"I am not high-profile at all!" Ye Xingbei looked down at herself, "I’m not wearing any jewelry, and my clothes don’t even have a brand."

"Having no brand is the most high-profile," Ye Xingli tugged at her clothes, "It’s obviously custom-made and worth a fortune. How could my broke sister afford custom-made clothes?"

"Bro, you are overthinking," Ye Xingbei said helplessly, "Didn’t you say your girlfriend is a girl from an ordinary family? How would an ordinary girl know that much?"

"Why wouldn’t she know?" Ye Xingli said, "Don’t forget, she’s a teacher at a noble school. Even if she hasn’t eaten pork, she has seen pigs run."

Ye Xingbei: "...Then can I go change? I have clothes upstairs, I’ll find the cheapest one and rip off the tags. Would that be okay?"

Ye Xingli thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, go ahead."

Ye Xingbei muttered helplessly, "Brother Li, you’re being too dramatic! It’s just dating, you’re making it such a hassle."

"I find it interesting," Ye Xingli said as he redialed a number on his phone, "Sis, what do you want to eat for lunch?...But let me say this first, it can’t be too expensive. All your brother’s money is with you; your brother is poor now and has to eat cheaply!"

Ye Xingbei: "...Then how about street food? Ramen? Spicy hot pot? Cross-bridge rice noodles?"

"No way, that’s too shabby. It’s my sister’s first time meeting my girlfriend, it can’t be so poor-looking," Ye Xingli pondered for a while, "How about a farmhouse restaurant in the suburbs? It’s not too expensive and has local specialties. Don’t all you girls like those kinds of places?"

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Brother, that fishing restaurant in the suburbs isn’t cheap at all, right?

But, it can barely be considered civilian-level spending.

Even though Ye Xingli keeps saying he’s poor, as a teacher at a noble school, he can still treat his sister and girlfriend to a meal at that fishing restaurant occasionally.

"Alright, settled then," Ye Xingbei said, "You go ahead and arrange with your girlfriend, and I’ll go change."

When she returned after changing, Ye Xingli had already packed the lotus rolls and peony pastries.

Ye Xingbei: "...You’re bringing so much?"

Ye Xingli said, "You’re meeting your future sister-in-law, shouldn’t you bring a little gift?"

Ye Xingbei: "...Is my future sister-in-law bringing me a gift?"

Ye Xingli said, "You can’t compare with your future sister-in-law. Look at this, your brother is so poor, and your future sister-in-law is still willing to marry me, that’s true love. You should be grateful!"

"..." Ye Xingbei couldn’t help but slap him, "Ye Xingli!"

"Just teasing, just teasing," Ye Xingli smiled ingratiatingly, putting his arm around her shoulder, "It’s always the sister-in-law who wants to please the sister, when is it the sister’s turn to please the sister-in-law? I just have a craving and want to eat them; it’s not for Ah Fu."

Ye Xingbei rolled her eyes and poked his shoulder, "Some people forget their mom when they get a wife, but you haven’t even married yet and you’re already forgetting your sister!"

"How could I?" Ye Xingli held her shoulder tightly and said with a smile, "Just kidding with you. A girlfriend can be changed many times, but a sister is the only one, right? My most beloved women are forever my mom and you, I promise!"

"Smart move!" Ye Xingbei was teasing him too and wasn’t truly angry, "Where are you meeting my future sister-in-law?"

"In front of the school," Ye Xingli grabbed the packs of lotus rolls and peony pastries in one hand and put the other arm around Ye Xingbei’s shoulder as they walked out, "I have a car, we’re going to pick her up."

They walked to the parking lot near the dessert shop, and Ye Xingbei saw Ye Xingli’s new ride, a yellow electric car worth less than a hundred thousand.

Ye Xingbei: "..."