Huang Qian glanced at the four women and shook his head, "Let them be."
The distance between the four women and Yao Ran and her friends was more than ten meters.
Looking at Yao Ran and others' clothes, one of the women said, with a hint of jealousy in her voice, "Those people are so lucky. Even in the current situation, they can still wear such warm clothes."
Hearing this, the eldest woman glared at the woman and said, "Shut up. Do you know who they are?"
The woman was scolded and felt unhappy.
She rolled her eyes and said, "I wonder if those men own those women. To wear such good clothes, the men must spoil those women very much."
After listening to her words, another woman's eyes flickered, and she asked in a low voice, "Sisters, should we try our luck? Maybe those men are tired of those women and are willing to give us a chance."
