During dinner, several friends called, and a group of people gathered at a table, creating a lively atmosphere.
However, his mind was filled with Zhan Jingge. No matter how lively it was or how busy his hands were, he couldn't forget her. The feeling was unbearable.
He wished Zhan Jingge would get jealous, would call to check on him like other people's fiancées or girlfriends.
But he couldn't wait. Zhan Jingge looked down on him. Even if he died outside, she wouldn't actively look for him.
Just as he was feeling agitated and about to vomit, Zhan Jingge suddenly sent him a WeChat message, and it was a voice message!
Shang Jincheng practically sprinted out of the bar.
But what she said chilled him to the bone. Sitting in the taxi, he listened to it again and again, his heart aching as if it were about to shatter.
She still wanted a divorce, insisted on a divorce. Shang Jincheng was desperate.
She looked down on him, and no matter what he did, he couldn't keep her. It seemed they could only end up like this.
Although he was prepared to be scolded and insulted by her, he couldn't help but indulge in wishful thinking when he faced her.
"I'm serious. I'm begging you, just let me in to stay for a while."
He was so tall, and he repeatedly said such humble words. Ge'er, who originally hated him deeply, softened after a few rounds.
She let him in. After the door closed, Shang Jincheng leaned against it and sat on the floor, holding his head and shaking it stubbornly.
"I'm not divorcing you. I don't want to divorce you. Ge'er, please, give me a chance. Let's try, okay?"
"I'll be good to you. Please, at least try before you consider divorce."
"I'll listen to you, I'll listen to everything you say. Just give me a chance. I don't want a divorce, I really don't want a divorce."
Although Ge'er didn't understand why he was so insistent on not divorcing, seeing him like this and hearing such direct pleas, it was hard not to be moved.
Finally, she helped him up from the floor and onto the sofa, then made him a cup of honey water.
"Don't talk for now. Get up and drink this water to sober up."
"You're so young, and you only know how to drink all day. Aren't you afraid of getting alcoholic liver?"
Shang Jincheng was groggy and couldn't hold the cup, so Ge'er had to feed him.
After drinking a couple of mouthfuls in a daze, he grabbed her hand and wouldn't let go.
"I'm hurting. Only drinking makes me feel a little better. If you don't like it, I won't drink anymore, not a drop. I'll listen to you. I'll listen to everything you say."
Ge'er had been noticing his handsome hands for several days, and now her own hand was in his.
How to put it, she suddenly felt the feeling of falling in love.
Her heart pounded fiercely, as if Shang Jincheng had suddenly become less annoying and less useless.
Ge'er knew this was a bad sign. She and Shang Jincheng were developing too quickly. However, when Shang Jincheng finally fell asleep, she squatted by the sofa, looking at his superior features and handsome eyes, and finally compromised.
She had to marry someone in this life. With her own overbearing personality, she might not meet anyone particularly good.
If Shang Jincheng was willing to listen to her about everything, given his looks, figure, and family background, it wasn't impossible for them to try.
After all, they already had the marriage certificate. She would give him a chance.
Thinking this way, her heart felt sweet, and Ge'er slept very comfortably that night.
When she woke up the next morning, Shang Jincheng was still asleep. Seeing that his lips were very dry, she, for the first time, wanted to go out and buy breakfast to take care of him.
Unexpectedly, as she was taking the elevator down just one floor, a familiar figure appeared outside the door.
Looking up, it was Qin Shen, the food blogger who had desperately asked for her WeChat yesterday.
Their apartments were one per floor, so Qin Shen was his downstairs neighbor.
Seeing her, Qin Shen became noticeably more excited and quickly stepped inside.
"It's you. I really ran into you. Do you remember what you said last night? Quick, add my WeChat."
Ge'er certainly remembered what she had said. And seeing him in the daylight, he was really sunny and handsome, more pleasing to the eye than at night.
If she observed him further, his character seemed good, and perhaps she could introduce him to Tiantian.
Tiantian had a similar view on love as she did, both feeling a bit down and believing they wouldn't meet anyone particularly suitable.
Helping her solve her marriage issues would also be a good thing.
Ge'er added him on WeChat and asked where he was going.
"I'm preparing to shoot a new series of food videos. I bought a lot of things recently, and I'm going down to get them now. What about you?"
Reminded by him, Ge'er remembered that her own express packages had also piled up for many days.
"I'm going to buy breakfast. And I'll pick up my packages on the way back."
"Buying breakfast? You buy it to eat every day?"
"What else? Do I look like someone who can cook?"
But usually, she would go to the company and be arranged by her assistant. This was the first time she was being so considerate and going to buy it herself. She needed to check her phone to see where there were suitable breakfast shops.
Seeing her like this, Qin Shen enthusiastically said.
"Don't buy it. I don't have many hobbies, I just like cooking. My home is never short of food. Wait for me, and then come to my place to eat."
"Brother, we're not familiar with each other yet. Aren't you afraid of inviting me to your home like this?"
She deliberately spoke in a tone that implied he was a bad person, and Qin Shen laughed.
"If you're not afraid, why should I be?"
That's right. Ge'er always forgot that she was a woman.
After all, it was a man and a woman alone. She should be afraid.
"Alright, considering you're a food blogger and your cooking is exquisite, I'll do you the honor of trying it. Let's go get the packages first."
Since she had just moved in, Ge'er wanted to assemble many of the furnishings herself, so she had chosen many items online.
They were all large, piled up into a small mountain.
Hearing that the pile was all hers, she planned to borrow a small cart from the property management to move them back.
How could Qin Shen let her do the work?
"With a man here, you don't need to do this kind of work. Wait here, I'll get it."
Soon, he borrowed a small cart and loaded some of the boxes onto it. Ge'er walked beside him, and they chatted as they walked.
When they reached Qin Shen's floor, Ge'er suggested going to his place first.
"I'm really curious about your cooking. I'll come back after eating."
Qin Shen's home was impeccably clean and tidy.
In Ge'er's traditional impression, men were usually messy, but his home was clean, spacious, and simple, spotless. Moreover, it was decorated with many stylish small ornaments, giving it a very artistic feel.
It was simply perfect for a woman's taste.
"Looking at your home's decor, no one would believe you don't have a girlfriend. Aren't you a secret player?"
Qin Shen smiled, "Most of the people who watch my videos are female netizens. I deliberately decorate it this way to cater to their tastes. If you judge me as a player based on this alone, I'll be very sad."
They went to his kitchen, or more accurately, his studio.
It occupied half of the room, densely packed with all sorts of beautiful food items.
From pastries to steamed buns, to wontons, to congee, to low-fat cakes, they had every kind of delicacy you could imagine, like a supermarket.