Transmigration to a Beautiful Man

Transmigration to a Beautiful Man
Anita Emphasizes Haris' Opinion About Herself


The sides of the bowl were so thick, that the boiling hot soup was not charred. Only a comfortable warmth seeps through the bowl.


Haris cupped a small bowl with both hands, earnestly waiting for the soup to cool down.


Although the bowl was not large, it still took a while for the bowl to cool completely. Seeing that she was waiting earnestly, Anita found a wooden spoon for Haris to use.


“Use this.”


"Thank you …."


Haris started drinking little by little. The hot soup settled in his stomach, and the pain soon disappeared slowly.


Anita stood to the side, watching and worried at the same time.


“Eat something, don't just drink soup. You eat very little during the day, right? Waking up in the middle of the night looking for chocolate, you must be very hungry.”


Haris stop. He hesitantly pushed the chicken bones that Anita gave him with her spoon before he finally found the beans in the soup. After eating the beans, he acted as if he had finished his task and did not bother to touch anything.


Anita snorted and understood exactly what Haris meant.


“You think gnawing at bones is uncomfortable? Hey, come on, your teeth can handle it at your young age!”


Anita started to nag and took the meat from her bones and cut it into small pieces. Then, he put it back in the pot.


The second time he served soup to Haris, he replaced it and gave him half a bowl of soup and half a bowl of meat.


The chicken meat has been cooked to be so tender that it can almost be swallowed without chewing.


Haris this time obediently ate it all. Then, he handed the bowl to Anita.


Anita placed it on top of a pile of bowls on the table next to it.


Haris looked at Anita, her gaze as if asking for another meal.


“You can't eat anymore. If you eat too much in the middle of the night, it will be bad for your stomach. Sleep again, I will make more food for you tomorrow.”


Harris, "..."


Haris slowly turned his face away from his bowl.


The fire on the stove has not been extinguished. Anita put the bowl and chopsticks in the sink. He put on a glove and took the stone pot from the fire first.


Then, Haris stood up and went to wash the bowl.


“Hey, hey, just leave it there. Don't bother washing it. Water is very cold at night.”


Haris stopped and put down the bowl.


“Do not touch it, the bowl is very greasy. Help me put the spice back in the closet.”


Anita pointed at the arrangement of the herbs on the cutting board. There was also a knife next to him.


“Don't touch the knife, I'll save it later. When you are done, you can get rid of your bench and blanket.”


"Ok," Haris responded briefly.


Anita cleaned the kitchen very quickly. He's used to it. After all, he was a good cook. Although it sounded a bit unbelievable, but she cooked her own food at home.


In addition to cooking, she can also make pudding and cakes. He was practically the perfect example of a virtuous wife.


Haris quickly put the seasoning back into place, folded up the small blanket, and put back a small stool in the corner. Then, she stood quietly in front of the door and saw Anita tidying up everything in the kitchen.


Anita cleans the stove and dishes. Finally, he took off the pikachu apron.


Then, he took his coat. He did not wear it, but hung it on his shoulder. She bites the cigarette out of habit and becomes a confident and uncontrollable Anita once again.


“Come go.”


"OK." Haris answered briefly and quietly followed her up.


Anita looked like she was talking confidently and freely, but she was actually a little nervous.


He always says whatever he wants to say and does whatever he wants to do because he doesn't care what others think of him.


Anita has experienced all sorts of ups and downs that an artist can experience, such as cyberbullying, relationship rumors, and scandals. Tabloids have always liked her a lot because Anita has always provided news for them.


Any one of those can ruin a celebrity's acting career.


But Anita has experienced all of that without ruining her career.


Anita is growing too fast. He was like a tree that grew on top of the others. He must have faced a strong wind. Everyone was waiting for him to bow his head and compromise.


But Anita got through it all.


Anita does not stop growing. He survived the strong winds, continued to spread his roots, and grew into a towering giant tree, creating a phenomenon never seen before.


Anita grew up facing all kinds of strong winds, having a strong heart.


Even when he was a teenager, he was still arrogant.


This kind of nervousness, worry, hesitant emotions were things that he had almost never experienced before.


There are a lot of people who hate it and more people who like it.


Anita doesn't care. It's impossible that everyone likes it. He was naturally like himself, and he would not change himself just because someone did not like him.


But in front of Haris, he subconsciously wanted to show his bright side.


Anita somehow wants to make Haris happy and wants to get along with him. He wants to please her.


Haris is starting to become someone important. Haris is someone who moves his heart.


Is Haris handsome? This is a common thing. Anita has been in the entertainment circle for years, but Haris must be the most interesting person she has ever met, as well as the most beautiful person she has ever seen.


At first, Anita's view of Haris was purely out of admiration for her beauty. Everyone loves beautiful things, Anita is no exception.


There is no one in this world who does not care about the beautiful things that spoil the eyes.


Anyone who “doesn't care” means hasn't found anything beautiful enough to move them.


The first impression Haris left on him in the dressing room was really deep. She's beautiful, really pretty. She was so beautiful that she felt unreal.


She has a sharp beauty. The moment he opened the locker room door, he instantly came to a realization, slashing deep into Anita's heart, leaving behind an indelible trace of memory.


Anita initially had no intention of getting close. Some things are better to admire from a distance, leaving his memory in your heart, slowly reminiscing about it.


Then, while he was in the middle of the crowd, he subconsciously looked up and his heart suddenly beat twice.


Back then, Anita had long been blocked by paparazzi and asked many stupid questions. Anita walked with anger.


One glance from her had made Anita calm down.


Then, there is an inexplicable sense of loss ….


He was still the same, indifferent. There was nothing in his eyes. Haris looked at Anita the same way she looked at others.


Seeing Haris gaze, Anita knew that he meant nothing to her.


Anita had lived for over twenty years, and this was the first time she was so worried about the opinions of one person.