He glanced once more at the beautiful girl before him, with skin as white and smooth as silk, eyes as clear and shimmering as autumn waters, curved eyebrows like willow leaves, a small and exquisite nose, and tender, pretty lips. An absolute beauty in the flesh, how did his brother manage to win her over? He was positively green with envy; why couldn't he have such a romantic encounter?
"Miss, are you looking for my elder brother for something? Whatever it is, you can tell me too. I'm his younger brother, Qian Tu!" Qian Tu said, approaching her like a gentleman.
But what Xiao Yao saw was not a gentleman, but a wannabe playboy. No matter how much this man pretended, he couldn't hide the rascal aura between his brows. Xiao Yao decided to ignore him. His name, though, was interesting—an elder brother named Qian Cheng, a younger brother named Qian Tu; could there be a Qian Jing too?
