Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2191 - 512: The Filial Daughter 2

"Oh!"

A sharp, euphoric cry escaped Cancan’s lips as she took the hit, but she suddenly squeezed her muscles tight, clamping down on him. She pinned Wang Yue’s head deep against her cervix, stalling his momentum. "Hold on, baby brother. Just a second."

"What are we waiting for? Don’t tell me you’re not itching for more," Wang Yue teased. He knew her well enough to know two rounds wouldn’t even come close to satisfying her.

"I’m itching, trust me," Cancan said, her tone turning uncharacteristically serious. "But business first. Besides power-leveling my cultivation, does this dual-cultivation thing have any other perks?"

Wang Yue was sharp. He immediately sensed where she was going with this, and a thrill shot through him. Still, he played dumb. "Didn’t you feel the perks? Wasn’t this time way better than last night?"

Cancan couldn’t deny that. Last night had been incredible, but today was on another level entirely. Every time he drove into her, it felt like he was dragging her soul out of her body.

"I’m not talking about the pleasure," she clarified. "I want to know if it can heal injuries. Real ones."

"It can," Wang Yue nodded. "Especially internal injuries. Through dual cultivation, one session is usually enough to set things right."

"And... what about a damaged foundation?" Cancan asked. Her heart was a mess of conflicting emotions—desperate for him to say yes, yet terrified of what that would mean. Mostly, though, she was hopeful.

"Theoretically, once a martial artist’s foundation is shattered, it’s impossible to fix," Wang Yue said. He waited for the flicker of disappointment to cross her face before adding, "Unless it’s a woman who can dual-cultivate with me. In that case, it’s a different story."

Cancan’s eyes lit up. "Are you serious?"

"Absolutely. I have a close... friend who had a ruined foundation. We fixed it through dual cultivation," Wang Yue confirmed. Whether Yu Suxin counted as a "close friend" was irrelevant—if he said she did, she did.

Cancan hesitated for a heartbeat before her expression hardened into pure resolve. She looked him dead in the eye and asked, "Would you be willing to fuck my mom?"

Wang Yue feigned shock, his voice jumping an octave. "You mean... you want me to use dual cultivation to heal Auntie Yue?"

"Yes!" Cancan nodded vigorously.

"No, no way!" Wang Yue protested, playing the "dutiful nephew" card while secretly leaning into the idea. "She’s my aunt!"

"So what? I’m your cousin, and I was a virgin, yet you didn’t have any trouble fucking me," Cancan countered. Once she’d made up her mind, all her inhibitions vanished. She was back to her brazen self. "My mom isn’t a virgin. What’s the hang-up? Don’t tell me you’re actually picky because some other guy’s been there before!"

"Of course not," Wang Yue said quickly. "If anything, I’m grateful. If Auntie Yue were still a virgin, she never would have produced a sister as amazing as you for me."

"I know you’re just saying that, but I bet you’ve been dreaming about a mother-daughter threesome since you got here," Cancan said, seeing right through him. "It’s settled then."

"Even if I’m down, Auntie Yue isn’t exactly as... open-minded as you," Wang Yue pointed out with a wry smile.

"We’ll find a way to make her agree. And if that fails, just take her. With your equipment, one round and I guarantee she’ll be hooked," Cancan said callously, as if she were talking about a total stranger rather than her own mother.

"Man, Auntie Yue really drew the short straw having a rebellious daughter like you," Wang Yue joked.

"What are you talking about? This is the definition of filial piety!" Cancan argued righteously. "I’m sharing a dick this good with her so she can actually enjoy herself now that my dad is gone. How many daughters in this world would do that for their mother?"

"Alright, you 'filial daughter.' Let me give you a little reward on behalf of my aunt." Wang Yue flipped her over, pinning her down to get back to work.

But Cancan stopped him again. "No, not now. I need to save my energy. We’re going to give her a little 'stimulation' tonight."

"You already have a plan?"

"I’ve got an idea. Whether it works, we’ll have to see." She pushed him off, watching with a pang of regret as his length slid out of her.

Just as he suspected, she was nowhere near satisfied. Seeing him standing there, proud and ready, made her ache to pull him back in. But for her mother’s sake, she resisted. Wang Yue was hurting too, but for the sake of the "bigger picture," he sucked it up. They got dressed and left the hotel.

As Cancan was occupied with her "mom project," they didn't linger for leisure. Still, their journey didn't lead them directly home either. Possessing the abilities of a newly ascended Spirit Focus Realm expert, Cancan found herself not quite in command of her enhanced prowess. Consequently, they arranged for a private chamber at a local gymnasium, a space where she could practice and gain control over her newfound might.

By the evening's arrival, she had achieved mastery over her powers. Procuring some takeout, they then made their way back.

Cancan was a transformed figure, no longer the girl who once concealed herself within oversized attire. Now a formidable martial artist, with even greater strength on the horizon, the need to play down her attractiveness had vanished. She re-entered the impoverished neighborhood resembling a true showstopper.

The customary "aunties" of the vicinity were positioned as usual, yet this time, an air of silence pervaded; no idle chatter was exchanged. To their eyes, this elegant, well-dressed pair appeared as affluent outsiders. In their social hierarchy, financial standing equated to influence. They dared not utter a sound, these seasoned observers who possessed an uncanny knack for discerning precisely whom they could intimidate and whom they ought to show deference.

"Mom, we have returned!" Cancan's voice rang out as they stepped into the courtyard.

A peculiar, unidentifiable thrill coursed through her at the contemplation of their future endeavors. She rationalized it as mere anticipation for her mother's recovery and renewed health, but in the depths of her heart, the excitement was far more intricate.

Su Nuanyue emerged from the dwelling and came to an abrupt halt. It had been many years since she had last witnessed her daughter adorned in such fine garments. Yet, as a mother, she felt no inclination to reprimand her for embracing a more polished appearance.

However, the moment her gaze fell upon the man standing behind Cancan, her composure faltered dramatically. A perplexed frown creased her brow. "And who might this be? Why has your cousin not accompanied you back?"

"Auntie, it is I. I am Wang Yue," he responded, a smile gracing his lips.

"You... are Wang Yue?" Su Nuanyue, momentarily forgetting all semblance of propriety, stared at him with an expression of pure, unadulterated astonishment.