Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1860 - 0189: Passion at Sea 2

Initially, Wang Yalan and Wang Yaning had intended to join the group. However, they ultimately decided against it, choosing instead to stay behind and study household management under their eldest sister’s tutelage, hoping to better support their younger brother in the future.

With eleven of them gathered, plus Su Mengqing and Hong Ling arriving from a different route, Wang Yue was set to spend at least a week at sea accompanied by sixteen stunning women. The mere thought of the journey filled him with anticipation.

The only downside was the presence of Wang Xin, Wang Yue, Wang Zhiting, and Wang Jingjing.

Because they had come along, Wang Yue’s fantasies of hosting a wild, uninhibited party where everyone could indulge their desires seemed unlikely to be realized.

The young girls were buzzing with excitement throughout the journey. In their childhood, they had frequently traveled and visited the ocean, but they hadn't returned to the coast since the incident three years prior.

Following the revival of spiritual energy, the Yangtze River—already a massive body of water—had swelled to a width of over two thousand kilometers. It had essentially transformed into a vast sea, and the riverbanks near Jinling now stretched across hundreds of kilometers of coastline.

Because Wang Yue wasn't operating a high-speed hovercar, the group didn't reach the docks until the sun was high in the sky near midday.

By the time Wang Yue’s party arrived, Su Mengqing and her companions were already waiting. To Wang Yue's surprise, there were six people in her group instead of the five he had anticipated.

"Aunt Yan, are you joining us as well?" Wang Yue asked, stunned to find Yan Fangfei standing next to his aunt.

He wondered what had gotten into this tech-obsessed woman. She usually spent 364 days a year buried in her laboratory; what could have possibly sparked her interest in a vacation?

"I was the one who asked Sister Fangfei to come. Since none of us are technical specialists, I thought it would be risky if we ran into mechanical trouble," Su Mengqing clarified, giving Wang Yue a subtle wink.

As a classic man-of-science type, Yan Fangfei was a woman of few words. She simply nodded, allowing Su Mengqing’s explanation to stand.

"Sister Qing, now that the whole group is assembled, let’s board the vessel," Bai Yan suggested.

Su Mengqing gave a nod of agreement before suddenly inquiring, "By the way, aren't you quite close with Chu Mo lately? How come she wasn't invited?"

"She has other commitments to deal with, so she couldn't make it," Wang Yue replied. He had actually extended invitations to Chu Mo and his twin cousins; he felt a certain envy toward the twins—who mirrored him in every aspect—and had hoped to bond with them.

Regrettably, after their recent time with Wang Yue, the twins had been struck by a sudden burst of inspiration regarding their fitness Cultivation. To ensure they didn't lose that fleeting insight, they chose to prioritize their training and declined the trip.

Despite the small size of their party, Su Mengqing had secured a magnificent luxury yacht spanning dozens of meters, fully loaded with premium entertainment amenities.

Furthermore, because modern autonomous navigation was so sophisticated and repair robots were available for any glitches, Su Mengqing didn't even find it necessary to hire a crew.

With a sharp blast of its whistle, the opulent yacht—designed for a maximum of eighteen guests—slowly drifted away from the pier and steered toward the deep blue. As it gained momentum, the coastline quickly faded into the distance.

Since it was noon and the overcast sky hid the sun, the group headed to the deck once the course was set. They intended to eat lunch while enjoying the refreshing sea breeze.

However, Wang Yue’s breath caught when he saw his aunt. The standard combat suit she had worn during boarding was gone, replaced by an entirely different ensemble.

She had unpinned her high ponytail, which she usually wore for ease of combat, letting her long hair cascade down her back like a dark waterfall. She was dressed in a sleeveless, moon-white gown adorned with red floral patterns that perfectly highlighted the fullness of her chest and the provocative curve of her hips.

The dress featured a daringly high slit that reached nearly to her thighs. With every step, her legs—encased in sheer black stockings—peeked through the fabric. Paired with black high heels, her statuesque frame and voluptuous silhouette were on full display, making it nearly impossible to look away.

It appeared she had opted not to wear a bra; as she moved, her breasts and hips swayed with a gentle rhythm, a vivid display of what one might call "waves of flesh."

The moment Wang Yue laid eyes on his aunt in this state, his member surged to full arousal. Luckily, he had planned ahead by wearing specialized underwear and loose-fitting beach shorts, ensuring his condition remained hidden from view.

Wang Yue wasn't the only one captivated; every woman on deck found their gaze drawn to Su Mengqing’s striking appearance.

Wang Xin’er cried out in admiration, "Wow, Auntie, you look absolutely gorgeous today!"

"Are you suggesting I’m not beautiful on other days?" Su Mengqing teased with a grin as she took a seat beside Wang Xin’er.

"No, it’s just that I’ve never seen you in an outfit like this," Wang Xin’er remarked. "You are incredibly sexy—look, you’ve already got people staring!"

Because twelve of the seventeen women on board had already engaged in intimate relations with him, Wang Yue felt less need to hide his gaze as he stared hungrily at his alluring aunt.

The hidden meaning in Wang Xin’er’s comment was perceived differently by everyone. Those who had participated in dual cultivation with Wang Yue already suspected the secret dynamic between him, Su Mengqing, and Wang Xin’er; they knew exactly what she was implying about Wang Yue’s physical reaction.

Meanwhile, Wang Xin, Wang Yue, and the other three who hadn't shared his bed assumed Wang Xin’er was simply commenting on how his eyes were glued to her.

As for Yan Fangfei, she remained completely indifferent to such social nuances.

A lavish lunch had been set out, but Wang Yue found he had lost his appetite for food. His eyes remained locked on his seductive aunt, and he found himself swallowing more saliva out of pure lust than actual bites of the meal.