Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2050 - 379: Empress Zhu Liyue 4

Today, the two sisters appeared to have put considerable effort into their appearances.

The older sister donned a light blue cheongsam that highlighted her slim physique to perfection. She complemented it with pale gray heels, which further emphasized her naturally long and elegant legs.

As she moved, glimpses of her legs sheathed in black stockings flickered into sight, lending her an aura of innocent temptation.

The younger sister's ensemble mirrored her sibling's in style, but her cheongsam came in sky blue with white stockings. She exuded a blend of cool elegance and purity, though her red heels hinted at the fiery passion she kept concealed.

Where the elder sister symbolized temptation wrapped in innocence, the younger one concealed her cravings behind a facade of composure.

Trailing after them came two women of similar age, whose appearances and builds were every bit as impressive as the sisters'.

One had flowing long hair, the other sported a short cut.

The long-haired woman opted for business-like clothing: a gray jacket over a knee-length black skirt.

Her slim legs were encased in nude stockings, paired with black heels. A soft smile graced her lovely features, making her instantly warm and inviting.

Conversely, the short-haired woman displayed a stern look. She chose a black tactical outfit that hugged her voluptuous form, contrasting sharply with her young vibe.

Her ample chest, rounded hips, and extended legs drew the eye without fail.

Spotting these two, Wang Yue's recollections from his previous life surged forth. He instantly identified them as Zhu Liyue, the rising star diva, and her aide and protector, Feng Xuan.

"Elder sister, second sister, Sister Zhu, Sister Feng!" Even before the quartet drew near, Wang Yaru raised her hand and greeted them warmly.

At the sight of the group, Wang Yalan and the other three hastened their steps, reaching the pavilion shortly.

"You’ve all arrived," Wang Yalan and Wang Yaning remarked, their minds drifting to the previous night's escapades. They had indulged in drink and crossed lines they later questioned.

Yet no regrets lingered, for that very night sparked their profound affection for their little brother. Though voicing it remained impossible, mere thoughts of it filled them with joy.

In particular, the sensation of his manhood in their mouths, his tongue exploring them, and his thick shaft stroking them to climax—that memory would endure forever, etching itself as one of life's most cherished moments.

"Elder sister, second sister, you both look stunning today," Wang Yue complimented with genuine warmth.

Noting the appreciation in his gaze, Wang Yalan and Wang Yaning blushed with a mix of embarrassment and delight. After all, women adorn themselves to captivate those they cherish.

They had done so hoping their brother would notice. Despite knowing their sibling bond barred any deeper connection, love drove their choices.

His praise now confirmed their preparations hadn't gone to waste.

As for matching outfits, their contrasting traits hadn't dimmed the tight bond forged in childhood.

In their current shared circumstances, they confided ideas and aligned on choices.

"Little Wang Yue, why compliment only your sisters? Don’t we look good too?" the long-haired woman teased with a grin.

"Sister Zhu, Sister Feng, hello," Wang Yue replied, smiling back.

"You used to call me Sister Yue all the time. What’s with Sister Zhu now?" Zhu Liyue inquired.

Feng Xuan felt taken aback. She recalled Wang Yue's past infatuation with Zhu Liyue, a mere fan's idol worship that had irked her nonetheless.

Yet today, the boy seemed matured overnight, creating an unexpected gap.

Unbeknownst to him, Wang Yue felt even more astonished than they did.

Though aware Zhu Liyue and Feng Xuan practiced martial arts, he had assumed their prowess matched his elder sisters' at best.

Now, through his sharpened insight, he discerned their abilities rivaled the initial Gui Zhen realm stage. It stunned him that such talents toiled as an entertainer and her aide.

Titles like celebrity or diva dazzled the masses, seeming lofty and distant. But noble clans viewed them differently—Mom Yan served as a prime case.

Back then, her fame rivaled Zhu Liyue's current stature, yet securing a foothold in the Wang family denied her true standing.

Given Zhu Liyue and Feng Xuan's cultivation, they could swiftly forge a faction surpassing Jinling's three great families.

For them, fame in entertainment meant demeaning their potential.

Admittedly, they might relish that existence, though such odds seemed remote.

Furthermore, Zhu Liyue and Feng Xuan emerged abruptly three years prior, shortly after the turmoil with the three major families.

Initially, it struck no one as unusual.

But knowing their actual cultivation now, Wang Yue deemed the timing suspiciously aligned.

With Jinling then swayed by some enigmatic power, the implication was clear: these women tied into that shadowy influence somehow.

Regarding alliance or foe, Wang Yue leaned toward adversary.

Had they been allies, strikes against the three families would have come swiftly.

Who could repel two Gui Zhen realm masters?

Beyond Chen Siying of the Chen clan, none might stand against them. And these were mere young women; elder powerhouses could overwhelm even her.

Still, alliance couldn't be dismissed outright. Perhaps caution or hidden motives stayed their hand against the families. Thus, Wang Yue resolved to mask his awareness and observe developments.

At minimum, through the ensuing three years of his prior life, they upheld amicable ties with the three clans.

In the scant month-plus since those years restarted, Wang Yue had advanced from a humble Lian Qi realm practitioner to a formidable Tui Fan realm force. Granted three years fully, he'd fear nothing.

All these reflections flashed in an instant. Responding to Zhu Liyue's query, Wang Yue grinned and stated, "Titles are mere names. If you prefer, I'll stick to Sister Yue."

Zhu Liyue paused briefly. Yet years navigating the cutthroat entertainment scene had honed her poise in any scenario.

She swiftly countered with a smile, "Fair enough. Anyway, what brings you here? If it's a game, mind if we tag along?"

Her casual pivot eased the tension from Wang Yue's reserved manner.

Just then, Wang Xiner, linked mentally to her brother, grasped his intent to probe Zhu Liyue and her companion.

She chimed in, "We’re doing hide-and-seek mixed with martial training. If you’d like to play..."

As she spoke, Wang Xiner scanned the arrivals. Save for Feng Xuan, the others—Wang Yalan, Wang Yaning, and Zhu Liyue—wore heels ill-suited for the activity.

Particularly Wang Yalan and Wang Yaning, in their revealing cheongsams; dashing about risked mishaps and unintended exposures.

Consequently, the sisters opted out right away. Zhu Liyue, however, brimmed with enthusiasm and dove into the fun with the rest. Wang Yue stayed put in the pavilion, chatting with his two aunts.

With the crowd dispersed earlier, it was unremarkable. But alone with Wang Yue now, Wang Yalan and Wang Yaning grew bashful. They eyed him warily, dreading any reference to last night's events. Thankfully, he skipped it, inquiring instead, "Elder sister and younger sister, what’s your take on Sister Zhu and Sister Feng?"

The pair exhaled in relief, though a subtle letdown stirred within. His query about their views on Zhu Liyue and Feng Xuan sparked faint jealousy.

"What’s this? Tired of just fangirling Liyue and aiming to chase her now?" Wang Yaning snapped with annoyance.

Wang Yue chuckled, replying, "Younger sister, what’s on your mind? Our home boasts plenty of beauties, none outshining them. If pursuing anyone, I’d look no further than here."

"Our home? Who do you mean?" Wang Yalan pressed, astonished.

Apart from aunts, uncles, and sisters-in-law, family ties bound everyone by blood.

Did he fancy a sister-in-law perhaps?

"Naturally, it’s you two," Wang Yue answered, beaming.

"You cheeky one, quit the playfulness!" Wang Yalan flushed, chiding lightly, "Is this something to jest about?"

"I mean it," Wang Yue affirmed earnestly.

"Elder sister’s so kind and thoughtful, younger sister carries a divine presence. To me, you’re the ideal models for a partner."

His words brought a rush of sweetness laced with sorrow to the sisters. Sweetness from their adored brother's vision of them as dream girls.

Sorrow from their blood bond, rendering any romance unattainable despite mutual love.

Though no master at wooing yet, Wang Yue knew enough to avoid overwhelming them at once, preferring gradual steps.

Even sensing their budding emotions, he refrained from haste. As siblings, rash moves could frighten them off.

Thus, he shifted gears promptly, saying, "Elder sister and younger sister, you still haven’t shared your thoughts. I sense those two aren’t everyday folks."

The sisters furrowed brows in contemplation. Wang Yalan ventured, "I find nothing off about them. They only mingled with us through our mother."