If it had been in the past, Su Nanxing would never have dared to dream that one day, Lu Beiyuan would get along so warmly with aunties in their fifties and sixties.
He would ask the auntie for cooking advice.
When she recommended fresh ingredients, he would express his gratitude.
Dressed in a suit without a single wrinkle, the diamond cufflinks on his wrists sparkling with a luxurious gleam.
Tall and straight, exceptionally handsome.
Clearly out of place in this supermarket, yet unexpectedly harmonious.
The supermarket auntie was as enthusiastic as ever today, and after weighing the items, she said, "You and your partner seem to have a really good relationship."
Lu Beiyuan curled his lips in a smile, "We're not a couple yet."
The auntie was shocked, "Ah, you're not?"
Lu Beiyuan said, "I'm pursuing her, but she hasn't agreed yet."
