Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2067 - 396: The Art of Language 1

Huang Yuxiang let out a gentle sigh and spoke, "There's no point. I get it already. How long has this been going on?"

"It began on our latest ocean trip, aboard the vessel," Wang Zhiting confessed openly.

Even though Huang Yuxiang had somewhat anticipated the situation, a faint trace of optimism lingered in her mind. Yet, her daughter's honest words crushed that final bit of expectation entirely.

Huang Yuxiang's fame as a gifted lady wasn't for nothing. She possessed not just sharp wits but also deep insight. Thus, rather than berating her daughter like typical parents might for such a grave issue, she stayed composed and inquired, "So, what's your intention moving forward?"

"I'll stay by my brother's side forever and serve as his partner," Wang Zhiting declared resolutely.

Huang Yuxiang refrained from lecturing her daughter on the taboo nature of incest, knowing her child's character too well. Her daughter grasped these moral boundaries, making any lecture futile.

Still, with her daughter and Wang Yue being cousins, as a parent, she couldn't bear watching her plunge into the depths of forbidden relations.

Logic failing to sway her, Huang Yuxiang shifted to practical realities. She remarked, "Did it ever cross your mind that this might just be a momentary lapse? You're young after all, and emotions can fluctuate. The future could bring shifts."

"No way, Mom. You know me better than that. When I decide on something, it's set in stone," Wang Zhiting replied.

"You foolish girl, that's precisely my worry," Huang Yuxiang sighed. "If you're certain you won't waver, what guarantees does Yue offer? He won't alter his course? Beyond that, he'll never abandon Chen Xi, his betrothed."

"Relax, Mom. I'm convinced Brother feels the same steadfastness toward me," Wang Zhiting assured with assurance.

Huang Yuxiang pondered aloud, "What makes you so certain?"

"Brother's no fool," Wang Zhiting explained. "I'm his sister, bound by years of close bonds. Plus, I'm attractive with a fine physique. I know exactly how to make him happy, and other women don't bother me. Honestly, what guy would let go of someone like me?"

Huang Yuxiang fell silent for a moment. Her daughter's points rang true—no sensible man would discard such a prize once obtained. But didn't that make her daughter's concessions far too steep?

"And if Chen Xi refuses to acknowledge you?" Huang Yuxiang pressed further.

"That's an issue, sure, but I trust Brother to sort it out," Wang Zhiting responded, displaying unwavering faith in Wang Yue.

"Fine, then," Huang Yuxiang relented reluctantly. "Suppose Chen Xi tolerates you; she might welcome others too. Your brother shines so brightly that more ladies will surely surround him ahead. As his circle grows crowded with women, how will you cope?"

"More company sounds perfect," Wang Zhiting chuckled. "It keeps things bustling. If Brother heads out on business, we can support one another and avoid feeling isolated."

"You're viewing this far too lightly," Huang Yuxiang said with a wry grin. "Your brother is just one man. How can he manage so many partners? Youth blinds you now, but at my age, you'll grasp the ache of lonely nights."

"I get it already. You're referring to the lack of a man for intimacy, aren't you?" Wang Zhiting giggled. "I've not faced it myself, but the thought alone tells me that three months without being with my brother would drive me insane."

Huang Yuxiang's cheeks flushed. She reflected inwardly on how crude her daughter's speech had turned. Surely Wang Yue's influence.

Yet, in this moment of counsel, quibbling over words wouldn't help. So she nodded along. "Exactly. With few partners now, he tends to you well. But later, surrounded by more, he might ignore you for half a year without a second thought. Then what?"

"Mom, you truly don't grasp my brother," Wang Zhiting chuckled. "Ever wonder what his greatest strength is?"

"Naturally, his prowess in martial arts. So young, yet he's attained the Gui Zhen realm. Such genius is unheard of," Huang Yuxiang answered promptly.

"Wrong, Brother's advanced to the Die Fan realm by now," Wang Zhiting clarified. "But martial talent isn't his top asset—it's his prowess in bed."

Huang Yuxiang was stunned to learn of her son's progress to the Die Fan realm. But hearing his intimate skills outshone even that erased her surprise, prompting her to blurt, "Just how impressive?"

"Start with the bodily side," Wang Zhiting teased, holding back details. "Mom, take a guess at the size of Brother's manhood."

"How large could a young man's be? Likely matching an average adult's, I suppose?" Huang Yuxiang ventured. A mother ought not delve into such topics with her child. Yet, after three years of longing, even a scholar like her harbored basic urges, didn't she?

Chatting about intimate secrets with her daughter wouldn't quench her thirst, but it eased her inner void somewhat. Her daughter, experienced already, wouldn't be led astray by this.

"Grown men differ greatly. Your estimate's off," Wang Zhiting laughed.

"A typical erect adult measures around twelve to thirteen centimeters long, with matching girth. Does Brother's match that?" Huang Yuxiang queried.

"You're shortchanging Brother way too much," Wang Zhiting laughed. "I checked it personally. Erect, it's nineteen and a half centimeters—nearly twenty. The tip alone rivals a big egg in size."

"That enormous?!" Huang Yuxiang gasped involuntarily, then demanded, "You're making this up, right?"

"No fibs here. Each time Brother takes me, his tip pushes right into my womb," Wang Zhiting stated. "Mom, have you known that sensation?"

"Never," Huang Yuxiang denied on reflex, overwhelmed by shock. Secretly, a twinge of jealousy stirred toward her daughter.

Renowned as Jinling's premier intellect, she was versed in vast knowledge. Naturally, she understood how a sizable manhood could strike a woman's sensitive core or enter the womb, delivering bliss beyond words.

For over three decades, she'd missed such ecstasy. It stunned her that her young daughter had savored it—and relished every encounter with Wang Yue, from her account.

A seasoned lady starved for affection these three years—how could envy not creep in?

Still, mere size doesn't equip a man to handle multiple partners. Stamina counts more for pleasing many, given finite vigor.

Huang Yuxiang probed once more, "How long does your brother endure per session?"