"You always say that no one is good enough for Nianhua, but do you think Nianhua would even be interested in them?" Pei Yicheng countered with a question instead of answering.
Pei Yining thought about it seriously. Not to mention her old high school classmates, even at Beining University, there were plenty of people—openly and secretly—who wanted to pursue Nianhua. Some had even confessed to her, but Nianhua always ignored them, never paying much mind. The more she thought about it, the more it seemed like her brother was right.
Pei Yicheng cleared his throat and said, "You should focus on your studies. Look how serious Nianhua is! Don't keep disturbing her, alright?"
"Oh." Hearing that she couldn't go see Xu Nianhua every day, Pei Yining deflated like an eggplant hit by frost. She said, "Fine, I'll go help Grandpa tomorrow."
