I Lost My Memory After Divorcing With the Big Shot

Translated by Lilac
Edited by Lilac

The next day’s schedule was not packed. They would all prepare a sumptuous lunch together, and in the afternoon, everyone would be able to leave.

The ingredients for this lunch needed to be purchased from the local farmers’ market, and the guests began to divide the work.

Since one of the dishes was rice cakes, which required constant pounding and relied on physical strength, Si Mingchen took on that task.

Wen Zhi wanted to help him, but there was still a shortage of people to buy the food, so he and Jiang Xingnan went to buy the food together.

Before leaving, Wen Zhi asked Si Mingchen, “Si Si, what do you want to eat? I will buy it for you.”

Si Mingchen: “Anything is fine for me. We don’t have a lot of money for groceries, so try to buy according to the mission requirements.”

This gathering was not simply a dinner and drinks event. The programme team gave out tasks. If the guests can work together to complete the task, then each guest’s living environment will be upgraded in the next edition of the trip.

The lunch had a budget of 200 yuan and needed to consist of eight dishes and a soup, including chicken, duck, fish, seafood, and meet the criteria for a successful mission.

So the crucial part of completing the mission fell on Wen Zhi and Jiang Xingnan.

Before leaving, Si Mingchen made a list of the dishes and instructed Wen Zhi to control the quantities.

Soon, Wen Zhi rode his bicycle, humming a tune, and followed the route to the farmers’ market. Jiang Xingnan wasn’t very familiar with riding a bicycle, so he was a bit slow.

At the market, Wen Zhi started asking for prices at each stall, comparing them. He planned to have a relatively comprehensive plan before making the purchases.

“Sister, your crabs are good. Can you give me a discount?” Wen Zhi went to the cheapest seafood stall and started bargaining, “After looking around, I feel like your seafood is the freshest.

The seafood vendor smiled and said, “Of course, the local residents all come to my stall. If you want a lot of crabs, I can give you one for free.”

Wen Zhi said gratefully, “Thank you so much. I want eight in total. May you receive wealth from all directions.”

The vendor sister was straightforward, “The clams in my stall are good too. I’ll give you a handful for free.”

[Wen Zhi is a good talker.]

[A sweet-talker and a good-looking person. Everyone likes that.]

[Isn’t Jiang Xingnan a bit of a social phobe? I don’t think he likes to talk.]

[The grocery shopping is all up to Wen Zhi, who is a bit of an introvert.]

After paying, Wen Zhi noticed that the free clams could also be used to make soup. He handed them to Jiang Xingnan and said, “Let’s go buy roast duck. This time, it’s your turn to bargain.”

Jiang Xingnan hesitated and said, “You should go, I don’t know how.”

Wen Zhi’s idea was actually simple: give Jiang Xingnan more screen time. But Jiang Xingnan seemed reluctant to interact with others.

“Okay, I’ll go and buy it.” Wen Zhi didn’t insist.

They quickly bought all the items on the shopping list and spent a total of 250 yuan. When they passed by a shop selling old hens, Wen Zhi found that the meat was good and the chickens were not factory-farmed, so he goot off the bike and bargained with the owner.

After a few rounds, Wen Zhi bought an old hen for 50 yuan.

With the cage hanging in the basket, Jiang Xingnan asked him, “We spent a total of 300 yuan, but the programme team only gave us 200. How did you pay for the rest?”

Wen Zhi: “I used some of my personal money.”

Although Jiang Xingnan was curious about where the money came from, he didn’t ask.

[Wen Zhi had been rewarded earlier, so I guess he contributed to the shared funds.]

[Indeed, otherwise 200 yuan wouldn’t be enough.]

[He’s truly a little angel.]

After returning, everyone took the groceries Wen Zhi and Jiang Xingnan bought and started preparing lunch.

Seeing the old hen in Wen Zhi’s hands, Sang Qi smiled and asked, “Xiao Zhi, you picked a good chicken.”

Although Wen Zhi did not know how to face Sang Qi after last night’s incident, he replied, “Chicken soup with yam and old hen, it’s good for the body.”

Sang Qi took it, “Thank you, Xiao Zhi, you’re very kind.”

Wen Zhi didn’t give it to him, with his own little thoughts, “I’ll stew it, Si Si likes it tender.”

He had bought this chicken for Si Mingchen. Si Mingchen had stayed up almost all night these past two days working on his work, and he had been very distressed.

A hint of surprise crossed Sang Qi’s face.

Could it be that what he had said to Wen Zhi yesterday had not worked?

But when Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen came downstairs, their attitudes were clearly off. It seemed that they took it to heart.

Si Mingchen walked over at this moment and said indifferently, “It’s not cheap.”

Wen Zhi proudly exclaimed, “I used our prize money to help you replenish your body.”

Si Mingchen glanced coldly at Sang Qi, then looked at the old hen, “Do we have someone here who knows how to pluck feathers?”

Wen Zhi looked at the few people cooking inside, who shook their heads.

“I’ll do it.”

Si Mingchen looked at Wen Zhi’s unreliable look: “Just give it to me.”

The people in the house began to cook, leaving the task of plucking chicken feathers to Si Mingchen.

Wen Zhi followed Si Mingchen to the courtyard and observed his professional demeanor. He began to flatter, “Si Si, you can even pluck chicken feathers?”

Si Mingchen replied calmly, “I can’t.”

Wen Zhi asked, “Then what will you do?”

Si Mingchen answered, “I’ll search on Baidu.”

Wen Zhi shook his head in disbelief, then turned and happily went to the kitchen to help.

Soon, a table full of dishes was ready. When they sat down, Sang Qi and Jiang Xingnan deliberately sat next to Wen Zhi.

As he observed Wen Zhi’s interactions with Si Mingchen, Sang Qi became increasingly sure that Wen Zhi had not distanced himself from Si Mingchen because of what he had said yesterday. As he pondered over this, he accidentally met with a slightly sharp look in Mingchen’s eyes.

Sand Qi smiled and said to Wen Zhi, “Does Xiao Zhi know that I like clams? I remember you don’t like them.”

Wen Zhi shook his head, “I don’t know, the clams were given to me by the seafood vendor when I bought crabs, and Si Si likes crabs.”

Sang Qi felt embarrassed for a moment when Si Mingchen began, “Thank you for the crabs Xiao Zhi.”

Wen Zhi held his rice, “You’re welcome.”

The name “Xiao Zhi” was something that Sang Qi liked to call Wen Zhi. Now that he heard Si Mingchen call him the same thing, he felt a hint of discomfort.

Jiang Xingnan noticed that a piece of roast duck was served to him, and he said, “I remember you like roast duck.”

Sang Qi didn’t say anything and tasted a bite before putting down his chopsticks.

[I wonder if Sang Qi and Wen Zhi know each other? I actually have the feeling that Sang Qi likes Wen Zhi.]

[I think that in this relationship between Sang Qi and Jiang Xingnan, it seems that Jiang Xingnan is the one who takes the initiative. He is more proactive and submissive.]

[Wen Zhi is also proactive, but I don’t think he’s submissive.]

[President Si is also very nice to Wen Zhi, but Sang Qi is always cold towards Jiang Xingnan, so the impression is not as good.]

[I don’t like this couple. There’s no sweetness when watching them.]

The taste of the old hen soup was extremely delicious, and Shen Bai and Xie Jing praised it incessantly, thanking Wen Zhi, “Thank you, Xiao Zhi, for buying the ingredients. It wasn’t an easy task. You did a great job buying so much for only 200 yuan.”

Wen Zhi didn’t mention the fact that he had used his secret funds. Anyway, the amount of money wasn’t significant, and the important thing was to ensure that everyone passed smoothly.

Jiang Xingnan said at this moment, “It seems like Xiao Wen spent his own money.”

The others looked at Wen Zhi, and He Qing asked, “Where did Xiao Zhi get the money from?”

Wen Zhi replied, “I had 1,000 yuan in cash from a competition I had with Si Si, and I used some of it.”

Xie Jing apologized, “Thank you so much.”

In fact, many of the additional dishes were ones that Si Mingchen liked. Wen Zhi didn’t feel like he had contributed much to everyone and felt very embarrassed

“It’s nothing, I still have a lot left.”

Si Mingchen rolled up the roast duck for Wen Zhi and said, “You’ve worked hard.”

Wen Zhi didn’t reach out his hand, he just opened his mouth and said, “Ah~”

Everyone was looking at them, seemingly waiting for them to show affection.

Si Mingchen fed the roast duck to Wen Zhi, and his finger accidentally brushed against his nose. He asked, “How is it?”

Wen Zhi replied, “It’s delicious.”

[How nice, if only they could really be a couple.]

[I wonder if they will still be in a relationship after the show is over.]

[Did you forget? It was revealed that Si Mingchen has a boyfriend.]

[Is that true? I can’t believe Si Mingchen has a boyfriend and still comes to the show.]

[They were originally a fake couple. Si Mingchen and Wen Zhi were a fake couple, just acting. Since it was all acting, it didn’t matter if they had partners, right? Just treat it as if they acted in a TV drama.]

[I agree. In private, Wen Zhi probably can’t even see Si Mingchen, they are not in the same league.a]

After the variety show ended, the guests went home.

Before parting, Sang Qi took the opportunity, while Si Mingchen was talking to the staff, to call Wen Zhi aside.

Sang Qi got straight to the point, “Xiao Zhi, do you… not believe what I said?”

Wen Zhi said frankly: “You have misunderstandings about Si Si.”

Sang Qi smiled, “I have no misunderstanding about him, I am just stating the facts. Ask Uncle Wen if you don’t believe me, he knows all these things too.”

Wen Zhi in fact also found the feedback he received from Wen Qishan rather strange, “I asked my father, but Si Si explained that the matter between Sisheng and our family company was very complicated, but he hadn’t done anything wrong to our family.”

Sang Qi suddenly asked, “Did you tell him about the things I told you?”

Wen Zhi: “Yes.”

Sang Qi stared at him, “But Xiao Zhi, you promised me yesterday that you would not tell Mingchen about this. By doing this, how am I supposed to get along with Mingchen in the future?”

He didn’t expect Wen Zhi to tell Si Mingchen about this so directly. His reaction was completely unexpected.

Wen Zhi looked up at him, “But if I hadn’t asked, who would be responsible for any misunderstanding between me and Si Si over these matters?”

Sang Qi’s expression was hurt: “Xiao Zhi, do you think I’m meddling too much?”

Wen Zhi’s face was tense: “I didn’t mean that.”

Sang Qi gently advised him, “I’m really doing this for your own good.”

Wen Zhi said, “I know. If your intention wasn’t for my sake, we would have ended our friendship a long time ago.”

Over there, Si Mingchen had already finalized the final schedule with the production team. Wen Zhi heard Si Mingchen calling his name and hurriedly left, leaving Sang Qi alone.