Gaining A Husband After a Memory Loss (BL) Chapter 4.1: Do You Believe I’ll Rip That Off You? (1)

Shang Jing darted back into the car in record time.

That was close. If He Jiang had not given in, he would have knelt down to beg for forgiveness. After all, his life was more important.

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Ten meters down the road, the car did a perfect swerve and stopped in front of the underground entrance to the supermarket.

It was a small-scale shopping mall that held a supermarket on the first level, a food street on the second, and a variety of shops and boutiques from the third level onwards.

Probably because of the rain, the number of cars entering the car park was minimal. He Jiang and Shang Jing were the only two passengers in the lift.

Shang Jing pushed a floor request button. Level 2, beside the button was a food symbol. He Jiang’s eyes faltered, he pulled his cap lower over his face.

That was unexpected. Shang Jing had expected him to fly into a rage.

However, any doubts he had quickly dissipated in face of the food aroma wafting towards them. Shang Jing involuntarily swallowed his saliva.

Just then, two young girls carrying large cups of steaming hot oden walked past them. Each cup contained more than ten sticks of the delicacy, looking especially sumptuous.

Instinctively, he walked in the direction from where they came from. Before he placed his order, he turned around to look at He Jiang.

He Jiang had already succumbed to his fate. He squeezed in behind Shang Jing and scanned the QR code to make payment.

As expected, Shang Jing’s thick bandages and dashing looks had drawn attention to the duo.

But thanks to the mask and cap He Jiang had on, most attention was still focused on the unconcealed Shang Jing, preventing the situation He Jiang had feared most.

Shang Jing's attention was still focused on the food in the food vendor’s hands. When it was his turn, he flashed a megawatt smile and stretched out both hands to receive the food. “Thank you so much.”

Seeing how polite yet pitiful he was, the vendor happily decided to add two more sticks of quail eggs to his order.

Shang Jing: “You’re the best.”

He Jiang: Tsk. Baring his fangs at me

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