Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1830 - 159: The Peerless Black Widow 1

The fierce skirmish between the three siblings continued for more than two hours.

Wang Yaru, being unaccustomed to such intensity, was the first to yield. Once she reached her fourth climax, she drifted into a profound slumber.

Slowly withdrawing his penis from her, Wang Yue transitioned and inserted it into Wang Xin’er. "Xin’er, what was your reason for bringing Xiao Ru along today?" he inquired.

"She relies on you so much that becoming your woman was inevitable. I simply decided to play the matchmaker now. She will surely be grateful to me for it," Wang Xin’er replied, a self-satisfied grin on her face.

"You little minx! To think you would even scheme against your own sister! Just wait until you see how I punish you!" Wang Yue declared. He then lunged forward with force, burying his penis deep within his sister’s vagina.

"Oh..." Wang Xin’er cried out with a moan of ecstasy, yet she managed to tease, "You wicked brother... repaying my kindness with such cruelty!"

"Fine, I shall cease your punishment then."

"Please, dear brother... do not stop! Use that big penis of yours to make me suffer!" she pleaded.

Following two more peaks of pleasure, Wang Xin’er’s endurance reached its limit, and she too fell fast asleep.

Filled with a sense of peace and satisfaction, Wang Yue pulled his two cherished sisters into his embrace and drifted off as well.

Through this session of mutual cultivation, particularly after he claimed Wang Yaru’s virgin essence, Wang Yue’s cultivation progress was substantial. He successfully shattered the bottleneck between the second and third layers of the Gui Zhen realm.

His gains regarding the purity of his vital energy were equally significant. Because both sisters shared his biological bloodline, the resonance of their common origins served to further refine the quality of his vital energy.

The benefits for Wang Xin’er and Wang Yaru were even more pronounced. Wang Yaru, in particular, leaped directly from the Cu Ti realm to the seventh layer of the Di Que realm.

Advancement this rapid would undoubtedly leave even the most prestigious figures in the martial arts world in a state of shock.

While Wang Xin’er did not see as massive a jump this time, her high initial stage allowed her to be promoted straight to the second layer of the Tian Yuan realm.

When accounting for her unique techniques and the purity of her vital energy, her actual combat prowess was likely on par with her grandmother, Liu Ruoshi.

When the sun rose the next morning, the three siblings woke nearly simultaneously. They shared a few moments of affection before Wang Xin’er and Wang Yaru made a quiet exit.

Indeed—they essentially snuck away.

Given the nature of their bond and the fruits of their joint practice, the two girls could have departed Wang Yue’s quarters openly, merely claiming they had spent the night in cultivation.

By doing so, no one outside of those already in the know would have suspected any impropriety.

However, having discovered that her mother harbored similar feelings, Wang Yaru chose not to broadcast the "success of her practice" for the time being.

Though she offered no explanation, Wang Yue surmised she acted out of a desire to save her mother from potential embarrassment.

His younger sister was truly clever, dutiful, and remarkably perceptive.

Once the sisters had departed, Wang Yue also left the Wang family estate, steering his hovercar toward the heart of the city. His goal for the day remained Li Yingying’s school—or more specifically, Li Yingying herself.

While Wang Yue frequently asserted he was "emotionless when it came to desires" and claimed his feelings were purely familial, he was not truly cold-hearted.

The events involving Li Yingying on the bus the previous day could not simply be brushed aside.

Young women of that age are often deeply sentimental and prone to overthinking. Had Wang Yue vanished after what transpired, it might have caused her lasting psychological distress. Thus, seeing her today was a necessity.

Wang Yue arrived after morning classes had commenced, giving him a direct look at what Li Yingying had described as "strict management."

Because he lacked a student ID, the security guard at the gate remained unmoved by any of his explanations and refused him entry.

Wang Yue found the school’s policy peculiar—access was easy when classes weren't in session, yet security became impenetrable during school hours.

Ultimately, it seemed ineffective, as anyone with ill intent could simply enter before the bell rang. Since they wouldn't admit him, Wang Yue chose not to force the issue and instead walked toward a nearby high-end restaurant.

This was the establishment where Li Yingying worked part-time during the lunch hour.

Waiting there would allow him to see her while also giving him a chance to inspect the business.

If the proprietor proved incompetent, he might even buy the establishment to impress the heroine and her peers.

With classes in progress, the restaurant was quiet, occupied only by a few young waitresses tidying up. As Wang Yue walked in, one of the servers approached him and said politely, "My apologies, sir, but our breakfast service has concluded."

"Is it alright if I just sit here for a while?" Wang Yue inquired.

The establishment's service was impeccable; they made no effort to turn him away. The waitress gave a friendly smile and replied, "Of course, please make yourself comfortable."

Wang Yue took a seat and struck up a conversation with her. "Sister, how long have you been employed here?" he asked.

Since there was little work to do and Wang Yue appeared youthful and non-threatening, she saw no need for caution. Pausing her task, she answered, "It has been nearly two years now."

"This place seems quite high-end. The prices must be steep, right? How do you manage to keep the tables full?" Wang Yue asked.

The server chuckled. "Actually, you’re mistaken. Even though the atmosphere is upscale and the food is premium, our prices aren't much higher than average. That’s why so many students visit us every day."

"In that case, the owner likely doesn't see much profit, does he?" Wang Yue asked with curiosity.

"I can't say for certain," the waitress replied, before leaning in and whispering in a gossipy tone, "But we've done the math ourselves. After paying for rent, ingredients, our monthly salaries, and other overhead, the owner barely breaks even. He makes almost nothing."

"Oh?" Wang Yue narrowed his eyes.

That struck him as suspicious—no one runs a business just to lose money. Furthermore, while the waitresses weren't as stunning as Li Yingying, they were all quite pretty and in their early twenties.

Could the owner of this establishment be just as driven by lust as he was?