Having spoken, his gaze dropped again, tinged with self-mockery and helplessness.
Su Yu, hearing this, a resolute look flashed across her eyes as she earnestly watched Jiang Ziling and asked with clear enunciation, "But if I happen to cherish such a simple and sincere heart as yours, would you be willing to join hands with me, to face together life's storms and sunshine?"
At that moment, there was no hint of jest in her eyes, only a sincere eagerness.
Jiang Ziling was caught off guard by this direct confession.
His eyes darted around in panic, not daring to meet Su Yu's clear and fervent gaze.
He barely managed a pained smile and tried to sound nonchalant, "Sister Yu, your joke is too heartfelt, don't tease a dullard like me."
Seeing his flustered state, Su Yu felt both amused and a twinge of heartache. She understood that continuing this topic would only make things more awkward and deftly changed the subject, "Alright, eat while it's hot, the noodles are getting clumpy."