Because she was addicted

"After you finish eating, what happens next?"

Wen Jia knew that Lu Chenyan had ulterior motives, so she deliberately went along with his question.

"Let's watch a movie after dinner."

"And after watching the movie?"

"Then of course everyone should go back to their own homes and find their own mothers."

Lu Chenyan completely ignored the conversation.

"Okay, wait for me in the garage."

Wen Jia packed her things and went downstairs with Lu Chenyan. She waved goodbye to Yi Mo and the others downstairs at the company building, walked a few steps toward the subway, and then secretly slipped into the parking garage after turning a corner.

Lu Chenyan was already waiting for her in the car.

"How about stir-fried spicy chicken, fish head with chopped chili peppers, and tiger-skin green peppers?"

As soon as they got in the car, Lu Chenyan hugged her and gave her a big kiss.

"You can really cook?"

Wen Jiacai didn't believe it.

A bowl of tomato and egg noodles is relatively simple, but these dishes are not something to be thrown together casually. She stared at Lu Chenyan with a scrutinizing look.

"No big deal. I'm the head chef of a Chinese restaurant. Back then, the boss said I could open my own restaurant with a little training. But that's not my ambition."

Lu Chenyan, with an arrogant expression, pulled Wen Jia's hand to his lips and rubbed it against them.

"Alright, then I'll watch your performance."

He went to a large supermarket near Wenjia residential area and bought ingredients for cooking. Passing by the shoe section, Lu Chenyan casually grabbed a pair of men's slippers and put them in the shopping cart.

"Why are you taking the slippers?" Wen Jia asked.

"I really like your bunny slippers, but unfortunately my heels protested last night, saying that I didn't consider their feelings at all and made them catch a cold yesterday."

Lu Chenyan lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

"Just talk!" Wen Jia laughed and punched his chest.

Lu Chenyan immediately pretended to be in great pain and casually took a few towels from the shelf next to him.

"Why would you need a towel?"

"I made all your towels dirty last night, don't I have to pay you back?"

Last night, while cleaning up the mess, Lu Chenyan used Wen Jia's towel. The thought of her belongings smelling of him made Wen Jia blush crimson with embarrassment.

Taking advantage of her moment of embarrassment and emptiness, Lu Chenyan rushed into the cleaning supplies area like a sweeper, grabbing tissues, wet wipes, toothbrushes, razors, aftershave... and stuffing the cart full of them.

When he went to pay, he saw the condoms on the counter, pointed directly at the shelf, and turned to ask the cashier:

Do you have the large size?

The cashier's face immediately turned as red as a monkey's bottom. She looked up and stopped scanning the barcode in her hand.

Yes, yes, there are.

She pointed to the shelf below.

Lu Chenyan swept his hand across the shelf, and the bottom shelf was emptied.

"Check, please!"

The commotion was so loud that all the customers in line behind turned to look.

The women were all staring at Lu Chenyan, their eyes sparkling, their faces filled with infatuation. The men frowned, glancing at their girlfriends and wives, and quickly covered their eyes or grabbed their necks to turn them towards them, preventing them from looking at Lu Chenyan any further.

The cashier's hands were trembling as she scanned the barcode while stealing glances at the screen, her face flushed red to the roots of her neck.

Wen Jia wished the ground would crack open so she could disappear into it.

She tugged at Lu Chenyan's sleeve and whispered, "Why buy so many? One box is enough."

"That's not enough. This is only enough for one month."

hiss!

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.

The women all wore envious expressions, pushing their husbands' hands away and craning their necks to get a better look at this impressively handsome man. Some even secretly took out their phones to take pictures, only to be pulled away by the men next to them to join another queue.

There were about twenty boxes in the trolley, with three in each box, enough for a month?

Anyone who has studied elementary school math can calculate it.

In an instant, everyone's expression changed.

Wen Jia wished she could just smash her head against a wall and die.

Why ask such a stupid question? Just pretend you don't know me and leave.

Lu Chenyan caught up with him, pushing a full shopping cart. "Why are you walking so fast? Are you hungry? I'll cook for you when we get home."

"Lu Chenyan, you did this on purpose."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wen Jia blushed with embarrassment and stomped her foot to stop.

Lu Chenyan slammed on the brakes and stopped in front of her, looking completely innocent. "What do you mean, intentionally?"

Staring at her face, which was as red as a monkey's bottom, he pretended to suddenly realize something, lowered his head, and whispered:

"Oh, that. What? You still prefer me not wearing it?"

Wen Jia, sweating profusely, was about to run away when Lu Chenyan grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, his eyes crinkling with laughter.

"Okay, you can choose not to wear it if you like. I'll do whatever you say."

hiss!

This is just impossible to talk about today.

She knew Lu Chenyan wasn't up to anything by inviting her to the supermarket. Buying slippers and cleaning supplies—and not even that many sets! Was he planning to establish a base there?

She felt both sweet and conflicted, and pretended to be angry.

"Take your things with you later."

"Sister~"

Lu Chenyan hugged her, acting coquettishly and foolishly.

"Are you really so heartless to leave me? I had planned to give you a full-body massage after cooking dinner tonight..."

As he spoke, he leaned close to Wen Jia's ear and whispered a few words. Wen Jia turned her head and punched him in the chest.

"Indecent."

"So, do you like it?" Lu Chenyan grabbed her fist, his eyes full of laughter.

"Ayan? This must be Ayan."

Before Wen Jia could answer, she was interrupted by a voice. She peeked out from Lu Chenyan's arms and saw a middle-aged woman in her forties carrying a light blue Hermes basket bag, wearing a Chanel suit, with exquisite makeup and gentle eyes, standing not far away watching them.

Behind the woman was a woman who looked like a nanny, pushing a shopping cart.

"Aunt Shen."

Lu Chenyan turned his head and saw the person. The smile on his face slowly disappeared, and he became cold and aloof, as if he had suddenly become a different person. For the first time, Wen Jia watched him change his expression like a Sichuan opera face, transforming from a lively and unruly young man into a calm and composed elite man.

"Ayan, it really is you! Auntie has never seen you like this before, I almost didn't recognize you. And who is this?"

The woman looked surprised, glanced at Lu Chenyan, and then turned to look at Wen Jia in his arms with a puzzled expression.

Wen Jia then realized that she was still being held in Lu Chenyan's arms. Their current posture was rather indecent, so she quickly straightened up and tried to get out of Lu Chenyan's arms.

But Lu Chenyan hugged her even tighter.

His voice was calm and steady, "Aunt Shen, this is Wen Jia, my girlfriend."

After saying that, he turned to Wen Jia and said, "Jiajia, this is Aunt Shen. She is the wife of Mr. Tang, the CEO of the Tang Group."

Mrs. Tang?

Isn't that Tang Ning's mother?

Wen Jia greeted her with a smile, "Hello, Aunt Shen."

Madam Tang sized Wen Jia up and down, her smile polite yet distant.

"Hello there."

Turning to Lu Chenyan, she said, "Ayan, I heard from Ningning that you've returned to China. Why didn't you come to visit? You and Ningning used to be such good friends, and you even spent five years together in England."

Lu Chenyan: "Work has been a bit busy."

Madam Tang looked embarrassed. Her expression changed as she glanced at the handcart in front of Lu Chenyan, and then her gaze shot like a knife into Wen Jia's face.

She noticed several boxes of condoms scattered on top of the two large bags on the shopping cart, which was particularly jarring.

Lu Chenyan pushed the cart with one hand and put his arm around Wen Jia with the other. "Aunt Shen, if there's nothing else, we'll be going now."

As soon as the two left, Mrs. Tang called her husband.

Guess who I ran into at the supermarket?

Tang Guoliang: "Who?"

Madam Tang: "Lu Chenyan."

Tang Guoliang was taken aback. "He's alone?"

Mrs. Tang shook her head. "No, there's also his girlfriend."

Tang Guoliang: "For the past month or so, he's been pursuing that girl so much that the whole circle in Haicheng is buzzing. I'm really curious what kind of girl she is that Lu Chenyan would do this for."

Mrs. Tang, remembering the dozens of boxes of condoms in her shopping bag, looked disgruntled.

"She's just an ordinary girl, not as pretty as our Ningning, but she's incredibly cunning. You didn't see it, but she was pulling and tugging at Ayan in public, acting all frivolous, and she managed to make Ayan feel like a completely different person."

Mrs. Tang complained a few times, then reminded her husband, "Don't mention this in front of Ningning. She's already having a rough time, and you don't want to upset her further."

"understood."