Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1950: 279: The Valiant Mother and Daughter 4

Capítulo 1950: Chapter 279: The Valiant Mother and Daughter 4

Crucially, Wang Yue was far from a virtuous man; he was a degenerate lecher whose depravity even extended to harboring lust for his own mother.

Confronted by such a sophisticated, alluring, and breathtakingly beautiful grandmother, his carnal urges completely overwhelmed any sense of filial piety he should have possessed.

As it was still before nine in the morning, the family found themselves with leisure time. They gathered to exchange pleasantries, sharing amusing anecdotes and recalling humiliating stories from the childhoods of Wang Yue, Su Jin’er, Su Xiu’er, and Su Jiaojiao.

The conversation eventually shifted toward the early years of Su Mengyun.

“Grandma, Aunty, would you mind sharing what my mother was like as a child?” Wang Yue seized the chance to inquire.

“Whatever sparked your interest in that?” Su Mengyun questioned.

“I’ve always felt my mother isn’t truly cold-hearted. To Xin’er and me, she has always been the most devoted mother imaginable,” Wang Yue remarked.

“I’ve heard Aunty mention bits of my mother's youth, but she was too small back then to recall more than a few fragments.”

Upon hearing this, Su Jin’er, Su Xiu’er, and Su Jiaojiao found their curiosity piqued as well.

In truth, they were all fascinated. As the woman hailed as the “greatest beauty of all time,” the Second Auntie surely had a storied past. Yet, her life appeared remarkably mundane, resembling the existence of a precise machine—her thirty-six years could be condensed into a single sentence.

“Since your Aunty has already brought it up, there is no reason to keep it secret. Your mother was indeed quite different in her youth. Among us all, she was the most intelligent, vibrant, and charming. She possessed a great spirit and befriended everyone easily,” Su Mengyun reminisced.

“Mom, if she was like that, why did Second Auntie become so withdrawn later? She acts as if she possesses no human emotions at all,” Su Xiu’er couldn't resist asking.

Su Mengyun shook her head slowly. “To be exact, the mother of Yue’er is your Third Auntie. Before her, there was an identical twin sister...”

Su Mengyun then began to recount the events of the past.

As her story concluded, a heavy silence descended upon the room.

With eyes turning misty, Chen Lingwei lamented, “The blame lies with me. Had I been more resolute back then, perhaps this tragedy could have been avoided.”

“Mother, how can you blame yourself?” Su Mengyun countered.

“It was my father who operated in the shadows to negotiate with the Yang family. Given the overwhelming pressure from that martial arts stronghold, if Second Sister hadn't stepped forward to sacrifice herself so we wouldn't break our promise, the three great families of Jinling might have been wiped out.”

“Second Auntie is truly heroic,” Su Jin’er whispered, her own eyes brimming with tears.

The thought of a mere six-year-old girl choosing to sacrifice her future to protect her sister and her clan by moving to a strange, distant land was an act of staggering bravery.

However, Su Jiaojiao added, “That Yang family is incredibly cold. Second Auntie has lived there for so long, yet they never permitted her to send even a single letter home. It shows a total lack of regard for her.”

Clenching his fists, Wang Yue declared, “Do not fret. It won't be long before I possess sufficient power. We will go to the Yang family then. If Second Auntie is living well, that is fine. But if she has suffered any grievance, I will personally demand justice for her!”

Hearing Wang Yue’s proclamation, the Grandmother and Auntie reacted just as the Little Auntie had before; they were startled and quickly urged, “Yue, do not be impulsive.

The Yang family is a sacred pillar of the martial arts world with unfathomable power. If you provoke them recklessly, you will invite disaster upon yourself.”

Wang Yue offered a calm smile. “Rest assured. I have no intention of challenging the Yang family until I am absolutely certain of my strength.”

In that moment, to the six women present, Wang Yue appeared transformed. His absolute confidence when he spoke of being “certain” was deeply striking, causing their pulses to quicken slightly.

That aura, however, vanished in less than three seconds. Wang Yue instantly reverted to his facade of an honest, simple boy. Wang Yuyao and Su Jiaojiao, who were privy to his true character, secretly scoffed at his performance: That little brat is a master of deception.

“Grandma, Auntie, tell me more about Second Auntie,” Wang Yue requested once more. He felt a mixture of profound gratitude and intense curiosity toward this noble, enigmatic woman and longed to know her better.

“Chen Er...” Chen Lingwei sighed as she remembered. “She and your mother are identical twins, much like Jin Er and Xiu Er. When they are still, even I, their mother, struggle to tell them apart. But Chen Er was never as boisterous as Yan Er; she was more poised and deeply protective of her sister. Their bond was...”

As she spoke, Chen Lingwei recalled the heartbreaking image of her daughters weeping during their separation, and her voice choked with emotion, preventing her from continuing.

Su Mengyun picked up the thread. “Indeed, your Second Auntie was both soft-hearted and incredibly firm. Even though she was younger than me, people often remarked that she carried herself like the eldest sister of the group.”

From these accounts, Wang Yue formed a picture: Brilliant, kind, vibrant, and loving—this was the true nature of his mother and aunts.

It was tragic that because of that ancient trauma, his mother and aunts had all donned masks that contradicted their true selves. He wondered if the same fate had befallen the Second Auntie.

While everyone was lost in this melancholy mood, Su Jiaojiao suddenly chirped, “If Second Auntie and Third Auntie look identical, doesn't that mean there are two 'greatest beauties' in the world? Which one actually holds the title?”

The group was lightened by her innocent query. Su Mengyun teased, “Jiaojiao, you should strive to undergo the ‘eighteen transformations’ of a maturing woman and surpass them both to become the new reigning beauty.”

“Can you really achieve that through hard work?” Su Jiaojiao replied dismissively. “Besides, I have no desire for such a title. As they say, beauty is a curse. If a woman is too stunning, who knows how many men will hunt her down with ill intentions?”

“Jiaojiao, watch your tongue!” Su Mengyun snapped. The formidable aura she had developed over years of leadership erupted, exerting a heavy pressure on everyone—even Wang Yue felt the weight. Despite his strong Cultivation, he was still outmatched by the sheer presence of the Queen of Jinling.

Realizing her blunder, Su Jiaojiao quickly clamped a hand over her mouth, her large eyes wide with feigned innocence.

Lately, in her attempt to win a bet with her cousin regarding restricted content, she had been researching various adult topics and had absorbed a great deal of scandalous information.

Furthermore, having recently spied on her cousin and mother during an intimate moment, she had been teasing them internally, leading her to blurt out those thoughts without thinking.

The somber mood turned into an uncomfortable silence. Chen Lingwei, Su Mengyun, and the sisters Su Jin Er and Su Xiu Er all flushed crimson, stealing glances at Wang Yue. Seeing his look of confusion, they relaxed slightly.

However, Wang Yue then asked, “What did Jiaojiao mean? Why did you stop her?”

“It is nothing. Jiaojiao simply meant that excessive beauty can lead to a tragic, short life,” Su Mengyun explained quickly, her powerful aura dissolving into shy embarrassment. “That is a foolish superstition, which is why I scolded her.”

Wang Yue chuckled. “That makes no sense. You are all remarkably beautiful, yet you are all thriving. And my mother, the most beautiful woman in history, produced a son as brilliant as me; she certainly isn't cursed with a short life.”

“Listen to you, you’ve even learned how to brag,” Su Mengyun joked.

Laughter filled the room, and the tension was successfully broken.

Su Mengyun watched Wang Yue with a hint of suspicion; something felt off. For her nephew to diffuse the situation so skillfully didn't seem like the work of a simpleton. Was it possible he understood exactly what Jiaojiao had implied?

At lunchtime, Wang Yue was served another meal of knifefish at his grandmother’s. Having eaten it daily, he was beginning to tire of the delicacy.

Following the meal, Wang Yue departed with Su Jin Er and Su Xiu Er to find Chu Mo, with Su Jiaojiao trailing them closely.

Once they were gone, Su Mengyun sat in thought for a moment before standing up and heading toward Wang Yuyao’s residence.

Today, Wang Yue, Wang Yuyao, and Su Jiaojiao all seemed peculiar to her.

Specifically, Su Jiaojiao’s words over the communication device came back to her. She hadn't thought much of it then, but looking at it now, the phrase “Wang Yuyao opposing Wang Yuyao” seemed highly suspicious.

She was determined to uncover the truth.

Meanwhile, the four youths left the Su Jiazhuang Manor and headed toward Chu Mo’s fitness club, planning to surprise her.

Wang Yue drove while engaging his cousins in conversation.

Su Jiaojiao, no longer feeling restrained by the presence of elders, became even more bold. Recently, she had been drifting away from her innocent persona toward a more worldly outlook. Before long, she was steering the conversation back to risky territory.

“Aunt Jin, Aunt Xiu, do you think my point made sense, or was Mother right?” Su Jiaojiao questioned.

“What are you talking about?” The sisters were initially confused.

Su Jiaojiao smirked. “You know... the part about beautiful women suffering.”

The sisters immediately recalled her comment about how beauty attracts men with bad intentions, and their faces burned with shame.

Discussing such things was embarrassing enough in private, let alone in front of Wang Yue.

They took comfort in the belief that their cousin was too naive to grasp the subtext; otherwise, they would have been tempted to leap from the moving car in mortification.

After a moment, Su Xiu finally answered, “I believe our mother was correct. That perspective is flawed. Everyone has their own destiny, and physical beauty doesn't dictate the course of one's life.”

“Indeed, people only think that because striking women garner more attention, so their tragedies are more widely discussed,” Su Jin added. “It's just 'survivor bias.'”

Su Jiaojiao felt a headache coming on. She thought, I’m trying to talk dirty, and you two want to have an academic debate? Fine then...

“I still stand by what I said. History proves that the more stunning a woman is, the more she attracts predators. Whether they use lies or strength, their aim is the same... to make her suffer.” Su Jiaojiao cast a glance at Wang Yue. “Some of these shameless bastards will even go after their own family.”

“But surely that is the exception, not the rule?” Su Jin countered, though she privately admitted her cousin had a point.

“It might be a minority for the world, but if it's happening to you, it's 100% of your reality,” Su Jiaojiao argued. “For instance, if my cousin were such a villain and wanted to make you both suffer... what would you do?”

“Stop talking nonsense; our cousin isn't like that,” Su Xiu snapped back, but an image suddenly filled her mind: her cousin holding her tenderly while they were both unclothed, using his 'instrument' to cause her a certain kind of suffering.

Su Xiu shook her head vigorously to dispel the sinful thought, but to her horror, she realized she wasn't repulsed by the fantasy; she actually felt a spark of yearning.

Beside her, Su Jin was experiencing the exact same vision, her reaction identical to her sister's.

Noticing her two aunts frozen in a daze, Su Jiaojiao gave Wang Yue a knowing, secret wink.