Bar. Living Room, Then the Bathroom

That night, when I returned to my room, I discovered that Tingting had kept one hand on the spot where I slept, scaring me into breaking out in a cold sweat.

I had been so focused on making love with Mother. Luckily, Tingting hadn't woken up midway. As for Father, I could vaguely hear his snoring the whole time I was making love with Mother, so I wasn't too worried.

I tiptoed back to bed and checked the time. It was already past two in the morning. I gently picked up Tingting's hand and placed it around my waist. Before long, I fell into a deep sleep...

I didn't wake up until ten the next day. Tingting was already gone. Still groggy, I walked out of the room and found her sorting vegetables with Mother.

Watching the two women together in such a warm scene, I felt deeply satisfied.

It was Monday. Father had finished breakfast long ago and gone to work.

Ever since Mother married Father, she had been a housewife and naturally didn't have a job.

Tingting and I had originally both taken ten days off from the company, saying we had come back to visit relatives. But Tingting was going to quit her job and focus on having the baby, and I couldn't keep fooling around everywhere either. It was time to settle down, establish the branch company as soon as possible, earn a better income, and give the two women a better life.

After thinking it over, I contacted a salesperson from yesterday and asked him to take me to look at several suitable places today. While I was at it, I would see whether Zhao Yu had returned and have a meal with him.

So I called Old Zhao, and he picked up quickly. "Hello! Tian Ge, asking me out for dinner? I'm free, I'm free. You pick whatever we eat!"

Old Zhao was still as fond of joking as ever. I smiled and said, "Yeah! If it weren't for dinner, I wouldn't even be looking for you! Where are you? Have you come back?"

"I'm back, but I've got something to deal with outside! Let's meet for dinner tonight!" It was very noisy on Zhao Yu's end, as if he were at some construction site.

I said, "Fine, I'll arrange the place. I'll let you know once it's decided."

To my surprise, Zhao Yu said, "No, Tian Ge, I'll pick the place. I'll handle it. Add me on WeChat—use this number. I'll send you the location in a bit. Wait... Hey! I'm talking to you! Don't move that over there! That's it, I'm hanging up, Tian Ge!"

"Beep... beep..." The call was quickly disconnected. Zhao Yu seemed busy, so I added him on WeChat and waited for him to accept.

At noon, after lunch, I helped Mother clean up and wash the dishes. I also told her that I was having dinner with Zhao Yu tonight and wouldn't be coming home to eat.

Mother asked excitedly, "Is it Zhao Yu, the one who always protected you before? You've heard from him?"

I said, "Yeah, it's him. He was the one who found me. Otherwise, I still wouldn't have been able to contact him!"

Mother said, "Mm! It's good that you got in touch. Your Dad and I even tried to ask around for him before, but there was no news. It's good that he's back. Invite him over for dinner some other day when you have time. We need to properly thank him—he helped you a lot before!"

I said, "Got it, Mom. I'm heading out in a bit."

Mother gave an "Mm," then said to me, "Come back earlier, or I'll miss you..."

I smiled, kissed Mother, and said, "Got it, Wife. I'll go get ready first."

"Mm, go on, then."

I went back to the room and told Tingting, changed my clothes, then drove out. First, I met up with the salesperson and looked at several places I liked, but I wasn't particularly satisfied with any of them in person. They were either too small or too expensive. After running around for most of the day, I still hadn't found anything satisfactory.

Downstairs from an office building, both Xiao Zhang and I were a little tired. Xiao Zhang said to me, "Bro, you weren't satisfied with any of the places you saw online. Do you have any other places in mind?"

I knew what he wanted to say, so I said directly, "If you have somewhere else, just take me there!"

I knew he definitely had some good places tucked away. Those places had everything going for them, except the agency fee was more expensive. But I wanted to find somewhere better, so there was no harm in taking a look.

"Hey! Bro, then let's go here!" Xiao Liu sounded delighted and directly sent me the location. "It's not far from here, just a few minutes by car."

After seeing Xiao Liu's "hidden stock," I was indeed quite satisfied. The lighting and layout were both excellent, and the location was suitable too. The building used one-way privacy glass: people inside could see outside, but people outside couldn't see in. The executive offices all used floor-to-ceiling windows, and the view was very nice. If I were with Mother...

I entertained the wicked thought without letting it show on my face, then said mildly, "Xiao Liu, this place is pretty good, but let's look at a few more."

If I made up my mind right away, I would get ripped off, so I couldn't sound too eager. After hearing me, Xiao Liu took me to several other places.

By the time I finished looking at office locations, it was already nearly six. I bought Xiao Liu a cup of coffee, told him I would contact him again, then drove toward the location Zhao Yu had sent me.

I had no idea what kind of place Zhao Yu had picked. It was actually a bar, and it wasn't even close to the urban area. It was a little baffling. Shouldn't he have picked a private room at some restaurant or something?

When I arrived at the bar, I realized it wasn't merely baffling—it made absolutely no sense. I stood outside the entrance to "City Mood Bar," speechless.

A bar was a bar; that was nothing. The problem was the decor—it was far too easy to misunderstand. No, it was clearly designed to lead people into thinking about sex. One look told me it wasn't a respectable bar.

Just as I was thinking that, someone suddenly shouted, "Old Yang!" startling me. When I turned around, a burly body tightly embraced me. He pounded my back hard and said, "I finally get to see my brother!"

When I pushed Zhao Yu away and got a good look at his face, I was truly startled.

Zhao Yu no longer had the roguishly handsome face of the young man I remembered. His face was full of hardship, and there was a scar on each cheek—one on the left, one on the right, one long and one short.

"Old Zhao, what happened to you these past few years? How did you end up like this?!" I asked Zhao Yu worriedly. "If there's anything, tell me. I'll help you!"

"Ah, it's nothing. Let's talk inside. I've already reserved a spot..." Zhao Yu didn't want to say much outside and quickly pulled me into the bar.

After entering the bar and taking our seats, I finally began to take a closer look around.

The lighting wasn't too dim. It was bright enough for people to see clearly, but there were still corners beyond the light. There was a large dance floor in the middle, along with a music stage where a singer was adjusting the microphone.

The people eating and drinking were seated in a circle around it, and there didn't seem to be many of them. Looking at it now, it was more like a quiet bar. It really didn't match its name, though perhaps I had simply let my imagination run wild.

By then, Zhao Yu had efficiently ordered three or four dishes. Then he said to me, "You haven't been back long, so you definitely haven't been here before, right?"

I said in surprise, "Not bad. You even know how long I've been back. Your intelligence network is that strong?"

"Hehe, of course. I have to care about my brother!" Zhao Yu said proudly. "Are you wondering why I called you to a bar?"

"Yeah. Why don't you explain it to me?" I said to Zhao Yu jokingly.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yu suddenly said, "Old Yang, both my parents are dead..."

I froze for more than ten seconds, then immediately said to Zhao Yu, "What's wrong? How could Uncle and Aunt... What exactly happened to you all these years?!"

Zhao Yu took a sip of the wine that had just been brought over and let out a breath. "It's been years. We haven't seen each other in more than ten years, right? They've both been gone for years too."

"Back then, didn't my dad transfer me to another city? You know he'd always been in the building materials business. It wasn't huge, but it was enough for us to live a decent life."

"When our family had just moved there, my dad quickly gained a foothold. His business grew even bigger than it had been here, and our life improved a lot too."

"But damn it, there was this rich second-generation kid over there who took a dislike to my dad and insisted on making trouble for him. His family was the local tyrant there, and my dad thought backing down a little would be enough. But that guy was used to throwing his weight around. He kept suppressing my dad's business, and eventually, my dad couldn't take it anymore and started fighting him in business."

"In the end, he couldn't beat them. Our family went bankrupt, and my dad jumped off a building. Not long after that, my mom missed my dad too, so she left as well..."

Zhao Yu briefly finished recounting what had happened to him. His tone was flat, betraying neither joy nor sorrow.

I suddenly felt deeply guilty and said to Zhao Yu, "Zhao Yu, sigh... I'm the one who harmed you. If you hadn't helped me back then, you wouldn't have gone there, and Uncle and Aunt wouldn't have..."

Zhao Yu reached over and patted me, saying, "It wasn't your fault. My parents were just unlucky. After they died, I hated that rich second-generation kid so much that I even took a knife and went to kill him."

Hearing there was more to the story, I nervously asked, "What happened after that? Did he die?"

"How could that be possible?" Zhao Yu gave a self-mocking smile. "I was only in my teens then. Any random bodyguard around that rich second-generation kid could've taken me down. I only managed to stab one of his bodyguards."

"And then?!"

"Then I got sent in. I was underage, so I should've spent less than a year in juvenile detention, but that rich second-generation kid pulled some strings. I went in at fifteen and didn't get out until I was eighteen. Luckily, one of my dad's old friends helped look after things, or I might have been kept in there even longer! After I got out, I kept working for my dad's friend."

Zhao Yu gave a grim smile. "I'm glad he didn't think much of me back then and only had me locked up for a few years. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to get revenge on him!"

Hearing that Zhao Yu still wanted revenge, I quickly tried to stop him. "Zhao Yu, don't be impulsive! You've already been locked up once. If you go kill him again, your whole life will be over!"

"Who said I was going to kill him?!"

Zhao Yu looked at me in confusion. "Hey! It's not what you think. I do want revenge, but I'm going to take him down head-on through business. I'll make him pay for all the suffering my parents endured!"

I thought to myself that he had already been a rich second-generation kid years ago. His family could only be richer now. How could Zhao Yu possibly fight him alone?

But seeing the way he looked now, I didn't want to dampen his spirits, so I asked, "Then do you have a plan?"

Zhao Yu's eyes lit up. "Of course. That rich second-generation kid is named Zhang You. Something happened to his family in another province the year before last, so they shifted their base to our city. His family is also in the building materials business. They quickly cozied up to the city leaders, and besides selling building materials, they opened this bar too. They want to get into entertainment."

I said, "Then why did you bring me here? Aren't we walking straight into a wolf's den?"

Zhao Yu smiled coldly. "It's fine. Although his family owns the place, they aren't the ones managing the bar. The reason I asked you here was partly for dinner, but also because there's someone who can help me. I'm meeting her here later..."

Hearing Zhao Yu say that, I relaxed, though I was still somewhat worried. "Aren't you afraid someone here will recognize you and report it to Zhang You?"

"Heh!"

Zhao Yu sneered. "Don't worry. None of that idiot's people are here. I figured that out long ago. Besides, I put on makeup. So many years have passed—he wouldn't recognize me even if I stood right in front of him!"

As he spoke, Zhao Yu gave me a look, then gently peeled up a corner of the skin on his face.

Only in the dim light did I realize that the scar on Zhao Yu's face was lifting up. It was a fake scar?!

"Hehe, looks real enough, right?" Zhao Yu said proudly. "This was a private job from the family of a Gangster Brother I met inside. He specialized in changing people's appearance. He made this for me!"

"Damn," I said with feeling. "Looks like you've made thorough preparations. If there's anything I can help with, just say the word!"

"But..." I suddenly thought of the two women at home. "I won't do anything illegal. My wife is pregnant, and my family can't be without me. But anything else..."

"Sigh!" Zhao Yu interrupted me. "Old Yang, don't worry. If there's anything I need your help with, since I'm willing to come to you, it won't be illegal!"

Zhao Yu continued, "Ever since I was locked up, I finally managed to climb out of my grief. I read books every day in there, asked questions, studied the law, and thought about how to get revenge. I'm not that impulsive anymore. I'm an adult now. I'll make him suffer properly!"

Looking at Zhao Yu, I didn't know what to say. I could only raise my glass. "Come on, enough about that. If you need me, just say so. Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

After a glass of liquor went down, we tacitly dropped the subject and began chatting about other things...

We talked about what had happened around us over the years. Before we knew it, it was almost ten o'clock, and we had more or less finished eating and drinking. Then Zhao Yu suddenly said to me, "Hehe, Old Yang, I'm going to meet a benefactor. If you've got nothing else to do, go home later. I'll have to excuse myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yu hurried toward the dance floor. I was just about to call out to him when I noticed the lights in the bar suddenly dimming. The singer onstage stopped singing as well, and the entire bar abruptly fell silent.

I saw the people around us who had been eating and drinking gradually head onto the dance floor. Some men even brought a woman with them, while more men and women wandered around inside freely. Everyone had put on masks.

Before long, most of the men and women inside had found partners. They began holding each other as music started playing, slowly swaying to the rhythm.

Those who hadn't found dance partners could only helplessly return to their seats.

The lights grew dimmer and dimmer. Sitting outside, I could no longer make out what was happening on the dance floor, only the shifting silhouettes of people.

I remembered that there used to be little dance halls like this. Men and women "danced" under dim lights, but in reality, they were just groping each other. If they got carried away, they'd go get a room; if they weren't satisfied, they'd just grope a little. Either way, it didn't cost anything.

I hadn't expected this bar to have something like that too. No wonder so many people without seats had still been standing around drinking while we ate. They had been waiting for this.

I suddenly spotted a figure by the edge of the dance floor who looked a lot like Zhao Yu. He was holding a woman, and the two of them wore masks. The faint light occasionally fell on the woman, revealing that she had quite a nice figure...

Then the two of them slowly swayed toward the center of the dance floor. After thinking about it, I decided not to disturb him. So this kid was meeting a benefactor? More like a lover!

I sat for a while longer to sober up, checked the time, called for a designated driver, and headed home first.

When I quietly closed the front door, I saw that all the lights in the living room were off, though the television was still on. I thought my dad was still awake, but instead I found only my mother curled up against the sofa, seemingly asleep.

My mother wore a long black nightgown, her knees tucked up on the sofa, with a coat casually draped over her.

In the glow of the television, the black nightgown outlined her graceful curves—her full breasts and rounded buttocks. With her legs bent, the contours of her firm thighs could faintly be seen beneath the fabric as well.

My mother's hair draped lightly across her face, together

forming a "Beauty Resting Picture."

No wonder people said, "The more you look at a beauty beneath the moon, the more awake you become." Dim light better brought out a woman's hazy beauty; a face half-hidden behind a pipa was even more capable of stirring a man's heart.

I looked at Mother's Body, a growing sense of accomplishment filling my heart. To have such a beautiful woman fall in love with me in this life—I was truly lucky.

I gently sat beside Mother's Body, wanting to take a good look at her, but I hadn't expected to wake her up.

"Mm..." Mother's Body rubbed her eyes and let out a sleepy murmur.

Seeing how adorable Mother's Body looked, I couldn't resist pulling her into my arms and kissing her.

"You're back... mm..." Mother's Body's words were unclear from my kiss.

I didn't answer, passionately asking Mother's Body for more kisses. After kissing for quite a while, Mother's Body pushed me away and panted heavily. "Huff... Little Rascal, you start bullying your mom the moment you get back!"

I said smiling, "That's because Sister Xia, you're too beautiful. I couldn't hold myself back."

Mother's Body lightly smacked me. "All you know is how to sweet-talk. You reek of alcohol—hurry up and take a shower."

"Mm, I'll go right away. Tingting and Dad are both asleep?"

"Yeah. It's late—look, it's already past eleven. Go wash up," Mother's Body urged me.

"Sister Xia, I want to bathe with you," I said coquettishly, wrapping my arms around Mother's Body. "It's been a long time since we bathed together."

Mother's Body smiled. "Didn't we bathe together last time? Go on. Finish up and get some rest..."

Seeing that Mother's Body didn't want to bathe with me, I stopped pestering her. I kissed her once more, then walked into the bathroom to wash up.

As I washed, the alcohol mostly wore off. I suddenly thought of the scene at the bar earlier that day, and my lower abdomen heated up as my body reacted.

I thought that it might be pretty nice to dance with Mother's Body at that bar.

As I indulged in that wicked thought, a knocking sound suddenly rang out from the bathroom door. I opened it and stuck my head out.

It was Mother's Body, standing outside the door. The bathroom light made her face look slightly flushed. She looked at me shyly and said, "I came... to scrub your back."

Seeing Mother's Body's shy appearance, I knew a big battle was unavoidable tonight. But I couldn't be too impatient, so I said, "All right, Sister Xia. Come in."

After Mother's Body came in, I noticed that her black nightgown had silver lines and simple patterns on it.

Not only did the black fabric make Mother's Body's curves look even more beautiful, the simple patterns also added a touch of noble aura, making her look like an elegant mature beauty.

The neckline of the robe hung slightly open, revealing a deep cleavage and a broad expanse of snowy skin.

The robe belt at her waist was tied into a bow at the side. The curve of her hips was lifted by her round, firm buttocks behind her, forming a graceful arc.

Her pale calves showed beneath the hem, and the charm of a mature woman radiated from her whole body, making my eyes light up.

I said to Mother's Body, "Sister Xia, you really have great taste. Every outfit you pick suits your temperament so well!"

Mother's Body said smiling, "You really are a sweet talker."

In the blink of an eye, Mother's Body noticed my slightly raised cock and tsked. "Little Rascal, what are you thinking about even while taking a shower?"

Following her words, I said, "I'm thinking about you, Sister Xia. When I don't see you, I miss you so badly."

"All you know is how to say sweet talk to your mom. Sit over there, I'll scrub your back."

"Hehe, okay!"

There was a bath stool in the bathroom that Dad had bought back when his legs and feet were inconvenient, so I sat on it with my back to Mother's Body.

Mother's Body squatted behind me, holding the shower head in one hand and a towel in the other as she slowly scrubbed my back.

"Sister Xia, how long has it been since you last scrubbed my back?"

"I don't remember. I used to do it all the time when you were little. After you'd grown up, I stopped."

"Sister Xia, it feels so good when you scrub me... not too hard, not too soft."

"You came from my own flesh. How could I not know your habits?"

Mother's Body had just scrubbed my shoulder when I grasped her hand. Turning my head, I said, "Mom, it's so nice having you."

Mother's Body chuckled softly. "Having you is nice for Mom too, silly child..."

I turned around, grasped Mother's Body's wrist, and said, "Sister Xia, I want to make love to you in the bathroom."

Mother's Body froze for a moment, then said with a blush, "The bathroom... it's a little slippery, and... I'm afraid you'll catch a cold."

I said, "It's fine, Sister Xia. Look at me—I'm burning with lust as if it were nothing." As I spoke, I pointed at my erect cock.

Mother's Body's face reddened even more. "How about... after you finish washing... we go to the living room."

Growing a little anxious, I grabbed Mother's Body by both arms. "Sister Xia, I..." As I called to her, I stood up and slowly leaned in to kiss her.

Mother's Body pressed a hand against my chest. "Wait, I... I'll take off my clothes so they don't get wet."

After saying that, Mother's Body gently untied the robe belt and pulled open her nightgown.

The moment I saw what Mother's Body was wearing underneath, my cock immediately hardened.

Mother's Body was actually wearing a black thong bikini. Her bra consisted of only palm-sized pieces of fabric, held around her neck and back by several strings, barely supporting her large breasts and leaving a broad expanse of snowy skin exposed.

Below, she wore an even skimpier thong, with only a tiny piece of fabric covering her private parts. Her thick pubic hair peeked out playfully, stirring the most primal desire in a man.

I could no longer hold back. I quickly helped Mother's Body take off her nightgown and tossed it somewhere the water couldn't reach, then hugged her and began roaming my hands over her body.

"Mm, gentler... bad boy... don't rush... oh..."

"Sister Xia, you're too sexy. I love you to death!"

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