Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Chapter 1781 - 0110: Aunt Su Mengyun 5

It was definitely a mistake for the Bao family to send him as their representative this time—standing beside Feng Haopeng, he looked more like a bodyguard than a family representative.

After muttering some complaints to himself, Wang Yue sat down with the two of them and started chatting.

They belonged to two different generations and had little in common to talk about. When it came to exchanging martial arts knowledge, Wang Yue was only a fifteen-year-old boy, so most of the time, it was Feng Haopeng and the other man who talked while Wang Yue listened.

However, what they taught Wang Yue wasnʼt so much martial arts knowledge as it was some practical experience in the martial world—something that could be even more useful in real life than martial skills.

As he listened to the two unreservedly sharing their wisdom, Wang Yue couldnʼt help but think to himself: The elders had said that the relationships between the Bao and Feng families of Gusu and the three major families of Jinling were no less close than those within the three major families themselves, and it turned out they were right.

Fortunately, there were no suitable young men from these two families; otherwise, his sisters might have ended up marrying someone from them.

But then he thought again: Wouldnʼt it be a good thing if his sisters could find suitable partners? Why should he consider it fortunate?

The three of them chatted until noon and then had lunch together.

Not long after lunch, the items prepared by the Wang family for the summit were delivered—by none other than Wang Yueʼs personal maid, Miss Li Menglan.

Taking the suitcase from Li Menglan, Wang Yue took her hand and said, ”Sister Lan, come, let me introduce you to two elders.”

He then led her in front of Feng Haopeng and the other man and introduced them, saying, ”Sister Lan, these are Uncle Feng Haopeng and Uncle Bao Guo. Sister Lan is my personal maid, Li Menglan, and I call her Sister Lan.”

”Li Menglan pays her respects to Mr. Feng and Mr. Bao,” Li Menglan said respectfully.

”No need for such formalities,” the two men said with a nod. They could see that Li Menglan was indeed a beautiful and graceful woman—no wonder she was Wang Yueʼs personal maid.

And judging by the intimate way they interacted, their relationship seemed to be more than just that of a master and his maid.

Bao Guo, who was straightforward, spoke his mind immediately and said, ”Little Wang Yue, Iʼm not trying to be critical, but although everyone has a taste for beauty and itʼs said that one should live life to its fullest in youth, youʼre only fifteen years old and still growing up.

Moreover, indulging in romantic affairs is not beneficial for those of us who practice martial arts. Itʼs better for you to be cautious.”

”Thank you, Uncle Bao, for your concern,” Wang Yue said with a smile. ”But Sister Lan is different. Being with her actually helps me improve my training speed.”

At these words, Li Menglanʼs face turned red with embarrassment—what the young master said was true, but the way he described it was…

Thinking back to the wonderful feelings they had shared that night, her heart fluttered with excitement, and she even felt a bit regretful: Seven days might be too long; perhaps it would have been better to set a meeting with the young master every five or even three days.

Feng Haopeng and Bao Guo, of course, didnʼt believe such things, but as elders, they didnʼt want to interfere too much in the romantic affairs of young people.

Moreover, the Wang family had strict rules, and Liu Ruoshi was a very strict person. They were sure that even if Wang Yue acted recklessly, he wouldnʼt go too far, so they didnʼt need to worry too much.

After introducing the three of them, Wang Yue asked Li Menglan to stay and join him at the gathering. Given his status, it wouldnʼt be a problem to bring a few more people.

At the same time, this was also a way for him to publicly acknowledge his relationship with Li Menglan—after all, an ordinary maid wouldnʼt be qualified to attend such an event.

Li Menglan had been working for the Wang family for seven years and knew quite a lot about their affairs. So when Wang Yue asked her to stay, she immediately understood what was happening and was so moved that her eyes turned red; she almost felt like she could immediately devote herself to her beloved young master.

Checking the time, it was already close to 2 p.m., so the four of them went straight to the banquet hall on the top floor of the hotel where the summit would take place.

Originally, given their status, Wang Yue and the other two should have been the last to arrive, but as Su Mengyun had said, among martial artists, there were no such formalities—things were much more casual than at business gatherings.

When they arrived at the banquet hall, the Su and Chen families had not yet arrived, but many ordinary martial arts families and independent practitioners from Jinling and Gusu had already come.

Seeing representatives from the three major families arrive at the same time, those people immediately gathered around to greet them and then sensibly dispersed again.

No matter in what field, people always form their own small circles. If a martial artist at the Qi Refining stage tries to force their way into the circle of those at the Concentration stage, even if they manage to get in, there will likely be little common ground for conversation.

And if they happen to encounter someone sharp-tongued, they might even be ridiculed, resulting in a great loss of face.

Wang Yue and Feng Haoxiong, along with Bao Er, casually found a place to sit down, while Li Menglan obediently stood behind Wang Yue. Everyone chatted idly with each other.

”Ms. Su Mengyun from the Su family of Jinling has arrived!” A voice announced, and the once-noisy banquet hall immediately fell silent as everyone turned their heads towards the entrance.

Soon, a breathtaking figure walked in from the door.

It was still the same black dress with dark gold patterns, but seeing Su Mengyun in person, the pressure she exuded was far greater than when she was just an image.

As she walked in gracefully, Su Mengyun immediately caught everyoneʼs attention, yet hardly any man dared to look directly at her.

Poison!

At that moment, almost everyone thought of the nickname that the martial artists of Jinling had secretly given her.

This nickname had two meanings: one referred to her beauty and allure, which were like a deadly poison; the other referred to her incredibly powerful aura, which was just as intimidating and kept people at a distance.

An aura is not something that can be pretended by putting on a cold demeanor.

At that time, Su Mengyun was not wearing a cold expression; instead, she had a faint smile on her face, yet it still made almost everyone too afraid to look at her, as if she were a born queen.

”It seems that Mengyunʼs aura has become even stronger in just a few months,” Feng Haoxiong remarked in admiration. He was one of the few men present who dared to look directly at Su Mengyun, but his gaze was calm and clear, free from any improper thoughts.

This was far better than Wang Yue, that little lecher—even though the person walking towards him was his own aunt, his eyes were fixed on her slightly trembling breasts, almost making him drool, which was truly disgraceful.

After entering, Su Mengyun walked straight up to Wang Yue and the others and greeted them with a smile, ”Brother Feng, Brother Bao.”

”Hello, Sister Mengyun,” they replied with smiles.

”Auntie,” Wang Yue stood up and said with a grin.

”So you came too,” Su Mengyun said, glancing at Li Menglan standing behind Wang Yue. She then leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear, her voice enveloped by her spiritual energy: ”You little rascal, youʼre just as good for nothing as your father. When Xue Yan arrives later, letʼs see how she deals with you!”

However, Wang Yue didnʼt hear what his aunt said clearly. All he could sense was her intoxicating fragrance, and because she was so close, her trembling breasts almost touched his own chest. Fortunately, Wang Yue reacted quickly enough and focused his mind, otherwise, he would have embarrassed himself in front of everyone.

After giving Wang Yue this warning, Su Mengyun stepped back and sat down on a nearby sofa.

As the organizers of this summit, Wang Yue and the others had been warmly welcomed when they arrived earlier. But now, as Su Mengyun sat there, not a single martial artist approached her to greet her—not because they didnʼt want to, but because they didnʼt dare.