【The Temptation of a Good Family Wife】(Part 2) (11) Author: Da Bao Email

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Chapter Eleven

"Sweetie, it's too late now. If you ejaculate, you won't have any energy for class tomorrow. Bear with it, Mommy promises
you: I'll fuck you properly tomorrow night, okay?" Wu Yue comforted her son in a low voice.

"Hmm... okay then, but I want to hold you while I sleep tonight, is that alright?" Da Bao said coquettishly.

"Okay, of course you can. Hey, how old are you? Why are you sucking on my breast again? Ouch,
suck gently, oh... you're going to ruin my nipples. Ah... I can't do anything with you, oh... be gentle
." And so, the mother and son, naked, cuddled together, Da Bao, with his mother's small, fragrant nipple in his mouth,
chuckled as he drifted off to sleep...

"Da Bao, what time is it? Your mother said you're going to the Olympic class today? Get up
and eat. I'll take you both in a bit." Early in the morning, Da Bao was woken by his father's knocking. He nervously looked
at the bed; his mother had long since disappeared.

He breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "Dad, okay, I'll get up right away." He checked the time:
8:52.

After washing up, Da Bao saw his parents already seated at the table. He hurriedly ran over and sat down, picking up his
bowl of egg drop soup and drinking it. Using the bowl as cover, he peeked at his mother. She was
elegantly and chewing her food, looking so refined and reserved. Where was the wanton, vulgar woman
who had flirted with him the night before?

Wait, was last night a dream? His mother's reserved demeanor at the dinner table was the real one. No wonder he
thought she was so wanton last night; she wasn't like her usual self at all. Besides, his mother had clearly told him last night she wouldn't
come to him for "beauty treatments," and he hadn't left the door open for her; if he locked it, she couldn't possibly get in.
(The naive Da Bao didn't know at the time that his parents had another key, so even if he locked the door, they could still
open it from the outside.)

"Da Bao, your mother said the computer teacher you found this time is very skilled? And he even worked for a big company?"
his father suddenly interrupted Da Bao's reverie, asking.

"Hmm, I heard that's how it is, but I haven't had the class yet. I can only give an objective evaluation after the class today," Da
Bao said, looking up at his father.

When he saw that his father didn't look as languid as he usually does when drunk, he asked curiously, "Dad,
weren't you drunk last night? How come you look perfectly fine this morning?"

"Who's drunk? Don't listen to your mother's nonsense. She always ruins my image in your eyes. I drink all the time
, how could I get drunk? I just get sleepy when I drink, and I'm the last one to fall asleep. But you must remember: '
Brothers fight tigers together, fathers and sons go to war together.' We, father and son, are the closest blood relatives, remember that?" Dad
glared at Mom and said with dissatisfaction.

"Oh, I know, Dad," he replied, but in his heart he was thinking: Dad probably doesn't know that on the battlefield with
Mom father and son are indeed fighting side by side. "Set aside disputes and develop together"—isn't that the most
popular diplomatic language these days? Although he is indeed "developing" Mom with Dad now, Dad is developing openly and
legitimately , while he is developing secretly.

"Ugh, you two are so close, why drag me into this? I won't fight you for our son, okay?"
Mom retorted, annoyed by Dad's glare.

"Hehe, Dad, actually I just thought you were drunk last night. It wasn't Mom who said that. By the way, Dad,
how many days are you going on this business trip?" Da Bao, worried about his parents' disagreement, quickly changed the subject
.

"Oh, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I'll try to come back tomorrow afternoon so our family can celebrate together
."

"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival? That's great. Dad, come back early tomorrow."

And so, the family returned to their usual warm and harmonious state. After dinner, Da Bao hurriedly went back to his room to pack
his schoolbag . Although he didn't know what the first day of classes would cover, Cheng Ge had asked him to buy some
basic books, so he simply packed them all into his bag. He then changed into his favorite casual t-shirt;
he was tired of wearing his school uniform every day. He picked up his schoolbag, about to turn and run after his parents who were waiting downstairs, when he
suddenly remembered that his mother was going to accompany him to school. He immediately thought of something, so he turned back to his desk
, opened a drawer, and took out a pair of large, wide-rimmed glasses. He'd bought these glasses last time when he went to buy condoms
to avoid being recognized. They'd come in handy again today.

The Municipal Education Bureau was located at the northeast corner of the intersection of Kaijiang Road and Taishan North Street, relatively close to the city center,
but according to the district division, it belonged to the South City District, quite far from the North City District where Da Bao's family lived.
It was 9:37 when Tan Gang dropped the mother and son off at the Education Bureau.

After watching his father's car leave, Da Bao took out the somewhat ugly wide-
rimmed glasses he had prepared from his schoolbag and handed them to his mother, saying, "Mom, wear these glasses."

"These glasses are so ugly, why do you want me to wear them? They don't look good on me," Wu Yue
asked, .

"Hehe, it's just to make you look more ordinary. Otherwise, if you come into the classroom with me,
the teacher and classmates probably won't be able to concentrate on the lesson; they'll just be staring at you." Da Bao
said smugly, quite pleased with his brilliant idea.

"It's not as exaggerated as you make it out to be. If I could really sit in the classroom, I'd sit
in the very back corner; it wouldn't affect your learning. These glasses are too ugly; they look like something a man would wear. I
don't want to wear them." It's a woman's nature to love beauty, and Wu Yue certainly didn't want to wear those ugly glasses.

"Mom, please, please wear them. You don't understand men. Even if a goddess like you sits in the corner,
they 'll still stare at you. How can I concentrate on the lesson then? I'll just be worrying about you." Da Bao pleaded with his mother
.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be so jealous? Are you that bothered by other men staring at your mother?"
Wu Yue asked with a grin.

"Yes, Mom, you're mine alone. Nobody else can touch you." Da Bao said domineeringly.

"Alright, since you care about me so much, I'll try them on first." Wu Yue said, taking
the glasses and placing them on her delicate nose.

"They really do look a bit out of place. Mom looks strange wearing these glasses," Da Bao thought to himself.
Thinking to himself, he said aloud, "Mom, the effect is pretty good. You've suddenly become an intellectual beauty."

"Alright, stop being so cheeky. It's getting late. What did Teacher Tong tell you? Who should you register with?"
Wu Yue asked casually.

Da Bao led his mother up the stairs to the fourth floor as Teacher Tong had instructed. They found the second door marked
"Deputy Director's Office" and knocked gently three times.

"Come in." A pleasant, deep female voice came from inside. Just from the voice, one could tell it belonged to
a composed woman who had long been in officialdom.

Da Bao led his mother to push open the door. In the bright office, a dignified and capable woman sat
behind a high-end desk, looking intently at him. After sizing him up, she said, "You
must be Da Bao? Liya's student?"

"Yes, Auntie. I'm Teacher Tong's class representative." He said as he entered the room.

The capable woman also stood up and came to greet him. She kept looking Da Bao up and down, then said with
a smile , "Young man, you look really energetic. No wonder that girl is so concerned about you; she's been urging me
several times."

Da Bao's eyes weren't idle either; he was also secretly observing Teacher Tong's mother: her short, ear-length hair made her look
shrewd and capable. Her makeup was light and elegant, and he could see a hint of Teacher Tong's features in her eyes, only more mature. She wore a
dark gray business suit, which seemed somewhat conservative—perhaps because of her position as a superior? But even such conservative
clothing couldn't hide her alluring charm: her large breasts seemed about to burst out of her clothes, and her
buttocks were even more plump and pert, the suit stretched taut as if it were about to tear open.

"This must be what a full-figured woman looks like," Da Bao thought, swallowing hard. He hadn't
expected Teacher Tong's mother to have such a good figure; she was many times more voluptuous than Teacher Tong. She was supposed to be over
forty , but she looked only in her thirties; she was very well-preserved.

"And who is this?" Tong's mother asked, seeing Wu Yue follow her into the house.

"This is my mother, she's here to help me with the registration procedures," Da Bao quickly explained.

"Hello, I'm sorry to trouble you," Wu Yue also quickly greeted Tong's mother.

"It's alright, it's our responsibility to help our city produce more talent and train a group of
athletes Besides, you don't know how much my Liya likes your Da Bao,
she talks about him to me every day, and even said that she's already recognized him as her younger brother. Is that true, Da Bao?" Tong's mother
said , looking at Da Bao.

Wu Yue had never heard Da Bao mention this to her before, so she also looked at Da Bao curiously, waiting for his response.

"Yes, Teacher Tong did say that, but I still feel more comfortable calling her teacher," Da Bao said, feeling guilty as he tried to distance himself from any ambiguous relationship with Teacher Tong when he saw
his mother looking at him.

"Hmph, this child is always causing trouble. Alright, wait a moment, I'll call Xiao Lü and
have him take you to register." She turned back to her desk, picked up the phone, dialed, and then
hung up before the call connected.

A short while later, a young man in his thirties wearing glasses knocked and entered the office, looking at
Tong's mother anxiously and asking, "Director Ni, you wanted to see me? What instructions do you have?"

"Xiao Lü, these two are my daughter's friends. This is Da Bao; he's here to attend your training class.
Take them to complete the registration procedures. But you must teach him well and strive to get him
a good ranking in next year's Olympiad," Tong's mother instructed.

"Don't worry, Director Ni, as long as this child studies diligently according to my teaching plan, getting a ranking shouldn't be
a problem . Director Ni, shall I take them there first?" Teacher Lü said.

"Yes, go ahead. Da Bao, study hard. Strive to get a ranking to get extra points on the college entrance exam," Tong's
mother encouraged Da Bao as she left.

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Ni. I'll try my best." Da Bao said, then followed Teacher Lü out of
the office .

After paying the fees and completing the registration, it was almost 10 o'clock, the start time for class. Teacher Lü led Da Bao to
the training area on the fifth floor. There were many small classrooms there, and many students were attending various classes. It was bustling with activity.

Finally, they squeezed through the crowd and arrived at their training class's classroom. Lü Shaohui unlocked the classroom
door , looked back at the four students already standing at the door, and said, "Class time is almost
here. Come in first. I'll go get the lesson plan."

The group entered the small classroom and chose their seats. Since there were only five students including Da Bao,
the classroom seemed particularly spacious. Wu Yue sat quietly in the corner of the last row, not wanting to attract
attention.

"Huh? Just us? Look, the class next door is also a computer science Olympiad class, and there are so many people there," a
slightly chubby student said curiously to the student next to him.

"What do you know? Our teacher, Mr. Lü, is said to be the only NOIP gold medal training
coach . It's just that fewer people come because of his high fees." The student next to him, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and
thin, explained professionally.

"NOIP gold medal training coach? What's that? Never heard of it?" The chubby student seemed to be new to the
Computer Science Olympiad and didn't even seem to understand some basic information.

"Sigh, I'm too lazy to explain to you. You'll know once you look at the training materials." The thin student with gold-rimmed
glasses shook his head and ignored him.

Da Bao heard their conversation, especially when he heard that Mr. Lü was a NOIP
gold medal training coach. Although he didn't know much about it, he knew that he must be very capable. So he excitedly
turned to look at his mother in the corner.

Wu Yue, of course, also heard their conversation and was secretly amazed by Mr. Lü's abilities when she saw Da
Bao looking at her excitedly. She knew that her son must be very excited after hearing the news. So she smiled and nodded to
her son to indicate that she understood.

That's often how people are; someone who seems unremarkable at first
glance often gains more respect once their true talents are revealed. When Mr. Lü re-entered the classroom with his laptop and stood
on the podium, Da Bao's gaze had changed.

Although he had been following Mr. Lü through the registration process, Mr. Lü's medium build and ordinary
appearance meant he would easily blend into the crowd, so Da Bao hadn't paid much attention to his appearance.
Looking at Teacher Lü now, his eyes were unusually bright and intelligent,
the glint of wisdom shining through his glasses.

Lü Shaohui stood on the podium, his gaze sweeping across the classroom. Suddenly, he noticed
a long-haired woman sitting in the corner. "Probably a parent. How can she be so ill-mannered?
Does she expect both students to attend the class just because she paid for one?" he thought, displeased. He was about to tell the woman to leave when he suddenly
remembered she was the parent of the student Director Ni had introduced.

"Oh well, since she's Director Ni's friend, let her listen. Having a woman around makes lecturing a little more
exciting . But although she's tall, those glasses she's wearing are incredibly unfashionable. If she wore something more
elegant, she might be a beauty. Looks like a housewife who doesn't know how to dress herself;
it's a bit of a shame."

"Teacher Lü, I heard you're a Noip Gold Medal Training Coach? Really?" The chubby boy, seeing Teacher Lü
seemingly lost in thought on the podium, couldn't quite grasp his abilities and asked.

Lu Shaohui's reverie was interrupted, bringing him back to reality. He smiled slightly and replied noncommittally, "
What ? Don't I look like it?"

"Alright, let's begin the lesson. I'll first explain the goals of our training program: to strive for awards in
the National Olympiad in Informatics, thereby gaining admission to prestigious universities through independent enrollment programs, or securing a place in the national college entrance examination with extra points."

Wu Yue, sitting in the back row, listened attentively to Mr. Lu's explanation. When she heard Mr. Lu's
training goals, she was overjoyed. "That's wonderful! If my baby can be admitted to a prestigious university, or get a
place with extra points, then this training fee will be truly worthwhile."

Wu Yue, like Da Bao, looked at Lu Shaohui with admiration. While appearance was Wu Yue's primary
aesthetic standard, she also admired talented people like Lu Shaohui, just as she admired her husband,
Tan Gang, and her neighbor, Xiao Cheng, for the same reason. What was originally a dry and boring Pascal language class became lively

under Lü Shaohui's humorous and engaging explanations . He didn't simply read from the textbook or rigidly adhere to training materials; instead, he interspersed his lectures with recounting his experiences at large companies, the technical problems he encountered, and his eventual solutions. In short, listening to his lectures was like attending a storytelling session, a report on his personal experiences. While listening to these stories, the originally obscure Pascal programming language concepts were firmly etched into their minds. Wu Yue had originally planned to just accompany Da Bao and kill time; she had already taken out her phone to browse and pass the time. However, she was immediately captivated by Lü Shaohui's class. She hadn't expected this young man to have such rich experiences and such an interesting teaching style; even she, who had only come to observe, was drawn in. The morning class ended around 11:00 AM, and the afternoon class wouldn't start until 2:30 PM, leaving nearly three hours for lunch and a break. The other four students in the classroom all quickly slipped away as soon as class ended. Wu Yue saw Lü Shaohui tidying up his laptop at the podium. She pulled Da Bao over and said, "Mr. Lü, your lecture was wonderful. Do you have time at noon? We'd like to invite you and Director Ni to . Would you do us the honor?" "Director Ni probably left a long time ago. She doesn't usually come on her days off. She's probably here today specifically to introduce you," Lü Shaohui said, looking up after finishing his work on the computer. "Oh, is that so? Are you free?" Wu Yue pressed on, thinking that if she could build a good relationship with Mr. Lü, and he focused on Da Bao, Da Bao would definitely be successful in competitions , which would guarantee extra points on the college entrance exam. "Hehe, I am free, but a beautiful woman is waiting for me at home. I think she'll be angry if I don't go back to have lunch ," Lü Shaohui said, switching back to his humorous mode. Seeing his mother's polite refusal, Da Bao, fearing her disappointment, shamelessly said, "Hehe, why don't you invite your teacher's wife out for dinner? Cooking at home is too much trouble!" "Yes, yes, invite your husband too, it's a good opportunity for them to get to know each other." Wu Yue , enlightened by Da Bao's words, immediately echoed. "This... okay, then I'll ask for permission." Seeing the mother and son's enthusiasm, and considering they were Director Ni's friends, Lü Shaohui couldn't refuse any longer, so he took out his phone and contacted his wife. "She's too lazy to come out, she just wants me to get some from Lao Liang's BBQ restaurant near our apartment complex . Let's head out now." After , then picked up his laptop and led the way out. The three arrived downstairs in the parking lot in the backyard of the Education Bureau. Lü Shaohui went straight to a somewhat old Jeep EP SUV and unlocked the door with the remote key. He then had Wu Yue and her son sit in the back seat. Wu Yue was surprised that Mr. Lü, who seemed so refined, actually liked driving an SUV. He guessed he must be a wild . He wondered what his wife's personality was like; was she also the kind of carefree, unconventional woman like the car? "Mr. Lü, where is that restaurant you mentioned?" Wu Yue asked, still unsure where to eat, after getting into the car. "Do you know Wanxing Residential Area? It's a bit out of the way, in the North District, quite far from here," Lü Shaohui said. "Of course I know! It's near my house, only one stop away," Da Bao chimed in from the back seat . Lü Shaohui started the car, glancing at the rearview mirror while observing the road conditions, and asked, "Which residential area ? Is it this far too?" "Chuanqing Family Residential Area, even further than yours, but it's on my way," Da Bao replied, surprised that he lived so close to Mr. Lü. "Oh, it seems we're quite destined," Lü Shaohui said with a smile. "Mr. Lü, what does your wife work for? Is her workplace far from your home?" Wu Yue, who had always been curious about Lü Shaohui's wife, asked. "She's a teacher at the No. 1 High School in the city. It's quite far to work in the south of the city," Lü Shaohui said with a smile, his pride evident as he spoke his wife. "A teacher at the No. 1 High School? Wow, what a coincidence! I went to school at the No. 1 High School. What subject does your wife teach ? What grade are she teaching now?" Da Bao bombarded him with questions. "She teaches Chinese, and I think she's teaching the second year of high school this year?" Lü Shaohui continued proudly as he drove.

The keywords Ms. Lü mentioned—"teacher at No. 1 High School," "high school sophomore Chinese teacher," "great beauty"—were immediately
connected by Da Bao. A graceful, aloof figure instantly appeared in his mind: the ice beauty,
Ms. Liu.

"Could it be Ms. Liu?" Da Bao asked tentatively in a slightly trembling voice.

[To be continued]

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