Li Bai is not too white

Just when I got to know her, the hairy girl only wants to beat me up!
Prim childhood sweetheart treads on me underfoot!
Childhood friend turned sister suddenly demands I repay the kindness of upbringing?
...
Are all these twists of human nature, or the moral decay?
Surrounded by young girls wielding knives, Shen Mo Dust trembles: 'Author, why do I only meet bad women?'
'What exactly are you not satisfied with, let's switch roles!'
Jealous at having crafted the protagonist's peak of life with his own hands but without a single girl by his side, the author furiously slams the keyboard!
(Spotting the little whips raised by the venerable readers, he picks up the keyboard again)
The alternate titles of this book are 'They Shine Like Stars' and 'They Are Lonely Like Stars'.

You are all bad women! Don't come over!

"Ouch, why's the little lady eating skewers alone?"


The first to speak was a fat guy over six feet tall with the build of a tiger and the waist of a bear, his arms covered in tattoos. As he spoke, his nostrils exhaled a strong scent of alcohol.


"Got ourselves a foreign chick here. Is your daddy not with you?"


A man in white tried to pat Catherine's shoulder and looked quite displeased when she dodged to the side.


"The foreign chick's got some spice, huh? It's boring being alone, why not come have a drink with us?"


Next up was a crew-cut guy, blocking Catherine's way out, his greedy gaze drifting over her body, his mouth practically drooling.


A group of four drunkards; only the tall one hadn't spoken. He was staring intensely at Catherine's chest, licking his lips.


The man in white let out a cold snicker, "We're showing you respect here. Don't throw it back in our faces."


Chapter 40: One Against Four