Chapter 158: Fake Impotence Exposed?

The Yang Qi in Lin Meng’s body was already highly volatile. Grabbed by Aunt Zhou’s tender little hand, it immediately spiraled out of control and quickly reacted. Lin Meng hastily channeled his Dragon Taming Skill to suppress it. Otherwise, the truth about his fake impotence would definitely be exposed!

"Hmm? Xiaomeng, why do I feel like you’re getting hard?" Zhou Xinlan stroked him a couple of times, a strange expression crossing her face.

"Am I? It’s probably just your imagination," Lin Meng forced a smile, bracing himself.

"Maybe." Zhou Xinlan slowly released her grip, dropping the subject. "Xiaomeng, it’s getting late. Let’s begin the treatment. Just like last time, take off your pants and lie down on the bed."

"Aunt Zhou, I—" Lin Meng frowned, wanting to ask about his father first.

"Whatever it is, we can talk about it later. Once more people arrive, it won’t be nearly as convenient to do the treatment." Without taking no for an answer, Zhou Xinlan pushed Lin Meng toward the small cot behind the curtain and pressed him down onto it.

Before Lin Meng could even react, she yanked his pants down.

"Aunt Zhou, how are you planning to treat me this time?" Coming to his senses, Lin Meng couldn’t help but feel a surge of nervousness.

"It will be similar to last time, of course, but with increased stimulation. You’ll see in a moment," Zhou Xinlan smiled mysteriously. She then pulled a bottle of lubricant from her pocket and gently popped the cap open.

Lin Meng’s heart gave a violent lurch as he vaguely guessed what Aunt Zhou was about to do.

"Xiaomeng, even though I used my hands to help you last time, it was far too dry. Let’s try something different this time." With a seductive gleam in her beautiful eyes, Zhou Xinlan gripped Lin Meng’s manhood with one hand and slowly poured the lubricant over it.

A cooling sensation washed over him, causing his entire body to shudder involuntarily. Before he could even adapt to the feeling, Zhou Xinlan’s small hand began to move. Every stroke was impossibly gentle, resembling the tender, doting caress an elder might give a junior. Combined with the slick friction of the lubricant, the sheer pleasure sent electric shocks surging through Lin Meng’s body. Every cell in his body seemed to quiver, and he barely suppressed a groan.

"Aunt Zhou, I..." Lin Meng’s entire body tensed. Even while frantically channeling his Dragon Taming Skill, he felt like he was losing control.

"Xiaomeng, just relax and enjoy yourself. This is only the beginning. The real stimulation comes later!" Zhou Xinlan offered a gentle smile and placed her other hand on him. Her hands moved up and down, working together in perfect, seamless coordination. Her fair, delicate hands formed a stark contrast against his ferocious, imposing member.

"Aunt Zhou, I don’t think this kind of treatment exactly aligns with hospital regulations, does it?" Lin Meng was biting back his pleasure so hard he could have cried. He couldn’t stop himself from asking.

"Hmm?" Zhou Xinlan raised an eyebrow, seemingly a little displeased. "Are you implying that your aunt is intentionally taking advantage of you?"

Lin Meng quickly shook his head to clarify. "No, I just don’t understand why you’re doing this."

Zhou Xinlan let out a seductive chuckle. "It’s because your young stepmother and I are best friends, of course. I treat you like my own son, which is why I’m willing to help you like this. Otherwise, it would mean I’m just a natural slut who’s completely mesmerized by your massive package. Tell me, Xiaomeng, do you think your Aunt Zhou is a slut?"

Lin Meng’s expression twisted. As Zhou Xinlan spoke, her hands moved even more vigorously. Wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed through him, making his scalp tingle. But he sensed that something was incredibly wrong. What kind of elder would act so unscrupulously toward a junior? He wondered if she wasn’t afraid of completely destroying her friendship with his young stepmother if the truth ever came out.

"Aunt Zhou, I heard you knew my dad?" Fighting through the overwhelming stimulation, Lin Meng forced the question out in a strained voice.

"I did. Did your young stepmother tell you?" Zhou Xinlan nodded candidly.

Lin Meng gave a soft grunt of affirmation and asked, "Then... what exactly was your relationship with him?"

Zhou Xinlan’s hands paused for a moment. With a sigh of nostalgia, she replied, "As for our relationship... let’s just say that in this town, I’m the person who knows him best. Not even your young stepmother can compare."

Lin Meng’s heart skipped a beat. Were Aunt Zhou and his father really that close? Could something have happened between them? The more he thought about it, the more unsettled he became. He couldn’t resist asking, "What kind of person do you think my father was?"

Hearing his question, Zhou Xinlan seemed to lose herself in past memories. She zoned out for several seconds before a deep look of resentment washed over her face. "Him? He was an utterly dense and heartless man. Back then, I traveled hundreds of miles to this remote, backwater town just to pursue him. And the result? I stripped completely naked in front of him, and he didn’t so much as spare me a glance. In the end, just to make me give up, he married your young stepmother. Tell me, wasn’t a man like that completely devoid of a conscience?"

"Holy shit!" Lin Meng thought, his eyes widening in sheer shock. He never would have guessed that Zhou Xinlan had this kind of history with his father.

Didn’t this mean she was his father’s former suitor—and a romantic rival to his young stepmother? If that was true, what was her real motive for doing all of this? A wave of profound unease washed over Lin Meng. He realized he couldn’t read this woman at all.

"Aunt Zhou, I just remembered I have something to take care of. I need to head back." Completely losing any desire to enjoy the pleasure, Lin Meng struggled to sit up and leave.

Zhou Xinlan firmly pressed him back down. "Xiaomeng, your Aunt Zhou is treating you so well. What’s the meaning of this? Are you disgusted by me?"

"Of course not. I just..." Lin Meng was completely at a loss for how to explain himself.

"Since you’re not, then lie back down and listen to your Aunt Zhou!" Zhou Xinlan’s smile vanished. Her gentle demeanor evaporated, replaced by a domineering, icy chill.

"Aunt Zhou, I really should get going." Lin Meng’s heart raced with dread; he didn’t want to stay here a second longer.

Zhou Xinlan clearly harbored feelings for his father, yet she had become best friends with the woman who married him—his young stepmother. Moreover, it seemed his young stepmother was completely oblivious to Zhou Xinlan’s true feelings. It was blindingly obvious that Zhou Xinlan had some sort of ulterior motive concerning his young stepmother. That was something Lin Meng absolutely could not accept.

"And what if I don’t let you go?" Zhou Xinlan gripped his member in a vice-like hold, her smile taking on a sinister edge.

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll tell my young stepmother about your past?" Lin Meng gritted his teeth and asked harshly.

"Heh, go right ahead," Zhou Xinlan let out a mocking laugh. "If you dare to breathe a word of it to her, I’ll tell her that you’ve been faking your impotence. In her desperate attempts to cure your ’condition,’ she has crossed numerous moral boundaries with you. Tell me, if she finds out you’ve been deceiving her this whole time, don’t you think she’ll be thoroughly disgusted and leave you forever?"

The gaze she fixed on Lin Meng was brimming with amusement, as though she were looking at nothing more than her own personal plaything.

Lin Meng’s jaw dropped. His heart violently seized in panic, and he couldn’t even bring himself to meet her gaze. He truly didn’t understand. He hadn’t shown any obvious reactions during her examination, so how could Zhou Xinlan possibly know his impotence was faked?!