"You...you pervert!" Mom bit her lip, her face contorted with anger. "I'm leaving right now!"
Seemingly unable to bear Wang Xiong's humiliation any longer, Mom stormed off to the living room, intending to remove her sexy maid outfit and change into her own clothes.
"Fine, go ahead, but before you leave, I'll make a call." Wang Xiong calmly pulled out his phone. "Hello, Aunt Susan, it's about that thing I told you about last time..."
"No!" Mom whirled around. "You can't do this!"
"Why not?" Wang Xiong put down his phone and laughed. "Or, I could take a picture of you like this and send it to Shang Yan and the others? Then post it in the school's class group chat, let them see that Xiao Wei's mother, the dignified CEO of Lingya, is actually dressed as a maid in my house, hahahahaha!"
Mom trembled, a tear of humiliation rolling down her cheek. "You..."
"Xiao Wei is already having a hard time at school," Wang Xiong continued, "If people find out you're wearing a white silk maid outfit..."
"Enough!" Xia Ling cried out hoarsely, tears finally streaming down her face. Her tall frame leaned against the wall, tears slowly sliding down her cheeks, before she collapsed to her knees. "Please, stop talking..."
Wang Xiong also knelt down, lifting Xia Ling's chin. "Then tell me, what should we do?"
Xia Ling closed her eyes, tears of humiliation streaming down her face, her makeup smudged, her curled eyelashes trembling slightly.
After a long silence, she finally spoke in an almost inaudible voice, "I...I can only run the water, nothing else..."
"Go on, Sister Xia," Wang Xiong released Xia Ling's chin, stood up, and looked down at her. "Go wash the dishes first, then go to the bathroom. Remember, the water temperature should be just right."
Xia Ling slowly stood up, her fair fingers wiping the corner of her eye. In her 10cm black patent leather high heels, she strode forward, her long, white-stockinged legs swaying gently with each step, and began her work...
The sounds of washing dishes echoed from the kitchen, interspersed with the crisp tapping of Xia Ling's high heels on the greasy floor. Accompanied by these sounds, Wang Xiong comfortably leaned back on the living room sofa, his left hand holding the grey silk Xia Ling had given him a few days ago, and his right hand holding the freshly shed flesh-colored stockings. He played with one in his hand and inhaled the other deeply—a double pleasure, utterly delightful!
Time ticked by. Just as Wang Xiong was engrossed in his play, Xia Ling came out of the bathroom and said, "The water's ready..."
"Hmm...good!"
Satisfied, Wang Xiong got up, put down the gray stockings, but couldn't bear to throw away the other pair of flesh-colored stockings, so he picked them up and walked towards the bathroom.
Behind him, Xia Ling's head was bowed, her hair swaying slightly beneath her lace maid headdress. She wore 10cm black patent leather high heels, her long, beautiful legs encased in luxurious white stockings, moving gracefully with each step.
The bathroom was filled with steam, and the large bathtub rippled with water.
Xia Ling stood in the doorway, her hands clasped in front of her pure white apron. The contrasting black and white of her maid outfit added a touch of allure to the steamy scene.
Wang Xiong stood by the bathtub, glancing at Xia Ling with interest. Then, in a few swift movements, he stripped naked, revealing his thin, dark body. Only his enormous penis was visible, enough to make one gasp.
"Sister Xia, I didn't expect you to be so skilled at serving people…"
Wang Xiong's eyes held a sly smile. Xia Ling, seeing him naked, quickly turned her head away. Her long eyelashes cast shadows on her face, and her exquisite makeup made her look both dignified and alluring.
"The water temperature is just right…" Xia Ling's voice carried a hint of weariness and restraint. Her red lips parted slightly, "Then I'll…"
Xia Ling turned, the hem of her maid's dress tracing a graceful arc.
"Stop!"
Wang Xiong suddenly gave the order. He had already stepped one foot into the bathtub and said to Xia Ling, "Sister Xia, taking a bath alone is no fun. Of course we have to bathe together..."
"Wh...what?!"
Xia Ling gasped, her voice trembling slightly in the steamy bathroom. She slowly turned her head, her exquisite makeup unable to conceal her panic.
What came into view was Wang Xiong's languid figure lying in the bathtub. One hand rested casually on the edge of the tub. In the rising steam, his gaze was sharp and predatory, like that of a predator, brazenly scrutinizing Xia Ling, who was dressed in a white silk maid outfit.
"Didn't you hear me? I said...we'll shower together."
Mom immediately shook her head, her face turning bright red: "You...what else do you want!"
Wang Xiong's voice was low and menacing: "Sister Xia, since you're already at my house, you should be mentally prepared, right? Hurry up, take off your clothes, come in and take a bath, hehe."
"No way, absolutely..."
Before Mom could finish speaking, Wang Xiong interrupted sharply: "You mean you'll let it go after your son punched me?"
"You've already used that trick..." "...Mom bit her red lips, her beautiful legs encased in white stockings trembling slightly. Head bowed, she said, "I've dressed you, cooked the noodles, and prepared the water... I've done enough."
Wang Xiong's voice grew even lower: "Sister Xia, do you think no one at school bullies Xiaowei besides me? Those guys in Class 3, those guys in Class 5, they're all troublemakers! If it weren't for me protecting Xiaowei, his days at school would probably be even harder..."
Mom's fair hands were clasped together in front of her, her fingertips rubbing together, seemingly conflicted.
Wang Xiong continued, "Our school has a wealth of talent; some are from powerful families, some are business families, some are involved in organized crime—you name it. I wouldn't mind sharing your secrets with them, hahaha!"
"No!"
Xia Ling finally cried out, her voice trembling slightly, "I...I'll listen to you."
"Hey, that's right, Sister Xia. As long as you behave, Lingya Group will still be a top-tier company, and no one will bully Xiaowei at school."
Wang Xiong sat up straight in the bathtub, his eyes fixed on Xia Ling: "Take it off, Sister Xia, come in and take a bath with me, it'll feel great, hehe." "..."
Mom bit her lip, looking at Wang Xiong, and said, "But I have one request."
Wang Xiong looked indifferent: "Oh? Sister Xia has another request? Go ahead."
Mom stammered, "I...I can't be completely naked, at least...at least some protection."
However, Wang Xiong laughed: "Alright, Sister Xia, that suits me perfectly. Put on those stockings, here they are, I brought them in for you."
Mom saw the stockings she had worn that morning on the counter. Their silky texture shimmered under the bathroom light, yet seemed to foreshadow the humiliation and sorrow that awaited her.
Wang Xiong added, "By the way, no underwear, only stockings."
Mom looked down at her sexy maid outfit, her expression so helpless.
A very short black dress accentuated her slender figure, while a pure white lace apron added a touch of allure. Her long, beautiful legs were encased in high-end, creamy white stockings, and she wore expensive black patent leather high heels.
Xia Ling's slender fingers nervously twisted the edge of her apron, seemingly still hesitant.
"Sister Xia..." Wang Xiong's voice sounded particularly deep in the steamy bathroom, carrying a hint of seduction, "I know what you're worried about, isn't it? You're afraid I'll take advantage and penetrate you, right?" He chuckled, going a step further, "Don't worry, I have no interest in rape. I prefer to see you gradually lower your guard, lower your standards, and finally have to accept reality... Perhaps in the near future, you yourself won't be able to resist this feeling?"
"No... impossible!"
Xia Ling bit her pink lower lip, her exquisite makeup unable to conceal her inner struggle. She knew she had no way out, yet the last shred of dignity befitting a female CEO was still putting up a futile resistance.
"Think about it, Sister Xia," Wang Xiong continued, his voice softening slightly, "Everything you're doing now is just a temporary compromise to protect the company and Xiaowei's future. Isn't that what a responsible mother should do? For the company and Xiaowei, what is this humiliation, right?"
Wang Xiong's words seemed to give Xia Ling a plausible excuse.