"Hmph, there are way too many creepy men these days, actually entering our women's store, it's simply indecent!"
At that moment, a discontented voice came from nearby.
Lin Tian realized they were talking about him, and as he looked over, he found that it was a fat woman not far away selecting clothes who had said it, and seeing him look over, she even glared fiercely in his direction.
You call yourself a girl looking like that?
Lin Tian was silently exasperated but he just frowned slightly, paying it no mind.
"Just look at him, dressed in cheap market stall clothes, actually walking into a Victoria boutique—he's definitely not here to buy clothes!"
"That's right, I bet he's one of those perverts who has a weird fetish by nature!"
"Eight out of ten times, that's the case! A while ago in our neighborhood, there was a guy specializing in stealing clothes who got caught red-handed. But supposedly, he had accomplices, it's not this guy, is it? Should we call the police?"
