Chapter 7: The Shame Only Grows

At this moment, Shu Qian almost cursed out loud.

What on earth had she done to deserve this!

This mission just wouldn’t end!

If this kept triggering, would the system one day make her sleep with Song Xun just because she glanced at his abs?

Classmate Erbaiwuwuxue smiled slightly: [Maybe it’s not impossible. I advise you not to have such risky thoughts, because it really might trigger~]

Shu Qian felt like fainting.

Surrounded by people and dangerous cameras everywhere, all those pairs of eyes could kill her with a glance.

How on earth was she supposed to pick up a box of condoms right in front of Song Xun and let the cashier scan the QR code?

Classmate Erbaiwuwuxue comforted her: [It’s okay. You already touched his waist in public. Buying a box of condoms is nothing. It’s not like you’re about to sleep with Song Xun right now. This mission is way easier.]

Shu Qian: Easier my foot!

Touching waists could be “accidental,” but buying condoms accidentally? Was she blind?

Even if it was unintentional, Shu Qian was already imagining her own trending hashtags.

#FemaleCelebrityCaughtBuyingCondomsLive#

#ShuQianAndSongXunRoommatesButBuyingCondoms#

Since she already had more haters than fans, if people found out she bought this box, they’d definitely think she had ill intentions toward Song Xun.

Now, three problems stood in front of her:

First, should she buy openly with a careless attitude, or sneakily hide it? If she chose the first, she’d be mocked. If the second, better not get caught—if caught, it’s totally over. Classic guilty conscience.

Second, how to hide it after buying? The bag was transparent. Once outside, cameras captured everything 360 degrees with no blind spots. She really didn’t know where to hide it.

Third, how to face Song Xun?

He was standing right in front of her. Unless he was blind, he would definitely see what she did.

Imagine if they were actually living together and filming this show: if he bought such a thing in front of her, Shu Qian wouldn’t think twice—she could be sure he had some interest in her.

If she went all out, she’d be clearly showing her impure thoughts in front of Song Xun.

Shu Qian didn’t have much time to think. The cart moved forward—they were up to checkout.

People lined up behind them, and the cameras couldn’t catch the blind spot by the shelves.

Shu Qian’s slender white fingers moved, picking a box casually, clutching it in her palm.

Song Xun was already putting half the items on the checkout counter.

She quickly slipped the box into a gap between snacks.

She kept a calm face, not looking at Song Xun’s reaction.

The cashier scanned the code very quickly, and Shu Qian watched as she finished scanning and put the box into the bag in a second.

She guessed the camera was too far away; unless someone watched in slow motion with a magnifier, ninety percent of viewers wouldn’t see clearly. Her heart relaxed a bit.

But the cashier looked up, smiled widely, and said, “You two really look like a lovely couple. Your future babies will definitely be good-looking.”

Heat rose to Shu Qian’s ears.

She had been silent through all the scanning, but right after scanning contraceptives, the cashier suddenly said that—it was…

Song Xun’s voice slid past her ear, clear and smiling, “Thank you for your kind words.”

Shu Qian: “!”

What nonsense was he saying? The microphone wasn’t even off!

[Song Xun, what’s wrong with you? Not denying it?!]

[Just gentlemanly behavior. After all, they really do look like a couple shopping together.]

Classmate Erbaiwuwuxue leisurely said: [See? It’s not that hard. Mission accomplished easily.]

Shu Qian: Hah.

Easy?

She didn’t believe Song Xun hadn’t seen.

She now had to think about how to get the box out of the bag, not even daring to imagine what Song Xun’s mood was.

Song Xun carried two big bags out of the supermarket.

He rolled up his sleeves slightly, exposing a section of fair forearm. Because of the effort carrying the bags, veins stood out clearly, and his knuckles were handsome.

The Bodhi prayer beads on his wrist seemed to suppress the faint tension.

“I’ll take one bag,” Shu Qian offered.

Song Xun avoided it, “No need, it’s not heavy.”

It was only a few steps, so Shu Qian gave up.

In front of the motorcycle, Shu Qian put her hand into one of the shopping bags, “I want a piece of milk candy.”

She remembered the small box was in the same bag as the candy and snacks.

Song Xun placed the shopping bag on the motorcycle, letting her look.

Shu Qian searched carefully twice but didn’t see the box.

Maybe it was in the other bag?

She absentmindedly popped a piece of milk candy into her mouth and gave one to Song Xun.

He took it, his voice muffled with the candy in his mouth, “Still need to look for something else?”

The camera was already zooming in on their shopping bags.

Shu Qian shook her head immediately, “Let’s go.”

Song Xun put on his helmet, loosened his fingers, and lazily said, “It’s too small.”

Shu Qian’s mind was still on the small box in the shopping bag, so she didn’t think much.

When she got on the bike and started the engine, she heard Song Xun’s voice clearly behind her, word by word:

“Useless.”

The tense string in Shu Qian’s brain snapped, and she drove relying on instincts.

Too small? If he meant the helmet, it was properly worn.

Putting it together meant: “Too small, useless.”

Plus, she clearly remembered putting the box in the bag but hadn’t found it.

Her cheeks burned under the helmet.

So Song Xun had not only seen it but secretly hid it.

Even when she didn’t notice, he was paying attention.

… Useless.

But she really didn’t intend to use it!

Song Xun’s thoughts right now were probably: Hah, woman, talking about a nominal marriage and no interference, yet coveting my body, sitting on my lap, touching my waist, and preparing condoms in advance.

Just imagining it made Shu Qian unable to breathe.

She’d never been so socially mortified in her life!

Now she was utterly ruined in front of Song Xun, no way to clear her name.

Classmate Erbaiwuwuxue symbolically comforted: [You’re not innocent either. You’re trying to win him over with love! More shameful things will come. No matter how much you explain, the next time it’ll be worse. Don’t bother—trying to cover it up only makes it worse.]

Shameful things, only, will, increase.

If she weren’t driving now, Shu Qian really wanted to pinch herself hard.

She was suffocating.

Shu Qian: [Could you please explain, what kind of more shameful things?]

Erbaiwuwuxue: [It’s something that only you can understand but can’t explain, like a little tomato can’t get past. You know~ But don’t worry, our system knows the rules, it’s gradual! It won’t just blow things up at once.]

Shu Qian: I thank the system ancestors for thirty thousand generations!

Is this still not big enough?!