Who is the real degenerate, anyway?
Zhang Qi was kicked unconscious by Chu Hao.
Chu Hao, looking puzzled, said, "This isn't what it looks like."
Luo Yan, tapping her smooth chin, asked, "Then what is it like?"
Mu Yufei also sighed. "Ah-Hao, this isn't right of you. Getting caught, not admitting it, and then hitting someone? That's unreasonable."
Chu Hao's face was etched with gloom. Jumping into the Yellow River wouldn't clear my name now. Why am I so unlucky today? This whole mess is as potent as those Pretentious Dice!
The four girls had drunk quite a bit. Qiu Xueying said reproachfully, "I have to say, you've gone too far this time."
"The situation really isn't what you all think." Chu Hao, his face a mask of distress, knew he couldn't explain it clearly.
Bai Ling yawned. "In ancient times, you'd have been castrated for philandering like this."
The other three women paid him no more attention and returned inside, seemingly not at all surprised by Chu Hao's conduct.
