EFB Is there something strange in Chapter 46?
Is there something strange in Chapter 46?
Following that clear, cold voice, Lu Yuan turned his gaze in that direction.
At the threshold, a jade-like foot peeked in first.
It was a beautiful foot wearing an open-toed high heel, encased in glossy black stockings.
Her ten toes were painted with a bewitching and vibrant purple nail polish, which was eye-catching.
Moving the gaze upwards, one sees a pair of legs that can only be described as perfect.
It has both an amazingly plump and fleshy feel, and a straight and slender shape.
Lu Yuan had a peculiar fondness for this thing, and his Adam's apple involuntarily bobbed.
Looking further up, this woman was so ripe that it seemed as if a gentle pinch would release honey.
A tight-fitting black cheongsam with gold trim perfectly accentuated her stunningly beautiful figure.
The cheongsam had a very high slit, and as she walked, her plump, white legs, covered in glossy black stockings, were faintly visible, arousing the imagination.
The design of the upper body was surprisingly conservative, with a lace high neck tightly wrapping around her sexy neck, not a single inch of skin exposed.
But as the saying goes, if everything is exposed, it loses its appeal.
Despite being so well covered up, the cheongsam was still tight and form-fitting, outlining her perfect curves, making her extremely beautiful.
Her long, jet-black hair was neatly pulled back behind her ears, with only a few strands falling across her forehead, adding to her charm.
Her nose was high and straight, and her eyes were naturally alluring.
Most lethal of all were those full lips painted with fiery red paint.
It contrasted sharply with the sexy purple nail polish on her beautiful feet.
She was extremely alluring.
The woman walked gracefully toward Lu Yuan and Zhao Qiao'er.
Every time her high heels fell, the beautiful flesh of this mature woman trembled slightly.
The two large water bags on his chest swayed as he walked.
Of course, there's also the round, millstone-like, large, plump buttocks beneath the slender waist, perfect for a smooth delivery.
But above all that, the most striking detail was the pair of elegant, gold-rimmed glasses she wore.
Obviously...
She clearly possesses a figure that, like Aunt Qiao'er's, could be described as lewd.
He happened to be wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses that exuded an air of intellect and asceticism.
This extreme contrast creates a strong sense of dizziness, almost suffocating.
Absolutely.
That's absolutely amazing.
Before this exquisite beauty even reached Lu Yuan, an extremely rich, sweet fragrance, sweeter than honey and more intoxicating than a century-old vintage, emanated from her.
It had already forcefully entered Lu Yuan's nasal cavity.
As this stunning beauty approached, she casually picked up a chair.
Finally, she gracefully placed a chair down in front of the soft couch, directly opposite Lu Yuan.
She leaned back like that, her incredibly voluptuous and slender legs, clad in glossy black stockings, crossed and raised.
With a slight loosening of her raised foot, the sexy high heel slipped off her heel.
Her sexy toes, painted with purple nail polish, gently hooked her, swaying back and forth.
Her round, pink heels and slender ankles were exposed to the air.
The stunning beauty tilted her head slightly, her alluring eyes behind her gold-rimmed glasses gazing enigmatically at Lu Yuan, who was holding a handwritten copy across from her.
"What... what's going on?"
"What kind of trouble is this?"
Her voice was sweet and seductive, drifting lazily through the room.
This woman was the top beauty that Xu Erxiao had described, on par with Aunt Qiao'er.
Aunt Qin, Song Meiqin.
Looking at her, Lu Yuan could read a hint of reproach in her reproachful face: "You didn't even come to see me first after arriving in Fengtian City."
Before he could speak, Zhao Qiao'er snorted coldly.
"Who sent you?"
At this moment, Zhao Qiao'er's face no longer held any of the coquettish charm she had when she was alone with Lu Yuan; her change of expression was astonishing.
It was obvious that Zhao Qiao'er was annoyed that Song Meiqin had arrived at such an inopportune time.
Upon hearing this, Song Meiqin raised her eyebrows slightly and retorted in a similarly sweet voice:
"Do you think I wanted to come? It's almost the end of the year, and I'm so busy at home I'm constantly on the go!"
"If you weren't so sick you were about to die, you wouldn't even let anyone see you!"
"You drove that old bastard Wang Fu to his wits' end, sending someone to my house to ask me to come and persuade you. Do you think I wanted to step into your door so willingly?"
Lying on the soft couch, Zhao Qiao'er curled her red lips in disdain and snorted coldly:
"have a finger in the pie!"
Song Meiqin immediately looked at her with a mocking expression, her eyes scanning her up and down.
"Wang Fu said you were dying, which scared me to death. I dropped everything and rushed over."
"Now that I've arrived, wow, it really is nearing its end."
As she spoke, her gaze swept aggressively over Zhao Qiao'er's lower body.
"If we didn't get you a basin down there to catch it, you slut, you might really have spilled!"
Lu Yuan, sitting opposite him, looked completely bewildered.
This was the first time he had ever seen two beautiful aunts together.
To be honest, I'm a little confused.
After all, when these two were alone with him, they were both incredibly charming and seductive.
How come the style of the whole thing changed when they were put together?
However, it's clear that the two have a really good relationship; they're the kind of best friends who can crack the most risqué jokes.
"Aunt Qiao'er was tricked by the Wang family, and her life was indeed hanging by a thread."
Lu Yuan, holding the handwritten copy, suddenly spoke.
His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a boulder thrown into a pond, instantly stopping the two bickering aunties.
Both of them were taken aback, then forgot their argument and asked eagerly:
"The Wang family of the Deadly Kings?"
Lu Yuan nodded slightly, and then, just as he was about to say something, he suddenly thought of something.
Immediately, Lu Yuan turned to Zhao Qiao'er and said:
"Aunt Qiao'er, please prepare three rooms in the house. We'll be staying here for a while."
"We need to find out who this 'Death-Slaying Wang Family' is, or this will never end."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qiao'er, who was lying on the soft couch, instantly lit up her beautiful, alluring eyes.
He then nodded repeatedly and called the maidservant in the room to come forward.
Lu Yuan then remembered that Xu Erxiao and Wang Chengan were still waiting foolishly in the yard.
He walked to the door and told the two to follow the maids in the mansion to settle in.
When Lu Yuan returned, his gaze fell on Song Meiqin.
"Aunt Qin, you must leave before dinner; you can't stay here."
"I have to perform rituals at night, which is dangerous and troublesome."
"Don't come over these next couple of days. Let's talk again after Aunt Qiao'er's matter is settled."
Lu Yuan's plan was very clear.
After dinner, he planned to take Xu Erxiao and Wang Chengan to thoroughly investigate the entire Zhao residence.
The old man had said before that Wang Fu also had a sickly aura.
The old man discovered the life-saving trick of the Wang family from the sickly aura emanating from Wang Fu.
It's unclear why Wang Fu is currently unharmed.
However, the two highest-ranking people in the mansion, the master and the steward, both fell victim to the virus, which means there must be a traitor in the Zhao family!
Moreover, this traitor is incredibly resourceful; if he could tamper with Aunt Qiao'er's roof beams, he must have planted other insidious schemes elsewhere as well.
The Zhao family mansion is a powder keg right now, and we absolutely cannot let Aunt Qin, an outsider, stay here.
Song Meiqin was a smart woman and knew the stakes involved, so she naturally wouldn't stay and cause trouble.
At 4:30 p.m., it was already getting dark outside the pass.
After chatting for more than an hour, Song Meiqin got up to leave.
When Lu Yuan escorted Song Meiqin to the gate of the Zhao residence, the twilight was already as thick as ink.
A cold wind blew by, and a few strands of her hair brushed against the gold-rimmed glasses, making her sweet, feminine fragrance even more pronounced in the chilly air.
She stopped and glanced back.
Her toes, encased in glossy black stockings, lightly touched the threshold, her purple nail polish gleaming faintly under the dim door lamp.
"Good boy~"
Her voice was extremely low, with a rare hint of solemnity hidden beneath her alluring charm:
"Auntie doesn't understand your tricks and intricacies, but my brother is in the security regiment, and there are some things... I'm not deaf."
Aunt Qin leaned forward slightly, her fingers, painted with purple nail polish, lightly resting on Lu Yuan's sleeve; the touch was icy cold.
"Things haven't been peaceful in the city these past few days. The security team has added two extra checkpoints at night, saying there are 'strange things' happening."
"I wonder if it's related to the Wang family, the family that brings death..."
"Your aunt will try to find out more for you when she goes back this time. Be careful in everything you do."