Badly shaken, Li Jingtai took a deep breath and slowly let it out.
He said very seriously, "Although I don't have much in savings right now, I'll work harder from now on."
"I'll work hard to give the person I love the best and most comfortable life."
What ambition!
You can do it!
I'll be waiting for the day I can compare our savings with you.
Su Qiao decided to find some time to make arrangements for earning money as well.
"Are you proposing to me?"
"Don't you want to marry me?"
As soon as he heard this, Li Jingtai suddenly lost some of his confidence.
His face, figure, and cooking skills—she wasn't satisfied with any of them. Now she even looked down on his savings. What made him think she would agree to marry him?
"It's not a question of whether I want to marry you, but..."
"Forget it. We'll talk about this after I get back!"
Su Qiao deliberately stopped halfway, then said nothing more as she started the car.
"Explain yourself. What's wrong with me?"
For the first time, Li Jingtai was genuinely anxious. He reached out and grabbed the steering wheel, stopping Su Qiao from leaving.
Su Qiao stared at him with a distant look for a while. Only after a long moment did she say, "You have no emotions."
"I can't feel that you have any feelings for me."
"..."
Li Jingtai froze, and his hand unconsciously loosened its grip on the steering wheel.
Su Qiao stepped on the gas and drove out through the courtyard gate, leaving the man standing dazed in the morning sunlight.
Li Jingtai had always thought he had disguised himself well, just like a normal, ordinary person.
He was gentle and cheerful, eager to help others, passionate about life, enthusiastic