If anyone had to name the best-styled male guest that day, everyone would surely have the same answer.
At that moment, the comments in Shen Yeqing's livestream were demonstrating what a massive gathering of screaming groundhogs looked like.
[Aaaaaaaaah!!]
[An incubus! An absolute incubus!]
[Whose heart has limited-edition Old Shen in red stolen now? That's right, mine!!]
On-screen, the handsome man sat before a mirror. His beautiful, seductive eyes, already enchanting on an ordinary day, looked even more soul-stealing against that red satin shirt.
The soft, smooth satin suit perfectly outlined his broad shoulders and narrow waist. And to top it off, the collar had deliberately been designed with two fewer buttons, leaving his long neck and casually exposed collarbones wickedly alluring.
If Shen Yeqing in his usual white shirt was elegant and refined, then Shen Yeqing in that day's red shirt was a limited-edition incubus.
Even God himself would have had to say, "What a fucking gorgeous face," before heading back.
The makeup artist knew exactly what the audience wanted, too. For the finishing touch, they added a beauty mark at the outer corner of one of his eyes.
With that, the incubus was complete, so handsome the entire livestream forgot how to breathe.
[Old Shen, I hereby declare you the handsomest grandson!!]
[Now I know what it means to be handsome without even trying.]
[That face is so aggressively gorgeous. If you'd worn this when you staged that collision on day one, Old Xie wouldn't have slammed your head into the car window.]
[Eh, not necessarily. Fake-innocent Old Shen has legendary charm, too.]
"That's my cast for you."
Knowing all too well how hard it had been for the show to make it this far, Director Niu wiped away a bitter tear. "As long as those faces hold