"That, that person is..." Pei Yining stared at the woman, unable to resist rubbing her eyes for fear that she was seeing things, but, after several glances, she still felt she hadn’t mistaken, she said, "That’s Zou Yaru, right? Who is that man?"
The man pulled on Zou Yaru, and the two seemed to be arguing about something. The man also tried to embrace Zou Yaru, but she struggled free.
This relationship, it didn’t look like a family relation, did it?
Pei Yining cupped her hands around her mouth, shouting towards Zou Yaru across the street.
Zou Yaru, who was arguing with Gu Junhe, suddenly heard a female voice, thinking it was sister Yashi, but soon, she realized it wasn’t.
Zou Yaru’s heart immediately became flustered.
Was Cheng Hao here as well?
Zou Yaru looked around, and other than the Pei Yicheng siblings, there was no one else; she quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment she tensed up again.
"Is he that pretty boy?"
Gu Junhe strode towards the other side of the street.
Zou Yaru hadn’t reacted yet, and Gu Junhe was already halfway across the road.
"He does have the look of a pretty boy, but take a look at yourself, a poor bloke who drives a truck, what makes you think you can be with Yaru?"
Gu Junhe raised his hand and straightened his white shirt, deliberately showing off the watch on his wrist, which was an imported one. The silver watch glittered on his wrist, worth several years of someone’s salary in just a glance.
Gu Junhe was slightly shorter than Pei Yicheng. He tilted his head up, looking down at Pei Yicheng with disdain, a plain white shirt and trousers, quite common looking, but his features really were not too shabby.
"Why don’t you take a good look at yourself in the mirror."
Gu Junhe looked down on Pei Yicheng contemptuously and said, "The toad wants to eat swan meat, don’t get ahead of yourself."
"Watch your mouth." Pei Yining felt her blood boil upon hearing this, wondering where this man had come from, looking down on her brother right from the start.
"Gu Junhe, you’ve misunderstood," Zou Yaru said as she pulled Gu Junhe back, while apologizing to Pei Yicheng.
Gu Junhe held her hand, his gaze fixed on her as he interrogated, "You just fancy his face, don’t you? What good is just having a handsome face? Is he richer than me? Can he help your dad?"
Exposed so bluntly by Gu Junhe, Zou Yaru’s face turned pale and then flushed. She knew Pei Yicheng was still looking at her. She took a deep breath and said, "Our issues, let’s not involve others, let’s talk properly if there’s a problem."
"Fine, let’s talk about when our wedding will be," Gu Junhe said with his arms crossed, looking at her critically. He hadn’t had many girlfriends; the pure and innocent looking Zou Yaru wasn’t his type, but marrying Zou Yaru did have its benefits.
Besides, it was always him, Gu Junhe, who disdained others, since when was it the other way around?
"What wedding? I haven’t agreed to anything," Zou Yaru quickly glanced at Pei Yicheng beside her and denied it.
"You will agree," Gu Junhe said, full of confidence in his eyes.
Suddenly, Gu Junhe leaned forward, closing in on Zou Yaru’s face, his warm breath spraying on her cheek.
Zou Yaru turned her face away, but her hand was tightly grasped; she couldn’t move at all.
"Yaru, no matter how good-looking a pretty boy is, it’s not as reliable as money, right?" Gu Junhe let go of her hand, looking triumphantly towards Pei Yicheng and said, "People should be self-aware, after all, face is important."