Urban Seduction: Housewives Club-Chapter 674: The Urge to Turn into a Wolf

As Yan Ruyu stood up, her ample chest, which seemed ready to burst out of her sweater, bounced slightly, catching Ye Fei's full attention as he turned to look at her.

For a moment, Ye Fei's eyes nearly popped out of his head, and his heart raced. Little Ye Fei stood at attention in record time, and he silently cursed to himself.

This woman is absolutely the most potent poison for any man.

To avoid making a fool of himself, he forced himself to look away, resisting the urge to keep staring.

Yan Ruyu noticed his reaction, and her heartbeat quickened. She was well aware of her allure and usually took great care to avoid such situations. But in her flustered state, she'd forgotten.

When she saw the heat in Ye Fei's gaze, she didn't feel the usual disgust she had toward other men—only a deep sense of embarrassment. She quickly urged Song Xuan, "Should we go to your room? Let's hurry."

Song Xuan also sensed the tension between the two and felt a slight discomfort. However, she quickly brushed it off and walked with Yan Ruyu toward her room.

Don't look, don't look, don't look!

Ye Fei shouted at himself internally. He was afraid that if he looked again, he wouldn't be able to control his impulses and would turn into a wolf.

Only when the two women disappeared into Song Xuan's room did Ye Fei finally relax?

But then, Song Ci, who had been sitting beside him, leaned in closer.

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"Are you having dirty thoughts about my mom again?" Song Ci squinted her big eyes, staring at Ye Fei's face.

Before he could deny it, she reached out and grabbed the evidence of his mischievous thoughts.

With his most sensitive area in her grasp, Ye Fei couldn't deny it. He chuckled awkwardly and said, "Well, you know, it's just a natural reaction."

Instead of getting angry as Ye Fei had expected, Song Ci's eyes softened, and she gave him a seductive look. She leaned in close to his ear, her breath warm and sweet, and whispered, "So, do you want to…?"

Though she didn't finish the sentence, Ye Fei could guess what she meant. His heart raced, but he quickly scolded her, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not talking nonsense. I'm serious. Tell me, do you want to?" Song Ci continued to tempt him. However, Ye Fei, who was somewhat distracted, didn't notice the flash of pain in her eyes.

After what had happened that morning, Song Ci had become even more aware of Ye Fei's strength. Even those formidable sect members had cowered like mice at the mention of his name. She was now certain that her master was the man who could protect her mother and free her from a lifetime of pressure.

She was determined to bring them together, even if it meant giving up something herself.

He will always just be my master, she thought, her heart aching. But for her mother's sake, she had to do this.

Seeing that Ye Fei remained unmoved, Song Ci bit her lip. Her hand, which had been resting on his pants, slowly slipped inside and grabbed him again, gently stroking. In a soft, kitten-like voice, she whispered, "I'm Yan Ruyu. Do you like it when I serve you like this?"

Ye Fei's heart skipped a beat, and his mind flashed back to Yan Ruyu's breathtaking beauty. The part in Song Ci's hand twitched in response.

But Ye Fei was still Ye Fei, and sometimes his self-control was surprisingly strong. While Yan Ruyu was undeniably captivating, in his heart, she couldn't quite match the allure of Liu Yiru.

His strong reaction to her was more about the temptation of something he couldn't have. Having been through Liu Yiru's intense baptism, Ye Fei could resist this kind of temptation as long as he stayed focused.

"Enough. No matter how much you try to act like her, you're still just you. Your flat chest won't win me over," Ye Fei ruthlessly teased. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy his disciple's attention, but the little minx had stirred something in him.

Especially when he thought about her being Yan Ruyu's daughter, his mind couldn't help but fantasize about the two of them sharing a bed. To avoid turning into a beast and pouncing on his disciple at this inappropriate time, he had to shut her down.

"Hmph!" Song Ci, hit where it hurt most, was indeed angry. The hand that had been gently comforting Little Ye Fei now pinched it hard before she pulled away. She pouted and said, "I was going to make you feel good, but now I'm mad. You can just stay hard!"

With that, Song Ci stormed off to her room without looking back. Her mind was in turmoil. Why didn't he fall for it? Does he not like Mom, or was I not convincing enough? I'll have to try again later.

As she thought this, the anger on her face faded, replaced by a sly smile. She began plotting her next move.

The three women stayed in their rooms all afternoon, and Ye Fei had no idea what they were thinking. He, however, kept himself busy, issuing orders to the Lingyun Society's spies in the capital. Most of the commands were to stay put and wait for Song Xuan's final decision, while also continuing to gather intelligence.

Around four in the afternoon, Ye Fei received another shocking piece of news: the Song family's patriarch, who was at the core of the nation's power, was about to step down. This puzzled Ye Fei. It wasn't a year for leadership changes, and he'd already used special methods to remove Xiao Hai's "godfather."

Now, another high-ranking figure was about to fall. He wondered what methods those people were using.

In the Song family, the patriarch was like a towering tree. As long as he stood, any crisis was just that—a crisis—and wouldn't harm the family's foundation.

But if he fell, even without external pressure, the family would crumble. And now, with the Song family facing pressure from an alliance of nine families, Ye Fei's mind immediately conjured up an apt phrase: the collapse of an empire.

Upon hearing this news, Ye Fei's brow furrowed. He'd initially thought the Song family's crisis was limited to their business interests, which would've been no big deal for him.

With the limitless capital backing of the Autumn Wind Group, it had become one of the world's top conglomerates. Compared to this giant, the Song family's assets were like a small rowboat. Whether it rose or fell was entirely up to Ye Fei.