Suddenly, the sound of gasping echoed through the entire banquet hall. Even the old man of the Qiao family was startled and asked uncertainly: "Li Yan, are you referring to the girl with braids?"
Pei Liyan looked at Mr. Qiao calmly and nodded slightly. "Yes, Grandpa Qiao, she should be your granddaughter too, right?"
Mr. Qiao nodded. "She is Qiao Rui. She has been living in the country. She just took her back to Qiao's house the day before yesterday."
There was no emotion on Pei Liyan's angular handsome face, but there was a hint of realization in his eyes. He turned out to be the sixth daughter of the Qiao family who was raised in the countryside.
"Well, it's her." Pei Liyan confirmed seriously.
Mr. Qiao cast his eyes on Qiao Rui and was a little confused, but he still said loudly: "Qiao Rui, come here."
Qiao Rui heard her grandfather calling her and realized something was wrong in the atmosphere. Only then did she realize that she had become the center of attention.
Suddenly, a mouthful of chicken stuck in her throat, and her face turned red instantly.
Qiao Rui complained in her heart: She is so ugly, how can she still be the center of attention? Could it be that the force is too great and creates a reaction force?
Pei Liyan glanced at the choked girl, took a glass of water from the waiter's tray, and walked towards Qiao Rui.
The people in the banquet hall immediately and spontaneously moved out of the way. The man's tall and straight body was dignified, his steps were calm, and his whole body carried an aura that made people voluntarily surrender.
He looked at the man who looked like a god walking towards him.
Qiao Rui's first reaction was to run away.
Did he recognize himself?
Because Qiao Rui felt guilty, she immediately lowered her head and did not look at Pei Liyan's face.
In a blink of an eye, Pei Liyan was in front of her.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Qiao Rui. The girl's black-rimmed glasses were very large and thick, covering almost half of her face as big as a palm.
The face was also very ordinary, with a few freckles on it. It was not clean at all and looked even more dirty.
The only thing visible is her hair, which is jet black and shiny, with natural reflections on her bangs.
Qiao Rui's heartbeat was beating like a drum at this time, but there was still meat stuck in her throat, which made her feel uncomfortable.
She wanted to run away, but a glass of water was handed to her.
The big hand holding the glass has slender fingers and distinct joints. The hands have smooth lines and golden proportions. The hand shape is incredible.
Qiao Rui looked at that hand and was stunned for a moment. His hand could light fire that night.
Thinking about this, Qiao Rui felt a little guilty and tried to control herself so as not to be affected by what happened that night.
She is Qiao Rui now, not Rui Qing.
Pei Liyan's deep voice said: "Drink some water."
"Thank you." Qiao Rui lowered her head and never raised it. She took the water glass with her green little right hands and took two big gulps before swallowing the meat.
Then, she lowered her eyes and turned, and with a flash of clever cunning, she handed the cup covered in chicken fat to Pei Liyan.
The whole action was so fast that the man had no time to refuse. Of course, the oil also rubbed onto the man's hand.
Pei Liyan glanced at the girl's oily hand and the oily cup in his hand, and frowned.
Why did he feel like this country girl oiled her hands on purpose?
Pei Liyan narrowed his sharp eyes and was about to speak.
Qiao Rui was already walking towards Mr. Qiao, without giving him a chance to speak.
Pei Liyan's hawk-like eyes glanced at the girl's back.
Qiao Ruiru has a sharp edge on her back.
Even without turning around, she could still feel the man's sharp gaze fixed on her back.
Qiao Rui straightened her back, arrived in front of Mr. Qiao, and said obediently: "Grandpa, are you calling me?"
Mr. Qiao looked at this unremarkable granddaughter with disgust in his heart and impatience in his eyes.
But he didn't show much, he just sighed secretly in his heart. He didn't know what Pei Liyan was thinking, but he chose Qiao Rui.
Mr. Qiao said: "Qiao Rui, Li Yan has chosen you to be his future wife."
Qiao Rui didn't expect that she would still be selected if she was so ugly today.
Is Pei Liyan sick?
She also had to admit that the man in front of her was outstanding in appearance and aura, and he was a presence that could not be ignored no matter where he went.
He was looking at himself, with one hand in his pocket, looking at her like Ni Tianxia, with a strong pressure on his expression.
Qiao Rui looked away from Pei Liyan's sharp eyes and asked Mr. Qiao: "Grandpa, can I refuse?"
Mr. Qiao looked at Qiao Rui in shock, thinking that he had heard wrongly.
The entire audience was also stunned and looked at Qiao Rui in disbelief.
This country girl must be crazy, she actually said she wanted to reject Pei Liyan.
Pei Liyan squinted his eyes and looked at Qiao Rui. The sharpness and pressure in his eyes made people dare not look directly.
She actually rejected him! How brave.
Qiao Rui kept looking at Mr. Qiao. She looked very serious and was not joking.
Pei Liyan smiled coldly and said, "Miss Qiao, may I know why you refused?"
Qiao Rui pursed her lips, hesitated for a while, and then said, "I'm not worthy of you."
"Tell the truth." There was power in Pei Liyan's tone that neither refused nor lied.
Qiao Rui paused and said bravely: "I think you are too good-looking and can easily fall into trouble."
Pei Liyan's eyes were even more oppressive: "Is Miss Qiao praising me?"
"No." Qiao Rui shook her head, looking very simple: "Actually, I'm more afraid that your private life will be chaotic and you will get sick and infect me."
Pei Liyan's face darkened.
"Qiao Rui." Mr. Qiao scolded angrily. "Stop talking nonsense."
Qiao Rui pursed her lips, she had evidence.
That night in the suite on the top floor of the hotel, Pei Liyan had a one-night relationship with her. Today he came to choose a wife at will, which is enough to prove that his private life is chaotic.
Therefore, it was better for her to refuse.
Seeing Qiao Rui like this, Pei Liyan curled his lips, and a sharp interest flashed in his black eyes, which was extremely dangerous: "Miss Qiao has a really rich imagination, but neither you nor I have the right to refuse."
Qiao Rui pursed her lips and said nothing. It seemed that Pei Liyan was not as prosperous as he seemed in the Pei family. He was hampered everywhere, just like himself now.
Looking at this situation, the two of them are suffering from the same problem.
Pei Liyan turned to the old man and said, "Grandpa Qiao, my future wife is Qiao Rui. Sorry, I have something else to do, so I'll go first."
Although Mr. Qiao was displeased, he still nodded.
Pei Liyan arrived only five minutes before he chose Qiao Rui and left.
As soon as he left, there was an explosion in the hall.
Qiao Rui glanced at Mr. Qiao's unhappy face and said nothing.
The old man looked coldly: "Since he has chosen you, then you should be prepared. You are lucky to marry into the Pei family."
Qiao Rui endured it, and finally asked: "Grandpa, does that mean that I can't refuse even if I refuse?"
Mr. Qiao nodded. "Yes, Li Yan is right, you have no right to refuse."
Qiao Ruixiu frowned and said, "I know, I'm leaving first, see you grandpa."
Mr. Qiao said displeasedly: "Where are you going?"
"Go back and rest." Qiao Rui said.
"Ask the driver to take you there."
"No, I'll go by myself." Qiao Rui rejected the old man.
As soon as she left the hotel, Qiao Rui felt a chill.