“Oh, if being handsome is a crime, then I’ve committed an egregious one. If being stylish is a mistake, then I’ve made it again and again. Being a handsome guy is so damn stressful…”
By the small river outside Taiping Village, Taiping Town, Chen Xuan lowered his head, admiring his youthful, somewhat delicate face reflected in the water with a narcissistic expression.
He even struck a cool pose, then looked around. Seeing no one, he relieved himself with a gush.
Just as he finished, a woman in her forties, carrying a hoe, approached with a girl of sixteen or seventeen. Seeing this, Chen Xuan immediately pulled up his pants as if they were precious, and greeted the newcomers enthusiastically: “Aunt Wang, going to the fields? Oh, Xiao Ying is here too. Let me help you with your work.”
Seeing that it was this little rascal, Aunt Wang immediately quickened her pace: “Oh, it’s Chen Xuan. No need.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Aunt Wang pulled the young girl along and was almost out of sight.
“Damn, am I really that scary? I only peeked at your Xiao Ying bathing last time!” Chen Xuan grumbled under his breath, then walked towards Taiping Village, cursing.
“Xiao Ying, stay away from that little rascal from now on, understand?” On the road not far away, Aunt Wang cautioned her vibrant daughter. That little rascal was the bane of Taiping Village; which girl hadn’t been tricked by him into holding hands or a little kiss?
So young, yet even more eager than those Yemen.
Several times, he even led the little Wawa from the village to form a group to peek at Widow Wang bathing, then he’d slip away, leaving those little Wawa to be beaten soundly by Widow Wang.
Therefore, in Taiping Village, Chen Xuan was definitely one of the most unpopular people.
However, this guy had two Shiniangs as beautiful as celestial beings. Not only were they beautiful, but one was also skilled in medicine; for any illness, big or small, the villagers had to ask for her help. The other was also extraordinary; seemingly delicate, three or five big men couldn't get close to her. Over the years, almost all the old bachelors in the village who had tried to flirt with them had been beaten up.
Because of this, although the people of Taiping Village disliked Chen Xuan, they generally turned a blind eye. They just avoided him when they saw him.
On the way back to the village, Chen Xuan looked at the admission letter in his hand and said to himself with a grin, “Dongling University. Although it’s not a top-tier institution in Tianchao Country, it’s still pretty good. My two Shiniangs should like it.”
No sooner had he spoken than he slipped on the muddy road and fell, and a stone on the ground tore his crotch!
Chen Xuan was startled. He quickly got up and frantically checked himself down there. It was fine if his pants were torn, but he absolutely couldn't have his balls punctured.
“Good, still there…” He wiped a bead of cold sweat from his forehead.
Before long, Chen Xuan returned home. He and his two Shiniangs lived at the end of Taiping Village, also in a mud-brick house. Most of the dozens of households in Taiping Village lived in similar houses.
“First Master Mother, Second Shiniang, I’m back!” He shouted into the house.
“What are you yelling for? Do you think This old lady is deaf?” As she spoke, a woman who appeared to be in her thirties walked out of the house. She was dressed simply, with her long hair casually tied on top of her head. She was tall, about 1.75 meters, but her face was stunning, capable of toppling nations. Even without makeup, she was far more beautiful than the female celebrities on television.
To see such a national treasure-level beauty in a remote mountain village was definitely rarer than a giant panda.
The woman’s name was Lin Su Yi, thirty years old this year, and she was Chen Xuan’s First Master Mother.
Chen Xuan grinned ingratiatingly, “First Master Mother, I was just afraid you two were bathing inside, so I wanted to let you know first.”
“Get lost, do you think This old lady is Widow Wang? As if I’d let a little thief like you peek at me bathing.” Lin Su Yi rolled her eyes at him, then said, “Didn’t you go to get your admission letter? Let me see it.”
Chen Xuan handed the admission letter to Lin Su Yi.
“Dongling University…” Lin Su Yi frowned. Chen Xuan quickly explained, “Shiniang, wasn’t I afraid of being too far from you two? Dongling University is right here in our Jiangzhou, so I can often come back to visit my two Shiniangs.”
Lin Su Yi remained silent. Chen Xuan was a little uneasy. Although he was fearless in the village, he was instinctively a little afraid of his two beautiful Shiniangs.
After a long pause, Lin Su Yi finally said, “Dongling University is good. You happen to have a marriage engagement in Eastern Mausoleum. This time, you can go and meet her. Also, your Ninth Shiniang is also in Eastern Mausoleum…”
“Ninth Shiniang is in Eastern Mausoleum!” Chen Xuan’s eyes lit up. Besides his First Master Mother and Second Shiniang, he had never met his other seven Shiniangs. However, his First Master Mother and Second Shiniang often spoke of the other seven Shiniangs, saying they were all as beautiful as celestial beings, capable of toppling nations.
He heard that Ninth Shiniang was a businesswoman with billions in assets, Eighth Shiniang (Eighth Master's Wife) was a big star famous throughout Tianchao Country, and Seventh Shiniang, though young, was the director of Tianchao Country’s Special Task Force. Among them, Sixth Shiniang was the most learned, a professor at a certain university in Tianchao Country.
As for Fifth Shiniang, he heard she was of royal descent, but he heard very little about her.
And Fourth Shiniang and Third Shiniang (Martial Aunt), Chen Xuan seemed to have never heard anything about them, making them very mysterious!
Thinking of this, Chen Xuan felt a sense of anticipation.
Lin Su Yi threw the admission letter back to Chen Xuan, walked into the house, and said, “Decided? Then get out tomorrow. Save yourself from harming the young girls in the village.”
“So soon…” Chen Xuan looked at Lin Su Yi’s slender back with a mournful expression.
“What, little thief, are you perhaps reluctant to leave us two beautiful Shiniangs?” After Lin Su Yi went inside, another woman walked out. She was petite, about 1.7 meters tall, and leaned lazily against the mud-brick house door. Her eyes, full of alluring charm, were the bane of any male creature on earth; one glance would make a person fall into their depths.
This was Chen Xuan’s Second Shiniang, Zhao Nanchu. But don’t let her petite figure, like a budding delicate flower, fool you; her martial arts skills were absolutely proportional to her stunning beauty, always enough to send shivers down Chen Xuan’s spine.
Watching the woman’s smiling eyes, Chen Xuan swallowed, immediately stepped back, and, covering his crotch, said cautiously, “Second Shiniang, what do you want to do?”
