Such a vulgar and somewhat strange remark left not just Pu Cangxie, but everyone around him stunned.
“That’s right!”
Shang Keixin happily explained: “My mom said that good looks are useless, worth less than nothing, and gentle men are just sticks. You’re not handsome, and you’re even fierce to me, hey!” She slapped her thigh boldly and gave a thumbs up, “You’re truly top-notch! Marry me… no, I’ll marry you!”
Second proposal!
Pu Cangxie stared at her, even the ugly scars on his face twitching involuntarily.
His heart, which had been calm for a year, inexplicably began to waver. His anger boiled up like unstoppable steam, rising in wisps, rushing straight to his brain.
Who sent this person to mess with him?
She looks delicate and cute, with bright, piercing eyes – she doesn’t seem like a crazy person, but still…
“Miss, have you… gone mad from eating noodles?”
“Yes, yes! Who marries… no, no! Marries a chef after eating a bowl of noodles.”
People around couldn’t help but speak up, with a cacophony of voices breaking out—
“Hey! Even if the noodles are delicious, you can’t be this impulsive!”
“No matter what, miss, this isn’t how people get married!”
“Miss, I know a guy who looks much better than him. Want to consider him? His omelette rice is really delicious!”
“That’s right! I know someone who runs a hot pot restaurant. He was even a model. He looks way better than this weird guy!”
“Right! Consider someone else! Proposing to him so rashly without even checking his situation. What if he already has a wife…”
The man stopped mid-sentence, looking uneasily at the chef who continued staring at Shang Keixin. Normally, someone who looks like this couldn’t possibly have a wife!
“Nonsense!”
Shang Keixin, who had been staring brightly at Pu Cangxie, suddenly couldn’t hold back. She shouted loudly, silencing all voices in the small shop.
She stood up, sweeping her gaze around. After staring down a dozen faces, she spoke, her clear, melodious voice carrying a cold tone, exactly like a triad boss.
“I’ll marry whoever I want… uh… I mean, who I want to marry. What are you all babbling about? How dare you curse…”
Stopping mid-sentence, she suddenly turned, her slender finger pointing at Pu Cangxie, “You! You should…”
