Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2077 - 406: The Third Leap of the Mortal Transformation Level 3

Wang Yue had figured it would require at least several days to get all the preparations in order, given the sheer number of individuals to manage one by one, a task that clearly demanded a lot of time.

Yet, Li Menglan's swiftness in executing the plans greatly surpassed what he had imagined.

It appeared his aunt was spot on—the servants showed even greater eagerness than he did. Naturally, this stemmed in part from their intrigue and longing for him, though it was more about demonstrating their devotion through such actions.

"Young master, all the arrangements are set. You simply need to remain here. I'll send them in one at a time," Li Menglan informed him upon their meeting. She guided Wang Yue into a compact chamber within the servants' living area, furnished with just a single bed.

Taking in the setup, Wang Yue managed a wry grin. "This makes me feel like some kind of courtesan, and not just any, but one lined up to receive guests sequentially, just lying in wait for their 'visits'."

Li Menglan chuckled as well. "For the benefit of your cultivation, young master, bear with this trial."

"If this qualifies as a trial, then likely every man alive would gladly embrace it," Wang Yue remarked with a sigh.

The servants in his home had been picked with great care.

By Wang Yue's own measure, each one qualified as a stunning beauty, rated at eighty points or higher.

To a typical fellow, intimacy with even one such enchantress would count as immense luck.

Yet here he was, facing the prospect of being 'entertained' by scores of such visions in succession. Word of this spreading would undoubtedly spark waves of jealousy.

Li Menglan grinned and suggested, "Young master, when they enter shortly, might you shut your eyes?"

"Why the need to shut my eyes?" Wang Yue inquired, baffled.

"I prefer you not commit their faces to memory," Li Menglan replied.

Wang Yue let out an amused laugh. "Never thought Sister Lan would fall prey to jealousy herself."

"Jealousy isn't the issue," Li Menglan stated firmly. "I'm concerned that a few might grow presumptuous from your favor, leading them to disregard the Wang family's protocols."

This concern held real weight. As the proverb notes, the same nourishment yields varied results in people. Though the household servants were wholly bound to the Wang family, they weren't soulless automatons. Everyone harbored their own ideas.

Bound by their ties to the household, betrayal wasn't on the table for them. Still, vying for position internally was a different story. Should any indulge in that, it might not spark chaos, but it could sour the general atmosphere, couldn't it?

Reflecting on it, Wang Yue endorsed Li Menglan's approach, though questions lingered. "Caution makes sense, but would merely shutting my eyes and avoiding their gaze truly address the matter?"

"Indeed, since I've instructed them that this affair doesn't include everyone. Thus, they remain unaware of who among them shares no connection with you. In their thoughts, your ignorance ensures no unfounded doubts arise." Li Menglan clarified.

"Hence, should they attempt to exploit it, your initial response would lean toward distrust rather than pity. Suspicion breeds restraint, curbing rash moves."

Her reasoning rang true and coherent, prompting Wang Yue to regard Li Menglan with fresh admiration. Beyond her superb coordination abilities, she grasped the nuances of human behavior. A true gem of capability.

"Sister Lan, keeping you solely for my personal care feels like squandering your potential," Wang Yue commented, beaming.

Li Menglan shuddered and murmured sorrowfully, "Young master, have you decided you no longer require Menglan's service?"

"Sister Lan, whatever gave you that idea? Your skills are too valuable for mere daily chores. Henceforth, remain at my side to assist with household matters," Wang Yue assured her, smiling.

"It's akin to shifting from personal aide to trusted confidante. Regardless of the title, you'll continue as my most intimate supporter."

"Understood, Menglan shall obey the young master's directives," Li Menglan responded, her face shifting swiftly from anxiety to delight.

To her, the nature of her duties mattered little; the key was proximity to the young master, aiding him as required, and maybe one day bearing his offspring.

Such a existence would represent her utmost joy.

"Incidentally, any indications of our little one on the way?" Wang Yue queried, eyeing Li Menglan's abdomen.

Li Menglan giggled softly. "Just a handful of days have passed, so signs are unlikely yet. Still, I sense its existence vividly." With those words, she caressed her midsection tenderly, exuding a warm maternal aura.

"Allow father a chance to connect too," Wang Yue urged, dropping to his knees before Li Menglan and pressing his ear to her belly.

Naturally, no sounds reached him that way, but through his chi perception, he detected the gradual nurturing of a small life within her.

Each pulse of that vital essence stirred profound emotions in him—a deep familial bond.

After a tender interval together, Li Menglan withdrew and noted, "Young master, I'll step out now to avoid hindering your crucial tasks."

Wang Yue nodded and retrieved a dark fabric from his spatial ring, binding it securely over his eyes. This visible blindfold proved far more convincing than mere closed lids, assuring all he truly couldn't see.

Admittedly, this served as mere show for others. Truthfully, at Wang Yue's cultivation stage, his nearby sensing rivaled visual sight in precision.

Blindfolded or not, he remained attuned to every motion in the space.

To feign blindness effectively, thoroughness was essential. Thus, after securing the cloth, Wang Yue reclined on the bed, opting to let the servants lead the way.

Soon enough, the initial servant arrived.

Via his awareness, Wang Yue 'observed' her form. She was a striking woman in her thirties or forties, her allure matching Li Menglan's without diminishment.

Among the Wang family's servants, she ranked as one of the finest. Her seasoned appeal outshone even Li Menglan's lingering youthful vibe.

Wang Yue recognized this servant intimately. She held a leading role among the maids, known to all as Sister Cui.

Sister Cui had served the Wang family for more than two decades. Her loyalty ran deep. Widowed after her spouse perished in a work mishap for the family over ten years back, she had no heirs, making the Wang household her sole refuge.

For a figure like Sister Cui, vital energy aside, Wang Yue would have sought to offer solace regardless.

But maintaining the pretense of blindness, he refrained from displaying his prowess early. Instead, he stayed still and silent, anticipating Sister Cui's approach.

Sister Cui stepped inside, brimming with eager anticipation.