I tiptoed along the living room path towards the door, trying to sneak out.
But just as my hand was about to touch the doorknob, my mother's cool voice suddenly rang out behind me: "Xiaowei, going out?"
I froze.
My mother gracefully put down her phone and walked towards me.
Her gaze was sharp as an X-ray, yet carried a mother's unique gentleness.
My mother stopped in front of me, looking down at me.
"Xiaowei," Mom frowned slightly, a hint of concern in her eyes, her voice softening. "You seem troubled lately. Did something happen at school again?"
I lowered my head, avoiding her phoenix eyes.
Just then, my phone vibrated again in my pocket. It was definitely a message from Wang Xiong, but I didn't dare take it out in front of Mom.
"No...nothing," I tried to keep my voice calm. "I just made plans to study with a classmate."
Mom seemed thoughtful, her long, slender fingers gently adjusting her shirt collar—a simple gesture exuding an indescribable elegance.
"Really? Did that Wang Xiong cause you trouble again?" she said softly. "Even though work is busy lately, you can always tell Mom if anything's wrong."
"No, it's not Wang Xiong, Mom, I have to go now..."
With that, I practically fled the house. Behind me, I heard my mother continuing her phone call: "Xiao Li, compile a report on our competitors' market activities over the past six months, and..."
Stepping out of the villa area, I finally took a deep breath.
The guilt in my heart almost overwhelmed me. My mother had poured her heart and soul into the company, and I had kept it from her, failing to solve the problem as promised. Instead, a single message from Wang Xiong meant I had to obediently go see him.
But I had no choice. I really didn't want my mother to worry about me.
I took out my phone and replied to Wang Xiong: "Coming right away."
At that moment, I had no idea that this seemingly ordinary weekend morning would be the beginning of everything changing. And my mother's beautiful legs, encased in exquisitely smooth black stockings, would soon embark on a path of fate that no one could have foreseen.
...
I hailed a taxi and went to the internet cafe near the school—Wang Xiong and his gang often went there; it had become their hideout.
Entering the internet cafe, I was hit by a wave of stale air—a mixture of sweat, takeout food, cigarette smoke, and the smell of the toilet. I couldn't help but cover my nose and cough a few times.
In the corner, in front of a row of computers, Wang Xiong and his three henchmen sat, the blue light of the screens reflecting on their faces; the game seemed to be raging.
"Damn it, how did we die again? These idiot teammates don't even know how to play!"
Wang Xiong angrily slammed his fist on the keyboard, then took off his headphones, turned around, and saw me.
"Yo, you're here?" Wang Xiong grinned, his eyes meaningful.
I stammered, "Brother Xiong..."
Wang Xiong waved his hand: "Go get some coffee for us, Starbucks."
"Why...why Starbucks..." I muttered softly.
"What, think it's too expensive?" Wang Xiong glared at me, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips. "Anyway, your mother's a female CEO, so rich, what's wrong with you spending some money? Or are you going to rebel against me?"
Thinking of Wang Xiong's actions lately, and his underworld father, my inner weakness prevented me from looking at him. I could only silently lower my head, my fists clenching slightly.
Wang Xiong raised his voice: "Aren't you going yet?!"
"Yes... Brother Xiong."
I turned around spinelessly, head down, and walked forward. Before I even left the internet cafe, I suddenly bumped into a soft, delicate body!
"Ah... I'm so sorry!"
I quickly apologized, but when I looked up, it was none other than my mother!
Why was my mother here?
She was still wearing that beige silk blouse, paired with black trousers. The hem of the trousers revealed her ankles and insteps encased in black stockings, her delicate feet extending all the way to her patent leather high heels.
In the smoky, chaotic environment of the internet cafe, my mother's presence seemed to brighten the space. Even in the dim light, the black stockings beneath her trousers still gleamed faintly.
"Xiaowei, is this what you meant by arranging to study with your classmates?"
My mother's eyes narrowed slightly as she looked down at me, her voice tinged with displeasure.
"Mom…I…"
Now that my mother had followed me here, I couldn't hide it any longer and had to tell the truth.
"Mom, it was…it was Wang Xiong…Wang Xiong asked me to come, to buy them…to buy them Starbucks…"
Upon hearing this, my mother's face instantly darkened, and she pulled me inside.
"Where's Wang Xiong?"
I nervously pointed in a direction: "Mom, over there..."
The sharp heels of high heels clicked on the floor, the melodious sound particularly clear in the internet cafe.
"Tap, tap, tap..."
Mom walked behind Wang Xiong and his group. They had started another game. Wang Xiong was engrossed in a fierce battle, his left hand on the keyboard and his right hand on the mouse.
"Swish—"
Mom unceremoniously reached out and ripped off his headphones: "Wang Xiong, do you think my son is easy to bully, or do you think I'm easy to bully?"
At the sound of Mom's voice, Wang Xiong turned around, and his three henchmen also stopped their game and looked over.
Seeing it was Mom, Wang Xiong's eyes lit up instantly. His lustful pupils brazenly scanned Mom's body, from her beautiful face to her delicate collarbone, finally settling on her high, firm breasts, a smile playing on his lips. "Aunt Xia, what brings you here? I was just looking for a chance to talk to you alone."
Wang Xiong seemed completely unfazed by his mother's imposing aura. He stood up abruptly, walking around the sofa in the internet cafe. Only reaching his mother's chest, he had to look up to meet her gaze.
He wore a wrinkled school uniform, dirty and stained with grease and grime, a stark contrast to his mother's impeccably tailored suit and trousers.
His mother gave a cold laugh, her ample chest heaving slightly with anger. "What should we talk about? About you taking protection money from my son? Or about you spreading rumors at school that I'm your girlfriend?"
Hearing his mother's words, I immediately realized that Wang Xiong's rumors at school a few days ago had somewhat affected his mother, and that she wasn't as indifferent as she claimed.
"Girlfriend? That's just a matter of time." Wang Xiong licked his lips, his gaze roaming brazenly over his mother. "Aunt Xia, your figure and your demeanor are a perfect match for me. Look, you're taller than me even without heels. With heels, I have to look up to see you. A small horse pulling a large cart, how interesting..."
*Slap!*
His mother raised her hand and, without hesitation, delivered a crisp slap.
The slap was swift and hard, causing the short Wang Xiong to stagger.
At that moment, his mother's red lips were tightly pressed together, her eyes flashing with a sharp, cold light. Not only her heaving chest, but even her delicate and charming face was slightly flushed with anger.