Chapter 291 - 289: Logical Treatment

"Explain what?"

Xu Yue’s gaze shifted from Xu Qian’s face and landed on Yang Xun.

Her eyes were filled with disappointment, anger, and a trace of indescribable, complex emotion.

Yang Xun was stunned for a moment before a sudden flash of inspiration hit him.

He remembered his discussion with Meng Qiaofei about Xu Yue’s treatment. Originally, he was going to fake an affair with Meng Qiaofei to stimulate Xu Yue, but now that Xu Yue had discovered him and Xu Qian together, it was the perfect natural progression.

He figured it would be a waste not to use a ready-made opportunity.

At this moment, the live-stream camera was pointed right at the two of them, keeping Xu Yue out of the frame. Yang Xun looked at Xu Yue, his voice carrying a deliberate calmness. "Xu Yue, since you’ve seen it, I won’t hide it from you anymore. Xu Qian and I have indeed been together for a long time."

Xu Yue’s lips trembled slightly, and her eyes instantly grew red. "Why?"

Yang Xun took a half-step forward, looking straight into her eyes, his voice low but every word perfectly clear. "Because you can’t satisfy me. I’m a grown man in the prime of my youth, and I have normal needs.

"But I still love you in my heart. That has never changed."

Xu Yue’s tears finally fell, but she didn’t cry out loud. She just bit her lip, staring fixedly at Yang Xun.

Her gaze uncontrollably landed on him, then involuntarily darted toward Xu Qian, who was curled up on the sofa nearby.

That crumpled skirt, the flushed skin, the messy hair... they were all like knives stabbing into her eyes.

But what made her feel even more ashamed was that her body actually began to react uncontrollably.

That familiar hot flush rose from the depths of her lower abdomen, like an ignited flame spreading rapidly through her body.

She was obviously angry. She should have turned and walked away, but her feet felt as if they were nailed to the spot, completely unable to take a single step.

Xu Qian struggled to push Yang Xun away, her voice tinged with a sob. "Yang Xun, let me go! Who told you to spout such nonsense!"

"Shut up."

Yang Xun didn’t let go. Instead, he pulled Xu Qian even tighter, lowered his head, and whispered in her ear, "Keep acting."

Xu Qian’s eyes widened. Before she could react, Yang Xun’s hand had already covered her waist again.

"Are you crazy?!"

Xu Qian was both ashamed and anxious, struggling in his arms, but Yang Xun’s movements showed no sign of stopping.

Soon, Xu Qian’s body went limp as if her bones had been removed. She narrowed her beautiful eyes, unable to suppress the soft noises escaping her lips.

The entire room was filled with the intoxicating atmosphere of carnal passion, waves of heat surging one after another.

Xu Yue stood at the door, her eyes red, her whole body trembling slightly.

She could feel the burning heat inside her churning madly, ignited by the erotic scene before her. It burned so intensely that she could barely stand, forcing her to lean one hand against the wall.

Yang Xun kept her in his peripheral vision.

He could clearly sense that the long-suppressed desire in Xu Yue’s body was being coaxed out little by little by this stimulation, burning brighter and brighter.

Seeing that Xu Yue’s desire was thoroughly aroused, Yang Xun calmly spoke to the live-stream camera, "That’s it for today."

Then, he reached out and turned off the broadcasting equipment. The moment the screen went black, the room became so quiet that only the breathing of the three of them could be heard.

Yang Xun let go of Xu Qian, turned around, and took large strides toward Xu Yue, scooping her up into his arms.

"What are you doing! Let me go!"

Xu Yue struggled desperately, her hands beating against his chest. "I want a divorce! Yang Xun, let me go!"

"You can’t divorce me."

Yang Xun gently placed her on the massage bed nearby and leaned over, his voice carrying an undeniable certainty. "Because I love you, and you love me.

"From now on, you two sisters will serve me together, otherwise you alone won’t be able to satisfy me at all."

"You bastard!"

Xu Yue’s tears kept falling as she slapped his chest hard. "Yang Xun, you’re a bastard! Why did I ever marry you!"

But Yang Xun didn’t give her a chance to continue cursing.

His hands landed on her, slowly roaming over the thin fabric of her clothes, employing the Dragon and Phoenix Immortal Hand to precisely stimulate her most sensitive acupoints.

Wherever his fingertips passed, the strength of her struggle softened bit by bit.

"Let me go... you... where are you touching..."

Xu Yue’s voice shifted from anger to intermittent gasps. Her eyes were still red, but her body was already uncontrollably yielding to his touch.

Yang Xun lowered his head, his lips gently covering her neck, then her collarbone, and further down.

Xu Yue’s body suddenly arched, and she let out an unsuppressible soft moan.

She tried desperately to maintain her last shred of clarity, but Yang Xun understood her too well. Every touch landed precisely on the places she found hardest to control.

That yearning, repeatedly teased but never satisfied, poured out at this moment like a breached dam.

"Ah..."

Xu Yue’s cries changed pitch, turning from anger to trembling moans.

She could feel her body undergoing some unprecedented change. Those senses that had been sealed away for far too long were awakening layer by layer.

Yang Xun looked up at her reddened eyes and hazy gaze, whispering, "Xu Yue, hold on a little longer. I will cure you."

Xu Yue’s breath suddenly caught, a gleam of disbelief flashing through her tear-filled, beautiful eyes.

Yang Xun didn’t give her time to think. He lowered his head, continuing to use his lips, tongue, and hands to push her toward that ultimate peak.

He could feel the seal within her body vibrating violently. Like a door that had been repeatedly slammed against countless times, it finally made the sound of imminent shattering.

"Mnh, ah..."

Xu Yue’s body suddenly tensed to its absolute limit, and she let out a high, trembling, drawn-out cry.

She felt something deep within her shatter with a loud crash. Then, she felt as if she were swept into a warm tide, her soul seemingly leaving her body.

She lay limp on the bed, trembling uncontrollably as tears slipped down silently. The afterglow washed over her in waves, making her feel as though she were floating on clouds.

Yang Xun held her hand. A wisp of True Qi entered her body through her pulse. After carefully sensing her internal condition for a moment, his brow relaxed.

"It’s done."

His voice carried a firm gentleness. "Your vaginismus is completely cured."

Xu Yue kept her eyes closed, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.

She felt as if she had just experienced a long dream. In the dream, she had been trapped in a narrow box, unable to break through the barrier no matter how hard she struggled. Now, the box had finally been opened from the outside.

"Honey, don’t be angry anymore. Xu Qian and I were just acting to stimulate you and cure your vaginismus."

Yang Xun hurriedly explained, terrified that Xu Yue would truly harbor hatred toward him and Xu Qian.

"Your condition is cured. From now on, you are a normal woman."

As soon as these words came out, both Xu Qian and Xu Yue froze.