Chapter 111: Even I, the Chubby One, Have Become a Handsome Guy?

Pretending to Be a Boyfriend?

Isn't that a plot straight out of a TV drama or novel?

Chen Fang was somewhat surprised.

However,

Chen Fang naturally could not agree.

He had no feelings for You Nianwei; even pretending to be her boyfriend didn't appeal to him. Besides, Chen Fang originally intended to introduce Pang Tong to You Nianwei.

With that in mind,

Chen Fang spoke up: "I'm afraid that won't work."

"I'm a Future Star Entertainment artist now. Whenever I go out, I have to wear a mask and sunglasses. Even if it’s not for my own sake, I have to consider the company's interests—I can’t let the paparazzi catch me off guard. So I can’t agree to this request."

That was a good excuse.

At least,

It was a reason from the company’s perspective.

You Nianwei wanted to rebut but found no angle to argue against it.

Hearing this,

You Nianwei felt disappointed.

She had a liking for Chen Fang.

Of course,

That attraction was limited to his appearance.

After all,

Which woman doesn't like an ultimate handsome man?

In the entire entertainment industry of Huaguo, there was probably no other man handsomer than Chen Fang, nor anyone who could match his looks.

Pang Tong was deeply envious.

Why didn’t he have such a handsome face?

Chen Fang timely added, "If you just want to deal with your family’s matchmaking, I have a good person to recommend."

You Nianwei wasn’t very interested; she didn’t believe anyone could be as handsome as Chen Fang. She was a typical appearance-focused woman—ugly guys were unbearable—but since Chen Fang said so, she naturally followed up, "Who is it?"

"A friend of mine."

"He may not be as handsome as me, but he’s all muscle."

"A total tough guy!"

Chen Fang lied without hesitation.

Pang Tong was stunned.

When had he ever been all muscle? More like full of fat.

Pang Tong was currently just trying to lose weight, with no muscle-building plan yet. The only noticeable muscle on him was his biceps.

On the other end of the call,

You Nianwei’s eyes lit up at the mention of a tough guy.

A tough guy would do!

At least one of looks or physique had to be impressive.

Unconsciously,

You Nianwei licked her lips.

Yes.

You Nianwei was indeed a shallow woman—if a man’s appearance couldn’t satisfy her, she wasn’t interested in knowing his inner qualities.

Hearing the lip-smacking sound, Chen Fang knew this was promising. He smiled and patted Pang Tong’s shoulder, joking, "See, this is fate. My friend wants to open a restaurant in Kyoto, and your family is top-tier in this industry. You should meet, talk about the restaurant business, and get to know each other."

"If you think it’s okay, let’s set a time."

Chen Fang raised an eyebrow at Pang Tong.

Seeing this,

Pang Tong immediately straightened up, adjusted his collar, and wore a proud smile.

Chen Fang worried his intentions were too obvious, so he stepped back: "It’s just pretending. You can talk about the restaurant privately, then pretend to be boyfriend and girlfriend back at your place. It won’t affect anything."

Pang Tong’s palm gripped Chen Fang’s shoulder tightly.

His eyes overflowed with sincerity.

Good brothers!

For life!!!

After considering for a moment, You Nianwei agreed, "Then let’s find a time to meet."

Done!

A clear smile appeared on Chen Fang’s lips.

When Pang Tong heard You Nianwei’s answer, he almost jumped off the sofa, regressing from a modern man to a monkey.

Chen Fang glanced at the calendar.

Tomorrow wouldn’t work.

He had to attend the Star Road program, so he couldn't spare the time; the day after might also be unavailable because Xi Yuanyuan told him that Xi Dong wanted to discuss rebuilding the film department face-to-face.

That left the earliest opportunity as the day after tomorrow.

Of course,

If Chen Fang’s presence wasn’t required, Pang Tong could go alone tomorrow.

But Chen Fang was uneasy—Pang Tong had never been alone with a woman before, so it was better to have a wingman like Chen Fang for backup.

If Pang Tong said something wrong, Chen Fang could help cover it up.

With this in mind,

Chen Fang fixed the time: "Then let’s meet the evening of the day after tomorrow. The exact time depends on your schedule."

You Nianwei counted on her fingers, a little annoyed.

Why the day after tomorrow?

So long~

However,

She composed herself: "Then the day after tomorrow it is. I should be free all day."

"Eight o’clock in the evening."

Chen Fang confirmed.

You Nianwei had no objections.

They hung up.

Pang Tong’s monkey nature could no longer be suppressed; he jumped up and shouted loudly in the living room, "When it counts, it’s still brothers!"

The next second,

Pang Tong started singing at the top of his lungs.

Chen Fang hadn’t heard the song before, but it was obviously about brotherhood.

Chen Fang’s verdict: not as good as "My Good Brother."

But soon,

Pang Tong frowned deeply.

"Chen Fang, why did you say I’m all muscle? How could I build muscle in just two or three days?! The moment we meet, the truth is out." Pang Tong hoped to be the tough guy Chen Fang described, but the fact was, he still had a noticeable belly.

Chen Fang glanced at the empty bottle on the coffee table.

Exercise alone wouldn’t do it.

But it couldn’t be helped.

Who said Chen Fang didn’t have an ace up his sleeve?

Although half a bottle of the vitality elixir couldn’t completely transform Pang Tong, it definitely had some effect.

Only,

The medicine took time to work.

Chen Fang asked the system with some puzzlement, "System, why hasn’t the fat guy changed after drinking half a bottle of vitality elixir?"

The system seemed to be thinking, then replied uncertainly, "He’s not the host, so the absorption is slower. Besides, he only drank half a bottle, not a full one, so the effect is reduced. After a night’s sleep, it should show by tomorrow morning."

"Fat guy, use these two days to train hard. Better late than never. Also, wear loose clothes the day after tomorrow; when you walk and talk, hold your breath a bit. You Nianwei won’t strip you to check your chest and abs, so it won’t be a big deal."

Such a vitality elixir should be kept secret.

Otherwise,

Chen Fang would definitely be captured and dissected.

Pang Tong measured his belly with his hand.

Compared to before, it was smaller, but still obvious if he wore short sleeves.

Seeing this,

Chen Fang stayed silent, got up to wash, and returned to his room.

The next day,

Chen Fang woke Pang Tong to exercise.

The bedroom door opened.

A man, one meter eighty tall, with a messy bedhead, scratched the back of his oversized shorts as he walked out: "I was so excited I couldn’t sleep last night. What time is it now?"

Chen Fang’s expression changed; he deliberately feigned shock: "You’re Pang Tong? You’re the fat guy?? How did you turn into a different person overnight?"

Hearing this,

Pang Tong was confused.

He walked toward the bathroom, puzzled: "What do you mean a different person? I just stayed up late, I didn’t time travel."

Seconds later,

A deafening noise erupted from the bathroom.

"Damn!"

"Is this me?"

Pang Tong looked at himself in the mirror, touching his face in disbelief.

In just one night,

Pang Tong... had become handsome.