"Dad, don't worry, I'll treat Siaosiao well!"
Deng Zhiyi's assurance made Zhou Jun very satisfied. He moved the wine glass in his hand and said, "Come on! Let's finish this glass!"
"Okay! Cheers!"
The four glasses came together for a toast, and everyone happily drank up, put down their glasses, and began to chat while eating. The atmosphere at the dining table was really good.
Zhou Xiaoxiao was gnawing on chicken feet while watching Deng Zhiyi. She realized that she had accidentally found herself such a handsome and gentle husband. Heaven was indeed very kind to her.
"What are you thinking while looking at me?"
Deng Zhiyi noticed she finished the chicken feet in her hand and gave her another one.
"Nothing really!"
Zhou Xiaoxiao squinted and smiled, playfully blinking at Deng Zhiyi, "Brother Yi, I just feel like I really admire you!"
He looked at her and chuckled, responding, "Silly girl!"
