Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2113 - 442: The Warrior’s Panic 3

Zhang Jianyuan nodded once more, followed by a heavy sigh. "Truth be told, the Kong family directed me to strike against Jinling's three great families. I figured this chance would help me win their goodwill and push the Zhang family's power even further. Yet, who knew it would just bury me in my own trap? Alas..."

Zhang Lingtian felt baffled. "Still, if the Kong family intended to target those three major families in Jinling, they could handle it with little trouble. Why opt for such a tangled approach?"

"Back then, I believed they worried about their image and avoided clashing directly with Jinling," Zhang Jianyuan explained. "But looking back, my view was far too naive. Jinling's three major families surely have powerful support behind them. For the Kong family to confront them would mean engaging in a shadowy battle with that force. This time, we've truly kicked up a storm."

Upon hearing Zhang Jianyuan's breakdown, Zhang Lingtian grew frightened too. He hurriedly inquired, "So, what do we do next?"

"We've reached a point where only one path remains," Zhang Jianyuan replied. "We must slip away from Tianhai in secret and head to the capital to throw ourselves on the Kong family's mercy."

"But will the Kong family even take us in?" Zhang Lingtian hesitated. Even supposing they did, surviving under their wing wouldn't be simple. How could he, accustomed to lording as the family's young master, adjust to that kind of life?

"The Zhang family landed in this mess all because of them," Zhang Jianyuan declared, his gaze burning with resolve. "Should they turn us away, we'll meet our doom for sure. Not just our lives at stake, but the Kong family would face their own headaches too!"

"And the rest of the Zhang family?" Zhang Lingtian pressed further. "Should we take some folks along when we go? At least in the capital, we wouldn't stand alone."

"No way!" Zhang Jianyuan shot back sharply. "The more who learn of this, the higher the chance of leaks. Forget external enemies catching wind—even if just our ancestor discovers it, escape would prove impossible."

Zhang Lingtian fell quiet. His ancestor indeed matched the fierce loyalty Zhang Jianyuan portrayed: the family came before his very existence. Should the Zhangs crumble, the ancestor would choose death alongside them, forbidding any to flee in this dire hour.

Even knowing this logic, a cold shiver gripped Zhang Lingtian. To stay alive, his father could ruthlessly forsake the whole clan without a second thought. As his son, he likely served merely as a pawn. Besides, the family head slipping off to the warehouse repeatedly would draw eyes.

It looked like he ought to plot his own path to safety as well.

...

At the same time, as the father and son schemed their escape, Wang Yue and Zhou Yifei enjoyed a pleasant moment together.

Sealing off the Zhang family's entrance and sowing chaos didn't require Wang Yue's direct involvement. He simply handed it over to Zhang Hong to manage.

Zhang Hong hailed from the Zhang family originally, so he grasped its inner workings completely.

He could tell the loyal from the treacherous, who merited death and who didn't. He even had solid leads on the whereabouts of Zhang family members. The clan wasn't some united front.

Though Zhang Hong had faced expulsion from Zhang Jianyuan and even marked for removal, supporters lingered inside the Zhang family for him.

For instance, he located Zhang Hunter thanks to intel from one of his old followers.

"Brother Tiezhu, what are you staring at?" Zhou Pingping wondered aloud, munching breakfast beside Wang Yue, as she noticed him glancing at a notification on his device.

Wang Yue swiftly erased the message and grinned. "Not a thing. Just a note from a business contact about a shipment."

Once she heard it involved work, Zhou Pingping tuned out right away.

Zhou Yifei, seated opposite, shot Wang Yue an eye roll she couldn't suppress. That sly kid still acted the part of a simple merchant at this stage.

Yet that glance held far more teasing warmth than real irritation.

Suddenly, it dawned on her that maybe she wasn't such a proper lady after all.

She'd once sworn to cherish just one man forever, holding firm on that vow until the previous night. But everything shifted after then.

It felt as if she'd tumbled for another guy—and one over ten years her junior, no less. Worse, he turned out to be her ex-lover's nephew.

If that were the extent, it might not sting so much. Feelings don't obey rules, after all.

But no real bond had formed between them yet. They'd shared the bed only once, and boom—she was smitten.

No, more accurately, she didn't love him so much as crave how he ravished her.

Most folks build affection gradually, yet she hooked after a single round. Didn't that scream loose morals?

Still, his massive cock carried this magnetic pull she couldn't shake!

Thinking back to the blissful highs from last night's pounding, Zhou Yifei drifted off into reverie briefly.

Right then, Zhou Tingting beside her scooped up a spring roll and dropped it onto Wang Yue's plate. "Brother Tiezhu, this one's tasty. Give it a try."

"Pingping, Tingting, starting today, call him 'brother' plain and simple. Drop the 'Brother Tiezhu' bit," Zhou Yifei interjected out of nowhere.

Before, hearing her daughters dub Wang Yue "Brother Tiezhu" struck her as harmless. Now, though, it grated more and more.

That cheeky boy picked "Tiezhu" on purpose, no doubt a sly nod to flaunt his huge dick.

Having her girls yell "Brother Tiezhu" basically echoed "Big Dick Brother," right?

Remembering her wild cries of "Big Penis Brother" and "Big Penis Dad" in the heat of last night, Zhou Yifei zoned out once again.

The two girls hadn't a clue about their mom's inner turmoil. They chimed together, "Why though?"

Zhou Yifei glared at the smirking Wang Yue and explained earnestly, "Straight-up 'brother' feels warmer and closer. Tacking a nickname in front makes it stiff and remote, you see?"

"That tracks," the pair conceded, then turned to Wang Yue right away. "Brother Tiezhu, can we switch to just 'brother' from here on?"

"Sure thing. I'm your brother regardless," Wang Yue chuckled. He tacked on, "Though sticking with Brother Tiezhu works too. The name's whatever—as long as you keep in mind I'm your Brother Tiezhu."