But in reality, it wasn't confidence Zhou Mochen lacked; it was love.
He lacked Xu Su's blatant, undisguised favoritism. He needed a tremendous amount of her love to fill his insecure heart.
'The more love I have from Xu Su, the better!'
The severely love-deprived Zhou Mochen smiled gently at his lover. "Susu, you have to be even better to me. You have to keep liking me this much. Then I'll be more confident."
"...Alright."
His temper was so good these days that it left her completely defenseless. How could Xu Su possibly bring herself to yell at him? She could only fall back into her habit of coaxing him. "I promise you, I'll always like you, and only you. My love will never stray."
As she coaxed him, the sweet nothings came effortlessly. "Even if I meet a man more handsome than you in the future, my heart will be set on you. No matter who I compare you to, you're the only one I want. So, Zhou Mochen, can you please try to be a little more confident? And not so controlling?"
