[Chapter 8]
"I'm hungry!"
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Instead of a grand feast, the woman who claimed to be hungry was hauled by the man to the vegetable section of a nearby supermarket. She was seriously choosing between two carrots, deciding which one she favored more.
Gu Shaocheng walked over with a box of pork belly on his phone and placed it in the cart. Then, he casually grabbed a bundle of spinach from the side. Chenxing immediately took it out and put it back. Shaocheng raised an eyebrow, "I love it."
"This spinach doesn't look fresh at all. Do you even know how to choose vegetables?" Chenxing retorted rudely.
Shaocheng, who didn't know what came over him, took her hand and pushed the cart, "Then let's go to the market. I want spinach for dinner!"
Chenxing stopped pushing the cart, "I'm not done picking my vegetables. I don't know how to cook spinach. If you want it, fry it yourself!"
