Chapter 8: Shopping (Part Two)
Mo Yu finally let go of Lingzi.
“Whew— I almost suffocated!” Lingzi gasped for air, then remarked, “By the way, you’re really something!” She reached out to pinch her, but Mo Yu swiftly smacked her hand away.
Honestly, have I never mentioned that Nan Lingzi is a total fujoshi?!?!
“Alright, let’s settle on this car.”
“Are you sure? This isn’t the model you like. Have you thought it through?”
“Yes, yes, I’ve made up my mind. Let’s get the paperwork for the car done first, then I’ll take care of my resignation.” With that, she scooped Chi Chi up in one arm.
“Hey, wait…!” Nan Lingzi tried to protest.
But she was knocked out and dragged away…
The gas tank came full as a bonus with the car purchase. They drove to the underground parking lot, Mo Yu holding Mo Chi with her left hand and dragging Nan Lingzi with her right.
“Huff, huff—” Nan Lingzi was still fuming.
“Come on, I’ll treat you to a feast!”
“I want stinky tofu, spicy hotpot, lamb skewers…”
Could you possibly pick something more expensive? Orz…
“Hey, Mo Yu, do you even have a driver’s license?” Nan Lingzi suddenly stopped her complaining.
“No.”
“No… no?!” Nan Lingzi stared at Mo Yu, her neck creaking as if on springs.
“Just now—?”
“Hm?”
“You were driving that car?”
“Yes.”
“I’m still alive?!”
“Yes.”
Thud! Lingzi smacked right into a stone pillar ahead.
“Look, the stars are spinning up there…”
Mo Yu just stared.
After finally calming Lingzi down, the three of them headed to the food market.
“This one, this one, this one!” Lingzi shouted excitedly.
“That one, and that fruit, and that one too!” Chi Chi echoed, imitating Nan Lingzi.
Mo Yu watched the two, who had clearly become fast friends, black lines forming on her forehead.
Heavens above! Please take them away!
“You two go buy whatever you want to eat. I’ll check out that section over there.”
“Bye-bye!” “Bye-bye!” they called in unison, turning back with blissful smiles.
Mo Yu slapped her own forehead.
I don’t even know what to say anymore…
She pushed the empty shopping cart toward the section with goods that had a longer shelf life.
“Bread, mineral water, canned food, eight-treasure congee, rice, millet…”
She counted off the items one by one.
“Manager, how much of each of these do you have left?”
“Miss, we have forty boxes of bread, sixty of mineral water, fifty of canned food…” The manager dared not refuse—anyone shopping here must be worth millions! But why was she asking?
“I’ll take them all.”
“…Ah…?” The manager froze for a moment. “Oh, yes, yes. Where should we deliver them?” This girl must be crazy—what’s she buying all this for?
“Deliver them to the underground garage, to a new S-T19. Here’s my card, no need to queue.”
“Of course, thank you for your patronage!” Another new sales record! My bonus—hahaha!
Mo Yu glanced at the stunned manager, then turned away to consider what else she needed.
Right—seeds.
“Excuse me, do you sell vegetable seeds here?”
“What? Oh, on the fourth floor.”
“Thank you. Can I pay by card?”
“Yes, yes.”
“Just have everything delivered to the garage.”
“Of course.”
Mo Yu retrieved her card. After all this spending, she probably didn’t have much left on it.
Her phone rang, chiming brightly.
“Hello, Lingzi?”
“Mo Yu, where are you? Chi Chi and I are at the Michelin restaurant on the third floor.”
“Alright, I’ll come find you both in a bit. Don’t go anywhere.”
End of section.