To answer or not to answer-that was the question. The place Qin Fen was in right now was downright bizarre! This was awkward. If Chang'e saw something strange, how was he supposed to explain it? But as a real man, while Qin Fen was still wrestling with the decision, his finger had already made the right choice.
With the lightning-fast, beyond-4G connection kicking in, the video call connected in no time.
Qin Fen stared at Chang'e, stunned. What an icy beauty. She was like a doll, stiff and lifeless, yet breathtakingly beautiful. She looked unreal, like an animated character. That was Big Chef's first impression.
What a Dongwang Gong. He really is unfathomable. Chang'e had finally seen Big Chef's true face. A handsome man? Not exactly. In the Heavenly Court, cosmetic surgery cost nothing, and people could go all out without any side effects. The older generation simply disliked it. Thus, Chang'e, the Lunar Star Lord, had seen countless handsome men in her life, but none of them could compare to Big Chef.
That wistful stubble, those melancholy eyes, that sloppy, loose T-shirt, those slightly worn jeans, paired with flip-flops-he was like a firefly in the night, gold among gravel, the sun in the sky. Impossible to ignore.
An outfit like that was nothing special in the Mortal Realm; there were far weirder ones. But Chang'e had never seen it! In the Heavenly Court, Big Chef was as singular as a scorpion taking a dump-truly one of a kind!
He was just that dazzling. Chang'e went blank for a moment, her eyes fixed on Qin Fen, staring as though she were possessed.
Qin Fen felt incredibly awkward being stared at by someone who looked like a Heavenly Immortal. No, she actually was a Heavenly Immortal. Wait, she was a Star