Chapter 51: The Enchantment of Reality

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Didn’t see her yesterday, did I?
She’s quite attractive, isn’t she?
From Li Yan’s three years of experience appreciating beauty, this girl before him easily rates an eight out of ten.
Not that she couldn’t score a nine—it’s just that she isn’t wearing makeup.
If she had on makeup, Li Yan believed she would be a solid nine.
As for a perfect ten?
Li Yan thought such a girl didn’t exist in this world.
Beauty is such a subjective matter; some prefer mature women, others younger girls—it’s impossible to unify these tastes.
But her skin, glowing with a milky radiance, seemed almost translucent. The light settled softly upon it, lending her an ethereal glow.
Her facial features were clean and sharp; a delicate, well-shaped nose, devoid of any makeup, yet naturally exquisite to a breathtaking degree.
Makeup might have intensified her look, but she seemed to need no adornment. She was born to embody that perfect “cool and distant” aura.
Some people are strikingly beautiful but feel crafted or embellished.
She, however, carried an innate “fragile coolness” about her.
A single glance from her lifted one into an atmosphere far removed from the mundane, captivating and impossible to look away from.
Her cheekbones curved beautifully—not deliberately, but exquisitely so—flawless under the sunlight, even the fine down on her skin shimmered as if lit from within.
A gentle breeze stirred, and without changing her expression, she seemed even more tender.
At a glance, one might think, “There are many beautiful girls in the world, but she possesses an inherent uniqueness.”
Li Yan thought to himself, yes, this must be the kind of girlfriend I’m looking for.
What is true beauty?
She is the very definition of it.
Even a fleeting glance would leave an indelible mark on one’s heart, lingering long after.
Even the thin black hair tie on her snow-white, slender wrist was perfectly suited to her.
The receptionist was long accustomed to this.
Since a girl named Wang Wanjun began working part-time here last week, every visitor—man or woman, old or young—couldn’t help but be drawn to her presence.
The receptionist thought Wang Wanjun was perhaps the most beautiful girl she had ever seen, bar none.
In fact, compared to many in the entertainment industry, Wang Wanjun seemed far superior.
As for the handsome young man who came in yesterday to register, the receptionist remembered him well too.
One reason was that his piano teacher, Mr. Wang, mentioned the boy had to learn a variation of “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star” within three days—a topic of mild buzz at the Tianyin Tutoring Center.
Most students usually request pieces like “Dream Wedding,” “I’m Yours,” or “Kiss the Rain.”
“Twinkle Twinkle Little Star” was a first.

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Another reason was the Patek Philippe Nautilus watch on this boy named Li Yan’s wrist.
Was it real?
The receptionist didn’t know for sure, but she thought it probably was.
After all, the boy’s Chanel summer outfit and Louis Vuitton collaborative sneakers likely cost more than her entire year’s salary.
Add to that the unmistakable air of confidence he carried.
The receptionist was convinced the watch was genuine.
A truly high-caliber second-generation rich kid!
Though Shudu was bustling and prosperous, such wealthy heirs were still quite rare.
When Wang Wanjun saw Li Yan enter, her pupils contracted slightly...
Li Yan?
The leader of the freshmen group?
The one who had sent her a 200-yuan red packet and made her an admin?
How did he end up here? How did he know she worked here? Did he know her?
It was no wonder Wang Wanjun’s mind raced with suspicion.
It was simply too coincidental.
Just yesterday, she had become an admin in the new student group, and while working her part-time shift, she was reviewing the new members.
She had just added the group leader on WeChat and casually browsed his Moments. The boy looked clean, tidy, and well-dressed.
She recognized those luxury brands from the internet age, but it didn’t concern her.
And then, the very next day, she met him in person?
It felt almost surreal.
Wang Wanjun’s past made her wary.
She had been pursued by too many people; back in college in the mountain city, some had even waited for her in her small hometown.
This made her fearful, worried that this new group leader, whom she had known for less than a day, might be after her.
If Li Yan knew what this stunning girl was thinking...
Well, he would probably just think she was overthinking—but it was understandable.
While Li Yan pondered how to approach this stunning girl, the receptionist noticed his gaze and was no longer surprised.
“This is Wang Wanjun, our summer part-timer. If I ever take a day off, you can also ask for her help.”
After all, Li Yan was a premium client, and tutoring centers loved students like him.
He paid promptly, and the fees for the three-day accelerated training weren’t cheap—the receptionist earned a commission!

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As for why she introduced Wang Wanjun, now her colleague, the receptionist was considerate.
She knew Wang Wanjun came from a modest background. Most customers who came in these days received a brief introduction about her.
Helping her earn a little commission was no harm—after all, it was only part-time, and there was no conflict of interest. The girl wasn’t having it easy.
Besides working the front desk, Wang Wanjun had to hand out flyers twice a day in the scorching heat—a tough job.
With such beauty, Wang Wanjun easily captivated both men and women alike, including the receptionist, whose eyes sparkled when looking at her...
“Wang Wanjun???”
Li Yan thought...
Could it really be such a coincidence?
Just yesterday, he wondered what the girl named Wang Wanjun, his admin, looked like.
And today, he met someone with that exact name?
The receptionist, hearing Li Yan’s question, looked at him puzzled, then glanced at Wang Wanjun.
Seeing Wang Wanjun’s pure, makeup-free face looking at the boy before her, she nodded slightly.
“That’s me...”
The receptionist’s neck creaked from turning so much, her eyes full of curiosity and gossip.
“What are you two whispering about?”
“Do you two know each other?”
“What’s going on?”
Wang Wanjun had only been on the job for a little over a week, but already at least ten people had come asking about her, pursuing her, seeking her contact, or bringing flowers.
The receptionist had never seen Wang Wanjun show any kindness to these suitors.
Now, this wealthy second-generation named Li Yan knew Wang Wanjun?
Li Yan smiled faintly when Wang Wanjun nodded in confirmation. He truly hadn’t expected such a coincidence.
Well then... things just got a lot easier~
“What a coincidence. I’m off to practice piano now; we’ll chat later.”
“Mm...”
It wasn’t a game of playing hard to get, but Li Yan had urgent system tasks to attend to and knew how to prioritize.
Besides, since she worked here and was his admin, the opportunity to connect was already there—no need to rush.