You had to admit, Han Xu was exceptionally handsome. Dressed as a woman, he didn't look out of place in the slightest. With his phoenix eyes, willow-leaf brows, delicate nose, cherry-red lips, and flawless, jade-like skin, he was the very picture of a great beauty—in no way inferior to Murong Wanqing or Luo Xiaowen. If Han Xu had truly been born a woman, he'd likely be the kind of beauty that could topple nations!
"Brother Shen, is this... really okay?" Han Xu asked, tugging at his padded chest with a thoroughly wronged expression.
Shen Haoran cleared his throat, trying to suppress his smile. "Excellent," he said. "With you looking like this, our plan is already halfway to success! Haha!" In the end, he couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing. Beside him, Murong Wanqing and Luo Xiaowen were also struggling to contain their amusement, covering their mouths as they giggled.
"You guys..." Han Xu stomped his foot in frustration, incensed by their laughter.
