"Grandpa, stop praising him. This man is full of mischief. Who knows if one day he'll trick even me."
Kong Lingwen said this, but her eyes were full of laughter.
"I'd never trick you, my dear lady."
Yang Cheng chuckled, reaching out to wrap his arm around her shoulder, and she only symbolically struggled for a moment before leaning into his embrace, snuggled together in front of everyone.
Seeing the couple's loving appearance, Elder Kong's smile grew wider. He cleared his throat and said, "Xiaochen, you've been back for a few days now. I think we should strike while the iron is hot and have the wedding."
As soon as these words were spoken, the living room fell silent, and everyone looked towards Yang Cheng.
At this moment, it was Kong Lingchuan who first broke the silence, "Brother Cen, hurry up and marry my sister, so she stops bullying me at home every day!"
"Kong Lingchuan, are you itchy for trouble?"
