Chapter 380: Chapter 377 Friends’ Circle Update
The words "whatever" almost slipped out of He Qianhui’s mouth subconsciously, without any actual thought behind them.
It wasn’t until she heard the door closing that He Qianhui realized the seriousness of the situation.
Normally, when he went out to buy something, he would always make excuses not to go.
But this time, he had actually offered to go buy cucumbers himself, which truly surprised her.
As for the cucumbers, they were definitely not for eating.
To prevent things from developing in an inappropriate direction, He Qianhui was also desperately trying to salvage the situation.
She quickly sent Zhang Hao a message, telling him to pick up some other things too, and sent it off.
Zhang Hao did not reply right away, probably because he was walking and didn’t have time to check his phone.
But soon enough, Zhang Hao sent over a video of him picking cucumbers, which He Qianhui watched with relish.
She sent him another voice message in response.
Zhang Hao, who was in the supermarket, listened to the voice message and smiled knowingly.
He put a few fresh-looking cucumbers into a bag and did not forget to buy some other vegetables to take home.
These items would be bought either by him or by He Qianhui.
The two of them, referring to each other as husband and wife, it didn’t matter who did the shopping.
He also bought some other items according to what He Qianhui had later added on.
Before leaving, he noticed some things on the shelf next to the cashier.
Immediately, he sent a message to He Qianhui, asking how much of those things they still had at home?
He Qianhui, who was carefully watching the stove in the kitchen, immediately put down what she was doing.
She turned and went to the bedroom, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and checked the contents.
There was one unopened box left, and two left inside the opened one.
Considering the frequency with which Zhang Hao used them, those few would definitely not be enough for him.
Since he asked, why not buy some more?
It was not easy going out once, and it did not seem quite appropriate to make a second trip just for that.
He Qianhui told Zhang Hao the quantity they had at home, whether to buy more was up to him to decide, since he would be the one using them anyway.
Cucumbers weren’t on today’s menu, so even if Zhang Hao bought them, they would end up in the fridge.
However, shamelessly, Zhang Hao held a cucumber up in front of He Qianhui, flaunting its presence.
"The cucumbers are pretty fresh today, have a taste," he said.
Having learned from her previous experience, this time He Qianhui ignored him completely.
She just focused on cooking, saw that the heat was about right, then turned off the stove and let the pot’s residual heat continue to cook the food.
"You’ll be a father in a few years, how can you still act like an immature child? Aren’t you afraid of being laughed at if this gets out?" she said.
"I am immature, especially in front of you, I am indeed two years younger than you, otherwise..." he replied.
"Otherwise what? You’re already starting to complain that I’m old before anything has even happened," she retorted.
"Not at all, not at all, I don’t dare to complain about you being old," he reassured.
Seeing how slick Zhang Hao was being, He Qianhui didn’t bother to delve deeper into it.
"Alright, stop looking, let’s eat," He Qianhui said.
Zhang Hao took the remaining half cucumber and put it in a bowl.
But when He Qianhui came to the fridge to grab a bottle of drink,
she discovered that Zhang Hao had also brought back fresh corn.
Just seeing the corn reminded He Qianhui of the first time the two of them met.
"Why did you buy corn as well?" He Qianhui deliberately tried to appear very calm.
"I see the corn is pretty fresh, how about we boil it for breakfast tomorrow? I remember it’s your favorite,"
Ever since that embarrassing incident, He Qianhui just couldn’t bring herself to like corn anymore.
In other words, whenever she saw corn, she would think of everything that happened that day.
Not to mention, everything Zhang Hao did and said afterwards seemed to deepen the impression of that day.
"Can you please stop bringing up corn in front of me? If you mention it again, I’m going to decide to kick you out of this house."
Hearing He Qianhui say this, Zhang Hao suddenly became nervous.
"That won’t do, if I leave, you’d be scared living here alone. I am your knight in shining armor, after all, I have to protect your safety,"
Hearing Zhang Hao spout all this nonsense in front of her, He Qianhui couldn’t be bothered to respond and just let him be.
Having a man by her side was always better than none.
"You’re not taking what the neighbor said earlier to heart, are you?" He Qianhui suddenly blurted out in the middle of the meal.
Zhang Hao was caught off guard: "What did she say?"
"About how the person who lived there before was a short, dark man, and now that I’m with you and still living there, does that make you uncomfortable?"
Zhang Hao hadn’t given it a thought and He Qianhui was thinking so much about it, he reassured her immediately.
"Do you really think I care about such things? Doesn’t my behavior today signify,"
"a statement in some sense? Or do you think I haven’t done enough today and should keep up the good work?"
Whether it was enough or not, He Qianhui really couldn’t judge in the moment.
But at the very least, she felt comforted and delighted by his actions.
"I know what you’re thinking, but I hope you’ll tell me, that’ll make me happy,"
Zhang Hao knew all this, which is why he was willing to be so clear and direct in front of He Qianhui.
"So you’re happy now? Since you’re happy, eat properly and stop thinking about those useless things,"
The meal was prepared by He Qianhui, and when it came to washing the dishes, Zhang Hao took on his responsibility.
As he was washing the dishes, He Qianhui, bored alone in the living room, was somehow drawn to the kitchen too.
Seeing such a handsome man doing the dishes, He Qianhui couldn’t help but envy herself.
"What stroke of luck must I have had to meet you and get you to willingly wash the dishes here?"
"What if I took a picture now and posted a status update, how many comments do you think I’d get?"
He Qianhui had meant this as a joke, but to her surprise, Zhang Hao struck a pose quite cooperatively.
With a pair of pink dishwashing gloves still on his hands and a smile on his face,
He looked every bit the strong man with his shirt off, now playfully dolled up.
Seizing the opportunity, He Qianhui took out her phone and snapped a photo, then leaned against the counter and posted it on her Moments.
As soon as she had sent it out, naturally, there were no likes or comments yet.
But a few minutes later, He Qianhui was amused to find a few likes and comments already.
She looked through them one by one, laughing uncontrollably.
Seeing her laughing so exaggeratedly, Zhang Hao couldn’t help but ask.
"What did you see this time?"
"What do you think your colleagues would think if I posted this photo in your Moments?"
"Hmm... they’d probably praise me for being a good man, I guess."
He Qianhui really wanted to give it a try, so she randomly sent the photo to Zhang Hao’s phone.
Then she went back to the living room, picked up Zhang Hao’s phone, managed to unlock it, and downloaded the picture.
She posted a status update in his Moments, and from the tone of the caption, anyone could tell it wasn’t Zhang Hao himself who wrote it.
