How could Ye Yang possibly care about such a small amount of money?
"Thatās not the reason," he said, "Using my card requires my signature."
"...So?" Song Jiaqi didnāt understand.
"..." Ye Yang rolled his eyes, "Forget it, hurry up, theyāre closing soon, letās go."
Well, thereās no choice.
Ye Yang didnāt bring his card when he went out, so he used the online payment system, which also required a signature.
Song Jiaqi didnāt understand what he meant until the receipt came out, and the cashier asked him to sign it. Only then did she suddenly realize.
So itās...
Indeed, when the cashier saw his signature, she got excited and pointed at him, "Youāreāā"
"Shhāā" Ye Yang gestured with his hand in front of his mouth.
Because there were others at the counters nearby, drawing attention wouldnāt be good.
"Keep it a secret, Iāll sign for you."
The cashier seemed enchanted, nodded, and looked thrilled with the signature.
Ye Yang was still very gentlemanly. After paying, he took the bag of items himself, and Song Jiaqi followed him like a little tail, running out: "Waitāā"
She swallowed the word just after saying it.
Better to keep a low profile.
A few seconds later, the cashier suddenly froze.
Wait...
Isnāt Ye Yangās girlfriend Luāer?
Who was that girl just now?
Wait, wait, wait... She seems to have said...
Her daughter???
(āoā) Oh???
...
"Song Jiaqi, I see you havenāt changed a bit, still so careless!"
After seven years without seeing each other, he thought time was truly magical, wondering if she had become a successful career woman. But unexpectedly...
Her clumsy nature hadnāt changed at all.
Song Jiaqi froze in place.
What... does that mean?
Could it be... he still remembers her?
Ye Yang opened the door, unaware of what he had said, glanced back at her: "Arenāt you coming in?"
"Oh oh..." Song Jiaqi dazedly entered the room and closed the door.
Her heart was beating like a little deer.
She always thought Ye Yang had forgotten about her, so she had been bold, even ignoring his existence. But just now... His words were too doubtful, he seemed to still remember her!
That means, he should also remember what happened seven years ago...
Then Xiaoxi...
Song Jiaqiās heart at this moment was very unsettled, even a bit nervous.
Probably... it was that feeling of guilt at work.
"Why are you just standing there?" Ye Yang turned and saw her dazing, "Go and prepare porridge for Xiaoxi."
"Oh... oh!" Song Jiaqi slapped her face a few times to perk herself up and took the bag from his hand, scurried into the kitchen.
Ye Yang looked puzzled.
What exactly is she doing?
Ye Yang walked to the kitchen door and asked, "Song Jiaqi, youāve been distracted since earlier, what are you thinking about?"
"Huh? No... nothing... I just thought... being seen together with you might not be good."
"Now you realize? Where were you earlier, even without bringing your wallet."
Song Jiaqi faced away from him, biting her lip, "Sorry, if any unfavorable rumor appears, Iāll clarify it."
"...You must be crazy."
He wasnāt talking about that!
Song Jiaqi didnāt try to guess the meaning behind his words, she turned and asked him with a smile, "Are you hungry, would you like to eat something too?"
"Noā" Before he could finish, his stomach growled, "..."
"..." Song Jiaqi paused, "Then Iāll make more."