Feng Xing glanced at the silent and deep man and sneered, "Got kicked out, huh?"
"Tsk," Yue Lin chuckled lightly, "That's on you. A big guy getting kicked out by a woman—your skin isn't thick enough or your tactics aren't hard enough. You're not manly enough. I'm telling you, girls as pretty and naive as Chi Huan are hard to come by these days."
Actually, it's not that there aren't many who are pretty and naive.
Yue Lin felt that it was mainly because there weren't many that were as pretty. Whether they were naive or not didn't really matter—men will be men, with their basic instincts.
These days, photographic deception is basically maddening. There's no shortage of female celebrities who look frightening without makeup on screen. Having seen enough, he felt a certain empathy.
