"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."
