Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1836 - 165: The Twin Cousins 3

Hong Ling and her companions couldn't suppress their giggles, yet they, along with Su Mengqing, etched Wang Yue's instructions deep into their minds.

Amidst their lighthearted banter, the intercom resting on Su Mengqing’s desk buzzed. Upon picking up, the receptionist from the ground floor reported: "President, two Miss Sus are here to see you."

"Send them up," Su Mengqing commanded before ending the call. She then turned a playful gaze toward Wang Yue, saying, "Jin’er and Xiu’er have arrived. You had better be on your best behavior."

"Auntie, you’re teasing me again," Wang Yue replied with a hint of bashfulness, though the image of two identical beauties immediately surfaced in his thoughts.

Su Jin’er and Su Xiu’er were the twin daughters of his eldest aunt, Su Mengyun.

Because their grandfather was unreliable and their uncle lacked the strength to lead the Su family, Su Mengyun had never remarried. Instead, she brought a husband into the family, and her daughters inherited her surname.

Having inherited the magnificent genes of their mother, Su Jin’er and Su Xiu’er were considered the crown jewels of the "Twelve Beauties of Jinling."

Being identical twins only magnified their allure, making their combined charm rival even that of Su Mengyan in her prime.

Prior to the upheaval three years ago, the Su family was besieged by suitors, including powerful figures who offered immense fortunes just to take the sisters as concubines.

However, Su Mengyun was not a woman to be trifled with. Having witnessed the tragedy that befell her second sister, she refused to let her daughters become mere playthings. Every proposal was flatly rejected, even those from men who harbored genuine affection for the twins.

Following the great changes, the pressure only intensified as many looked greedily upon the three major families of Jinling.

Consequently, despite being in their early twenties, these two cousins remained unengaged, much like Wang Yalan of the Wang family.

A moment later, two stunningly identical women entered the room.

With their breathtaking faces, shoulder-length hair, matching white short-sleeved dresses, and pink high-heeled sandals, they were a mirror image of one another—even their figures were indistinguishable.

Had they stood perfectly still, even their own mother would have struggled to tell them apart.

Well, that was only if they didn't speak...

"Auntie, the four sisters... Oh, Xiao Yue, you're here as well," one of the twin beauties exclaimed the moment they stepped inside.

"Sister Xiu’er," Wang Yue greeted warmly, before turning to the other beauty who offered a silent smile. "Sister Jin’er."

Indeed, the moment they opened their mouths, anyone familiar with them could tell who was who.

Their temperaments were polar opposites: Su Jin’er was reserved and gentle, while Su Xiu’er was vibrant, talkative, and possessed a silver tongue.

"What brings you here to see your aunt?" Su Mengqing asked, signaling for them to take a seat.

With their arrival, Wang Yue found himself separated from the other women as the sisters sat down on either side of him.

Instinctively, Wang Yue took a breath—even their floral scent was perfectly identical.

In that instant, a wicked thought crossed Wang Yue's mind: I wonder... if other parts of them are also exactly the same?

Unaware of their cousin's naughty internal monologue, Su Xiu’er answered, "Grandma sent us to check on the progress of Xiao Yue’s Cultivation."

The "grandma" she mentioned was Chen Lingwei, Wang Yue’s own grandmother. Strictly speaking, they should have addressed her as "Grandmother," but due to their family's matriarchal tradition, she was simply called "Grandma."

"Such a simple matter could have been settled with a phone call. Why come all this way just to ask?" Wang Yue wondered aloud.

Su Jin’er’s cheeks flushed with a hint of embarrassment.

Su Xiu’er, however, gave a blunt laugh. "We were sent here to see if we could develop a rapport with Xiao Yue. Grandma Liu is truly... Xiao Yue is half Su by blood, yet she’s using him as a bargaining chip to ask us for favors?"

Su Mengqing quickly interjected, "Xiu’er, mind your tongue!"

Wang Yue chuckled and said, "Auntie, it’s fine. I think Sister Xiu’er is right. I’m not a piece of property to be traded between families. We should all share, shouldn't we? Grandma shouldn't be so calculating."

"You don't understand. This is a hidden rule among the great powers," Su Mengqing explained.

"When one family provides something to another, even if they are close, an exchange of equal value must occur. Furthermore, secret martial arts techniques are typically excluded from such deals."

"What a pointless rule," Wang Yue grumbled.

Su Mengqing sighed, "There's no avoiding it. Think about it—everyone has friends and family. If Cultivation resources and techniques were handed out freely to everyone, the entire world would be filled with martial artists within a century."

"So, it's just a tactic for those in power to safeguard their monopoly," Wang Yue noted with dissatisfaction.

"I don't get it. Wouldn't it be more beneficial if all of humanity practiced martial arts to repel the beast tribes? Our survival would be much easier then."

"Your vision is noble, but it clashes with the interests of the elite. To change the world like that, you would need to either make everyone submit to you or ensure no one dares to challenge your will," Su Mengqing said jokingly. Yet, after the words left her mouth, a thought struck her: Perhaps Wang Yue actually has the potential to do it.

Su Xiu’er, hearing of this hidden rule for the first time, sighed. "So that's how it works. It seems our trip was a waste of time."

"How could it be a waste? You can start practicing with Yue’er right now," Su Mengqing suggested with a grin.

"But what about that hidden rule?" Su Xiu’er asked, hesitant.

"Sister Su Xiu’er, you are far too literal," Wang Yue laughed.

"We are family—what's the harm in training together? Besides, our two houses will eventually merge anyway. We're just getting a head start. I'm sure that's what Grandma intended when she sent you."

Su Xiu’er’s face turned crimson as she teased, "You little brat, you've grown quite bold, haven't you? How dare you tease your sister like that!"

She reached out, intending to pinch Wang Yue’s ear.

"I give up! Sister, have mercy!" Wang Yue cried out, ducking and lunging into Su Jin’er’s embrace. "Sister Jin’er, save me!"

Since Su Jin’er and Su Xiu’er were nearly as tall as their aunt, Wang Yue seemed like a small child between them. Su Jin’er didn't mind the contact; she wrapped her arms around Wang Yue’s neck and told her sister, "Xiu’er, stop it. Your brother didn't mean any harm."

"Like hell he didn't! He called me 'honest'—that's just a nice way of saying I'm dim-witted!" Su Xiu’er grumbled.

Listening to them, Wang Yue felt a wave of bliss so strong he nearly lost his footing. He hadn't realized that Sister Jin’er, who was only slightly older than him, possessed a chest nearly as impressive as his aunt's—her loose clothing had simply hidden it well.

Now, pressed tightly against her, his face buried in her soft cleavage, the silky touch of her skin and her intoxicating scent made his heart thrum with excitement.

Oh no... if this kept up, his Dantian wasn't the only thing that was going to feel the pressure