Carl asked incredulously, "Jessica, do you have a lot of free? Are you crazy?"
"You're crazy!" Jessica rolled his eyes at him angrily and pushed the shopping cart to the cashier.
"It was my fault. I will go back today and arrange some activities and resources for you. I will give you
more resources, better than before, alright?"
Carl looked at Jessica with a complex expression, as if he was worried that she was crazy.
Jessica pursed his lips, feeling both angry and funny. "How do your manage Tip Top Media to get
where it is today? I buy vegetable to cook a meal. Do you think I took it back for a show?"
"Cook?" Carl was even more shocked, and reached out a hand to touch her forehead.
He touched Jessica's forehead, muttering to himself, "You are not having a fever."
Jessica sneered, "I am fine."
"You want to go home and cook. How can you be fine?"
No one knew more about her as a cook than Carl. She would burn the kitchen down when she was
cooking.
"As I get older, I have to learn new things." Jessica pushed the cart forward and said, "You don't
understand."
"Why don't I understand? I'm older than you. I also need to learn." After Carl finished speaking
seriously, he turned around and left.
Jessica looked back and found Carl was heading in the direction of the shopping cart.
Ten minutes later, Carl pushed the shopping cart with the same vegetables as Jessica had chosen. He
even raised his voice and called out to Jessica, who was walking in front of him, "Jessica, slow down.
Wait for me. We're heading the same direction. I'll give you a lift home."
Jessica turned around and looked at the things in his cart. She pursed her lips and walked away.
She and Carl were not living in the same direction. Carl's place and hers were in two opposite
directions.
She thought Carl had gotten over her and grown up, but she was wrong. Carl bought the same food
ingredients as her. How childish and boring he was!
Jessica walked on the road with two large shopping bags, and Carl quickly drove up.
He rolled down the window, "Jessica, let me drive you home. No charge, for real."
Jessica glanced forward and founded Carl was indeed heading towards her apartment.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going home."
"Do we live in the same neighborhood?" Jessica stopped and said mockingly.
"Yes." Carl curled his lips and smiled mischievously, "That's why I said we are heading the same
direction."
"When did you buy the apartment?" Jessica was stunned.
Carl was a playboy living in villas while Jessica in an apartment. No wonder Jessica was surprised.
Carl thought seriously, "I don't remember. The interior decoration had just finished. I have Kalyan on it."
He did buy an apartment in her neighborhood!
"You are living there? Have you gotten used to it?"
"It's alright. Although it's a little small, it's pretty close to Tip Top Media."
It seemed he could accept living in the same neighborhood as her.
It was his right to buy an apartment.
And at the supermarket, Carl clarified that he had put down his obsession with Jessica. They could be
friends, and just friends, even though they lived in the same neighborhood. It was none of Jessica's
business.
"Well, have a pleasant stay." Jessica said.
Jessica quickened her pace and walked ahead with the grocery in both hands.
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