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However, the shirt was somewhat fuzzed from washing and upon a closer look, there was a hole burned by cigarette ash on the shoulder – it was the one she had bought for him.

Ye Xingguang fell silent: “This shirt cost me forty thousand, how could it turn like this after just a few days of wearing?”

Ye Junqing looked down, glanced indifferently at his shirt, and said in a deep voice: “Why don’t you buy me a few more then?”

“I want to buy them for you, but I don’t have that much money.”

Ye Junqing raised an eyebrow slightly, took out his own wallet, and handed her a supplementary copy of his black card.

Ye Xingguang blinked: “What’s this for, I have money.”

“Would your money be enough to buy me ten of these shirts? Besides, I promised to replace the First Lady’s evening gown. Use it for that.” Ye Junqing forcefully stuffed the card into her hand.

Ye Xingguang: “Uh… I really did forget to repay.”

“The password is your birthday.”

Why did he set her birthday as his bank card password?

Ye Xingguang found herself delighted, accepted the card: “Then I’ll buy you one when I have time tomorrow. Coincidentally, my mom said that the clothes she and my dad brought aren’t enough. They want to go shopping tomorrow, I’ll use your card to honor my parents, okay?”

Two words from Ye Junqing: “Buy.”

After he spoke, he added: “Eat quickly, be careful the wontons might get mushy.”

The wontons hadn’t turned mushy, Ye Xingguang moved the small table over and blew on them, and firstly honored her father: “Dad, you try some.”

It was said that the more a father-in-law watched his son-in-law, the less favorable his opinion of him would be. However, Song Chuanqi, the more he watched his son-in-law, the more satisfied he felt. He shook his head, saying, “I won’t eat, you feed your husband. Don’t hog good food to yourself. He’s been busy all day, he must be hungry too.”

Ye Xingguang: “…”

She had no intention of feeding him, but hearing her father-in-law say this, Ye Junqing looked at her with eyes full of expectation.

Ye Xingguang, feeling embarrassed under his gaze, extended her hand, bringing the wonton to his mouth, and reminded, “Be careful, it’s hot.”

As Ye Junqing swallowed the wonton into his mouth, she couldn’t help but ask: “Is it delicious?”

Ye Junqing nodded.

Ye Xingguang also tasted a couple, “I must admit, it’s really tasty. Where did you buy it?”

“An old shop.”

In the past, the chefs at home would prepare all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, which she took little interest in. She would sneak out to an old shop to eat wontons. Hence, he remembered this old shop and would always make a detour to buy a bowl of wontons from the old shop for her when he came home late.

“Tell me the address, I’ll go to the store and eat.”

Ye Xingguang relished eating.

Ye Junqing didn’t want to tell her the address. The cashier at the wonton shop was quite handsome: “Just tell me if you want to eat, I’ll bring it for you.”

Stingy!

Ye Xingguang spooned another one into his mouth. Ye Junqing quite enjoyed it and did not stop her.

A bowl of wontons, one mouthful for you and one for me, in such an ambiguous atmosphere that their hearts were both fluctuating wildly. Ye Junqing felt he needed to take a cold shower, or else he didn’t know why he felt hungrier the more he ate.

After he left to take a shower, she quickly received a message from him on WeChat: “Where did you put my shorts?”

“Aren’t they all in the wardrobe?” she replied.

After Xiao Yun brought his change of clothes last night, she put all his clothes in the wardrobe.

But Ye Junqing replied: “Can’t find them, come and help me find!”