The first half of the sentence was coy, but the second half turned into a loud scolding, almost adding a "this lady" self-reference.
At this moment, Xu Xiangyang's mind revisited the thought that cropped up yesterday morning.
Since it was a matter of great importance to Xing Jie herself, he decided to ask the class president directly if he had any doubts, believing that Zhu Qingyue would be very serious about this kind of thing.
Now was the time. He put on a serious expression, cleared his throat, and began to say slowly.
"Qing Yue, the things you said to me, they all came from my perspective," he said.
"Hmm~?"
"Setting aside what I think for the moment, what if Xing Jie turns me down?"
Xu Xiangyang spoke very quickly.
"Don't say 'she definitely won't turn you down.' I'm asking 'what if'?"
—I really do think "definitely won't."
However, just as Xu Xiangyang thought, Zhu Qingyue bowed her head and seriously considered it.
