Chapter 301: Chapter 301 Once a day, a day for once_1

In TianDu City, within a villa of the Dong Family.

Mo Shaoyun, Xiao Nan, Zhu Qing, Zhu Yan, Li Peichi—the five women, were taken aback as they saw Zhang Xian bringing along three beauties.

What is this man up to? Is he trying to defy heavens? There are seven in total, right?

"I... I think I should go back!" Wen Yulan picked up Yueyue, gathered her luggage, and prepared to leave.

"Don’t leave." Zhang Xian pulled Wen Yulan back and smilingly said to Mo Shaoyun and the other women, "Ladies, these three sisters will be staying here for a while, I hope you don’t mind."

Mo Shaoyun’s face was as cold as frost that never melts, and the room seemed to have gotten several degrees colder.

She previously led Wen Yulan and Duan Hong to Tiandu, and now, he was bringing people directly to their home. She wondered if she had been too accommodating; Zhang Xian was getting more and more lawless.

Although she and Zhang Xian hadn’t been intimate yet, she was technically his fiancée and the woman he intended to marry.

Why was this guy continuously bringing women back home?

Zhang Xian knew that Mo Shaoyun was genuinely angry and hurt, though he didn’t offer any explanations.

These were extraordinary times, and he knew that bringing people here would upset Mo Shaoyun, but he had no other choice. The consequences of mishandling two innate martial artists weren’t fun; he couldn’t afford any mistakes.

"Zhang Xian, what on earth are you doing?" Zhu Qing asked angrily.

Zhang Xian looked at Zhu Qing and said, "Well, Qingqing, I just want them to stay here for a few days."

"Why?" Zhu Qing asked.

Zhang Xian wiped his nose and said, "No reason, just for a few days."

"I don’t mind." Mo Shaoyun abruptly stood up, saying, "Sister Nan, let’s pack our things and head back to Yanjing immediately."

Xiao Nan was surprised, "Wait, Shaoyun, are you joking? We’re going back now? Didn’t you mention we’re leaving on the 28th? We still have several days to spare!"

Mo Shaoyun glanced at Zhang Xian and turned to head upstairs.

Xiao Nan shook her head with a wry smile and quickly followed.

Zhu Qing stood up as she saw Mo Shaoyun leaving, "Yan Yan, will you come back to Yantai with me?"

"Ah... Sister, you’re leaving too?" Zhu Yan asked.

Zhu Qing gave Zhang Xian a glare, pulled Zhu Yan, and headed upstairs. "We were going to go back sooner or later, does it matter if we go a few days earlier and have some fun? We’re apparently not wanted here anyways!"

Seeing that Mo Shaoyun, Xiao Nan, Zhu Qing, and Zhu Yan were all leaving, Zhang Xian felt somewhat aggrieved.

Knowing that he couldn’t persuade them, he helplessly dialed Director Zheng’s number, "Director Zheng, I need your help."

"Young Master Zhang, what can I help you with?"

Zhang Xian walked to one side with his phone and said, "Mo Shaoyun is returning to Yanjing, Zhu Qing is heading back to Yantai. I’m worried that someone might take advantage of them on the way. Can you arrange some police to escort them?"

"Err, really? A police escort...That... That doesn’t seem to follow protocol!"

Zhang Xian insisted, "Is it possible or not? I’m quite frustrated at the moment and have no time for pointless conversation."

"Okay, okay! I’ll arrange it for you."

Zhang Xian nodded appreciatively, "Thanks, Director Zheng. If you ever need any assistance in the future, I definitely won’t shirk away."

Dong Qian saw that Mo Shaoyun, Xiao Nan, Zhu Qing, and Zhu Yan were all leaving and there was friction with Zhang Xian. Despite meant to be happy about it, she somehow couldn’t feel any joy. It felt as if she might obtain something precious, yet lost even more precious things. After spending so much time with them, she had grown fond of these women and felt fortunate to have them as her sisters.

They had always treated one another like family. Why did conflict have to arise?

Fu Meiting wasn’t happy with the falling out between Zhang Xian and the girls. She stepped forward to him and said, "Zhang Xian, how about we head back as well! I feel uncomfortable with this situation."

"It’s fine, let them go." Zhang Xian shook his head.

Fu Meiting initially wanted to say something else but seeing Zhang Xian’s firm attitude, she was lost for words.

Soon, the four women came downstairs with their luggage. Seeing that Zhang Xian had no intention to detain them, the women gritted their teeth, picked up their luggage, and stormed out of the villa in anger.

"Sigh... Wait for me." Li Peichi thought that Zhang Xian would not let the four women leave. Seeing that Zhang Xian didn’t interfere, she rushed upstairs.

Zhang Xian’s lips twitched involuntarily as he grabbed Li Peichi’s hand, saying, "Are you leaving too?"

"Why wouldn’t I?" Li Peichi glared at Zhang Xian and exclaimed, "I hate playboys like you. I don’t want to live with you at all."

Zhang Xian nodded, showing no intention of insisting they stay. Soon, only he, Wen Yulan, Duan Hong, Fu Meiting, and Dong Qian were left in the villa. The atmosphere quickly grew chillier.

"Why has it come to this? Why?"

Dong Qian sat on the sofa, sobbing, "The happiest days of my life were those spent with Sister Shaoyun and the rest. Why did they have to leave?"

Watching Dong Qian weeping, Fu Meiting, Wen Yulan, and Duan Hong could only shake their heads with a bitter smile.

"What’s wrong with us living together? We all like the same person, why calculate so much? Does being with a single man make other women any happier?" Dong Qian cried out, "These days, who knows how many men have mistresses on the side? We have a chance to be together, why not take a step back and find other joys?"

At this, Fu Meiting, Wen Yulan, and Duan Hong could only give a bitter chuckle.

Dong Qian was naive. If people’s hearts were as simple as she made it sound, would there be so much pain in the world? How many mistresses claim they don’t want to usurp the wife?

At the end of the day, they all just wanted to marry into wealth and didn’t want to share. Even those who only married for money would plot and scheme to become the true mistress.

"Ah, Qianqian, why are you crying?" Zhang Xian came over to the couch and held Dong Qian.

Through her tears, Dong Qian said, "Brother Zhang Xian, I don’t care; you have to win them all back, not one less!"

Fu Meiting, Wen Yulan, and Duan Hong were shocked. Was there still a woman who didn’t care that her man was seeing several other women? What on earth was going on in Dong Qian’s head?

"The road of love is hard, and I am suddenly realizing how tired I am," Zhang Xian sighed, not responding to Dong Qian’s demand.

Fu Meiting frowned, "You want to give up?"

Zhang Xian lit a cigarette, "Each person has their own path. It’s not for me to dictate how they should walk their journey. I have tried my best amidst all the recent drama."

"Oh, now you’re tired of chasing women?" Duan Hong asked with a slight smile on her face.

Fu Meiting boldly sat on Zhang Xian’s lap, "I don’t care what you think. I’m not leaving you."

Seeing this, Wen Yulan quickly turned away and holding Yueyue, asked Dong Qian, "Well, Miss Dong, Zhang Xian has asked us to stay here. We can’t help it. Will that be inconvenient?"

"Not at all! Now that they’re gone, there are plenty of rooms. Pick one, I’ll help you tidy it up," Dong Qian stopped crying and stood up.

Wen Yulan shook her head, "No need. I’ve met all of them and they’re all very neat. Don’t go through the trouble."

"Wait for me." Fu Meiting jumped up and followed upstairs, "Which is Sister Shaoyun’s room? I want to sleep in her room. I’ll drive her mad. Haha..."

Zhang Xian had a dark expression on his face.

Duan Hong glanced at Zhang Xian and asked, "What’s your plan now?"

"Just going to leave it as it is," replied Zhang Xian, "Plans can’t keep up with changes. It seems like I’ve ended up right back where I started."

"So, you mean that you didn’t want to look for a girl before, then got to know too many women and some tempted you. Now you realize that women are too complicated and you no longer want to look for anyone."

Zhang Xian rubbed his nose, "Sister Hong, how come it feels like you are a worm in my stomach? You seem to know everything I am thinking about!"

"Stop talking nonsense, who’s a worm in your stomach!" Duan Hong gave Zhang Xian a hard look, "Stop thinking about it too much. Just do what you think is right. The human heart is very sophisticated and it’s normal for it to change. Little fluctuations can be caused by changes in environment, situations, etc. If the heart never changed, it wouldn’t be difficult to figure out."

"Perhaps! But I am in the middle of dealing with things now!" Zhang Xian chuckled, "Plus, I have you, Qianqian, and Elder Sister Meiting with me now, so I will certainly not be lonely."

"You!" Duan Hong glared at Zhang Xian, "I reckon, you need at least three women. You just can’t deal with only one."

Zhang Xian smirked, "Heh heh, am I very potent in that aspect?"

"Not just potent, extremely potent," Duan Hong said, looking at Zhang Xian, "I’m curious, can that girl Zhu Qing handle you? Is she that strong?"

Zhang Xian rubbed his nose, "She’s still young, I didn’t dare go too hard with her. I usually take it easy. Being a martial arts practitioner, my physique is very robust; most women can’t handle it."

Duan Hong seemed dissatisfied, "Zhang Xian, what do you mean? You were careful with Zhu Qing, but with me, you were like a wild beast?"

"No, I was also careful with you, just a tad more intense since you have more experience than Qingqing, right?" Zhang Xian eyed Duan Hong up and down, "If I showed my true capabilities, Sister Hong, not to brag, but your petite frame wouldn’t be able to handle it. There’s a saying that goes, ’once a day, a day with once.’ Kind of like that, haha..."

"Quit smirking." Duan Hong glared at Zhang Xian, "You still have a big mess to clean up!"

Zhang Xian glanced at Duan Hong and, cigarette in his mouth, gave no response.

Duan Hong looked at Zhang Xian side-eyed, "You’re probably feeling tired and don’t want to try so hard anymore, right? But I have to tell you, this matter isn’t over yet."

Zhang Xian looked up, "Hmm, how so?"

Duan Hong stated, "Although they’re angry at you, do you think they can so easily give up their feelings for you? You’re quite narcissistic, so you should know what you’re capable of."

Zhang Xian chuckled, "Well, it seems my charm is indeed quite substantial. It’s my fault!"

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