Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women Chapter 659 Colder.. The Better...

Immediately after the car began to move, Ruth's phone chimed with an incoming call. Upon answering, she inquired with palpable urgency, "Luis, are you all alright?"

"What's the matter?"

Hearing the evident anxiety in her voice, Luis found himself utterly perplexed.

Ruth, on the verge of tears with worry, explained, "There was a massive pileup on the highway ramp leading to the capital! I've been checking the news constantly, but I can't find any sign of your car."

What kind of dreadful luck was this?

Not only Luis, but Ariana and Leah, seated in the back, were equally taken aback.

Leah, reacting with swiftness, grabbed her phone to search the local news outlets. It wasn't long before she discovered reports of a multi-vehicle collision involving over ten cars on the highway on-ramp.

While there were no fatalities, the incident had created an immense backlog, completely immobilizing traffic for miles...

Luis responded with remarkable speed, adopting a slightly feigned tone of complaint. "We're fine. The traffic was already backed up as we were about to merge onto the highway. The instant we realized something was amiss, we U-turned immediately."

"Right now, we're actually debating whether to ditch the car here and take the train instead."

"Thank heavens, as long as you're all safe."

Ruth's tone shifted, tinged with a hint of displeasure. "Luis, with an incident like this occurring today, it clearly signals it's an inauspicious day for outings. You really shouldn't go."

Her pronouncement was uncharacteristically firm. His aunt-in-law, typically so placid and gentle, was clearly expressing her deep-seated worry through this stern admonition.

Before Luis could utter a word, the voice of his mother-in-law, Ruth, blared through the phone, her tone frantic and rapid-fire:

"Son-in-law, this is a calamity that should not befall you! Your mother is already at home offering prayers to the heavens. You should heed your aunt's advice as well."

"If it pertains to crucial business, postpone it until tomorrow. If your intention was merely a recreational outing with the two young ladies, then there is absolutely no need to proceed."

"Please, don't cause me and your aunt undue distress. Do you understand? If anything were to happen to you, how could we possibly continue living..."

As the conversation reached this juncture, the trio exchanged perplexed glances.

Their initial plan had been to feign a trip to the capital as a pretext, intending to stay out all night and secure a hotel room to indulge in their desires. Little did they anticipate such an unforeseen event. It was truly peculiar.

The mother-in-law's insistence was particularly potent...

From their perspective, such an occurrence signified a clear warning against venturing out. It was a common sentiment, particularly for those who had become parents, to harbor a degree of superstition.

Faced with their overwhelming concern, Luis found himself with no alternative but to acquiesce.

Yet, Ruth remained unconvinced of their compliance. "Your aunt and I will be returning home shortly. You three are absolutely not permitted to stay out excessively late, understand?"

"Don't worry!!"

Ever since their intimate encounter, his mother-in-law had adopted a decidedly more submissive demeanor, exhibiting a rare tenderness. This newfound assertiveness, a veiled form of concern, rendered him unable to harbor any genuine resentment.

If anyone was truly disappointed, it was undoubtedly Leah. However, she dared not defy her mother at this moment.

"Well, it appears we must obediently return home tonight. What culinary delights do you two fancy?"

Luis checked the time; it was nearing nine o'clock. He posed the question.

Leah pouted, her lips pursed, remaining silent. Her enthusiasm had likely waned now that their nocturnal plans were seemingly thwarted.

However, Ariana, her cheeks flushing, admitted, "I've been feeling hungry for quite some time. I'd like some barbecue."

"Barbecue it is!"

Leah, who had been sulking, felt her spirits instantly uplift when she caught Luis's surreptitious, mischievous wink. She understood perfectly that her brother-in-law harbored some illicit intentions.

That scoundrel, that incorrigible brother-in-law, understood her desires so well and was even willing to assist her. The thought caused the younger sister-in-law's heart to nearly melt. She felt as though she had discovered a devoted confidant.

"Let's head back home to eat. That way, we won't be interrupted mid-meal by incessant phone calls!"

Both young women vehemently agreed with this suggestion.

Presently, the aunt and mother-in-law were in a state of extreme agitation. The mother-in-law, in particular, possessed an inherently high-strung disposition. If they didn't return promptly, their phones would undoubtedly be besieged with calls.

Coincidentally, they hadn't yet sampled the cuisine at that newly opened Northeastern barbecue establishment. Luis steered the car back home, and they proceeded to carry their purchased goods upstairs, moving with the stealth of pilferers.

A collective sentiment permeated them all. Should their mother lay eyes on the sheer volume of their purchases, even without knowing the cost, she would undoubtedly deliver a stern lecture.

Being so young, there was something especially endearing about their secretive little acts.

It was already past nine o'clock, and hunger pangs had set in, so Luis led them downstairs. The initial chaotic rush from the first few days of opening had subsided, meaning the business wasn't overwhelmingly frantic anymore.

However, the establishment was still thriving. With additional staff hired, they could comfortably manage the customer flow, a clear indication that the food was quite appealing.

"We'll have three skewers of grilled chicken wings, one portion of boiled tripe with extra cow throat, ten beef skewers, ten skewers of beef tendon, ten skewers of beef gristle. And also, two orders each of the deep-fried lamb testicles and lamb penis..."

The two young girls rattled off their order. Once the server had finished jotting it down, they inquired, "And for drinks?"

"A mug of draft beer for me, please."

Luis then turned to the other two and asked, "What about you two? Juice or soda?"

"Who drinks soda? I'm not a child anymore," Leah retorted.

Catching Luis's subtle cue, Leah immediately shot him a look before declaring, "I want draft beer too. Guoguo, you're still young, so a Coke will be fine for you."

Although Ariana presented an image of innocent cuteness on the surface, her true nature was that of a spirited tomboy. Compounded by her age – a period marked by heightened sensitivity, vanity, and a preoccupation with appearances – such a remark was bound to provoke a reaction.

The younger cousin immediately pouted, scoffing dismissively, "You little brat, you're only a few months older than me. Stop acting so mature."

Leah replied in a feignedly innocent tone, "I am a high school student, you know. And I genuinely am older than you."

"If I hadn't failed that year, I'd be in high school too. How much older can you really be? Sure, your chest is bigger. But what's so great about being a few months older?"

Ariana slammed her hand on the table, proclaiming, "I want draft beer, too. A big one, a huge mug."

Leah playfully taunted her, "Ooh, so bold. Can you even handle your alcohol? You won't be needing me to drag you upstairs later, will you?"

"Get lost. If anyone's carrying me, it'll be my brother-in-law. Do you even have the strength for that?"

"You should worry about yourself. If you end up throwing up everywhere later, you'll be the talk of the neighborhood tonight."

When these two were together, their interactions were characterized by constant bickering, much like two affectionate rivals. In contrast to the warm, gentle feeling she experienced with Avery, sparring with her younger cousin felt like a relentless barrage from a machine gun.

Leah rolled her eyes and added, "I want mine ice-cold. Barbecue just isn't the same without ice-cold beer to wash it down."

"I agree. The colder, the better!"

Ariana readily concurred.

The sight of young girls trying to emulate adults was undeniably charming. Even the server, an auntie, couldn't suppress a chuckle, likely finding the antics of these two amusing.

Just as the mugs of draft beer were placed on the table, Luis's phone rang once more. "Hello, Aunt? We've returned home."

"We're having barbecue downstairs right now. If you don't believe me, feel free to come and see for yourselves."

Precisely as Luis had anticipated, had they not humbly returned, they would never have enjoyed a moment of peace.

"There's no need. Your mother mentioned she spotted your car."

"You proceed with your meal. Your mother and I have already completed our necessary purchases and are heading to offer our prayers."

They were treating this situation with the gravity of a major crisis. In their minds, escaping the pileup was undeniable proof of divine protection.

Having already acquired a roasted chicken and other offerings, they were now en route home to pay respects to the local guardian deity. This action clearly demonstrated the extent of their prior anxieties.