Zhao Youqian's Fiancée

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Mo Fan was on his way to the training ground. He had just left his room when he saw Zhao Manyan, who was dressed up fashionably. His bleached-blond hair was nicely groomed, while his eyes were dazzling like the stars in the sky from his contact lenses, or so Zhao Manyan thought. 

Zhao Manyan knew how to put on makeup to cover the blemishes on his face. As a pure man, Mo Fan was not fond of that. 

"What are you up to now?" Mo Fan asked him.

"I'm on a mission. Didn't you ask me to keep an eye on the students who might be affiliated with the Black Vatican? He's going to a ball tonight, so I have to blend in too," Zhao Manyan said cheerfully. 

"I'll check on Lily and see if she has any new clues for us. Don't just focus on satisfying your lower body," Mo Fan warned him.

"Who do you think I am?"

"I don't see you as a human."

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