Speaking of widows, of course, the famous Xia Ji was the one that made men fantasize the most, although she was not a widow for life.
In the Biography of the Women, it was said that Xia Ji was very beautiful. She destroyed the country and the Chen Kingdom. She chased away the two ministers, hindered the Chu Zhuang, defeated the Wu Clan, and repented.
Killing three husbands, a monarch and a son, destroying a country and two ministers … such a reputation was the historical record that Xia Ji had left behind. Although Xia Ji was a romantic, it was a little too much to blame her for the destruction of her country and the destruction of her home on her own. Born in troubled times, with her peerless beauty, there were not many ways for her to survive if she wanted to.
Liu Xiang's "Shameless Wu Chen" was a little too shameless. The one who took the initiative to say that he wanted to marry Xia Ji was Wu Chen himself. As an author of a historical chronicle, he should just record it honestly. Why did he have to say that others were shameless? Did he think he was writing a story?
Most of the historical stories were either lies or lies.
Liu Changan had never experienced Xia Ji's charm, but he knew from the actions of these men.
Although men wanted their women to remain pure and faithful, it was easy for them to covet a woman like Xia Ji. It was as Ah Q said, "The monk can touch her, but I can't."
Liu Changan thought for a while and continued flipping the pages. He said casually, "Although your great-grandmother was a cute little girl, it has nothing to do with being young and beautiful, right?"
"You are really heartless. My great-grandmother had a romantic affair with you when she was young." Zhu Juntang said unhappily.
"Nothing like that."
"It doesn't matter if you admit it or not." Zhu Juntang didn't mind. She lifted her skirt and pointed in the direction of Baolong Center. "My mother is also a widow … and a strong and fierce woman like her, isn't it more challenging for you? Only a woman with a sharp mind and a shrewd mind like her is more suitable to live with you. Don't tell me that as an immortal or a superpower user, you still like a little girl who is like a little white flower? Shouldn't you pursue more inner qualities? For a woman like my mother, she has a beautiful face, a good figure, a good depth, and a good talent. She's definitely the best choice for home, life, company, and cooperation. "
Liu Changan had already finished flipping through the book and stuffed it into Zhu Juntang's hands. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at Zhu Juntang.
"It's perfect." Zhu Juntang clasped her hands together and placed the book in front of her chest, revealing an expression that said, "You should have nothing to say."
"I'm a little curious."
"What's strange?"
"Qin Peng sent Qin Yanan to me, 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?" Liu Changan smiled.
Zhu Juntang giggled. It was really interesting to hear him say that.
"It's just that you people are too self-righteous, or don't you know who you are facing at all?" Liu Changan finally showed a trace of a sneer. "Where do you get the confidence to think that I will be interested in the person you think is suitable for me?"
It was true that there was affection and friendliness left by old friends, but it should be done in moderation. The sneer on Liu Changan's mouth disappeared in a flash. He raised his hand and patted Zhu Juntang's head. "Go back."
Zhu Juntang turned around and walked away step by step. At that moment, Liu Changan's sneer actually made her legs go weak, as if she suddenly found herself hovering on the edge of a cliff while running!
Zhu Juntang left the neighborhood, as if she had broken free from the net woven by the aura that oppressed her. She sat in her bulletproof Mercedes-Benz, wiped her forehead, picked up a glass of water, and drank it in one gulp. She did not have her usual elegant posture of sipping water.
Liu Changan was usually like a chubby panda. Even though he was known to be a strong bear, he always looked harmless. However, he still had claws that were as sharp as scalpels, a fierce bite force, and a vigorous strength when he erupted.
It was impossible for Great Grandma to support her against Liu Changan. Then, wasn't her attitude towards Liu Changan a little too unscrupulous? Zhu Juntang came back to her senses. It seemed that she had to be more vigilant in the future. She should not be fooled by his casual and lazy appearance and forget that he was a superpower user.
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Finally, it was quiet. Liu Changan went under the grape trellis to play mahjong.
Ye Sijin, Qin Peng, and Su Mei were all good at mahjong. Su Mei was especially good at mahjong …
It was a chilly winter day, and it was freezing cold. There was a fireplace in the house, and it was warm. Ye Sijin and Su Mei both took off their fur shawls and only wore short sleeves and long skirts, which added a little spring color in the hot air. Qin Peng was anxious and anxious. He was calculating how much he could get back in the remaining time. They had agreed that Su Mei would donate 1,000 times the amount of chips he won in the game to buy food from the accountant. Young Master Ye calmly held Ye Sijin's soft and warm little hand under the table and sent her out to make her feel at ease. At this time, Su Xiaocui brought a bottle of red wine that was quite luxurious at that time … He remembered that Qin Peng held the wine glass and said reluctantly that he could not drink it and give it to him in exchange for money.
He would not get drunk, nor would he be poisoned, but his emotions and physical reactions would be affected by something.
What happened later … Let's not talk about it. Liu Changan looked at the old men and women playing mahjong in front of him and finally squeezed in and grabbed a seat.
While playing mahjong, Qin Yanan called and asked him about the college entrance examination.
"There is a small problem with Chinese. Of course, it's not my problem. The marking teacher may misunderstand that the composition is off topic. English also depends on the mood of the marking teacher. If he thinks that I'm letting go of myself, then I can't do anything about it. There is no problem with comprehensive science and mathematics. "Liu Changan answered truthfully." In short, I feel good about myself. "
"What's the use of feeling good about yourself? I heard that your grades are quite good. It's not a problem if your score is really bad. "Qin Yanan said indifferently.
"Thank you, but it's not necessary." Liu Changan was still quite confident. He had a total score of 750 points. If he casually tossed around some points, he would still be rich.
"Which school are you going to apply for?"
"Shonan University."
"Why Shonan University?"
"The girl I like will apply for Shonan University."
Qin Yanan chuckled and did not say anything. She hung up the phone. He was indeed a playboy. However, that girl named An Nuan seemed to be quite lucky. It seemed that there was no hope on Zhu Juntang's side. There was no doubt that her little cousin did not fall for Zhu Juntang's "fairy" act at all.
Liu Changan played mahjong until 11 o 'clock and went back to sleep. He looked at his messages and saw an unknown number. "Sorry for being presumptuous today."
There was no doubt that this was from Zhu Juntang. Liu Changan did not reply. Then he saw another message.
"See you tomorrow … Good night. By the way, how tall have you grown?"
"Why don't you try to tiptoe tomorrow?"
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