Chunan thought he wouldn’t be easily surprised by anything anymore. After all, he’d lived two lifetimes and reincarnated once. Even when the system popped up, he barely blinked.

He’d weathered big storms—what hadn’t he seen?

—But this, he’d truly never seen.

After two lifetimes, this was his first time with over a million in personal savings. Actually, three million. Plus his own stash… well, he didn’t have much. But rounding up, it felt like being four millionaires!

Now, his mortgage worries vanished. He could even buy a luxury car.

All thanks to his good buddy Xiaohan’s selfless help. Without her, how would such luck ever reach him?

So he felt deeply grateful to Xiaohan. Very grateful.

He even volunteered to help her pack.

While tidying up, he mentioned the system reward. When Xiaohan heard over three million had landed in his bank account, her eyes went wide.

“Daddy! Support me! I don’t wanna work hard anymore!”

Chunan stared at her for a moment.

Honestly, if he stayed frugal, that money would last ages after paying the mortgage. Supporting Xiaohan? More than enough—she had simple needs, easy to take care of.

Both orphanage kids, they’d learned thriftiness early.

Plus, this windfall came from Xiaohan. What seemed like a trap now felt like a blessing.

She’d even turned herself into a girl to help him.

But he hesitated to reply too fast. He could support her, yet he didn’t want her becoming a dependent couch potato. And he couldn’t rush things.

Just as he prepared to explain his stance, the system popped up again—

[Additional Task Activated: Help Xiaohan Become a Popular Idol]

[No time limit. Host may choose to complete. Stage rewards apply to host.]

[Check task system for details.]

Chunan: “….”

Had the system shifted Xiaohan’s original task to him?

But no time limit…

After a pause, Chunan said, “I’ll support you. But from now on, you listen to me.”

“Of course! No problem!” Xiaohan agreed instantly.

Duh—even without support, she had to obey him anyway.

Of course, not every word. Only serious commands. Or else… punishment.

What punishment? She didn’t wanna know.

—Yep, all her earlier threats were bluff.

Truly, the unknown scared her most. What if it meant elimination? Regret would come too late.

“Alright, you’ll live here now,” Chunan nodded.

This time, Xiaohan excitedly hugged him.

No more work ever!

Nothing to do at all!

Compared to this, being a girl didn’t matter much.

Her happy life had arrived!

After calming down, she released Chunan and asked, “Hey, didn’t you say the system gave you cool items? What are they?”

“Not cool items—just interesting,” Chunan found the [Divine Makeup Pill] in-system and materialized it. “Try this.”

A small white box appeared in his hand. Inside lay two white pills.

The flashy description promised perfect bare-faced beauty with one pill. Chunan didn’t care for himself, but a prettier Xiaohan around? He wouldn’t mind.

Xiaohan picked up a pill, raised an eyebrow slightly. “Isn’t this just plastic surgery in pill form?”

“Who knows? Try it?” Chunan smiled.

“One each.” Xiaohan wasn’t dumb enough to be the sole guinea pig.

Chunan didn’t refuse. “Deal. Together.”

They swallowed the pills simultaneously.

…Nothing happened.

“Does this even work?” Xiaohan touched her face, puzzled. “Am I prettier?”

Before Chunan answered, she froze. “Uh… wow! What’s this? My face… feels oily… ugh!”

She dashed to the bathroom mid-sentence.

Chunan paused, feeling oddness on his own face. He touched it—strange liquid coated his palm.

He headed for the bathroom too.

But before arriving, Xiaohan’s shout echoed: “Wow—!”

“What’s wrong?” Chunan rushed to the door. Xiaohan stood at the sink, staring back. He froze.

Xiaohan now looked far prettier than before.

She’d washed off the liquid. Bare-faced yet flawlessly made-up—natural, as if born that way. Chunan knew little about beauty, but he thought she looked stunning.

Water droplets on her skin didn’t ruin it at all.

—Until she spoke, shattering the moment: “Holy crap! I’m gorgeous! What if I fall for myself? Ugh, why’s this body mine?”

“If it weren’t yours, you still couldn’t win her over,” Chunan shot back. “A girl this pretty would glance your way?”

Xiaohan: “….”

Did he have to be so blunt?

Ignoring her bruised ego, Chunan nudged her aside and washed his face. After scrubbing clean, he glanced in the mirror—and froze.

He barely recognized himself.

His original looks were decent—not handsome, but the type that grew on you. Now, the pill added rugged charm. Every expression screamed masculinity, especially his electrifying eyes.

“…Can I spit this out?” he muttered.

“Why? You look amazing! Don’t like it?” Xiaohan blinked.

Chunan stayed silent a moment.

He had to admit—he was handsomer now. But… he wasn’t used to this version.

“Listen,” Xiaohan advised as a buddy, “start live-streaming with a camera. This face’ll attract fangirls. Finding a girlfriend? Easy. Girls might even chase you.”

Chunan shrugged. “Do you think I’m that guy?”

“Planning to stay single forever?” Xiaohan eyed him. “Streaming at home daily, no social life—you’ll never meet anyone. Seriously no girlfriend plans?”

“No plans yet,” Chunan dried his face, tilting his head with a sudden grin. “Or are you just projecting your single status onto my love life?”

Xiaohan: “…Get lost.”