The Woman with Exaggerated Chest Muscles

At the Feng Family's grand mansion, the Feng family butler greeted them. Lu Cheng chatted and laughed with him, while Lu Yuan was there to bolster his courage, determined to remain silent if possible and be a pure tool.

Following the butler to the garden, they sat in a pavilion. The butler excused himself, and soon servants brought snacks.

In the backyard, Feng Yuan and his wife were comforting Feng Rongrong. The sixteen-year-old girl was beautiful, with curved willow eyebrows, almond eyes, a jade nose, and cherry lips. Her skin was fair, and she stood tall and graceful.

But at this moment, she was weeping softly, wiping tears with a handkerchief.

"Sigh, child, you're already sixteen, a grown woman, it's time to get married. Your mother was already raising your eldest brother at sixteen. The Lu Family, though not as prominent as our Feng Family, is still respectable. Lu Cheng is handsome and capable. You definitely won't suffer if you marry him," her mother said softly, trying to comfort her.

Feng Rongrong cried, "Mother, letting me marry someone I've never met is worse than letting me die."

Feng Yuan was a bit annoyed. "Who said you have to marry immediately? He's coming today. I've spoken with his father. After you two get acquainted, you can get married in a month or two. Besides, it's the parents' decree and the matchmaker's words. How can you refuse just because you want to?"

Feng Rongrong had been pampered since childhood and had a gentle disposition. However, she inexplicably loved reading storybooks and was obsessed with tales of knights-errant rescuing damsels in distress. She fantasized about marrying a knight-errant one day and was unwilling to let her parents choose her husband.

Actually, Lu Cheng wasn't the son-in-law Feng Yuan was most satisfied with.

But among the second-generation rich in Lingbao County whose families were comparable to the Feng Family, they were either profligate scions who bullied the weak and oppressed the common people or debauched fellows who frequented brothels.

Even if there were suitable candidates, they were either already married or their families were wealthier than the Feng Family.

After much consideration, only Lu Cheng seemed suitable. He was upright, capable, and unlike those other second-generation rich individuals, he wasn't addicted to the pleasures of the flesh or spending his days with prostitutes.

"Listen to your mother and get acquainted with Lu Cheng first. If you really dislike him, I'll risk my reputation and apologize to Lu Longjing."

Feng Rongrong's eyes darted, and she pouted.

"Alright, but Eldest Sister has to go with me."

Feng Yuan glanced at Feng Xixi, who was standing nearby, and nodded. "Alright."

Looking at his eldest daughter, he sighed inwardly.

Why did his second and third daughters inherit their mother's petite physique, while his eldest daughter inherited his own?

With such an ungraceful physique, who would possibly fancy her?

"Eldest Brother, have you met this Feng Rongrong?" Lu Yuan asked, casually popping a pastry into his mouth.

Lu Cheng's mind was elsewhere. He shook his head. "No, I haven't. I have heard of her sister, though. I heard her sister, Feng Xixi, has an ungraceful physique. Feng Yuan arranged several marriages for her, but the suitors were all disgusted after meeting her."

"That shows how ugly Feng Xixi must be. If the elder sister is like that, how good can the younger sister be?"

Lu Yuan suddenly understood. "No wonder you're so resistant."

Lu Cheng snorted coldly. "Father also said Feng Rongrong is extremely beautiful. Anyone with a brain can tell that's just to fool me. Who would believe that? Anyway, if Feng Rongrong is unbearably ugly, I'll never agree. My wife, even if not beautiful, cannot be too ugly. At the very least, she should be ordinary."

"They're here," Lu Yuan suddenly said.

Lu Cheng immediately stood up, a practiced smile appearing on his face as he walked out of the pavilion. "Uncle Feng, Aunt, it's been a long time. You both look as elegant as ever."

"Hahaha, Lu Cheng, you've become even more handsome. I truly envy your father for having such a good son."

Feng Yuan chuckled as he walked over. "Come, come, let me introduce you. This is my second daughter, Feng Rongrong. Rongrong, this is my eldest daughter, Feng Xixi. And this is Lu Cheng."

"Uncle Feng, Aunt, this is my second brother, Lu Yuan..."

Lu Cheng's gaze fell upon Feng Rongrong, and he was instantly stunned.

He had absolutely not expected Feng Rongrong to be such a delicate and beautiful woman. Her lovely face was framed by willow-leaf eyebrows, curved in a smile, and her eyes were as agile as water. Her almond-shaped eyes held a charming allure, shining with a brightness as dazzling as spring sunlight.

Feng Rongrong also seemed surprised that the husband her father had arranged for her was a tall, well-built man with a handsome appearance. Their eyes met, and neither spoke for a long time.

Both felt the other far exceeded their expectations. As their eyes met, sparks flew.

"Well then, you two chat?"

Feng Yuan gave Lu Yuan and Lu Cheng a slight nod, exchanged a look with his wife, and turned to leave.

Lu Yuan looked at Feng Xixi, completely unable to understand why men would dislike her.

In terms of appearance, she was even more beautiful than her sister. Her willow-leaf eyebrows were like paintings, curved like a crescent moon. Her delicate eyes flickered, emitting a twinkling light like cold stars.

Her features were as picturesque as a painting, subtly imbued with emotion, as if always shrouded in a faint melancholy.

Her figure was graceful, her waist slender. As she slowly approached, her lotus steps moved lightly, a faint fragrance wafting.

But compared to her sister, she was too tall.

Her sister Feng Rongrong was about 1.6 meters tall, while she was at least 1.75 meters. She had a pair of long legs, and moreover, a generous bosom.

The aesthetics of this world were similar to ancient China, where small and delicate was considered beautiful. A woman who was tall and had a very exaggerated chest was no wonder she was disliked.

But if Feng Xixi were in modern times, she would definitely be more popular than her sister.

However, in this world, which resembled ancient China, a tall figure and exaggerated breasts were points of dislike for men.

Even her stunningly beautiful face couldn't compensate for these 'shortcomings'.

Her sister Feng Rongrong, standing beside her, appeared extremely thin and petite.

As for Lu Cheng and Feng Rongrong, they had hit it off and, disliking the two third wheels beside them, left the pavilion shoulder-to-shoulder, strolling through the garden.

Only the two third wheels remained in the pavilion, looking at each other.

"You..."

"You..."

After much deliberation, Lu Yuan was about to break the awkward atmosphere, but unexpectedly, his opening made it even more awkward.

"You go first."

"You... why were you looking at me like that just now... is it..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Feng Xixi's eyes turned red, and she lowered her head aggrievedly.

After the age of fourteen, her height surged. She grew to 1.7 meters in just one year, and another year later, she reached 1.75 meters, almost as tall as her father.

Along with her rapid growth spurt, her chest muscles also expanded dramatically. Even with loose clothing, they couldn't be concealed. Since then, she had always felt strange glances from others.

When she was sixteen, her father arranged a marriage for her. The man shook his head repeatedly after seeing her.

Within a year, her father arranged three marriages, but all of them ended without a resolution.

Gradually, rumors began to circulate outside that her physique was not good, leading everyone to believe she was an ugly monster.

When Lu Yuan stared at her just now, Feng Xixi thought it was another look of disgusted disdain. Thinking of the grievances she had suffered over the years, sorrow overwhelmed her, and tears began to fall, patter, patter.