Chapter 876 - Huo Yingcheng, Yu Bao’er (48)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Yu Bao’er was stunned momentarily upon hearing this. “But I had just eaten?”

“You’ve eaten. But what about me?”

Huo Yingcheng reminded, “I brought you breakfast when I came.”

Yu Bao’er: “...”

Who the heck brings breakfast at 11 am!

Yu Bao’er thought about it, then suggested, “How about this? You send me to the supermarket and I’ll buy a pot back and cook for you. I was planning to buy it anyway.”

Huo Yingcheng was doubtful. “Can you cook?”

“Are you kidding me? My culinary skills are superb!”

Yu Bao’er was indignant. She must make Huo Yingcheng see just how great she was at cooking today.

Thus Huo Yingcheng drove Yu Bao’er to the supermarket.

There was a large and well-stocked underground supermarket near Yu Bao’er’s home.

Shopping in a supermarket was usually the thing that made Yu Bao’er the happiest.

As she pushed the trolley and excitedly looked around at the dazzling array of merchandise, she was in an extremely great mood.

Huo Yingcheng, on the other hand, remained expressionless in his trenchcoat and his hands in his pockets. With his upright standing posture, one might think he was a male fashion model from somewhere.

“You’re even buying this? What are you going to do with it?”

“And what the hell is this...”

“These fresh foods are going to spoil if you don’t consume them by tomorrow. You can’t finish all these, so why are you buying so much?”

Yu Bao’er wasn’t one to have self-restraint when it came to buying things. In the past, there was no one to stop her, but today, someone was there to dampen her spirits.

Although Huo Yingcheng didn’t look like a chatty person, once he started nagging it could get quite lethal.

Huo Yingcheng forcibly put back many items, and his argument with Yu Bao’er attracted the nearby shopper’s attention.

Wah, this guy is so stingy!

His girlfriend wanted to buy those things but he couldn’t bear to part with the money. How could one entrust her happiness with such a man?

So stingy even though it’s just some food...

The surrounding shoppers commented in their hearts. And then, they saw Huo Yingcheng and Yu Bao’er quarreling in the electrical appliances section.

Regarding the selection of the pot, Yu Bao’er hesitated for a long while, indecisive as to which one to choose.

Huo Yingcheng couldn’t stand it and simply picked up an imported pressure cooker and induction cooker with a five-figure price tag. Yu Bao’er’s jaw dropped. “Oh my goodness. I can’t afford that!!”

Huo Yingcheng waved a hand impatiently. “I’m not asking you to pay. Look at how poor you are!”

As he spoke, he pushed the trolley to leave, ignoring whether his words had pricked at Yu Bao’er’s heart. “Let’s go settle the bill.”

“Wait! I haven’t gotten the vegetables!”

“You’re slow.”

The duo then went to the fresh produce section.

The shoppers who had found Huo Yingcheng a miser were now staring with their mouths gaped open.

So it turned out he was a rich guy.

In such an underground supermarket, pots that cost more than ten thousand yuan were considered high-end goods. Yet he didn’t even blink when he picked one up.

Turns out he had previously found those things a waste.

Ah, what a good man. Such a man was worthy of entrusting one’s happiness too!

Such a man was a woman’s ideal marriage partner!

The passers-by were like watching a show, their mental activity changing alongside Huo Yingcheng’s extravagant manner.

Yu Bao’er and Huo Yingcheng didn’t get into much of an argument over the fresh produce section, mainly because Huo Yingcheng didn’t know what to buy.

Naturally, he had no right to speak in front of Yu Bao’er, who had followed her great-at-bargaining mother to the market since young.

Although one couldn’t bargain in a supermarket, Yu Bao’er was the one deciding which vegetables were fresh and had a marvelous texture, and also what she was going to cook for lunch today.

Finally, the duo returned home in satisfaction with so much stuff that they nearly couldn’t fit everything into the trunk of the jeep.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om