"Who cares about your dinner invitation?" Zou Yaqing glared at him, shielding Zou Yaru behind her. "You think we can't afford to eat? Honestly, I think inviting us to dinner is fake, and you have your eyes on my little sister for real, don't you?"
Zou Yaqing's words were blunt, without any filter.
Zou Yaru blushed, noticing quite a few people looking their way. She quietly tugged at Zou Yaqing's sleeve and whispered, "Sister Yaqing."
"Yaru, it's fine. In broad daylight, he can't do anything." Zou Yaqing's name sounded gentle, but her personality was totally tomboyish.
"You've got it wrong. I'm actually a decent guy, not some weird creep. I sincerely want to treat you both to dinner." Cheng Hao subconsciously straightened his back. He was wearing a black jacket today, highlighting his tall frame, a silver watch on his wrist, and with his handsome face to top it off, he really looked pretty convincing.
