"Did your brother look like my boss?" Mr. Han asked curiously, dropping a subtle hint.
"A little bit…" Aryan replied awkwardly, not giving it much thought. "I mistook your boss that night because I was drunk. My brother is more handsome than him."
In Aryan's eyes, comparing his slim younger brother to this well-built man didn't quite add up. Only Evan's eyes and delicate features vaguely reminded him of Eron.
"Oh…" Mr. Han tried to sound casual, but a faint smile tugged at Evan's lips.
"So, are you saying I'm not handsome?" Evan teased, keeping a straight face.
"Ah—no! I didn't mean that. You're handsome too," Aryan quickly corrected himself.
"I'll be heading back next week," Evan said, changing the subject.
"Already? Just a month and you're leaving?" Aryan asked, a little disappointed.
