Mr. Feng's action of holding her tightly in his arms frightened Chen Yiyue.
Soon, his solid arms pressed tighter against her, pinning her waist firmly against his chest, sparking a difficult-to-describe tingling sensation in her heart...
Feng Chengxuan landed a kiss on her lips, recklessly and without hesitation.
However, due to him being still married at this moment, he couldn't kiss her where he most desired, and could only rest his lips against her hair, inhaling the familiar scent that haunted him for half a lifetime.
This left him feeling extremely unsatisfied, yet unable to go deeper.
With trembling arms, he suppressed all his emotions as he said, "Xin'er, say whatever you want about me, curse me if you must. I just want to say, it's so good to find you again, truly good. This time—I won't let you slip out of my sight again."
His resolute words stirred Chen Yiyue's heart, especially the tenderness from him after so many years, as if he still loved her.
