Chapter 115: Mother-in-Law’s Test (1)

Su Mengyun’s nature was not vicious at all. She was not like some experts who lost their temper at the drop of a hat or stabbed people in the dark.

It was still that same point. Her presence was too strong. People instinctively did not dare come close.

A little later, near three o’clock, another shout rose at the door.

"Chen Family of Golden Mountain City, Lady Ling Xueyan has arrived!"

Everyone’s eyes gathered on the doorway again, and then they saw Ling Xueyan walk in wearing an office look.

Long black hair was coiled at the back of her head into a bun. On top she wore a snow-white shirt under a black short-sleeved peaked-collar blazer. Below was a black knee-length pencil skirt. Her long beautiful legs were wrapped in faintly gleaming black stockings, and on her feet were black thin high-heeled sandals. She looked clean and capable.

In looks, Ling Xueyan was a half-step behind Su Mengyun. In sexiness she lost nothing to her.

Su Mengyun’s sexiness was reserved. The evening-gown style dress hid most of her figure. The only thing you could measure by eye was that pair of huge, upright breasts. Ling Xueyan’s sexiness was bold. The fitted office clothes and the tight pencil skirt fully outlined her full breasts, plump ass, slim waist, and long legs.

On top of that, Ling Xueyan’s aura was far from as overpowering as Su Mengyun’s. A business genius who had always believed harmony made money, she gave off more of an approachable warmth.

So the moment she came in, martial artists in the banquet hall rushed to crowd around her, wanting a few words.

Ling Xueyan deliberately kept male martial artists at a distance and only accepted close talk from the women, but seeing her surrounded by so many men still made Wang Yue unreasonably unhappy.

He simply stood up, pushed a gap through the crowd, walked to her side, and called, "Aunt Xue, you’re here. Come sit."

Wang Yue was young, but he represented the Wang Family. The martial artists in the hall naturally did not dare dawdle with him and quickly opened a path.

Smiling, Ling Xueyan followed him into their little circle, first greeted Su Mengyun, Feng Haopeng, and Bao Guo, then gave a slightly surprised look at Li Menglan standing behind Wang Yue before she sat down.

Ling Xueyan’s arrival meant the people of the five great families were all present, and the summit officially began.

At once some martial artists set the goods they had brought on the tables in front of them, while others went table by table to pick.

Hundreds of martial artists moving like that made the hall lively in an instant.

Watching it, Wang Yue was a bit speechless. A luxurious banquet hall had just turned into a small night market. Martial artists not fussing over small things was clearly not an empty saying.

The five great families had less trouble. They only put out what they had brought and waited for martial artists to come pick one by one. Anyone with a cooperation idea could also raise it now. If any of the five wanted to work together, they could talk in private after the summit.

Wang Yue was even freer. The Wang Family had no outside cooperation plans this time, so he only had to wait for people to trade for or buy what he had brought.

If other martial artists had something good or novel, they would also ask the five great families first whether they wanted it, so there was no fear of missing anything.

Wang Yue found the occasion rather boring. Luckily Li Menglan was there and the two of them could chat, or he did not know how stuffy it would have gotten.

Because everyone wanted to find what they needed among hundreds of martial artists, and those with matching cooperation ideas had to talk a bit more, the trading fair lasted until dark before it ended.

Since it was a gathering, they could not leave the moment trading finished. A banquet for a few hundred people began.

Wang Yue called Li Menglan to sit beside him and ate a little with her.

By this point the people of the five great families should have been about ready to leave. The rest of the martial artists could do as they liked, go or stay and play a while longer.

Some male and female martial artists who had taken a liking to each other had already gone to the dance floor in the middle of the hall and started dancing. That was also why some martial artists loved these gatherings. If they clicked, they might have a dewdrop affair, then each go their own way, and no one would step into the other’s life.

Wang Yue was about to take Li Menglan and leave when Ling Xueyan suddenly stood, walked to his side, and said, "Yue’er, come dance with me."

How could he not understand? Future mother-in-law wanted to interrogate him about Li Menglan.

He had dared bring Li Menglan today without meaning to hide anything. Besides, Li Menglan was now his only woman he could show in public, and he also had a teenage urge to show her off.

So he was not afraid of Ling Xueyan asking. Even if she did not ask, he would find a chance to tell her, and even Chen Xi.

He knew himself, though. If he danced holding this beautiful, sexy almost-mother-in-law, he would one hundred percent get hard, and then it would be hard to wrap up.

So he said, "Aunt Xue, I can’t dance. How about we go out and find a place to talk?"

Ling Xueyan shook her head. "No. I really want to dance right now. If you can’t, I can teach you."

Now he was truly stuck. Dancing was not hard to learn. As a martial artist his coordination was far above an ordinary person’s. One casual lesson and he would have it. It could not serve as an excuse.

"All right." He had to agree. He could not exactly tell mother-in-law: you are too sexy, if I hold you my cock will get hard, and then offending you would be awkward.

One after the other they walked onto the dance floor. Ling Xueyan was generous. She immediately put one hand on his shoulder and half-wrapped the other around his waist, even pressing that pair of high, swelling breasts against his chest.

She had watched him grow up. In her heart he was still a child, so she did not find it awkward.

She was not awkward. Wang Yue was about to die of awkwardness. The same instant those soft, springy big breasts pressed his chest, his cock hardened out of control.

To avoid embarrassment he tried to stick his ass as far back as he could.

Luckily Ling Xueyan was about his height, and today she wore heels. Even if they got a little closer, the cock standing in his pants would only push between her thighs, not into her lower belly. If he was careful he could still dodge.

Ling Xueyan felt his posture was extremely stiff, but she figured he was learning to dance for the first time and did not think much of it.

"Talk. What’s the story with that girl?" After teaching him the steps, she asked at once.

"She’s my personal attendant Li Menglan. Aunt Xue, you’ve met her."

"Don’t play dumb with me!" In heels she was half a head taller and looked down at him, annoyed. "Is that what I asked?"

Wang Yue grinned. "Besides that, Sister Lan is already my woman. I’ll take responsibility for her for life."