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Trigger warning: Mention of self-deprecation, depression and lack of confidence. Self-harm attempts. Readers' discretion is required. If uncomfortable please avoid this chapter.
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No like seriously, with how bad-tempered that woman was——what did these people even see in her? Was a beautiful face everything?
Fan Meilin angrily puffed out a cloud of smoke as he watched the mers and men look at Luo Huian like she was some delectable dessert that they wanted to gobble up in a bite.
Just what about her——
He turned to look at Luo Huian who stood under the street light and almost dropped the cigar from his mouth.
The woman who stood under the streetlight was bathed in silvery light. Her skin seemed to glow differently than the rest of the women standing next to him. Her long wavy rosy pink hair was shimmering under the light.