I am an incredibly handsome man, and my fiancée refuses to call off the engagement even at the cost

Chapter 107 After the New Year

"I know how you feel about me, but I can't accept it. I will never ask about love in this life. Yujing, forget me. You will find someone more suitable than me in the future," Gu Yan said.

Chen Yujing was struck dumb upon hearing this. Her body trembled, and she looked at the boy in front of her, tears welling in her eyes: "Did Dugu Xun say something to you? Did he threaten you, didn't he?"

"Yujing, it has nothing to do with him. Don't lie to yourself. I told you before, have you forgotten? Don't waste your time on me, it's not worth it." Gu Yan said seriously. He watched Chen Yujing's tears roll down her cheeks, but instead of comforting her, he turned and disappeared in a golden rainbow.

"Ayan—"

The sound of Chen Yujing crying could be heard on the wind.

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In a secluded pavilion built on a mountain, a man with black hair and golden eyes was drinking. He was already drunk, and the ground was covered with empty wine jars.

Suddenly, another figure appeared here.

The newcomer was a young man dressed in white, who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, with a face as perfect as a celestial being. He looked at the man who was chugging down wine from a jar and chuckled lightly: "Trying to drown his sorrows in alcohol."

Tan Yue gave the boy a cold look, then continued drinking.

Gu Yan walked over to Tan Yue's side, stood there gazing at the moonlight in the mountains, and said with a smile, "How old are you? Still running away from home."

Tan Yue just kept drinking, ignoring Gu Yan completely. Gu Yan glanced at him and said, "Actually, you know, right? There's nothing between me and your wife."

Tan Yue's face contorted with rage. He knew that Gu Yan had been saying those things out of anger for a long time. This guy was incredibly arrogant; he couldn't possibly be interested in Xiao Wanmei, nor in his good-for-nothing son, and certainly not in his daughter-in-law or granddaughter.

But is there a difference?

"Even if you haven't slept together, the person she likes now is you." Tan Yue's smile was more like a grimace. Is there a big difference between wearing a green hat on your head and wearing a green hat from head to toe? Either way, it's still a green hat.

They were childhood sweethearts, but in the end, she couldn't compete with a pretty face.

"My wife likes you, my son likes you, my granddaughter likes you, my whole family likes you!" Tan Yue suddenly threw a wine jar on the ground, shattering it and splashing the wine inside.

"They all like you, what am I still doing there? I'm just getting in your way. I've already left, why are you still coming to find me? Can't you just give me some peace and quiet?"

Tan Yue glared angrily at Gu Yan. What did he owe Gu Yan in his past life? Why did God send this guy to torment her?

"My appearance is a gift from my parents, and my abilities are innate. Anyone who sees me might like me, which is beyond my control. Your wife, your son, your daughter-in-law, and your granddaughter are all influenced by my abilities. You should understand them and not complain about them," Gu Yan said.

"My wife has fallen for someone else. She's flirting with other men right in front of me. Am I supposed to understand her?" Tan Yue said angrily.

Gu Yan said innocently, "She's just an ordinary woman. You should understand that she has no choice in the matter."

As soon as Gu Yan finished speaking, Tan Yue was so angry that his chest felt like it was going to explode. He looked at Gu Yan's perfect face and her innocent and pure appearance, and he was so angry that his hands were trembling.

"Look at your Emperor, he's at the Spirit Emperor realm, and he still fell for her, didn't he? You should understand her." Gu Yan patted Tan Yue on the shoulder.

Tan Yue's face contorted with rage and ferocity, veins throbbing on his forehead. He desperately wanted to kill this guy, but he couldn't win.

Gu Yan smiled and said to him, "If you're really feeling bad, you can like me too. That might make you feel a little better. Anyway, so many people like me, one more won't make a difference."

After hearing this, Tan Yue was stunned for a few seconds before saying, "I have never seen anyone as shameless and narcissistic as you."

Gu Yan calmly said, "I'm just stating a fact. Even an evil god could fall in love with me."

Tan Yue snorted coldly, her gaze sharp and icy: "I would rather die than fall in love with you."

Gu Yan smiled and said, "Okay, it's good that you're in this state. I'm going into seclusion for a while, and you probably won't see me for several years. That's good news, right?"

"Seclusion?" Tan Yue looked surprised.

Golden spiritual light surged from Gu Yan's body, and he transformed into a golden rainbow, shooting into the night sky. He quickly disappeared from Tan Yue's sight.

Tan Yue stared blankly at the night sky, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

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In the palace, Chen Quan paced back and forth in distress. The empress hated him, Li Bai was gone, and he had become a laughing stock. He suddenly felt that he had failed as an emperor.

Suddenly, an incredibly terrifying aura enveloped the entire palace. The surrounding maids and guards collapsed one by one before they could even scream, their blood splattering onto the walls and gauze windows. The candlelight flickered, casting powerful shadows onto the blood-stained screens.

Startled, Chen Quan turned around and saw another figure on the throne.

A handsome man in a black robe sat on the throne, like a demon god in the darkness. His long white hair fell behind him. He looked down at Chen Quan, his thin lips slightly curved, and his purple eyes were filled with icy light.

Dugu Xun!!

Chen Quan's pupils suddenly contracted.

"I heard you don't want to be emperor anymore?" Dugu Xun asked with a smile.

Chen Quan broke out in a cold sweat and suddenly knelt on the ground.

The following day, Emperor Chen Quan of the Ruohe Empire passed away, shocking the entire nation.

Chen Quan's death had absolutely no impact on Gu Yan. He was gone; he had gone home. He already possessed enough rare and precious treasures, so he needed to find a safe place to cultivate in seclusion. Was there any place in the world that made him feel more at ease than his own home? Therefore, he went straight home to cultivate in seclusion.

Gu Yunhong and Han Xinyue were overjoyed to see Gu Yan return, and the entire Gu family was delighted, but no one revealed the news of Gu Yan's return. Gu Yan plunged into her secret chamber, where she continuously refined medicine, then consumed it to digest its effects.

Time flies, and ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

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Ten years later.

Inside the secret chamber, a handsome young man in white sat on a futon, his entire body enveloped in soft white light. Gu Yan introspected his primordial spirit. After ten years of continuous effort and the nourishment of rare and precious herbs, he had finally healed the last wound on his primordial spirit.

Now that he has reached the mid-stage of the Void Refinement realm and has been at home for ten years, it's time for him to go out and explore.

After finishing her day's cultivation, Gu Yan stepped out of the secret chamber. In the courtyard outside, vibrant colors bloomed. An adorable Snow Shadow Tiger cub was rolling around on the grass, its chubby cheeks utterly charming. Beside the grass were a stone table and chairs, where a handsome and elegant couple were enjoying tea.

Gu Yan walked towards them, and as soon as the Snow Shadow Tiger cub saw Gu Yan, it excitedly ran towards her and pounced on her.

"Awoo~"

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