Shen Ruoheng could not help twitching the corner of his mouth slightly. It was impossible for him to tell him directly that Yun Wan was not a widow at all, lest it cause unnecessary trouble.
Besides, come to think of it, he himself was essentially a widower who had lost his wife.
Why should he lower himself to argue with a bandit? Surely Yun Wan could not have such poor taste as to take a liking to a coarse, heavily bearded bandit like that.
Chapter 209