Ye Xingbei glanced at Chi Zhan: "You two going together?"
"Yeah," Yue Yaer smiled and looked at Chi Zhan: "Ah Zhan insisted on going with me."
"Impressive, impressive," Ye Xingbei said with a smile: "You two first cut a few wounds on his heart, now you're going to rub salt in it again!"
"No," Chi Zhan coughed, "Didn't Yaer's hand get injured? I don't feel comfortable letting her go alone."
"Alright, no need to explain, I understand," Ye Xingbei said with a smile: "It's good that you're accompanying Yaer, now I don't have to worry about her being bullied... although I doubt anyone would dare to bully her even without help."
Yue Yaer has a gentle and refined appearance, looking serene and elegant, like an ancient lady with an air of scholarliness, but her personality is anything but sharp, completely mismatched with her looks.
You can't judge a book by its cover, I guess that's what it means.
