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Chapter 258 - 258: You’re a Young Master Who Doesn’t TouchChapter 258: You’re a Young Master Who Doesn’t Touch
Spring Water
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Evening.
Seven o’clock.
The black luxury car slowly drove to the entrance of the Gong residence.
Suddenly, Gong Mingye said, “Stop the car.”
“Yes, President.”
Gu Heng stopped the car.
The car was extremely quiet. The two of them sat silently.
Gong Mingye glanced at the Gong residence in the dark.
It was majestic and magnificent.
However, it didn’t have any appeal to him. It only felt desolate and cold.
Heh…
It was the most hated festival of the year again.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSuddenly, his phone rang, breaking the silence in the car.
Gong Mingye absentmindedly took out his phone.
Seeing the caller ID flashing on the screen, he couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows and answer the call.
On the other side, Gu Wan’an said, “Gong Mingye, where are you?”
“What’s wrong?”
“Butler Tang and the servants are on holiday. Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve. I want to go to the supermarket to buy something. Can you go with me?”
“If you need anything, I’ll get Gu Heng to buy it.”
“It’s embarrassing to let a man buy something more private. Are you going or not?”
Gong Mingye furrowed his brows.
However, he had never been to a supermarket before…
Not getting a response, Gu Wan’an urged again, “Don’t waste time. Hurry up and answer me. It’ll be late soon. The supermarket will be closed!”
Gong Mingye couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows.
This little girl was still young, but she had quite a temper.
“I’m outside the main gate of the Gong residence,” he said lightly.
“Really? Wait for five minutes, I’ll be there soon.”
“Alright.”
A moment later, Gu Wan’an carried her backpack and rushed out of the Gong residence.
Seeing this, Gu Heng quickly got out of the car and opened the door.
She panted and sat in the backseat.
“President, where are you going?” Gu Heng asked respectfully.
Gong Mingye turned to look at Gu Wan’an.
“The biggest supermarket in the city center.”
Gu Heng keyed in the address on the GPS and started the car.
An hour and a half later.
The car drove into the parking lot of the supermarket.
“Wait, let’s gear up first.”
Gong Mingye raised his eyebrows in surprise.
The next second, Gu Wan’an opened her backpack and poured out the things inside.
Hats, sunglasses, masks, everything.
Gu Wan’an wore her hat and complained in her heart. This was the bad thing about being a celebrity. Every time she went out, she was like a spy.
Gong Mingye moved very quickly.
In a few seconds, he put on his hat, mask, and sunglasses.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThen, Gu Wan’an pushed the wheelchair into the supermarket.
As New Year’s Eve approached, there were many people in the supermarket. They came and went, and it was even a little crowded. They were all buying New Year’s goods.
In the supermarket, as usual, “Congratulations” was playing.
Everywhere it was full of New Year’s flavor.
It was Gong Mingye’s first time at a supermarket, and he felt that it was very… crowded.
However, it didn’t irritate him.
Gu Wan’an casually picked up the blue shopping basket and threw it into Gong Mingye’s arms. “Take it.”
Gong Mingye;”…”
“How many couplets do you want?”
Gong Mingye was puzzled.” Huh?”
“Forget it. You’re a young master whose ten fingers don’t touch spring water. You definitely don’t understand.”
Gong Mingye felt a strong wave of dislike.
Gu Wan’an muttered to herself, “No matter what, a big family, there must be at least ten couplets.”
Then, she picked ten couplets and threw them into the shopping basket.
Next, she picked a large pile of candies, melon seeds, peanuts, dried fruits, and a whole bunch of other things.
Gong Mingye didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
For some reason, he felt like an emotionless basket-carrying machine.
Glancing at the shopping basket, Gu Wan’an rubbed her chin. She had almost bought everything, so she could change the battlefield.
Hence, it was time to head towards the vegetable section.
“Ten Fingers Don’t Touch the Spring Water” is a metaphor fora person whose family is so well off that he or she does not have to wash his or her own clothes or do household chores. It usually refers to people who are pampered and well-bred, and mostly refers to women from wealthy families..#
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