Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Tang Feiyan glanced nervously at Tang's father, then asked coldly, "Ye boy, what do you mean by that question?"

Ye Simin was not a fool and immediately explained, "Miss Tang, please rest assured, I am not here on behalf of Mr. Tang to test you! The question just now was entirely my doubt!"

Tang Feiyan looked at him carefully and felt that he didn't seem to be lying, so she admitted, "That's right, like Ailing, I also deeply love Eric!"

Ye Simin's eyes flickered slightly as he continued, "Mr. Eric is your friend's fiancé. Aren't you afraid of hurting the relationship between you and your sister by doing this?"

Tan Ailing and Tang Feiyan smiled at each other, both understanding Ye Simin's intentions.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Ye. Eric will not only not damage the relationship between us sisters, but will make it even stronger..."

Ye Simin hesitated and said, "Miss Tan, what do you mean by that?"

"What else could it mean?" Tang Feiyan said lightly, "Haven't you heard the story of the Emperors' Female Consorts?"

Ye Simin's mouth fell open in disbelief as he looked at Tan Ailing. "Miss Tan, China's Marriage Law enforces monogamy..."

Tan Ailing smiled calmly, ignoring Ye Simin's enchanted gaze. "Mr. Ye should also know about our Tan family's background. Do you think we would adhere to the Marriage Law?"

Ye Simin glanced at Eric as if he had figured something out. "Is Mr. Eric also part of your martial arts world?"

Considering Eric's false identity as the "Medicine King Sect's junior lord," Tan Ailing and Tang Feiyan nodded simultaneously.

Ye Simin finally understood why this handsome young man had so many powerful subordinates. He also realized that although his family was wealthy, it could not compare to those ancient families that had been secretly developing for hundreds of years.

However, for the sake of his goddess, he mustered up the courage and said to Eric, "Mr. Eric, I will not give up. I will prove that I love Miss Tan more than you do... Even if you use force to pressure me, I will not retreat, because I believe—true love is invincible!"

Eric couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

He felt that Ye Simin was completely misunderstanding the situation, unable to grasp his position. From the way he spoke, it seemed as if he was the one deeply in love with Tan Ailing, while Eric had become the ruthless man scheming to steal love, a malicious rich young master!

Tan Ailing and Tang Feiyan also felt the same. The three of them exchanged glances and rolled their eyes simultaneously.

Eric didn't have the time or the inclination to deal with the inexplicable Ye Simin at the moment, because the dead headwaiter was already making a move.

Several big shots were drinking and chatting on a large balcony. Delbosky couldn't stand the red wine brought by the waiter, so Tang's father immediately had some vodka brought over.

The headwaiter took the tray from the waiter's hand and walked towards the balcony expressionlessly, carrying two bottles of vodka.

"Please sit, I'll be right back!" Eric said softly to Tan Ailing and Tang Feiyan, then got up and walked towards the dead head waiter.

Ye Simin had already clenched his fists, ready to bravely face the "blow" Eric was about to deliver, but unexpectedly, Eric just left without even looking at him.

At this moment, Ye Simin felt extremely sad. Did I have so little threat in his eyes...

Seeing Tan Ailing and Tang Feiyan, who also didn't look at him, Ye Simin felt a bit lost. But he didn't lose heart, because he firmly believed that his devotion was what made him the man who could bring happiness to Tan Ailing!

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Completely unaware that a "sticky plaster" was about to be applied to them, Eric stood in front of the dead head waiter with a faint smile.

The "Corpse Manipulation Technique" refined by the medieval genius necromancer is not just about manipulating corpses. It can also listen, see, and speak through the eyes, ears, mouth, and tongue of the corpse.

Of course, this new type of corpse manipulation has a condition: the corpse used must be fresh. Corpses that have been dead for more than three hours cannot be used.

In a restroom with a sign saying "Equipment Maintenance," Roger, who was controlling the dead headwaiter with his mind, saw the person blocking "him" and felt a sudden jump in his heart. He quickly controlled the corpse and said, "I'm sorry, sir!"

After speaking, he prepared to bypass this handsome young man who gave him an inexplicable sense of crisis.

In the split second when he turned sideways, Eric calmly said, "Is controlling other people's corpses fun?"

Roger's mind shook violently, almost losing control of the head waiter's corpse. "Uh, sir, I don't know what you're talking about?"

"You don't think no one can see through your necromancy, do you?"

"You...you..." Roger stepped back in fear, unable to say a word.

Delbosky, who was waiting for the drinks on the balcony, looked at this scene and couldn't help but laugh, "Is this young man getting thirsty and trying to steal our drinks?"

"Stop talking nonsense..." There were only a few bigshots on the balcony, and Tang's father spoke casually, "Although I don't know much about this young man named Eric, anyone who can become Ailing's fiancé cannot be the kind of person who doesn't know manners..."

"Strange, very strange..." Mayor Han muttered with a furrowed brow.

"Mayor Han, what's wrong?" Seeing his old friend looking confused, the Vice Premier couldn't help but ask.

Mayor Han glanced at the several big shots and said puzzledly, "I won't hide it from everyone. When I was young, I studied under a master of Wudang. Although my talent was not outstanding, after decades of diligent practice, I have some skills. But just now, I observed that although the waiter was speaking, he didn't seem to be breathing."

The Vice Premier was slightly stunned and asked, "What does that mean?"

"Not breathing can only mean one thing, right? That waiter is either dead or an extremely skilled expert, at least more skilled than me, perhaps even reaching the pre-heaven realm..."

Although these few bigshots were not from the cultivation world, they had the insights to reach such high positions today.

Especially Tang's father, based on his friendship with Tan's father, had some understanding of the pre-heaven realm that the Tan family had yearned for two hundred years. He shook his head and said, "It's impossible. It's not easy to reach the pre-heaven realm, let alone at such a young age..."

"There are indeed pre-heaven experts at such a young age. I know of seven such experts under the age of thirty-five on the mainland..."

"Mayor Han, I know about those seven experts you mentioned. However, given their status, would they come here to work as a waiter?"

"...Then, Tang, what do you think?"

Tang's father thought for a moment and said, "Could this waiter have some strange skill that suppresses his breathing, making it undetectable?"

"Although there is indeed a skill like 'breath-holding technique' that can suppress breathing, one cannot speak while using such a technique! A skill that can both hold breath and speak, I've never heard of it in my decades of life!"

The Vice Premier looked at the two of them pondering there and couldn't help but joke, "If he's neither a pre-heaven expert nor a practitioner of strange skills, could he be a dead person?"

Tang's father and Mayor Han looked at each other and said in unison, "It's not impossible..."

"What do you mean?"

The Vice Premier was slightly stunned, then suddenly realized, "The corpse-driving technique from western Hunan?"

Mayor Han shook his head and said, "The corpse-driving technique from western Hunan can only make the corpse walk, run, jump, and stop, but it cannot make the corpse speak..."

The Vice Premier was puzzled, "Then what do you mean?"

Tang's father glanced at Delbosky and said, "I heard that there is a taboo magic in Europe that can also control corpses..."

Seeing everyone's eyes on him, Delbosky spoke up, "That's right. The necromancy in Europe can indeed manipulate corpses. However, like the corpse-driving technique in China, it cannot make the corpse speak!"

After hearing this, Tang's father frowned, "So, this waiter is a super expert?"

"What's the use of us guessing here? Why not just go over and ask?" Ye Zhenglin suggested excitedly.

He also had a plan in mind. If this waiter was an honest expert who had to work because of financial difficulties, then I must show him favor, pull him into the Ye Group, and increase my leverage against those ancient families...

As the bigshots walked towards Eric and the others, Roger was controlling the corpse to make the final farewell speech, "Sir, you can see through my spell, I believe you are not an ordinary person. Please give me some face and pretend you didn't see anything. I will repay you in the future..."

Eric smiled slightly and said, "Stop the nonsense. I'm afraid I can't allow you to cause trouble at this banquet. Since you're also a magician, as long as you leave now, I won't blame you..."

Roger snorted coldly, about to speak, but found the target person walking towards him. He immediately made a decision, turned around, and ran towards the target, ready to use the "Corpse Explosion Technique".