The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory

Chapter 791 - 815: Her Bottom Line Requesting Votes for the Contest (3)

The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory

Chapter 791 - 815: Her Bottom Line Requesting Votes for the Contest (3)

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Chapter 791: Chapter 815: Her Bottom Line Requesting Votes for the Contest (3)

"Have you eaten?" Mia Ginger glanced at him.

"I keep a regular schedule." Koa Jackson looked at his watch, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Do you have any classes this afternoon?"

"An elective."

"Hmm," Koa Jackson nodded, "let’s go out to eat first."

Mia Ginger: "..."

She thought he’d at least criticize her again.

Feeling a bit delighted inside, she followed Koa Jackson out of the school gate to grab a meal.

Koa Jackson was accustomed to parking his car near their dormitory’s tree-lined path, planning to help her move later in the afternoon, so he decided not to take the car for now. As they walked, he asked Mia Ginger, "What do you feel like eating?"

"How about hot pot?" Mia Ginger said with a smile, "There’s a really good place near the school gate, not crowded at noon."

"No." Koa Jackson frowned directly.

Mia Ginger sighed, "Then how about clay pot rice noodles?"

"Hmm," Koa Jackson nodded, then chuckled, "You chose something even less nutritious."

Mia Ginger looked at him, suddenly feeling startled.

It felt as if this scene had happened before?

She really started to have a headache, pressing a hand to her head, she looked up and asked Koa Jackson, "Brother Jackson, has this conversation happened before? It feels strange, like we’ve had this conversation before."

Koa Jackson was also taken aback, his dark, clear gaze looked at her, meeting her bewildered expression.

Clearly, this girl still hadn’t remembered.

If she didn’t remember, he wouldn’t say anything. If she never remembered, he wouldn’t ever speak about it. That was his resolve.

Koa Jackson hoped that she would recall those affections on her own.

He smiled at Mia Ginger and asked her, "Which place do you want to eat clay pot noodles at?"

"Didn’t you say it wasn’t nutritious?"

"Once in a while is fine, where would you like to go?" Koa Jackson reached out and ruffled her hair.

Mia Ginger changed her mind, "Never mind then, I don’t particularly want clay pot, how about beef noodles?"

"Hmm." Koa Jackson nodded in agreement.

The two of them went to a beef noodle shop across the street.

After two in the afternoon, there were few people left eating in the shop.

Mia Ginger chose a seat by the window and sat down, watching Koa Jackson pay the bill and head to the counter.

She felt a bit complicated.

Koa Jackson always dressed properly and decently. Even the sharp figure of him in a suit looked like a well-defined silhouette. Standing there, he seemed out of place.

Someone like him seemed unsuited for a roadside eatery like this.

The tables, wiped with a cloth, still had grease stains.

Mia Ginger pulled out a piece of paper, pinching it in her fingers, and meticulously wiped the table again.

Afraid he would find it distasteful, she got up to the other side and carefully wiped down the seat surfaces.

Finally, she sat lost in thought on her own chair. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Feeling a bit uncomfortable.

She wasn’t sure what was bothering her. This feeling, this fear of making Koa Jackson feel wronged, suddenly came over her. She felt anxious, not only anxious but also slightly regretful, thinking she shouldn’t have brought Koa Jackson to such a place.

The restaurant at the intersection was actually quite good. At the very least, there were a few clean and hygienic eateries nearby.

Why did they end up in this shop?

The taste was fine, but perhaps due to insufficient staff, cleanliness was never up to standard.

Mia Ginger gazed at Koa Jackson’s chair across from her, wondering if she had an obsessive-compulsive disorder. She had to restrain herself from wiping that chair again.

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