Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2091: 420: An Encounter on the Ship 1

Days flew by one after another. Over the next couple of days, Wang Yue kept his departure secret from his mother while ensuring every woman in his household was fully content. Naturally, he made sure to include his mother-in-law Ling Xueyan and his eldest aunt Chen Chen in that care.

After all, the journey to Tianhai could take an unpredictable amount of time. Taking care of them beforehand at least helped ease their longing for him in the initial days of his absence.

Regarding deeper emotional attachments, he had no control over those. This voyage to Tianhai was strictly business, so bringing them wasn't an option.

On the morning of the third day, Wang Yue departed with his newly acquired sword from Yan Fangfei, accompanied by Zhang Hong, Li Gang, and the Wu Li couple.

For the trip to Tianhai, the group opted for a ferry ride. Wang Yue would have preferred a swift flying vehicle, but civilian routes didn't exist between Jinling and Tianhai.

Flying vehicles belonged exclusively to martial arts groups for transportation. To maintain their secrecy, relying on such methods would draw unwanted scrutiny.

Concerning his family's security once he was gone, Wang Yue felt no concerns. Beyond Jinling's borders, protective forces—likely dispatched by his second aunt—were vigilantly guarding the region.

Within the city, due to his recent endeavors, the majority of the women he'd been intimate with had advanced to the Gui Zhen realm.

Possessing that level of power, each one could dominate Jinling nearly unchallenged, and with over a dozen such experts, the defense was formidable.

Wang Yue and his group stepped onto a massive cruise liner, far grander than the enormous yacht from his prior ocean trip. Stretching more than a kilometer, it resembled a floating miniature town.

Upon boarding, Wang Yue parted ways with Zhang Hong and the others. He'd instructed Zhang Hong and Li Gang in disguise methods that altered their appearances dramatically, yet Li Gang's robust build remained a giveaway.

Sticking together would complicate Wang Yue's efforts to disassociate from them once the Zhang family was dealt with.

At that moment, Wang Yue had adopted his intended guise: an unremarkable youth in his early twenties, average in height, the type who could vanish effortlessly into any gathering.

July had just begun, and with summer vacation underway, the ship teemed with passengers.

Some headed to Tianhai to fetch their kids studying there, while others brought their children along for a glimpse of the wider world during the break. Then there were Tianhai students returning home after time off from their studies in Jinling.

Many of these students focused on medicine or diverse scientific disciplines.

Their true draw to Jinling wasn't the institutions themselves, but the famed female physician Miao Qingluan and the brilliant scientist Yan Fangfei.

These two figures were renowned icons, practically the twin symbols of Jinling's prestige.

Yet, upon arrival, the out-of-towners discovered the ruse.

Though Miao Qingluan and Yan Fangfei held honorary professor roles at select universities, neither had ever delivered a lecture to students there.

The cruise liner departed the port, steadily distancing itself from shore.

Wang Yue settled into a modest eatery close to the kids' play area, discreetly watching the trio of women.

They appeared to be a mother with her two daughters.

The mother, in her mid-thirties, sported shoulder-length hair and possessed stunning looks.

Even by Wang Yue's discerning eye, she rated above ninety in appeal. Her wide, captivating eyes stood out especially.

She dressed professionally, featuring a white blouse under a black open-neck short-sleeve blazer, paired with sleek black trousers.

Black mid-heel leather shoes rounded out her ensemble, projecting an air of poise and professionalism.

Towering near 170 cm, her voluptuous form boasted ample curves at bust and hips, radiating a seductive vibe that could nearly provoke mischief with mere presence.

The twin daughters mirrored their mother's features closely. Both shared those prominent eyes and exuded charm and sweetness. Sporting ponytails and matching white Lolita dresses, they were indistinguishable.

The sight evoked memories of Wang Yue's own cousins for him.

The girls looked about thirteen or fourteen, past the toddler stage. Still, they reveled in the playground, hinting at infrequent visits to such spots.

Wang Yue's interest in them stemmed not from the mother's seasoned allure or the girls' pure cuteness.

His home already housed similar traits, and this family didn't surpass his own in that regard.

Rather, the twins triggered an odd sense of recognition in him, akin to his first meeting with the lovely officer Xin Xiaoxiao.

Earlier, Wang Yue had chalked it up to his own desires making beauties feel familiar. But now, he realized that wasn't true.

The mother's sensual maturity outshone the girls' innocence in allure, yet only the daughters stirred that feeling in him, not her.

This mystery intrigued Wang Yue. With little else to occupy him aboard, he resolved to probe deeper.

Given Wang Yue's skills, silent observation went undetected even by those at the Degenerate Mortal Realm.

Yet, the joyful twins somehow sensed his focus. One pivoted and beamed a sweet smile his way.

Wang Yue's pulse quickened: How had they spotted him? Were these young teens secretly Degenerate Mortal Realm experts?

He swiftly rejected the notion as ridiculous. Producing such prodigies at that age was unheard of, except for himself—even martial arts sanctuaries couldn't boast that.

Otherwise, his second aunt wouldn't have assigned just two True Return Realm guardians for Jinling's three great families.

Thus, only one explanation fit: They hadn't detected him specifically. Instead, they shared his inexplicable familiarity, prompting the smile.

With that in mind, covert watching seemed pointless. Wang Yue rose at once, approached the rail, and examined the girls more directly.

Indeed, as he neared, the smiling girl waved and called out, “Big brother, do you want to play with us?”

Wang Yue grinned and declined gently. “Big brother won't join in. You two have fun.”

Overhearing Wang Yue chat with her child, the elegant woman beside them turned and offered him a warm smile.

He returned the gesture politely, then shifted his attention back to the play zone.

Despite the surrounding loveliness, Wang Yue lacked the knack for casual flirtation.

That very restraint caught the woman's eye once more.

The narrative suggests this poised woman's name is Zhou Yifei. Beyond her striking beauty and flawless physique, she's a highly skilled attorney. Single with twin daughters of exceptional charm, she draws endless suitors.

Craftier pursuers, failing to sway her directly, targeted her girls as an entry point to the mother.

However, despite their youthful innocence, the daughters possess sharp instincts for character. They instantly discern genuine affection from ulterior motives.

Now, though, they proactively engaged a stranger—a first—sparking Zhou Yifei's curiosity about this average-looking youth.

In reply to her overtures, he merely smiled courteously, showing no designs to exploit the moment for conversation. This further convinced Zhou Yifei of his uniqueness.

She wasn't the type to scorn pursuers while resenting indifference. She had no interest in foolishly probing her fading appeal.

Zhou Yifei figured the meeting would fade into obscurity, with no future crossings.

But soon, the girls wearied of the play area. Emerging, they eagerly beckoned Wang Yue to join them. “Big brother, come sit with us, okay?”

“Sure,” Wang Yue replied gladly. He joined the mother and daughters at a four-seater table in the diner. The woman sat beside one daughter, while the chatty girl claimed the spot next to Wang Yue.

“Big brother, I'm Zhou Pingping. This is my mom, and that's my sister Zhou Tingting,” the outgoing girl introduced. Then she inquired, “Big brother, what's your name?”

“Pingping and Tingting—names as lovely as you two,” Wang Yue complimented. He added, “I'm Wang Tiezhu.”

Upon hearing the introduction, the mother and girls stared in astonishment, eyes widening. What sort of name was that? In this modern age, who still chose such an old-fashioned one?

Wang Yue chuckled softly and explained, “I was frail as a kid. My folks worried they couldn't raise me strong, so they picked Tiezhu—hoping it'd bring good fortune, sort of.”

“Brother Tiezhu, your dad must've chosen that name. Ours came from our father too,” Zhou Tingting, the quieter one, chimed in.

Her voice turned melancholic. “Dad adored us, but he's been gone a long while. Mom says he's off in a distant place.”

“Tingting!” Zhou Yifei hadn't anticipated her reserved daughter sharing so freely with a newcomer. It left her feeling both exasperated and amazed.

Though twins, the girls' temperaments diverged sharply. The elder was bold and sociable, the younger far more timid and reticent.

Yet the younger's intuition surpassed her sister's. At times, she could intuitively grasp others' thoughts with a single look.

Currently, Zhou Tingting displayed total trust in this stranger, treating him like family already.

This baffled Zhou Yifei, as beyond herself, their father, and each other, Wang Tiezhu was the sole outsider to earn such instant acceptance.

Aside from calling it destiny, Zhou Yifei couldn't fathom another cause for her daughter's odd openness.