Chapter 099: The Enchanting Wine

Chapter 99: The Enchantment of Fine Wine

Upon hearing those words, Ye Feng’s face instantly turned pale. Just this morning, he had helped Wen Xiaomei buy sanitary pads, and now he might have to buy underwear for his beautiful wives as well. The very thought was enough to mortify him. He recalled the memory of asking the shop assistant at the supermarket about sanitary pads earlier—the way her eyes glittered with a certain knowing hue was something he would never forget.

Damn it, he had only intended to help, yet why did she look at him as if he had committed some unforgivable sin? Ye Feng hadn’t even known whether Wen Xiaomei preferred cotton or mesh pads—so he had bought them all, returning home with more than a dozen boxes. Wen Xiaomei had burst out laughing at the sight.

Though Wen Xiaomei teased him for being a fool, deep down she found herself feeling a new warmth towards Ye Feng. This man was genuinely thoughtful—he had even brought back some brown sugar syrup to soothe her. A quiet, inexplicable gratitude blossomed in her heart.

Hearing Huang Wei’s bold remarks, Wen Biyun’s cheeks flushed a deep red in embarrassment. She had never expected Huang Wei to be so daring. Though her body and heart belonged to Ye Feng, the thought of asking him to buy her underwear made her feel shy. “I-I don’t think that’s appropriate,” she stammered.

“What’s inappropriate about it? Hey, you lecher! Wouldn’t you want to buy underwear for your beautiful wives?” Huang Wei turned to Ye Feng with a sly smile, casting him a flirtatious glance. Good heavens, was she trying to be that seductive? Ye Feng felt like leaping three feet into the air—but they were still inside the car.

“Of course I’m willing! How could I not be?” Though the prospect of buying underwear was daunting for him, Ye Feng was determined to please his beautiful wives. The thought of the colorful flags fluttering inside the lingerie shop stirred a warm fire within him. And the hints of playful intrigue he had heard before only heightened his excitement.

“You shameless rogue!” Wen Biyun spat out, cheeks flushed. This scoundrel had no sense of shame, speaking so frankly. Yet when she caught sight of Ye Feng’s lecherous grin as he mentioned underwear, a wave of bashfulness washed over her. She wished she could find a hole to hide in.

“What’s there to be shy about? Serving my dear wives is my duty, right, Wei?” Ye Feng winked at Huang Wei. He quickly sought an ally, and since Huang Wei supported his mission, gaining her favor was easy enough.

“That’s right, Sister Yun. Ye Feng is very obedient. We should give him some tasks to do!” Huang Wei smiled radiantly at Wen Biyun, who seemed to understand her intention and returned the smile. “Indeed, our husband is the best man under the heavens!”

“Of course he is! If I’m not good, then who else is?” Ye Feng suddenly realized he was being led into a trap by these two beauties. First, they showered him with praise, making him feel lightheaded, then they set him to work. Though reluctant, he had no choice but to comply.

“Hehe, yes, after dinner tonight, isn’t it only right to have our good husband wash the dishes?” Huang Wei grinned triumphantly at Ye Feng. At that moment, Ye Feng understood the wisdom of the old saying: “Women and petty men are hard to raise.” Apparently, the old sage had faced similar trials.

“Haha, yes! Our good husband would never refuse, right?” Wen Biyun laughed heartily. She hadn’t expected Huang Wei to play this card. She wondered what it would be like to have Ye Feng wash the dishes. But perhaps they had forgotten one thing—Ye Feng was a special forces soldier. Washing dishes was trivial; cooking was nothing to him.

When Huang Wei led Wen Biyun and Ye Feng into the living room, the servants promptly served exquisite dishes. Huang Wei brought out her finest wine: an 1982 Lafite Rothschild, to share with everyone. Though Wen Biyun had attended Huang Tianba’s funeral before, she had never stepped inside this opulent residence. Now, standing there, she was stunned by the lavish décor. She hadn’t realized the Huang family was so wealthy.

“Hehe, Sister Yun, what are you admiring? Come, let’s drink!” Huang Wei smiled gently at Wen Biyun’s delighted expression. Though Wen Biyun was wealthy in her own right, compared to the Huang family, she was several tiers below. The sumptuous feast laid out on the dining table only deepened her amazement.

Wen Biyun suddenly realized she had been staring too long. “Hehe, sorry, Wei, your villa is just so beautiful that I couldn’t help but take a few extra glances.” The villa was indeed magnificent. In You County, if one were to ask where the most beautiful place was, the Huang family villa would top the list. The security arrangements were impeccable as well.

“It’s nothing. As long as you like it, Sister Yun, you’re welcome to visit anytime. And if you want, you could even move in,” Huang Wei said with a gentle smile. Ye Feng was dumbfounded. When had Huang Wei and Wen Biyun become so close? He recalled their first meeting, which had been fraught with tension. Now, they seemed inseparable—an astonishing transformation.

“I-I don’t think that’s necessary. Hehe, I’m used to my own bed,” Wen Biyun smiled sweetly. She understood the reality of living under one roof. Though her own villa lacked the grand luxury of Huang Wei’s, it was still among the finest in You County.

“Hehe, no worries. Come, let’s drink!” Huang Wei clearly understood the meaning behind Wen Biyun’s words. She quickly opened the wine and personally poured glasses for Ye Feng and Wen Biyun. As the bottle was uncorked, an enchanting aroma wafted through the air. This was no ordinary wine—Ye Feng silently marveled at its quality.

Wen Biyun had tasted many fine wines, but this was her first time sampling an ’82 Lafite. As the rich, fragrant liquid slid down her throat, she closed her eyes slowly, a wave of beauty and elegance flooding her senses. “What fine wine, such exquisite wine!” she murmured, utterly entranced.

The three of them shared the bottle, glass after glass. Ye Feng felt nothing unusual, but the two beauties’ eyes grew misty, their bodies warming. To Ye Feng’s delight, Wen Biyun and Huang Wei began to slowly lift the hems of their long dresses...