Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1783 - 0112: Mother-in-Law’s Test 2

Ling Xueyan remained composed, but Wang Yue was drowning in sheer mortification. The moment his mother-in-law’s soft, supple breasts brushed against his chest, his penis reacted instinctively, becoming fully erect.

To hide his shameful state, Wang Yue desperately tried to arch his hips backward, putting as much distance between them as possible.

Luckily, Ling Xueyan’s height nearly matched Wang Yue’s, especially since she was wearing high heels that evening. Even as they drew closer, the hardness hidden in his pants would only press between her thighs rather than against her lower belly. With careful maneuvering, he could still manage to avoid direct contact.

While Ling Xueyan found Wang Yue’s stiff posture quite bizarre, she didn't suspect anything, assuming he was merely struggling with the dance steps as a beginner.

"Tell me, what is the deal with that girl?" Ling Xueyan questioned him immediately after she finished showing him the basic movements.

"That is my girlfriend, Li Menglan. You have met her before, Aunt Xue," Wang Yue answered.

"Don't you dare try to play me for a fool!" Ling Xueyan, who towered slightly over him thanks to her heels, glared down with irritation. "Is that really what I was asking about?"

Wang Yue let out a nervous chuckle and added, "Beyond that, Lan is my woman now. I intend to take full responsibility for her for the rest of my life."

Ling Xueyan was stunned by his admission. She had assumed Wang Yue and Li Menglan were merely harboring mutual crushes, never imagining they had already crossed that final line. She scolded him, "You little rascal, how old do you think you are? How could you engage in such behavior already?"

"I am certainly old enough, alright?" Wang Yue replied with a hidden meaning, his mind wandering under his mother-in-law’s lecture.

Ling Xueyan failed to notice anything strange in his tone. In her eyes, it was typical for a boy his age to believe he was mature enough for anything.

"And what about my daughter, Chen Xi? Are you going to be responsible for her too?" Ling Xueyan pressed him.

At the mention of Chen Xi, a flash of guilt crossed Wang Yue’s face. He spoke solemnly, "Aunt Xue, I realize this seems unfair to Xi, but Lan belongs to me now. I cannot simply cast her aside, can I?"

In this era, it was not uncommon for men to keep multiple wives and concubines, just as some women kept several lovers. Having been raised in such a society, Ling Xueyan wasn't truly outraged by the situation; she was merely worried about her daughter’s happiness.

Hearing his sincere response, she actually broke into a small laugh. "At least you possess a conscience. Just ensure you do not neglect my daughter because of her, understood?"

"I would never," Wang Yue promised instantly. "Xi and I share a childhood bond that is completely irreplaceable."

"Mm, I trust that you aren't an irresponsible man," Ling Xueyan said, feeling a sense of relief.

Although that topic had concluded, their interaction was far from over. They couldn't exactly walk off the floor before the music stopped.

Thus, the mother-in-law and son-in-law continued their dance to the melody.

After a brief silence, a sudden warmth began to radiate through Ling Xueyan’s body, and her pulse started to race.

She had always prided herself on her self-control. For three years, she had strictly suppressed her physical urges, never even permitting herself a moment of private release.

Given her strong willpower and her level of Cultivation, keeping such desires in check should have been easy.

Yet, for some inexplicable reason, a powerful craving surged within her, making her body intensely sensitive. Even the slight friction of her breasts against Wang Yue’s chest made her knees feel weak, and she felt a sudden dampness between her legs.

This sensation filled her with a mix of longing and terror. She was baffled by what was happening to her own body.

Consequently, the moment the song ended, she tried to pull away from Wang Yue, saying, "Let us leave."

However, Wang Yue kept a firm grip on her slender waist, saying awkwardly, "Aunt Xue, let’s stay and dance a bit longer."

"What? Have you suddenly developed an addiction to dancing?" Ling Xueyan asked, surprised. Wang Yue was still holding that incredibly clumsy posture; it was hard to believe he was actually enjoying himself.

"It isn't an addiction, but it is just... not convenient for me to walk away right now," Wang Yue admitted with a forced laugh.

"Not convenient?" Ling Xueyan asked, confused. "What is the matter?"

Realizing he couldn't hide it forever, Wang Yue gathered his courage and whispered, "Aunt Xue, I am sorry... but I have an erection."

"An erection?" Ling Xueyan didn't process the words at first, but a moment later, her face flushed a deep crimson. She thought to herself, "This little rascal is a pervert! He actually got aroused just by dancing with his future mother-in-law."

"What are we supposed to do now?" Ling Xueyan was completely out of her depth. She couldn't just abandon him there; the lights outside the dance floor were far brighter, and if anyone saw Wang Yue in that state, the scandal would be devastating for both of them.

Wang Yue scanned the room and pointed toward a corner. "It's less crowded over there. Cover for me while I try to slip into that restroom."

Seeing no other choice, Ling Xueyan agreed. They pretended to keep dancing, slowly drifting toward their destination.

Suddenly, the music shifted into a high-energy, fast-paced track, and the crowd began to move with wild abandon.

Being martial artists, the guests didn't care about formalities. Once they caught the rhythm, they became oblivious to their surroundings, focused only on the excitement.

The dance floor transformed into something resembling a chaotic disco.

Unfortunately, Wang Yue and Ling Xueyan were stuck right in the center where the crowd was densest. They were bound to be bumped by the energetic dancers around them.

Wang Yue was steady; with his Cultivation at the peak of the Tianyuan realm, no ordinary person could move him.

Ling Xueyan, however, was in a different position. Her talent for martial arts was mediocre, and she spent most of her time handling the Chen family's business. Her Cultivation was only at the first level of the Ningshen realm.

While decent, many on the floor were stronger than her.

A woman dancing behind Ling Xueyan, caught up in the music, accidentally slammed into her with significant force.

Already off-balance and flustered, Ling Xueyan stumbled forward, falling directly onto Wang Yue.

Fearing his mother-in-law would hit the floor, Wang Yue instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her tight against him.

In that instant, both of them froze, stunned by the sudden contact.