"Xiao Mo, is this your boyfriend? He's pretty good-looking, isn't he? Look at those muscles, I thought he was quite skinny at first, like a little skinny monkey, but who would've thought he's actually so strong!"
"Exactly, and this young man looks pretty decent too. It's just... just that he isn't very rich. If he were, how could he possibly have only ridden a bicycle all the way from Chuzhe City to pick up our Xiao Mo?"
"Oh, what does it matter to you bunch of nosy old ladies whether the lad has money or not? As long as our Xiao Mo likes him, that's all that counts, right Xiao Mo? This young man may have good looks, but you know, if you were to marry into our Li Family, our two families would be the closest in town!"
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At this moment, Yang Yifeng was wearing a buttoned jacket and large shorts, with flip-flops on his feet, resembling a child who had grown up in the countryside. However, his cheeks were firm, with distinct features, giving him a rugged appearance.