Chapter 24
Night...
The "Xinzhi Mi" Group's building was still brightly lit. Its outer wall bore a large sign reading "Xinzhi Mi" below which was a flower-shaped logo, illuminated by dazzling neon lights.
Ever since the news broke that Jiang Weixin's "Weixin Group" was involved in commercial fraud, unfair competition, and misappropriation of investor funds, all of the group's businesses had taken a sharp nosedive. Its overseas-listed stock had plummeted, investors had swarmed the "Weixin Group" building, and Jiang Weixin himself had been arrested and imprisoned on multiple commercial charges, implicating a wide range of people. With the "Weixin Group" left leaderless, the remaining personnel were unwilling to take responsibility, distancing themselves from Jiang Weixin and pinning all the blame on him alone.
The "Xinzhi Mi" Group, however, seized the opportunity to acquire a large number of shares in the "Weixin Group." The two parties had previously cooperated in many fields, and this time, they took the chance to swallow up many of its business segments. Some talented individuals and senior executives, seeing the way the wind was blowing, had also jumped ship to the "Xinzhi Mi" Group to secure their future, taking with them even more business secrets.
More recently, even more sensational news had emerged: Yao Shuanglei, the big boss and chairman of the Yao Group, had been rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment due to a sudden heart attack. Although he was ultimately revived, he remained in a coma, unconscious. The hospital had repeatedly stated that he was not yet out of danger and required further treatment and observation.
The "Weixin Group" and the Yao family's industries were deeply intertwined, with numerous connections. Gossipmongers among the public were buzzing with speculation that Yao Shuanglei's illness was linked to Jiang Weixin's downfall. Some conspiracy theorists even believed it was a ruse by Yao Shuanglei to lie low, like a turtle retracting its head, in order to protect himself when the "Weixin Group" collapsed.
The heir to the Yao family's business was still a student who had not yet graduated, and of course, he could not handle the massive void left by his father. Therefore, the Yao family's affairs were currently being managed temporarily by Yao's wife, Wu Minwen, and several directors. However, Yao Shuanglei had a legally notarized will, and his heir could only be Yao Liang. Thus, legal documents could only be signed by the young master of the Yao family.
Even as a temporary agent with no real power, the young master of the Yao family at least held veto power. With Yao Shuanglei's condition remaining uncertain, whether the young master would govern while continuing his studies had also become a focal point of public discussion.
For a time, the business world of Jingzhou City was in turmoil, with the feeling that a major upheaval was imminent.
The "Xinzhi Mi" Group was busy with joint ventures and acquisitions, with more than a dozen banks discussing financing plans with them. Banks always fawned on the powerful and loved to add flowers to a brocade; they were urgently calling in loans to the "Weixin Group" while acting as brokers for the mergers, bustling with activity.
In the president's office of the "Xinzhi Mi" Group.
Gu Wanxin had been busy all day, meeting with city leaders, presidents of various banks, leaders of the chamber of commerce, CEOs of suppliers, and even senior executives from the "Weixin Group." She orchestrated everything, maneuvering between the various factions.
Women naturally have a unique gender advantage in such male-dominated circles, and she was especially adept at leveraging these advantages, mastering the sensitive psychology between men and women, making her invincible in the business world.
She intended to swallow Jiang Weixin's capital bit by bit. This was originally the Zhou family's foundation; what she was doing now was merely taking back what had belonged to her son.
After signing the last document and handing a stack of manuscripts to her female secretary, Li Yunmei, and confirming the next day's appointment schedule, Gu Wanxin looked at her watch. It was already past midnight.
"If I go home now, my son will probably be asleep."
She muttered to herself, then checked the messages on her phone. Her son Zhou Bin, had left her several messages, all asking when she would be home. She had been too busy and hadn't seen them while working.
Just then, the phone rang. She glanced at the screen, and her beautiful face rarely grew solemn. She immediately answered the call.
"Hello, Mother." Gu Wanxin said respectfully.
"How have things been lately?" A mature woman's voice came from the other end, sounding more like an interrogation than a show of concern.
"Everything is going smoothly."
"That's good. As I told you, some things cannot be rushed. Those people are all treacherous; you must be careful in dealing with them."
"I understand. Thank you, Mother."
A moment of silence passed before the voice on the phone asked again, "Regarding what you mentioned before, about Xiao Bin... how have you been handling it?"
Gu Wanxin's willow-like eyebrows furrowed slightly as she let out a soft sigh. "I will soothe him soon. Xiao Bin is still so young, full of youthful vigor. You can't really blame him."
The woman's voice on the phone became stern. "Wanxin, this is what I worry about most with you. You must not be softhearted. Our past failure is a lesson to be learned. We absolutely cannot repeat our mistakes and follow the old path of the Zhu family. They are a bloody lesson, do you understand!"
Gu Wanxin's fair, jade-like hand gripped the phone tightly, her tone firm as she said, "I understand! Mother, please rest assured!"
"Good. Take care of yourself and Xiao Bin. Handle his matter. If you really can't hold back, find Ahong. Be careful with other men. Although you are very smart, we are women after all, and must be cautious in everything."
"Alright, thank you, Mother."
The woman on the other end said nothing more and hung up.
Gu Wanxin put down her phone. Her stunningly beautiful face looked a little pale, perhaps because the recent affairs had truly exhausted her, or maybe the phone call had just sounded another alarm bell for her.
She silently lit a cigarette, lost in thought, and looked out the window at the brilliantly lit night view of Jingzhou. Skyscrapers stood tall, and the city was a scene of singing and dancing, a picture of a prosperous and flourishing age.
Just then, her phone rang again. Gu Wanxin picked it up, and when she saw the caller's name, her long, graceful neck tilted up elegantly, and a smile touched her rosy lips.
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I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I feel like my mom has been getting colder and more distant towards me lately.
The final exams for this semester just ended, and summer vacation is about to start. I'll have plenty of free time to be alone with my mom at home. Before every morning when I went to school, my mom would leave for work very early. The maid at home would make my breakfast, and I would ride my bike to school by myself. When she came home from work, my mom would always say she had to work overtime and usually wouldn't return until I was about to go to sleep. Sometimes, she wasn't even home by the time I fell asleep. It felt like we barely saw each other at all.
Even when we did see each other, like at breakfast, my mom didn't have much to say to me. She would just ask a few cursory questions about school. This growing sense of distance between mother and son made me increasingly uneasy.
But none of that mattered now, because a week into the vacation, the time for the second "test" that my mom and I had agreed upon had finally arrived.
I had brought it up with her again a few days ago, and we agreed to do it at home tonight at 8 PM.
With such an ambiguous time, I believe that as long as the atmosphere is right tonight, no one will disturb the two of us. Maybe I'll really get to kiss her and become her new boyfriend!
I recently heard that my mom had completely broken things off with that Jiang Weixin, exposing a series of his misdeeds and handing the relevant evidence over to the police. She had also officially broken up with Jiang, returning to her status as a single, wealthy woman.
My mom is at that age where a woman's sexual desire is at peak, fierce and abundant. I still vividly remember how slutty and wanton she looked on the bed when she was having sex with Jiang Weixin.
She was charmingly shy yet passionate, her full-bodied flesh moaning in abandon, forgetting herself, fully displaying the charm and hunger of a mature woman. Just thinking about it made my whole body burn with heat.
I was so excited I could hardly sleep last night, and all day today, I was restless and fidgety, eagerly awaiting the arrival of night.
The maid finished her chores early and went home. During the day, I went to a nearby flower shop and bought a single rose. The rose was wrapped with an exquisite ribbon, and the packaging was very beautiful. The ribbon in the middle even had the words "LOVE YOU" written in English, looking very romantic.
I put on a proper outfit, combed my hair into the most handsome style, applied some hair wax, put on a brand-name set of casual clothes, and sprayed on some men's perfume. I looked at myself in the mirror for a long time, making sure there were no flaws anywhere on my body. Looking in the mirror, I looked like a decent young adult.
Soon, it was 8 PM. My mom arrived home on time, parked her car, and walked into the living room. She was holding a seasonal Hermès handbag. Her sleek, straight black hair draped over her shoulders, and her delicate face was lightly made up. She wore a neutral black blouse on top. Although the style was business-like, the alluring contour of her towering, full breasts was clearly visible, straining against the fabric. A coffee-colored belt cinched her slender waist. On her lower half, she wore a black, business-style skirt that reached her knees. The skirt was stretched tight by her full, plump buttocks and thighs, creating many wrinkles. Below the skirt, her shapely, well-proportioned calves were wrapped in transparent black stockings. Her legs, from the waist down, were extremely long, like a model's. Over it all, she wore a black windbreaker, giving her a heroic and dashing look. On her feet, she wore a pair of black 5-centimeter high heels, which accentuated her intellectual, mature, and elegant feminine charm.
"Mom, good evening."
I held the rose, stood up to greet her at the door, my heart thumping wildly. I caught the scent of her mature womanly fragrance drifting towards me, and my eyes couldn't help but stare at her fat buttocks, her long, beautiful legs, her towering chest, and her sexy red lips. I secretly sighed at how perfect a woman my mom was.
My mom's bright eyes glanced at me indifferently and said nothing. Her gaze shifted to the rose in my hand, and she looked a little surprised. My heart raced, I took a deep breath, and handed the rose to my mom, saying with a smile, "A gift for you."
My mom took the rose, smelled its fragrance deeply, and a faint smile appeared on her face. "Thank you, Xiao Bin."
Seeing that my mom was happy, I was overjoyed, but I forced myself to remain calm and suppress my excitement.
My mom bent down to take off her high heels and place them on the shoe cabinet, then changed into her house slippers. She walked to the coat rack, took off her black windbreaker, and hung it up. The black blouse underneath was sleeveless, revealing her snowy-white, jade-like arms. From behind, her figure was very tall, especially the golden ratio of her upper and lower body divided by the belt, which made her beautiful legs look particularly long. Without any revealing clothing, she was already full of a mature woman's charm.
"Sit."
My mom said as she placed the flower in a vase in the room. She then went to the coffee machine to make a cup of coffee. I saw her lazily unbutton the top two strained buttons of her blouse. The curve of her chest, tightly bound by the top, seemed to relax a bit. My mom looked content. As she walked, her willow-like waist swayed, and her full, round buttocks were tightly wrapped by the black skirt, forming a captivating arc as she swayed with every step.
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