บท 159: Hidden Chivalry

Yan Zheyun might have his pride but he was also painfully aware of its propensity to come before a fall. Having grown up in a century where women could be CEOs, bodybuilders, and politicians, just to name a few, he knew better than to underestimate anyone from the fairest sex and think that just because he was male, he had an upper hand. 

Moreover, this body he'd inherited from Yan Yun was still carrying a massive 'frail beauty BL shou' debuff. Months of eating healthily, regulating his sleeping hours, and working on his physique had done little but make his complexion glow, his waist more slender, his ass plusher. 

If Yan Zheyun were the sort to openly despair, Xiao De would have been greeted by the shocking sight of Yan Zheyun weeping at his blurry reflection in the bronze mirror.