"Xiaoguo, look over there, there's a handsome guy. Just look at that face and body, you can tell he's not from Rongcheng."
Guo Xin followed her colleague's gaze.
The man was over six feet tall, broad-shouldered, with a straight back, handsome features, and deep-set eyes. He exuded a mature and masculine aura that was unmistakable.
Men in Rongcheng usually didn't have this kind of presence.
When Guo Xin's eyes shifted to the old lady next to the man, she exclaimed, "Oh my gosh, isn't that my grandma?"
"Grandma, what are you doing here?"
Guo Xin immediately dashed out from behind the counter and approached the old lady, her gaze subtly sweeping over Pei Yang.
Up close, she realized not only was the man handsome, he also smelled good.
It must have been a men's cologne he was wearing, very refreshing, like a mix of grass and tea leaves.
"Grandma, who is this?"
The old lady glanced at Pei Yang, "Met him on the way. He insisted on bringing me here, so eager and fussy."