Feng Zheyu glanced at Hou Muyan, and Hou Muyan's gaze seemed ready to pounce and bite through his throat at any second.
However, Feng Zheyu still smiled and said to Lu Xiaoyou:
"Originally, I wanted to keep this as a surprise and let you know at the moment of the proposal."
"Are you sure it won't turn into a shock?" It was Hou Muyan who spoke.
Feng Zheyu's gaze remained on Lu Xiaoyou, "So, I'm saying it now. I've always wanted Xiaoyou to be my wife."
"Hmph!" Hou Muyan turned his face to the side.
Lu Xiaoyou took a sip of Tieguanyin, and put down the teacup, "If we get married, it would indeed maximize the interests of both the Feng and Huang families."
Feng Zheyu said earnestly, "I want to marry you simply because I want to, because I like you."
After two years, he finally could candidly express his feelings and thoughts to Lu Xiaoyou.
Lu Xiaoyou pressed her lips together, her fan-like eyelashes fluttered slightly.
