Feng Yihang nodded slightly and accepted the handover, "QiQi, thank you, but you don't need to spend so much in the future."
Ouyang Qi's lips lifted slightly, with a hint of shyness on her face, "Brother Hang, how about you invite me to a dance later as a thank-you gift?"
"Sure, no problem."
For him, a dance was nothing.
Moreover, he was quite familiar with Ouyang Qi, who often came to the Feng Family's house to play.
Seeing him agree, Ouyang Qi smiled even more.
In the Ouyang Family, everyone knew that the aunt had no children, and Uncle Tianyou was just adopted, while Brother Hang was not related to him by blood.
So, she could have feelings for him.
This year, she was already twenty years old, and should have the right to confess to him.
Feng Yihuan watched Ouyang Qi smile so radiantly, and felt a bit uneasy.
She admitted, Ouyang Qi was excellent, and Mom would often praise her in front of her.
