Su Xiyan insisted on going with Chen Shuo to buy groceries, and although Chen Shuo was extremely reluctant, he had no choice but to agree.
From another perspective, Su Xiyan was also very useful to Chen Shuo.
A mutually beneficial relationship depends on balance. As soon as one side loses balance, the relationship will fall apart.
Chen Shuo thought Su Xiyan was going to put on makeup, but she just casually tied up her luxurious hair and changed her clothes before heading out.
Su Xiyan's bare face side profile was very attractive, naturally beautiful without any decorations, pure and elegant.
More than ten minutes later, Su Xiyan and Chen Shuo arrived at the nearest supermarket.
By now, it was already noon, so there weren't too many people at the supermarket buying groceries.
Chen Shuo pushed the shopping cart, leading Su Xiyan to the fresh food area.
"What do you want to eat? Grab it yourself, don't complain later that you don't like what I cook!"
Su Xiyan's beautiful eyes swept over the neatly arranged variety of ingredients.
"Let's eat some light seafood! Shellfish and stuff is fine."
Seafood? Going all out!
After all, someone else is footing the bill.
When it comes to freeloading off someone else's dime, Chen Shuo was extremely proactive. He briskly walked over to the seafood counter.
This time, Chen Shuo was finally walking in front, with Su Xiyan following behind.
At the seafood counter in the supermarket, there were several rows of glass fish tanks with various kinds of fish swimming around inside.
Labels were affixed over each tank, indicating the type of fish and price.
Su Xiyan pointed at a Mandarinfish. "This one."
Chen Shuo asked auntie at the counter to prepare the Mandarinfish, then turned around and asked Su Xiyan, "I didn't expect you to like eating Mandarinfish!"
Su Xiyan slowly uttered, "This fish looked unpleasant."
Chen Shuo watched as auntie at the counter sliced open the Mandarinfish. He suddenly shuddered and immediately changed the subject. "We can't just eat one fish. What else do you want to eat? I can make pretty much anything you name."
Su Xiyan seemed to be in quite a good mood. She breezily said to Chen Shuo,
"You decide! My tastes are on the plain side."
Since Su Xiyan had come to help him cook, and it was her money, Chen Shuo pushed the cart straight towards the seafood section and bought some shellfish he wouldn't normally splurge on.
Such as hairy crabs, abyssal black scallops, Atlantic halibut, red lobster and so on.
He also grabbed some ingredients and side dishes before happily yelling for Su Xiyan to go pay.
When he turned around, Su Xiyan was gone.
Su Xiyan was far too eye-catching. Chen Shuo's gaze swept around the supermarket and immediately landed on Su Xiyan's silhouette.
Tall and slender, with long legs and a tiny waistline sculpted to perfection. The straight angle of her shoulders was also highly coveted among female celebrities.
Simply feasting one's eyes on her back view was an immense enjoyment.
Su Xiyan was standing in front of an open refrigerated display case, seemingly lost in thought.
Chen Shuo pushed the shopping cart over. "See anything else you want?"
Su Xiyan's slender fair hand grabbed a package of duck's blood and tossed it into the cart.
"You probably like eating this, right?"
Chen Shuo: "???"
Su Xiyan frowned. "Don't like it? Then different flavor."
Two seconds later, a package of congealed pig's blood was thrown into the cart.
Chen Shuo: "???"
Su Xiyan blinked her big eyes.
"Aren't you a vampire? Duck blood, pig blood and stuff, you should really like them, right?"
Chen Shuo looked at Su Xiyan as if she were mentally challenged.
"I'm very curious how you obtained your demon hunter qualifications?"
"Don't you have some misunderstandings about what kind of blood vampires like to drink??"
Having said that, Chen Shuo removed the duck blood and pig blood packages from the cart, looking mildly repulsed.
"I have no interest in these, don't like eating them."
Su Xiyan asked, "Then what do you like eating..."
Before Su Xiyan could finish, Chen Shuo directly retorted, "Like eating you."
After speaking, Chen Shuo even made a fierce grimace, pretending to bite Su Xiyan's neck.
Su Xiyan gave Chen Shuo a fierce glare. "Just you wait, I'll deal with you properly later!! Let you know the price for disrespecting me!!"
Chen Shuo looked at the cart full of ingredients and suddenly felt emboldened for no reason. "Without me, who's gonna cook for you??"
Su Xiyan's slender brows slanted downwards, clearly about to blow her top when she suddenly noticed two supermarket staff standing next to the refrigerated display case, though she had no idea when they got there.
Su Xiyan threw Chen Shuo an I'll-settle-this-later glare before striding towards the checkout in her high heels.
Chen Shuo hurriedly pushed the shopping cart and followed along behind.
Gazing at the retreating figures of Su Xiyan and Chen Shuo, the two staff by the refrigerated display case looked at them with admiration in their eyes, couldn't help lamenting,
"Youth is so wonderful!"
"Yes indeed! What a glorious age!"
"This young lady is so gorgeous! Wonder what she saw in that lad."
"Hey look at you, the lad's pretty handsome too!"
"But compared to the girl, there's still a gap. It's because she's just too beautiful!"
"You can't only look at appearances, have to examine what's inside too. Maybe the lad has some special talents?"
Hearing this, the other staff had a sudden realization. "Special talents? I get it now!"
The first staff was still clueless.
"Get what exactly?"
"Hmm hmm hmm?"
"......"
The white AMG sped very quickly. It wasn't rush hour in Su City around noon either.
Soon, Su Xiyan and Chen Shuo were already back at Haiyi Apartment.
Chen Shuo's hands were full of big and small bags, all kinds of ingredients. Some side dishes and seasonings were so heavy the shopping bags almost burst.
Meanwhile, Su Xiyan walked leisurely in front with empty hands, completely carefree.
While waiting for the elevator, they ran into two neighbors.
These two neighbors appeared to be a young couple.
The girl looked at Su Xiyan and Chen Shuo rather enviously, then disdainfully pinched her boyfriend.
"Look how considerate that girl's boyfriend is! Does all the hard labor while treating his girlfriend like a princess."
The girl's boyfriend was also very contemptuous. "First, check out that girl's figure, then check out yours! If you were that pretty with a body like hers, I'd dote on you too."
"How rude!!"
...
Back home, Su Xiyan casually crossed her long legs. The leg on top swayed gently, completely relaxed.
Chen Shuo was busy cooking up a storm in the kitchen.
The sounds of pots and pans clinking echoed a mundane life.
Su Xiyan was browsing messages from the Su City Demon Hunter Organization group. Nothing special, just who killed what vampire and earned how many points, or who got promoted to what level.
Su Xiyan's expression remained impassive, because not long ago, she had hunted an intermediate vampire herself and became a Gold Tier 1 Demon Hunter.
Su City was small with not that many demon hunters. Gold Tier ones were rare.
Having reached Gold tier, those Silver promotion notices naturally didn't catch Su Xiyan's eye.
Moreover, her ambitions had always run deeper. She was determined to become a Legendary Demon Hunter!
Chen Shuo's voice came from the kitchen, "Got time to help me out for a bit?"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
