Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1986 - 315: Auntie’s Reverse Deduction 3

Zhang Hongtao—the current patriarch of the Jinling Zhang family often referred to as "Zhang Lao San"—was in high spirits. He moved through the crowd with an air of immense pride, speaking graciously with various faction representatives who had gathered to win his favor.

His gaze suddenly landed on a solitary figure resting in a quiet corner. With a cold smirk, Zhang Hongtao began to walk toward him.

"Brother Chu, I’m surprised to see you here. Your arrival truly brings honor to the Zhang family," Zhang Hongtao remarked mockingly as he reached Chu Kuo.

Chu Kuo rose to his feet, managing a strained smile. "Why the formality, Brother Zhang? We are in-laws. Naturally, I would attend a family gathering of this importance."

"In-laws?" Zhang Hongtao let out a sharp sneer. "I wouldn't dare claim such a connection. It is common knowledge that your daughter has become entangled with the Young Master of the Wang family. If our Zhang family remained complacent, that man might have wiped us out. He possesses the strength to slay those at the Tianyuan realm with a single blow."

"My daughter was simply misled by Wang Yue. She is young and foolish," Chu Kuo replied with humility. "Rest assured, Brother Zhang, I have placed her under house arrest. She will not be permitted to step outside until she is officially married into your family."

"Married into our family? Do you honestly believe I would accept a second-hand woman? What a joke!" Zhang Qingtian suddenly appeared, confronting Chu Kuo with a blunt challenge.

Rage flared within Chu Kuo, but he suppressed it for the sake of his clan’s survival. He forced a grimace that barely resembled a smile.

"Nephew, you are mistaken. Though my daughter was tricked into following Wang Yue, I am certain she maintained her virtue. Furthermore, the three daughters of the Su Family accompanied them at all times. Even if they had the inclination, they never had the opportunity, did they?"

"Are you trying to convince me she hasn't been touched?" Zhang Qingtian sneered. "Even if she hasn't, she was engaged to me yet chose to run off with another man. Even if her body is pure, her heart has already strayed. Why would I want such a woman?"

Upon hearing Zhang Qingtian’s declaration, not only Chu Kuo but many of the surrounding guests felt a wave of contempt. Zhang Qingtian's reputation was well-known; he had likely cycled through hundreds of women. For him to demand absolute purity was the height of hypocrisy.

However, Zhang Hongtao supported his son. He added, "He is right. The Zhang family cannot welcome a woman of questionable chastity. However, your daughter is undeniably beautiful. If she were to serve as my son’s concubine or plaything, I doubt he would refuse. Isn't that right, Tian?"

Zhang Qingtian had long desired Chu Mo, both for her stunning looks and her status as one of the "Twelve Beauties of Jinling," purely to feed his ego and lust. He quickly agreed with his father’s suggestion. Nodding, he said, "You’re right, Father. I don't care about her beauty, but I will do this out of respect for Uncle Chu."

The father and son duo worked in tandem to finalize the arrangement, though their goals differed. While Zhang Qingtian only wanted Chu Mo’s body, Zhang Hongtao was playing a deeper political game.

While Chu Kuo could be bullied, it was unwise to destroy the relationship entirely. The Chu family remained a significant power. Once the three major families were dealt with, the Zhang family would need their cooperation to maintain order.

Eliminating the Chu family alongside the other major powers was an option, but it would terrify the other martial forces in Jinling. If morale collapsed, ruling over them would become impossible.

"If that is the consensus, we shall proceed this way. I trust my nephew will treat my daughter well," Chu Kuo conceded without much resistance.

He knew that even if Chu Mo stayed with Wang Yue, she would never have a legitimate status. Setting aside personal feelings, the Chu family was destined to be labeled as "social climbers" regardless. If they had to align with someone, it should be the strongest party.

Compared to the Zhang family, the three major families of Jinling were relatively weak. Though the local Zhang branch seemed small, they were a direct extension of the formidable Tianhai Zhang family. There was no true comparison.

Pleased by Chu Kuo’s cooperation, the Zhang father and son immediately resumed their friendly facade toward him.

Aside from the martial artists, another group remained wide awake: the spies from the three major families.

They were tasked with reporting every movement within the Zhang residence. Whether Zhang Lingfeng took charge or the major families faced a crisis, the Jinling Zhang family was the eye of the storm.

Furthermore, they meticulously recorded every guest who visited the Zhang manor that day.

After spending another intoxicating night wrapped in his mother's luscious legs and being tightly embraced by her enticing vagina, Wang Yue was jolted awake the next morning by his vibrating phone.

"Auntie?" Wang Yue checked the caller ID, feeling puzzled. The sun hadn't even fully risen yet. Why would she be calling so early?

As soon as he picked up, Su Mengyun’s voice cut in before he could greet her: "Get over here right now. I’m waiting for you at the house."

She ended the call before Wang Yue could say a word.

Wang Yue sat there, completely baffled.

Su Mengyan, also woken by the noise, asked, "What’s happening?"

"Auntie told me to come over immediately. She sounded incredibly urgent but didn't give any details," Wang Yue explained.

"It likely concerns the Zhang family. You should go," Su Mengyan said, parting her legs to allow her son’s penis to slide out of her.

Wang Yue felt a pang of regret. His plans for a morning workout were once again interrupted.

He sat up reluctantly, taking a moment to admire his mother’s breathtaking form. He leaned down for a quick kiss before finally leaving the bed.

Su Mengyan leaned in and pressed a kiss against Wang Yue’s penis, whispering with a smirk, "I'll see you tonight, my little husband."

Wang Yue blinked in surprise. "Mom, what did you just call it?"

"Little husband," Su Mengyan giggled. "Since you are my eldest son, he is my little husband."

"But we are the same person. Why is he the little husband while I can't be the big husband?" Wang Yue asked, feigning offense.

"You are my son and my beloved. He is the one who provides me pleasure. Naturally, he is the little husband," Su Mengyan replied playfully.

"Fine. A husband’s purpose is to satisfy his wife’s vagina," Wang Yue joked. "Since he’s the little husband, I’ll make sure he does his duty tonight!"

"You naughty boy, always obsessed with pleasing your mother's vagina," Su Mengyan sighed. "I’ve given you everything already. Are you still not satisfied?"

"Never. I won't be satisfied until I can pleasure your vagina every single day," Wang Yue declared confidently. "One day, I’ll be your husband in every sense!"

He dashed out of the room before his mother could lecture him.

Left alone, Su Mengyan felt a moment of stunned silence. She hadn't expected such persistence from her son. Should she just stop resisting and let him have his way with her as he desired?

However, she worried about his future. It would be wonderful if his love remained this intense, but if he ever felt regret, the weight of an incestuous affair with his mother would haunt him forever.

She decided to wait. If his feelings remained unchanged even after he met other women, she would finally surrender to him completely.

Meanwhile, Wang Yue left his mother’s home, grabbed his car from the garage, and sped toward the Su estate.

As he drove, his confusion deepened. His aunt was usually the epitome of composure; she was famous for remaining calm even when the world was falling apart.

Why had she sounded so frantic? She hadn't even waited for his confirmation before hanging up.

Her behavior was undeniably bizarre. Had something catastrophic occurred?

Anxious, Wang Yue considered calling his cousin for information, but he was already on his way. He decided to focus on driving, pushing the car to its absolute limit.

The Wang residence was in the east and the Su residence in the west, with the heart of Jinling City lying between them.

Despite the early hour, the streets were beginning to fill. Wang Yue ignored the traffic and tore down the main road at high speeds.

His reckless driving caught many eyes—the sight of a Wang family vehicle racing toward the Su mansion at dawn suggested a major event was unfolding.

The martial arts circles were particularly alert.

With the Tianhai Zhang family expected at any moment, this sudden movement between the Wang and Su families suggested a new variable in the power struggle.

Wang Yue arrived at the Su mansion in record time. The gatekeepers recognized his car and immediately granted him entry.

The estate appeared perfectly tranquil, which eased his mind slightly but only added to his perplexity. If everything was fine, why the urgent call?

Seeking answers, Wang Yue headed to his aunt’s private quarters. He noticed the courtyard gate and the front door were both slightly open.

Entering the courtyard, he called out, "Aunt, I’ve arrived."

Bang!

The courtyard gate slammed shut and locked on its own. As soon as he stepped into the house, the front door followed suit.

A sense of dread washed over him. "Aunt? Where are you?"

"In here. Come to the bedroom," Su Mengyun’s voice drifted from the back of the house.

Wang Yue felt a surge of suspicion. Had an assassin or a powerful master captured his aunt and set a trap for him?

But "fortune favors the bold." Rather than retreating, Wang Yue charged toward the bedroom, threw open the door, and scanned for threats. He froze instantly.

There was no assassin. Instead, sprawled across the large bed was a woman of breathtaking sensuality.

She wore red high heels on her petite feet, and her long, shapely legs were wrapped in sheer black crystal stockings that disappeared under her skirt.

A tiny black miniskirt barely covered her rounded, firm buttocks. Her midriff was exposed, showing off skin as smooth as polished jade.

Her generous breasts were barely contained by thin scraps of fabric that barely veiled her nipples.

She lay on her side, propped up by one arm, her other hand resting on her hip. One leg was bent just enough for Wang Yue to see the slight bulge of her underwear.

Most shocking of all was the identity of this provocative woman: it was Su Mengyun, the legendary matriarch of the Su family and Wang Yue’s own aunt.