Chaoyang suddenly said seriously, "You don't have to be afraid of the future either.
If you see someone you don't like, just punch them. That's how I've always handled things."
"You're overthinking it. I just want to be in a relationship, that's all. As for the future..."
Feng Moxi's mouth was suddenly stuffed with a piece of grilled meat, and she couldn't say another word.
Chaoyang had a resentful look on his face. 'Why is it so hard to win a wife?'
In truth, Feng Moxi had never been afraid. Not only was she powerful in her own right, but she also had the Ouyang Family, who doted on their daughter as if their lives depended on it.
If all else failed, just as Chaoyang said, a simple and brutal approach was the best solution.
"There's something I'm curious about. Why are you always grinning? It feels like you're asking for a beating."
