CHAPTER 276: MOTHER AND DAUGHTER

Jiang Roulan pouted as she sat on the other side of the room, while her mother looked complicated. It didn’t help that I slept with her the night before, but Jiang Luo seemed extremely keen to see the face of his great-grandchild.

"Stop pouting, I’m sorry... it just came out."

Though she looked angry, her eyes peeped at me whenever I turned away, which meant she couldn’t be that mad at me.

Right?

"I’m not... it’s just embarrassing that you brought that kind of thing up so suddenly!"

"Well, it’s not like he uses protection." Jiang Siwan mumbled while sipping her coffee.

"Eh, mother... how did you know that?"

Instantly, Jiang Roulan’s expression changed as she looked at her mother and me; however, luckily, Jiang Siwan was quite experienced and just took out the drink I gave her last night. "Here, isn’t this what you girls always drink after sleeping with him?"

The fruit-flavoured contraceptive juices that both genders could use.

"Mother!"

"What?" Siwan tilted her head.

"W-Why do you have that!? Did you sleep with John!?"

"Ah..."

It might have been the first time I saw Jiang Siwan look stumped. Her mouth opened and closed, but she didn’t respond. That was enough for Roulan to put two and two together.

"No wonder you could barely walk earlier... Darling didn’t come home!?" Roulan’s eyes became like a hawk hunting a rat as she glared at me. "Did you have sex my mother?"

Shit.

Before I could respond, Siwan unfastened the contraceptive drink and downed it, gulping the sticky yellow carton with a grape flavour. After she finished, Jiang Siwan extended her long tongue, as if to show she swallowed and then covered her mouth as she burped. "Ah... excuse me. Lan’er... please forgive me. I did it. We had sex last night... but you have to understand, your mother is a woman too."

Doesn’t this put our contract in danger? I thought.

Jiang Roulan’s veins bulged from her forehead before she snapped towards me.

Her voice cracked through the room like a whip. "John Wang!"

Ah shit.

Roulan shouting my full name only happened when she was pissed.

I raised my hands slowly, bastard style, like a criminal caught mid-heist. "Lan’er... I can explain."

Her eyes narrowed. "Explain how you betrayed me with my mother?!"

"It sounds so much worse when you say it like that." I winced. "Look, it wasn’t betrayal... it was uh... Stress relief."

"Stress relief!?" Roulan’s voice went up an octave. She stomped her foot, then pointed at me so hard I half-expected her finger to snap. "That’s what you’re calling sleeping with my mother!"

"Technically, yes," Siwan cut in smoothly, as if she were discussing politics rather than last night’s marathon. She adjusted her shirt collar and crossed her legs with casual grace. "Your Love was exhausted and I simply... helped ease his burden."

Roulan’s jaw dropped. "Please him with those fat tits!? Your massive ass?"

"What? Would you rather he collapse under the weight of responsibility? He carries more than most men could bear."

I scratched the back of my neck, trying to make myself look as innocent as possible, but I knew not to speak out...

Roulan spun on me, fire in her eyes. "Don’t you dare agree with her, John!"

"I—uh—"

Siwan leaned forward, resting her chin in her hand, her tone teasing. "Lan’er, are you jealous of me... or jealous of him?"

Ever since we slept together, I noticed the stress and frustration that Jiang Siwan oozed vanished... as if all her worries and fears vaporised. Roulan froze. Her face went crimson so fast I thought she might explode. "T-That’s not—! I’m not—!"

Her words became tangled because of her explosive emotions, and she finally turned back to me, fists clenched, but her eyes clearer. "Do you have feelings for her, or was it just to taste a mature woman’s body, tell me John!"

I sighed, lowering my voice. "Roulan... listen. I didn’t plan this. It just happened. Your mother’s a beautiful, strong woman, and when she looked at me last night. No, since the moment I saw her, there was a fire inside me, and I wanted her no matter what it took."

"Even knowing she’s my mother?"

"Even knowing that!"

Roulan covered her ears, her entire face red. "I don’t want to hear it!"

Jiang Siwan’s eyes narrowed at her daughter’s reaction, and her laughter chimed through the room like bells. "My cute daughter, you’re not that bothered by this are you? If it bother’s you so much why don’t we share him... we have a lot of rivals right? IF we fight together... then both of us can take advantage of numbers."

"Mother!?" Roulan shrieked again, but her anger didn’t feel strong. Instead, her blushing cheeks and peeking looks made it feel more like embarrassment and shame than anger.

Meanwhile, I sat there between the firestorm of daughterly outrage and the cool, knowing smirk of a MILF who’d already tasted victory, wondering just how much trouble I’d signed myself into.

’Contract in danger?’ I thought bitterly.

No. This wasn’t just danger anymore. It was war.

***

Time passed, and Jiang Roulan’s shout still lingered in the air, sharp and fierce, but then she did something I didn’t expect.

She exhaled a long, slow breath as if calming herself down.

"Mother. John." Her voice was steady again, but it carried a weight that pressed against my shoulders harder than any blade. "We can’t keep pretending this is just a game and doesn’t affect me. You both crossed a line last night."

I swallowed, glancing between the two women. "Roulan, I—"

"Shut up!" She snapped, lifting her hand.

The same hand that caressed my face last night, while whispering how much she loved me, and wanted me inside her. "I’m not stupid or blind, John. I know who you are. And I know what kind of man you are by now. Women are drawn to you—Mu Qinglan, Yifei, Wei Wei, and now..." Her eyes flicked to her mother with a hint of bitterness. "...her."

Siwan straightened her back, sipping at her second coffee, letting Roulan’s words bounce off the walls.

Roulan stepped closer, her arms folded tightly beneath her chest. "I should be furious. I am furious. But more than that, I need order. If this is going to happen—if you two intend to... continue—then it will not be done behind my back."

She glared at me, holding my gaze. "Do you understand me John? No more secrets, no more slipping away in the night to fuck my mother!"

I nodded once, my throat dry. "I understand."

Roulan turned to her mother, her jaw tight. "And you. I can’t stop you. You’re a woman, not just my mother. But if you’re going to sleep with him, then it will be under rules we all agree to."

Finally, Siwan spoke, her voice soft, almost amused. "Rules, Lan’er?"

"Yes." Roulan’s tone sharpened like a blade. "From now on, there’s no more sneaking. If we’re with him, we’re with him together. Same time, same place. I refuse to let you hog him when there are plenty of other women lusting after him... Liang Mei... Zhou Xue... I can’t afford more rivals!"

The room became quiet, with only the sound of breathing.

My heart hammered in my chest because the mental image Roulan had just laid out was far more dangerous than her scolding.

I shouldn’t nod or seem happy here.

Siwan’s lips curved slowly into a smile. "My, my. So strict. But... fair." She reached out, brushing her daughter’s arm lightly. "You’ve grown into quite the woman, Lan’er. I can accept your terms."

Roulan didn’t smile back, though I caught the faintest tremor in her lip. "Good. Then that’s settled."

She finally looked at me again, her gaze hard but not hateful. "John. You’ll respect this. If you don’t, then... whatever we had... ends here."

It wasn’t a time for quirky remarks or sarcasm.

I stood off the sofa and stepped closer to Roulan. She pushed my chest at first, before I hugged her, cradling her head against my chest. There were no excuses. I was an asshole, but loved women and refused to stop.

But maybe the number needed a limit.

The last thing I wanted was to make Roulan and the others cry like this.

"Whatever makes you happy, and able to accept things. I will respect it and follow your rules, Roulan."

Roulan leaned against me, her weight increasing as she remained quiet for a few moments, then finally she exhaled and looked up at me with the tension in her shoulders loosened.

"...Good, don’t break my trust."

Her hands gripped my cheeks as she stood on her heels and kissed me.

The softness of her lips wrapped around mine, before her tongue aggressively pushed inside, the soft, sweet taste with a hint of coffee sloshing around my mouth as she clung to my chest.

While our tongues coiled and flicked against each other, Jiang Siwan watched us with calm eyes. She glanced at me and mouthed, "Good job," But the eyes looking at Roulan were affectionate and filled with guilt.

Jiang Roulan kissed me for the longest time... until we could barely breathe, and the moment we pulled back, she bit my tongue hard enough to draw blood.

"Hmph... bastard, dare to sleep with mother and daughter. Prepare yourself! Let’s go mom!"

She took Siwan’s hand as the two women pranced out of the room, both looking back at me with seductive and playful smiles... almost as if they both planned this.