Veil's brows furrowed instinctively. "Black?"
Asean nodded, then shook his head. "Almost like the color of the 'core' inside a betel nut."
Hiss—
Even Veil couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath at the vivid and disturbing comparison—adding his own small contribution to global warming.
Kai, standing nearby, shrank his neck back. "Isn't that even worse than that manager from earlier?"
Veil rolled his eyes in Kai's direction, signaling him to cut the crap.
Then he turned to Asean and asked calmly, "Do you still like her?"
Fanyuan was a bitch—there was no doubt about that. In the original story, she worked as an escort for rich clients.
But judging from Asean's description, chances were, she'd already been a man-killer long before college!
Asean shook his head in horror. "I didn't know... If I'd known what kind of woman she really was, I never would've dated her."
Just thinking about it now made a chill run down his spine.
