Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2061: Chapter 2060: He’s Not My Boyfriend

Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha both knew what the other liked to eat.

So, they each picked out what the other liked to eat.

Wen Jin looked at the meat Jing Xiaocha was holding and smiled, “Pick what you like to eat. When you’re in a bad mood, eating something good cheers you up.”

Jing Xiaocha couldn’t help but laugh, “I don’t like binge eating, and it’s nighttime now, so I can’t eat too much. I’ll stick to something lighter.”

“So you’re saying I should binge eat?”

Wen Jin looked intently at the meat in her hand, and Jing Xiaocha giggled, “You’re different.”

“Am I not human?”

Wen Jin deliberately twisted Jing Xiaocha’s words.

Jing Xiaocha rolled her eyes.

She still put the meat into the shopping cart, “It’s not just you eating it, Little Hui also likes meat. Besides, I didn’t buy all this to eat just tonight. I can’t cook all of it anyway.”

“Alright, so I’m just eating thanks to Little Hui’s presence. I thought you bought it especially for me.”

“You’re in such good shape now. If you gain weight because of me, you’d blame me, and Sister Ou would too.”

The two of them bantered back and forth.

It seemed like there was never any misunderstanding or anger between them.

Wen Jin had no choice but to let Jing Xiaocha throw those ingredients into the shopping cart.

He followed her, pushing the cart.

At checkout, before Jing Xiaocha could pull out her card, Wen Jin swiftly handed his card to the cashier, “Charge it to my card.”

“Brother Wen, how could you? I was supposed to pay.”

Jing Xiaocha took out her card to hand it to the cashier, but Wen Jin intercepted it midway, saying matter-of-factly, “So I can conveniently freeload next time. I’ll pay, and you handle the cooking tonight.”

“Miss, your boyfriend is so considerate.”

The cashier looked at Jing Xiaocha with envy.

Jing Xiaocha’s mouth twitched slightly.

She thought the cashier found Wen Jin perfect because he was handsome and exuded an elegant aura.

Is paying the bill really considerate?

Ignoring the part where she has to cook dinner herself.

“He’s not my boyfriend.”

Jing Xiaocha instinctively clarified, and Wen Jin just smiled and said nothing.

The cashier blinked, “You two look so well-matched.”

“…”

Jing Xiaocha felt that explaining further would make it more complicated, especially since she didn’t know the cashier. So she stopped speaking altogether.

After checking out, when Jing Xiaocha was about to grab the bags, Wen Jin had a staff member take the cart to the car and handed them the car keys.

“Take a break first and get busy when we get home.”

“Brother Wen, isn’t your car parked outside the apartment?”

Seeing Wen Jin hand over the keys, Jing Xiaocha couldn’t help but ask with a puzzled look.

Wen Jin smiled faintly and said airily, “It’s not far anyway. I’ll have him bring the car around. If you carry all these things back, I’m afraid you’ll find an excuse not to cook and Little Hui and I will go hungry.”

“…”

Am I that lazy, Jing Xiaocha thought, pouting in dissatisfaction.

“See if there’s anything else you need. It’s the change of seasons. Want to go upstairs and buy some clothes?”

“No.”

Jing Xiaocha shook her head without a second thought, and Wen Jin laughed, saying, “I won’t pay if you buy clothes. Just now, I paid for groceries because I need to eat.”

“Then why did you pay for the dress last time?”

Jing Xiaocha muttered softly. It’s not her first shopping trip with Wen Jin.

Before going abroad, the way she interacted with Wen Jin was already like this.

The money she earned was for paying off debts to Wen Jin, and he would always rush to pay whenever they shopped.

Finding various excuses: her good performance or not wanting to embarrass him.

Wen Jin’s phone rang just then, so he didn’t hear Xiaocha’s muttering. His dark eyes flickered, and he took out his phone.

Upon seeing the caller ID, his gaze shifted slightly.

They had already reached the first floor by then, and Jing Xiaocha, not wanting to disturb Wen Jin’s call, pointed to a nearby cosmetics counter, “Brother Wen, take your call; I’ll go look over there.”

Wen Jin nodded gently, indicating for her to do as she pleased.

Jing Xiaocha walked cheerfully toward the cosmetics counter.

Wen Jin stepped aside, found a quiet spot, pressed the answer button, and spoke in a low, gentle voice, “Hello.”

“Wen Jin, have you been to the factory?”

“Yes, I’ve been there.”

Wen Jin turned his head to look in the direction Jing Xiaocha had left.

He saw her stop at the cosmetics counter, and the sales assistant was enthusiastically introducing their products to her.

“You’ve been there? Is everything handled?”

On the phone, aside from Ou Yihan’s voice, there was no other noise, suggesting she was in a hotel.

“It’s taken care of, don’t worry.”

After a slight pause, Wen Jin added, throughout maintaining a warm and gentle tone without significant fluctuations.

Hearing he had settled everything, a sigh of relief came from the other end, along with a touch of laughter and a sense of ease, “That’s good. You rushed back, and I was concerned.”

“By the way, did Shi Tian contact you?”

Wen Jin’s gaze found Jing Xiaocha sitting on a chair at the counter.

Her hand extended, with the sales assistant applying cosmetics to her hand.

Whatever the sales assistant said, Jing Xiaocha’s face burst into a bright smile.

Her clear eyes sparkled brightly, so endearing.

Wen Jin’s lips unconsciously curved into a smile; just an hour ago, Jing Xiaocha was upset, but now she was glowing with laughter.

Her happiness was so simple.

In his ear, Ou Yihan’s voice came through, “Shi Tian called me. What happened?”

Wen Jin’s smile faded.

His voice, though low, carried a trace of barely detectable displeasure, “He found his way to Xiaocha’s house, Yihan. Even if you trust Shi Tian’s character, Xiaocha is a single girl. Random men showing up at her house is unsafe and doesn’t look good for her.”

“Did Shi Tian really go to Xiaocha’s house? He asked me where she lived, but I didn’t expect him to just show up. Wen Jin, is Xiaocha upset?”

In reality, Ou Yihan discerned that Wen Jin was upset.

But instead of asking directly, she subtly asked if Jing Xiaocha was angry.

Wen Jin’s gaze lowered briefly, and when he looked again, Jing Xiaocha had left the previous counter and moved to a nail art counter.

He recalled that he had called twice today, and Jing Xiaocha hadn’t picked up.

That girl has quite a temper and tends to ignore everyone when angry.

His voice took on an even cooler edge, “Yes, she was angry and didn’t let Shi Tian inside.”