A Man in Another World: The Yellow-Haired Warrior Who Infiltrated Pure Love

"Yuan Hua, I want that one?"

Hannah looked at Yuan Hua with affectionate eyes, clearly addicted to the dragon milk.

The power of Level 3 Might is truly formidable.

Looking at Hannah kneeling on the ground with her head sticking up high, Yuan Hua felt a strange sense of accomplishment.

"Get up, there's no need for this."

Yuan Hua isn't a psychopath, and Hannah isn't a criminal in prison; there's no need for them to be so humble.

"I'll definitely give it to you as long as you ask, so don't rush, let's talk about it after we finish eating."

"Mmm! Okay?!"

……

"These cosmetics look very expensive."

After applying eyeshadow and blush, and after a series of tedious tasks, Feisheng put down the cosmetics in her hand and tossed the dress to Hannah.

The once simple and pretty village girl has instantly transformed into a nightclub queen!

"Tsk, from now on this will be your work uniform."

Yuan Hua grabbed Hannah's hand, his fingertips sinking deep into her tender flesh.

The main advantage of this outfit is that it makes things easy; you can just casually toss it to the side...

Hey~ You can go in now...

……

"Why aren't you back yet, it's so late..."

Yong-tae was getting a little anxious; this was the first time Hannah had come home so late.

"Could it be at Yuan Hua's house?"

Yong-tae came to his yard and looked into Yuan Hua's house. The light was on, but there seemed to be only one person inside (Tulip, who had just woken up and was still a little dazed). She looked like she was sitting on the sofa in a daze. Hannah probably wasn't at Yuan Hua's house.

"Strange……"

Yong-tae immediately dispelled his suspicions about Yuan Hua.

"Never mind, I'll take a shower first. They're probably visiting a friend."

Upon entering the bathroom, Yong-tae paused, then took out Hannah's unwashed clothes from the tub—a thong-shaped garment with an opening in the middle and a string of pearls hanging from it; it appeared to be...

Upon unfolding it, Yong-tae was struck dumb...

This garment had something he knew all too well…

Kun ng liquid!

"How... how is it possible?!"

Yong-tae plopped down on the ground, his eyes glazed over, completely numb...

"No, this is impossible..."

“How could Hannah betray me... We grew up together since we were little…”

The silent weeping was deafening, and the expression on Yong-tae's face was even more ferocious than the mask of pain.

The person he spent every day with has become someone else's shape, and excruciating pain runs through Yong-tae's body...

"why why……"

Yong-tae's wailing caught Katyusha's attention outside the door. She had just returned from shopping at the market when she heard her neighbor crying. What was going on? Was it domestic violence?

Katyusha blinked innocently.

"I don't think Hannah is that kind of person, right?"

……

"It's fake...it must be fake..."

Yong-tae sat down on the living room sofa, utterly dejected, all his strength drained away by the sudden devastating news…

"Maybe it's a misunderstanding... Yes, it's a misunderstanding."

Yong-tae suddenly stood up, but when he saw Hannah's room, his tears flowed uncontrollably once again...

Not going home so late at night, plus the residue on Hannah's clothes, it's really hard not to overthink it...

……

"I should probably go back."

Hannah rested her head on her arm, looking like she had drunk too much.

Yuan Hua suddenly had a wicked idea. He laid Hannah down on the sofa, straightened her clothes to make sure she wasn't exposed, and then placed her hand on his oregano!

"Ascension, take a picture."

"They're here! They've got work!"

……

Have the photos been developed yet?

Yuan Hua leaned his head closer to Fei Sheng.

"I'm washing, I'm washing, what are you rushing me for?! If you keep making noise, I'll pull your 'Iron Eight' down!"

As a close buddy in crime, Feisheng never tolerated Yuan Hua's behavior and would actually curse her out.

"Okay, we're out."

Feisheng slapped the photo on the table and then backed it up.

"Wash a few more sheets."

Yuan Hua turned around and looked at Hannah.

"Wash it and give it to her."

"Aren't you worried that Yong-tae will find out?"

The hand that was about to ascend paused.

"I left a pair of panties at Hannah's house. Judging by the time, Yong-tae should have found them by now."

Yuan Hua sat down in the swivel chair and held Fei Sheng in his arms.

"You're a real scoundrel."

A faint smile appeared on Fei Sheng's lips.

"I understand, it's high definition, right?"

"Of course, it would be best to Photoshop her to look more alluring."

"Only Ugly Photo Editor is available, take it or leave it."

……

"Ugh! Why did you have to take such embarrassing photos..."

Hannah blushed as she looked at the photograph in her hand...

"Don't move, I'm helping you remove your makeup."

Ascension straightened Hannah's head.

"Is it still not ready? I haven't been home all night."

Hannah couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"Well, a little longer won't make a difference."

Feisheng pointed to the money bag in Hannah's hand.

"You could just say you found a job."

……

As dawn broke, Yong-tae slowly closed his bloodshot eyes, got up, and walked into the house.

He couldn't take it anymore; after a night of torment, his mental state was already close to collapse.

crunch————

The door opened, and Yong-tae turned around sharply, his gaze falling on Hannah, who had just returned.

"Where did you go..."

Yong-tae's voice was a bit hoarse.

"Huh? Yongtae?"

Seeing Yong-tae's haggard appearance, Hannah immediately became nervous.

“I went for a job interview yesterday, and because it was so late, I stayed at my best friend’s house for a while.”

"interview?"

Yong-tae was taken aback.

"Yes, I went for an interview..."

Hannah placed the money bag on the table and opened it. The glittering gold coins immediately stunned Yong-tae; it was the first time he had ever seen so many gold coins!

"30 gold coins a month, Yong-tae, we'll never have to worry about money again."

Hannah forced a smile. She suddenly realized that she didn't seem to love Yong-tae as much anymore.

"..."

Yong-tae's hands, hidden in his sleeves, trembled violently...

"Can you tell me... what kind of job it is...?"

"..."

Hannah shook her head...