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 his own mother.

Confronted by such a mature, seductive, and breathtakingly radiant grandmother, his carnal urges completely overwhelmed any sense of familial piety.

Since the clock had not yet struck nine, the family members were at leisure. They gathered to exchange lighthearted stories, eventually reminiscing about the childhood mishaps of Wang Yue, Su Jin’er, Su Xiu’er, and Su Jiaojiao.

As the conversation flowed, the topic shifted naturally toward the early years of Su Mengyun.

“Grandma, Aunty, could you tell me what my mom was like when she was young?” Wang Yue seized the opening to inquire.

“Why do you want to know that?” Su Mengyun countered.

“I’ve always felt that my mother isn't naturally cold. To Xin’er and me, at least, she has always been the most devoted mother imaginable,” Wang Yue remarked.

“I’ve heard snippets from Aunty about my mother’s youth, but she was too small back then and only recalls fragments.”

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

They were all intrigued. After all, the Second Auntie was legendary, hailed as the "most beautiful woman of all time"; surely her life was filled with drama. Yet, her existence seemed remarkably dull, functioning with the precision of a robot—her entire thirty-six-year history could practically be condensed into a single sentence.

“Since your Aunty has already mentioned it, there is no point in keeping secrets. Your mother was indeed a different person in her youth. Among us all, she was the most brilliant, spirited, and charming. She possessed a vibrant energy and could charm anyone she met,” Su Mengyun recollected.

“Mom, if she was like that, why did Second Auntie become so withdrawn later? It’s as if she’s a person without any emotions,” Su Xiu’er couldn’t help but ask.

Su Mengyun sighed and shook her head. “To be precise, Yue’er’s mother is your Third Auntie. Before her, there was an identical twin sister…”

Su Mengyun then began to recount the events of that era.

Once the tale concluded, a heavy silence descended upon the living room.

With eyes turning misty, Chen Lingwei lamented, “It’s all my fault. If I had been firmer back then, perhaps this tragedy could have been avoided.”

“Mom, how could you blame yourself?” Su Mengyun consoled her.

“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 volunteered to sacrifice herself to maintain our family's honor, the three great clans of Jinling might have been wiped out entirely.”

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

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

However, Su Jiaojiao remarked, “That Yang family is incredibly cold-hearted. Second Auntie has been with them for so long, yet they never even permitted her to send a single letter home. It’s a total sign of disrespect.”

Wang Yue tightened his grip, his knuckles turning white. “Don’t worry. It won’t be long before I have gathered enough strength. We will go to the Yang family. If Second Auntie is living well, then we shall leave it at that. But if she has suffered even a shred of mistreatment, I will personally demand justice!”

Hearing Wang Yue’s declaration, Grandma and Auntie reacted just as Little Auntie had; they were startled and quickly urged, “Yue, don’t be impulsive.

The Yang family is a sacred pillar of the martial arts world; their power is beyond comprehension. If you provoke them recklessly, you will invite disaster.”

Wang Yue offered a calm smile. “Don’t worry. I won’t move against the Yang family until I am absolutely certain of my own power.”

In that instant, Wang Yue seemed transformed in the eyes of the six women. His unwavering confidence when he said “certain” was profoundly striking, causing their hearts to flutter with a strange intensity.

That aura, however, vanished in less than three seconds. Wang Yue quickly returned to his facade of an innocent, simple boy. Wang Yuyao and Su Jiaojiao, who were well aware of his hidden depths, silently scoffed: This little devil is a master of deception.

“Grandma, Auntie, could you share more details about my Second Auntie?” Wang Yue asked once more. He felt a deep sense of debt and fascination regarding this legendary figure and longed to understand her better.

“Chen Er…” Chen Lingwei mused, “She and your mother are mirror images, just like Jin Er and Xiu Er. When they are still, even I, their mother, struggle to distinguish them. But Chen Er lacked Yan Er’s restlessness; she was more poised and deeply protective of her sister. The connection between them was…”

As memories of her twin daughters' agonizing separation surfaced, Chen Lingwei’s voice broke, and she was unable to continue.

Su Mengyun picked up the thread. “Indeed, your Second Auntie was both soft-hearted and incredibly strong-willed. Even though I am several years older, everyone looked up to her as if she were the eldest sister of the group.”

From the anecdotes shared by his elders, Wang Yue formed a picture: Brilliant, kind, spirited, and deeply loyal—this was the true nature of his mother and her sisters.

It was tragic that the scars of the past had forced Auntie, his mother, and Little Auntie to adopt personas that were the polar opposite of their true selves. He wondered if Second Auntie had been forced to do the same.

While the room was draped in melancholy, Su Jiaojiao suddenly blurted out, “If Second Auntie and Third Auntie look exactly the same, doesn't that mean there are two 'greatest beauties' in the world? So which one is actually number one?”

The innocence of the question broke the tension, drawing a round of laughter. Su Mengyun teased, “Jiaojiao, you should focus on your own ‘eighteen transformations’ as you grow up. Maybe you can surpass them both and claim the title yourself.”

“Is that really something you can achieve through hard work?” Su Jiaojiao dismissed the idea. “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 predatory men will start hunting her?”

“Jiaojiao, watch your tongue!” Su Mengyun snapped. The formidable aura she had honed over years of leadership suddenly flared, exerting a heavy pressure on everyone in the room—Wang Yue included. Even with his high Cultivation, he was still outmatched by the sheer presence of the Queen of Jinling.

Realizing her blunder, Su Jiaojiao instantly covered her mouth, her large eyes wide with feigned innocence.

Over the last ten days, in her quest to win a wager with her cousin regarding adult content, she had immersed herself in various taboo subjects and read a great deal of questionable material.

Furthermore, having recently spied on her cousin and mother during their intimate moments, she had been mentally teasing them, causing those words to slip out unintentionally.

The mournful mood shifted into an uncomfortable awkwardness. Chen Lingwei, Su Mengyun, and the sisters Su Jin Er and Su Xiu Er all felt their faces heat up as they stole glances at Wang Yue. Seeing his look of total bewilderment, they breathed a small sigh of relief.

But then, Wang Yue spoke up: “What did Jiaojiao mean by that? Why did you cut her off?”

“It’s nothing. Jiaojiao just meant that excessive beauty can lead to a troubled, short life,” Su Mengyun explained quickly, her powerful aura dissolving into shy fluster. “That’s a superstitious idea, which is why I corrected her.”

Wang Yue chuckled. “That makes no sense at all. All of you are stunningly beautiful, and you all seem perfectly healthy. And my mother, the greatest beauty in history, has a son as talented as me; clearly, her life isn't lacking.”

“You little rascal, you’ve certainly learned how to brag,” Su Mengyun joked.

Laughter filled the room again, and the awkwardness was successfully buried.

Su Mengyun watched Wang Yue with a trace of suspicion; something felt off. For her nephew to diffuse the tension so smoothly didn't quite match the behavior of a simpleton. Was it possible he truly didn't grasp the subtext of Jiaojiao's words?

At lunchtime, Wang Yue was served another lavish meal of knifefish at his grandmother’s home. Having eaten the delicacy daily for nearly a week, he was starting to lose his appetite for it.

Once lunch concluded, Wang Yue prepared to depart with Su Jin Er and Su Xiu Er to visit Chu Mo, with Su Jiaojiao trailing closely behind.

After their departure, Su Mengyun sat in contemplation for a moment before standing up and making her way toward Wang Yuyao’s residence.

Between Wang Yue, Wang Yuyao, and Su Jiaojiao, everyone seemed to be acting out of character today.

She specifically recalled Su Jiaojiao’s cryptic words on the comms. At the moment, she hadn't dwelled on it, but looking back at the phrase “Wang Yuyao opposing Wang Yuyao”… there was definitely something hidden there.

She was determined to uncover the truth.

Meanwhile, after leaving the Su Jiazhuang Manor, the group of four headed straight for Chu Mo’s fitness club, planning to catch her by surprise.

Wang Yue took the wheel, conversing with his cousins as he drove.

Su Jiaojiao, no longer feeling restricted by the presence of elders, became even more brazen in her speech. Having recently veered off the path of innocence toward a more worldly outlook, it wasn't long before her conversation took a provocative turn.

“Aunt Jin, Aunt Xiu, do you think my point was valid, or does Mom have the right idea?” Su Jiaojiao inquired.

“About what?” The sisters were initially confused.

Su Jiaojiao gave a mischievous laugh. “You know… the thing about beautiful women having difficult lives.”

The sisters immediately recalled her comment about how beauty attracts men with "bad intentions," and their faces flushed with deep embarrassment.

Such a scandalous topic was enough to make them blush in private, let alone being discussed openly in front of Wang Yue.

They took comfort in the belief that their cousin was too naive to understand the implications; otherwise, they would have been tempted to leap from the moving vehicle in shame.

After a moment, Su Xiu managed to reply, “I believe our mother is correct. That way of thinking is flawed. Everyone's destiny is their own, and physical beauty doesn't dictate one's path.”

“Exactly. People only think that way because beautiful women draw more focus, particularly when their stories are tragic; those tales travel faster,” Su Jin added. “It’s essentially just ‘survivor bias.’”

Su Jiaojiao felt her head spin at their logic. She thought, I’m trying to talk dirty, and you two want to turn this into a lecture? Fine then…

“I still stand by what I said. History proves that the more attractive a woman is, the more she attracts predators. Whether through lies or brute force, their aim is the same… to make the woman suffer.” Su Jiaojiao said, shooting a meaningful look at Wang Yue. “Some of these shameless bastards will even go after their own family members.”

“But surely that’s a rare exception?” Su Jin replied, though she secretly admitted her cousin’s words carried a certain weight.

“It might be rare for the public, but for the woman in that situation, it’s 100% of her reality,” Su Jiaojiao argued. “For instance, if my cousin here was one of those bad men and wanted to make you both suffer… how would you even react?”

“Stop talking nonsense; our cousin isn't like that,” Su Xiu snapped back, but an unwanted image suddenly seared into her mind: her cousin holding her tenderly, both of them stripped bare, as he prepared to inflict that specific kind of “suffering.”

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

Nearby, Su Jin was experiencing an identical internal struggle, her reaction mirroring her sister’s perfectly.

Noticing her two aunts frozen in a state of shock, Su Jiaojiao gave Wang Yue a quick, conspiratorial wink.