Zhu Bufan nodded, and Zhao Juan leaned in closer and said, "Bufan, Xiaojia came looking for me again this afternoon. She said that the HR department and the Finance department are both powerful departments, crucial to the development and interests of the company. She thinks I don't have enough ability to do it well, so she offered me the position of Deputy Office Secretary with a monthly salary of thirty thousand. What do you think?"

"Deputy Secretary?" Zhu Bufan showed his teeth in a wry smile. "How many secretaries does she have exactly?"

"Who cares how many secretaries?" Zhao Juan said carefreely. "I just have to show up every day, sign in, and that's it. I think working in the city is about clocking in, which seems interesting, right? I want to take the job. What do you say?"

"Then just go," he responded.

At that moment, Zhan Feiyu walked in and said in a coquettish voice, "Bufan, come out quickly, I need to talk to you about something."

Zhu Bufan looked up at Zhao Juan who gestured with her hands, "Go on, go on. We're off to take a bath and sleep. Whatever it is can wait till tomorrow!"

Zhu Dayou then carelessly said, "Buddy, take care of your body, pleasure lasts but a fleeting night..."

"Will you die if you talk less?!" Zhao Juan grew angry and raised her hand to deliver a slap across Zhu Dayou's face.

Sensing trouble, Zhu Bufan turned around and, dragging Zhan Feiyu with him, ran off. Before leaving, he didn't forget to close the door behind him.

Zhu Bufan was dragged by Zhan Feiyu all the way to Du Yujiao's room. Not a word was spoken by Zhan Feiyu, and Bufan thought she wanted to discuss something with Du Yujiao. Upon entering the room, he was startled; Du Yujiao's hair was scattered over her shoulders, and her body was merely wrapped in a white bathrobe, covering the essential areas while leaving her long shapely legs exposed.

Too tempting! Du Yujiao might be in her forties, living a life of luxury and taking excellent care of herself. Especially those beautiful legs, they were white and tender as if sculpted in cream, enticing to the eye. Zhu Bufan's only thought was to shove "skeleton frame" Zhan Feiyu aside and pursue something with Du Yujiao, age being a non-issue.

Of course, this thought could only be entertained in his mind and could absolutely not be voiced, or it would be an utter calamity!

Restraint, restraint, must have restraint. Maybe this is a test of temptation they're setting up for me.

Zhu Bufan's eyes fleetingly lingered on Du Yujiao's legs for a mere two seconds before hastily averting them, yet Du Yujiao's sharp gaze caught this. She said cheerfully, "Bufan, have you never been with a woman? Come here, Mama will let you experience a woman. As long as we're not doing skin-to-skin things, everything else is free rein. Stay at my place tonight."

"Ah?" Zhu Bufan was overjoyed and about to say yes when Zhan Feiyu sharply scolded, "What are you 'ah-ing' about? My mom's just joking with you, and you're taking it seriously?!"

Du Yujiao quickly explained, "How can it be a joke? Hasn't he started calling me Mom? What's wrong with a mother sleeping with her son? As long as we're not doing that kind of thing, we have nothing to worry about from gossip. Right, Bufan?"

"Yes, yes," Zhu Bufan nodded hurriedly. "You know I don't have any improper thoughts towards you, Mom."

"Hehe," Du Yujiao laughed without saying a word. Know my foot, there's not a man who is sincere. Your gaze has already exposed your wicked heart, but this is human nature, isn't it? If a man doesn't react to a half-naked woman, wouldn't he be a eunuch?

Having desires is not wrong; the key is whether you can control those improper thoughts. Contain them, and you're a good person; fail to, and you're a bad egg!

Well, Zhu Bufan managed to restrain himself.

Zhan Feiyu pointed at the basin on the ground and said, "What are you dawdling for? I told you to come over and wash Mom's feet. Hurry up and do it, then leave as soon as you're done. Don't you dare sneak a peek!"

Bufan immediately objected, "Didn't mom just take a bath? What's there to wash her feet for? I can wash them another day."

"Yes, yes," Du Yujiao chimed in, "I've already bathed today, and my feet are clean. It's the thought that counts for Bufan, and I'm already very satisfied. You all go back and rest now. I'm going to sleep too."

Right, Bufan had just "promised" he would wash them later, that should have been enough. Way better than that beast Zhan Feilong. Why make trouble for him?

Just as Bufan turned to leave, he was stopped by Zhan Feiyu, "No way, you promised to wash my mom's feet today, so you must do it. A real man doesn't go back on his word!"

If it's just washing, let's wash. Zhan Feiyu's words immediately set off Bufan's temper. He used to wash Zhao Juan's feet often at home, he was experienced and not scared of doing this.

This time, it was Du Yujiao's turn to blush. Although Bufan called her mom, her real contact with Bufan was only these past few days; one could say this young man was still a "stranger" to her. It was highly improper to have a strange man holding and kneading her feet.

But even if it was improper, Bufan still had to finish washing her feet this time.

These feet were beautiful, and they felt great to the touch. As Du Yujiao's face flushed with color, was Bufan leisurely enjoying himself? Who says washing women's feet is shameful? Washing beautiful women's feet is, in fact, a kind of enjoyment! Du Yujiao was only wrapped in a towel, and Bufan squatted in front of her. Driven by curiosity, he inadvertently glanced under the towel.

...

He saw nothing, as Du Yujiao seemed to be on guard. Her jade hands were pressed between her legs, firmly pressing down that part of the towel, blocking someone's shameless prying gaze. Naturally, Bufan could not ask Du Yujiao to lift her hands. If he did, he would be asking for a beating.

Just as Bufan was about to look away, a conspicuous little object caught his attention!

Under the towel, on the creamy white thigh of Du Yujiao, there was a pitch-black small bulge highly conspicuous.

Black Heart Moles! Bufan's gaze was fixed, how could such a horrible thing be on Du Yujiao's body?

Although he knew something was amiss, Bufan couldn't help but blurt out, "Mom, that mole on your thigh..."

"Ah..." Du Yujiao screamed, suddenly raising her hand and slapping Bufan's cheek. But in the moment she raised her hand, Bufan felt a warmth in his nose, and two streams of red liquid sprayed out from his nostrils.

"Slap!" After the slap landed, Du Yujiao saw Bufan's nosebleed flowing and her expression changed drastically, as she scolded sternly, "You pervert, sexual maniac, get out!"

Bufan hurriedly tried to explain, "Mom, I didn't mean to disrespect you, it's just that the mole on your thigh is..."

"Shut up!!" Du Yujiao raged, kicking Bufan aside with her foot and swiftly turned around to wrap her body with the bedding. Her expression turned dark and gloomy.

Bufan tried to speak again, but Zhan Feiyu rushed over and scolded, "My mom told you to get out, and you're still not leaving? Get lost, you disappoint me so much, huh!"

They switch faces so quickly; every one of this family is such a character.

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