automatically behind them, seamlessly blending back into the surrounding wall.
After driving along the path for about a minute, a villa came into view ahead.
Liu Ruoxi parked the car right at the entrance of the villa, not in the parking area like last time. Because of the heavy rain yesterday, the ground was still soft and damp.
Standing in front of the vermilion-red door of the villa were two girls. Yang Haoran recognized them at a glance—Wenwen and Tang Wenqian.