Urban Seduction: Housewives Club-Chapter 1285: Sisters’ Private Chat 1

But Song Xueqi just wasn’t good at hiding her thoughts, and Ye Fei saw right through her. He immediately conceded, saying, "Alright, I’ll go out." And with that, he left, waiting outside. After all, as long as he used this trump card, he’d truly win over his grandma. One time wouldn’t make a difference.

After a while, Song Xueqi slowly emerged, still wearing that light purple palace dress. She was already a one-in-a-million beauty, and after Ye Fei’s attention last night, she now looked like a blooming flower, stunningly gorgeous.

Such a stunning and charming grandma left Ye Fei staring, his eyes wide and unblinking. He couldn’t help but praise, "Grandma, you’re just so beautiful and enchanting!"

Song Xueqi was quite pleased by Ye Fei’s compliment, but to cut off this inappropriate relationship with him, she deliberately put on a cold face and said, "If you don’t want me to get angry, stop saying these things!"

"Okay, okay, I won’t say anything. Let’s go," Ye Fei conceded again, leading his grandma towards the guest room. Indeed, his trump card was his grandma Wang Yueryao. He believed that as soon as the two sisters met, the problem would be solved easily.

Following Ye Fei, Song Xueqi’s steps were hesitant at first, but then became firm.

At this moment, she had already decided to take the opportunity to talk to her grandson’s wife and ask for her help in persuading him. She was sure she would agree, after all, no woman would want to share her man with another woman.

The two soon arrived outside the room where Wang Yueryao was staying. Ye Fei knocked on the door, and immediately a beautiful voice came from inside, "Who is it?"

"Honey, open up. Your hubby’s here with a younger wife to pay respects to you," Ye Fei chuckled.

Hearing her grandson’s words, Song Xueqi couldn’t help but glare at him. She thought to herself, I’m your grandma. Even if I am your wife, I should be the most important one. How could he make me pay respects to his younger wife? Of course, she only thought this in her mind and didn’t dare say it out loud.

The door was quickly opened by Wang Yueryao from the inside. As soon as she came out, she completely ignored Ye Fei and looked at Song Xueqi with a smile, saying, "Sis, do you still recognize me?"

"Yueryao?!" Song Xueqi looked at the woman Ye Fei called his wife, hardly able to believe her eyes.

"It’s me, Sister Xueqi!" Wang Yueryao, who had initially shocked Song Xueqi, became excited herself the moment they met.

She grabbed Song Xueqi’s hand and pulled her into the room, hugging her tightly. Then she glanced at Ye Fei with a beautiful look in her eyes and said, "We sisters need to talk. You go do whatever you need to do!"

"Alright, I was just about to go discuss the Ten Thousand Calamities Stone with Master Yin. You two take your time," Ye Fei agreed and turned to leave, heading to find Yin Hanyan.

After Ye Fei left, Wang Yueryao hugged Song Xueqi tightly and said, "Sister, thank you!"

Song Xueqi, being a powerful cultivator, quickly recovered from the shock of seeing her good friend after more than thirty years. However, Wang Yueryao’s words puzzled her, and she asked, "Thank me for what?"

"For always thinking of me. Look at your name here, ’Nianyao.’ It means you miss me, doesn’t it?" Wang Yueryao giggled.

"So that’s why you had Ye Fei come to my marriage contest, right? Is that how you repay me?" Song Xueqi looked at her good sister, whom she hadn’t seen for over thirty years, with a hint of annoyance.

After the initial shock, she had figured out a lot.

Ye Fei’s participation in the marriage contest was encouraged by Wang Yueryao. She had recognized Song Xueqi, as the appearances of the two sisters hadn’t changed at all in the past thirty years.

Wang Yueryao was very proud, "So, what do you think of this gift? Tell me, Sister, did you enjoy last night?"

"Don’t even mention it!" Song Xueqi was even more annoyed, "You’re not helping me! I can’t be with him!"

"Why not? I’m his woman, too. Didn’t we dream of sharing a man when we were little? We didn’t get to do it back then, but now isn’t it the perfect time to fulfill our childhood wish?" Wang Yueryao smiled.

"I’m not like you. I’m his grandma!" Song Xueqi looked at her good sister in frustration. She used to be very smart, so why couldn’t she understand this now?

"I know, he’s the son of Lingyun from your family," Wang Yueryao said, "But do you know who his mother is?"

"Who is she?" Song Xueqi asked, thinking to herself that this had nothing to do with her.

"His mother is Yiru," Wang Yueryao dropped a bombshell.

"Yiru? Your second daughter?!" Song Xueqi was shocked, "Then doesn’t that make you...?"

"That’s right, I’m his grandma, not far off from your relationship with him," Wang Yueryao smiled.

Song Xueqi was instantly confused. "So, how did you end up with him?"

"Well, I’m far from as fortunate as you, sister. You two were in love before anything happened," Wang Yueryao feigned a grievance, "But me, I was raped by that little scoundrel."

"Raped?!" Song Xueqi was even more shocked. She knew Wang Yueryao’s personality all too well.

It was the complete opposite of hers—extremely strong-willed. How could she have been raped by her grandson, not only not getting angry but also becoming his woman?

"You must be wondering why I didn’t kill him or commit suicide, right?" Wang Yueryao sighed, "What can I do? That little rascal’s... well, you know... is just so powerful. The first time he raped me, he went at it for over five hours straight. He fucked me until I bled down there. It was like I gave him my virginity all over again. After that, he kept fucking me every day, and eventually, I gave him my heart too."

"Ugh! What are you even saying?!" Hearing her sister’s words, Song Xueqi’s face turned bright red. She remembered Wang Yueryao as very reserved. How had she become so bold in her speech?

"What’s the big deal? It’s just the two of us sisters here. Can’t we speak freely? I bet you talk the same way when you’re enjoying his... attentions," Wang Yueryao said nonchalantly, "By the way, I forgot to ask you, how long did he fuck you last night?"

"You’ve been through it yourself, so why are you asking me?" Song Xueqi’s face was still bright red as she spoke.

"Well, he fucked me all night long. If it weren’t for you sharing the load last night, I probably wouldn’t be able to get out of bed even now," Wang Yueryao reminisced, then added, "You guys went all night too, right?"