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"Why do I feel like you're deceiving me?" Qian Renxue stared intently at Xu Ran, her heart pounding. If what Xu Ran said was true, this indeed was a great opportunity to overtake others on the curve."
Qian Renxue had always been proud and aloof, but she let her guard down only in front of Xu Ran.
The competitive her always brooded over the fact that she met Xu Ran later than the other women. Because she met Xu Ran later, she figured she would have a hard time raising her head among his many women if she married him. By the time she started her relationship with Xu Ran, the number of women by his side had already exceeded five.
If family status was to be determined by who had children first, then she wasn't too slow. Being in good health, she might be able to get ahead in that regard.
Out of the blue, Qian Renxue thought of a phrase: "Nobility through one's children."
If that were the case, she really couldn't refuse.
"Am I the kind of person whose words count for nothing?" Xu Ran touched his nose. He, Xu Ran, had always been an honest and trustworthy good citizen.
"Ahem, the sky was just too dark at that time, right? I didn't see it, plus the road was too wet, too slippery," said Xu Ran with a smile. It wasn't his fault, after all—the road was damp and slippery for driving.
"But I'm not lying to you this time. In a few days, I'll talk to Xiaowu and the others as well. It'll be fair and just, and it will prevent you all from fighting and squabbling later." Don't look at how harmoniously Xiaowu and the others are getting along now; that's because they haven't formally married Xu Ran yet, so there's no hierarchy among them.
Once they get married and have children, even the seating order at dinner will change.
Xu Ran, however, was open-minded—it didn't matter to him, all his women were his darlings, and he would treat them equally. But Qian Renxue and the others surely wouldn't think that way. For their interests, the proud women would inevitably clash.
All under heaven is in utter chaos; all strive for profit.
Even the most magnanimous person cares about certain things—faith, culture, wealth, beauty. Some who neither covet wealth nor indulge in lust, may yet quarrel bitterly over beliefs and culture. The so-called magnanimous people only seem that way because they care for different things than the masses and therefore do not compete with them, appearing more gracious.
On other matters, Qian Renxue and the others were very open-minded—they never fought over Immortal Herbs, treasures, or soul bones; they didn't even care. What they cared about was Xu Ran, naturally desiring to fight for his love.
It was like Xiaowu and Zhu Qing: Xu Ran first fell in love with Zhu Qing, but Xiaowu became his first woman. With the profits not clearly divided, gaps were bound to arise.
"Hehe, that's good. Then I'll follow whatever you say from now on. I love you to death." Qian Renxue jumped up, clinging to Xu Ran like an octopus, and pecked him hard on the face.
Excited, she had long since thrown any demure ladylike demeanor out of her mind.
"You'll do everything I say?" Xu Ran looked at Qian Renxue with a mischievous smile; he hadn't expected this move to work so well. It seemed that nothing should be forced; intelligence was the way to win.
"Hmm. As long as you're not too excessive, you can give up that idea," Qian Renxue whispered, lowering her head. After all, there was only one way to have a child, and she wouldn't let Xu Ran play any other tricks.
"Uh..."
Xu Ran was bewildered and didn't know whether to be happy or sad. He had thought that with Qian Renxue opening up to him, he would be able to lead a happy life. But now it seemed all other possibilities had been cut off.
"Xue'er, I think there's still a chance to remedy this..." Xu Ran cleared his throat, ready to educate Qian Renxue with some other knowledge.
"I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it. Come on, let's go shopping in Spirit City," Qian Renxue said, pulling Xu Ran towards the outside, closing her ears to his corrupt words. She was almost becoming a dirty girl from listening to him talk about those things every day.
Originally, she was a Seraph, supposed to be pure and holy, and she really was like that at first. But under Xu Ran's influence, her thoughts gradually became less pure. Things she previously thought she couldn't do, Xu Ran had somehow made her do them.
"Okay." Xu Ran readily agreed—after all, there was nothing else to do at the moment.
It was perfect timing for shopping, and perhaps he could buy Qian Renxue some nice clothes, like an ultra-short skirt.
The streets of Spirit City were even livelier than those of Tiandou City. Spirit City was the true center of the Douluo Continent, at least for Soul Masters. Here, you could always feel the presence of powerful Soul Masters, something unimaginable in Tiandou City.
And because Spirit City was home to so many powerful figures, even though many people were amazed by the looks of Xu Ran and Qian Renxue—the man handsome and dashing, the woman devastatingly beautiful like a delicate flower—those people only dared to watch from a distance. With so many mighty individuals in Spirit City, they had the sense to recognize that Xu Ran and Qian Renxue were not to be trifled with.
"Xu Ran, do you think this dress looks nice?" Qian Renxue took a black dress with golden embroidery off the rack and measured it on herself, facing the large floor mirror, and she became even more pleased with it.
Since coming back from Tiandou City, she had gotten used to wearing women's clothes.
However, it was her first time really shopping like a true girl, and upon seeing all kinds of novel items, the shopping gene ingrained in her bones was instantly awakened.
"It looks nice, you look beautiful in anything you wear. It would look even better if it were a little shorter," said Xu Ran, sitting on a bench nearby, hands behind his head, legs crossed in ease, leisurely admiring Qian Renxue's beauty.
Qian Renxue was naturally beautiful, and wearing a black and gold dress accentuated her charm in a different way. Born with natural beauty, even if dressed in rough homespun, she would still look attractive.
It's just that, if the skirt were a little shorter, her beautiful legs would be displayed. Qian Renxue did indeed have lovely legs—not as good as Xiaowu's, but certainly top quality.
"Vulgar." Seeing the look in Xu Ran's eyes, Qian Renxue gave him a disdainful glance.
There wasn't a good man among them. Day in and day out, their minds were filled with nothing but those thoughts, knowing only how to bother her. She couldn't understand how Xu Ran, with only those thoughts, could cultivate so quickly; it truly baffled her.
Despite verbally rejecting the idea, Qian Renxue was still seriously picking out an ultra-short skirt from the shelf.
Men die for those who appreciate them, women dress for those who adore them.
Especially now knowing she had a chance to become the Chief of the Harem, Qian Renxue was very happy. Even if her womb was not competitive enough and she was a bit late in bearing children, there was still a chance to be among the top three.
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