Although this new yet-to-be-released "Ling Ya Zhenpin · Ningzhi" stockings have industry-leading anti-snagging performance, she is still extra careful for fear of causing any scars.
As time passed, this simple act of taking off stockings made Xia Ling feel unprecedented humiliation.
Finally, Xia Ling took the stockings that she had taken off and carefully checked to make sure they were intact. Then she wrapped them in paper towels from the bathroom and put them aside. Then she lifted up her hip-covering skirt, used the skirt to cover her beautiful buttocks with only her panties left, and then tucked the hem of her silk satin shirt into the skirt.
When everything was over, she finally took a deep breath, put on her high heels again, forced herself to straighten her back, pushed open the stall door, and walked out of the bathroom.
However, after taking off her stockings and wearing 10cm stiletto heels, her first step out of the bathroom made her feel unprecedented shame. The legs that were originally wrapped in gray silk were now naked, looking particularly dazzling under the light of the crystal chandelier in the restaurant.
She forced herself to show her usual momentum, her smooth feet trying to adapt to the feeling of not being protected by stockings, and walked step by step towards the dining table by the window. Without the cover of stockings, her fair and jade-like skin was directly exposed to the air. Every step made her feel more uncomfortable, as if the eyes of the world were focused on her bare legs.
When passing by the bar, the waiter who had been standing at the door to greet guests clearly recognized Xia Ling, an impressive beauty. His eyes unconsciously moved down and stayed for a long time on her smooth, white and jade-like slender legs.
Mom felt the waiter's gaze, but she could only pretend to be calm. The light from the crystal lamp hit her legs from different angles. The luster that had been softened by the gray silk became particularly dazzling at this moment.
The slender legs she was proud of became the biggest shame at this moment. As she passed the two dining areas, the whispers of several female guests reached her ears.
Generally speaking, when going out to some special occasions, women either wear pants or stockings. This is basic etiquette, and the same is true for the female customers dining in this French restaurant. None of them have bare legs.
Mom's steps paused slightly, but she still forced herself to move forward.
She could feel her cheeks getting hot, and her beautiful legs without stockings looked increasingly pale and helpless under the light. The short distance of twenty meters felt like a century to Xia Ling.
When she finally returned to the dining table, she saw Wang Xiong's eyes shining with excitement, and the humiliation in her heart deepened again.
With trembling hands, Xia Ling handed the wrapped gray silk to Wang Xiong, but Wang Xiong did not accept it. Instead, he tilted his head and looked at Xia Ling's delicate face with a playful expression.
"Aunt Xia, it's not okay to be so cold." Wang Xiong licked his lips, "Say something nice to make me happy."
Mom bit her red lips, her phoenix eyes outlined by exquisite eye makeup trembling slightly. She took a deep breath and said in a voice so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Please... please accept it."
Wang Xiong raised his chin proudly: "Louder, I can't hear you. What about the title? Why are you not polite at all? It's obviously too early for you to call me master, so you should call me Brother Xiong."
"What?" Mom's eyes were filled with humiliation and her voice was filled with disbelief.
Wang Xiong's tone contained a hint of threat: "Didn't you hear? I said my name is Brother Xiong!"
Looking at Wang Xiong's wretched face, and then looking around, with eyes that seemed to be missing the guests floating over, Xia Ling just wanted to end this nightmare scene as soon as possible.
"Xiong...Brother Xiong, please accept it!" Mom raised her voice, with a hint of sobs in her voice.
"Hey, that's right!"
Wang Xiong took the stockings, threw away the paper towel wrapped on the spot, unfolded them carelessly, and started playing with them carefully under the bright lights of the restaurant.
He put the stockings on his face, took a deep breath, and let out a sickening laugh: "Tsk, tsk, it still carries Aunt Xia's body temperature and fragrance."
Then he deliberately unfolded the crotch of the stockings, took another deep breath into the crotch, and said, "Even here it smells good...it's amazing!"
After some obscene play in front of Xia Ling, he took out his mobile phone, first took a few photos of the stockings, and seemed to send them to a certain WeChat group. Then he pressed the voice button and deliberately raised his volume: "Brothers, look, Xiaowei's mother gave me a gift. This is the gray stockings she just took off, and they are still warm! This high-ranking female CEO is obediently listening to me now."
The group immediately exploded, with obscene comments popping up one after another:
"Brother Xiong is awesome!"
"I want to play with such a sexy mature woman!"
"Let her put on stockings and dance for us!"
Wang Xiong proudly held the phone in front of Xia Ling, and the dirty conversations on the screen kept refreshing.
"Aunt Xia, look what my little brother said? You are now an internet celebrity in our class."
Mom looked away, but her delicately painted pretty face was already red.
Her bare legs looked particularly dazzling under the bright lights of the restaurant. The once noble and elegant female CEO's temperament was gone, leaving only naked humiliation.
I hid in a corner not far away and watched this suffocating scene.
Xia Ling who was usually graceful and elegant, exuding mature charm in every gesture, now had to humble herself in front of a boy as old as her own son. And I, this cowardly son, could do nothing but cry silently in the dark.
I know that all this stems from the dark history of my parents when they started their business.
The truth about Zhang Ming's death was like a sword of Damocles hanging over Xia Ling's head, forcing her to compromise in front of Wang Xiong. But I didn't even dare to ask, for fear that knowing the truth would make Xia Ling even more vulnerable.