Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Unbeknownst to her, Yu Wuxia's mindset had shifted. She no longer sounded like a teacher but more like a scorned wife catching her husband in an affair.

"Ye Fei, what should we do?" Lin Ling, having just come down from her peak, was worried when she heard Yu Wuxia wanted to talk to Ye Fei. Xiao Fei wore a similar expression.

Only Ye Yunqi seemed unbothered, laughing carelessly. "Don't worry. I think Teacher Yu is walking right into a trap. By tonight, she might be calling you both 'sis' (older sister)."

The two girls paused, then laughed along. With Yu Wuxia's stunning beauty and charm, there was no way Ye Fei would let her go. In their hearts, they believed Ye Fei could achieve anything he set his mind to. As for whether he'd add another woman to his life, they didn't mind. Lin Ling, after Ye Yunqi's guidance, had come to terms with the fact that Ye Fei could never belong to just one person. Her only wish was to hold a place in his heart, and that was enough for her. Xiao Fei, as Ye Fei's self-proclaimed "slave," had even fewer demands. She had never expected Ye Fei to treat her so tenderly and certainly wouldn't ask for more.

"Ye Fei, got a minute? Someone wants to see you!" A sharp, irritated voice interrupted their laughter. It was Song Ci, who had disappeared for the entire class.

Song Ci had already informed her brother about Ye Fei's return. She came back to fetch him, only to find Xiao Fei—who had been gloomy for days—now radiant and satisfied. Though only sixteen or seventeen, Song Ci's theoretical knowledge far surpassed Ye Fei's. She immediately understood what had happened. The thought of her best friend and brother's crush engaging in such acts in class left her furious.

"Your brother wants to see me, right?" Ye Fei glanced at Song Ci with a faint smile. "Time is like, well, you know. You can always squeeze some out. Oh, sorry, I forgot that rule doesn't apply to you."

"You…" Song Ci, stung by Ye Fei's jab at her insecurities, snapped, "You're not scared, are you? What kind of man are you?"

"Whether I'm a man or not, Xiao Fei knows best. Of course, if you want to find out for yourself, I wouldn't mind. We can do it from behind so I don't have to look at something that kills the mood." When it came to verbal sparring, Song Ci was no match for Ye Fei.

True to form, Song Ci was fuming, though not because of Ye Fei's teasing. It was the repeated mention of her biggest insecurity that got to her.

"We'll be waiting on the field. Don't be a coward!" Song Ci spat out the words and stormed off before Ye Fei could respond. She couldn't stand being around this infuriating man any longer.

"Is this some kind of duel?" Ye Fei muttered. "Kids these days, are so caught up in love and drama. Chasing someone from Beijing to Wanghai? What are they thinking?"

The girls couldn't help but laugh. Ye Fei, who was likely younger than Song Ci, had a harem of women yet had the nerve to criticize others. But then again, Ye Fei was in a league of his own. While his peers still relied on their parents, he was already supporting his entire family.

Despite his mockery, Ye Fei headed to the field with the girls. From a distance, they saw Song Ci standing with a tall, slender boy—presumably her brother, Song Renzong. Ye Fei couldn't help but scoff at the name. Song Renzong? Was his surname Song or Zhao? Was he swapped at birth like some royal drama?

As they approached, Song Renzong's eyes briefly flashed with pain when he saw Xiao Fei clinging to Ye Fei's arm. But the look vanished quickly, replaced by a warm smile. "Xiao Fei, you're here."

"哥, I didn't bring you here to chat!" Song Ci scolded. "This guy stole Xiao Fei. Aren't you going to teach him a lesson?"

Ye Fei noticed right away that Song Renzong had some martial arts skills, even with internal energy. Yet, he showed no intention of fighting. Instead, his gaze was more curious than hostile, which intrigued Ye Fei.

After a moment of scrutiny, Song Renzong smiled and extended his hand. "Sorry, my sister can be impulsive. I know Xiao Fei well, and when I heard she'd found someone, I knew I'd lost my chance. I just wanted to meet the man who won her heart. I hope you'll make her happy."

"I will," Ye Fei replied with a smile, shaking Song Renzong's hand. He was surprised by the sincerity in the other man's words. Though there was a hint of pain in his eyes, the dominant emotion was genuine goodwill.

So, there's another decent man in this world besides me! Ye Fei thought smugly, already deciding he wanted to befriend this seemingly gentle young man.

As it turned out, Ye Fei's judgment was spot on. With Ye Fei's support, Song Renzong rose rapidly in his political career, reaching the core leadership by his late thirties. He was known for his integrity and dedication to the people, living up to his name. The only regret was that he never married or had children, perhaps due to his lingering feelings for Xiao Fei or other reasons. But that's a story for another time.

Trusting Ye Fei's promise, Song Renzong exchanged a few more words before leaving. Though still a high school senior, he was already working in a government department—a perk of coming from a prominent family, though Ye Fei didn't know that yet.

Song Renzong left, but Song Ci stayed behind, glaring at Ye Fei. With her brother stepping aside, she no longer pushed for Xiao Fei to be with him. But Ye Fei's repeated jabs at her insecurities had only deepened her resentment.

Ye Fei chuckled inwardly, ready to tease the fiery little girl a bit more, but his phone suddenly rang. Pulling it out, he saw it was his aunt, Liu Fengyi, calling.