"Hey beautiful, this outfit doesn't look good on you. How about getting off the plane with me? I'll take you to buy something nicer, you'll definitely like it."
As Xiaoying and Elder Xuan were waiting in line, an extremely discordant voice came from behind.
Xiaoying turned around and saw a young man with a hooligan demeanor, his hair dyed green, smiling there.
"Scram," Xiaoying said lightly, not in the mood to talk much. Otherwise, she would definitely give him a good punishment.
"Oh, little girl with a big temper, huh? I'm the third young master of the Qian Family in Hai City. I advise you not to be ungrateful."
The green-haired young man said viciously.
"Disappear before I get angry. Otherwise, die." Xiaoying's face turned completely cold.
"Oh, who are you scaring? I want to see how you, this little girl, could kill me today." As the green-haired man spoke, he reached out to grab Xiaoying.
But he didn't expect his hand to stop abruptly, unable to move closer.
