Chapter 836

After a quick tidying up, I drove straight to the mall where Quinn and I had agreed to meet.

She was waiting at the entrance of the mall. When she saw me, she could not help but complain,

"You dillydally too much. Come a bit later and I'd have frozen into an ice sculpture."

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Why did she have to wait outside?

I helplessly sighed. "The road's too slippery. I couldn't drive too fast.”

She snorted coldly and said no more. She turned around and walked into the mall.

We took the elevator to the first basement floor to grab a cart.

Quinn crossed her arms and spoke in a commanding tone, "How can one cart be enough? Get

another."

"Okay," I helplessly responded.

When we entered the supermarket, she stopped acting like a noblewoman and more like a nagging

middle-aged woman. She was constantly comparing brands, complaining non-stop.

"Are you indecisive, Quinn?" I asked with a smile.

Quinn was stunned, then tossed both brands of goods into the cart. She said in disdain, "Only the

poor are indecisive.”

I was rendered speechless and followed behind her as she continued walking forward.

"Do you know how to make a wrap?" Quinn heartlessly complained, "Don't tell me you've been

buying frozen wraps every new year?"

I nodded forcefully. "I would either buy frozen ones or ready-made ones and add fresh ingredients

to them."

Quinn snorted. "You're unbelievable."

Was I supposed to get mad now?

When I saw Quinn grabbing a bag of flour and putting i t into the shopping cart, I had no way of

retorting anymore. She knew how and I did not, so I had definitely lost here.

After shopping at the supermarket, Quinn finished paying for the groceries and ordered the

supermarket’s delivery service to send them home.

Later, she brought me to a Japanese restaurant as a reward for shopping with her.

I gladly accepted the free meal.

When we had taken our seats, Quinn said, "This

Japanese restaurant is an authentic one. You should try it."

I nodded with a smile. "Since you say that it's good, then it should be really good."

My words had flattered Quinn, which put a smile on her face.

"There’s an authentic Japanese restaurant in Salt City too. I often dined there before I came to

Whaldorf City."

Her words carried a strong sense of nostalgia.

She left Salt City when she reached adulthood, and home existed only in her memory now.

This Japanese restaurant was not what she loved, but i t was the taste of home in her memories.

When I was upset as a kid, Mother would give me a piece of candy. I loved eating candy now not

because I liked it but because the sweetness reminded me of my beloved childhood.

Before the dishes were served, I planned to use the washroom. I got up, saying, "I'm going to the

washroom, Quinn."

"I'll go with you." Quinn stood up with me. "I need to wash my hands too."

When we walked out of the washroom, Quinn and I bumped into Cindy. Both of us had not met her

for a very long time.

She had two companions, both of whom were unfamiliar to us.

When she saw Quinn, she seemed exceedingly enthusiastic. "It's been a while, Quinn. You seem to

have lost weight."

Since the beginning, Quinn and she had never turned against each other. Hence, she said with a

smile, " You're always so sweet-mouthed. I've clearly gained weight recently.”

Cindy cast her eyes down and smiled slightly. "I'll go and visit you after some time."

Intimate and kind, a cordial atmosphere.

If I were not around, I believed there would not be a trace of awkwardness hanging in the air.

Seeing that someone was here to serve the dishes, Quinn held my hand and said, "The waiter is

serving the food. Let’s go back, Wandy."

Other than close friends or family, no one would call m e by the name 'Wandy'.

Meeting Cindy’s almost icy dark eyes, I let out a faint smile.

I could tell that she was jealous.

When we returned to our table, Quinn was already eager to dig in. "Try it. I think you'll like it."

I nodded and picked up my cutleries.

Cindy walked over, and Quinn said, "Do you want to join us, Ms. Reed? I ordered a lot. Join us if

you don't mind.” 'Ms. Reed.’ Such a polite yet distant way to address someone. It was enough to

keep a distance from someone.

The latter part of the sentence did make it sound like a sincere invitation, though it only sounded like

it.

Cindy fell silent for a moment and took a seat beside her. "It turns out that you like this Japanese

restaurant, Quinn. I like it too. We can come together again next time."

Quinn smiled and put down her cutleries. Her slender hand rested on the back of Cindy's hand,

patting it softly. "I'm honored that you're calling me Quinn, but we're not actually that close, so

maybe you should address me as Ms. Quinn next time."

Although she said it in a very gentle manner, it was more than enough to make Cindy's expression

grow distorted.

Her smile turned stiff. "Although Theowy and I aren't related, we're closer than relatives. You're his

cousin, s o you’re my cousin too."

Cindy dealt with the situation with commendable skills.

When had this woman, who only knew how to bring u p her late parents, mature?

Quinn did not insist and merely said with a faint smile on her face, "You’re right. Theo treats you as

his sister so you should treat me as your cousin too. As your cousin, I think I should be concerned

about your marriage choices. You're in your 30s now. Do you have a crush?"

There was always someone better than the other. It was clear from what she was saying that Cindy

and Theo merely shared a sibling relationship.

If Cindy said that she liked Theo, then that would be electral love.

The smile on Cindy’s face grew even stiffer. "I don't have a crush yet. Besides, I think it's pretty

good to be alone."

Half of those words were mostly to comfort herself.

Quinn nodded, sounding extra enthusiastic. "That won't do. A woman will eventually need to marry.

Whether you'll end up with a divorce or a happy married life, you’ll still need to get married.

Otherwise, your life will only end in regret."

After a pause, she continued, "Didn't you like Mr.

Nicols last time? I can see that he takes good care of you. He's a good guy. Don't you have plans to

marry him?"

Zedd?

At this point of the conversation, Cindy did not know what to say anymore and let out an awkward

laugh." You may have made a mistake, Quinn. Zedd and I are just friends.”

Quinn said in pity, "Oh, you're just friends.”