Chapter 92 We Are Getting Married (Part One)
Chapter 92 We Are Getting Married (Part One)
Although Claire was very filial to her grandma, she would buy a lot of things every time she went to see
her. But she didn't expect that what Chason said, "buy something and have a look", to be such a crazy
move. From delicious food to clothes, from daily necessities to health care products, he took her to buy
a lot of things in the International Trade Building.
Finally, Claire couldn't help asking, "how much do you want to buy, Chason?"
"It's my first time to visit your grandmother as your husband. Shouldn't I take something more?" He
smiled and continued to put a box of milk into the shopping cart. "Claire, do you think we look like a
young couple who are going to get married and meet parents?"
Hearing what he said, she felt a little sad. At that time when she married Chason, she didn't even have
a relative or friend to attend her wedding, let alone to meet her parents.
After all, their previous wedding had nothing to do with love. It was just a show.
Noticing that Claire was a little unhappy, he hurriedly said, "Claire, I know I owe you, but from now on, I
will make up for it."
"Count your fingers. I don't think you can make it up for the rest of your life." Claire winked slyly.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "then I'll make it up in my next life. In your next life, you are not
allowed to fall in love with others before you meet me. "
"That's hard to say. Maybe there will be a handsome man in my next life. I won't wait for you." Claire NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.
pretended not to care.
Chason was a little annoyed. He threw the shopping cart aside and lifted her up, "will you wait for me?"
"Stop it! There are so many people here! " This man really didn't care about the occasion. If a reporter
saw it and took a picture to post it online, they might have a chance to be on the hot search again.
Chason didn't care whether there was anyone or not. No matter how crowded the place was, she was
the only person in his eyes. "So you said you wouldn't wait?" He looked at her with a snicker.
Claire knew that she couldn't change his mind, so she said, "Okay, okay, I'll wait for you." Chason put
her down and curled his lips, "then you must show up early in your next life. I don't want to wait too
long."
The two of them walked towards the underground parking lot with a lot of things in their hands. These
topics sounded a little boring, but Claire felt extremely warm in her heart.
At the thought that they could be together for so long in their lives, that there was still a long time for
them to do a lot of things in their lives, and that they could have countless opportunities to make up for
the misunderstandings and injuries they had just known each other in their lives, she felt that nothing
mattered in her next life.
What mattered was that this life, this moment, he was there for her.
As usual, Chason fastened the seat belt for her. "Claire, I have checked the navigation. It will take more
than an hour from here to grandma's home. Maybe you can have a rest."
Grandma lived in the residential area in the east of the city, which was the most remote place in S City.
It was a little far from the downtown. She shook her head and said, "it's okay. I... I just want to look at
you. " She stuck out her tongue and felt a little shy.
A hint of complacency flashed through Chason's eyes. He touched Claire's head and said, "okay."
The car started. Looking at the scenery outside the window, Claire could not help but sigh in her heart.
She had been to grandma's home many times over the years. She went there alone when she was a
student, and she took Lucas there once when she fell in love with him. She remembered that her
grandmother was so happy that she bought a lot of food for them to eat. It could be seen that her
grandma liked Lucas very much, but after he went there last time, when Claire invited him to see his
grandma again, he said nothing.
At that time, she seemed to believe every word that Lucas said. Every time he was unwilling to come,
he could always find an excuse to prevaricate her. She believed everything he said, such as being
busy, such as coming next time...
Perhaps it was just as she thought he loved her at that time. Most of the time, it was her excuses for
him to be deceived by this so-called lie.
"What are you thinking about?" Chason chuckled as he saw Claire staring out of the window. The car
player was playing a song of Jay Chou, "the swing in childhood has been playing with memory till
now... ."
Claire shook her head and said, "I like this song very much. Well, you also listen to Jay Chou's song?"
"Don't listen too much. Occasionally. What's wrong? " Chason turned down the volume and found that
he really had changed a lot. In the past, he didn't want to talk to anyone when driving, but now Claire
was beside him, he didn't know why he had so much to talk to her.
She smiled as if she had returned to her youth. At that time, Jay Chou's songs were playing in the
streets and alleys, and like many girls, she tried to listen to his songs and copy his lyrics. Maybe she
really didn't know what love was in her youth, but little girls always had a kind of youthful sadness. But
it was also after all these years that she first understood what love was. Maybe true love was not as
sweet as the lyrics said, much less as torturing as the lyrics make it out to be.
She just wanted to be with a man who liked her and treated her well all her life. "I'm just thinking that if
you are several years older than me, Jay Chou wasn't popular at that time, you wouldn't have listened
to him, would you?"
"Claire!" He was a little unconvinced. "I'm not that old."
She chuckled but didn't respond.
Chason said indifferently, "in the Jiang family, we were not allowed to listen to popular songs at that
time." He paused and smiled bitterly, "Claire, you don't know how strict the family education is as the
heir of the Jiang family." Ever since he was chosen as the successor to the Jiang family at the age of
thirteen, Jarred had made the strictest training plan for him. He was not only restricted for music, but
also for food, clothing, transportation, sports and entertainment.