Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2105 - 434: The Mad Auntie 2

She had always been a resolute woman, maintaining composure from her career, refusing to sacrifice her beliefs merely to preserve appearances. Yet, facing Wang Yue, she struggled to turn him down. Deep inside, she even viewed his generosity toward her and her daughter as entirely fitting.

She remained unaware of her own sentiments.

Having toyed with the space ring for some time, the two young girls at last directed their gaze to the porcelain vase Wang Yue had produced. They questioned, "Brother Tiezhu, what is this?"

"This is known as 'Immortal Drunkness,' much like liquor," Wang Yue explained. "However, its alcohol won't damage the mind. Actually, it aids a martial artist's mental focus. Thus, it's safe for you to sample some."

Zhou Yifei was familiar with Immortal Drunkness, recognizing it as an extravagant good beyond the reach of most affluent people. Yet, since Wang Yue had freely offered the space ring, sharing some Immortal Drunkness appeared perfectly reasonable to her.

Furthermore, based on her knowledge, Immortal Drunkness indeed matched Wang Yue's description—it caused no harm and even enhanced mental concentration. Therefore, she ceased her objections, allowing Wang Yue to mix the tiny bottle of Immortal Drunkness, filling a cup for each of the four.

The moment the wine entered the cups, the two young girls sipped right away and let out a deep breath, exclaiming, "It smells so good!"

With that, they each took another sip.

Wang Yue chuckled, "Oh dear, I might end up with two little wine lovers on my hands."

Zhou Yifei observed her daughters' enthusiasm for the drink and found herself smiling warmly.

Next, she sampled a sip herself and had to concede that Immortal Drunkness truly earned its fame. Even watered down, it surpassed every wine she'd ever sampled.

Initially, the small bottle of Immortal Drunkness held two liang of wine. Wang Yue thinned it to two jin, diluting it ten times over. Still, given the superior nature of the source, the tenfold dilution left it potent nonetheless.

The two young girls, new to alcohol, drank with haste. After consuming roughly one liang apiece, they could no longer stay awake and dozed off at the table.

Zhou Yifei herself experienced a mild buzz.

Her alcohol tolerance was robust, which emboldened her to share drinks with Wang Yue. But unfamiliar with Immortal Drunkness, she underestimated its potency.

With the two girls now sleeping, Wang Yue and Zhou Yifei lifted them and carried them to the guest room for rest. Afterward, they returned to the dining table.

"Auntie Zhou, allow me to propose another toast," Wang Yue said, refilling Zhou Yifei's cup before lifting his own.

Zhou Yifei already felt a touch intoxicated, and after standing and walking about, her inebriation deepened. As Wang Yue prepared yet another toast, she burst into laughter and queried, "Young fellow, you've been charming Pingping and Tingting, and now you're aiming to intoxicate me. Any hidden agenda?"

"What hidden agenda would that be?" Wang Yue replied.

He'd harbored no such notions toward Zhou Yifei earlier, never even considering that angle. But her question sparked a faint stir in his heart.

The prior lack of interest stemmed from their initial encounter's context: she was a wedded woman, and he wouldn't disrupt another's household.

Guided by this mindset, his instincts stayed proper, free of any stray desires.

Things had shifted now. Zhou Yifei was married, yes, but her "spouse" was Wang Yue's uncle, absent for three years, unlikely to return for another three, and possibly gone forever.

Under these circumstances, shattering a family posed no real concern.

More crucially, Wang Yue harbored deviant inclinations. The nearer the relation to a woman, the stronger his urges.

He hadn't bedded his aunt yet!

Though Wang Yuyao counted as his aunt, she was mainly so through marriage, lacking full purity.

At present, his aunt, various aunts, uncles, and even mother-in-law had all shared his bed. In his roster of generational conquests, just one genuine aunt remained unclaimed.

He'd assumed that slot forever empty, but Zhou Yifei's presence could complete it.

As a result, Wang Yue's look toward Zhou Yifei altered abruptly.

Zhou Yifei had no inkling she'd turned into prey for this deviant. She continued her tipsy laughter, saying, "Get me drunk for some mischief? Don't say you harbor such ideas."

"And if I do?" Wang Yue probed cautiously.

"That would be a crime, rape," Zhou Yifei stated.

"What if you consent willingly?" Wang Yue pressed, subtly channeling his true energy to stir her passions.

"Still rape," Zhou Yifei replied. "Since you'd sway me into agreement while impaired, overriding my true intent."

"What if you plead for it?" Wang Yue grinned.

"That wouldn't qualify, as pleading implies awareness, avoiding rape charges." Zhou Yifei beamed sweetly. "Though that's out of the question. Women, like men, favor looks. You're too plain. Sure, you offer reliability, but no spark of romance."

Zhou Yifei meant no offense to Wang Yue; she worried he might truly scheme something nefarious. Her aim was to caution him, steering this likable youth from error.

Yet, right after her words, Wang Yue's features transformed. From a plain youth, he morphed into a strikingly handsome lad, outshining many females.

"Does this stir your emotions?" Wang Yue inquired, reverting to his usual form.

Zhou Yifei stared in astonishment, jabbing a finger at him. "You... you're Wang Yue!"

She at last grasped why her daughters warmed to him and why she instinctively trusted him. He was Su Mingxuan's nephew.

It's often said nephews mirror their uncles, and so it proved. Despite Wang Yue's altered looks bearing no surface resemblance to Su Mingxuan, a core essence linked them deeply.

Without seeking it, the likeness evades notice. But upon recognition, their similarity shines clear.

Wang Yue smiled and nodded. "Indeed, auntie."

"What did you just call me?" Zhou Yifei asked, stunned.

"Auntie," Wang Yue affirmed. "After all, Pingping and Tingting's father is my uncle, Su Mingxuan."

"So you've known all along," Zhou Yifei murmured with a sigh, tinged with letdown.

Though she'd never envisioned intimacy with Wang Yue, his care for her and her daughters had delighted her.

Now, however, it appeared his affection arose solely from deference to Su Mingxuan. The outcome stayed unchanged, yet the revelation brought a pang of regret.