The Crazy Mother-in-law

Chapter 3: Seduction

A few days later, the girl boarded a flight to Europe. Shen Hua stood outside the VIP passage at the airport, watching her leave, a faint smile on her lips. She wasn't tearing apart her daughter's happiness; she just wanted to enjoy her prey a little earlier.

Back home, the large villa was now just her and the boy.

At dinner, Shen Hua had deliberately changed into an elegant silk gown, the dark red fabric clinging to her curvaceous figure, her shoulders slightly exposed, her slender, fair collarbone casting a charming arc under the light. Her makeup was exquisite, her eyes exuding a lazy allure, like a poppy in full bloom, dangerously beautiful.

She personally poured a glass of red wine and handed it to the boy, smiling: "Your name is... Ah Yan, right?"

The boy took the glass, nodding slightly: "Yes, Auntie."

"Don't be so formal," Shen Hua chuckled softly, her eyes holding a deep meaning, "If you're going to marry my daughter in the future, just call me 'Aunt Hua.'"

The boy paused, then said, "Aunt Hua."

Shen Hua took a satisfied sip of her wine, speaking slowly, her voice low and soft, with an unintentionally seductive quality: "You're very talented, not only capable but also very handsome. My daughter likes you... I can understand that."

The boy was slightly startled, feeling that Shen Hua's words sounded a bit odd, but her tone was so gentle it was hard to refuse.

Shen Hua watched him quietly, a flicker of interest in her eyes. She leaned in closer, her arm casually resting on the back of the chair, her slender fingers gently caressing the rim of the glass, her voice carrying a hint of laziness: "You know, I've seen many boys like you before... but you, you're the most special."

The boy, feeling uncomfortable under her gaze, coughed lightly and took a sip of his wine, "Aunt Hua, you flatter me."

Shen Hua narrowed her eyes, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly. Her prey was showing signs of panic.

She wasn't in a hurry; she had enough patience to slowly invade his world, break down his rationality, and stir the impulses hidden beneath his calm exterior.

This hunt had only just begun.

As the night deepened, the soft, ambiguous lighting in the villa cast a mysterious and tempting glow on Shen Hua's already stunning face. She gently swirled the red wine in her glass, her gaze never leaving the boy's face.

"Ah Yan," she called softly, her voice like silk brushing past his ear, "Do you know why I agreed to let my daughter go to Europe?"

The boy looked up, a hint of confusion in his eyes: "Aunt Hua, didn't you say it was to let her see the world?"

Shen Hua smiled slightly, a glimmer of cunning in her eyes: "That's just the surface reason. Actually, I wanted to give her a chance, and you a chance too."

The boy was stunned, clearly not understanding her meaning.

Shen Hua slowly stood up, walked behind the boy, and gently placed her slender fingers on his shoulders, leaning down to whisper in his ear: "Haven't you ever wondered why I let you stay?"

The boy's body stiffened slightly, feeling her warm breath brush past his ear, his heartbeat involuntarily quickening. He instinctively wanted to move away but found his movements sluggish, as if bound by some invisible force.

"Aunt Hua, what do you mean?" His voice was hoarse, tinged with unease.