Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1843 - 0172: The Bold Auntie 2

With a potential solution for Chu Mo's dilemma in hand, the Su sisters were in high spirits, their lively conversation filling the air during the entire journey.

Wang Yue observed his cousin, Su Jin’er. Though she was typically reserved, she became quite the chatterbox when surrounded by those she felt comfortable with.

The Su family estate was situated in the western outskirts of Jinling. Its architectural grandeur and layout mirrored the Wang family mansion, a testament to the fact that the three great families had flourished together and employed the same team of architects to design their homes.

While en route, Su Xiu’er placed a call to her family, indicating that she had a matter of great importance to bring before them.

Consequently, by the time they reached the mansion and stepped into the main hall, the family members were already gathered in anticipation.

"Yue’er, it has been far too long since our last meeting. Did you miss your auntie?" The moment he crossed the threshold, Wang Yue was pulled into a soft, warm embrace. His face was pressed against two incredibly supple mounds; even through the fabric of her attire, their impressive size and softness were unmistakable.

Inhaling the intoxicating fragrance of a mature woman, Wang Yue permitted himself a brief moment of enjoyment before struggling to break free. With a wry smile, he asked, "Auntie, are you trying to squeeze the life out of me?"

Standing before him was a breathtakingly beautiful woman. Unlike the long-haired ladies Wang Yue typically encountered, she sported a fresh, short haircut. While her features shared a resemblance with Liu Ruoshi, she lacked the sternness of the latter, possessing a much more vibrant energy.

She stood roughly 173 centimeters tall, dressed in a crop-top that revealed her midriff and shorts that ended just above the knee. Her shapely legs were encased in flesh-toned stockings, paired with flat athletic shoes. With her ample bust and hourglass figure, she exuded a blend of sexiness and grace.

This was Wang Yuyao, the eldest aunt of Wang Yue and his maternal relative.

In contrast to his mother, the disciplined and traditional Liu Ruoshi, Wang Yuyao had always been free-spirited and indifferent to social trivialities. She had been a wild child in her youth, a trait that remained unchanged even after marriage and motherhood.

"Cousin," a young girl nearby greeted him with a sweet tone.

"Jiaojiao," Wang Yue replied, smiling. "It’s been a while. You seem to have grown taller again. If Xin’er saw you now, she would surely be jealous."

Su Jiaojiao, the daughter of his aunt and Wang Yue’s cousin, was only about a month younger than Wang Yue and Wang Xin’er, yet her physical development was far more advanced. At only fifteen years old, she had already reached 165 centimeters, and her feminine curves were much more defined than Wang Xin’er’s.

As Wang Yuyao’s daughter, she inherited not only her mother’s striking looks but also her spirited personality. Even her fashion sense mirrored her mother’s—short hair, a crop-top, and shorts—though she opted for bare, fair legs instead of stockings, giving her a youthful and radiant appearance.

"Yue’er, come here quickly. Let grandma have a look at you," a mature woman dressed in a sky-blue gown called out from the living room.

"Grandma," Wang Yue said affectionately as he approached her.

This woman was Chen Lingwei, Wang Yue’s grandmother and the current matriarch of the Su family.

Having given birth to Su Mengyan, often called "the most beautiful woman of all time," Chen Lingwei’s own beauty was undeniable, standing on equal footing with Su Mengyun and Su Mengqing.

Just as she did when he was a child, Chen Lingwei reached out to stroke his head, her gaze overflowing with grandmotherly love.

Wang Yue found great comfort in her touch.

Because his own mother was often stern and serious, Wang Yue felt a deeper emotional connection to his grandmother among the elders of that generation, despite seeing her less frequently.

"Didn't you mention there was an urgent matter to discuss? What is it specifically?" Su Mengyun inquired, taking a seat beside them.

Compared to the Wangs, the Su family was currently smaller in number. The individuals present, along with the absent Su Mengqing, constituted the entirety of the Su family's direct lineage.

"It concerns Chu Mo," Su Xiu’er began, detailing the complications involving the Chu and Zhang families while highlighting Wang Yue’s proposed course of action.

Upon hearing the explanation, all eyes turned toward Su Mengyun, including Chen Lingwei’s. Su Mengyun, who rarely asserted her own views, had grown accustomed to deferring to her eldest daughter’s judgment on family matters.

Su Mengyun nodded in agreement. "Yue’er is quite right. The Zhang family certainly deserves to be dealt with, but we must establish a justifiable reason for doing so."

While the law of the jungle—survival of the fittest—governed the martial world, people still preferred to have a pretext for their actions. Over time, this had evolved into an unspoken social rule.

To put it simply, attacking someone directly often invited public backlash or resistance. However, if one possessed a valid excuse, then any action became acceptable.

This justification didn't even need to be perfect. In fact, if your power was great enough, you could claim a bag of laundry detergent found in a rival's home was a weapon of mass destruction, and few would dare argue.

"That’s easy," Wang Yuyao chimed in. "Chu Mo is close with Jin’er and Xiu’er, isn't she? We can simply have Chu Mo reject the marriage, and then claim that Jin’er and Xiu’er are merely supporting their dear friend."

"Auntie, that is a logical plan," Su Jin’er replied with a sigh. "The issue is that Mo Mo herself is unwilling to fight it."

Wang Yuyao blinked. "Oh, I see. If it is a voluntary agreement between them, then we really shouldn't interfere."

"But Mo Mo doesn't actually want this. She is only sacrificing her own happiness to save the Chu family," Su Xiu’er clarified.

"What a foolish girl. Wanting to repay one's family is noble, but there are countless ways to do so. Why must she throw her life away?" Su Mengyun said.

Because of her sister’s past experiences, she had a deep-seated hatred for arranged marriages—with the exception of Wang Yue and Chen Xi, of course, as they were childhood sweethearts who were genuinely in love.

However, this was ultimately a matter for another family. If the woman involved refused to protest, even someone as influential as Su Mengyun lacked the grounds to intervene.

Su Mengyun added helplessly, "So, the situation rests entirely on Chu Mo. She must be the one to voice her opposition first. Only then will we have the standing to step in."

"Why make it so complicated? We should just wipe out the Zhang family and be done with it," Wang Yue suddenly interjected. "If the Zhang family ceases to exist, she won't have a marriage to go through with, right?"

"Now that is a fantastic idea!" Wang Yuyao and Su Jiaojiao shouted in unison.

Su Mengyun, however, knit her brows. "Yue’er, how can you say such a thing? Eradicating a family so casually would make you a bully, wouldn't it?"

Wang Yue remained unfazed, though he understood her perspective. She hadn't lived through his previous life and didn't realize the true nature of the Zhang family. From her current viewpoint, such a move appeared excessive.

Suddenly, Su Xiu’er let out a light laugh. "Actually, there is another way to resolve this. It just requires Xiao Yue’s cooperation."

"What do you mean?" Wang Yue asked, curious if his cousin Su Xiu’er was thinking along the same lines as him and intended to eliminate the Zhang family in secret.