Transmigrated as the Villain Boss's Precious Darling Chapter 25: Madly Farming Impression Points

He had only been teaching for a few days before he got involved with the prettiest girl in his class. Deciding to go all the way, he quit his job and took her back to his hotown to get married.

’Good heavens, her Sixth Grandma was only sixteen back then, a flower in the pri of her youth, and that old scumbag ruined her.’

After Shane Thorne returned to his hotown of Vessaria, farming was out of the question. He would never stoop to that in his entire life. He was resourceful, handso, eloquent, and a gifted writer, so he quickly landed a job in the county governnt’s secretariat.

’Tang Xiao’nan truly admired the old man. He might have been a scumbag, but he had real talent and could make a life for himself anywhere he went. His luck, however, was terrible. Every ti things started to look up, misfortune would strike again.’

’But the old man’s foresight was truly remarkable. One day, as if divining the future and observing the way the political winds were blowing, he imdiately submitted his resignation, dismissed his beautiful concubines, and returned to Millstone Peak with only his official wife—the pretty student.’

Less than two years after Shane Thorne returned to Millstone Peak, Vessaria was liberated. The county magistrate was dead, and of his old colleagues, so were killed, so fled, and so were imprisoned. They were all swept up in one fell swoop. He was the only one who managed to escape, and he went on to live a carefree, idyllic life on Millstone Peak.

Even during the years of turmoil that followed, Shane Thorne managed to avoid disaster. With his history of serving in the Nationalist army and as secretary to the county magistrate, his life should have been at risk. But the old man had a silver tongue and was incredibly tactful in his dealings with people. Villagers sought him out to keep the accounts for weddings and funerals, and he enjoyed a high standing in the community.

Furthermore, the village’s highest-ranking official was also a Thorne and Shane Thorne’s cousin, so of course, he protected him. He registered Shane as a "poor and lower-middle peasant," held a few struggle sessions for show, and that was the end of it. The villagers didn’t have the ti to ddle in such trivial matters; they were already too busy with their own work!

So, while Shane Thorne never beca fabulously wealthy or powerful, he did manage to live out his days in peace.

The only thing was, while this old man was faultless toward outsiders, he was an absolute scumbag to his wife. His womanizing was one thing, but he would even resort to violence when he lost his temper. Poor Sixth Grandma’s family wasn’t from Vessaria, so she had no one to stand up for her, and her life was utterly miserable.

’When Tang Xiao’nan had read the book, she hadn’t ford a good impression of the old man. But his appearance right now was incredibly tily.’

"Hello, Sixth Grandpa."

Tang Xiao’nan called out sweetly.

Shane Thorne smiled, satisfied, and gently patted Tang Xiao’nan’s head. "Did your mom send you to deliver the at?" he asked gently.

"Mhm, Mom and Dad are waiting for us at ho. They said Grandpa and Grandma should eat first," Tang Xiao’nan replied earnestly. ’This is the perfect chance to improve his impression of us.’

’As long as Shane Thorne changed his impression of the Thorne family, with his standing in the village, who would dare say that the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree?’

The smile on Shane Thorne’s face deepened. He and Byron Thorne were cousins, and he had long worried about the improper ways of Felix Thorne’s branch of the family. He had advised them several tis to no avail. He never expected them to suddenly change their ways.

"Go on and deliver it, then. Don’t let it get cold."

Shane Thorne patted Tang Xiao’nan’s head again. His affectionate gaze made her feel a little guilty. ’In the book, Shane Thorne couldn’t stand the unruly Tang Xiao’nan. He never once gave her a look this kind.’

Tang Xiao’nan felt a surge of pride. ’I really am lovable. People like wherever I go. Everyone, that is, except for my own parents in my past life.’