Chapter 192
Chapter 192
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 192
Chapter Title: Thank You So Much (1)
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After resting a day at the Go Escort Agency, I boarded a carriage with my mother and headed for Sichuan.
For appearances' sake, we were staying at the clinic, so we went only that far before planning to sneak over to the safe house at night.
Meanwhile, riding in the carriage, I was racking my brain over the letter from the Namgung Family.
I'd thought that once I brought my mother here, she'd stay put for the time being, but no—she was headed to the Namgung Family now.
Since we'd already received the invitation, it might be fine to bring Eon So-young along this time, but with the baby not even a year old yet... was it okay to drag her all the way from Anhui to Sichuan?
'Why did they invite us in the first place?'
My relationship with Namgung Hye had been decent enough originally, but ever since our affair with Eon So-young came to light, we'd basically been strong-armed into cooperating.
The letter was written in an exceedingly polite tone, so there was no mistaking the reason.
"Don't want to go, by any chance?"
"No, it's not that..."
I gently stroked my mother's belly. About the same size as Peng Yeon-hwa's. Just over a month's difference, so yeah, similar proportions.
You could clearly tell there was a baby in there, but it was still plenty spacious enough for a cock to slide in and out freely. Not that I'd tried.
Seeing me fiddling with her belly, my mother let out a soft chuckle, as if she'd instantly read my mind.
"Not right now. The coachman's riding with us."
"Not now, obviously..."
I'd just been planning to get my fix with some long-overdue belly sex, and now that was going up in smoke. That was all.
Let's think positive. Time to meet our firstborn—gender still a mystery—and bring Eon So-young back too.
If I hustled, I could make it back before the birth.
"More importantly, tell me about the trip. You couldn't yesterday with your father around, right?"
"...Sure. So, the Demonic Cult's situation right now is..."
Talking to my mother made me twice as nervous as spilling to Peng Yeon-hwa or Tang Hye-won.
For one, unlike those two who'd met the Demonic Cult milfs in person, I had to straight-up confess to her that I'd added yet another woman to the roster.
And while chats with Peng Yeon-hwa had focused on how the Demonic Cult wouldn't cause any disturbances, with my mother, the main point was that we were joining hands with them.
"Logistics business... You've come up with something clever. A convenient line like that could definitely carve out a niche. But what about folks too strapped to cover delivery fees? Got any plans for them?"
"I was going to roll it out gradually and add that later—limit the product range, restrict purchases to certain periods, but sell below market price."
My mother quickly grasped the upsides of the logistics venture and pointed out potential flaws and fixes.
But there was one thing I hadn't considered...
"Once this logistics thing takes off, it'll naturally hit escort agencies hard, won't it?"
I'd completely failed to factor in the Go Escort Agency.
What an idiot... What a thick-headed moron...
Everything I was going to tell the Demonic Cult, I already had. They were tweaking detailed execution plans, allocating budgets and manpower right now.
I was just the idea guy at this point—way too late to pull the plug.
"Even if you overlooked it, don't fret too much. It's not starting tomorrow, so there's time to prepare countermeasures..."
"Still, it's not like having zero roadblocks."
"It would've been if you hadn't said a word... Anyway, leave that issue to your mother."
My mother said it casually enough, but I couldn't tell if she truly wasn't bothered or was just acting that way.
Our conversation wrapped up amid my tangled thoughts, and soon the carriage rolled into Sichuan.
If the dream of young male martial artists was to become one of the Nine Dragons, then young women of the jianghu dreamed of becoming one of the Three Phoenixes.
Unlike the Nine Dragons, with their clear selection criteria in the Nine Dragons Contest, the Three Phoenixes were chosen purely by public acclaim—making it highly subjective.
That meant bad blood between them didn't help their image at all, and Neung Hui-yeon's current predicament tied into that.
"Mother, marriage is just a ceremony where a man and woman declare their mutual subservience. No reason for us to bless their future. It's not some joyous occasion."
Mae So-hyang rubbed her throbbing forehead.
The people had given her daughter the moniker "Secret Phoenix" for her mysterious allure, and who could blame them?
With the stunning beauty she'd inherited from her handsome father, even senior brothers lost their composure around her. That's why she hardly ever left the house.
"I'm not saying you have to attend every wedding out there. But it's Namgung Hye getting married. One of the Three Phoenixes, same as you."
"Why rush into it so fast? She's still young enough..."
It was reasonable to question a fresh young lady, barely titled among the Three Phoenixes, rushing off to wed.
But let your guard down, and she'd latch onto whatever tangent suited her. Best not to engage.
In the end, after dodging every which way, Neung Hui-yeon had no choice but to agree to go with the relentlessly clinging Mae So-hyang. Now she pondered how to effectively fend off the pesky flies buzzing around her.
Meanwhile, Mae So-hyang was utterly drained in her own way.
Her mind was already a mess worrying about her son, and now her daughter was giving her petty headaches on top. Exhausting.
'That bastard was telling the truth...'
The magic pill her son Neung Pung-yeon had supposedly swallowed—its effects were finally kicking in.
She'd checked through a fellow disciple in seclusion, one especially close to her master Geom-jeol. Faint demonic qi was emanating from her son's body.
And over the past few months, his internal energy cultivation had stagnated.
She'd urgently reached out to that guy, but he wasn't at the Tang Family.
Might he be at the Go Escort Agency? She inquired there too, but Go Cheon—knowing her ties to Zhuge Mi-ryeong—reported Kang Yun's absence and buried the lead about any updates.
With no clue where to even start searching, the mental strain on Mae So-hyang was no joke.
And whenever she finally got in touch with that bastard, he'd no doubt demand she do those filthy things again...
"Madam? What're you thinking so deeply about?"
"H-Husband..."
Mae So-hyang belatedly noticed her husband Neung Yu-hwan, drenched in sweat from training, and her breath caught.
She shoved the memory of being forcibly taken by another man from her mind and opened her pretty lips with a smile, as if nothing was amiss.
"I was thinking of heading to the Namgung Family with Hui-yeon. She's finally made up her mind to go."
"Is that so? She was dragging her feet forever. What age is she to act so immature... You've got it rough, madam."
Her husband, once a famed heartthrob in the jianghu, still exuded a mature allure despite the years.
The man she'd harbored feelings for since youth was leagues beyond that sleazy pervert in every way.
But that filthy pervert kept creeping back into her thoughts unbidden.
Night after night of her perfectly honed body ignored, not even a brush of skin, and inevitably, memories resurfaced of that wild night when the beast had ravaged her mindlessly.
But she would resist.
Even if that man someday brought a clean fix for her son's issue and demanded her body again.
No matter how overwhelming the pleasure he poured into her.
Her lifetime of love for her husband would never yield.
"Husband..."
"What is it, madam?"
Neung Yu-hwan paused as he turned to leave. Meeting those starlit eyes, Mae So-hyang spoke clearly, word by word.
"I love you."
"...What's this all of a sudden?"
"I-I don't know either. Just... felt like saying it..."
"Hmph, umph! Sentimental in your old age. Lots to prepare for the Namgung Family—best get moving."
She watched her husband walk away without saying it back, then turned herself.
No big deal. Just her being silly.
Truly nothing.
After a quick checkup at Ju Yak-seon's clinic confirming she was perfectly healthy, my mother sent the coachman back and finally came to the safe house.
"If it weren't for me, Ling could have stayed at the clinic too..."
"What's wrong with that, sister? Your fault?"
My mother shot me a sideways glance with a pout, and I had no choice but to raise both hands.
Yeah, my fault. All my fault for knocking up a married woman.
After a brief, warm reunion, with the three women before me, I had to open my annoyingly glued-shut mouth again.
"The Namgung Family... again?"
"Just a quick trip... Now that So-young's given birth, I can bring her back."
The one reason a pregnant woman can't travel? Her massive mountain of a belly—if anyone caught sight, game over.
Post-birth, easy enough with some companions to escort her and the baby.
"Always on the move..."
Peng Yeon-hwa's gripe felt unfair to me. They were the ones summoning the guy who'd planned to indulge in belly sex nonstop...
Turn down this invite, then show up again to fetch Eon So-young? Yeah, warm welcome.
She knew that much, so it was probably just her being miffed.
Sure enough, my mother soothed her, and Peng Yeon-hwa nodded right away. For now, to shake off the travel fatigue, my mother decided to bathe.
It wasn't a long haul from Shaanxi, and the carriage hadn't rushed, so she was fine...
At the agency, I'd waffled hard on whether to risk it and ultimately chickened out, so both my mother and I were backed up.
If we'd sworn off sex during pregnancy, fine—but hadn't Tang Hye-won boldly set the precedent?
After washing up spotless, I waited out the day and headed to my mother's room that night.
"Mother...?"
[Come in.]
I slowly pushed the door open, and the sight inside nearly had me screaming in ecstasy.
Fireworks exploding in my head, I tremblingly closed the door with shaky hands, then looked again.
Jaw quivering, I somehow forced out words.
"Thank you... so much...!"
"You like it that much?"
No need to answer.
Seeing my two milfs pregnant with my babies, my cock reacted more fiercely than it had in my year-and-a-half demonic sex life.
"Beast...!"
Peng Yeon-hwa, come to get devoured by the beast, sat beside my mother and choked out the words—but her legs were splayed wide open.
"Bon appétit!"
Time to melt that smug smile of my mother's into a puddle of pleasure.