Unlike the side profile seen during the New Year, at this moment, Zou Yaru was dressed in a white short-sleeved top with lotus-leaf edges and a houndstooth skirt, her black hair smoothly cascaded down her back, and her pure, flawless face seemed to be without a single care in the world.
Pei Yining’s gaze paused for a moment as she looked at Zou Yaru with a beaming smile and asked, "Cheng Hao, is this my future sister-in-law?"
Cheng Hao paused for a moment, and the next second, a burst of joy emerged from the depths of his eyes. He said, "Yes, yes, yes, Little Yining is absolutely right, she is your future sister-in-law."
Blushing instantly, Zou Yaru’s fair face was suffused with red.
"Yaru, there’s no need to be shy. We’re going to get married sooner or later," Cheng Hao moved closer and whispered in Zou Yaru’s ear.
Zou Yaru’s smile stiffened, and she lowered her gaze, seemingly embarrassed.
Her hand clutched her clothes tightly; thinking about the trip to South City, her mother had been nagging her about marrying Gu Junhe, which she had clearly refused. However, her mother still secretly arranged their dinner engagements.
Fortunately, Gu Junhe was not insistent on marrying her either; not being keen on her at all, otherwise, her mother would have been desperate to push her to marry Gu Junhe directly.
Because of this, Zou Yaru was quite worried and wanted to speak of her relationship with Cheng Hao but feared that her parents, knowing this, would be even more eager to marry her off.
Zou Yaru thought that if, if Cheng Hao were just a bit more outstanding, her parents would surely not oppose.
"Cheng Hao, then I wish you a wedding sooner rather than later, so I too can enjoy a celebratory drink," Pei Yining said and, without casting another glance at Zou Yaru, she grabbed Pei Yicheng and headed inside, meanwhile saying, "Brother, I brought you a gift, quick, take a look and see if you like it."
Xu Nianhua stood at the doorstep, having witnessed the scene unfold, and his gaze lingered on Pei Yining.
"Brother, look, Nianhua is here too, waiting for you to return," Pei Yining’s words instantly made Xu Nianhua feel awkward.
Not waiting would make it seem as if Pei Yicheng lacked dignity, right?
Approaching Xu Nianhua, Pei Yicheng stopped and asked, "What’s up?"
Xu Nianhua hesitated for a moment, then nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, it’s about the Chili Sauce Factory."
Brother, are you really my blood brother?
Are you seriously not just a block of wood?
"Is there a problem at the factory?" Pei Yicheng walked side by side with Xu Nianhua into the house while asking.
Xu Nianhua spoke rapidly, explaining some of the issues she had discovered and the future development of the factory; they were still discussing the matter as they entered the house.
Pei Yining took a seat to the side, cracking sunflower seeds and sizing up the two—Truly a match made in heaven, in terms of talent and beauty.
Du Chang came out after gathering medicinal herbs and saw this scene, not bothering to have it cleaned up.
Cheng Hao, holding Zou Yaru’s hand, showed no sign of avoidance.
"Grandfather, this is my girlfriend, Zou Yaru."
Cheng Hao introduced her with a cheerful smile, saying, "Yaru, this is Yicheng’s grandfather, just like my own real grandfather."
"Hello, Grandfather." Zou Yaru greeted him warmly, smelling the medicinal scent on him. She smiled and asked, "Grandfather, are you a doctor?"
"Yes, Grandfather is a doctor. The clinic at the end of that alley is run by Grandfather," Cheng Hao replied, praising Zou Yaru as if to commend her smartness.
"Xiaohao, now that you’ve brought her to me, you must take responsibility for her," Du Chang said, looking at Zou Yaru.
"Grandfather, rest assured, Yaru and I are definitely getting married."
Cheng Hao’s emphatic words left Zou Yaru with no chance to interject.