"How could there be a man like this in the world?"
Han Xue stared, spellbound for a moment. She had never seen anyone so extraordinary before. As for his looks, he was indeed the most handsome, dashing man she had ever seen, but what drew her most was not his appearance, but that peculiar feeling about him. Han Xue could not quite put it into words. Standing before her, the man gave her a sense of standing apart from the world, as though he had already become detached from it.
It was like... if someone took a photograph of Xu Ran with a camera right now, people would think he had been Photoshopped in. This filthy world could no longer accommodate a great Buddha like Xu Ran.
"You're not a lovestruck fool, are you?" Xu Ran felt rather pleased with himself for a moment. He was very satisfied with his looks, too. He had never thought a man had to be particularly handsome, but wasn't being a little better-looking all the better? Besides, Xu Ran needed neither makeup nor skincare, and he had no issues with only looking good from certain angles.
Many so-called beauties only looked good from certain angles. Outside that particular angle, they were utterly unremarkable.
An obvious example was someone who looked stunning from behind. Seen from the back, there were those long, slender legs, that high, rounded bottom, a back and waist that were not too thick, and long, sleek hair. Almost any woman who dressed carefully and diligently maintained her figure could achieve this-a true knockout from behind.
And there were countless others who only looked good in profile, only looked good from the waist down, or only looked good wearing a mask.
Xu Ran, however, was the most perfect no matter how one