Lin Ningwei, arm in arm with Dahai, approached us.
Her eyes first glanced at me, then shifted to Xidong beside me.
She smiled sweetly, her red lips parting slightly, a hint of comparison in her expression: “Oh, honey, look at Wenbo!
Not only is he handsome, but he’s also so capable.
Standing next to his wife, they’re such a perfect match!” “I dressed up so carefully today, but I still got overshadowed by our city’s icy female CEO.
Look at Xidong’s shoes, so beautiful!” “Xidong, are those shoes custom-made?” Lin Ningwei tossed her long hair over her shoulders, her slightly curled eyelashes fluttering.
A soft curve appeared on her red lips, adding a touch of playfulness to her somewhat childlike face.
This powerful female vice mayor, though speaking with a playful and teasing tone, clearly looked down on Dahai.
Looking at Lin Ningwei’s arrogant demeanor, like a flamboyant little peacock, she displayed her beauty haughtily to passersby.
I couldn’t help but frown slightly.
This woman, who had climbed up the social ladder through the Hai family, who gave her the audacity to look down on Hai?
I wondered who granted her the power she wielded.
People were coming and going, showing no respect for Hai, but this was ultimately a matter between the couple, so I didn’t want to interfere.
“Hehe, let me ask a friend…” Zhao Dahai pretended not to notice the sarcasm in his wife’s tone, smiling obsequiously, seemingly completely mesmerized by Lin Ningwei’s soft, silky, and slightly sweet voice.
Staring at Lin Ningwei’s adorable little face, her dimples peeking out when she smiled, he was utterly oblivious to the stares of others.
Looking back now, it’s no wonder that Da Hai’s IQ plummeted when his wife flirted with him.
Having never even held a girl’s hand from elementary school to university, he was completely captivated by her deliberately displayed gentleness and charm, willingly becoming her devoted admirer.
However, the little peacock, proudly displaying her plumage that day, was unaware that she had already been targeted by the wicked wolf.
“Brother-in-law, this beautiful lady is your friend?
The shoes my sister wore were a gift from me.
If you like them, I’ll pick out another pair for you, guaranteed to be high-end designer.” Just as I was about to exchange a few pleasantries with my childhood friend, Nick’s tall, strong figure appeared beside us.
His impetuous and flippant words made Da Hai and I turn our heads simultaneously.
Seeing us turn around, Nick’s sharply defined, dark face beamed with a smile as radiant as the morning sun.
Whenever I recall that harmless, bright smile, I realize that at the time, unaware of what would happen next, I genuinely believed his earlier impulsive remark was unintentional, or perhaps simply a display of genuine kindness.
His tall, nearly two-meter frame, dark complexion, and muscular physique accentuated by a simple white T-shirt, combined with distressed ripped jeans, exuded an undeniable youthful energy.
His dark face, with its touch of refinement, wore a genuine smile that he had practiced countless times—a smile so infectious it was like the spring sunshine, warm and beautiful, perfectly reflecting his outwardly radiant personality.
At that time, Da Hai and I were completely unaware of the lecherous and lustful nature hidden behind that radiant smile.
“Nick, don’t talk nonsense.” “Dahai, Ningwei, I’m sorry, this is my brother Nick.
Please don’t mind him.
He’s lived in America for a long time, so his way of speaking, doing things, and thinking might be a little different from us Chinese.” Xi Dong, seeing Dahai’s face turn pale, quickly spoke up to cover for Nick’s earlier impetuous behavior.
I looked at Nick, this dark-skinned sycophant, trying to fawn over every beautiful woman he saw, and felt utterly disdainful.
Don’t let his usual efficiency fool you; his cluelessness in distinguishing between Chinese and Western etiquette often gives our family a headache.
Seeing that my wife had spoken, I naturally couldn’t back down.
I grabbed Dahai’s shoulder, forcing an awkward smile, and said, “Dahai, come on, let me take you inside.
Don’t be angry.
My husband, Nick, is a Black man; he’s straightforward and simple-minded.
I’ll definitely make him pour you a drink and apologize today.” While I was helping Nick out of that mess, this scoundrel, little did I know that this guy, using cheesy pickup lines he’d learned online, had already successfully added Dahai’s wife on WeChat.
The couple’s status and influence, coupled with the Zhao family behind Dahai, instantly elevated my father-in-law’s birthday banquet.
Afterwards, important figures from the city and province either sent congratulatory messages or gifts.
“Aunt Yue!” My mother, Yue Luhua, as the highest-ranking guest in terms of official status, seized the opportune moment.
Just minutes before the banquet began, she appeared at the elevator entrance in front of the hall, wearing a pair of somewhat outdated black square-toed leather shoes.
Before I could even greet her, Nick was even more eager than I was, abandoning Xi Dong and rushing towards my mother.
Tall and long-legged Nick reached my mother in a few strides.
Xi Dong and I both frowned slightly; I disliked this black man’s overly enthusiastic behavior towards my mother and Xi Dong.
Xi Dong’s cold, oval face showed a slight furrow in her brows, as if she were jealous of my mother.
That day, I rushed to greet my mother and didn’t notice the subtle expression on my wife’s pretty face.
Later, I realized that men and women are the same; it’s not scarcity that’s the problem, but inequality.
“Aunt Yue, did you take some kind of magic pill?!” “You look so beautiful today!
You’d be even more stunning in the high heels I gave you!” Nick looked at his mother, still dressed in that almost unchanging, old-fashioned business suit.
His dark face wore a very attentive smile, yet it subtly revealed a hint of schadenfreude.
That day, for her father-in-law’s birthday banquet, his mother, with her dignified and beautiful oval face lightly made up, her red lips curving upwards, glanced at Nick with her peach blossom eyes: “Glib-tongued, disgusting, and nauseating!
What are you yelling about?!” His mother’s alluring figure, even in his old-fashioned business suit, couldn’t hide her innate, naturally seductive posture.
The front of her light gray women’s business suit, paired with a white shirt underneath, was bulging under her large, prominent breasts.
The undulating curves of her breasts had once fueled much gossip behind her back, with rumors circulating that she was the mistress of some powerful figure.
However, after she rose to the high position of Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission of Hanzhong City, no one dared utter a single word of those malicious rumors behind her back.
Below her matching slim-fitting trousers, two long, beautiful legs outlined their shape.
Although nothing was visible, this very sensuality and allure, coupled with each graceful step, caused the slightly loose calves of her trousers to sway gently.
Whether it was her mature and seductive physique, her dignified and authoritative aura, or both, it all drew the attention of the guests.
Some of the bolder ones stared wide-eyed, as if trying to see right through her business suit.
Following the graceful curves of her slender, long legs in black stockings, down to delicate square-toed leather shoes, a pair of exquisitely beautiful feet clad in black stockings were hidden within.
I wondered if my mother was wearing ordinary short stockings or particularly alluring couture.
That day, I immediately laughed at my own unrealistic thought.
Who was my mother?
Why would she wear something like couture?
My mother and Xi Dong were both stunning beauties.
One was dignified and elegant, exuding grace.
The other had a cool, aloof face, a slender figure, and four sexy legs.
Her elegant strides, the heels clicking provocatively on the ground, stirred a surge of adrenaline.
My mother was also 173 cm tall, slightly shorter than my wife, but everyone who saw her dignified and refined face and her fiery, sexy figure couldn’t help but marvel at the wonders of nature.
My mother’s legs are no less impressive in length than my wife’s, both boasting sexy legs exceeding one meter in length.
If there’s any difference, it’s that my wife’s legs are long and slender, while my mother’s legs, hidden beneath her tailored business trousers, are full and fleshy, yet perfectly proportioned.
Recalling this, an old image involuntarily flashes into my mind.
I once witnessed it outside my mother’s bedroom: my mother and Xi Dong, with their two incredibly beautiful legs, one on top of the other, using the backs of their knees to hold a thick, long, and menacing black penis, shamelessly and seductively pleasuring its owner, using their jade-like legs to masturbate him.