At this moment, Wang Xiaoyu's fists were already starting to crackle, and Han Qingya's disgust was all over her face.
"I'm telling you, you really are shameless enough."
"The moment someone loses her man, you're here peeking at others."
These words were spoken loudly enough that Wang Jie's face instantly flushed red to the tips of his ears.
Fearing that Li Juan nearby would hear and then start to think too much about it, he shook his head and waved his hands frantically, signaling Han Qingya to stop talking.
By now, Zhao Xueying was pouting her lips, a look of displeasure on her face, and then she lifted her chest slightly.
"Look, look, what's there to see? You don't look when it's given for free; when it's not given, you start getting restless inside."
"Hooligan, jerk, big lecher!"
Listening to the three of them ranting madly, Wang Jie felt even more uncomfortable because he was absolutely certain that Li Juan nearby must have heard everything that was said just now.