"Then you should have your brother marry a chef," Xu Nianhua joked, watching Pei Yining's adorable demeanor made him chuckle inwardly.
"That wouldn't work."
Pei Yining wrinkled her nose and corrected, "My brother's standards are too high. You don't know, back when his leg was still fine, so many people at school liked him..."
Before she could finish, Pei Yining suddenly stopped talking and hurriedly covered her mouth, saying, "Nianhua, I didn't say anything, you didn't hear anything."
"You just said that many people like your brother." Xu Nianhua looked at Pei Yining with a smile, asking, "Didn't your brother like anyone?"
She was a bit curious.
"No."
Pei Yining shook her head very quickly, as if afraid of being misunderstood if she was too slow, "You don't know, my brother is very picky. I even mutter to myself that he will definitely end up a bachelor!"
