So those two, huh, there's absolutely no way for them.
"You should give up on Rong He," Qianxun said with a mischievous smile, "Even though he's really good-looking, what can you do? He's bent. He's even more crooked than a U-shaped magnet! I saw it with my own eyes, in that host club, with a young, skinny guy on each arm."
Heather squinted her eyes, "Wait a minute, I feel like I should first ask, why were you in a host club?"
"Ha..." Qianxun scratched the back of her head and laughed, "It's just Fei'er... you've met her, my good friend, she's always so carefree, she likes doing all sorts of weird things... And since we were in Japan... her mom was Japanese, she's passed away, but her grandfather is still there, so she goes to Japan occasionally, over time she's become really familiar with the place and knows where all the fun spots are..."
"And the host club is what she considers fun?"
