Then, a piece of candy was stuffed into his mouth.
He was stunned.
Su Yan looked at him seriously.
"It’s sweet."
After saying that, Su Yan took out another piece.
Peeled it open and ate it herself.
The candy stayed in Feng Rong’s mouth for three seconds before he spat it out into a tissue.
The disdain and disgust were evident in his eyes.
Feng Rong saw Su Yan casually taking out candy and putting it into her own mouth.
Reached out and slapped the candy flying.
Su Yan looked at the remaining candy wrapper in her hand.
Then looked at Feng Rong.
"What are you doing?"
Feng Rong smiled maliciously.
"How come the little step-mom has been out for so long without calling father to pick you up?"
"I’m not your little step-mom."
Su Yan thought about Feng Guoyuan, and the next second she denied that title.
Feng Rong raised his hand.
"Hong Ye."
"Young Master"
A man dressed in a perfectly straight black suit emerged from somewhere, standing behind Feng Rong.
Just listening to Feng Rong speak leisurely.
"Go call my father, tell him the little step-mom is here... mmm."
Once again, Feng Rong was silenced by a hand over his mouth.
Su Yan leaning entirely onto him.
The fair hand covering Feng Rong’s mouth.
With pleading eyes.
"If you don’t want to eat candy, don’t eat it. Why do you retaliate?"
Feng Rong pulled Su Yan’s hand away and grasped her wrist.
He curled his lips, voice eerie.
"I’m just considering the little step-mom’s sexual happiness, where’s the retaliation?
Doesn’t the little step-mom want to be lovely-dovey with my father?"
Su Yan shook her head.
"I don’t want to."
Feng Rong looked as if he just realized.
"It seems the little step-mom doesn’t like my father. So what does the little step-mom like? Surely it’s not liking me?"
Su Yan puzzled.
"Is liking you not allowed?"
Looking at her straightforward expression.
Feng Rong recalled that moment in the car.
This woman had not only silenced him but also forcibly kissed him.
And with a straightforward look, declared she would pursue him.
Now, once again, she had that innocent look.
Feng Rong’s eyelids drooped, the tear mole at the corner of his eye shimmering in the light.
He leaned close to Su Yan’s ear, the two were extremely close.
It looked very ambiguous.
His hot breath tingling Su Yan’s ear.
"Does the little step-mom know how dangerous this thought is?
This is called taboo.
If it gets out, the little step-mom will be played to death by father."
During the conversation, the music changed in the dance hall.
A waltz tune emerged from the band.
Feng Rong’s eyes lifted, gazing at the dance floor.
He stood up.
Pulled Su Yan to her feet from her seat.
He had no expression on his face.
But his eyes bore a hint of amusement as he looked at Su Yan.
"Would you like to dance with me?"
Without giving Su Yan a chance to answer.
In an instant, she was pulled into the dance floor.
Too bad for Su Yan with her great figure.
Waltz?
She couldn’t dance.
So in the dance floor, she was being dragged around unsteadily.
Especially since she was wearing heels.
Feng Rong seemed to deliberately want to see her make a fool of herself.
Her uncoordinated limbs, the rushed pulling and fumbling made Feng Rong laugh out loud.
Finally, Su Yan leaned forward onto Feng Rong, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Pressed tightly against him.
Refusing to let go.
Su Yan’s head buried in his shoulder, muffled.
"I didn’t agree to dance with you, so if I embarrass myself, it’s not my fault."
Feng Rong’s body stiffened for a moment.
The smile on his face also froze.
It was only then that he realized he had truly been laughing.
His eyelids drooped, concealing the emotions in his eyes.
Slowly, he embraced Su Yan’s waist.
Moving slowly to the music.