Another aunt laughed, "Zhiyao is too outstanding. Who knows, with her brother as a benchmark, Qingqing may not find a better man!"
At the dinner table, everyone was enjoying themselves in high spirits.
Father Pei joined in the teasing, but Zhiyao could tell that his father's complexion wasn't looking good.
He was also very concerned about how close Zhiyao and Qingqing were to each other.
"Goodness, to say such a thing. Our Qingqing will definitely find someone even more outstanding. As for Zhiyao..."
Father Pei's gaze swept over Zhiyao repeatedly, and after a while, his gaze fell on the relatives, his tone carrying a hint of resistance and confrontation.
"He has his own choices. The two siblings have different paths. But Qingqing is definitely the one to inherit the family business. This clan marriage must continue."
The relatives laughed, their voices particularly sharp and grating.
But it made Zhiyao feel rather uncomfortable.
