Reborn as Tycoon's Wife in the Countryside
Chapter 337 - 326 Xiaofeng Feels Guilty (Part 3)

Chapter 337: 326 Xiaofeng Feels Guilty (Part 3)

Xiaofeng lay in bed, her hair already dried. Ye Cheng, having showered, climbed into bed and hugged her, "Sleep now, we need to wake up early tomorrow."

"I’m having trouble falling asleep." Xiaofeng snuggled closer to Ye Cheng, "Thinking about the opening tomorrow, I feel a bit nervous."

"Now you know nervousness. I thought you were fearless," Ye Cheng said with a laugh in his words.

"After all, it’s the first one, and it’s a new business model; I don’t know what kind of reaction there will be." Xiaofeng wasn’t really not worried.

Xiaojiang City isn’t a first-tier city, strictly speaking, not even second-tier. Opening a supermarket in such an undeveloped city leaves me somewhat uncertain.

She didn’t know what she would face.

"Don’t you think it’s a bit late to be nervous now?"

"Nervous as I might be, I’m still looking forward to it." Xiaofeng lifted her head, met Ye Cheng’s soft and handsome profile, and reached out to touch it, "Ye Cheng, how can you be so perfect? With the way you are, I’ll inevitably fall for you."

"Should I feel sad that I’ve already fallen, and you have not?" Ye Cheng’s eyes arched with a hint of playful aristocracy.

"Men and women are different," Xiaofeng looked into his eyes, the more she looked, the more he seemed like a person in a painting, good-looking and enduringly so.

"Indeed, they’re not quite the same," Ye Cheng nodded.

"Hey, don’t get me wrong. What I mean by different is that men might love someone temporarily; it’s not very long-lasting. Once a woman loves a man, it is bound to be long-lasting and deep."

That’s the difference between men and women.

Men may be passionate, but those who are devoted are few.

Women may seldom be passionate, but those who are devoted are many.

"Nonsense," Ye Cheng disagreed, "You’re overgeneralizing. I haven’t had the chance to prove my devotion yet; how could you know I can’t be both dedicated and passionate?"

"The way you talk about it so casually makes me seriously doubt it."

"What should I do to be more serious? Like some diehard romantics, should I take out my heart to prove it to you?" Ye Cheng said, supporting his chin with one hand, "If necessary, I wouldn’t mind trying."

"Smooth talker." Xiaofeng looked at him, raising a very serious topic, "I once read a novel where, hypothetically, I could die suddenly in an accident, and then possibly be reborn in someone else who has died. Although it’s just a novel, just the author’s fictional characters and events, I almost completely believe it; what do you think, is it possible?"

If she remembered correctly, in this era, novels about time travel weren’t prevalent, but once they took off, their popularity surged incredibly fast.

Because what is not lacking domestically is the ability to imitate.

Some things, once they become popular, really cannot be stopped.

She just didn’t have the potential to be a star, but if she did, she would definitely choose a few TV dramas that were going to be big hits in the next few years to act in.

Or write a few novels that were going to be very popular in the future for everyone to see whether it’s true or not.

Listening to her words, Ye Cheng’s lips slightly curved upwards.

He had to admit, sometimes he really didn’t know what she was thinking.

For instance, just now, she said she was nervous about the opening tomorrow and couldn’t sleep because of that.

Yet in a blink of an eye, she shifted the conversation to topics completely unrelated to the supermarket opening.

Life and death. Death and life.

In some ways, it was a serious topic.

Perhaps due to having just taken a bath, Xiaofeng’s face was a bit flushed, and her lips, moist from the steam and the temperature, looked particularly red and glossy.

Especially her skin, rosy, smooth, and elastic, like the skin of a newborn baby, looked so inviting one might want to take a bite.

Ye Cheng looked at her, his long lashes motionless, "Wife, why did you suddenly bring this up? This topic you mentioned, does it have any causal relation with our earlier conversation about passion and devotion?"

"Look at how scared you’re getting; I just wanted you to chat casually, and here you are thinking deeply and coming up with examples," Xiaofeng looked at his serious demeanor and couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

When he got serious, he was quite adorable, like a clueless teenager around eighteen or nineteen years old.

"You just asked so seriously, of course I had to answer seriously. What you’re talking about, another term for it could be ’Resuscitation.’ I think it’s possible. These past few years following Grandfather, I’ve stumbled upon quite a few unusual incidents. Like when someone clearly breathes their last, no breath left, their body may even be cold, but strangely, they just wake up naturally."

Xiaofeng’s heart skipped a beat. Right, Ye Cheng himself is a doctor.

Before she reincarnated into the original host’s body, the original must have already died. Had Ye Cheng noticed that she had died, and then suddenly woke up?

Thinking this, Xiaofeng didn’t have the courage to ask.

If Ye Cheng said yes, when I was taking your pulse, you clearly had no signs of life or breath, and I was about to declare you dead, you suddenly woke up on your own.

"I was just casually mentioning it, and you really started telling me all this; it scares me." Xiaofeng didn’t want to talk about this topic anymore—she felt guilty.

After all, in ancient times, such an event would be considered demonic possession, warranting a sentence to climb the mountain of knives or descend into the frying pan, possibly even being cast into the eighteen levels of hell. Just the thought of it was terrifying.

"I thought you wanted to talk about supernatural stories, but you got scared as soon as you started," Ye Cheng said as he watched her shrink into the blanket, and he shrank in as well.

"Be gentle, the baby is over seven months now."

"I’ll be careful this time, next time I won’t even dare to be gentle." By the next visit, Xiaofeng would be almost due, and avoiding vigorous activity was best.

Xiaofeng glared at him; this man was becoming more and more annoying.

Just after five, Ye Cheng and Xiaofeng got up.

By the time they arrived, Xiaocui had already bought breakfast for everyone, and after eating, they could start work.

The auspicious time was set for 6:58 because some people would head to the market to buy groceries early in the morning, and stopping by the supermarket beforehand might just find something to their liking.

There were special offers, prizes, and performances.

In Ershun’s words, this wasn’t just a grand opening, it felt like a TV show being filmed—grand and lively.

With plenty of publicity done beforehand, those who were curious gathered outside the venue. Looking over, it was a sea of people.

"Come by, pass by, take a look, our Baijiale Supermarket is officially open for business today. Don’t worry if you’re unfamiliar with supermarkets, just go inside and have a look. Don’t worry if you don’t know how to shop, just take a peek inside and our staff will teach you how to choose products."

Ye Cheng looked at Zhang Keke calling out energetically above and then at Xiaofeng, "You are turning them into all-around talents, aiming for a future in hosting."

"Of course." Xiaofeng looked at the crowd at the entrance, in a good mood, "But for the issue of theft, I’ll have to rely on you."

"Seems like I’ve taken the hardest task."

"Should I go?" Xiaofeng raised an eyebrow.

"Better you hold the fort here." Ye Cheng was obviously just saying it casually, "Don’t worry, I’ve got this covered."

When the auspicious moment arrived, the firecrackers went off.

The supermarket doors opened wide, and people surged in like the tide, with security arranged at the entrance to maintain order. It looked well-managed.

"Hey, attendant, how do I buy this thing?" Once inside the supermarket, with a dizzying array of products, some people were somewhat confused about how to proceed.

"All our products have their prices displayed; you can see the price when you pick up an item. If you wish to buy it, just place it in your shopping basket and then proceed to the front checkout desk to pay," explained the nearby attendant patiently.

As this was the first self-service store, Xiaofeng had all employees trained before starting their jobs to prevent chaos during shopping.

One could say, although it was the first day these employees faced so many customers, they were not panicked or disorganized because they had gained some prior knowledge.

"Shopping like this is really unusual."

"Exactly, previously when shopping, you could only stare from afar, asking the clerk to fetch what you wanted; you couldn’t pick it yourself like here, taking whichever you fancy."

"Times are progressing, and so is the way people shop," remarked someone.

"Exactly, this place looks so comfortable, and being able to select and pay for items on your own means you don’t have to worry about the sales clerks being picky."

The most important thing about coming here was not to rely on the sales clerks’ whims.

"This item looks good; maybe I’ll buy some."

"This seems cheaper than outside; I can buy more."

Though some had come just to look around, their baskets ended up quite filled with items like shampoo, toothpaste, toothbrushes, towels, and face bowls.

At the entrance, there was a ticket checker, and those who bought items simply showed their shopping receipts to leave.

All in all, despite the crowd, the order was not disrupted.

Gao Fangzhou and Lele sat on one side, surrounded by prizes. Anyone who spent a certain amount could try their luck with them.

The chances of winning a prize were one hundred percent.

Xiaofeng sat beside them, idly passing out prizes to everyone, looking quite relaxed.

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