"..."
Xiao Lang's mouth twitched. He looked awkwardly at Xiao Yan beside him, who was staring at him with a strange expression, then rubbed his nose and said, "Ahem, accident. Just an accident."
"No, Third Brother, exactly how many respectable women have you ruined in Qingshan Town?" Xiao Yan could not help asking curiously.
"Listen to yourself. Do you think your Third Brother is that kind of person?" Xiao Lang shot Xiao Yan an annoyed glare, then strode forward. "I ruin them even if they aren't respectable women."
"..."
Watching that shameless back, so proud of itself, Xiao Yan was speechless. Why did no girls like an Honest Person like him?
Did Honest People deserve to be single?
"What? My Xiao Lang is back?"
"Get lost! Xiao Lang is clearly mine!"
"What are you two talking about? You two old ladies should look at yourselves. Your sons are already old enough to run errands, and you're still competing with us for Brother Xiao Lang. Aren't you ashamed?"
"What does a little girl like you know? Older sisters know how to care for people!"
"That's right! I can divorce my husband for Xiao Lang!"
"Um, Grandma Liu, you're already over seventy. Why are you squeezing in with everyone else? Be careful not to get hurt!"
"What do you know? A woman three thousand years older becomes an immortal!"
"..."
The moment they heard that Xiao Lang had returned to Qingshan Town, countless women swarmed over and packed the entrance to the town.
"..."
Looking at the frenzied scene before him, as though they were in a marketplace, Xiao Yan could not help sucking in a cold breath. His Third Brother really was something else—even women nearing eighty were not spared.
Still, this scene really resembled those scenes from his previous life,