Chapter 42
: The Zhang Family with a Man?
Jiang Chuan walked through the stands, down the steps, and came to the edge of the pool.
The three sisters were drying their hair and bodies with towels.
Jiang Chuan stopped and spoke politely.
"Hello, my three older sisters."
The calamus and the peony turned their heads at the same time.
The moment Mudan saw Jiang Chuan, her eyes lit up, and she cupped her cheeks in her hands, exclaiming in delight, "Oh~ Sister, look! I told you choosing dance and performing arts was the right choice, didn't I?"
"He already has such handsome and loyal fans!"
She made no attempt to conceal her gaze as she scrutinized Jiang Chuan, from his face to his physique, her look bold and direct.
Sweet flag also became interested and swayed her hips as she walked forward.
Her body curves were on full display beneath her soaked swimsuit, and water droplets slid down her thighs with every step she took.
"Handsome young man~" Her voice carried a lazy, seductive tone as she casually wiped the water droplets from her collarbone with a towel. "Since you're so handsome and so loyal, I'll make an exception and give you an autograph today."
"You can be part of our support team in the future~"
She said she was going to find a pen to sign her name.
Only the eldest sister, Sakura, noticed the furtive figure behind Jiang Chuan, who was trying to hide himself.
She stopped drying her hair; her long, wet, golden hair cascaded over her shoulders, water droplets dripping from the ends, sliding down her fair neck, and disappearing into the deep cleavage of her chest.
Sakura walked straight towards Jiangchuan without drying herself off.
As the distance closed, Jiang Chuan could see the details of her body more clearly.
The swimsuit top clung to her skin because it was soaked, revealing the full curves underneath. The edges of the fabric dug into her flesh, squeezing out alluring soft flesh.
Water droplets slid down her flat stomach and disappeared into the edge of her swim trunks.
She walked up to Jiang Chuan, turned slightly, and tried to see the person behind him.
This gesture makes the view on her chest even more fully visible.
"Um..." Sakura spoke tentatively, her voice gentle yet tinged with doubt, "Could the one hiding in the back come out for a moment?"
Xiaoxia's body stiffened.
Jiang Chuan stepped to the side, revealing Xiaoxia curled up in a ball behind him.
Eyes facing each other.
The air was still for a few seconds.
Sakura blinked, then covered her mouth in surprise: "It really is you? Kasumi!"
It’s over.
Xiaoxia's last glimmer of hope vanished.
She awkwardly scratched the back of her head, moved out from behind Jiang Chuan, and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Sisters...long time no see...I'm back..."
"ah!"
Peony was the first to react, letting out an exaggerated exclamation and rushing over.
Completely disregarding her soaking wet state, she rushed to Misty, bent down, and stared at her face: "Isn't this our stubborn girl who swore she wouldn't come back until she became a great Water-type Pokémon Trainer?!"
Changpu also swayed over, her graceful steps making her body curves ripple like water.
She crossed her arms over her chest, a gesture that made her full breasts appear even more upright.
"Let me count... how many times have I run away from home?" She pretended to think, tapping her chin with her finger. "The third time? Or the fourth time? But this time she's back the fastest!"
Xiaoxia slapped her forehead, her expression extremely embarrassed: "I told you I didn't want to come here..."
"What?!" Peony leaned even closer, almost touching Xiaoxia's face as she spoke, "You clearly felt pressured by our looks and figures, that's why you ran away from home!"
Peony and Xiaoxia are the closest in age, so they often bicker.
Xiaoxia's sharp tongue in criticizing the samurai boy was honed during her verbal sparring with Mudan.
Xiaoxia blushed and gritted her teeth as she retorted, "Who, who's under pressure! I'm seriously practicing!"
"Cultivation?" Peony blinked, then suddenly revealed a mischievous smile. "Really?"
She glanced meaningfully at Jiang Chuan, her eyes filled with ambiguity.
"Alright, you two."
In the end, it was the eldest sister, Sakura, who stepped in to smooth things over.
Although she often teased Xiaoxia, it was just playful banter between sisters.
In front of outsiders, she still cares a lot about her sister's reputation.
Sakura walked over to Xiaoxia, gently patted her shoulder, then looked at Jiang Chuan with a polite and gentle smile: "I'm sorry, you must have found this amusing. These two younger sisters just love to joke around."
As she spoke, her gaze swept over Jiang Chuan with scrutiny and curiosity.
His soaked body trembled slightly as he spoke, water droplets constantly sliding down his hair and skin, pooling on the ground in a small puddle.
"But seriously, Xia," Sakura looked at her sister again, her tone becoming more serious, "joking aside, the fact that you're back so quickly this time is the fastest you've ever been away from home."
She originally wanted to say "escape back", but considering Xiaoxia's feelings, she changed her wording.
Xiaoxia lowered her head, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers, her voice softening: "Sister Sakura, I didn't run away... I'm still diligently cultivating. I came back this time because..."
She paused, then finally remembered Jiang Chuan's existence, and as if grasping at a straw, she pointed sharply at him: "It's because of him!"
The three sisters' gazes once again focused on Jiang Chuan.
This time, the meaning in his eyes was completely different.
From the initial "fans," to "the boy Xiaoxia brought back," and now to "the reason why Xiaoxia went home early."
Three pairs of eyes swept over him, filled with curiosity, scrutiny, amusement, and some inexplicable interest.
The air was still for a few seconds.
The cherry blossoms, irises, and peonies exchanged a glance, and then... they all moved simultaneously.
Their bare, fair feet pattered softly on the wet ground as they approached Jiang Chuan from three directions.
Water droplets slid down their skin, leaving winding trails at their feet.
The soaked swimsuit clung to her body, trembling slightly with each step, revealing the fleshy color and alluring contours of her skin underneath.
The three sisters surrounded Jiang Chuan, so close that he could smell their scent—a mixture of pool disinfectant and feminine fragrance.
Six pairs of eyes scrutinized his face and body, making no attempt to conceal their gaze.