The woman was dressed in a silver figure-hugging skirt and off-shoulder top. Her upper arms were fair and smooth, and her face was heavily made up. It was obvious from one look that she was a frequent walker in the night scene.
When everyone around saw this woman, they wolf-whistled.
"Who is this? Aren't you going to introduce her to us?"
"I never expect that someone as decent- and honest-looking as you could find such a beauty to shack up with!"
"Not so decent and honest after all! Hahaha!"
Everyone was speaking at the same time. Luo Zhan began to get annoyed at the comments about him. He waved his hand in exasperation and protested, "What the hell! Where did this trollop come from? You're putting so much on display. Do I even know you?"
When the woman heard that, her expression changed immediately. "What is that supposed to mean?"
