By that time, he would have no future left, nothing at all.
Maybe he would end up destitute on the streets.
No woman would marry him, and he wouldn't have children.
Her curse... it really worked. Thinking about it, Lilac Serval smiled.
But as she smiled, her smile suddenly froze on her face.
Seeing her smile, he knew she hated him to the bone.
"Lilac Serval, that young boy called Little 11, if I'm not wrong, you're financially supporting his university education?"
"Yeah, that's right, what about it? It's not financial support, it's called dating." Lilac Serval narrowed her eyes, "He doesn't have much money right now, I'm just lending him some. He accompanies me at night, and he doesn't charge me. Little 11 is attractive, and his appearance fee is quite high, thousands for one night. In the end, I'm the one making a profit, the tuition fee is just a bit of money."
