Just as Bi Xia said, Qin Zhan could have easily asked the manager to get someone to bring all the necessary items for him. But thinking about his girl's matters going through another man's hands, or even another woman's hands, made Qin Zhan feel uncomfortable.
So Qin Zhan came directly to the supermarket. Isn't it just to buy some sanitary pads? What's so hard about that? For the sake of his wife, pride is nothing.
But when he stood in front of the shelf and looked at the various types of 'little angels', Qin Zhan realized that it wasn't about pride, but about which ones to buy.
After a moment of silence, Qin Zhan took out his phone and made an international call.
"Hello? A Zhan?" A gentle and clear voice came from the other side of the phone, with a tinge of surprise, "What's the matter? Carole is already asleep."
Qin Zhan was stunned for a moment and suddenly sighed, "Sorry, Uncle Qiao, I forgot that it's already midnight over there."
