"I'm really sorry. My friend has drunk too much. Please don't mind him. Don't argue with him." Han Wenyue tried her best to stop Yun Fan. Seeing that Zhang Lin had broken free of Bei Jing and the others, she hurriedly pulled him with one hand. She had no time to think about what others were wearing.
The man chuckled again and sized Han Wenyue up a few more times. His eyes were full of cold light, which was very frightening. He waved his hand and said, "I don't mind. It's not a big deal."
Han Wenyue was in a flurry and naturally did not notice the strange look in the other's eyes. She apologized and said, "I'm really sorry, don't take it seriously."
Yun Fan and Zhang Lin were irritated. They shouted, "Damn it! What are you looking at?"
The man didn't say anything. He looked at Han Wenyu
