The Saturday morning sunlight flowed slowly like melted honey on the glass curtain wall of the top-end "Zhenxuan" supermarket.
In the supermarket that had just opened, the air conditioning was turned on very high, and the air was filled with the aroma of freshly ground coffee and freshly baked bread.
Ning Xiwan was pushing a chrome-plated shopping cart in the imported food area. Her black turtleneck sweater made her neck look as swan-like, and her slightly curly chestnut hair swayed gently with her steps.
She wore rose bean paste lipstick today, which had a soft sheen under the bright lights of the supermarket.
"Wanwan, how many pieces of steak do you want?" Duan Shuce's voice came from the side, deep and pleasant.
Today he wore a high-quality white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his well-defined forearms. Black casual pants hugged his slender legs, and he wore limited-edition sneakers from a luxury brand.
At this moment, he was leaning over slightly to check the Australian Wagyu beef in the freezer, and his thick eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes.
Ning Xiwan paused, tilting her head in thought as the pearl earrings on her earlobes swayed slightly. "Four, maybe? Qingliu's preparing for a competition soon, so I need to replenish my energy."
She said, throwing two beautifully packaged boxes of strawberries into the shopping cart. "Nana likes this."
Duan Shuce chuckled, with tiny smile lines appearing at the corners of his eyes: "You remember it clearly."
He reached out and took the shopping list from Ning Xiwan's hand naturally, his slender fingers lightly running across the paper. "Do you want to buy lobster in the seafood section?"
"Mm, baked lobster with cheese." Ning Xiwan stood on tiptoe and took a bottle of balsamic vinegar from a high shelf. The faint scent of jasmine wafted through her hair. "Qingliu said it was delicious last time."
Just then, Ye Qingliu and Bai Zhiye came over from the shelf on the other side.
Ye Qingliu wore a light grey sweatshirt today, a rare sight. The soft fabric made him look much softer than usual, but his handsome face with distinct outlines remained expressionless, and his grey-blue eyes looked like two bottomless pools under the lights of the supermarket.
Bai Zhiye was like a cheerful little bird, wearing a goose yellow dress and a strawberry hairpin in her hair. She was holding Ye Qingliu's arm and chattering non-stop.
She stood on tiptoe to reach for the biscuits on the high shelf, and Ye Qingliu calmly reached out to help her take them down, his movements so skillful as if he had done it a thousand times.
"Qingliu, get a bottle of soy sauce." Ning Xiwan ordered without turning her head, concentrating on comparing the prices of two types of olive oil.
Ye Qingliu hummed, turned around and walked towards the condiment area, his back as straight as a pine tree.
Bai Zhiye trotted after him, her skirt blooming like petals.
Duan Shuce looked at the two men's backs, his lips curled up slightly: "You are becoming more and more adept at ordering people around."
Ning Xiwan raised her eyebrows, a sly smile on her red lips: "My son, I'm happy to do it."
The lights in the condiment section were exceptionally bright, making the various glass bottles sparkle. Ye Qingliu was concentrating on the soy sauce brands on the shelf, his slender fingers tapping lightly on the bottles, making a crisp sound.
"Qingliu, I want this!" Bai Zhiye pointed at a brand of premium brewed soy sauce, her eyes sparkling. "This is it. Fried rice is especially fragrant."
Ye Qingliu nodded and was about to put the soy sauce into the shopping cart when a sweet and unbearably sweet female voice suddenly came from behind him: "Mr. Ye?"
They both turned around at the same time and saw Zhang Meihua standing three meters away wearing a champagne-colored tight dress, holding a box of yogurt in her hand.
She had obviously dressed up carefully today, with her curly hair draped over her shoulders, delicate makeup, and slightly parted red lips. The expression on her face was as if she had discovered a new world.
Ye Qingliu instantly returned to his keep-away-from-everyone look, his gray-blue eyes as cold as the Siberian permafrost.
Bai Zhiye keenly sensed the change in atmosphere and subconsciously moved closer to Ye Qingliu.
"What a coincidence." Zhang Meihua walked over quickly, the rich scent of perfume immediately filling the air. "Are you here to buy groceries on the weekend too?"
Her eyes moved back and forth between Ye Qingliu and Bai Zhiye, especially when she saw Bai Zhiye holding Ye Qingliu's arm, a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes.
Ye Qingliu nodded coldly: "Teacher Zhang."
His voice was like the surface of a frozen lake, calm and without a ripple.
Zhang Meihua didn't seem to notice his distance, and instead moved closer: "Who is this..."
She looked Bai Zhiye up and down with obvious contempt in her eyes.
"My girlfriend." Ye Qingliu said straightforwardly, his arms naturally wrapping around Bai Zhiye's shoulders.
Bai Zhiye cooperated and leaned into his arms, revealing a sweet smile.
Zhang Meihua's expression froze for a moment, but she quickly returned to her smile. "Mr. Ye, next week's English competition..."
"He will be there on time." Ning Xiwan's voice suddenly interrupted as she walked over gracefully pushing a shopping cart, followed closely by Duan Shuce.
Ning Xiwan's aura is fully on display today. The black turtleneck sweater outlines the beautiful line of her neck, and every step she takes is graceful.
She walked straight to Ye Qingliu, took a box of Belgian chocolates from the shelf next to her and stuffed it into his arms: "Son, this is a reward for you."
Ye Qingliu took it obediently, his stern brows softened unconsciously, and he even lowered his head slightly to allow Ning Xiwan to rub his hair.
This scene made Zhang Meihua's eyes widen. She couldn't believe that Ye Qingliu, who was always cold and aloof to everyone in class, was now like an obedient child.
"Who is this?" Duan Shuce spoke at the right time, politely but with a presence that could not be ignored.
"Mr. Ye's English teacher." Ning Xiwan answered for him, a meaningful smile curling her red lips. "Teacher Zhang is particularly 'caring' for my Qingliu."
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