Zhang Ye's attitude toward Fang Yuqing was extremely cold.
Fang Yuqing and Lin Caining also noticed that something was off.
However, after mistakenly assuming Zhang Ye was a hidden rich second-generation heir, neither of them got angry at his coldness. Instead, they actively approached him.
So what if a rich person has a bit of temper? That's called having flair!
"Hey, Zhang Ye, were you just eating at this restaurant?"
Lin Caining asked casually, pretending not to care.
Zhang Ye frowned slightly. This woman wasn't a good person either—just as bad as Fang Yuqing.
Back then, she had a hand in the food trap and his eventual death.
"Yeah."
Zhang Ye replied coldly, then shoved his hands into his pockets and turned to walk toward the supermarket.
Fang Yuqing and Lin Caining quickly followed.
"Zhang Ye, where are you headed?"
Fang Yuqing asked with a gentle smile.
"To the supermarket."
Zhang Ye's tone remained indifferent, even tinged with impatience.
If it weren't for his plan to make her taste the despair of the apocalypse, Zhang Ye would've killed her on the spot.
Fang Yuqing exchanged a glance with Lin Caining, then quickly added,"What a coincidence! We were going shopping too. Let's go together!"
At this point, Zhang Ye had already figured it out.
They must have seen him eating at the Michelin three-star restaurant and mistakenly assumed he was some sort of hidden rich young master.
That would explain their sudden enthusiasm.
He couldn't be bothered to explain and simply walked straight toward the supermarket.
But the colder he acted, the more convinced Fang Yuqing and Lin Caining became that he was truly a rich heir.
Otherwise, how could he be so bold and arrogant?
The two followed beside Zhang Ye, with Fang Yuqing sticking especially close—occasionally brushing her hand against his on purpose.
Whenever Zhang Ye glanced at her, she would feign shyness, turning her head away with a red face as if she were bashful.
Zhang Ye sneered inwardly.
Green tea bitch, you sure can act. If you went into movies, you'd definitely win an Oscar for Best Actress.
Zhang Ye entered the supermarket, grabbed a shopping cart, and headed inside.
Fang Yuqing and Lin Caining quickly grabbed carts and followed him.
"Zhang Ye, were you dining with someone just now?"
Fang Yuqing asked with a smile.
Zhang Ye headed toward the food section, answering indifferently:"Can't I eat alone?"
Fang Yuqing's eyes lit up and she quickly said,"Oh no, I didn't mean it like that! It's just that the food there is so expensive. I thought maybe you were treating someone!"
Lin Caining couldn't help asking,"Zhang Ye, your monthly salary is only a bit over ten grand, right? That meal probably cost half a year's pay."
"Looks like your family must've left you quite a bit of money."
Fang Yuqing quickly shot Lin Caining a glare.
Idiot—how could you say something like that out loud?!
As a top-tier green tea, the most important rule was:Talk emotions with the rich, talk money with the poor.
Realizing her mistake, Lin Caining hastily tried to smooth things over.
"Haha, I was just joking! We're all good friends—who cares about money?"
But Zhang Ye didn't bother responding at all.
He walked into the food section. Looking at the shelves full of goods, it was like entering a treasure trove.
In his previous life, he'd once had to survive on a single pack of instant noodles for two days.
So now, he had an insatiable craving for food.
Zhang Ye went straight to the shelves and began dumping items into the cart.
Sausages, instant noodles, self-heating hotpots, seasonings—he bought them all in large quantities.
Fang Yuqing and Lin Caining were stunned by his actions.
"Zhang Ye, why are you buying so much food? Are you going camping or something?"
"Yeah."
Zhang Ye responded blandly.
Lin Caining grew suspicious and whispered to Fang Yuqing,"Would a rich guy eat this kind of stuff when camping?"
Fang Yuqing also felt unsure, but thinking about that Michelin meal, she didn't want to give up the fantasy that Zhang Ye was rich.
She ran up to him and offered sweetly,"Do you need any help?"
Free labor? Of course Zhang Ye wasn't going to say no.
And seeing her fake innocent smile gave him an idea for revenge.
He still had a month left to prepare for the apocalypse.
Creating a perfect shelter to ensure his safety wouldn't be hard.
As for supplies, he could just raid the Walmart warehouse.
That way, he could ensure absolute safety and a comfortable life when the world collapsed.
So why not deliberately let Fang Yuqing believe he was stockpiling supplies, and wait for her to come begging him in tears when the time came?
If she leaked the information and caused those bastard neighbors to swarm him—well, that was easy to solve too.
As long as his safe house was built strong enough, not only would he be safe, but he could turn the tables and eliminate those leeches!
Just imagining them raging in frustration while helplessly watching made Zhang Ye's smile a bit twisted.
Yes, that could definitely work.
Zhang Ye decided to contact a security company to build such a shelter.
If that didn't work, he'd go far from the city and build an underground bunker in the wilderness.
Either way, he had a plan.
Zhang Ye's lips curled into a grin."Then help me push the carts!"
Fang Yuqing quickly nodded in agreement.
Zhang Ye then told Lin Caining to go fetch another cart.
Although the two were full of doubt, they still did as told.
Zhang Ye bought a lot of non-perishable food, including instant noodles, sausages, preserved meat, and canned goods.
He even used one cart just for fresh meat, fruits, vegetables, and some live fish.
He wanted to test whether his space ability had any special effect on preserving fresh food.
With all three carts filled to the brim, Zhang Ye gave the one with beef, lamb, and canned goods—probably over 500 pounds—to the two women to push.
It wore them out, leaving them drenched in sweat.
Fang Yuqing pouted and complained,"Zhang Ye, how many people are you feeding with all this? Are you planning some event and not telling us?"
Zhang Ye sneered and said,"Who knows what disaster might strike? What if the world ends tomorrow? I'm just stocking up for the future."
He wasn't lying, but no one would believe him.
Even a certain Dr. Li had proven that before.
Fang Yuqing assumed he was joking and giggled,"Oh come on, if you don't want to say it, just say so! Don't joke like that."
"But since I helped you so much today, you owe me a meal!"
Her eyes sparkled with suggestion.
She was hoping Zhang Ye would take her to that Michelin restaurant again.
Zhang Ye's lips curved slightly,"Sure. But I'm kinda busy lately—maybe next month."
Fang Yuqing lit up,"Great! It's a promise then!"
Lin Caining quickly chimed in,"Yes, yes! Let's all go, hehe!"
Just pushing a cart for a fancy meal? Of course she was thrilled.
Fang Yuqing shot her another glare for being so clueless.
But Lin Caining pretended not to notice.
Zhang Ye went to check out. The haul cost over ten thousand yuan in supplies.
He didn't even blink as he paid.
In the apocalypse, this stuff would be worth tens of thousands of times more—or even be priceless.
Because no matter how much money you had, you might not get a single bite.
Since Zhang Ye bought so much, the supermarket kindly let him borrow the shopping carts.
Zhang Ye unceremoniously ordered the two women to help push everything home.
He actually had a car and could've transported it all himself.
But why waste free labor?
Though the two kept complaining about being tired, the promise of a fancy meal soon had them full of energy again.
And so, the three of them pushed three carts full of supplies back to the apartment complex.