Charles Seymour pushed the shopping cart, walking beside Sophie Wilson, watching her pick up items from the shelf and examine them closely, murmuring, "This one has the latest production date, let's go with this... the bagged one is more suitable than canned..."
Watching one item after another being placed into the shopping cart, Charles Seymour found it amusing.
Not to mention his own wealth, even her income doesn't require being so meticulous.
Yet, looking at her, she seems to really enjoy shopping this way.
"I always felt that shopping at the supermarket gives a homely feeling," Sophie Wilson placed her selected items into the cart, smiling brightly at Charles Seymour, saying, "It's a pity I never had the chance to go with my family before."
When she was young, supermarkets had just started appearing, and going to the supermarket was quite fashionable, but her mom always took her sister, and she never had a part.
Now... she doesn't have any thoughts of going with them.
