Chapter 67: Dinner at the Yao Villa

Chapter 67: Chapter 67: Dinner at the Yao Villa

Chapter 67: Dinner at the Yao Villa

He was, in a way, my rival in love. Logically speaking, he should have been extremely proud of the sultry treatment he received from my mother last time. But today, he acted as if nothing had happened, unusually quiet and didn’t talk to me. He had a gloomy face, while Yao Wei kept chattering away.

I thought to myself, no matter how much you covet my mom, I’ve already slept with your beautiful older sister countless times. I’m way ahead of you this time. Thinking about this makes me feel much better.

Once inside, it resembled a small castle, magnificent and opulent, decorated entirely with high-end and luxurious gold accents. The floors were paved with pure gold tiles and covered with expensive velvet carpets. The walls were adorned with numerous world-famous paintings, making it an extremely extravagant and opulent place.

I was secretly shocked. In my childhood memories, this mansion was not decorated so luxuriously. It must have been renovated later.

My family was also wealthy when I was a child, but we had never seen such a grand and luxurious scene. The owner of the Yao family must be living a life of extravagance and debauchery.

This must be the money they made after they bankrupted our Zhou family. I cursed inwardly, "That damned scoundrel!"

Upon entering the lobby, I was almost blinded by what I saw. A tall, muscular Black man was walking toward me, dressed in a very gentlemanly suit. He was very tall, probably over 1.9 meters, with a broad back and a shaved head. His pure black skin and black head created a strong visual impact. He had the features of a Black man, but his features were soft and handsome, exuding a strange masculine charm.

He stepped forward with a beaming smile, gave a very elegant bow, and said in a magnetic voice, "Miss, welcome back. Young master. Greetings, distinguished guest."

He speaks fluent Chinese, which suggests he has spent a considerable amount of time in China.

"Hi Max, we’re late! Did Mom and Dad say anything bad about us? Tell me quickly," Yao Wei said jokingly to the Black man named Max, appearing very close to him.

"Miss, you’re joking. They’re waiting for you."

Max gestured to the side with an elegant and sophisticated gesture that seemed out of place for his age. He deliberately kept his distance from Yao Wei, appearing very gentlemanly.

"Max, could you fill up the gas tank in my Maybach later? Also, there’s a problem with the left axle. Could you take a look and see what’s wrong?" Yao Liang said to him.

Max bowed his head and said, "Yes, sir."

Looking closely at the butler named Max, his skin was dark, as if it reflected light. Although he was wearing a suit, you could still see his angular body curves. He was strong and taller than both me and Yao Liang. Yao Liang was over 1.8 meters tall, but he was shorter than him, not to mention me, who was only 1.7 meters tall.

Yao Wei and Max walked side by side ahead, chatting casually about family matters. I smelled the cloying fragrance emanating from her youthful body, mixed with the faint scent of flesh after sex. I watched as the purple lace hem of her top swayed and twisted with her slender waist, the short shirt occasionally revealing glimpses of her fair and delicate waist. Her round, pink ass and full, firm long legs swayed within her tight jeans, and her two long legs, encased in coffee-colored high-top boots, walked with elegant steps, the five-centimeter heels of the boots making a clack-clack-clack sound just like high heels with each step.

I don’t know why, but I’ve never had a good impression of this Black butler.

As we walked through the foyer and down the corridor, I couldn’t help but marvel at how large the Yao family’s villa was; it was at least several times bigger than my own home.

As I walked down the corridor, I saw a staircase leading downwards, which looked like a passage to the basement. There was an iron door at the bottom of the staircase, and the style of the iron door seemed very familiar.

I used to play here with Yao Liang when I was a child. We were severely reprimanded by the adults when we got to the entrance, and we never went near it again after that.

I remembered the basement in my house; the layout downstairs was exactly the same as this place.

Before I could think too much, I followed them to a side room, which was supposed to be a restaurant. Although it was a side room, it was quite large and decorated like a private room in a five-star hotel. There was a window with a view of the surrounding woods and lake.

A middle-aged couple was already seated at the dining table in the middle of the restaurant. The man was dressed in casual home clothes, looked old, had bald hair, wore thick glasses, was robust but somewhat obese, and his eyes were still bright and shrewd. Although he was dressed casually, he still looked very dignified.

Beside him sat a dignified and elegant middle-aged woman. She wore light makeup, had almond-shaped eyes, high-arched, slender eyebrows, fair skin, and delicate, soft features. Her dark-red hair was styled into an elegant bun. She had a high nose, full, sensual, and lustrous red lips. Her graceful and charming appearance exuded a dignified air. Although she showed some signs of aging, she possessed a unique mature woman’s charm.

She wore a loose white dress, her fair arms exposed, extending down the graceful curve of her neck. Her two large, firm breasts, the height of a mature woman, stood erect on her chest, and through the opening in the neckline, a deep and alluring cleavage could be vaguely seen between them.

"Dad! Mom!" Yao Wei called out excitedly, and went forward to give them both a warm kiss on the cheek.

"Weiwei, do you know you’ve come to see your father? You’ve been away at school for so long, and you haven’t even come home to spend time with your parents," the beautiful woman said with a smile.

"It hasn’t been that long! It’s only been two months, but I’ve missed you all so much!" Yao Wei said.

"Two months isn’t long at all. How much longer do you want your old father to not see you?" the middle-aged man said, holding his daughter’s hand, a slight smile appearing on his hard face.

"I’m busy with all sorts of things at school, and I’m too busy with so many activities in my junior year. I know, Dad," Yao Wei said to her father in a coquettish tone.

This man is of course Yao Shuanglei, her and Yao Liang’s father. The woman next to him should be his wife. I used to see her often when I was a child. I remember her surname was Wu. She was the director of a large hospital in the city, but I haven’t seen her for many years, so my memory of her is a bit vague.

"Dad, Mom," Yao Liang greeted briefly, placed his bag on a nearby cabinet, and sat down.

They all looked toward the doorway, and Yao Shuanglei’s face immediately darkened when he saw his son.

The beautiful woman stood up, walked up to me, and said softly, "You must be Xiao Bin. It’s been a long time. You’ve grown so much."

I said politely, "Hello, Aunt Wu. I’m sorry to trouble you today."

When she stood up, I noticed that she was quite tall and had a well-maintained figure. Her white dress was cinched at the waist with a decorative belt, making her waist look very slender. The lower part of her dress was a loose midi skirt that reached her knees, revealing her plump and rounded calves, which were encased in high-quality flesh-colored stockings with a fine texture. The stockings looked as smooth and even as silk. They were stretched to the point of being transparent, almost revealing the original pinkish skin tone, making her look very symmetrical and sexy. On her feet, she wore a pair of delicate milky-white stiletto heels, with heels that were probably about five centimeters high.

As expected, like mother, like daughter. This woman looks quite like Yao Wei. Her hair is styled in an updo, making her look very elegant and dignified. She is still beautiful and charming despite her age. Although her appearance and figure differ slightly from her daughter’s, and she is not a goddess like Zhu Yun, she is still quite beautiful. She must have been a beauty when she was young. Living in a wealthy family, she didn’t have to work hard and had plenty of time and money to spend on maintenance and dressing up. She is also a very charming and beautiful mature woman.

Aunt Wu took my hand and warmly invited me to sit down, saying, "Look at you, so formal. It’s been so many years since we last met. Your Uncle Yao and I have missed you very much. Let’s catch up tonight."

I quickly thanked them, feeling quite embarrassed. I was actually quite uncomfortable with someone being so enthusiastic toward me.

"Xiao Bin, it’s been more than five years since we last met. What has your father been doing lately?" Yao Shuanglei asked, nodding slightly to me as I sat down.

I hesitated for a moment, then slowly said, "I broke up with him a long time ago, and I don’t know where he is now."

"You’ve separated? You don’t live with your father anymore?" Yao Shuanglei asked, somewhat surprised.

I said, "Mm."

I was going to say that I live with my mother now, but then I thought about it and realized I was too lazy to say anything more. I didn’t want to waste any more time talking to this guy surnamed Yao.

"Alright, everyone sit down. I’ll have them bring the food, and we can chat while we eat," Aunt Wu said.

"That’s right, Mom. I’m starving!" Yao Wei said affectionately, pulling on her mother’s arm.

We all took our seats. Yao Liang and I sat side by side on one side, Yao Shuanglei sat in the host’s seat, and Yao Wei sat next to him. Aunt Wu went to the door and spoke to the Black butler named Max, seemingly about the dishes to be served later. Max took a pen and paper and carefully wrote everything down.

Aunt Wu then sat down on the other side of Yao Shuanglei, and everyone started chatting and laughing. Soon, one exquisite and delicious dish after another was served. In addition to the housekeeper, there were several servants serving them in the house.

Yao Wei chattered away, pulling her mother along to talk about this and that—things like school, cosmetics, and designer brands. The mother and daughter were having a great time, while Yao Liang and Yao Shuanglei remained silent.

"So you’re living with your mom now? I heard the company is doing well since she came back."

Aunt Wu blinked her bright eyes and asked me. This beautiful woman naturally exuded a noblewoman’s unique temperament and charm in her every move, and was quite elegant and gentle.

"Mm," I replied, putting a piece of fine beef into my mouth.

My brief reply was a bit rude, but Aunt Wu showed no displeasure and said softly, "We haven’t had a chance to get together since Wanxin returned to China. I’ll have to go see her next time. Where are you staying now?"

I smiled slightly and said, "I live in a villa in the riverside garden, in the old house."

"Oh, so that’s where it is. It’s a nice place," Aunt Wu said.

Yao Shuanglei seemed somewhat surprised upon hearing this, and looked up to ask, "Did your mother buy it? I heard that your father mortgaged that house to someone else before?"

"Yes, she bought it after she came back, and we’ve been living in it for quite a while now."

"Oh," Yao Shuanglei replied in a low voice.

Aunt Wu then asked Yao Liang, "Xiao Liang, why are you so downcast today? You haven’t said a word. Are you worried about the exam?"

Yao Liang was indeed unusually silent, which was completely different from his usual carefree demeanor.

Before he could reply to Aunt Wu, Yao Wei laughed and said, "Are you worried that you’re running out of time and need to cram at the last minute? You’re not even in the mood for dinner."

"I don’t care about the exam. It’s not that difficult," Yao Liang said irritably.

"Who was it that stayed up all night studying for several days in a row last time, cramming so enthusiastically?" Yao Wei said, pursing her lips.

Yao Liang wasn’t going to back down either, and the two of them started arguing back and forth. There’s never anything good when these two siblings are together, and I secretly found it amusing.

"As for your studies, Yao Liang, you must study hard. We Yao family members are destined for great things. You are my only son, so don’t make a fool of yourself," Yao Shuanglei said in a deep voice.

"I know, old man," Yao Liang replied.