Tang Anzhi was choosing some pork loin when she heard the voice and looked up at him, "Doctor Tang, you're also buying groceries?" She hadn't expected to run into him here.
"Hmm, living alone, I cook for health." Tang Rong adjusted his glasses on his small bridge nose and glanced at Tang Anzhi's shopping cart, which surprisingly contained a lot of vegetables.
"Oh, then you're busy." Tang Anzhi turned around without hesitation; she wasn't familiar with him and didn't have much to talk about.
Tang Rong watched her walk away and couldn't help but smile. She really was a model wife and mother!
"A-Rong, what are you looking at?" Wu Meijing came up beside Tang Rong and saw him staring intently at a woman, feeling instantly displeased.
Seeing her, the displeasure flashed across his eyes hidden behind his glasses, "Looking at nothing." He then walked off in another direction.
