Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God-Chapter 836: There’s Something on Your Face

Lin Fan was driving the Rolls-Royce, carrying Wei Yue'er, heading to the Song Family.

Wei Yue'er occasionally sneaked glances at Lin Fan, a constant blush on her cheeks. Lin Fan was too handsome, so handsome that her heart raced wildly. How could there be such a handsome man in the world? She couldn't bear to look away; no amount of looking was enough.

Wei Yue'er was almost drooling, feeling like she was turning into a female ruffian.

For men, beautiful women have a special allure, and for women, handsome guys have the same special allure.

In fact, women's pursuit of handsome guys often reaches a crazy level.

Scenes of hordes of passionate female fans fervently cheering for male celebrities are common, but seldom do you see hordes of male fans chasing female stars. The things that usually drive men into a frenzy are intense sports like football and basketball.

Noticing Wei Yue'er occasionally stealing glances at him, Lin Fan was a bit puzzled and said, "What's up, Yue'er? Why do you keep looking at me? Is there something on my face?"

Wei Yue'er's face instantly turned crimson: "There is something on your face."

Lin Fan checked the mirror, didn't find anything on his face, Wei Yue'er must have been mistaken.

Wei Yue'er said nothing; what was on Lin Fan's face was called handsomeness, something that made her lose her mind, something she was falling for. At this moment, she really wanted to confess her feelings to Lin Fan, just like those brainless female fans of male celebrities, shouting out loud that she loved him.

It was her rationality that kept her calm; the timing wasn't right yet, and she couldn't let a moment of impulse ruin things because she cared too much about Lin Fan, so she was cautious, fearing she might damage their relationship.

"Wait a moment!"

Lin Fan suddenly turned his face around, leaned in closer to Wei Yue'er, and closely examined Wei Yue'er's face.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Fan's handsome face was so close that Wei Yue'er felt a little nervous, almost holding her breath. This distance was so ambiguous; she sensed that in the next moment, they might kiss.

Wei Yue'er's heart was pounding wildly; was Lin Fan about to launch a romantic offensive on her? She never expected Lin Fan to be so proactive; it was too embarrassing. If Lin Fan actually kissed her later, how should she respond? Should she refuse? But how could she refuse? She would definitely respond positively to him.

She could hardly resist now, wanting to take the initiative to kiss Lin Fan. As long as she was a little braver and leaned forward, she could kiss Lin Fan.

Just at this moment.

"There is something on your face." Lin Fan suddenly said.

Wei Yue'er was stunned. What was on her face?

"You have eye dirt, are you getting inflammation?"

Lin Fan laughed heartily, turned his head away, and focused back on driving.

In an instant, Wei Yue'er froze, feeling utterly deflated.

Damn it! The ambiguous atmosphere was completely ruined by Lin Fan's words. She thought love was about to descend; who knew Lin Fan leaned in so close just to check her eye dirt?

Wei Yue'er felt like jumping out of the car.

Lin Fan then chuckled, "Just kidding, you don't have eye dirt. In my heart, you're as beautiful as an Immortal; how could an Immortal have eye dirt?"

So Lin Fan was joking! That damn sense of humor! Wei Yue'er was stunned for a while, then couldn't help but burst into laughter, feeling both annoyed and amused.

Lin Fan laughed along with Wei Yue'er, but secretly sighed with relief. Ahh, Yue'er was too beautiful, her flushed cheeks made him almost lose control and kiss her earlier. Luckily, he cleverly covered it up with a joke.

With a beauty like Wei Yue'er, of course Lin Fan was tempted, but Lin Fan somewhat underestimated his own charm; he didn't know Wei Yue'er was eager for him to be a bit more proactive.

Now, they both liked each other, treasured each other, yet neither dared to take a step further, hovering in ambiguity...

As Lin Fan drove, the speed of the car suddenly slowed down. It turns out they had arrived at a street corner, where traffic ahead was congested, bustling with many people.

Wei Yue'er noticed, curiously, "What's going on, did an accident happen?"

Lin Fan shook his head, "Doesn't seem like it." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

The street corner ahead was very lively, with a chorus of female screams.

A white minivan stopped at the corner, and amazingly, there were more than twenty security guards standing on both sides, on alert, protecting the minivan and blocking the road. The scene was like a national leader visiting.

People gathered around mostly because the road was blocked and they couldn't pass, their faces full of puzzlement and confusion.

Additionally, there was a group of young females, these females were holding light boards, their eyes fervent, screaming in a way that made passersby turn their heads.

"Wu Yihan!"

"Wu Yihan, we love you!"

These females shouted the same name, even though there weren't many of them, just about twenty, their screams resounded through the street.

One couldn't help but wonder, who is this Wu Yihan, some kind of Immortal?

Judging by the roadgoers' perplexed expressions, clearly none of them know who Wu Yihan is.

Amidst the shouts of the females, the minivan's door opened, and one could see a young man in a white suit stepping out, with thick makeup on his face, dyed Blonde Hair, a typical young idol.

"Ah!"

"Wu Yihan is so handsome!"

Seeing the young idol, the females' screams reached a peak.

The young idol named Wu Yihan heard the fanatic screams from the female fans, followed the sound, and revealed a smile he thought was charmingly sinister.

To the roadgoers, this smile was rather effeminate, a bit greasy, but the brainless female fans were buying it, screaming even louder.

Surrounded by more than twenty people, Wu Yihan walked towards his fans and began accepting photos and autographs.

Initially puzzled by the situation, the crowd now realized what was happening. They thought some big shot was arriving, but it turns out to be some unknown young idol probably attending some event, blocking the road.

"Who is this guy?"

"Such a big scene; I thought it was some official, are young idols now so high-class?"

"Really can't understand today's young girls, going crazy over such an effeminate guy!"

"Looks like these women were all paid; no one could be this stupid!"

"Damn, this idiot is wasting my time to get home!"

Generally, apart from some underage girls, the wider society holds a contemptuous attitude toward young idols. This soft, fragile, effeminate young idol completely disgraces the face of Huaxia men.

Realizing their time was being wasted by an unknown young idol, the crowd's dissatisfaction started to spread.

"Damn it, I need to get home to work overtime on my project! Can you hurry up and get out of the way!" a furious young man couldn't help but shout.

He also felt it wasn't fair; they were both young guys, he worked 996, had to work overtime at home, and he couldn't earn enough for a down payment. This young idol, because of one effeminate face, did nothing, yet had a group of female fans chasing him to give money.

Usually, he'd see this happening online, just complain a bit and move on. Now, encountering it firsthand, and wasting his time, his anger was boiling.

The furious young man cursed while trying to maneuver his electric bike forward.

The security guards suddenly pounced like wolves.