Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2000 - 329: Family Feast 5

This particular imagery carried a far more potent visual impact. Within Liu Ruoshi’s slightly wandering thoughts, the mental pictures grew increasingly vivid. She downed a glass of wine in a single gulp and remarked with a hint of annoyance, "Let whoever wants to guess do so."

"Grandmother, the answer to this is clearly simple—it is about brushing one's teeth," Wang Yaru responded without hesitation.

Liu Ruoshi felt a brief moment of surprise. Indeed, the riddle described brushing teeth. However, being asked such a thing felt somewhat peculiar to her.

It had been more than three decades since she broke through to the Earthly Barrier realm, and from that moment onward, she had no physical requirement to brush her teeth, cleanse her face, or bathe.

In contrast, her granddaughters were either still within the Qi Refining realm or had only recently advanced. Because they still maintained their daily hygiene routines, the answer came to them more naturally.

One could not truly fault Xue Yan, though. From a logical standpoint, it was undeniably a straightforward question.

Even though the wine and her internal Qi had left Liu Ruoshi in a heightened state of excitement, she found the mildly suggestive atmosphere somewhat pleasant, having suppressed such desires for a very long time. Nevertheless, her character remained disciplined and somewhat traditional.

With the younger generation present, her natural instinct was to stop the mood from becoming too scandalous. Thus, she declared, "That is enough. Let us cease these guessing games and try something different."

"Why don't we play the 'Emperor Game'?" Wang Xin’er proposed immediately.

"And what exactly is the Emperor Game?" Liu Ruoshi inquired.

Producing nine playing cards from an unknown source, Wang Xin’er clarified, "We have nine cards numbered from 2 to 10. The 2 is the lowest, while the 10 holds the highest authority. Each participant pulls a card. The person who draws the 10 is designated the Emperor.

Those holding cards from 9 down to 3 serve as officials from the first to the seventh rank. The individual with the 2 is the commoner. A seventh-rank official has the power to order the commoner to perform a task.

A sixth-rank official can command both a seventh-rank official and the commoner to do something together, and so it continues. Once everyone has exercised their authority, we deal the cards again."

The group found the concept intriguing and consented to play. The opening round of drawing began.

"Who is the commoner?" Wang Xin’er asked once all the cards were held.

Displaying her card with the number 2, Xue Yan replied, "I am."

"Who holds the rank of seventh-rank official?" Wang Xin’er questioned.

"That would be me," Wang Yue said, revealing his 3 card.

"Brother, you now have the right to command Mom Yan to do something," Wang Xin’er noted.

Wang Yue asked, "Am I allowed to ask for anything at all?"

"As long as the request isn't excessive. If it is truly unreasonable, Mom Yan can decline. However, unless it is extreme, it is better not to refuse. The game loses its flavor if we don't actually participate," Wang Xin’er explained, offering a gentle caution to everyone.

"Very well, then my request is..." Wang Yue paused, drawing out the suspense.

Seeing the curiosity on their faces, he finished, "Mom Yan, please perform a dance for us. I have heard that besides being a legendary singer, your dancing was equally magnificent."

"Agreed!" The group exclaimed in unison before Xue Yan could even provide an answer.

Since she had joined Wang Jing, Xue Yan had stepped away from the music scene to focus entirely on her family duties. She rarely showcased her talents at home, leaving everyone eager to witness the grace of the former superstar.

The three sisters—Wang Yalan, Wang Yaning, and Wang Yaru—were particularly excited.

Being the daughters of a queen of the stage, they had only ever seen recordings of their mother's youthful performances.

While Wang Yaru had once seen her mother perform on a boat, she had been too distracted by her brother’s warm embrace and his powerful physique. Later, when the performance peaked, even their mother had become part of the chaos.

Looking back, that had been a missed opportunity.

Encouraged by the collective enthusiasm, Xue Yan agreed with a smile. She stood up, moved to an open space, and performed a solo dance that lasted roughly three minutes.

There is no denying that professional training leaves a lasting mark. Even in her everyday attire, Xue Yan’s movements were exceptionally fluid, perfectly capturing a woman's inherent allure and feminine charm.

"Bravo!" The room erupted in applause once the dance concluded.

Wang Yaru added, "Mom, you must teach me those moves when you have time. I want to..."

She nearly confessed her desire to perform for her brother, but she caught herself just in time, realizing the setting was inappropriate.

"Who holds the number four?" Wang Xin’er asked swiftly, sparing Wang Yaru from further blushing.

Showing her card, Wang Yaning said, "It is mine."

"Second sister, you may command Mom and Brother to perform either separately or as a pair," Wang Xin’er advised.

"It feels incomplete to have a dance without a song. Mom, please sing for us." Wang Yaning, usually the quietest among them, suddenly showed a playful smirk.

"And Brother, you shall dance as she sings."

"What?" Wang Yue’s brow furrowed instantly. "But I have no talent for dancing."

"Even if you can't, just give it a try. There are no strangers here to judge you," Su Mengqing remarked with a grin.

"Fine." Wang Yue had no choice but to concede.

Xue Yan cleared her throat and shortly began a melody.

She chose a love song with a tender rhythm. Despite the lack of accompaniment, her a cappella rendition was hauntingly beautiful.

Standing beside her, Wang Yue listened to the raw emotion in Xue Yan’s voice. It felt as though she were singing the lyrics to her own soul.

Moved by the sentiment, he began to let his body sway in time with the music.

Though Wang Yue lacked formal dance training, his status as a martial artist meant his physical coordination was superb.

As he followed the rhythm, he exhibited a stark, masculine beauty.

Wang Yue’s movements were powerful and steady, like an immovable mountain, while Xue Yan’s vocals drifted around him like a soft mist—the pairing was flawless.

When the song and dance ended, the room cheered once more. Even Liu Ruoshi found herself thinking that Xue Yan and Wang Yue seemed like a much better match than Xue Yan and Jing Er.

Next, the turn fell to Su Mengyan. After a moment of reflection, she said, "Sister Yan, you have already contributed a song and a dance. You should rest and enjoy a drink now. Wang Yue and Ya Ning, the two of you shall perform a dance together."

Wang Yue stepped toward his second sister and offered an inviting hand. In that moment, Wang Yaning shed her usual cold exterior, becoming as soft as her eldest sister. She smiled, took his hand, and rose to her feet.

However, the moment she stood, Wang Yaning’s brow twitched and her face flushed crimson. She realized her undergarments were damp and clinging—the fabric was completely soaked through.

Being only in the Qi Refining stage, her body lacked the ability to self-purify. While not physically painful, the situation was intensely mortifying.

The more embarrassed she felt, the more she feared someone might notice her condition. She forced herself to follow Wang Yue’s lead, dancing under his direction.

Standing at roughly 170 cm, the Second Sister was nearly the same height as Wang Yue. Without high heels, they were perfectly eye-to-eye when they drew close.

Wang Yue stared into his sister’s lovely face from inches away, breathing in the subtle fragrance of her purity. He felt completely dazed.

There was also a distinct scent emanating from her body. Wang Yue, being keenly sensitive to such things, identified it immediately.

The mix of her innocent scent and the heavy aroma of her blooming desire was intoxicating to him. He felt a sudden, primal urge to press his face against her, to inhale her scent deeply and taste the essence of her skin.