Widows and Little White Flowers

When it comes to widows, the most famous one that men fantasize about is Xia Ji, although she wasn't a widow her whole life.

The "Biographies of Exemplary Women" states: Xia Ji was beautiful, which led to the destruction of the state of Chen, the expulsion of two high officials, the misrule of King Zhuang of Chu, and the downfall of Wu Chen. Zi Fan regretted his actions and was afraid, and the Shen clan was divided.

Killing three husbands, a ruler, and a son; destroying a country and two ministers... This is the Records of the Grand Historian left by Xia Ji. However, while Xia Ji was indeed a womanizer, it is a bit excessive to attribute many reasons such as the destruction of the country and the family to her. Born in a chaotic world, and possessing unparalleled beauty, there were not many ways for her to survive.

Liu Xiang's statement that Wu Chen "brought chaos and disorder" is utterly shameless. It was Wu Chen himself who took the initiative to say he wanted to marry Xia Ji. The author of the biography should have just recorded it honestly. Why did he have to accuse someone else of bringing chaos and disorder? Did he think he was writing a story?

Most historical stories are either fabricated or deceptive.

Liu Chang'an had never experienced Xia Ji's charm, but he could tell from the actions of these men.

While men naturally desire their wives to remain chaste and faithful, they are also prone to coveting women like Xia Ji. Does this echo Ah Q's famous line, "If a monk can touch it, why can't I?"

Liu Chang'an thought for a moment, then continued turning the pages of the book, saying casually, "Your great-grandmother was a lovely young girl, but she couldn't be described as young and beautiful anymore, could she?"

"You're so heartless. My great-grandmother had a romantic affair with you when she was young," Zhu Juntang said with dissatisfaction.

"That's not true."

"Whether you admit it or not is irrelevant." Zhu Juntang didn't care, lifting her skirt and pointing towards Baolong Center. "My mother is also a widow... And wouldn't a strong and ruthless woman like her be more challenging for you? Only a woman with her sharp mind and deep cunning would be more suitable to live with you. As a Longevity or a superhuman, do you really prefer innocent, Little White girls? Shouldn't you be pursuing inner qualities? A woman like my mother has beauty, a great figure, depth, and talent—she's absolutely the perfect choice for home, life, companionship, and cooperation."

Liu Chang'an had finished reading the book and handed it to Zhu Juntang, then crossed his arms and looked at Zhu Juntang.

"Absolutely perfect." Zhu Juntang clasped her hands together, holding the book to her chest, with an expression that said, "You should have nothing to say about this."

"I find this strange."

What's strange?

"Qin Peng sent Qin Yanan here, and now Qin Yanan wants to introduce you to me, and you want to introduce your mother to me. Why don't we guess who your mother will introduce to me this time?" Liu Chang'an's lips curled up slightly.

Zhu Juntang chuckled; what he said was indeed quite amusing.

"You people are just too self-important, or you completely fail to understand who you're dealing with." Liu Chang'an finally revealed a cold smile. "Where does your confidence come from that you think I'd be interested in someone you deem suitable?"

There was still some lingering affection and friendliness from past friendships, but it should be kept within limits. A fleeting cold smile crossed Liu Chang'an's lips as he patted Zhu Juntang's head. "Let's go back."

Zhu Juntang turned around and walked away step by step. Liu Chang'an's cold laugh at that moment made her legs feel weak, as if she had suddenly found herself hanging on the edge of a cliff while running!

As Zhu Juntang left the residential area, she seemed to have broken free from the oppressive web of her aura. She got into her bulletproof Mercedes, wiped her forehead, picked up a glass of water, and drank it all in one gulp, completely abandoning her usual elegant, sipped manner.

Liu Chang'an usually looks like a round panda. Although you know he is a strong member of the bear family, he always looks harmless. However, he still has sharp claws like a scalpel, a fierce bite force, and a powerful burst of strength.

Grandma would never support her dealing with Liu Chang'an, so wasn't her attitude towards Liu Chang'an a bit too reckless? Zhu Juntang came to her senses and realized that she should be more vigilant in the future and not be fooled by his lazy and casual appearance into forgetting that he was a superpowered person.

Finally, it was quiet. Liu Chang'an went to play cards under the grape trellis.

Ye Sijin, Qin Peng, and Su Mei are all skilled at playing cards, with Su Mei being particularly adept at mahjong...

In the chilly winter, the house was warm with a fireplace burning. Ye Sijin and Su Mei had both taken off their fur shawls, wearing only short-sleeved dresses, adding a touch of spring to the sweltering air. Qin Peng was frantic, single-mindedly calculating how much he could win back in the remaining time. They had agreed that Su Mei would donate a thousand times the amount of chips he won from the accounts to him to buy grain and pay his salary. Young Master Ye leisurely held Ye Sijin's soft, warm little hand under the table, sending her a "cannon" (a symbol of good fortune) to put her mind at ease. At this moment, Su Xiaocui brought over a bottle of what was then a rather luxurious vintage red wine... He remembered Qin Peng holding the wine glass, reluctantly asking if he could not drink it and give him the money instead.

He won't get drunk or poisoned, but his emotions and physical reactions can be affected by certain things.

What happened next... let's not talk about it. Liu Chang'an looked at the old men and women playing cards in front of him, and finally squeezed in to grab a spot.

While he was playing cards, Qin Yanan called to ask about his college entrance exam.

"There's a minor issue with my Chinese essay, but it's not my fault. The examiner might misunderstand and think it's off-topic. As for English, it depends on the examiner's mood. If they think I'm just letting loose, there's nothing I can do. My combined science and math essays are fine," Liu Chang'an answered truthfully. "Anyway, I feel good about it."

"What's the use of feeling good? I heard your grades are pretty good, so even if you're a little off, it's not a big deal," Qin Yanan said nonchalantly.

"Thank you, but it's not necessary." Liu Chang'an was quite confident; he had a total score of 750 points, and even if he spent some, he would still have some left over.

Which school are you planning to apply to?

"Xiangtan University."

Why Xiangtan University?

"The girl I like will apply to Xiangtan University."

Qin Yanan chuckled lightly, said nothing, and hung up the phone. He really was a womanizer. But that little girl named An Nuan seemed quite lucky. It seemed there was no hope for Zhu Juntang; her little cousin was clearly not buying into Zhu Juntang's "fairy" act.

Liu Chang'an played cards until 11 PM, then went to bed. He checked his messages and saw an unfamiliar number. "Sorry for being so intrusive today."

Without a doubt, this was sent by Zhu Juntang. Liu Chang'an did not reply, and then saw another message.

See you tomorrow... Goodnight. By the way, how much taller have you grown?

"Why don't you try standing on your tiptoes tomorrow?"

Liu Chang'an replied to the message, but An Nuan was probably asleep, so Liu Chang'an also went to sleep.