Chen Tianyang wore a warm, gentle smile as his hands naturally slid around Qiao Fenghua’s slender waist. With a playful laugh, he said, "What a strikingly passionate way of showing gratitude. If I had known Fenghua would reward me like this, I would have gone to the Zhuo Family to tear up the engagement ages ago. Why would I have waited until today?"
"You have no sense of decorum," Qiao Fenghua retorted lightly, her face instantly flushing bright red. She reached out and pinched the soft flesh at Chen Tianyang's waist—though her grip was so gentle it could barely have pinched an ant, making it feel less like a pinch and more like a massage.
"Haha, Tianyang, you're here."
Chapter 148