Qiao Fei teased Chen Ziyang with laughter and scolding.
But to Gao Hong, those words sounded a bit like showing off wealth.
Clearly, from Qiao Fei's demeanor, she could tell that the two of them must have just had an interaction.
Yet Chen Ziyang still seemed vigorously impassioned.
Where does one find such a man?
Comparing one to another can be really infuriating!
The dry perish from drought, and the flooded from excess water.
If her man had a treasure like Chen Ziyang, she would cling to him and never let go.
Chen Ziyang felt a bit embarrassed being called out, scratched his head, and said with an awkward laugh, "Sister Long, sorry! I'm going in first, let Qiao Fei keep you company for a while."
"I won't disturb you anymore, you should eat first!"
Gao Hong tactfully left.
Qiao Fei carried the basket back into the house, took out all the food from the basket, and placed it on the table.
"Ziyang, you eat first."
"Ah? Aren't you eating?"
Chen Ziyang asked in surprise.
