Qin Yuan looked at the bald man with added contempt.
It really was very unlucky.
Always dragging the topic back to women, wasn't that unlucky?
Only the bald man could do such a thing.
No one else could do something like this.
At that moment, fear flashed across the woman's face, but after taking a deep breath, she ultimately said nothing.
How could she speak now?
Once she spoke, the consequences would be unimaginable.
So she still didn't want to say anything.
Can't one just wish to be safe and sound?
Besides, hadn't the topic just been shifted away? Why drag it back again?
The bald man's mind really was problematic.
She really wanted to beat him up fiercely.
Not beating him up, she truly couldn't quell the hatred in her heart.
But the woman only dared to think this in her heart and didn't dare to take action.
As time ticked by, the bald man's gaze toward the woman grew colder. After a moment of silence, he immediately said,
