Wang Kaichen was taken aback when he suddenly saw An Qiye looking somewhat disheveled with a stubby beard.
"An Qiye, how did you end up like this?" he exclaimed in shock.
As one of the top four young masters of Hua Hai City, he should at least be spirited and meticulous about his image.
An Qiye laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Do I look very decadent now?"
"...It does seem a little." Wang Kaichen nodded.
"Ah—" An Qiye sighed deeply, "It's a long story."
"What exactly happened?" Wang Kaichen pressed on.
An Qiye fell silent for a moment, then looked up at Wang Kaichen and said, "Didn't you ask me out to learn about Ye Fan? The way I am now, it's all because of Ye Fan."
"Can't be, right?" Wang Kaichen said incredulously. If Ye Fan really had that much influence, being in the same circle in Hua Hai City, he wouldn't have just found out today.
"It was him!" An Qiye revealed a look of deep-seated resentment.
