"If you're not a real man, I'll..."
The fashionable woman's eyes held a glimmer of hope, but more than that, resolve. "I'll... I'll castrate you!"
Her sudden personality shift made even Jiang Xinghai hesitate.
Based on his earlier examination of her, she didn't seem to have any mental illnesses.
'Why such a drastic change in personality in such a short time?'
Seeing her expression, Jiang Xinghai couldn't help but frown. He asked in a low voice, "What exactly have you been through?"
The fashionable woman remained silent.
Jiang Xinghai didn't press her further. He turned, walked to the French windows, and lit a cigarette.
"Don't tell me you can't get it up when it counts!"
The fashionable woman stared at Jiang Xinghai's back. "Letting you have a free meal, but you're chickening out yourself. A moment ago, you were shamelessly boasting about teaching me how to be a woman, making me... Heh, I utterly despise men like you who talk big!"
