The Road to a Divine Harem Starting with a Stepmom Companion

Chapter 33: The Battlefield of High School Seniors

Though conversations weren’t frequent, they remained consistent.

With the mature aunt, he initiated most chats. Once they grew familiar, she started using her work breaks to reply, keeping their interactions alive.

Aunt An Yu Wei, the main force behind these chats, would respond almost instantly whenever he messaged her. Between classes, his break time was entirely divided among the three women, leaving no room for new recruits.

Time flew by, split between home, school, and weekends spent accompanying his stepmother or Aunt An Yu Wei on outings.

Even Aunt Yu Na had joined the late-night “explicit” chat sessions with him, just like An Yuwei. Although they hadn’t met in person since that initial encounter, their conversations on WeChat had grown increasingly intimate. She even started sending him selfies tailored to his requests.

As for Xiao Chun Jiao, his “little slave,” her training had progressed rapidly. Late-night outings showcasing her stunning figure had become routine.

He fully supported her live-streaming career, knowing the allure of a goddess admired under the spotlight becoming someone submissive to his every command was irresistible.

However, he carefully concealed his identity. Xiao Chun Jiao still believed he was miles away, unaware of their true proximity.

Cao Shaoyang planned a grand revelation for after his college entrance exams—a surprise that might also come with a shock.

As the exams approached, the atmosphere at his high school grew increasingly intense, particularly for the seniors.

Ten days!

Five days!

Three days!

Two days!

One day!

Finally, the moment arrived. Tomorrow marked the pivotal day for countless senior students across Xia Country—a turning point in their lives.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Breakfast that morning was a testament to his stepmother’s dedication. She had prepared a meticulously thought-out meal, filled with familiar dishes to ensure he wouldn’t risk an upset stomach during the exams.

In recent days, she’d obsessively scoured online forums for advice, checking and re-checking food combinations to avoid any dietary mishaps. Even dubious posts from obscure “experts” would prompt her to revise the menu entirely.

Sometimes, Cao Shaoyang wondered if the exams were a test of his abilities or his stepmother’s endurance.

While he felt no pressure, her nerves were stretched to their limits, like a bowstring pulled taut, leaving no room for error or oversight.

Aunt An Yu Wei had also shifted gears in the past few days, abandoning her usual risqué banter. Instead, her messages were filled with concern, advice to stay calm, and motivational quotes she’d likely found online. He almost thought she was transitioning into a career as a life coach.

Aunt Yu Na, unaware of his high school status, believed he was a young working adult. He hadn’t mentioned his exams, only that he had something important to focus on. Understandingly, she refrained from initiating conversations.

Meanwhile, Xiao Chun Jiao, oblivious to his student life, remained a source of light-hearted distraction. Though their chats were brief, he made time to assign her daily tasks and check her progress. She was his one sanctuary of relaxation amidst the intense environment.

After breakfast, prepared under his stepmother’s watchful eye, she insisted on escorting him to the exam venue. She had booked a taxi driven by a seasoned professional with 15 years of experience and a spotless record. As the car sped towards the test center, Cao Shaoyang was left reflecting on the contrasting worlds he juggled and the challenges yet to come.

Inside the taxi, both his stepmother and the driver tried their best to create a relaxed atmosphere. They avoided discussing anything that might stress Cao Shaoyang, ensuring he entered the exam hall with a calm and positive mindset.

The experienced driver, with 15 years on the road, demonstrated exceptional skill. While the presence of traffic police maintaining order contributed to the smooth ride, the driver’s steady handling ensured Cao Shaoyang felt no jolts or bumps along the way.

Even braking was subtle—he lightly tapped the brakes well in advance of each turn or stoplight, guiding the car smoothly through every intersection and red light.

Third High School!

As the driver wished him luck, Cao Shaoyang and his stepmother stepped out of the car. The fare had already been paid the day before.

The first thing Cao Shaoyang noticed was the sight of parents lined up on both sides of the school gate. The short path leading to the entrance was clear of bystanders, reserved for police officers maintaining order and parents accompanying their children to the exam.

Parents who had already dropped off their children moved to the sidelines, blending into the waiting crowd with quiet discipline.

The scene at the gate, along with the imposing presence of the school itself, struck a chord with him.

This—this was the battlefield where he and his peers would fight for their future over the next three days.

After saying goodbye to his stepmother, Cao Shaoyang walked through the school gates alone, stepping firmly into the life-defining arena of high school seniors.