After being reborn as an ugly cannon fodder, my appearance stats are off the charts!

It was early morning, and the sky was already bright.

Yan An put the preparation plan for the end of the world into the drawer. He didn't know much information and it wasn't clear, so he could only make a rough plan for now.

Yan Congyang had arrived. Yan An brought several useful self-defense tools and told Yan Congyang to carry them with him.

The two did not linger at Yan An's house and soon went downstairs.

As soon as he got downstairs, Yan An's five senses would be heightened to a certain extent after each sleep period ended, which made him keenly notice a very familiar figure in the distance that he had seen just yesterday—it was the protagonist himself, and the other person was holding a dog.

The other person looked like he had dressed up a lot. He was already handsome, and now he was dressed like a male celebrity. Even from a distance, you could feel his handsomeness. He was just too trendy, so trendy that Yan An felt a little suffocated.

Yan An didn't look at it much, as if he had just glanced at an ordinary passerby by chance, and naturally looked back at his phone screen, showing an attitude of complete indifference.

Anonymous:

"Brother An'an, that man who knocked on your door actually found your place! He's dangerous! He definitely has ulterior motives! You must be wary of him! Don't let him get close to you!"

Brother, I can protect you.

"Let me help you, let me help you, let me help you..."

The thought that Yu Nuo had been monitoring his neighborhood so closely that he knew every little thing happening around him, and that he could find out wherever there were security cameras...

Yan An: ...

You two are both in danger, so please don't talk about the second brother, eldest brother.

Yan Congyang had already opened the car door, but Yan An shook his head. "Brother, you get in the car first and wait for me at the community gate. I want to walk around by myself... I'll be back in a few minutes."

Yan Congyang hesitated.

Yan An calmly asked, "Brother, aren't you going to listen to me anymore?"

Yan Congyang always instinctively wanted to protect Yan An, but as a relative who had spent so many years with Yan An, he also knew that Yan An was not as fragile as he appeared on the surface.

……

Fang Han, holding the dog, watched Yan An walk alone.

Before this, Fang Han found Yan Congyang very annoying.

Even though Yan Congyang and Yan An were only cousins, he was still unhappy that Yan Congyang could get so close to Yan An.

But when Yan Congyang left, leaving Yan An alone, he felt dissatisfied again.

In Fang Han's eyes, or in the eyes of most people, Yan An was a meticulously crafted beauty that reached an extreme level, resulting in a fragile beauty that was always on the verge of breaking. Human senses and spirit simply could not resist that beauty, nor could they help but feel awe at that fragility.

In short, Yan An is too weak and needs too much protection. How could Yan Congyang leave him alone? As for Fang Han, he was constantly thinking about what modifications his base needed to make so that Yan An could live a better life. After all, he had never considered the possibility of having a second master (i.e., a future "wife") in the base.

Fang Han looked down at himself.

After leaving the hotel yesterday, he didn't actually go far; he followed Yan An the whole time.

He even considered sneaking into Yan An's house to keep watch over him.

Ultimately, the desire to meet Yan An again and leave a good impression on her future partner prevailed.

He rushed back to his temporary residence that night, but he didn't know how to dress himself up to make Yan An feel more favorably toward him...

Stone, being rather simple-minded, didn't understand what Fang Han was struggling with.

Meng Kuo, however, sensed the situation from Fang Han's few words.

Meng Kuo was also surprised.

Boss, how come you went from a cold-blooded killer to a male peacock preparing to display its magnificent plumage in order to attract a mate after just one trip?

But then he thought about it again. In the past two years, Fang Han's popularity had become increasingly scarce. He and Shi Tou didn't say anything on the surface and appeared to be loyal, but in their hearts they were actually always afraid.

Now it seems that "even heroes can't resist the pull of love." I wonder what kind of girl could make Fang Han change his expression so drastically.

He looks somewhat like a normal person now.

"Brother Fang, you've already met, right? So what do you think of her impression of you?" Meng Kuo asked.

What Meng Kuo really wanted to say was, did Fang Han scare the other person? If you scare someone, don't expect to win them over easily.

After all, he had seen two girls who were attracted by Fang Han's appearance from afar and mustered up the courage to approach him, but when they actually met Fang Han face to face, they were so frightened that they froze and felt no liking, only fear.

Fang Han recalled, then nodded to himself, confirming, "He likes me."

Fang Han could sense that Yan An wasn't afraid of him at all when they first met, which was quite rare!

Meng Kuo: An elderly person's mobile phone on the subway.

He had something on his mind but didn't know whether he should say it or not!

How come he didn't know that Fang Han was actually just an ordinary man... Although Fang Han wasn't ordinary, wasn't he a little too confident?

Forget it, Meng Kuo was afraid that if he said it out loud, Fang Han, who was immersed in self-deception, would punch himself into the wall and be unable to pry himself out.

Meng Kuo gave an awkward laugh and began to offer advice to Fang Han.

The most popular type of male celebrity among girls... Meng Kuo looked at a discarded poster on the ground. The male celebrity on the poster had many female fans, but judging by appearance alone, Fang Han was no less attractive than him. If he dressed as fashionably and coolly as the other man and tried to tone down his aura as much as possible, he would definitely be able to make the girl Fang Han liked a little bit of his heart flutter.

Oh, and Fang Han can also bring the dog.

Many girls like dogs, and you might be able to strike up a conversation with her more quickly through a dog.

Fang Han took Meng Kuo's advice, stayed up all night, tidied himself up, and took the dog with him. Before dawn, he quickly went to Yan An's community.

While cosplaying as the "Waiting-for-Wife Stone," he felt quite satisfied with just looking at Yan An's window from afar. At the same time, he instructed some influential people in society whom he controlled through force and secret threats to investigate the Yan family, especially Yan An's situation from childhood to adulthood.

Fang Han hadn't expected that Yan An would leave home so early and appear in his sight—they met again so soon, it must be fate!

Unbeknownst to Fang Han, some of the people who had been waiting there for years for Yan An to appear were completely captivated—Yan An had already gone out once yesterday, and yet he had gone out again so early today, allowing them to see him again! He was so kind! He must care about them!

The German Shepherd on the leash let out a soft whimper.

Fang Han knew in his previous life that the dog he raised, named Blackback, was also a mutated animal, but it was a benign mutation, unlike malignant mutations in plants and animals.

A glint of wisdom shone in the black-backed dog's eyes.

Fang Han released his grip.

It immediately headed towards Yan'an.

The German Shepherd didn't get too close. When it was still a few steps away from Yan'an, it stopped, lay down on the ground, exposed its belly, and whimpered softly. Its dog eyes, which had become wet at some point, looked at Yan'an with eager anticipation.

Seeing that Yan An showed no fear or aversion to dogs, the black dog got up again and continued to cautiously approach Yan An.

She walked right up to Yan An and rubbed against his leg, refusing to let go.

Fang Han had already walked over, but found that Yan An didn't see him at all. It seemed that Yan An only had eyes for the black dog and even bent down to gently pat its head.

The German Shepherd was overjoyed, rubbing against Yan'an in circles and licking Yan'an's fingertips, completely forgetting its owner who was hoping it would act as a matchmaker for them.

Fang Han's gaze darkened. "You damned dog! I didn't bring you here just so you could get close to Yan An!!"