Chapter 63: Four Years Earlier

Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Four Years Earlier

Chapter 63: Four Years Earlier

Four years ago...

A red Ferrari weaves along a lush, tree-lined avenue, surrounded by beautiful, tranquil scenery. The trees are thick and the landscape is clean and tidy, resembling a garden—a truly delightful sight.

This is Greenwich, in southwestern Connecticut, USA. It is only a forty-five-minute drive from Manhattan. Surrounded by prestigious universities such as Yale, the University of Connecticut, and Fairfield, the beautiful environment and top-tier schools have made it a gathering place for American billionaires. Many internationally renowned CEOs and executives in Manhattan choose to live here, making it a popular residential area for celebrities.

In the villa districts for the wealthy, each house is built independently, with long distances between them, leaving ample green space.

In addition, the villa area is situated on high ground, so from any angle one can easily take in the boundless beauty of the surrounding scenery.

As the Ferrari drove into the villa area, surrounded by lush green grass, fragrant flowers, and birdsong, and with the shimmering lake in the distance dotted with white sails, one could already feel how romantic and pleasant it would be to live here.

The car stopped in front of a brown building. The driver’s-side door opened, and a long, slender, fair leg encased in flesh-colored stockings emerged and slowly touched the ground. A mature and beautiful woman gracefully stepped out of the car.

She was about 1.7 meters tall, with fair skin and long, straight, jet-black hair. A few strands of hair fell across her face. She had delicate features, big eyes, and long eyelashes. Her face was covered with a light layer of foundation, and her small, cherry-like mouth with slightly full lips made her look sexy and charming.

A sparkling crystal necklace adorned her snow-white neck, its allure accentuated by her fair skin.

She wore a slightly formal white suit, very fitted, hugging her slender figure. A red inner shirt was visible at the chest, and there was red lace embroidery around the neckline, which well concealed her breasts. However, from the way the suit was stretched taut at the chest, it could be inferred that her breasts must be exceptionally full.

Her slender waist connected perfectly to her lower body, forming an alluring, high curve. She wore a matching white knee-length skirt suit. Although the skirt was conservative in style, the fabric clung tightly to her body, making her hips appear full and perky. Wrapped in the tight skirt, they resembled a round, large peach—plump and fleshy. The slightly stiff fabric of the suit seemed about to burst, as the entire skirt shortened and rode up, revealing a portion of her plump, snow-white thighs. The tight hemline subtly accentuated her full thighs, and the intricate lace trim on the top of her stockings was faintly visible.

Her legs, which were fair and slightly fleshy, were exceptionally long. Few women could achieve such a perfect proportion. In fact, it seemed that the proportion of her beautiful legs slightly exceeded the golden ratio of five to eight, making it appear as if her legs stretched all the way down from her neck.

Her beautiful legs, shimmering in the sunlight through high-quality flesh-colored stockings, perfectly accentuated her shapely figure, especially when paired with light-colored high heels about five centimeters high. Although her overall attire was conservative, it still inadvertently revealed the charm of a mature, wealthy woman.

This beautiful mature woman is Gu Wanxin, known as the Number One Beauty of Jingzhou. She is the younger sister of Gu Wanfei of the Gu family, one of the four major families, and until recently the wife of Zhou Wen, the head of the Zhou family.

However, what few people know is that just last week she and Zhou Wen divorced, and then she came to the United States.

She closed the car door, walked toward the villa gate, and looked at the reddish-brown villa building in front of her, a slightly melancholy and somewhat nervous expression on her face.

"So many years..." she murmured to herself. When she arrived at the villa’s gate, she composed herself slightly, took a deep breath as if she had made up her mind, and pressed the doorbell with her delicate pink-and-white fingers.

The door opened shortly afterward, and an elderly American woman dressed as a maid appeared. She paused slightly upon seeing Gu Wanxin, and then asked in English who the visitor was.

Gu Wanxin also introduced herself in English. Then the old lady opened the door and let her in, inviting her to sit on the sofa in the living room. She prepared a cup of coffee and placed it in front of her. The living room was decorated with American-style wooden furniture, exquisite in style. Although it looked a bit old, it made people feel particularly warm and comfortable.

The old lady bowed to Gu Wanxin and then went into the small room next to the kitchen, leaving her alone in the living room.

Gu Wanxin took a few sips of coffee, which was fragrant and rich. She sat quietly, somewhat surprised that the maid had left her there alone and that her master hadn’t come out to greet her.

At this moment, the villa was quiet, and she vaguely heard strange noises coming from the direction of the upstairs room.

Before long, she recognized the sounds as the wanton moans of a woman having passionate sex with a man. The woman’s voice was very charming, with a seductive and alluring quality that could be heard clearly even through several doors.

"No way... really..."

Gu Wanxin’s face flushed red. With her rich sexual experience, she knew exactly what those sounds were. The owner of the voice had no restraint whatsoever; the high-pitched and excited cries of pleasure rang out, arousing Gu Wanxin’s desire and making her feel embarrassed and restless.

No wonder the maid went into the room by herself, Gu Wanxin thought. She could only take out her phone and look at some of today’s news to distract herself.

When she turned on her phone, the background image was a photo of herself and her beloved son, Xiao Bin, taken in a park. In the photo, she was hugging her son and smiling happily.

Looking at her son’s handsome face, Gu Wanxin’s heart began to ache. Her failed marriage with Zhou Wen filled her with guilt toward her beloved son. She had left him and come to the United States, wondering how he was doing with his father.

No matter what, her son Xiao Bin will always be the person she loves most in this world.

With a sigh, the woman’s voice upstairs stopped, as if the storm had passed. Not long after, the door to the upstairs room opened, and footsteps came down the stairs.

Gu Wanxin put away her phone, placed her bag on the table, stood up, and looked solemnly at the person coming down the stairs.

"You’re here. Why didn’t Toni come up to call me? It’s such a long way, Wanxin. You must be tired."

A middle-aged woman in a sheer nightgown descended the stairs. She appeared to be in her forties, with snow-white skin and long, straight, jet-black hair that reached her waist. Her meticulously groomed eyebrows and eyes with long eyelashes were slightly upturned, exuding a captivating and alluring charm. Her oval face, though unadorned, was naturally fair. Her hair was half-up, with only a few strands of bangs remaining. She had a straight, jade-like nose, deep, dark eyes, perfectly proportioned eyebrows, full, luscious lips, and beautiful rosy cheeks. A pair of jade earrings adorned her delicate ears. Although her charming face couldn’t conceal the wrinkles around her eyes, this did not detract from her beauty; instead, it enhanced her mature charm as a middle-aged woman.

The woman was completely naked; the thin gauze nightgown draped over her body was almost transparent, vaguely revealing her hot, sexy, voluptuous, and rounded curves. Her slender neck framed delicate and sexy collarbones, and her milky-white breasts sat high, two large peaches crowned with nipples. The full, high breasts stretched the nightgown into a distinct arc, with deep-red areolas and pink nipples peeking out from under the fabric. Half of her breasts were exposed from under the off-shoulder nightgown, and two beautiful nipples were clearly visible through the fabric.

From her ample, plump ass to her heels, a captivating golden curve unfolded. Her waist was slender like a water snake, her abdomen flat, before the curves on either side expanded sharply, outlining two exaggerated S-shaped curves. A pair of plump, rounded buttocks rose behind her, and a dark mound could be faintly seen between her legs. Her legs were long, straight, and beautiful like a model’s, with full, fleshy thighs and slender, shapely calves. The soft curves resembled the lines meticulously drawn by a master painter—perfectly proportioned. Her snow-white, delicate calves peeked out from under her skirt, their pink and even skin like white jade. Her bare, snow-white feet stepped onto the clean floor. The long skirt trailed on the ground, and through the sheer hem, her plump, translucent white feet were revealed. The soles and ankles had a pale orange-pink hue, and the long skirt accentuated their allure.

Despite her revealing and casual attire, the woman wore a kind smile and exuded an elegant and dignified aristocratic air. She was graceful, beautiful, and elegant, but her delicate features, with her willow-leaf eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, made her appear alluring and captivating. Her flushed face clearly showed that the blush had not yet faded, indicating that she was still in the afterglow of lovemaking. Her alluring body, half-concealed and half-revealed, revealed a wanton and seductive nature deep within her.