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When people are extremely angry, it's normal for their emotions to becerratic.
Nanson believed that in the eyes of a lover, Violet was not the type to lose her temper without reason. Love
often blinds us to the flaws of those we cherish.
Anthea, munching on an apple, continued, "We may not have witnessed what started it all, but a person's eyes
never lie. From the look in Violet's eyes, she doesn't seem easy to get along with. By the way, Uncle, what did
you say her profession was again?"
"Eyes are the windows to the soul," they say.
Throughout her life, Anthea had met all sorts of people. She was no stranger to those who wore masks like
Violet.
"Dance instructor," Nanson replied.
Anthea smiled slightly, "People who practice dance regularly have well-developed leg muscles that are hard to
lose. But if you look at Violet's legs, the muscles are loose and lack any firmness. It's obvious she's not been
exercising! Uncle, do you really think a dance instructor would have such underdeveloped muscles?"
Dancing primarily relies on leg work, which over tbuilds strong, solid muscles.
Looking at Violet's legs, they didn't resemble those of someone who danced regularly.
Nanson was taken aback, disbelief evident in his eyes.
Seeing Nanson's expression, Anthea took another bite of her apple, "Uncle, if you don't believe me, just look at
your arms. You deliver packages all the time; your arm muscles are definitely more developed than the average
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Nanson glanced at his own arms.
Indeed, his muscles were exceptionally developed.
He licked his lips, "But Ms. White is very conscious about her figure. Every tshe orders, it's just a salad. Her
slim legs could be due to her discipline."
"Dancing is a very physically demanding activity. Imagine if you had to deliver packages every day on just a few
leaves of lettuce, could you manage it?" Anthea continued, biting into her apple. "Even if her thin legs are due to
dieting, how do you explain the lack of muscle? You know being thin and having muscle aren't necessarily
related, right?"
Anthea's reasoning was sound and irrefutable.
Nanson's face turned a shade paler.
Could it be that Violet really had deceived him?
Anthea continued, "Uncle, if you look at Violet's face, although her makeup is perfect today, even heavy
foundation can't hide the tiredness on her face and the faint red veins in her eyes. Do you know what causes
that?"
Nanson shook his head.
Anthea casually tossed the apple core, "That's the result of frequent all-nighters, living a life where day and night
are reversed. This
suggests Violet might not be net
dance instructor at all; she likely works night shifts."
The apple core landed perfectly into a trash can ten meters away.
"Maybe she just stays up late a lot? Young people these days love pulling all- nighters," Nanson retorted.
Anthea laughed, "Staying up late and
pulling an all-nighter are different things. Just staying up late wouldn't cause what we see in her. From her
appearance, it looks like she's been living this way for over a decade."
Nanson was stunned once more.
If what Anthea said was true, then what did Violet really do for a living?
Why would she lie to him?
"Uncle, there are many jobs that require night shifts. Have you ever wondered why Violet wouldn't just be honest
about her job and instead claimed to be a dance instructor?" Anthea asked.
Anthea already had her suspicions.
The art of reading people is profound.
From Violet's features and the way she carried herself, it was clear she led a vibrant nightlife.
"I... I don't know," Nanson's expression was unreadable as he looked up at Anthea, "Annie, could you be
mistaken? Can you really tell someone works night shifts just by looking at them?"
Anthea laughed, "Do you know what the art of reading people emphasizes?"
"I don't," Nanson admitted.
Anthea smiled, "It emphasizes
observation, listening, questioning, and touch Observation is about noticing complexion; listening is about
hearing the subtle sounds; questioning involves asking about symptoms; touch is about feeling the pulse. Any
expert could tell from Violet's complexion that she's accustomed to night shifts."
Nanson was at a loss for words.
"Uncle, do you not believe what I'm saying?"
"It's just hard to accept," Nanson admitted.
After all, Violet was his girlfriend, and Anthea's revelations were difficult for him to
process all at once.
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