Chapter 21
Four years ago...
A red Ferrari weaved through a leafy, green boulevard. As far as the eye could see, the scenery was beautiful and serene. Towering trees lined the quiet, clean streets, creating a garden-like landscape that was a feast for the eyes.
This was Greenwich, a town in southwestern Connecticut, located in the southern part of the state, just a 45-minute drive from Manhattan in New York. Surrounded by prestigious universities like Yale, the University of Connecticut, and Fairfield University, its beautiful environment and top-tier institutions made it a gathering place for American billionaires. Many internationally renowned CEOs and executives from Manhattan chose to live here, making it a residential area bustling with celebrities.
In the wealthy villa district, each house was built independently, with large distances between them, leaving vast green spaces.
Furthermore, the villa district was situated on high ground, allowing for an easy, panoramic, and boundless view of the entire surrounding beauty from any angle.
The Ferrari drove onto the road into the villa district. The surrounding green grass, fragrant flowers, chirping birds, and the distant lake with its sparkling, glistening water and cloud-like white sails were enough to make one feel how romantic and pleasant it must be to live here.
The car stopped in front of a brown building. The driver's side door opened, and a long, slender, fair-skinned leg, wrappped in flesh-colored stockings, extended out and gently touched the ground. A graceful, beautiful mature woman stepped out of the car.
She was about 1.7 meters tall, with fair, pinkish skin and a cascade of straight, black, shoulder-length hair. A few stray strands clung to her face. Her complexion was fair, her features delicate, with large eyes and long eyelashes. A light layer of foundation was applied to her exquisite face, and her small, sandalwood mouth, paired with slightly fuller lips, gave her a sexy and enchanting look.
A sparkling crystal necklace adorned her snowy, slender neck, creating an alluring charm against her tender, fair skin.
She wore a slightly formal white suit on top. The jacket was form-fitting, hugging her slender figure. A hint of a red inner shirt peeked from the neckline, which was trimmed with a circle of red lace embroidery. It did a good job of concealing her chest, but the way the jacket was stretched tight and ready to burst at the bust suggested that her breasts were exceptionally full.
Her thin waist, perfect for a single hand to encircle, flowed seamlessly into her lower body, creating a highly tempting, towering curve. She paired it with a white, knee-length skirt of the same style. Though the skirt's cut was conservative, its fabric clung tightly to her body. Her ass were full and perky, resembling a large, round, juicy peach under the tight skirt. The slightly stiff material of the suit seemed as if it were about to be torn apart. The entire skirt had ridden up slightly, revealing a portion of her plump, fair thighs. At the edge of the tight hem, a ring of full flesh was slightly indented, faintly revealing the intricate lace pattern at the top of her stockings.
Her legs were particularly long, fair, and slightly meaty. Few women could achieve such perfect proportions; it even felt as if the ratio of her legs slightly exceeded the golden ratio of 5:8, making it seem as if her entire body below her neck was all legs.
In the sunlight, the high-quality flesh-colored stockings and her skin had a reflective sheen. Paired with about 5-centimeter, off-white high heels, they accentuated her exquisite and well-proportioned figure to perfection. Although her overall attire was conservative, it inadvertently exuded a rich, mature woman's charm.
This beautiful mature woman was Gu Wanxin, known as the "Number One Beauty of Jingzhou." She was the younger sister of Gu Wanfei, the head of the Gu family (one of the four great families) and the wife of Zhou Wen, the head of the Zhou family.
However, few people knew that just last week, she had divorced Zhou Wen and then came to the United States.
She closed the car door and walked towards the villa's main entrance. Looking at the reddish-brown villa building before her, a faint, melancholic, yet slightly nervous expression appeared on her face.
"It's been so many years..." she murmured to herself. Arriving at the villa's main door, she steadied her nerves. As if having made some kind of resolution, she took a deep breath, extended a tender, fair, glassy finger, and pressed the doorbell.
A moment later, the door was opened by an elderly American woman dressed as a maid. She paused for a moment upon seeing Gu Wanxin, then asked in English who she was.
Gu Wanxin also replied in English, stating her identity. The old woman then let her in, invited her to sit on the sofa in the main hall, and placed a cup of coffee before her. The living room was decorated in an American style with exquisite wooden furniture. Although it looked a bit aged, it felt exceptionally warm and comfortable.
The old woman bowed to Gu Wanxin and then went into a small room off the kitchen, leaving her alone in the living room.
Gu Wanxin took a few sips of the coffee. It was rich and aromatic. She sat quietly, a bit surprised that the maid had just left her there by herself and that the master of the house hadn't come out to greet her.
At that moment, the villa was silent. She faintly heard strange sounds coming from the direction of a room upstairs.
Before long, she recognized them as the lewd moans of a woman passionately having sex with a man. The woman's voice was extremely charming, exuding a soul-stirring, wanton allure. Even through several doors, the sounds drifted down to the main hall without any obstruction.
"No way... it really is..."
Gu Wanxin's face flushed. Being experienced in sexual matters, she of course knew what these sounds were. The woman making them showed no restraint whatsoever; her voice was high and excited, and each loud, wanton cry stirred a fire in Gu Wanxin's own heart, making her feel both embarrassed and restless.
No wonder the maid had gone into her room, Gu Wanxin thought. She could only take out her phone and look at today's news to distract herself.
Turning on her phone, the wallpaper was a photo of her with her beloved son, Zhou Bin. It was a picture taken in a park, showing her hugging her son and smiling happily.
Looking at her son's handsome face, Gu Wanxin's heart began to ache faintly. Her failed marriage with Zhou Wen filled her with a sense of guilt towards her beloved son. She had left him and come to America, and she didn't know how he was doing with her ex-husband.
No matter what, her son, Zhou Bin, was always the person she loved most in this world.
As she sighed, the woman's voice from upstairs stopped. It seemed their passion had subsided. A moment later, the door to the upstairs room opened, and footsteps could be heard coming down the stairs.
Gu Wanxin put away her phone, placed her bag on the table, and stood up, watching the person descending the stairs with a solemn posture.
"You're here. Why didn't Toni come up and get me? It was such a long journey, you must be tired, Wanxin."
A beautiful middle-aged woman in a gauzy nightgown descended the stairs. The woman appeared to be in her forties, with snow-white skin and a head of straight, black hair that cascaded down to her waist. Her meticulously shaped eyebrows and long-lashed eyes were slightly upturned, revealing a bewitching and wanton charm in their perfect placement. She had an oval face that wore no makeup yet possessed a natural, rosy fairness. Her hair was half-pinned up, leaving a few strands as a fringe. She had a straight, jade-like nose, deep, dark beautiful eyes, brows of a perfect shade, a fresh, full cherry mouth, and elegant, peach-like cheeks. A pair of emerald earrings hung from her pink, delicate ears. Although her charming face couldn't hide the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, it didn't detract from her beauty in the slightest; instead, it added to the mature allure of a middle-aged beauty.
The woman was completely naked, and the gauzy nightgown draped over her was practically transparent, vaguely revealing her fiery, sexy, curvaceous, and rounded figure. Below her slender neck, her collarbones were delicate and sexy. On her creamy-white chest hung two large, pale orbs. The full, perky bust pushed the nightgown into a distinct arc. Dark red areolas and pink nipples were faintly visible against the thin fabric. Half of her ample breast flesh spilled out from the off-the-shoulder nightgown, and from outside the gown, the two beautiful points on her chest could be clearly seen.
From her full, plump, fleshy hips to her heels, her body presented a golden, captivating curve. Her waist was incredibly slender, her abdomen flat, before the curves on both sides expanded dramatically, outlining an exaggerated S-curve. A pair of full, round, plump buttocks stood out behind her. Between her legs, a patch of black was faintly visible. She had a pair of long, straight legs like a model's. Her thighs were full and fleshy, while her calves were shapely and slender. The soft curves were as if meticulously drawn by a master painter, not an ounce too much or too little. Her snow-white, tender calves were exposed below the hem of the skirt, their skin as smooth and white as suet jade. Her beautiful, bare feet stepped on the clean floor. The long, trailing gown revealed her full, crystal-clear, white feet. The soles of her feet and ankles had a faint, powdery, orange-red hue. Against the backdrop of the long gown, she was indescribably charming and alluring.
Although dressed so revealingly and casually, the woman wore a kind smile and exuded an elegant, noble, almost aristocratic temperament. She was graceful and poised, beautiful and refined. Yet, her willow-leaf brows and almond-shaped eyes, her face as beautiful as a jade flower, looked delicate and charming. Her face was still flushed, clearly the afterglow of passion had not yet faded. Her voluptuous, enchanting body, half-hidden and half-revealed, betrayed a wanton and seductive nature that seemed to come from the very core of her being.
Noble and elegant, yet bewitching and sexy. Two completely different sensations coexisted in this woman simultaneously.
"H-hello... Mother."
Gu Wanxin looked at the bewitching sight of the woman before her in the semi-transparent gauze nightgown, her own face showing astonishment. She then blushed slightly and lowered her head to speak.
She was 35 years old. Her mother, by all rights, should be at least 60 years old. And yet, she was addressing this beautiful, sexy mature woman as her mother!?
"How long have you been here? Don't be so formal, Wanxin. Please, sit."
The woman she addressed as Mother not only showed no signs of aging but was radiant. Her charming face was full of the captivating charm of a mature woman, especially the allure in her eyes and brows, which was filled with a soul-stirring, full-bodied grace.
She swayed her perky, round buttocks seductively as she walked down the stairs. Beneath the gauzy nightgown, the two peaks of her magnificent breasts also rose and fell. Through the gown, one could see the dazzling, tempting waves of snow-white flesh. Her full chest swayed like the tide.
Her waist was impossibly slender, her buttocks round and full. Her muscles were fair and smooth, her legs plump, long, and lubricious. Her long, jade-like legs moved with a light, bouncing motion. The soft, alluring lines of her legs were full of elasticity. Her plump, exquisite body was filled with a soul-stirring, seductive, fleshy sensuality. From any angle, this woman possessed a temptation that no man could resist.
"I just came from the airport, Mother. How have you been these past few years?" Gu Wanxin looked at her scantily clad mother, unable to hide the astonishment in her eyes.
This woman was the mother of Gu Wanxin and Gu Wanfei, the previous head of the Gu family, Gu Yanzhen. She should be over sixty years old this year, yet it was as if time had stood still for her body, maintaining the physique of a middle-aged woman in her forties.
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