Wang Mu was almost never at school, so I had never seen Principal Yan and Wang Mu interact and had no idea how Principal Yan usually treated him. The other students also knew very little about Wang Mu, with only Liu Yang having some communication with him. Liu Yang had already told me almost everything he knew. Besides, Wang Mu looked completely like a mixed-race child—nothing suspicious about that.
I paced back and forth in the equipment room while Wang Mu sat on the pommel horse, watching me with interest. "Take your time... no rush," he said. I glanced at him but didn't respond, continuing my train of thought.
What I could confirm now was that Principal Yan had been completely tamed by Wang Mu into a submissive "bitch." So why would Principal Yan agree to be tamed? And why would Wang Mu go so far as to tame his own mother? Even the most despicable person wouldn't harm their own mother, unless...
"No, my thinking is wrong," I suddenly realized. I turned to Wang Mu and said:
"You've never once called Principal Yan 'Mom,' meaning you don't acknowledge her as your mother from the bottom of your heart. That explains it! You don't harbor any mother-son affection for Principal Yan, so you can tame this woman without any psychological barriers—or even call it 'revenge.' You're taking revenge on Principal Yan!" I looked into his eyes, and a flicker of surprise passed through Wang Mu's gaze.
I continued, "So it's actually quite simple. Your surname 'Wang' comes from your father. Principal Yan is your stepmother. Perhaps due to some circumstances, your parents divorced, and your father married Principal Yan. What you're doing now is revenge against her."
Clap, clap, clap—a round of applause echoed. "I have to admit, you're very clever," Wang Mu said. "My father is Chinese, a Ph.D. and deputy dean at the Brain Science Research Institute. I've been studying human behavior with him since I was young, so taming a woman is a very simple task for me. My mother was the lead dancer at a Russian opera house, incredibly beautiful, and she loved me dearly. Three years ago, when the Russia-Ukraine war broke out, the city where my mother lived was suddenly attacked by enemy forces. She was killed in the chaos of the battle, and I didn't even get to see her one last time! After that, my father and I settled in China." Wang Mu paused, his expression turning thoughtful for the first time, and continued.
"Yan Yan, that bitch, found out my dad was widowed at some research conference and started shamelessly throwing herself at him! In the end, she married him!" Wang Mu shrugged. "Well, she succeeded. So tell me, am I wrong to seek revenge on her now?"
"I don't care about your family drama. Just tell me, did I get this question right?" Since I was determined to beat Wang Mu, I couldn't let anything distract me.
"Congratulations, you answered correctly!" Wang Mu instantly changed his expression, shifting from a thoughtful look back to his usual mocking demeanor, as if this game meant nothing to him.
"1:0," I reminded him. "Now answer my first question! Hurry up!"
"Go ahead," Wang Mu said, spreading his hands.
"I'm asking you! How far have you trained my mom?" I was desperate to know what had happened to her.
"I told you before, Teacher Sun is especially hard to handle—like a wild horse on the prairie. She knows exactly what she wants. To be precise, I'm nowhere near being able to 'train' Teacher Sun. She wants excitement, and I provide it. It's as simple as that—a straightforward supply and demand relationship," Wang Mu replied honestly.
So, my mom hadn't been trained yet. She just wanted to satisfy her desires. Having gotten the answer I wanted, I quickly urged Wang Mu to move on. "What's the second question?"
"Don't rush, don't rush, listen carefully to the second question! Do you remember our first game? The second question is simple: who was the woman you were playing with in room 2106?"
"It was..." I was about to blurt it out when suddenly, memories flooded my mind, and I stopped myself.
If you had asked me this question before today, I would have answered without hesitation: Principal Yan. But... would Wang Mu really use such a simple answer as a test question? Something felt off, yet I didn't dare to consider the alternative.
"Yes, don't doubt yourself. It's exactly the answer you're thinking of," Wang Mu jumped down from the pommel horse, meeting my eyes for the first time.
Was it... was it... Mom? A terrible thought surfaced in my mind, and I began to recall the various anomalies from that day. That day, Mom came home later than I did... After returning, she became unusually gentle... perhaps out of guilt toward me. That day, when Mom came home, her legs seemed to be holding something tightly... maybe it was those stockings. That day! The phone call!!! When the call came, I was busy with that woman, so I didn't pay attention to what Mom was saying. At the time, I just wanted to hang up quickly. Now, thinking back, Mom's voice sounded weak and restrained, as if she was suppressing something. One small inconsistency after another kept assaulting my mind. Was it my mom?? As this answer dawned on me, an extreme chill shot straight down from my head.
Did I sleep with my mom? And did I bring my classmate along to sleep with my mom? My legs felt weak, and I leaned against a wall for support. Even an hour ago, I would have slapped myself without hesitation to snap out of it. But now... did I still have the courage to trust Mom completely?
"Was it... was it... my mom...?" My lips trembled slightly as I uttered an answer that pierced my heart.
"No, no, no, you're wrong! For you, this question is actually a multiple-choice one: YES or NO. Was it really your mom? If it were the old you, you would have answered without hesitation: NO. But now, you hesitated. The seed of doubt has sprouted and taken root in your heart. You can no longer fully trust your mom, can you?" Liu Yang looked at me as if I were prey on the brink of death.
He continued, "I gave you a hint when you entered the room. I told you the answer: 'You slept with my mom.' That day, you were with Yan Yan, that bitch. She's my stepmom now. I even asked you earlier if it felt good... Hahaha."
"The score is now 1:1! It's a tie!" Wang Mu showed no concern about losing.
Hearing this answer, I breathed a sigh of relief. The sense of relief from knowing the truth completely overshadowed the disappointment of losing this point.
"But I can also tell you, between rooms 2106 and 2107 is the shared washroom, where your Yan Yan was bent over getting fucked by you. Your mom was in 2107 that day. She came to me the day before, asking me to satisfy her sexual desires, so I found two single men online and threw a grand orgy with them in 2107~ But Teacher Sun's libido is truly impressive, her stamina is extraordinary. The three of us couldn't satisfy her at all. Rather than saying we were fucking her, it was more like Teacher Sun was draining us dry. That day, she even felt it wasn't exciting enough, so while we were fucking her, she gave you a call." Wang Mu actually sounded a bit helpless! "When we left, we gave her a little gift. Did you notice that her flesh-colored ankle socks were missing when she got home? I stuffed them into her—one in her pussy and one in her asshole."
"You motherfucker... whatever, next question." So Mom was the one who initiated it. That means as long as Mom didn't want to, no one could force her! After hearing Wang Mu's explanation, I even felt a hint of relief for Mom. Half the anger in my heart subsided, and I gave up on the idea of punching Wang Mu again. I just wanted to move on to the next question as quickly as possible.
"Don't be in such a hurry. Let me think carefully about the next game. I'll meet you here again tomorrow at noon." Wang Mu wasn't worried about losing.
I let out a long sigh. "Fine, I'll see you here tomorrow without fail." I agreed to his request. I also needed some time to calm my emotions and think about what to do next.
I muddled through the afternoon classes and returned home.
"Son, I don't feel like cooking tonight. Let's order takeout." Mom was half-lying on the sofa, playing with her phone, still wearing that serious expression.
"Mm..." I looked at my mom's profile. When did you become like this? Why did you become like this? Which version of you is the real one—the you now, or the you like that?
"Mom, do you know Wang Mu?" I sat down beside her and asked.
"Wang Mu? Isn't he Auntie Yan's son? Why are you suddenly bringing him up?" Mom seemed quite surprised by my question, even a little flustered.
"Nothing, I just saw him hanging out with Liu Yang today, so I wanted to ask how much you know about him." I said casually.
"I'm not very familiar with him... I don't really know much either." Mom avoided my gaze.
"Aren't you and Auntie Yan close friends? Hasn't she mentioned him to you?" I pressed on.
"Ah... Auntie Yan said her son is very smart, very well-behaved, and gets excellent grades." Mom seemed to be grasping for words, brushing me off.
"Okay, I get it. I'm not really interested in him either, just asking. Don't worry, Mom." I didn't want to embarrass her, so I quickly ended the conversation.
After dinner, I lay in bed thinking about everything that happened today and my earlier speculations.
"Did I not notice?" I asked myself.
"How could I not have noticed? You just didn't want to admit it." I answered myself.
I didn't sleep a wink all night...
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