Jian Yanyan was also irate, her small face flushed bright red and her eyes wide. She took a step forward and glared at the man, saying, "What? Did I speak wrongly? Are you going to hit me now?"
The man was gnashing his teeth with anger, but he didn't have the courage to openly raise his hand on a woman. "I don't hit women," he seethed, "but you should be careful. Being with such a malicious woman, you won't get anything good."
"Malicious? Who the hell is malicious? Open your doggy eyes and look, do you know this white lotus? Are you standing up for her, hoping she'll be so grateful she'll offer herself to you? Oh, right, she might just do that. There's nothing she won't stoop to, maybe she really would offer herself. If it's her body, she'll just give it away to whoever wants it."
