Seeing that he wasn’t going to get any more out of her, Yang Haoran set aside his doubts for the moment. With excitement lighting up his face, he answered, “Mom, which friend did you ask to buy it? Can we get more? How much is one bottle?”
“The effect isn’t just good—it’s like cheating in a game. Today, I mastered every subject except English.”
“Hmm?” A flicker of unease passed through Liu Ruoxi’s heart. Doubting his words, she asked, “Is it really that amazing?”
“It’s good. Good to the point of blowing your mind. I can’t even describe it specifically, but it’s just like cheating. Mom, have you seen that movie Limitless? There’s this superhuman pill in it, and it’s pretty much like that. Maybe just a tiny bit less powerful.”
By this point, Liu Ruoxi believed her son’s words. But recalling what she had told him yesterday, her heart tightened. She casually changed the subject. “If it’s that effective, then why couldn’t you learn English?”
Yang Haoran’s excited expression froze. Helplessly, he explained, “I tried for a bit, but it didn’t work. I could memorize the English words and sentences, but I couldn’t pronounce them. The potion’s effect has a time limit, so I focused on the other subjects first.”
“Mom, you still haven’t told me. Who did you ask to buy it? Can we get more? How much per bottle?”
One lie required countless more to cover it up. Liu Ruoxi was learning that the hard way, so she decided to gloss over it.
“You wouldn’t know them anyway. As long as it works, that’s what matters. As for getting more, I’ll have to ask. The price is fifteen million for three bottles.”
“Five million a bottle?”
Yang Haoran was stunned on the spot. But considering the potion’s effects, it seemed worth every penny.
Seeing that his mother was about to leave, Yang Haoran quickly blocked her path. He still had his most important question to ask. Lowering his voice, he glanced around furtively like a thief. Seeing that his dad wasn’t there—probably still in the study—he whispered, “Mom, about what you said last night… when are we meeting up? My grades are great now. Even the teacher praised me today.”
“Where’s your report card? Let me see it.” Liu Ruoxi glanced at her son’s mix of excitement and shadiness, then countered with a question.
Her words were like a bucket of cold water dumped over Yang Haoran’s head. But he wasn’t about to give up easily. He argued slyly, “Report cards are fake. What matters is real knowledge and skill. Mom, you can’t go back on your word.
“The midterms just ended, and there haven’t been any tests lately. What was he supposed to show her?
“How am I supposed to believe you? Just because you say so?”
“That won’t do. Mom, didn’t you say last time that you could get the midterm exam papers? Bring them back, and I’ll do them for you right here.”
Liu Ruoxi could see the confidence in her son’s voice as he said this.
“Fine. When I have time, I’ll get them for you.”
“When?”
“When I have time.”
“How will I know when you have time?”
“Within this week, okay? Stop bugging me.” Liu Ruoxi felt a deep sense of helplessness as she said this. She had brought this upon herself. But with only a few days left on the system task, and Shen Qing already urging her several times, tonight Shen Qing’s side would be pushing “her” out.
With a firm timeline in hand—and only a few days left in the week—Yang Haoran felt satisfied.
During family dinner, Yang Mengyao mentioned how Professor Li had praised her brother today. Their father was greatly surprised and, in a rare moment, praised her too. He told her to keep it up, and if her exam scores improved, they could celebrate with a family trip.
Yang Wenfu’s suggestion left the other three at the table exchanging baffled looks.
In the past, Yang Haoran had suggested family trips before. But if Mom wanted to go, Dad would always make some excuse about being busy with “who-knows-what” and have Mom take the two kids instead.
Everyone in the family knew the reason, so no one had brought up family vacations since.
Hearing it come from Dad’s mouth now naturally surprised the three of them.
Liu Ruoxi glanced at Yang Wenfu but made no comment on his idea.
Yang Mengyao was thrilled and even emphasized that she hoped Dad wouldn’t use some company business excuse this time, leaving him visibly embarrassed.
Yang Haoran didn’t notice anything off. He just found it strange coming from Dad and didn’t think much of it.
After dinner, Yang Haoran took a shower and returned to his room on the second floor.
Lying on his bed with his phone, Yang Haoran chatted dirty with Aunt Shen’s alt account as usual. After an exchange of filthy talk between a horny woman and a lustful man…
Shen Qing: “Do you remember what this lowly concubine said when we first met?”
Yang Haoran thought for a moment. They’d chatted so much that he wasn’t sure which thing she meant. He typed, “The Slutty Bitch is still playing riddles with Master? Looks like you need more training. Spill the truth.”
“Master, be gentle… Ah! …No… This lowly concubine was wrong… (emoji)”
Looking at the message Aunt Shen had sent while entertaining herself, Yang Haoran had a face full of black lines. Aunt Shen had so much inner drama. With her mask on, she was letting loose.
He was really curious what her face would look like when he slapped the evidence in it.
“You think begging will work? Master is going to punish you hard today, you Slutty Bitch. Time to teach this Mother Beast some rules.”
Grumbling inwardly, Yang Haoran still went along with it and hammered out the message.
“This lowly concubine was wrong… Wuu wuu… This lowly concubine will never complain about Master’s cock being small or unable to satisfy her again.”
Yang Haoran’s mouth twitched at Aunt Shen’s message. This wild bitch really needed discipline.
After some flirty deviation from the topic, Shen Qing finally got to the point.
“This lowly concubine met Master thanks to a bet with her best friend. Now that this lowly concubine has found a good master, her best friend is still all alone. This lowly concubine couldn’t bear it and told her about Master. She’s very interested and wants to join Master under his crotch too, becoming Master’s second Bitch, wagging her tail and begging for mercy.”
“This lowly concubine and her best friend are extremely close. This lowly concubine has a small wish: someday in the future, this lowly concubine and her best friend can kneel together under Master’s crotch and serve him as one.”
Yang Haoran read the two long messages, growing more unsettled with each word. Aunt Shen’s best friend?
A bolt of lightning crashed through his mind. His breathing quickened instantly.
No way… Impossible… Mom…? But how could she? Aunt Shen’s best friend—besides Mom, who else could it be…?
Yang Haoran stared at the messages on his screen, his heart in chaos. His eyes locked onto those two messages, reading them over and over, not missing a single word.
“She’s very interested and wants to join Master under his crotch, becoming Master’s second Bitch, wagging her tail and begging for mercy.”
He stared intently at that line. Impossible. With Mom’s personality, she couldn’t react like that. She wasn’t some slutty woman.
Or was Mom’s usual cold demeanor just an act? Was she actually a slut deep down, just like Aunt Shen?
Or maybe he’d been wrong from the start. The woman on the other side of the screen wasn’t Aunt Shen at all? Someone else?
All sorts of guesses collided in his mind. He even started doubting if he’d been too quick to assume it was Aunt Shen.
The more he thought, the more irritated he got. He tossed his phone onto the bed and banged his forehead against the covers a few times. The slight pain helped him calm down gradually.
He picked up the phone again and typed: “Master doesn’t take just any Bitch…” Delete.
“I’m not taking in just any Bitch. What’s your best friend’s figure and looks like?”
He wasn’t even in the mood for role-playing anymore. Even typing “Master” annoyed him now.
On the other side, Shen Qing grew anxious when Little Ranran didn’t reply right away. With his lustful nature, how could he ignore a Bitch delivered to his door?
Just as she considered sending some sexy photos of Ruoxi to tempt him, a message came in.
After reading it, Shen Qing breathed a sigh of relief. He was just worried her best friend wasn’t hot enough.
A faint smile curved her lips as she typed back: “Don’t worry, Master. To be this lowly concubine’s best friend, her figure and looks are top-tier. Guaranteed to make Master’s mouth water.”
As if afraid he wouldn’t believe her, she added: “If Master doesn’t believe it, this lowly concubine will have her add you right now. She’ll send you some photos, and then you’ll believe me.”
Yang Haoran could feel the confidence in her words even through the cold screen.
He fell silent for a moment.
“Fine, have her add me.” He edited and sent it.
“Master, please wait a moment. I’ll contact her.”
