Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

"Alright, alright!" Ye Fei immediately raised his hands in surrender, then added, "But before you kill me, how about I do something for you? Like, say, take you back?"

"I don't need you!" Li Ruonan snorted, climbing onto her bike. However, as she did, the long skirt of her dress fluttered up, giving Ye Fei an eyeful.

Even though he'd already spent plenty of time staring at her most intimate areas—and even inserted a part of himself there—seeing her like this, half-covered and half-exposed, had its unique charm.

"Hey, you're not just going to leave me here, are you?" Ye Fei called out as Li Ruonan started the engine. Without waiting for her response, he climbed onto the back of the bike again.

Li Ruonan didn't object, but she didn't acknowledge him either. She simply acted as if he weren't there and started the bike. However, she shivered slightly.

The outfit Li Ruonan was wearing now was a spring/autumn dress Ye Fei had bought earlier, and it was already deep winter. Her deep internal energy, which had been depleted during Ye Fei's earlier assault, had only partially recovered thanks to the recovery pill. It wasn't enough to withstand the harsh winter wind.

Ye Fei noticed this immediately. He quickly took off his coat and handed it to her, saying before she could refuse, "You can take your revenge on me later, but if you freeze to death now, how are you going to do that?"

Li Ruonan silently took the coat and put it on backward, feeling much warmer. Along with her body, her icy heart also began to thaw. At the same time, a question popped into her mind: Why did Ye Fei have a women's dress with him and one that fits me so perfectly? Did he plan this from the start?

But she quickly dismissed that thought as ridiculous. This was their first meeting—how could he have planned it?

Once Li Ruonan started the bike again, Ye Fei naturally leaned against her back, his hands wandering under the coat he'd lent her, finding their way to her chest. This time, since she was wearing a cotton dress, the sensation was even better than before.

Whether Li Ruonan had given up resisting or simply didn't care anymore, she let him touch her as they began their journey back.

With fewer layers of clothing and no internal energy to resist the cold, Li Ruonan rode faster than before, giving Ye Fei more time to explore her delightful curves.

When they hit the rough patch of the road again, Ye Fei's enthusiastic part found its way back into her now womanly folds, thrusting rhythmically.

Li Ruonan's feelings were vastly different from when they'd first set out. Back then, she'd been filled with nothing but anger toward Ye Fei.

Now, her emotions were far more complicated. There was still anger and hatred, but also a hint of something she didn't want to admit—attraction. And when she felt that familiar wetness soak the seat of her beloved bike, a wave of embarrassment washed over her.

When they returned to the hotel, Li Ruonan ignored everyone, leaving Ye Fei and her busy sisters behind as she hurried upstairs. Though the recovery pill had healed her body, the mess Ye Fei had left between her legs made her uncomfortable, and she wanted to wash it away as soon as possible.

Lying in the bathtub filled with warm water, Li Ruonan's chaotic mind finally began to settle. But she couldn't help thinking about the man who had just taken her virginity. Her feelings toward Ye Fei were incredibly complex.

When the hatred surged, she wanted to kill him. But at the same time, the memory of the mind-blowing pleasure he'd given her—and the tenderness he'd shown afterward—kept creeping back into her thoughts, making her reluctant to carry out her revenge.

After a long while, Li Ruonan finally found the perfect excuse for Ye Fei: He was out of control, driven by madness. It wasn't entirely his fault.

With that, she made her decision: she wouldn't kill him. But that didn't mean she was letting him off the hook. She'd find a way to teach him a lesson someday—how exactly, she'd figure out later.

With that decision made, Li Ruonan felt a sense of relief. She lay comfortably in the bathtub, her eyes accidentally landing on Ye Fei's coat, which she hadn't returned yet. A warm feeling spread through her heart, and for a moment, she even forgot about how he'd forcefully taken her.

While Li Ruonan was lost in her thoughts upstairs, the first floor of the hotel was bustling with activity. Though the hotel didn't offer special services, its other amenities were top-notch, so the lobby and private rooms were always packed during meal times. Even so, a few waitresses managed to sneak a moment to gossip.

"Did you see what Big Sister was wearing? A dress! That's so unlike her," one particularly nosy waitress whispered.

"Yeah, and did you notice her jacket? It looked like it belonged to Song Ci's master," another chimed in.

Finally, someone summed it up, "Do you think Big Sister is trying to steal Song Ci's man? If so, then what they were doing earlier… hehe…" They all glanced over at Ye Fei, who was sitting in the lounge chair without his coat.

The waitresses weren't exactly quiet, and Song Ci, who had just returned from wherever she'd been, overheard their conversation. She walked over to Ye Fei, pouting, and asked, "Master, is what they're saying true?" Her big eyes were filled with a heart-wrenching mix of sadness and accusation.

Ye Fei, being the kind of guy who wouldn't feel guilty even if he'd been caught red-handed, tapped Song Ci on the head and said with a mock scowl, "Don't listen to their nonsense. You know what I do for a living. When I get the chance, I naturally want to connect with the underground forces in the capital. That's why Big Sister took me to see some of her operations. Besides, even if I were that kind of guy, do you think she would be?"

"That's true," Song Ci said, clearly convinced by Ye Fei's last point. Her face lit up with a happy smile, leaving Ye Fei feeling a bit miffed. Does she not trust me that much?

But then again, maybe she had a point. When faced with stunning beauties, even Ye Fei couldn't fully trust himself. Take Song Xuan, for example. When he first met her, he was sure he wouldn't fall for her so easily. But within a couple of days, he'd already gotten involved with her.

Ye Fei thought about this with a hint of embarrassment, trying to come up with a way to prove himself right—like rescuing damsels in distress or bringing them happiness. But before he could, his phone buzzed with a new text message.