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Chapter 713 Turning Dreams into Reality! (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)
Li Chen went straight back to Lyudmila's villa.

For him now, in Maple Leaf Territory where there is little other entertainment, conquering these charming ladies and young women is the most interesting form of entertainment.

That night, Mikhailovna tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

The next day, she first went to her youngest daughter Lyudmila, dismissed everyone else, and tactfully brought up what she had seen the previous night, her tone full of worry and admonition.

Upon hearing this, Lyudmila's pretty face instantly flushed crimson, like a ripe apple.

She felt both ashamed and secretly excited, but remembering not to reveal Li Chen's identity as the Witch Ancestor, she could only vaguely explain, "Mother, please don't overthink it. He has been kind to me, and we are truly in love."

She tried to downplay the "scandal" in her mother's eyes by using emotional appeal.

Mikhailovna felt even more frustrated seeing her youngest daughter so protective of the wizard, knowing that it would be difficult to persuade her otherwise.

So she went to her eldest daughter, Olga.

Olga, whose personality was more willful and naive than her sister's, instead adopted a devout and sacred expression after hearing her mother's worries and hints, and earnestly said:

“Mother, how could you think like that? My interaction with the Wizard was to spread the glory of the Ancestral Wizard, a sacred ritual! Only those with filthy hearts would look at sacred things with filthy eyes!”

Mikhailovna was so angry at her eldest daughter's "righteous" but distorted words that she almost fainted!
Looking at her two daughters, who seemed to have been bewitched, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness wash over her. This family was probably going to be turned upside down by that mysterious wizard!

What she didn't know was that Li Chen's biggest desire right now was to ruin her.

Just as Li Chen had predicted, Mikhailovna not only dared not publicize this shameful affair, but instead found herself in an even more embarrassing and humiliating situation.

Whenever Li Chen "rested" in Lyudmila's villa, this worried noblewoman would become like a frightened bird, pacing around the courtyard to keep watch and anxiously watching for anyone approaching.

Occasionally, when she was really worried, she would bite the bullet and go in to take a look. Each time, she would hurriedly retreat with her face flushed and her heart racing. The absurd scene she glimpsed in her mind made her feel both ashamed and indignant, and she also felt a strange stimulation of being coerced by a powerful force.

Today was no different. As night deepened, Mikhailovna paced restlessly along the garden path outside the villa. The evening breeze caressed her voluptuous figure, but could not dispel the anxiety and complexity between her brows.

Just then, the appearance of a figure made her heart skip a beat. It was her son-in-law, Olga's nominal husband, Leonid.

Leonid was fairly handsome, but unfortunately he was a son-in-law of the Shuysky family and had no status in the family. He had to be subservient to his in-laws every day.

Especially in front of his stunningly beautiful yet independent wife Olga, he was humbled to the point of being insignificant, and even their marital relations depended on Olga's mood, often remaining just out of reach.

Living surrounded by beautiful women in a family every day, yet only able to watch others become widows, one can only imagine the torment of such a life.

Lately, Olga has been busy spreading the so-called "Witch Ancestor Teachings" during the day, and at night she always stays in her sister Lyudmila's yard, and almost never takes the initiative to look for him.

Leonid was filled with doubts, mixed with the disappointment of being neglected and the restlessness of his body. Finally, he could not restrain himself and decided to come and check out the area near Lyudmila's courtyard.

He spotted his mother-in-law, Mikhailovna, standing there from afar, her familiar and alluring figure.

Every time Leonid saw his still-attractive, voluptuous mother-in-law, a secret, forbidden fire of desire would rise uncontrollably within him, but on the surface, he had to maintain absolute respect. He quickly stepped forward, bowed slightly, and asked humbly, "Mom, what are you doing here? Are you here to see Olga too?"

His gaze involuntarily swept quickly over Mikhailovna's figure, which appeared even more alluring in the night, and his throat felt a little dry.

Mikhailovna was startled by his sudden appearance and cursed inwardly at this clueless son-in-law for coming at such an inopportune time.

She quickly composed herself, forcing a slightly stiff but serious expression, and said in a low voice, "Leonid? What are you doing here? Olga was frightened the other day and is seeking peace and comfort from her sister. She needs to rest! This is none of your business. Go back and rest, and don't disturb them!"

Her tone was authoritative and left no room for argument.

Within this family, Mikhailovna's words were commands that Leonid had to obey.

Leonid dared not ask any more questions, much less disobey, and quickly lowered his head, replying, "Yes, Mother, I'll go back right away."

He obediently turned and left, but in that instant, he couldn't help but secretly glance back, greedily taking another look at his mother-in-law's voluptuous and sexy back, which appeared particularly plump and sexy in the moonlight, and sighed inwardly.

He knew that when he returned to that cold, makeshift bed tonight, his dreams would likely revolve around his unattainable mother-in-law once again.

Over the years, he had become accustomed to seeking solace in such humble fantasies.

On his way back to his secluded cottage, Leonid "luckily" ran into his sister-in-law Valentina.

Valentina was also beautiful and had a graceful figure, but she was known for her sharp and mean personality.

Seeing the dejected Leonid, she curled her lips into a mocking smile and said mercilessly, "Oh, isn't this our 'honored son-in-law'? What, kicked out by that lady again? How pitiful, having such a beautiful wife by your side, yet unable to even enter the room, only able to drool over her from afar?"

Because once, Leonid looked at Valentina with that kind of look, which made Valentina very unhappy. Ever since then, she has liked to provoke Leonid in that way.

Leonid blushed with embarrassment and indignation, but dared not refute her. He could only lower his head further and humbly admit his mistake: "Sister-in-law is right. I was useless."

He practically fled in terror amidst Valentina's disdainful laughter.

Valentina's sharp yet beautiful face, and the slight rise and fall of her chest when she speaks her venomous words, will probably become part of his twisted fantasies in his dreams tonight.

In fact, what Leonid longed for most deep down was naturally his beautiful and pure wife, Olga.

That was the moonlight he saw every day, yet could never touch; it was the source of all his pain and desire.

He never dreamed that the wife he longed for and could never have was right there in the courtyard he had just left, willingly and even devoutly giving everything to another man.

He, the husband in name only, didn't even have the right to step into that courtyard. He could only humbly covet those women who would never belong to him in his own fantasy world.

Two courtyards belonging to the same family, yet different things happen. The people in one courtyard can only dream, while Li Chen in the other courtyard can turn Leonid's dreams into reality.

(End of this chapter)