Wasn't that exactly Zhao Jia, his ex-girlfriend from before his rebirth?
To be honest, in the past few months, Jiang Cheng had hardly thought of her again.
If it hadn't been for a sudden flash of inspiration comparing things just now, Jiang Cheng might have almost forgotten he even had such a past.
The moment they stepped out of the mall's main entrance, it felt as if they had entered another world.
The temperature plummeted, and the bone-chilling cold formed a sharp contrast with the warmth inside the mall.
Even though Reba had already put on a thick down jacket, she could still feel the biting chill.
She couldn't help but shrink her neck, hugging her arms, and glanced at Jiang Cheng shiveringly.
To her surprise, however, Jiang Cheng's expression didn't change at all as he faced the biting wind, as if he didn't feel the cold at all.
With a slightly hesitant look, she pointed at the somewhat thin down jacket Jiang Cheng was wearing.
She pointed at Jiang Cheng's clothes with some hesitation: "Don't you need to buy a thicker one too? It's too cold outside. We passed Fendi just now, and they seemed to have some down jackets. Should we go take a look?"
Seeing Reba looking like she wanted to engage in a bit of give-and-take by buying him clothes, Jiang Cheng waved his hand directly: "No need, I'm not afraid of the cold."
After saying that, Jiang Cheng subconsciously reached out again, tightly grabbing Reba's fair and delicate hand, and stepped toward the plaza outside.
Seeing Jiang Cheng being so intimate with her again, before any ripples could form in Reba's heart, her attention was caught by his warm and broad palms.
Just now, she had slightly suspected Jiang Cheng was acting tough.
After all, from what she had seen of some men, they were clearly freezing in the middle of winter but were always unwilling to wrap themselves up tightly.
Instead, they would sometimes wear thin clothes and put their hands in their pockets, striking a pose to look cool.
At that moment, Reba almost thought Jiang Cheng was that kind of guy too.
However, feeling the temperature of Jiang Cheng's palm now, all her doubts vanished instantly.
Perhaps Jiang Cheng wasn't lying at all.
This posture as upright as a pine tree, plus such warm hands.
Could it be that this was the legendary "Pure Yang" constitution she often heard about while filming TV dramas???
At this moment, Reba's mind was filled with all sorts of weird and far-fetched thoughts.
Combined with the warmth from Jiang Cheng's palm making her feel very comfortable, she didn't feel the slightest displeasure or resentment toward their current intimate gesture of holding hands.
She carefully pulled down her brand-new Dior hat, seemingly trying to hide her face.
Then, like a docile little lamb, she was led forward by Jiang Cheng, her face full of shyness yet incredibly well-behaved.
Feeling the obvious improvement in his physical fitness and the significantly reduced impact of the cold wind, Jiang Cheng was in an exceptionally good mood.
He himself knew that he had unintentionally grabbed Reba's hand again.
After all, Jiang Cheng had grown fond of this action when shopping with other Girls.
He swore he really didn't do it on purpose.
Seeing that Reba didn't refuse, Jiang Cheng didn't stand on ceremony either.
His thumb, which was holding Reba's small hand, subconsciously began to rub it.
At this moment, Jiang Cheng had only one thought: a woman's hand is indeed smooth.
Even though Reba's favorability value toward him had only reached 80 points, she didn't put up any resistance.
Did this mean their relationship had taken another step forward?
Perhaps the moment to use that key card was getting closer and closer.
Thinking of this, the corners of Jiang Cheng's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.
Although Jiang Cheng knew in his heart that even if her favorability value toward him was a mere 85 points, as long as he spoke up, there was a high probability Reba wouldn't refuse any request he made.
The reason was simple: even if Reba herself had some resistance, her company surely wouldn't dare to have the slightest objection.
However, unless absolutely necessary, Jiang Cheng was really unwilling to use forceful means to make her submit.
First, it was completely unnecessary, and second, it was a hassle.
Even if Jiang Cheng only wanted to succumb to the money of this card at this moment.
But to be honest, she wasn't the only person who could be chosen for this card.
So, if things could proceed smoothly, everyone would be happy; after all, it would save time and avoid many troubles.
Just as Wang Congcong had said, behind SKP there indeed lay a bustling food street.
Bustling crowds moved through it in an endless stream.
At the same time, waves of enticing aromas wafted over, teasing people's olfactory nerves.
Reba's large, watery eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation, as if she could no longer suppress her inner craving for delicious food.
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng gave a doting smile and then led her as they began to weave through the crowd.
Every time they passed a snack stall they hadn't tried before, the two would stop and casually buy a portion of food.
Just as they were waiting for the Jingjiang Meat Pancakes to come out of the pan, a sudden burst of noisy shouting came from not far away.
"You old geezer, you've been squatting next to me for so long, are you still lingering and refusing to leave?!"
The voice was intentionally raised, seemingly aiming to attract the attention of passersby.
At the intersection of everyone's gazes, the elderly man who was being publicly insulted stood quietly.
He wore a military green coat that had been washed until it was slightly faded, a Lei Feng hat that covered his ears, and his posture was slightly hunched.
The wind was biting, and the cold was bone-chilling!
Looking at him, in such harsh weather, the thin cotton coat on the elderly man was like tissue paper, seemingly completely unable to withstand the biting cold.
His hands were a bit dirty, but at this moment, they were tightly clutching a large black plastic bag.
By observing the shape of the plastic bag, one could infer that it might be filled with things like empty bottles.
Despite the young man's foul language, the elderly man still bowed and pleaded flatteringly: "Could you please give me that empty bottle next to you?"