Love You Till the End Chapter 1146 - 1155: I Absolutely Won’t Admit to Sorting His Underwear

"Hmm?" Shi Aoju, typically a man of few words, echoed the character spoken, yet his tone held a distinct edge.

"You like... like..." Su Jiuyi fumbled with her words, as if confessing something profoundly difficult, unable to fully articulate it.

"What is it." Shi Aoju regarded her with a placid gaze, his expression as unreadable as ever.

"May I refrain from answering?" How could she possibly answer such a direct question? There was no way she could confess: 'I know, you have a penchant for wearing red and black.'

"No." Shi Aoju's response was delivered with detached indifference.

"Don't you know your own preferences? Why must I tell you?" Su Jiuyi pouted, her voice tinged with playful defiance. "And why haven't I ever asked you what color underwear I favor?"

"White." Shi Aoju stated calmly. "Pure white."

A sharp gasp, "Ah," escaped Su Jiuyi, her face igniting with a deep blush. She abruptly stood, her voice laced with bewildered excitement, demanding, "How could you possibly know I wear white underwear?!"

"I removed it, so naturally, I would know." Shi Aoju replied with his characteristic composure.

Su Jiuyi was left speechless; her mouth formed a silent O.

Truly, a man of remarkable knowledge, even amidst such an indelicate topic, he remained utterly unruffled, as though discussing the weather.

"Since you are unaware of mine, you shall become acquainted with them tonight." Shi Aoju declared, his voice carrying a suggestive undertone. "If one occasion proves insufficient, we shall try twice. If twice is not enough, then several more times."

Su Jiuyi's mind whirled in utter confusion, failing to grasp the convoluted logic. What did Mr. Qin, Song Zhike, and Shi Tianjue's discussion about his underwear color behind her back have to do with her? It was as if she were the very catalyst for it all.

"I object!" While she had no qualms about becoming familiar with other matters, her underwear was a different story. 'Forget it,' she thought. 'If Qi Jingren discovered this, he would mock me endlessly.'

"You may object, but I possess methods to transform your objection into willing acceptance."

Shi Aoju's words ignited a spark of misunderstanding in Su Jiuyi's mind. It wasn't that her thoughts were particularly debauched; rather, his statement was undeniably suggestive. Anyone in her predicament, hearing such a pronouncement, would likely jump to similar conclusions.

"Then I would prefer to know their colors..." Su Jiuyi ventured, her voice slightly hesitant. "In your closet, there are twenty-two pairs of black underwear and one pair of red. Based on this ratio, your preference leans more towards black than red. Therefore, your favorite underwear color is black."

Upon finishing her statement, Su Jiuyi's cheeks flushed once more, not from embarrassment, but from a sense of impropriety in discussing such intimate details with a man.

"You know the exact quantity?" Shi Aoju's lips curved upward in a subtle smile, a flicker of amusement in his eyes that failed to fully reach them, leaving his current mood ambiguous.

"I helped you organize your wardrobe, so I happened to see them!" Su Jiuyi quickly interjected, anxious to dispel any notion of a peculiar fascination. After all, their relationship had hardly reached a stage where helping him sort his underwear was appropriate.

"A mere glance revealed the precise number? And you identified the colors with such clarity." Shi Aoju pressed on, showing no inclination to relinquish his line of questioning.

Su Jiuyi managed a strained smile, tugging at her lips. "Actually, it was just a casual observation. Since they were yours, I simply committed them to memory."

Under any threat, she would never admit to actually having organized his underwear...