Love You Till the End-Chapter 1049 - 1058: Chengzi Is Back (Part 3) - Be My Girlfriend, Will You?

In that instant, it was as if time stood still. Su Jiuyi’s eyes were red, and ultimately, she couldn’t suppress the surge of heat overflowing from her eyes.

She cried.

She had thought that Shi Aoju might have a fondness for her, but she never dared to hope that he would develop feelings for her. This man, who looked down upon the world, was always the center of attention wherever he went, surrounded by countless women, many younger, prettier, and more capable than her—so she never imagined she would find a place in his heart.

Seeing the woman in front of him crying, Shi Aoju raised his sword eyebrows, lifted his hand to wipe away her tears, and his rough palm gently rubbed her hair, "From now on, I don’t allow you to shed a single tear, especially not for me."

His voice was exceedingly soft, infused with an unprecedented gentleness, like a whirlpool pulling Su Jiuyi in and completely engulfing her.

"Young Master Jue..."

Su Jiuyi looked up at him, the sparkling tears still glistening in her eyes. Perhaps because she had listened to what he said just now, she sniffed and controlled the tears that were about to spill over without actually crying out.

"What do you like about me?" She looked at him for a long time, remained silent for a long time, and finally asked.

Shi Aoju gently stroked her head, and whispered, "I like your silliness, your smile, the way you’re so uninhibited in front of me, the way you look wearing an apron in the kitchen."

That side of her was just like a little wife; every word she said, every action she took, was an expression of love.

"You can’t like the way I look cooking in the kitchen..." Su Jiuyi pouted, "Covered in grease and smoke, hair all messy, like an ugly woman—I even despise myself."

"As long as I don’t despise you." Shi Aoju suddenly pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly, almost suffocating Su Jiuyi. She struggled restlessly, but Shi Aoju wouldn’t let her go, only changing his posture to hold her tighter. He rested his chin on her head, chuckling lightly, "My mother once said that if a woman is willing to cook for a man, it proves the man holds a certain place in her heart. And if a man longs for the taste of the dishes a woman makes, it proves he’s lost his heart. Su Jiuyi, you’re an incredible woman, making me lose myself in just a few short months."

Su Jiuyi agreed with this notion, so at the beginning, when she started to work at the Shi Family, she never thought about cooking for him personally. But later, she researched cookbooks, made desserts, baked cakes, cooked dishes; each time, the starting point was to cook for him.

It was through this that she became aware of her own heart, confirming that she liked him.

At first, she thought he only ate the food she made not to dampen her enthusiasm, and she never expected he would sink into his own quagmire.

"You were the one who made me lose myself first." She said.

Su Jiuyi didn’t know when it started, but she began to pay attention to his every move, every word and action—even a frown or a smile. She would secretly try to gauge his mood, wanting to know if he was happy or not. And his mood would, in turn, affect her.

"Then we’re even now." He gently nuzzled her hair, his voice low and husky, rich with magnetism, as if capable of seducing one’s mind, "Be my girlfriend, won’t you?"