Mu Mansion.
After Chen Fan had executed his spell, he retracted his aura and his emotions gradually steadied.
"That old man’s curse killing skills are quite basic. Normally, it requires the person’s hair or blood to perform the spell. It seems that when Guan Xiaolin invited us to the bar that day, saying she wanted to be her master, it was just a ruse. She must have taken my hair at that ti."
Having figured out what had happened, Chen Fan didn’t rush to deal with Guan Xiaolin. After all, with his Golden Core Realm strength, it was quite easy to handle an ordinary person.
He then lifted the enchantnts in the room and began to take out each piece of furniture and put them back in their original places.
Afterward, he took out a set of clean clothes and changed into them.
Having reached his current realm, Chen Fan’s body could be described as "untainted by the mundane world", so there was no need to waste ti bathing.
After getting dressed, Chen Fan planned to leave the room. As he passed by a mirror, he glanced at it unintentionally, and when he saw his own face—handso and proud, with eyebrows like sharp swords and eyes like bright stars, and a dust-free countenance—he was montarily stunned.
He touched his face with his hand and muttered, "Is this... is this my face? How did I beco so handso?"
After observing himself in the mirror for a while, Chen Fan confird sothing in his heart: cultivating really could make one more attractive!
"No wonder those girls like handso guys. Even I am amazed by my own face now," Chen Fan said sowhat narcissistically.
Then, with a playful curve of his lips, he thought, "If Qingyan saw looking like this, she’d surely be shocked. I should go and give her a surprise."
With that in mind, he quickly left the room.
...
In the main courtyard of the Mu Family.
Su Qingyan was entertaining a few friends who had suddenly visited.
She had sensed the end of Chen Fan’s breakthrough and was planning to go check on him, but with her friends’ sudden visit, she had to co and play hostess first.
Su Qingyan’s friends, seven or eight in total, were all her college classmates. Leading them was a man nad Zhou Hao, who had pursued Su Qingyan for so ti.
These friends were among those who had done well for themselves out of Su Qingyan’s classmates: so had started small businesses in the Capital, others had beco executives in corporations.
Although their achievents were nothing compared to the Mu Family, none of them brown-nosed Su Qingyan. On the contrary, they each maintained a sense of pride in front of her.
That’s because, in their eyes, Su Qingyan had accomplished nothing since graduation and could only survive because of the Mu Family. In such circumstances, no matter how powerful the Mu Family was, they still looked down on Su Qingyan.
Su Qingyan led everyone to the living room and said, "Please have a seat, I’ll go make so tea for you."
It was clear that the arrival of Zhou Hao and the others did not make her very happy; on the contrary, it seed to wear her out.
She had dined out with these friends last ti, and despite their seemingly warm and friendly facade, these people kept making sarcastic remarks behind her back, insinuating she was just a vase and lucky to be born into a large family, else she would not asure up to others.
Normally, these comnts would have gone unheard by Su Qingyan, but having embarked on the path of cultivation, her hearing had vastly surpassed that of ordinary people, allowing her to hear every whisper shared among Zhou Hao and the others loud and clear.
That was the reason for her low spirits after the last ti she had returned.
This made Su Qingyan realize that these people were only being superficially polite to her and didn’t genuinely want to be friends with her, but she couldn’t call them out on it; after all, they were only talking behind her back, and she had just accidentally overheard them.
Zhou Hao smiled and glanced at Su Qingyan, saying, "Qingyan, isn’t your boyfriend here too? Call him out so we can all take a look."
Su Qingyan answered perfunctorily, "He’s busy and probably doesn’t have ti to co over."
Then, she turned and walked towards the room inside to pour so tea.
Zhou Hao’s face revealed a sneer as he looked at several classmates and said, "What did I tell you? She would definitely find an excuse to prevent us from eting her boyfriend, after all, that boyfriend of hers is just too ordinary."
A woman nad Zhang Li leaned in and laughed, "Right? We’ve all seen a photo of her boyfriend, and he’s just so diocre. Standing together, they’re like heaven and earth; I have no idea what she was thinking."
The other classmates nodded and agreed.
Before coming here, they had secretly investigated Chen Fan and obtained his photo; they had laughed about his appearance for quite a while.
A female classmate looked at Zhou Hao and said, "If you ask , Su Qingyan’s boyfriend isn’t even a tenth as handso as Zhou Hao. It’s a pity Zhou Hao once pursued Su Qingyan, and at that ti, everyone thought she rejected him because she was aloof. Who would have thought she’d end up with such a crooked lon, split date."
Zhou Hao’s face showed a hint of pride as he said, "She is, after all, the granddaughter of the prestigious Patriarch Mu. It’s normal that she doesn’t fancy . As for her choosing such an ordinary boyfriend, she probably wants him to be a live-in son-in-law. After all, if he were a bit more handso or capable, who would agree to be a live-in son-in-law?"
"Probably because she knows she’s just a vase, so she picked soone unremarkable, soone easy to control," soone chid in.
Zhang Li was quite pleased and said, "Back then, Su Qingyan was the belle of our school. To think she ended up with such an ordinary-looking boyfriend is truly jaw-dropping. I must spread the word in the school group later."
Everyone burst into laughter.
At this mont, Su Qingyan was standing at the doorway of the inner room, her face darkened, teeth clenched, hands trembling slightly as she held the teacup.
She never imagined that her classmates could be so duplicitous, saying one thing to her face and another behind her back; she was just pouring tea, and they had to mock her for that.
Taking a deep breath, she restrained her impulse to erupt in anger and walked into the living room.
As Su Qingyan approached, everyone imdiately put on smiles and stopped their previous discussion.
Zhang Li deliberately said, "Qingyan, just call your boyfriend over. Let us also get to know him. With you being so beautiful, your boyfriend must be really handso, right? Unless you’re afraid that bringing him here will sweep us off our feet?"
Su Qingyan replied coldly, "I told you, he’s busy and can’t co over."
A female classmate, seemingly joking but with a hidden barb, said, "The Mu Family has such a vast business; they must have plenty of people. What could your boyfriend possibly be busy with? Couldn’t it be that he’s not as handso as we imagined, and you’re afraid to bring him here and embarrass yourself?"
Everyone stared at Su Qingyan, curious to see how she would respond.
Su Qingyan felt her chest heave in anger, on the brink of exploding.
She looked at the female classmate who had just spoken, wanting to retort, but just then, a deep, magnetic voice rang in her ear, "Qingyan, there you are. I’ve been looking for you for ages."
Surprised, Su Qingyan turned around and after seeing the face of the person standing at the entrance of the living room, she froze completely.
Zhang Li, Zhou Hao, and the others also looked over, and upon seeing that person’s appearance, they all felt a sense of familiarity. Then, a question simultaneously sprouted in the depths of their minds.
"Who is this handso guy?"
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