Chapter 79: Confession to My Maternal Aunt
Chapter 79: Confession to My Maternal Aunt
In the car, my maternal aunt used her delicate hand to pinch my chin, tilting my head to examine me closely. "My little darling is getting more and more handsome. I wonder how many women you’ll enchant in the future."
I gave a soft laugh. "With my parents' looks as a foundation, it would be hard not to be handsome."
Auntie’s finger traced my Adam's apple, the light touch sending an itchy sensation down my neck. "Tell your auntie—how many little girls have you tricked at school with this face?"
"How would I dare? I’ve always been a Triple-A Student, haven't I?"
"Truly?" Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze turning dangerously sharp. "If you come clean now, I can still accept it. But once this chance is gone, it’s gone for good..."
A wave of guilt washed over me, making my scalp tingle.
How could I possibly tell the truth right now? I hurried to say, "Truly. Of course it's true."
Auntie bit her lower lip gently, her expression one of annoyance; she clearly didn't believe a word.
Ever since that time I had sex with Chu Ning and then went to her, only to find myself unable to "pay the grain tax," she had been certain I had other women. She just hadn't been able to bait the truth out of me yet.
She gave a soft huff. "Since you claim you're telling the truth, then what’s the deal with that little girlfriend of yours, Chen Xiao? And your teacher, Chu Ning—how do you explain the fact that you’ve spent several entire days at her house?"
What?
I stared at her in shock, my expression shifting rapidly as my heart hammered against my ribs like a tumultuous tide.
After a long silence, I asked in a heavy voice, "Auntie, you... you investigated me?"
It was nearing dusk, and the hazy evening light cast Auntie’s face in shifting shadows, making it difficult to read her expression.
"What if I did?" she said slowly. "It’s your own fault for not telling the truth!"
"You...!"
I glared at her, my heart filled with resentment.
I knew, of course, that with the Chi family’s wealth, it was incredibly easy for her to look into me. At the same time, a chill ran down my spine. I remembered my mom’s previous suspicions; if Mom were to investigate my privacy like this, wouldn't everything I’ve done be laid bare before her?
But when I recalled Mom’s usual behavior and reactions, that worry vanished instantly.
I shouted toward Chi Yan, "Stop the car!"
Chi Yan continued to drive leisurely down the road, completely ignoring my command.
I released my grip on Auntie’s slender waist and demanded, "Auntie, what is the meaning of this?"
"The meaning?!"
Auntie let out a cold laugh and pressed her body against my chest. Her hand gripped the silk ribbon around my neck, and she pressed her face against mine, her breath fragrant and intoxicating. She said coldly, "You’re asking me what I mean? I should be asking you!"
I tried to push her away in frustration, but she bit her red lips and stared straight at me, her supple body remaining unmoved. I couldn't budge her at all.
I shouted again, "Sister Chi Yan, stop the car!"
Chi Yan’s calm voice drifted back from the front seat. "Sorry. Your aunt bought this car for me. While I'm in it, I only listen to her."
I looked down at the woman in my arms. Her beautiful eyes were beginning to redden. Despite my anger, I felt a pang of heartache.
Chi Yan spoke again, her tone flat. "Lin Yuan, I can offer you a solution."
"What solution?"
"If you want to get out, just jump. For the sake of your Eldest Aunt, I can slow down a little."
"..."
I was speechless. These two women had actually formed a united front.
Auntie’s eyes were moist. She pursed her lips, let go of the ribbon at my neck, and tossed her phone in front of me.
Confused, I opened the phone. What met my eyes were nothing but photos of me with Chen Xiao and Chu Ning.
Photos of me with Chu Ning in front of her house, photos of us entering a hotel, photos of my dates with Chen Xiao...
One after another, there were dozens of them, nearly all taken over the past few months.
My expression grew grimmer with every swipe. When I opened a video, my brain felt as if it had been struck by lightning. I froze on the spot.
In the video, Lin Xi, Chen Xiao, and I were standing in an elevator. The setting was very familiar—it was the day I took my sister to find Chen Xiao at the Jinyue Building.
What was glaringly obvious was that one of my hands was thrust into my sister’s school slacks, while the other was tucked under Chen Xiao’s skirt. Although neither girl was exposed, it was clear as day that I was incessantly fondling and playing with their private parts.
As the video played on, my face turned pale. When my sister and Chen Xiao arched their backs, trembling as they reached orgasm, the phone slipped from my hand.
My mind went blank, my spirit dazed and fragmented.
Auntie’s usually sultry voice was uncharacteristically cold, pulling my drifting thoughts back to reality. "Scared out of your wits?"
"I... I..."
I looked down at the phone screen, then back at her, my thoughts a tangled mess.
Since she had known for so long, why was she confronting me now?
If she even knew about me and my sister, how many secrets did I have left?
Would she tell Mom about me and Lin Xi?
I stared blankly at her perfect face, lost in a daze.
The flirtatious allure on Auntie’s face had vanished, replaced by a trace of grievance. "I’m only going to ask you one question now."
I shook my head, my throat dry. "Go ahead..."
She pinched my chin hard again, her gaze turning icy. "I don't want to care about how many women you have anymore. I just want to know... was I your first?"
Her blunt words struck me like lightning once more. I instinctively looked toward Chi Yan in the front. She happened to be watching me through the rearview mirror. Our eyes met; her expression was unexpectedly calm, showing not a single ripple of emotion.
Auntie turned my face back to her. "Don't look at Chi Yan. She knows everything about the two of us."
My head spun. Sister Chi Yan knew everything about me and Auntie?
I remained silent for a long time, gathering my thoughts. I whispered, "Auntie, I was only fourteen when I went to bed with you. If you weren't my first woman, who else could it have been?"
Auntie froze. She didn't move for a long time, sitting like a still statue in stark contrast to the cars speeding past the window.
Patter...
Patter, patter...
Suddenly, heavy raindrops began to drum against the car window, the rhythmic sound breaking the stifling atmosphere inside.
"Heh~"
Auntie suddenly let out a soft chuckle. Immediately after, crystal tears welled up in the corners of her eyes and slid down her cheeks.
My heart felt heavy. I instinctively wrapped my arm around her shoulder and called out softly, "Aunt...ie?"
She broke free from my arm and pushed me aside. Using her pinky to wipe the tears from her eyes, she laughed again.
I was utterly bewildered. Women were too strange—one moment on the verge of sobbing, the next smiling like a blooming flower.
Auntie reached out her jade-like arms and hooked them around my neck, pulling me into her embrace.
She gazed at me for a long time before suddenly sighing softly. Her fingers brushed through my hair, her expression tinged with loneliness. "Now that you have other women, will there still be a place for your auntie in your heart?"
I didn't hesitate. I answered seriously, "Auntie, you will never fade from my heart."
She stared into my eyes for a long moment, then leaned down to kiss my lips. "Don't you dare lie to me..."
I kissed her back, sucking on her red lips with force, completely disregarding Sister Chi Yan’s presence.
I didn't release her until her breath came in ragged, heaving waves and she was gasping for air.
Staring at her moist, glistening lips, I said hoarsely, "I mean it."
"I'll remember what you said today."
With that, she pushed me away, her brow furrowed with a hint of worry. She whispered, "You... and Xixi. When did it start?"
I looked at Chi Yan in the rearview mirror. She was like an ice sculpture, her face as peaceful as ever, as if nothing could stir her emotions.
"Not long ago," I said stiffly.
Auntie sighed softly. "Have you thought about a future for you and Xixi? Have you thought about how you’re going to explain this to my sister?"
The images of my sister and my mom flashed through my mind simultaneously. I squeezed Auntie’s hand. "Since it’s already happened, there’s no use in regretting it."
I looked out the window, my voice firm. "When that day truly comes, I am willing to bear all the storms and consequences."
Auntie fell silent. Suddenly, she pinched my ear and scolded lightly, "You little bastard, why do you only target the women right next to you?"
I turned to look at her—at that glamorous, seductive face hidden in the shadows. "Auntie, you were the one who gave me a taste of incest. That taste... it’s far too easy to lose oneself in. It's intoxicating."
Auntie stared at me blankly. After a moment, she suddenly broke into a radiant smile. "Then, do you regret it?"
"I don't regret it."
"Auntie doesn't regret it either."