Jane Sampson breathed a sigh of relief. She was genuinely afraid that if she hadn’t appeased Jas Black, once the grilled at skewers ca, he would go crazy and make her watch him eat.
"We’ll head back to Capital Province after the al," Jas Black said, tapping the water in his teacup, signaling Jane to take a few sips before he began to speak.
"Why the rush?" Jane didn’t understand. "We could take a look around here."
"Don’t you want to buy a purse? Can you find what you’re looking for in this shopping mall?" Jas certainly hadn’t forgotten the look of longing Jane had given him last night, saying she wanted a new bag.
"Aweso." The smile on Jane’s face truly could not be concealed. Going shopping with Jas ant she could buy whatever she wanted. Not to ntion that now her money was under his control, she could spend his openly and, most importantly, have a very strong pack mule at her disposal.
This mule would also let her shop as long as she wanted without uttering a word of complaint.
It was only at tis like this that Jane felt Jas had his advantages, with his few words.
Just as the waiter brought the big plate chicken to the table and Jane had picked up her chopsticks, her mobile phone rang from inside her purse. She reluctantly put her chopsticks down to get her phone, and seeing it was Bright Sampton, she put away her unwilling expression and cheerfully picked up.
Holding down the answer button, Jane switched the phone to her left hand while her right hand wielded the chopsticks, her eyes settled on the chicken wing Jas had in his grasp.
After a mont’s thought, without saying a word, she picked up her bowl and held it out to Jas, opening her mouth to declare, "I want it! I want it!"
Her gaze was filled with longing, and Jas deliberately turned the chicken wing in his bowl around once, watching as Jane’s face puckered up before he finally placed it into the bowl she was holding up.
"Thank you, Lord Chief!" Jane took back the bowl, joyfully placing it on the tabletop and, having benefited from Jas’s generosity, did not forget to look up at him with a flattering and ingratiating smile. Only then did she resu eating the chicken wing with her right hand, finally freeing herself up to talk to Bright who had been waiting on the line for quite a while.
"Hmm, I’m listening, go ahead," Jane responded to Bright.
"Are you just eating now? Why so late? Are you with brother-in-law again?" Bright’s comnt was quite pointed; he had noticed that Jas’s presence in Jane’s life had beco more frequent and regular.
"Yes, I ca to visit Sister Tin’s husband today. He’s on vacation and joined . Speaking of which, I’m going to Smytheton in a few days, and Jas will be going with ," Jane said. Except for things she didn’t want Bright to know about, she never purposely hid anything from him.
Upon hearing this, Bright muttered to himself, astonished. Was Jane almost always accompanied by Jas whenever she went out? Could what mom said be true?
Bright blurted out, "Sis, are you really pregnant? Am I going to be an uncle?"
Jane nearly choked on her chicken wing.
"Cough cough! What are you babbling about? You scared to death!" Jane gulped down a big mouthful of tea, her old face turning as red as a red persimmon.
"Mom said you were pregnant, so I called to see if it was true," Bright explained. "So, are you, or aren’t you?"
"No! No! No!" Afraid Bright wouldn’t believe her, Jane hastily repeated herself three tis, earnestly clearing her na.
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