Let's Get Married

"No, I'm not happy that you disturb me." As Pehry speaks, he waves his hand. "Hurry up and leave."
Seeing that Pehry doesn't intend to introduce them to Jasmine, they are a little confused. They look at each other. The taller one
said, "You are strange. You keep showing your love in WeChat Moments all day, but now you don't allow us to her anymore."
"Maybe next time." Pehry becomes even more impatient, "Hurry up and leave. Don't bother me."
Seeing his resolute attitude, the three men don't force Pehry. They tease Pehry and then turned around to left the private room.
The room returns to silence. Pehry loosens his grip on Jasmine's head after the door closes. He muttered in a low voice, "They
are too annoying...."
Jasmine raises her hand to straighten out her hair. "Why did you press my head?"
Doesn't he want to introduce her to his friends?
Or does he think her looking is bad now?
Pehry pauses and puts the chopsticks down. He looks at her with narrowed eyes, which are filled with affection that increases
girl's heart rate. "Are you thinking about the nonsensical reason?"
Jasmine looks at him with dissatisfaction. "Yes. Why did you press my head?"
Pehry says, "Your face was so red just now. How can I let others see you?"
"Oh?" She almost can't figure out what is going on. Why does the topic change to her?
However, Pehry is not ashamed to say very confidently, "Only I can see your blushing face. Other people can't even look at you."
Jasmine doesn't know what to say.
Jasmine instantly understands why he was acting so abnormally just now. She can understand that people would unconsciously
care about each other when they are in love.
But few people are so possessive.
Jasmine whispers, "You don't need to that possessive...."

"Of course I need to. Why should I show you to them? They are so insensible. I'm not easy to date you. I don't have time to care
about them."
Jasmine doesn't understand the friendship between men. She can't help but sigh, "I don't believe that you have friends."
If he was a girl, his behavior of dropping friends would probably be talked about every day as a topic.
Pehry is dissatisfied. "Jasmine, you just don't have any accurate knowledge of me. Everyone in J City wants to make friends with
me, except for you."
"OK, fine." Jasmine can't stand his narcissistic look, "I know you're awesome. No matter how awesome you are, you still have to
eat, right?"
As she speaks, she picks up a piece of fish and puts it on his plate, trying to stop Pehry talking.
Pehry stops talking and enjoys the fish from his girlfriend.
It is six o'clock after they finish their meal. Jasmine tells her family that she will get home at seven o'clock, so they still have an
hour.
"I'm going back to my aunt's place today. I'm not going to the hospital."
Pehry raises his eyebrows and asks, "Oh, your aunt."
Although his tone was already very calm, Jasmine can still find a trace of disdain in it. She looks at Pehry beside her and says,
"Don't you like my aunt?"
"Well, I neither like nor dislike her."
"You obviously don't like her."
Pehry laughs, "She's a bit philistine. But since she is your relative, I don't want to judge her."
"Can you tell that?" Jasmine is a little surprised. After all, he has only met her aunt once. It shouldn't be considered a meeting.
He had only seen her aunt once outside the emergency room.
It is not easy for Pehry to remember her aunt. However, he can actually see through her aunt's personality.

"I can tell that your uncle is more philistine than your aunt."
Jasmine nods. She admires his judgment of people. "You are quite accurate in judging people."
She suddenly thinks of something and hurriedly asks, "Do you think my mother is philistine, too?"
After all, in the eyes of a wealthy person like him, a poor commoner does not behave in the same way as him.
Does he not like her mother?
Pehry has always been concerned about Bridget's impression of him, but Jasmine never asks about his impression of Bridget.
"You mother? I don't think she is philistine at all. She's a very tough person." Pehry blurts out without hesitation. He thinks highly
of Jasmine's mother, "She's the same as you and completely different from your aunt and uncle."
"Do you really think so?"
"Yes." Pehry says with mix feeling, "Normally, when people know that their daughter has found such a capable boyfriend, they
will be particularly happy. But your mother is afraid that you will suffer a loss and tries her best to get rid of me. Although it is not
good for me, I am touched by her."
Pehry rarely speaks so lengthily and judges a person with all his heart, so Jasmine believes that every word he says is sincere.
Bridget and Cyrus have always been honest and responsible in their lives. They have never wanted to live a prosperous life by
being social climbers. And their thoughts are instilled in Jasmine.
Therefore, Pehry likes this family very much. He likes them not because they stand on their own feet. He hopes that his woman
could rely on him, but only if her feelings for him were very pure.
Now it seems Jasmine's feelings for him can't have been purer.
They hold each other's hands and wander aimlessly through the streets. Along the way, there are night market peddlers with
their stalls. Jasmine is fond of a phone case. She buys a pair phone cases, one of which is for Pehry and the other is for her
own.
With half an hour left, she has to go back.

Pehry sends her downstairs to her aunt's place. It is an old neighborhood with many relocated households. The environment in
the neighborhood is very bad. There is no cleaner who would clean up the neighborhood because it has little property
management fee.
Pehry's car is parked beside the cratered pavement, and the car doesn't match the neighborhood.
Jasmine unties her seat belt and reaches for her bag on backseat. "I'm going upstairs."
"OK, I'll see you up before I leave." As Pehry speaks, he also unties his seat belt and bends down to kiss Jasmine.
However, before he can touch Jasmine, Jasmine hurriedly leans back to dodge. " ... Stop messing around. It's already seven
o'clock."
Although they have arrived downstairs to her aunt's place, Jasmine still very doubts Pehry's self-control. "I have classes
tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. We are just temporarily separated."
"But I don't want to be separated from you. I can't wait to follow you home now."
"I don't want to be separated from you either. There's nothing we can do now..."
Seeing Jasmine in a dilemma, Pehry can't bear to say anything more to burden her. He can only unlock the car and let her leave.
Seeing Jasmine disappear at the entrance of the corridor, Pehry shakes his head and puts on a bitter smile. When is this kind of
life coming to an end?