After returning home in the evening, Yang Haoran checked the location of Yao Yao’s tracker. It was over twenty kilometers away from home, on the outskirts of the first ring road of City G. According to the coordinates, it didn’t seem like she was staying in a hotel.
Yang Haoran wasnβt surprised. Given his motherβs financial resources, buying a property was probably as easy as buying cabbage for her, though she usually saw no need to do so.
Yang Haoran considered going to find her but worried that his actions might startle her, disrupting Aunt Shenβs plans and causing his mother to leave City G prematurely.
He had no choice but to hold back for now. At the very least, knowing his motherβs approximate location gave him some peace of mind.
Over the following week, aside from his physical education class and his intimate encounters in the teacherβs office, Yang Haorman behaved quite properly during regular classes.
After school at noon, he occasionally went to his girlfriend Ji Youxiβs house or to his best friend Wei Mingβs house. However, he didnβt always go with the intention of doing that kind of thing. With Auntie He, it was more about sweet-talking and coaxing. As for Hao Lei, his girlfriend Ji Youxiβs mother, there was a generational gap between them. Their relationship had only formed with Ji Youxiβs indirect encouragement on the side, so they didnβt have many topics to discuss. Yang Haoran preferred being naked in bed with Auntie Hao Lei, chatting casuallyβit felt much more comfortable that way.
During these times, Auntie always allowed him to do as he pleased, letting him clearly experience the pleasure of being the master.
Yang Haoran was well aware that Auntie Hao Lei was different. She had been conditioned by his girlfriend Ji Youxi to develop a submissive nature. Although she appeared no different from anyone else in public, whenever Ji Youxi wished, Auntie Hao Lei could be made to sleep with any manβor even be led around like a bitch by any man.
Because of Ji Youxi, and considering Auntie Hao Lei was, after all, his girlfriendβs mother, Yang Haoran treated her with the respect due to an elder in daily lifeβexcept when he wanted to play, when he would train and humiliate her like a bitch.
This mode of interaction, distinguishing between behavior in bed and outside of it, was the same way Ji Youxi had always interacted with Auntie Hao Lei.
In fact, Yang Haoran felt this was better. He didnβt see himself as a constantly horny Teddy dog; aside from that aspect of life, there was so much more to living.
Wednesday, Thursday, Fridayβ¦ until noon on Saturday, just after school ended, Yang Haoran received a call from Auntie He. It was noisy on the other end, with a man shouting angrily, cursing with foul language like βslut,β βcheat,β βwhore,β and other vulgar insults.
Auntie He seemed to have been crying; her voice was choked with sobs, but she managed to explain the situation clearly.
It turned out that the man Auntie He had previously agreed to marry had shown up at her door. Yang Haoran only knew his surname was Chen. The situation wasnβt complicated: the one-month deadline they had agreed upon was almost up, but Auntie He had already been coaxed away by Yang Haoran.
A few days earlier, the man had called to urge Auntie He, and she had apologized and explained, offering financial compensation for wasting his time. However, he refused to accept it.
Since Auntie He had given him her address before, Mr. Chen had come to her home to demand an explanation.
After getting the message, Yang Haoran called Wei Ming, and the two hurried over. When they arrived at Auntie Heβs doorstep, neighbors were gathered outside, discussing the situation. Inside the living room, Auntie He was being dragged by the man, who was trying to pull her away to go back to his hometown and marry him.
Yang Haoran was furious, but the figure beside him dashed out even faster. Wei Ming charged in and, without a word, started fighting Mr. Chen. As the class athletic committee member, Wei Ming was tall, strong, and at an age brimming with energy. He practically overpowered Mr. Chen.
Yang Haoran had long known that his best friend Wei Ming cared deeply for Auntie He, but he had underestimated the extent of Wei Mingβs mother-fixation. After a moment of stunned silence, Yang Haoran joined the fight.
As the saying goes, youth prevails in a fight, especially when there are two young men. If Auntie He hadnβt been pleading on the sidelines, and if Yang Haoran hadnβt cooled down and pulled the enraged Wei Ming back, the situation might have spiraled out of control.
Even so, the man was beaten black and blue, and he was driven away in disgrace.
After discussing with Auntie He, Yang Haoran decided she couldnβt stay here anymore. If the man kept coming back to cause trouble for Auntie He, neither he nor Wei Ming could be around to protect her all the time.
So, Yang Haoran asked Auntie Shen for the keys to another property. Instead, Auntie Shen gave him the keys to an entire buildingβaside from the units already rented out, he could choose any of the others.
Yang Haoran had known that Auntie Shen loved buying properties and investing in City G in her early years and owned numerous estates, but he never expected to be handed an entire building.
Back when he was still a baby, Auntie He had already brought Shiwen here. Over the years, property prices had skyrocketed, and Auntie Shen had undoubtedly made a fortuneβshe was truly a super-rich woman.
However, Yang Haoran reflected that all of this belonged to his childhood friend Shiwen. He couldnβt help but feel envious, though not jealousβjust a simpleζζ ¨ (emotional sigh) that Shiwen really had a life where he could soar without lifting a finger.
Having good parents truly outweighs so much struggle. Being born in Rome, while for ordinary people, itβs an unreachableη»ηΉ (finish line).
Auntie Shen had given Yang Haoran a choice beforeβshe could split half her assets with himβbut Yang Haoran wanted to possess Auntie Shen completely, to keep her as his hidden treasure.
Wealth itself was an abstract concept to him; he didnβt know exactly how much money Auntie Shen had. But he knew that as long as he had his mother, he would never want for money for the rest of his life.
As for creating wealth through his own efforts, Yang Haoran felt that he might not earn in his entire lifetime what his mother could make in a few days. As harsh as that reality was, Yang Haoran was open-minded about it.
All he needed to do was get a diploma from a prestigious university to satisfy his mother, then obediently go work at her company.
At home, he would be the one in charge of his mother; at the company, his mother would be in charge of him. Yang Haoran saw no problem with that.
Afterward, Yang Haoran settled Auntie He in a new place, intending for her to stay there for the time being. Once the semester ended and the renovations at the manor were completed, he planned to move Auntie He there.
The Pet Manor had already begun construction, and the female slaves had been given time off.
It was estimated that the expansion and renovation of the Pet Manor would be completed around the middle of the winter vacation.
As for the original property, after discussing with his best friend Wei Ming, Yang Haoran decided to follow the original plan and transfer the ownership to Wei Ming.
According to Wei Ming, if Mr. Chen dared to show up again, he would simply beat him out.
Originally, the transfer to Wei Ming was supposed to happen after Yang Haoran took away his best friendβs beautiful mother, Auntie He. However, due to this incident, Yang Haoran called Auntie Shen, and she arranged for someone to handle the transfer for Wei Ming on Sunday.
This matter was thus settled, but Wei Ming had no desire to stay in that property for now. He understood that after Haoran took his mother away, any future meetings with her would depend on Haoranβs whims.
As much as he hated to accept this reality, his mother had already agreed, and there was nothing Wei Ming could do.
So, cherishing these last moments of spending time together, Wei Ming returned to He Muchenβs place after school every day. Both mother and son treasured this time deeply.
Wei Ming knew the truthβhe knew his mother was being taken away by Haoran to be kept like a bitch, essentially becoming Haoranβs plaything and sex slave. Whether she would have a good life or not would depend entirely on Haoranβs mood.
He Muchen, however, was unaware of the truth. She believed Yang Haoran intended to keep her as his hidden treasure. Lately, during their intimate moments, although He Muchen called Yang Haoran βMasterβ and accepted her role as a sex slave and bitch, she didnβt take it seriously in her heart. She simply thought the boy had unusual preferences and indulged him.
But after following Yang Haoran, her opportunities to see her son Wei Ming would become fewer. So, He Muchen also cherished these days deeply, preparing lavish meals for her son almost daily to make up for her guilt.