C78 He Was Right in front of Him

"Hmph! I'm not angry!"

Fu Huaiyong declared with a huff, grabbing a cake from the table and biting into it fiercely, as if he were taking a bite out of Ye Hong himself.

"Huh?"

A rich, aromatic fragrance exploded in his mouth, the sweetness of red beans mingling with the delicate scent of osmanthus.

A warm sensation surged to his belly