The two of them walked side by side up the asphalt road. A villager passing by teased him. "Haisheng, is this your girlfriend? Not bad. She's really beautiful!"
"Don't speak nonsense." Lin Haisheng's tanned cheeks turned suspiciously red. "I'm not that lucky."
He peeked at the young lady by his side. Her skin was fair and her aura was outstanding. With one look, it was obvious she was a lady of a wealthy family from the city.
How could a girl like her possibly marry a nobody from a village like him?
Sun Jiamu spoke apologetically. "I'm sorry. I've made them misunderstand."
"I should be the one apologising." A hint of regret flashed Lin Haisheng's eyes. "Could I ask for your name?"
"Sun Jiamu."
