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The two were playing chess, and Ye Yaoyao stood aside watching, not daring to make a sound to disturb them. Even the original owner of this body hadn't learned much about chess, music, calligraphy, or painting.

The two men playing chess were focused on the chessboard and didn't urge her to leave. Ye Yaoyao got a clear look at the man's face.

The man wore a golden mask that covered his eyebrows and eyes. He had a high and straight nose, thin and red lips, and a handsome face with sharp features.

His noble and aloof demeanor made people hesitate to approach him. Ye Yaoyao was stunned and couldn't find the words to describe his beauty.

The exquisitely crafted golden mask, with its smooth lines, made him appear even more unapproachable, captivating the viewer and making them want to remove the mask.

Ye Yaoyao stood quietly to the side without saying a word, but her mind was racing.

[System, can you find out who he is?]

[Still no.]

Since the system confessed its situation to Ye Yaoyao last time, it has become less secretive.

"Seriously? That little mask can't possibly affect your performance, can it?"

Ye Yaoyao looked incredulous, her eyes filled with confusion as she wondered why she couldn't find the person in front of her, and felt extremely wronged that the system was being looked down upon.

[Host, he might be wearing a mask because he's disfigured. You'd better not look.]

【impossible. 】

Ye Yaoyao excitedly refuted him in her heart, glancing at the man's face from time to time.

Look how beautiful his exposed parts are! I can't even find the words to describe it. Even if he's disfigured, I believe he'd still be captivating.

[Host, you weren't a fangirl before.]

That's because I've never met anyone this good-looking. There are so many celebrities in the entertainment industry, but I've never seen anyone look like this.

Oh! And his fingers, with their distinct knuckles, long and beautiful, are so pleasing to the eye; God has truly favored him.

Ye Yaoyao stared intently at the chessboard, but in reality, she was watching the man's hands.

[Host, maybe the parts he can't see are incredibly ugly?]

No, this man must be a masterpiece sculpted by God; otherwise, how could he possess such an outstanding appearance?

Ye Yaoyao refuted the system in succession.

The system was speechless; its host was hopelessly infatuated.

There's no way someone could be so perfect. Even if he's flawlessly handsome, his future might be filled with hardship and misery.

Ye Yaoyao didn't believe the system's words at all and firmly adhered to her own ideas.

[Nonsense, System. Why are you always contradicting me today? Is it because you have a defect and can't find other people's information, so you're jealous?]

The man placed a piece, a slight smile playing on his lips.

[Host, I didn't...]

Wow, he smiled! That smile could steal my soul.

Ye Yaoyao covered her chest with both hands.

The system secretly looked down on the host and continued:

Your two older brothers are good-looking, but I've never heard you praise them.

【That's the same, okay? I'm used to all the guys' looks, I'm immune to them now. I'm focusing on their inner beauty now, you understand?】

【I understand! I understand!】Host, you're such a fangirl.

With one person controlling the conversation, the game of chess is almost over.

[Host, can you tell who will win?]

[You don't know I've studied any of the four arts: music, chess, calligraphy, and painting?]

Both Ye Yaoyao spent all their time studying medicine; how could they have time to learn these things? Take handwriting, for example—which doctor writes neatly?

However, I think this handsome guy will win.

Sure enough, after a few steps, the black piece fell, leaving the white piece with no way to move.

"Haha, this old monk has lost." The old monk stroked his white beard and laughed heartily.

"Master, you flatter me." The man said calmly.

[This voice is like heavenly music, deep, mellow, and magnetic; it truly matches this appearance.]

Ye Yaoyao silently praised the man in her heart once again.

A man carrying a sword walked over from a distance. When he saw that there was a girl there, he glanced at her a few more times.

"Aren't you that girl?"

"you know me?"

This man had thick eyebrows and large eyes, with deep and defined features. He had a thin scar on his forehead and wore a dark blue outfit that accentuated his strong physique.

Ye Yaoyao's eyes were filled with confusion. She looked him up and down, but she didn't remember seeing this person before. Could it be another case of mistaken identity?

"Am I a generic face?" Ye Yaoyao wondered, touching her face with one hand.

[System, check him out.]

[Host, his name is Lian Jin, he is the bodyguard of the handsome man beside him, and he just returned to the Holy Capital from Yunmengze a few days ago.]

The system learned the handsome man's identity through this person, and the host didn't ask any more questions; the system didn't say anything.

The man called "handsome man" looked up and glanced at Ye Yaoyao, who gave him a perfect eight-tooth smile.

Lian Jin clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ye Yaoyao.

"I'm sorry, miss, I've mistaken you for someone else."

A hint of unease flashed in Lian Jin's eyes. He and his master had climbed over the wall into someone's backyard and seen it from afar, but he couldn't say anything about it.

"It's okay, maybe I just have a common face." Ye Yaoyao smiled generously and didn't mind.

"You jest, young lady."

Lian Jin thought to himself, "If someone looks like this and has an average face, then there are no ugly women in the world."

Ye Yaoyao's skin was as white as snow, yet it had a faint pink tint, just like a peach blossom in early spring, delicate and charming.

Her peach blossom eyes were clear as spring water, lively and ethereal, as if they could speak, making people want to look at them a few more times.

[Host, do you want to strike up a conversation with the handsome man first, or bribe the old monk?]

Needless to say, I've brought all my silver notes. What's the point of carrying them around for fun?

Ye Yaoyao looked at the old monk expectantly, bowed to him in a Buddhist gesture, and said politely:

"Abbot, I have something I'd like to ask you. May I speak with you in private?"

The clear voice carried a hint of pleading, and the old monk nodded.

“Young benefactor, we are destined to meet. This old monk will follow you to the side.”

Master Zhichan then looked at the little girl standing beside him, her face displaying a variety of expressions that he found quite amusing, and agreed to her request.

The two walked to a small artificial hill not far away. The masked man watched the figure from afar and raised his lips again.

"Master, what just happened?" Lian Jin looked at him with a puzzled expression.

His master hadn't seen him smile more than a few times in a year, but he smiled twice after seeing Ye Yaoyao. How strange, truly strange!

Tell me what you heard about the Ye family.

The news spread throughout the city, and Lian Jin recounted everything that everyone already knew.

"Ye Yaoyao fell into the water a few days ago and couldn't be saved. After being put in a coffin, she came back to life. Then, Madam Ye took charge of the household, and the servants sent her to the authorities."

"Investigate Ye Yaoyao thoroughly, from the moment she was born." The man's gaze was deep, making it impossible to guess his thoughts.

"Yes, master."

Lian Jin was somewhat confused. They had just returned to the Holy Capital from Yunmengze. Why was their master investigating a little girl?

"Master, is there anything special about Ye Yaoyao?"

Lian Jin couldn't help but speak up.

“It is somewhat special.” After saying this, the man fell silent.