[The Queen Returns: The Sequel to My Brother-in-Law's Glory] (Part 3, Chapter 27)

Chapter 27
Good heavens, I can actually control myself.
"No matter how many women Zhonghan has now, it's unlikely he'll have more in the future. Auntie told me that if
I find out Zhonghan has another woman, I can report it to her anytime, and she'll beat him up." Zhang Yanyan
finished putting on her stockings and was checking for any runs or rips. I never imagined that seeing
a woman wearing stockings would be so alluring.
"Hmph, you want him to get beaten up?"
Dai Xinni glared at Zhang Yanyan.
"This…"
Zhang Yanyan was embarrassed, pursing her lips and chuckling. Dai Xinni, annoyed, tossed her slightly curly long hair and complained, "I
told you your method didn't seem to work; Zhonghan didn't react at all."
Hmm? She mentioned me; I quickly pricked up my ears to listen.
Zhang Yanyan approached Dai Xinni with a grin, lowering her voice, "It's not that it won't work. I've heard many women say that
this method is very effective. After practicing it, their men are all completely submissive, and almost none of them have affairs
. Sister Xinni, you've only practiced for ten days or half a month, so don't rush it. I've analyzed it, and there are a few main aspects. First
, Zhonghan's thing is too big. Once it's inside, you're completely stunned, your whole body goes limp,
and all your methods and ideas are thrown to the winds."
"Hmm."
Dai Xinni thought about it and felt that Zhang Yanyan's words made sense. She suddenly blushed, burst out laughing, and looked
extremely beautiful.
Zhang Yanyan continued, "Secondly, it's because we haven't practiced enough. That witch said to put your fingers
inside; if you can feel suction, then you've succeeded."
Dai Xinni nodded, and Zhang Yanyan continued, "Thirdly, Zhonghan always holds back. Men deliberately hold back,
and there's nothing you can do about it. I think from now on, it should only be the two of us doing this with Zhonghan. If there are many people,
he'll just pretend and deliberately hold back from ejaculating."
Dai Xinni rolled her eyes at Zhang Yanyan: "I've made it clear, Zhonghan is my husband." "He's my first
and only man. You, Zhang Yanyan, are a latecomer, so please remember to keep things in order."
Zhang Yanyan feigned a pitiful look: "Sister Xinni, don't worry, I never thought about surpassing you.
Zhonghan is so strong, once a week is enough for me."
Dai Xinni immediately covered her mouth and giggled: "I'm not that hypocritical. I want it at least three times a week, especially
on weekends, when I'm relaxed and really want to do 'that'."
Zhang Yanyan stepped forward, hugged Dai Xinni, and asked: "Actually, Zhonghan is a lecherous man, and easy to seduce. I really don't
know why Sister Xinni doesn't take the initiative."
Dai Xinni snorted, "What do you know? Men are cheap. The more proactive you are, the cheaper they think you are. I
'll just ignore him."
Zhang Yanyan teased, "Then you won't be able to meet your weekly quota."
Dai Xinni blushed, then suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "Don't we have those vibrating dildos?"
Zhang Yanyan looked bored, "Then you can use the vibrating dildo, and I'll use Zhonghan's human penis. If you don't take the initiative, I will
."
Upon hearing this, Dai Xinni... Enraged, she jumped up and chased after Zhang Yanyan, yelling, "Don't run! I'll teach you a lesson!
You're messing with me, aren't you? I'll teach you a lesson!"
Seeing no escape, Zhang Yanyan could only plead pitifully, "Teach me a lesson! Let's see how you deal with those sluts
. Xiao Jun alone is enough for you to handle."
Dai Xinni retorted angrily, "I'm not worried about Xiao Jun. Anyway, her coming with Zhong Han was exactly what we expected.
Chu Hui has the best family background, but I get along well with her. As for Ge Lingling and the others from the secretariat, they're not a threat. My
only worry is Tang Yilin." "
Why?"
Zhang Yanyan asked, quite surprised.
Dai Xinni said coldly, "She used the guise of being Aunt Fang's goddaughter to hook up with Zhonghan. Aunt Fang couldn't possibly not
know, but she pretended not to. That's impressive enough. What does that show? It shows that Tang Yilin is very
popular with Aunt Fang. More importantly, among Zhonghan's other women, Qiu Yanwan is quite a character. Those
two sisters speak in a pretentious, affected manner, it's disgusting. But Zhonghan likes that kind of talk. Last time, Zhonghan
made 700 million, and before he could even keep it in his pocket, he transferred it to them."
"Ah?"
Zhang Yanyan exclaimed in surprise, her already large eyes widening like cowbells.
Dai Xinni grew increasingly angry as she spoke: "Tang Yilin is perfectly positioned between us and Qiu Yanwan; she can easily
play both sides."
Zhang Yanyan said blankly, "After your analysis, I understand."
Dai Xinni sneered, "You still don't understand? Let me tell you something strange. The company received a
package addressed to Zhonghan. That day, I became suspicious and secretly opened it. Guess what it was?"
Hearing this, I couldn't help but curse inwardly: Dai Xinni, you bastard!
How could you open a package mailed to me without my permission? But it's strange, I didn't even notice the package had been opened. It seems Dai Xinni
has been doing this for a while now. I must be extra careful in the future.
Zhang Yanyan asked urgently, "What's inside?"
Dai Xinni huffed, "It's a wedding dress catalog, from a very famous French bridal shop."
Zhang Yanyan pondered for a moment, then asked, "Could it be that Zhonghan is planning to order a wedding dress for you?"
Dai Xinni was furious: "Absolutely not for me, because I like Italian style wedding dresses."
Zhang Yanyan twirled her fingers, her face burning with jealousy: "Then who is it for?"
Dai Xinni coldly replied, "A simple analysis of the women at Zhonghan will tell you who the wedding dress is for."
Zhang Yanyan, with her large breasts and sharp mind, immediately followed Dai Xinni's words... After a thorough investigation: "Xiao Jun is too young
, definitely not. Neither you nor I are either. Ge Lingling has been married, so she definitely won't wear a wedding dress again. Chu Hui is a possibility, but
Chu Hui's skin tone isn't suitable for a wedding dress. The two Qiu sisters you mentioned have also been married, so they're ruled out too. As
for Luo Tong and He Tingting, those are even less likely. Hmm, that leaves Tang Yilin and Zhuang Meiqi."
Dai Xinni teased, "Aren't you a little dim-witted? If only Tang Yilin and Zhuang Meiqi are left, then I can be
100% certain it's Tang Yilin. Because Meiqi is easygoing and carefree, she doesn't have these qualms. She loves Zhonghan so much..."
"Damn it, she almost turned against me for Zhonghan. If she could marry Zhonghan, I bet Zhuang Meiqi
would be willing to marry him if she had a slightly festive dress."
"Hehe."
Zhang Yanyan covered her mouth and giggled.
Dai Xinni's eyes turned cold: "Tang Yilin is different. She has extremely high standards and comes from a humble background, but she always acts
superior. Last time I mocked her a few times, she took her resentment out on Zhonghan. Plus, with
so many advantageous connections, Zhonghan can only coax her and treat her like a treasure. Don't think I don't know that
Tang Yilin lives in the Yuanjing Garden community. She's really in a good position."
Zhang Yanyan, who had just been ridiculed, seized the opportunity for revenge: "Wow, Sister Xinni, if you don't become a paparazzi,
it's a huge loss to the gossip news industry."
Dai Xinni didn't give her any face and immediately pounced on her and started fighting: "Yanyan, I'm not getting any reward for my good intentions, am I?
I'll twist you to death..."
Just as things were in chaos, there was a sudden "click" at the door.
The door opened, and my aunt, dressed in sportswear and with her hair tied in a ponytail, strode in briskly. Seeing me, she also saw
Dai Xinni and Zhang Yanyan playfully fighting. My corner, directly facing the door, offered no hiding place; I was now completely under
my aunt's watchful eye. I could only step out from the corner and greet her calmly, "Mom, you're up at
the crack of dawn! Remember to call me next time."
My aunt glanced at me, a smile playing on her lips, "You said it yourself, starting tomorrow, you'll be up at the crack of dawn too."
I already had a plan; I just smiled and remained silent. Meanwhile, Dai Xinni and Zhang Yanyan exchanged bewildered glances, realizing
I had overheard their conversation. Their faces paled instantly. Luckily, my aunt was there, and the furious Dai Xinni could only manage
a cute smile, "Auntie, you're back! We're going to work."
"Go ahead, come visit me often when you have time,"
my aunt said with a loving expression, seemingly increasingly approving of Dai Xinni as her first choice for daughter-in-law.
"Yes, definitely."
After saying that, Dai Xinni smiled and offered me a ride, "Zhonghan, let's go together."
I'm not stupid; if I went with Dai Xinni now, I'd definitely be subjected to some kind of interrogation. So, I politely
declined, "No, no, no, you guys go to the company first. I'll chat with Mom."
"Well... we'll be going now, goodbye Auntie."
Dai Xinni glared at me fiercely, but smiled and said goodbye to her aunt.
"Goodbye."
Her aunt's phoenix eyes slightly upturned.
"Zhonghan, come here for a second."
Dai Xinni beckoned me to her side and whispered, "You're dead meat."
I deliberately laughed loudly, "I'll definitely go home tonight. From now on, you and Yan Yan can come every day. That way, you can
keep my mom company, and I can have the advantage of being close to her."
Dai Xinni was extremely embarrassed, knowing that I had deliberately changed the subject. She was gritting her teeth in anger, but with her aunt present, Dai Xinni dared not lose her temper
. She could only force a smile, nod in agreement, and say goodbye to her aunt one after the other with Zhang Yan Yan.
As I closed the door and turned around, her aunt smiled sweetly, "Hmph, rare indeed."
Since ancient times, mothers have been jealous of their daughters-in-law taking away their sons, and even more jealous of their daughters-in-law taking away their sons' love. My gentle refusal of
Dai Xinni had pleased her aunt greatly. This was more effective than a hundred sweet words to coax her. Seeing the
beauty on her aunt's face, my heart raced.
"Filial piety comes first in life. Wives and lovers are all outsiders, only mother is family. Without mother, where
would I be?"
I looked at my aunt with deep affection, every word sincere and heartfelt.
My aunt rubbed her hands shyly, infinitely bashful: "I'll make braised fish tonight."
I said softly, "I just want to hug Mom."
My aunt reacted keenly to my sudden change. Although she was shy, my sudden return home aroused
her suspicion. She calmed her fluctuating breathing and looked at me slyly: "What good news is there?"
In that instant, she seemed to be a perfect replica of Xiao Jun, so much like Xiao Jun.
"Come on, Mom, sit down, I'll tell you."
I excitedly grabbed my aunt's hand and pulled her to the sofa. Then I
recounted the whole story of trading futures last night. My aunt listened with surprise and rapid breathing. Finally, she stared at me and asked, "
How much exactly did you earn?"
I thought quickly for a moment and came to a conclusion: "After deducting the 2.5 billion given to Liu Siming and the 250 million given to Sun Jiaqi
, I probably earned 2.2 billion. After paying back 300 million to Secretary Qiao, I have at least 1.9 billion in my account."
My aunt already had a rough idea, but after I gave her the specific amount, her expression changed slightly, still somewhat doubtful.
It took her a while to recover: "Give that much to Sun Jiaqi?"
I smiled: "It was a bit much, but I promised him, so I had to keep my promise."
My aunt's phoenix eyes lit up, and she nodded with a smile: "Hmm, you did the right thing. Goodness, after being cooped up for a few days, you've managed to pull off such
a big mess."
"It's all thanks to Mom."
I held my aunt's hand in my palm and was surprised to find that her nails were all neatly trimmed and of uniform length,
clearly professionally manicured. With the addition of glossy nail polish, her pointed fingers were breathtakingly beautiful
. Was this really my aunt? Her aesthetic sense had changed, drastically. Perhaps it was a woman's innate yearning for beauty
; even a meticulous woman could succumb to the tide.
"Thanks to me?"
My aunt looked at me suspiciously. My affectionate caress made her tremble. Even though she was truly my biological
mother, we were alone together, and I couldn't resist the burgeoning urge.
"Have you forgotten? Last night at the secretary's desk, you made love to me."
I gently reminded her, paying attention to every subtle change in her expression. To conquer my aunt, I needed to completely understand
her.
"You're just talking nonsense,"
my aunt scolded, trying to pull her hand away.
In a deep baritone voice, I replied affectionately, "You know my heart perfectly well."
My aunt wanted to laugh but didn't. She sighed, pulled one hand from mine, and pressed it to her temple:
"I'm dizzy. You made me dizzy."
"Mom."
I moved closer, almost touching my aunt. A faint, pleasant fragrance wafted from her nose. I sniffed it, and
my aunt looked at me strangely, asking, "What are you sniffing? Do you think it smells bad?"
I shook my head vigorously and pulled her into my arms. "It's a fragrance, a very nice fragrance. I've never smelled anything like it before.
What brand of perfume is it? I'll buy a bottle and keep it so I can smell it whenever I want."
My aunt's beautiful face flushed instantly, and she glared at me with her large, watery eyes, saying, "You're pressing against me!" I looked down, inwardly
cursing myself for being so lecherous; my lower body was pressed right against my aunt's lower abdomen. I quickly started drooling. I tried to explain that it wasn't intentional, and seeing that
my aunt wasn't angry, I thought, since I'd already hit her, I might as well keep going. After only two thrusts, my aunt quickly reached
out and gently pinched my ear, scolding, "I'm your mother."
I continued my lewd act, grinning, "I only know you're a very beautiful and fragrant woman, named
Lin Xiangjun."
My aunt's eyes suddenly narrowed, and she chuckled, "You really can smell the fragrance."
I tightened my grip, holding my aunt's voluptuous body even closer, my mouth pressed against her cheek, inhaling wildly.
"Not only could I smell it, but it was very strong. As I reached for my aunt's chest, I unzipped her tracksuit. With a hiss
, her chest was suddenly exposed, revealing a very sexy lace bra. My aunt quickly covered herself with her hands.
I gazed at her intently for a moment, then pulled away her cover. She watched as my hand climbed onto her
breasts. The bra was thin; without lifting it, I could clearly feel the volume of her breasts.
My aunt was so alluring it was almost dripping with moisture: 'The perfume I wear is called "Junxiang." It's homemade and not sold outside the family. Others
can't smell it; only family can. The fact that you can smell it is proof enough that you're family to me. Xiaojun can
smell it too, but she has to be very close to smell it. You can smell it immediately; you're quite something.'" "
Why can't I smell it normally?"
I lowered my head and brought my nose close to my aunt's neck, cheeks, and shoulders, sniffing wildly. My aunt flinched and dodged,
but the fragrance grew stronger. My aunt said coquettishly, "Mom only smells this way when she sweats."
I was overjoyed. Wasn't this the real Fragrant Lady? I was extremely impulsive. I let go of my aunt and sniffed everywhere,
frantically searching for the source of the fragrance. My aunt scolded and pushed me away, but in the end, I still took off her sportswear, leaving
her only in a lace bra and panties. I stared at my aunt, holding the white cotton socks I had taken off her feet,
and sniffed them lightly. Sure enough, the fragrance was overwhelming. My aunt was embarrassed and lunged at me to snatch them away: "What's so fragrant about socks?
They're covered in sweat and dust. Aren't you disgusted?"
"I want to smell wherever Mom sweats. What's disgusting about smelling Mom's 'Fragrance'? I just don't know
where Mom sweats the most." I
put down my socks and hugged my plump aunt again. The feeling was strikingly
similar to hugging Cindy and Xiao Jun. I didn't feel like my aunt was my mother at all; I only felt like she was my woman, my lover, my sweetheart. My
aunt brushed her hair back from her forehead, her charm radiating, her phoenix eyes full of affection, and her luscious lips uttered
words that could melt anything: "You want to smell it? Then smell it. Where it smells the best, that's where you sweat the most
. Don't you understand such a simple principle?"
It was truly an eye-opener, a wake-up call. Suddenly, I felt weak all over. When had I ever heard such
soft words that could kill without paying the price? My aunt was incredibly beautiful, and she giggled sweetly. My heart was pounding, my body slid down, and I knelt
at my aunt's feet. I lifted one of her jade feet, which was dotted with rouge, and gently smelled it. The rouge was dazzling, but it couldn't
compare to my aunt's jade feet. I wasn't obsessed with jade feet, but my women were all... There are countless beautiful feet that captivate me.
The beauty of Xiao Xiangjun's feet is unparalleled, but I never imagined that Da Xiangjun's feet could rival them all. At over forty years old, she
has traveled extensively, and one would expect her feet to be covered in calluses and rough skin. Yet, my aunt's feet
are like those of Dai Xinni and Tang Yilin. While not as delicate and graceful as Xiao Xiangjun's, her toes are tightly spaced, her instep is smooth, her soles
are deep, and her heels are free of calluses. Even more remarkable is that all her toes, with the big toe being the longest, are arranged
in perfect proportion from high to low, neat and beautiful. Combined with the barely noticeable periosteum, her feet blend seamlessly
with her full, long legs, exuding a natural elegance that is both grand and delicate, sexy without being greasy. I sighed softly, marveling that I
had only just discovered the true beauty of this woman. After over twenty years of knowing her, I hadn't appreciated her at all. It was either
a cruel joke of fate or a terrible waste of her. I extended my tongue, gently curling it between her toes.
"Wow, what are you doing? I'm sure it's not my feet that sweat the most!"
My aunt's face paled. While she didn't react as strongly as Xiao Jun, she was still trembling violently. I knew my aunt
's skill; getting rid of me would be a piece of cake. Fortunately, she only trembled. I continued to hold
her delicate foot in my mouth, slowly releasing it, applying a glossy layer to her rouge-like toenails. Although women can
adorn their toenails in many ways, I felt that my aunt's use of rouge was the only option. Even "delicate and luscious
" couldn't describe her beauty. I was intoxicated, sucking intently and licking gently, practically
washing my aunt's feet several times.
My aunt covered her face with her hands, sometimes frowning, sometimes slightly closing her phoenix eyes. She let me tease her delicate feet, which was
quite different from Xiao Jun's behavior. But I was sure my aunt was enjoying it; otherwise, given her passionate and impulsive nature, she would never
have endured such torment to accommodate me. I chuckled inwardly. If it weren't for the limited amount of saliva, and if there weren't other
things that attracted me more, I certainly wouldn't have let the other foot go.
"Not much sweat here, the fragrance is a little less."
I held my aunt's foot and carried it upwards, past the ankle to her calf. Her smooth and shiny calf deserved full
marks. I thought to myself, this journey of seeking fragrance was also a journey of seeking flaws. Did my aunt, who was so perfect, have any flaws
? Was there anything that would make me lose my appetite?
I can only say that, so far, I haven't found a single flaw or defect.
Okay, I admit I'm biased. I admit I'm judging a beloved woman with strong emotions
. This evaluation will be somewhat biased, but that's not important. What's important is that I continue to add points for my aunt.
Soon, I got my reward. My aunt shook herself for a while, and a few drops of fragrant sweat appeared on her plump, round thighs.
I leaned in and took a closer sniff. The unique fragrance penetrated my heart and soul: "Hmm, the fragrance on your thighs is a bit strong. You must
sweat the most here."
"What an idiot! Of course, the body sweats the most, there's no reason why the legs should sweat more."
My aunt covered her face with her hands, so I couldn't see her expression, but her beautiful phoenix eyes were watery.
I had long admired my aunt, and her words were always true. Without much thought, I nodded happily. Just as I was about to
get up from the ground, suddenly, I smelled a rich, unique fragrance. This unique body scent suddenly became strong, like a perfume
bottle breaking. I was stunned for a moment, then bent down again to find the scent. As I went up, the fragrance became even more pungent. I suddenly looked up
at my aunt, only to see that she had covered her eyes. I suddenly realized that the
source of the fragrance was her vulva. Seeing that her plan to lure me away had failed, my aunt could only cover her face with her hands to hide her infinite shyness.
My blood boiled, and I scrambled to my feet, lunging at my aunt. I pried her hands apart, frantically searching for
her luscious red lips. The cherry-like petals were fragrant and soft; I wanted to bite them hard, but I was careful not to hurt them, so
I bit very gently.
My aunt moaned softly, her fragrant breath brushing against my cheeks. She quietly reached out and unbuckled my belt
. Good heavens, of all the women I knew, none had ever willingly unbuckled my belt. Only my aunt. She was
so different, so unique—both conservative and wild, both reserved and proactive. She would kill for me,
she would stop at nothing to achieve her goals. Knowing the risks of futures trading, she still encouraged me to take the plunge. She
was an ambitious, driven woman. Her
ambition and desire were evident in the 300 million loan she took out in her own name. And her desires went far beyond that. To compensate for the loss of Li Jingtao's love, to possess my
affections, she would unhesitatingly throw her moral compass to the wind. The moment she grabbed my penis, I knew how much my aunt
craved my penetration.
I didn't disappoint my aunt. My thick, large glans, with its menacing force, forced open the glistening opening of her vagina, slowly
advancing until it was fully inside. My aunt stared at me, feeling a sense of fulfillment. Her eyes told me: it felt so good
. I believed I was born to satisfy my aunt; it was fate.
My aunt gently stroked my back, her open legs quietly closing, welcoming my large penis:
"Oh, Zhonghan, you like Mom, don't you?"
I shook my head, my breath heavy, my fingertips warm and smooth as I fondled her two high, full breasts: "I also
like Lin Xiangjun. She's beautiful, seductive, with big breasts and a tight vagina. Oh, and her vagina even smells
sweet."
"Jingtao also loves to say vulgar things..."
My aunt's words were sweet, but they struck me like a heavy blow. My anger flared instantly, and I thrust fiercely, my large penis making
a tremendous impact. "Don't mention his name. I am me, I am Li Zhonghan. I am not anyone's shadow, nor anyone's
substitute."
My aunt became anxious, her delicate hands waving and slapping my arms and chest repeatedly. "What are you yelling about? I just
wanted to express that I'm willing to listen to you use vulgar language. And you dare to yell at me? I'll hit you, I'll beat you to death
, you petty man! He's not just any man, he's your father..."
I laughed, my anger subsided, and when my aunt stopped hitting me, I grabbed her legs and lifted them high. "Have you hit me enough?
It's my turn to hit you."
The force of my thrusts was even greater, and my desire was unprecedented. I had never used this position before,
because I didn't bother with complicated positions with other women. My aunt was my only opponent, and I would use every means
to conquer her.
"Oh, oh, you're getting revenge on your mother, aren't you?"
My aunt shook her full breasts violently, ashamed that I was forcefully penetrating her with her legs raised. Her swollen
vulva seemed to be undergoing an unprecedented ordeal.
"You're not my mother, you're Lin Xiangjun."
I thrust wildly a dozen times, then changed positions, turning my aunt's body to the side, bending and closing her legs. This position
was even more lewd, like defiling a sleeping woman.

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