Song Ci discovered that Rong Jin was all based on his own temperament in terms of style and preferences. The two of them came to a famous restaurant. Coincidentally, this restaurant only served lighter dishes.

If Song Ci had not seen Rong Jin holding a gun, she might have truly believed that he was a noble young man from Jiangnan.

When Rong Jin came, he specifically asked Song Ci for her opinion and asked her if she liked eating light food.

Song Ci looked at a table of boiled fish, fried yam and fungus and other extremely light dishes and fell into deep thought.

She personally likes to eat Sichuan food, but due to her throat and occupation, she rarely eats spicy food, but her preference cannot be changed. She will occasionally eat some to satisfy her cravings. This light dish is really hard to swallow.

"Don't you like it?"

Rong Jin handed the menu over and opened it for her thoughtfully.

"This is a VIP membership, and it is very close to the hotel where you are staying. You are a public figure. If you go to an ordinary restaurant, I am worried that you will be recognized and it will bring you unnecessary trouble. If you don't like it, I can

I’ll go out and buy it for you.”

Rong Jin also had safety concerns. After all, Song Ci is currently on the rise in her career, and it is not good to expose her love affair.

Seeing him thinking about herself so much, Song Ci didn't know how she felt. She shook her head and looked at the dishes on the table, "It doesn't matter, there's nothing I don't like."

Rong Jin frowned and said nothing more.

Looking at the boiled fish, Song Ci couldn't hold down her chopsticks. Fish was the food she hated most, bar none...

Rong Jin simply ate a few mouthfuls and walked out on the pretext of going to the bathroom.

Song Ci was left alone in the private room, staring at a table of dishes.

Song Ci took out his mobile phone and couldn't help but search online.

What should I do if I don’t have the same taste as my boyfriend?

Someone will reply soon below.

Wugenghan: My boyfriend and I have different tastes. We have broken up now. He only cares about himself and doesn’t care about me.

Sweet and sweet Xiaobai Porridge: Plus one upstairs, my boyfriend and I are like this. As soon as we got together, he took me to a very light restaurant. I didn’t eat at all. He ate so much that he was so angry that we broke up.

I just want to work: I advise the poster to break up as soon as possible. Such a man will not consider you at all. There will definitely be more conflicts when you get married in the future...

…

Song Ci browsed through them one by one, frowning tightly. It's just that the taste is different, so it shouldn't be...

Song Ci looked at the boiled fish in front of her. She stretched out her chopsticks to pick up a piece of fish meat. She pursed her lips. Before she put it to her mouth, she immediately had a physical reaction. Her stomach was churning and her body was tingling.

Lots of goosebumps.

really……

She has no fate with fish in this life.

Song Ci waited for a long time, but Rong Jin didn't come back. Just when she was wondering, the waiter outside brought over a sweet and sour pork dish. The aroma was tempting and it looked delicious.

Song Ci looked at the waiter in confusion, and the waiter backed away slightly.

Just when Song Ci was confused, the door was opened again, and another dish that was not light but definitely not heavy was served...

Song Ci seemed to understand something, and immediately stood up and walked to the kitchen of the restaurant.

There were a bunch of people gathered there, and everyone was praising something.

Song Ci walked over and saw that among the crowd, Rong Jin took off his coat and wore only a shirt. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and the expensive watch on his wrist was gone.

He has an elegant temperament, as if what he is cooking is not a meal, but a work of art.

Song Ci looked at him quietly, not knowing how to express his feelings at this moment.

He is Rong Jin.

The head of the Rong family, Rong Jin, who covers the sky with one hand in Kyoto, actually cooked for her like this in the restaurant, just because she was not used to eating that kind of food, just because she didn't want to make their relationship public...

Song Ci walked over and suddenly hugged Rong Jin's thin waist.

Rong Jin was startled by Song Ci and immediately turned off the fire and raised her hand.

"Why are you here? There is a lot of oil smoke here. I also have oil on my hands. Be careful not to get it on your clothes."

His voice was filled with surprise, but his tone couldn't hide the endearing tone.

Song Ci gritted his teeth, "This is the second time you've cooked for me, Rong Jin, I can eat those foods, you don't have to..."

Rong Jin turned around and looked at her helplessly with his head lowered, apologetically in his eyes, "I'm sorry, I don't know your preferences. You can't eat those foods, so don't eat them. But you are a singer, and spicy food is the best."

It’s better not to eat too much”

Rong Jin seemed to care more about her voice than she did.

But she won’t be able to sing anymore...

Song Ci thought, but didn't say it out loud.

She nodded and pulled Rong Jin to go out.

"Stop it, those are enough to eat..."

"There is another one. I made it last time. If you like it, it will be ready soon."

Rong Jin said and turned his head again.

Song Ci looked at his back, his eyes filled with love, it was so good...

The chefs surrounding them all recognized Song Ci, and they all looked at the two of them kindly. After Rong Jin finished the last dish, the two of them returned to the private room hand in hand.

Naturally, before leaving, Rong Jin paid a lot of hush money.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Song Ci was very moved and ate a lot.

Rong Jin didn't eat much, but he ate more of the boiled fish than other dishes.

After dinner, Song Ci still had a free afternoon, so the two of them wore masks and walked hand in hand on the street.

The people around were in a hurry, but no one paid attention to this place.

Song Ci felt the warmth coming from the people around her, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously. Suddenly she was a little curious.

"Rong Jin, why did you reject Miss Zhao at my concert?"

Miss Zhao was good-looking and had a good figure, and she was the right match for him. Song Ci never understood why Rong Jin refused.

Obviously Rong Jin didn't expect Song Ci to ask this, he held her hand tightly and spoke softly.

"Because her surname is Zhao..."

Song Ci raised his eyebrows.

Rong Jin pulled her forward and explained to her, "My grandfather passed away early, and the family has always said that grandma is the master of the family. The Zhao family and the Rong family are family friends, but in recent years the Zhao family has become more and more powerful. If I

Marrying a daughter from the Zhao family again..."

Song Ci understood this. Rong Jin didn't want the Rong family and the Zhao family to be too involved. If there was a marriage relationship, the status of the Zhao family in the Rong family would be even higher in the future. This was something Rong Jin didn't want to see.

situation.

Song Ci nodded and suddenly looked at him, "Is that what you told me?"

Rong Jin raised his eyebrows, a smile flashed in his eyes, "You didn't ask?"

Song Ci instantly understood what Rong Jin meant, and pulled him by the collar to kiss his face. His voice changed from lazy at first to a bit cunning, "Am I someone you trust?"

Rong Jin hugged her waist, lifted her chin and kissed her lips, "Always, whatever else you want to know, I will tell you..."

But what Rong Jin didn't tell her was that the biggest reason was not only the family relationship, but also the fact that he saw her in the audience at that time...

If he can't find someone he likes in his life, then whoever he marries and who he gets married to are all the same, but if he meets the person he wants to spend his life with, how can he be willing to make do with it...
Chapter completed!