Qiao Rui was slightly stunned. His words seemed so affectionate as he introduced her to everyone—his siblings, his elders—as if he wanted everyone to accept her.
But Qiao Rui was clear-headed. Their relationship was a facade.
Fortunately, she hadn't fallen for it, or the one to lose face would have been her.
Pei Liyan held her wrist and approached a handsome man. "Qiao Rui, this is our cousin, Pei Jibai."
"Big brother, sister-in-law, good evening." Pei Jibai smiled at Qiao Rui with a probing look in his eyes.
Qiao Rui nodded slightly and responded indifferently, "Cousin, good evening."
"This is the second cousin, cousin..., cousin..."
Pei Liyan introduced many people, and Qiao Rui counted—there were over a dozen of his cousins, and even more second cousins.
At that moment, Pei Jibai smiled and said, "Big brother, sister-in-law, rumors are truly unreliable!"
"That's right, sister-in-law is actually so pretty."
...
They chatted, and Qiao Rui also smiled.