I gently kissed Yao Wei's cheek and said with a smile, "Well, it's only because you my enchanting little temptress, are so beautiful that I couldn't control myself."
Yao Wei, beaming from the compliment, laughed, "You sweet-talker! Hurry up and get cleaned up. We have to go. Don't keep my parents waiting!"
I quickly straightened our disheveled clothes, wiped our lower bodies clean, and made sure we were both presentable before leaving the garage. As we walked, Yao Wei whispered, "It's probably best not to let my parents know about us for now, to avoid the hassle. They don't seem to want me to date too early."
"Mm," I nodded in understanding.
As the daughter of the Yao family, she would surely be set up with a rich heir or the son of a powerful official to marry into a wealthy and influential family. They probably never imagined she would be dating me, especially not with my semen still between her legs. The thought filled me with a sense of smug satisfaction.
At the villa entrance, I saw Yao Liang standing there waiting for us. Yao Wei swayed forward, her steps alluring, and said in a loud, cheerful voice, "Look who's on time today. Didn't go out roaming today? Mom will be thrilled to see her unfilial son actually come home."
"Tch." Yao Liang looked like he couldn't be bothered with her. He saw me walking behind her and asked with a puzzled expression, "Xiao Bin came with my sister?"
I said, "It was on the way from school, so it saved me the trouble of getting a taxi."
He looked completely healed.
Yao Wei laughed, "That's right. It's a shame you and I weren't on the same route little brother, or I would have picked you up too."
"I don't need a ride from you," Yao Liang said grumpily.
The siblings had been bickering and fighting since they were young. Yao Wei had always been the bossy big sister and had bullied her brother more than a few times. My personality was more docile and I was content to be her follower, which was why I got along with her so well.
The three of us walked into the villa together. I hadn't seen him since I threatened him at the hospital, but the memory of my mother going to the hospital late that night to give him a blowjob, being so intimate with him, filled me with hostility.
In a way, he was my rival. After receiving such a lewd favor from my mother, he should have been insufferably smug, but today he was acting as if nothing had happened. He was uncharacteristically quiet, didn't say a word to me, his face sullen, while Yao Wei chattered nonstop.
I thought to myself, no matter how you lust after my mom, I've already fucked your beautiful sister countless times. I'm way ahead of you this round. The thought made me feel much better.
Once inside, I was secretly stunned. The interior was like a small castle, magnificent and ornate, decorated entirely in high-end, luxurious gold. The floors were paved with pure golden tiles, covered by expensive velvet carpets. The walls were adorned with many famous paintings. It was the epitome of opulence and extravagance.
I remembered from my childhood that this mansion hadn't been decorated so lavishly; it must have been renovated later.
My family used to be wealthy, but I had never seen anything so grand and extravagant. The master of the Yao family was truly living a life of decadence and pleasure.
This was probably all paid for with the money they made after driving my Zhou family into bankruptcy. That damned, treacherous scoundrel, I cursed inwardly.
Entering the foyer, I was almost dazzled by the sight of a tall, powerfully built black man walking towards us. He was dressed in a very gentlemanly suit. The man was very tall, I estimated over 1.9 meters, with a bear-like waist and a tiger back. His shaved head and pure black skin created a strong visual impact. His features were soft and handsome, exuding a certain inexplicable masculine charm.
He walked up to us, his face beaming with a smile and bowed with great elegance. In a magnetic voice, he said, "Miss, Master, welcome home. Honored guest, welcome."
His Chinese was very fluent; he had clearly spent a lot of time in China.
"Hello, Max. We're a little late, aren't we? Have Mom and Dad been saying bad things about us? You have to tell me," Yao Wei teased the Black man, named Max, acting very familiar with him.
"You're joking, Miss. They are waiting for you."
Max gestured to the side with an elegant, practiced motion that seemed beyond his years. He deliberately kept a certain distance from Yao Wei, appearing very gentlemanly.
"Max, later, fill up my Maybach with gas. Also, there's something wrong with the left axle. Take a look and see what's wrong," Yao Liang told him.
Max lowered his head and said, "Yes, Master."
Up close, this butler Max, had dark skin that seemed to shimmer as if reflecting light. Although he was wearing a suit, one could still see his well-defined, muscular physique. He was powerfully built and taller than both Yao Liang and me. Yao Liang was over 1.8 meters tall, but he looked a head shorter next to Max, let alone me at only 1.7 meters.
Yao Wei and Max walked side-by-side in front, chatting intermittently about family matters. I smelled the cloying scent of her youthful body, mixed with the faint, musky aroma of our recent lovemaking. I watched the purple lace pattern on the hem of her top sway with her slender waist. The short hem of her shirt occasionally revealed a glimpse of her fair, tender skin. Her round, firm buttocks and full shapely long legs twisted in her tight jeans. Her two long legs, encased in coffee-colored high-top boots, moved with elegant steps, the 5-centimeter thin heels making a "tap-tap-tap" sound just like high heels.
For some reason, I couldn't bring myself to like this butler.
We passed through the foyer and down a corridor, and I couldn't help but marvel at how vast the Yao family's villa was. It was at least several times larger than my house.
As we walked down a side corridor, I saw a staircase leading downwards, looking like an entrance to a basement. Below the stairs was an iron door, the style of which seemed strangely familiar.
I had played down here with Yao Liang when we were kids. One time, when we got to the door, we were sternly scolded by the adults and never went near it again.
I remembered the basement in my own house; the layout and the design of the staircase were identical.
I didn't have time to think more about it before we arrived at a side room. This was likely the dining room. Although it was a side room, it was very spacious, decorated like a private suite in a five-star hotel. A window offered a view of the woods and a lake outside.
A middle-aged couple was already seated at the dining table in the center of the room. The man was wearing casual home clothes. He looked old, with a bald head and very thick glasses. His build was sturdy but somewhat portly. His eyes however were sharp and bright, revealing a shrewd intelligence. Despite his casual attire, he still looked imposing.
Beside him sat a dignified and elegant middle-aged beauty. She wore light makeup, a pair of phoenix-like eyes, and two delicate eyebrows with high arched tips. Her skin was fair, her features beautiful and gentle. Her dark, reddish hair was styled in an elegant bun. She had a high nose bridge and full, sexy, lustrous red lips. Her face was graceful and charming, yet dignified. Although there were some signs of aging, she possessed a unique, mature allure.
She wore a loose white dress, her fair arms exposed. Following the elegant curve of her neck, the two full, towering mounds of a mature woman stood proudly on her chest. Through the neckline, one could vaguely glimpse a deep, alluring cleavage.
"Dad! Mom!" Yao Wei called out cheerfully, walking up and giving each of them a warm kiss on the cheek.
"So, Vivi, you finally remember to come see your father," the beautiful woman said with a smile. "You've been at school for so long and never thought to come home to see your parents."
"It hasn't been that long! Only two months. But I missed you guys so much!" Yao Wei said.
"Two months isn't long? How much longer are you going to make your old father wait to see you?" the middle-aged man said taking his daughter's hand, his stern face softening into a slight smile.
"I've been busy with all sorts of things at school. I'm a junior now, and there are so many activities I can't get away from. I know, Dad," Yao Wei said, acting coquettishly with the man.
This man was of course, Yao Wei and Yao Liang's father, Yao Shuanglei. The woman beside him was his wife. I had seen her often when I was young. I remembered her surname was Wu, and she was the director of a major hospital in the city, but I hadn't seen her for many years and my memory of her was a bit vague.
"Dad, Mom," Yao Liang greeted them briefly, placing the bag he was carrying on a side cabinet and sitting down by himself.
They both looked towards the door. The moment Yao Shuanglei saw his son, his face immediately darkened.
The beautiful woman stood up, walked over to me and said softly, "You must be Zhou Bin. It's been a long time. You've grown up so much."
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