"Sisi, did you think of me today?" Huangfu Yinteng lowered his head, his eyes fixed on Fu Siying.
He wanted to see something from her face.
Upon hearing this question, Fu Siying's heart skipped a beat. She averted her gaze, saying evasively, "I'll go check if Wu Ma has finished preparing the meal. I'm really quite hungry."
With a push, she moved him aside and prepared to leave.
How was she supposed to answer that? Should she say she missed him? That... was something she couldn't bring herself to say—too embarrassing.
Quick as a flash, Huangfu Yinteng grabbed her hand, "Hey, Sisi, don't leave yet. You have to give me an answer."
Fu Siying glanced at him, seeing his determined look, she couldn't help but shoot him a playful glare. His gaze was too intense, making it hard for her to handle, so she murmured softly, "I did..."
In a swift motion, she freed herself from his grasp and walked briskly outside. She realized her face was burning hot.
