Inside a luxurious hotel.
The most luxurious suite.
A man and a woman.
The woman had a delicate face and a body with golden proportions, though slightly marred by imperfect cosmetic work.
Of course, this didn't have much of an impact.
She was absolutely the stuff of many men's dreams.
But...
This woman, like a once plump and juicy little fish dried to a husk by the sun, made one lose all appetite at the sight of her.
Finally, calm returned.
"Sigh! No longer the beauty I once was," the man said, sighing as he sat on the edge of the bed and started smoking.
At his words, a trace of embarrassment colored the woman's face.
Zhang Xiaofan would have recognized this man and woman had he been there.
The man was naturally Ye Chen, while the woman was Pan Shengmei, the so-called campus beauty who had once conspired with Ye Chen to toy with Zhang Xiaofan.
